Chapter 455

"Here they are!"

In the data flow world built by pioneers, missionaries are looking at the think tank curator opposite them with complex eyes.

The dialogue between two people, or one person and one program, does not have the feeling of love and hate between lovers. On the contrary, I know you want to kill me for my good, but I don't blame your Hong Kong and Taiwan flavor.

It was because of the madness E and willfulness of the missionary that the curator of the think tank made up his mind to seal each other and wanted to use a database of the pioneers to slowly cure the missionary. However, everything was destroyed because of the war with the flood devil. The missionary stayed in darkness and solitude for hundreds of thousands of years, and after coming out, The missionary who took over everything did not want to frustrate the procedures left by the think tank curator. Instead, he allowed the other party to find help to organize himself. Although there were some reasons why the procedures could not threaten him, the more reason was that he missed his wife.

Whether it was the pioneer war of the ancients or the pioneer Hongmo war, the director of the think tank was always a solid rear for missionaries. However, when he decided to completely kill ancient humans, the director of the think tank was heartbroken.

Did the missionary regret it? He may regret not doing it cleaner, but he will never regret what he did. After all, he is also for other life in the galaxy.

"It doesn't matter!"

The missionary looked up at the sky. The white light covered everything, but he could feel the enemy approaching.

"Stop, dull, it's still time!"

"They can't stop me! you too! Unexpectedly, you have been dead for so many years. You have to dig a hole for me! " The missionary wanted to reach out and touch each other, but halfway through, he changed his mind and raised his right hand to point around.

With his actions, countless legions of Prometheus appeared on the scene one after another, from the lowest level hounds, watchers, soldiers, knights, and a large number of flying vehicles. These are legions sleeping here, transformed from ancient humans.

Whenever I think of these ancient human transformed Prometheus regiments fighting with humans, the missionaries always feel in a good mood. It's a pity that these regiments are not conscious. If they are conscious, the scene will be better.

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Just when the missionary wanted to say something more, a roar of artillery interrupted him, and the Prometheus regiments seemed to open their shells and roar because of the displeasure of their masters.

"Remember today!"

The missionary turned and left, and the whole data world changed because of his actions. The sky that originally radiated bright white light suddenly dimmed.

"Today will be the beginning of a new galactic era!"

As the missionary's resounding declaration of expedition began, countless Prometheus legions in the space also jumped with their masters and left the data world.

"Attack!"

At the same time, all the pioneer facilities inside the planet, the dock of the battleship mantle pro, the energy tower that provides power for the planet and the central control tower that transmits signals are alive. These tall buildings connect the upper and lower worlds like giants supporting the earth, and the cloud layer can only cover half of the height.

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"That ship, too big!"

On the endless ship, the people of the UNSC were shocked by the huge star ship 200 kilometers ahead. Even the sergeant who had been on the Star Alliance capital fraternity city turned his helmet.

The prismatic warship more than 370 kilometers high looks like a wall from a distance, and any hole in this wall is larger than the endless ship.

"Mr. Tony Stark, I'm sorry!"

Seeing the huge spaceship starting, several officers on the bridge of the endless apologized to Fisher first.

"We doubted your motives before, but now I'm ashamed! I didn't expect you to really think about the future of mankind! I'm narrow-minded! "

"Ah, this!" Fisher did not expect that his own fooling and the other party's self brain mending turned his image into a visionary scholar.

"You don't have to say it in advance!" Fisher came forward, pulled rasky's head and pointed to the distant ship.

"Solve that thing first, or it will really hit the earth!"

"Oh, endless, prepare for battle, commander Palmer, order all Spartan teams to prepare for action, Mr. stark, will you stay on the ship or?"

"Let me join the sergeant!" Fisher took out his two guns and loaded them with a click. "As an archaeologist, I bring two guns for this moment!"

"Well, take care!"

The endless has full firepower. It cleans the guns in the way with missiles and proximity guns, and Sparta in the cabin is also sitting and preparing for battle. Before coming, everyone knows to kill a very powerful alien boss, and the most suitable weapon is naturally a Holocaust nuclear warhead that is not much different from a football. Don't say goodbye to your waist and detonate it in place. Oh, perfect!

"Why do you hide your real name and purpose?"

The sergeant looked at Fisher sitting behind him. At this moment, the endless had reached the front of the Almighty pro and completed the cleaning of the surrounding interference. Then dozens of Pelican transport planes loaded with assault troops plunged through.

"After all, we are unlikely to meet again. It doesn't matter what the name is! No, it's true. Our goals are the same! Sergeant, it's all to stop the missionary! "

While Fisher was talking, he had changed into his suit of battle clothes, and the place cut by the missionary had been repaired. However, due to the tight time, the repaired place had not been painted, which made the originally restrained and powerful battle clothes suddenly have a sense of historical vicissitudes, just like the armor of a hundred war knight. It looks gorgeous, but in fact it is all traces of repair.

Moreover, even if it was repaired, the protection of the battle clothes still couldn't reach the original level, but Fisher didn't care much about returning the battle clothes to make a new one after the battle.

"So what's the plan?"

At this moment, the pelican that the two took has passed through the unclosed hatch of the Almighty pro and officially entered the complex interior of the huge ship like a maze.

"It's simple. Kotana hacked into the spaceship and opened the way. You can attract fire as a meat shield. I'll close my head! But before the fight, I have to make a mockery! " Fisher baitokotana connected the ship's communication and shouted.

"Silly beep!"