Chapter 1003：

"Is this how the artillery magic you said is used?"

At this moment, Presia's expression froze.

The next second, the cyan light cage pressed towards her overwhelmingly.

Chapter 1437 Confession before the throne

The constant sound of the arcing made Presia awake.

"I am?"

She slowly opened her eyes, rubbed her temples suspiciously, looked at the environment she was in, and found that she actually appeared on a huge platform.

"Yo, wake up, old woman."

A voice full of ridicule reached Prescia's ears.

Prescia was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of the sound, but saw an orange-red dog-eared girl imprisoned nearby by a light prison composed of cyan arcs.

"...Elf?" Prescia read out the name of her daughter, Fett's Envoy, in an uncertain tone.

"It's me!" Elf let out a snort, and then said mockingly: "Why, old witch, don't you want Fett to see your artillery bombardment? Are you shooting one now?"

"What?" Prescia was stunned for a moment, then finally remembered what had happened earlier.

The invading mechanical life form, the captured Fate, tried to attack the enemy with artillery magic, but was killed by the enemy in an instant.

Recalling the 'big words' that he had put down earlier, Presia's face suddenly turned blue and white.

"Do mere familiars dare to judge me?"

"How did Fette teach you?"

"That's what you're going to do." Elf bared her teeth and glared at Presia. If she didn't dare to do it on weekdays, but now everyone has become a prisoner, even if they can't live. The question, what are you going to endure, scolding her!

"Alf."

A female voice with a bit of scolding sounded softly.

Hearing this voice, Elf opened her mouth, finally glared at Prescia, clicked her tongue, and calmed down.

Prescia, who also heard the voice, turned her gaze to the side, but saw Fette trapped in the cyan light prison.

"Fit?" Presia frowned.

"It's me, Mom." Fett nodded slightly, and then wanted to talk to his mother a little more, but he didn't know what to say, so he was a little silent.

Presia also seemed to have noticed something. She glanced past Fate and looked around, and she immediately found Linise who was imprisoned next to her, and found more things she didn't notice.

At this time, the four of them seemed to be imprisoned in a huge platform. In the center of the platform was a huge silver metal throne. A wide road connected the throne to the entrance gate. The Prescias were detained in pairs. on both sides of the road.

Outside the platform, the direction of the non-gate is surrounded by a huge transparent wall similar to glass, and outside the transparent wall, the chaotic scenery of the Dimensional Sea appears, and even the Garden of Time parked nearby can be vaguely seen.

"The bridge?"

As a former researcher, Prescia vaguely recognized that this might be the bridge of a dimensional warship, but it was strange that there was no instrument interface, as if it was hidden.

After observing the surroundings for a while, and finding that Linise was in a coma, Presia glanced at Fitt, then turned to Elf and asked:

"Familiar, what happened just now?"

"Tsk."

Elf felt a little upset when she saw Prescia running to ask herself, but not Fite, but she felt the soothing gaze cast by Fite, and it was difficult for her to continue arguing with this old witch:

"What else could happen?"

"That huge robot knocked you out all of a sudden, caught us here, and detained us here, obviously to be transported back to trial."

Speaking of which, Elf looked at Presia with a mocking expression on her face and said:

"After all, you are a repeat offender who attacked the Time and Space Administration's fleet!"

"Impossible." Prescia immediately rejected the possibility of Elf's "Time and Space Administration": "The automatic intelligent machine that even my artillery magic can destroy at will, the Time and Space Administration does not have such a level."

Elf was stunned for a moment, and then said with a heartbroken expression: "It's not even worse, the Time and Space Administration can ask us to hire a lawyer, other civilizations may not be so kind!"

Prescia had a different idea about this. She actually knew in her heart that the things she had done, such as the 'artificial life experiment', the 'resurrection experiment of the dead', and the 'attack on the Time and Space Administration fleet', were placed in Midge. Erda, destined to be a life sentence, or even the end of the death penalty.

If you want to be immortal, you have to become a tool of the senior management of the Time and Space Administration, specializing in some of the things they want to study, and you can no longer be as free as you are now.

But if it wasn't for Mid-Zilda, although there were dangers, she might have a chance, a chance to choose a research direction.

After all, a SS-level great magister is a rare individual with less than ten people in the Time and Space Administration, not to mention a rare profession such as a 'magic researcher', which has extremely high value.

So no matter who captured her, there must be a plan. After all, if there is no plan, she will not be arrested in this way.

And if she asks, she can negotiate, even if she has low autonomy, but it may not give her the opportunity to continue to study the 'resurrection of the dead'.

On the other side, Elf, who saw Prescia settle down, muttered to herself, "Tsk, why did the old witch suddenly become quiet, does she know something?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, Elf also knew that the old witch who was the SS-level great magister opposite was the most knowledgeable of the four.

Thinking about it, she came to the answer that she was 'safe' to a certain extent through her judgment of the environment, which is why she was so confident.

However, she can do this, but Elf can't. After all, Fitt is also imprisoned here. Before she knows the enemy's purpose, she can't let go of her heart. If something happens to Fitt, she won't have a place to cry.

On the other side, Fitt, who was sitting alone in the light cell, curled up and looked at Prescia quietly.

It's a bit strange to say, this time is the longest time she has been with Prescia in the past few years.

In the past, it was Linis who was in charge of her daily life. Even the training of the magister was taught by Linis. At most, Presia came over occasionally to take a look. leave.

So it was the first time in years that I wanted to stay in the same place for such a long time.

Just when Prescia was worried about how to continue her experiment, Elf stared at Presia, and when Fette felt inexplicably alone time, she squeaked, and the closed metal door of the link hall slowly opened.

A wia like real gravity spread in from the door, but in an instant, the few people who were restrained by the light prison lowered their shoulders and lowered their heads.

It was not deliberate oppression, but a phenomenon that spontaneously generated the restless magic power in their bodies when a large number of powerful people approached.

Step, step, step!

The sound of leather shoes crossing the metal floor sounded.

Prescia, who lowered her head, could only see the legs of a figure, walking in front of her as if she was walking towards the silver metal throne, and behind him, huge mechanical beings were following him respectfully. , and then walked to both sides of the road one by one, walked behind the light prison where she was, and entered their proper seats.

tread!

The footsteps stopped, and the figure of the clothes swaying sounded, it seemed that someone sat down, and then the voice came from above.

"Raise your head."

The words fell, and the restless magic seemed to be ordered, one by one quieted down, neither restless nor active, even Prescia was stunned to find that she could no longer drive her own magic, and cast the convenient magic of the past.

In a word, let the magic power forbid... At the same time that Presia was horrified, her body involuntarily obeyed the words, raised her head, and looked at the figure on the metal throne.

Then, she saw a black-haired youth who was completely indescribable in words, as if beyond human aesthetics and could only be described as 'perfect'.

And at this moment, on the metal throne.

Su Jin lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the women whose pupils lost focus, and asked Beibebu, who was standing on the edge of the corner under the throne, with neither sadness nor joy:

"Is there only four of them?"

Beibeibu took a step forward, the huge three-meter-high body knelt on one knee, and said respectfully and humbly:

"Under the crown, only four carbon-based life forms with the property of 'survival' have been found, and all of them have been brought back."

Hearing the subordinate's report, Su Jin suddenly said:

"Yes, I asked you to bring back all the living beings. This is my mistake."

Hearing this sentence, Presia suddenly froze in her heart.

At this moment, Su Jin raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

Snapped……

The brilliance flashed, and a huge circular cultivation warehouse suddenly appeared in the middle of the road.

In the cultivation warehouse, the curly blond girl in a single coat was lying lifelessly in the green nutrient solution.

Looking at the training warehouse that suddenly appeared, and looking at the face that was much younger than himself, but exactly the same as his own, Te's pupils gradually enlarged.

Chapter 1438 to please

"Alicia...!"

The moment Prescia saw the cultivation warehouse, her emotions suddenly lost control, and she got close to the light prison like crazy, and shouted:

"What do you want to do to my Alicia!"

At the same time as she roared, lines of sight that exuded terrifying fluctuations all looked over, and voices filled with huge will directly overwhelmed her spirit:

"The mere carbon-based life dares to be presumptuous here!"

"In front of the great master, keep the quiet you deserve!"

"Kneel down and repent!"

With a thud, Presia, who was not physically strong, knelt on the metal floor with a bang, her knees suddenly turned red, and pain also entered her mind.

She tried to open her mouth to speak, but found that her language ability seemed to have disappeared at this time, unable to make a single sound.

At the same time as Prescia was suppressed, Fitt looked at the young figure exactly like himself in the training warehouse in horror, looking at Prescia with hope and fear and said:

"Mom, then... what is that? Who is that girl?"

Seeing that Fette violated the rules of 'forbidden speech' and spoke when the great master needed silence, the mechanical gods seemed to have not seen it, and even the electronic eyes remained silent, as if nothing had happened.

However, because of the wrong atmosphere, several people in the cage did not notice this obvious and outrageous double standard.

"It's a lie...but that's reasonable..." Elf lowered her voice and muttered to herself.

Before, she was thinking why Prescia was so rude to Fite, just like she was treating her enemies, she was her own daughter, but she had such a bad attitude.

But now, seeing the girl in the training cabin, Elf only felt that she knew the 'truth'.

If the one in the training barn is the real Fit, it's just that something happened and she died, and her current owner, Fit, is an orphan who was adopted by the other party and looks very similar to her daughter, then everything makes sense. .

But even so, shouldn't it be 'empathy' to spoil Fate? Why does Prescia usually slap or scold Fite, and sometimes even almost use the whip?

Is there anything she doesn't know about here?

"Mom." Fate called out again, which made Presia finally recover a little sanity. She looked at her miserable daughter who was placed in the center, then turned her head and looked at the figure on the throne.

Seeing this scene, Fite also turned his head and looked at Su Jin.

Those pitiful eyes made Su Jin's brows rise, but he said calmly:

"interesting."

He tapped the handle of the throne lightly with his index finger, and Presia suddenly found that she could speak again, and this time, she naturally didn't dare to shout, but just looked at Su Jin nervously.

If before, she still wanted to exchange autonomy, then now she will let Su Jin round and flatten.

Before, because she still had a connection with the Garden of Time, she knew that her daughter was still in the secret research room, and she could even sense that the Garden of Time was nearby, so she wasn't too worried, but now, her daughter's body was placed in front of her. , She completely lost the inch, for fear that the person in front of her was in a bad mood, so she disposed of her daughter's body.

Su Jin did not respond to Presia, but said lightly:

"Explain it to the girl who is looking for answers."

Hearing this, Prescia took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at Fate, who was looking at him eagerly, his expression swayed, and then he forced himself to be indifferent:

"What do you want to know?"

Fate hesitated for a while, and then asked cautiously:

"She... who is that girl?"

Presia said with a cold face: "She is Alicia, my only daughter."

"The only daughter?"

Fate was stunned. She had thought that the girl in the training warehouse was her sister or sister, but she didn't expect Presia to say something like this:

"Then who am I?"

"You?" Precia had a mocking look on her face: "You are just a replica I cultivated with Alicia's cells, a failed prop."

scare……

Fett's eyes widened with a look of disbelief.

"Hey, old witch, what did you say?!" Hearing this, Elf jumped up, grabbed the sizzling light prison railing, and said angrily, "Can you talk, bastard!"

Originally, Elf thought that Fett was just an adopted orphan, but now she was very wrong. She never imagined that Fate was actually a clone.