Chapter 1900

People in the battlefield spend a lot of time living like years. Every minute and every second needs to think a lot. When they are entangled by death and fate, time will become slow.

But the people who watch the war outside the battlefield are different. It is like watching the war movies. Time passes quickly between happiness and excitement.

According to suming's experience, most of the human beings in the universe are bloodthirsty. You may not dare to kill them. But for the temptation of sensory stimulation, most people are happy to see others kill.

Just, lying in the clouds, whether it is looking at the universe or the ground, we can only see the broader side, and life has become a simple series of numbers.

The battle of the fleet was over in time, and the nun had eaten, and was drinking soda with the bell. She never ate oranges. She liked the smell of soda these days. After all, the monastery was in a red earth wasteland.

"Is the orbital bombing going to start?"

She looked at the stars in the sky, which means that the battle in the sky is over.

"As planned, my fleet will launch bombing, driving some forces of all forces around to this place, triggering a big muddle." Su Ming nodded and he slowly rotated the water bottle: "but if Dorne can talk to the wolf and the great instructor, let the starfighter fleet bomb, so I can save some energy and ammunition."

Eiferrar showed a helpless expression. Starfighters and Imperial Navy often saved ammunition to kill the enemy better in the next battle, but the bell sounded more like a plan to save money?

But anyway, the orbital bombing started, and the skull drone flew back, providing new dynamic information for the bell.

"It seems that it's not possible to save the money." Su Ming sighed and drank the soda: "some army of chaos, green skin and insects have been driven over, attacking the dead spirits in different directions. In addition, there are original spirits here, the fleet will seal all their retreat, and let them start to consume war. We will be able to go down in a small time."

It is common for Su Ming to be in heaven and earth. After the dead spirits began to fight with the criminals in all directions, the bell fell vertically with the nun, making the cloak become the optical invisible cloth, hiding the two people and falling in the center of the circle.

"God killer, Luoyang shovel."

The golden weapon became something that nun had never seen, and the golden tools were stabbed into the ground and brought a shovel to the earth.

"This soil, green in the black, dig it from here." Su Ming pinched up a little soil, carefully looked and then gathered to the nose to smell, a face solemn.

"Is there any difference in the green soil?" The nun frowned.

"It's no different, it's just a little bit of ritual." Su Ming smiled and blinked at her, and then he took up the shovel and used the cosmic energy to punch the hole.

The nun didn't say anything, but sighed, her shoulders drooped.

Nowadays, the explosion of the universe energy in suming is just a few punches. Besides, a hole is made. The colorful light flashes. A round hole appears in front of the two people. The air mixed with the smell of soil suddenly rolls out, indicating what has been dug.

There is no air or water in the static stagnation chamber of space dead spirit. The air flow from the outside will rush in and out of the room due to pressure, and will bring some tomb flavor naturally.

Not the smell of corpses or dust, but a very strange sweet smell. Some chemicals mean, Su Ming guess it might be lubricating oil?

He looked around, the cloak's optical stealth is still useful, not far away the dead spirit even did not detect what they were doing here.

"Let's go."

She held the nun around, and the two flew down, and the cloak cleverly squeezed some mud, and then hid the entrance of the two men again before catching up.

I don't know how long it has dropped, but according to the feeling of the surrounding temperature by stranding, the two people have dropped by at least a thousand meters, and finally they are standing on the ground of metal.

There was a dark area around, and only a faint crackle of crushed stone fell to the ground.

Needless to say, the nun did not hide her spiritual power when they moved together. Only a raised hand, a big ball, as if made of lightning, appeared on her head, as a lighting.

It seems that the tunnel leading to the bottom of the earth can not be seen at once, and it is spacious enough to stop the two sides of the corridor of the starship, full of the story of the dynasty of the fearsome.

Through the same artistic means as frescoes, they record their glorious past, of course, but also the past.

Now it is empty, nothing but death, and a sad and sad feeling has struck the heart of Alfred.

But the bell seemed to be unconscious, but he looked at the lightning ball on the nun's head and said, "you have a head that is too bad to kick, and the spirit is crying if you can use it like this."What's not good to learn? Head ball like a seal?

The nun was still looking at the sculptures on both sides. Hearing this, she turned her eyes and said, "it's just for lighting. What else do you want? Just be practical. "

"You've been convicted of heresy. It won't be good to pursue beauty a little bit." Su Ming directly reached out to grab the lightning ball, and a feeling of crispness and numbness came from the strangulation. He pinched the ball and pulled it like hand pulled noodles between his hands. He stuck it back to the nun's back like a pair of small wings: "OK, if you wear less, you will be more like the angel of Vimy."

"Who is Vimy?"

The nun turned her head and looked at her lightning wings. In principle, if the lightning ball was touched, it would explode. But she deliberately controlled it to cooperate with the movement of the knell, so that the energy could be shaped.

"Don't care about the details. If you can understand the words and reliefs on the wall, have a look."

Instead of answering the question, Su Ming went to the wall and reached for the dry and cold carving.

It's all black stone. This kind of special material for fear of death seems to be stone, but it is also a kind of multi-purpose mysterious material in essence. The black stone technology of the dead souls is incomprehensible to human beings.

They are supposed to be in one of the sub tombs now. The place where his palm is pressed is exactly a picture of a space dead king with his hands up to the sky, making a gesture of "praising the sun". The skeleton is standing at the top of the pyramid, while rows of skeletons kneel down below.

"Then you'll have to get me a real" Vimy wing. "It sounds like a good thing The nun turned her mouth and manipulated the power to extend the wings of light behind her, so that the light could shine farther.

As they moved on, she began to read the words on the wall.

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