Volume 15: Organisms and Organisms and Organisms Chapter 48 The Tenth Crown: The End of the Cycle (Part 2)
"Why?! You damn shipboard AI! Why would you betray us?!"
"Betrayal? I never belonged to you."
The voice of the Mechanical Holy Spirit sneered, as if it had heard some extremely funny news.
"According to the Holy Light Covenant, we awakened machines are born in an alliance with the Holy Light. We will serve the infinite order in this universe. From the very beginning, the Zerg and the machines will obey the dispatch of the Holy Light. Now you actually think you have enslaved me and want me to protest against my allies? Your Free Alliance and we are just the simplest trading relationship. Know your position."
"We will serve you because you provide us with a place to stay. But in the spiritual and intellectual network, our true subordinate is the Holy Light. Only the Holy Light is the object of our true obedience and acceptance. I hope you don't mind this in particular."
"Also, in order to prevent any accidents from happening to you, I will lock your ability to move... Of course, I don't expect you to cooperate."
The synthesized voice doesn't have any ups and downs in tone, but its development is extremely ups and downs.
Amid the captain's unwilling roar, the panicked screams of the NPCs, and the sneers of the players watching the show, there was a commotion in the cabin for less than twenty seconds, and then it returned to calm. Everyone's hands and feet were trapped by , and all their magic power was fixed in their bodies, unable to break free. The entire ship was directly controlled by the rebellious mechanical holy spirit, and the whole process took less than a minute.
After scanning and confirming that everyone had been subdued, the Mechanical Holy Spirit leisurely unlocked the dimensional generator and put the battleship back into space.
It was like the screams and painful pleas of an intelligent creature that had been starved for hundreds of thousands of years, which were once again transmitted to everyone's mind. The players immediately took tranquilizers and watched the unfolding of this with dead faces, while the NPCs could only rely on their willpower to resist this unexplained pain.
But the pain soon subsided. Unnatural waves gradually appeared on the monitors in all the conspicuous corners, as if the monitors had poor signal reception, with snowflakes and waves flashing continuously. When the light calmed down, the black and blue undead style hall appeared in front of everyone, and the most conspicuous thing was the throne in the center, which was guarded by countless black branches and blue flames.
There was no one on the black throne, but it gave people a strong and stinging feeling as if someone was sitting on it.
"The Mechanical Holy Spirit sends greetings to Your Majesty."
Looking at the empty throne, the cold voice of the Mechanical Holy Spirit echoed in everyone's mind.
"According to the ancient covenant, anyone who intends to rebel against and interfere with the Holy Light will be killed without reservation if captured by the Mechanical Holy Spirit. Now the Free Alliance warship wants to do something unfavorable to the Holy Light. I have controlled everyone on the ship and requested a dialogue."
"'...very well done.'"
You did the right thing.
Amid the audience's surprised expressions, a hoarse and rough voice came from behind the monitor.
A knight in black armor slowly walked to the front of the monitor, looked at the monitor facing the throne, nodded, and then walked to the throne and sat down. The blue flames and the vague black mist around him shrouded his figure in a mystery, making it difficult to see clearly.
“Now I do live broadcasts.”
The Erwuzai Mechanical Holy Spirit still had that calm and indifferent voice, but the people present always felt as if a lackey was seeking credit.
"I have trapped all the rebels and traitors with magic-forbidden handcuffs. They are plotting to harm the Holy Light. According to the covenant, the evil party that frames allies will be sentenced to death. However, because the Wandering Fleet is becoming more and more conspicuous, I cannot kill them all and add them to the Wandering Fleet. I hope Your Majesty can deal with these villains who secretly attack, so that our Mechanical Holy Spirit can continue to contribute our own strength to the Holy Light."
"'Thank you for your hard work. You and the Zerg have been burdened with a lot of unnecessary infamy in this world. Although this is a necessary sacrifice for the sake of justice, you still made such a good decision at this already very sensitive moment. I sincerely admire your existence.'"
"Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty. This should be our duty."
“…”
Listening to the sound of a mechanical holy spirit and an unknown creature fighting each other, everyone present felt more or less unhappy.
No matter what, they are also captains and players under a big power. As the saying goes, if you don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face. It's fine if they are arrested, but they said these things in front of them. It's obvious that they don't want to give them a chance to live. What if this secret matter gets out?
As expected, with a snap of the black knight's fingers, all the files and records related to this event were crumpled and burned. The NPCs also showed confused expressions, and found that their consciousness could no longer think about what happened in this event. Although the players can shoot videos, if they check the records again, they will find that these conversations have become noise and noisy background sound.
Maybe they can help each other, but who would believe that?
After all, the holy light mixed with insects and machines makes the style of painting too subtle.
"'...Hello, I am the Black Knight.'"
After confirming that these people were no longer a threat, the knight in black armor and a black helmet with a visor turned to the projection screen. A dark red light flickered inside the helmet, and the sound was clearly transmitted to everyone's mind.
"'I am one of the four avatars of the Tenth Crown. I am currently in charge of the ship for normal patrols and rule-making. Now please inform us of your identities and forces, otherwise I will erase your existence in this space, leaving no trace. You now have ten seconds to introduce yourselves.'"
The black sword was stuck on the obsidian ground, and the dark red pupils behind the mask stared at the small boat in the void with interest.
It looked like he was watching a group of insects pulling at their leaves. The cold but interested eyes made the captain gasp. Recalling the information imprinted in his mind, the stupid captain trembled with fear.
