Doomsday Super Farm

Li Tianran no longer paid attention to the Bronze Palace because he was sure that the other party could not cause much harm to Kuangxi Island.

A miracle building without apostles, a miracle building whose technological weapons have not been fully unlocked, and only relying on some inferior sequence followers in this group, also wants to attack Kuangxi Island?

This seems... a bit ridiculous!

Li Tianran looked directly at the Tower of Babel below. He was silent for a moment and gently pressed his finger on the "Valley of Death" launch button.

After clearing away all the followers of Guangfeng who broke into the Kunlun giant ship, Li Tianran no longer had any worries. He decided to release the most lethal attack of the Kunlun giant ship to end the war as soon as possible.

As he pressed his fingers, the terrifying energy that had previously dissipated in the air gathered again, and a fist-sized thunder ball quickly formed under the Kunlun giant ship and continued to expand.

Seeing this scene, the Storm Apostle in the Tower of Babel looked extremely solemn.

"Hei Ye...are you sure?" Apostle Gust Wind asked softly.

In front of it, an electronic display screen showed the figures of the Night Apostles. During the indiscriminate bombardment of the Kunlun giant ship just now, the two apostles had already hid in their own miracle buildings.

At this time, the Night Apostle opened his mouth slowly and answered the Storm Apostle's question: "After all, when it comes to that person... no one dares to be 100% sure. She... is the most special one among us after all."

"The triangular tower is also the most special one among the miracle buildings."

The Storm Apostle looked at the expanding terrifying thunderball below the Kunlun giant ship, and felt the suffocating energy fluctuations getting bigger and bigger, and a trace of uneasiness appeared on his perfect face full of divinity.

"This is definitely the power of the sub-annihilation star. Do you know what this means?" Apostle of Storm said softly.

"It means that if there is no protection and a head-on confrontation, even the miracle building will be blown into ruins..." the Night Apostle said slowly.

"I don't want to suffer the same fate as Sky Apostle, do you understand?" Storm Apostle asked very seriously.

"We don't want any more apostles to die." The Night Apostle said, "Your fate is connected with our entire civilization. Don't worry, no one wants you to die."

"If the energy fluctuation is too great and cannot be awakened..., I will immediately share the impact with the Tower of Babel."

"This is a bold attempt, we must do it, otherwise, that person may not be able to escape from the Breathless Island for the rest of his life."

After listening to the words of the Night Apostle, the Storm Apostle was silent for a moment and hung up the electronic communication.

In the sky, the thunderball's fluctuations were getting bigger and bigger, it was almost completely formed, and it could crash down at any time.

…

"Everyone has entered the combat position!"

"The boundary tower barrier has been activated!"

"Ground guns, anti-aircraft guns activated!"

"The Sihailongwang engine is running normally!"

"The Wall of Burning Steel is fully charged!"

On Kuangxi Island, facing the raging Bronze Palace, the island has already prepared all countermeasures, all firepower has entered the state of being ready for launch, and all personnel have arrived at their posts.

Just wait until the Bronze Palace enters the attack range, and then you can give it a head-on attack.

"All conditions on the island are normal."

Reports from various systems were quickly conveyed to the command room. Chen Yu commanded calmly and suddenly asked the person next to him: "By the way, has someone changed in the secret room?"

As the supreme commander who stayed on Kuangxi Island, Chen Yu knew the importance of the secret room on the top floor of the supreme command center.

Hanhan is lying there now, being watched over day and night by a group of intelligent pioneers.

"A new person has just come over, and there are a group of replacements who will take turns taking care of them. There will be no problem." someone replied.

Chen Yu nodded. This was her first time staying on Kuangxi Island as the supreme commander, commanding a war with the apostles. She was still a little uneasy.

She is not worried that the pioneers under her command will make any mistakes in the war, because in countless wars, these people's minds and tactics have been honed to perfection.

The only thing she was worried about was that if the war dragged on for too long, the intelligent brain evolvers in the secret room who were responsible for cutting off the nerves in Hanhan's brain would become exhausted and could not be replaced in a short time, which would eventually lead to the Earth Apostle completely waking up.

"Assemble another group of people and replace them in three waves to prevent any possible accidents." Chen Yu gave the order crisply, and soon, twenty more people were selected from the intellectual pioneers.

"No matter what happens, you are not allowed to leave the Governor's sister's side."

The door to the secret room opened and closed, and the backs of twenty intellectual pioneers disappeared from Chen Yu's sight.

…

In the secret room.

The pale Hanhan was lying quietly on the platform. There were many lines connected to her brain and body. On the instruments on the side of the secret room, there were clear data showing her physical condition.

Heartbeat, pulse, and mental activity frequency.

Twenty intelligent pioneers formed a circle and stared at Hanhan intently.

Suddenly, an indicator on the instrument began to rise rapidly.

"The frequency of mental activity has begun to increase, and her brain nerves have begun to reconnect!" said a staff member in charge of the observation equipment.

As soon as he finished speaking, the twenty intellectual pioneers surrounding Hanhan all exerted their strength, and the terrifying brain wave turbulence rushed into Hanhan's brain like a sea, causing wanton destruction.

Beads of sweat overflowed from everyone's forehead, and their muscles trembled slightly. It was obvious that even if twenty people worked together, it would be very difficult to suppress the brain nerves that destroyed Hanhan.

Thirty seconds later, when the pioneers were a little exhausted, the staff member in charge of the observation equipment spoke again: "The frequency of mental activity has stabilized and it can be stopped!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

This shows that the newly regenerated brain nerves in Hanhan's brain have been severed again.

A look of pain appeared on her little face.

"It's so pitiful..." A female pioneer saw this scene and couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know how long she will have to endure such pain."

No one could answer her question.

Starting from the day when the ancient civilization revived, every fifteen minutes, the pioneers would work together to destroy Hanhan's brain nerves.

Constantly reborn and torn apart.

Hanhan has endured this kind of pain thousands of times!

And in the future, I don’t know when it will stop!