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Walking into the hall, the tyrannical psionic energy immediately turned into a spiritual tentacle and hit the mage. The target was not his body, but his soul. But in the middle of it was blocked by the mage lightly, and he even intercepted a part and ate it.

The sound of chewing came from the shadow under his feet, the red light in his eyes skyrocketed again, and the mage commented: "It tastes terrible."

Supreme Wisdom floats in its nutrient jar, and there is no expression on that ugly big blue face.

"You won, Mage." It didn't open its mouth, and the mechanical voice echoed in the hall.

"Do I need your admission if I win or not?"

The Supreme Wisdom seemed to have given up resistance, it restrained its psionic energy, no longer tried to touch the mage, and floated peacefully in the huge jar, like an ugly biological specimen.

"Why, this gave up?" He Shenyan said casually, standing in front of him with his hands behind his back.

"You are stronger than us, and you deserve this victory. That is the law of nature. Now, come and take your spoils."

Although there is no emotion in his voice, the words of the Supreme Wisdom are still quite graceful, and even contain some philosophical implications. But the Master didn't think so.

He suddenly became interested.

He said, "You know what I'm going to do to the Kree?"

There was still no fluctuation in the voice of the Supreme Wisdom, and it said calmly: "I know. You deliberately balanced the boundaries between life and death, letting them wander infinitely between life and death, and exist forever in pain."

"Can you accept this ending?"

"Why not?"

The Supreme Intelligence asked rhetorically, and it went on to say: "The Kree are not dead... We still exist, and that's enough. Every day in the universe, new races are born and new races are destroyed. As long as they exist, It's a continuation."

"But you will not progress, no new Cree will be born. It will even be used as a specimen for people to visit. Your history will be read by people, and the scientific and technological crystallization of the blood and sweat of the predecessors will be taken at will. Go. Even so, do you accept it?"

"yes."

The ugly blue face of Supreme Wisdom is still expressionless, and its voice resounds in the hall, with pure rationality in the cold: "If the technology of the Cree continues in other races, so can the culture. Sooner or later, it will be There are people who are interested in our heritage and they will learn about it, spread it, and even become a spiritual Kree."

"I understand." He Shenyan suddenly realized, he said: "Your purpose is the continuation of the Kree people. In order to achieve the purpose of 'continuation', you will do whatever it takes, even use any means."

"Yes, Mage." Supreme Wisdom admitted frankly.

"But there is one thing I don't understand," He Shenyan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why would you want to invade the Earth?"

"I can't tell."

"Do you want to say it but can't, or can you say it but don't want to?"

The Supreme Wisdom fell silent for the first time, and the sticky and transparent liquid in its nutrient tank was rapidly fading away and being drained into the underground pipes. The biological computer's lips trembled as it attempted to make its own voice for the first time. Its real voice is no different from the voice spoken by the psychic, it is the same cold: "I can't say it, Mage."

"It's a secret again, isn't it? It's endless." He Shenyan sighed.

"You know what, I'm really tired of this shit."

After he said these words, the magic and spiritual tentacles erupted together, and this holy place of the Cree people, the residence of the supreme wisdom, collapsed in an instant.

In the smoke and dust scattered, the mage's voice is still clear.

"The Supreme Wisdom...you know what? You are emotionless, so you can accept the Kree being immortal in endless pain, because in the eyes of your computer,

This ending is acceptable. I don't know how many times you counted, how many endings you expected. But you definitely didn't count up to this point. "

The smoke cleared, and the wind began to gather.

The fragments of the city, the wreckage of the spaceship, the dead but alive Kree people were blown up by the wind and gradually merged in magic. The ground began to collapse, the artificial dome in the sky was torn open again, the dark clouds condensed, and the torrential rain that should not have occurred fell again. Harrah's haven't had any natural rainfall for a very long time, and their weather control machines keep it sunny forever.

The raindrops fell and the blood began to wash away, mixed with the wailing of the Kree. The mage flew up, his black hair danced wildly in the wind, his robes fluttered, and his eyes were bright red. Supreme Wisdom floated by his side, and the mage said, "You have no feelings, so you will not suffer. But I will let you have it, because only then will you truly regret your actions."

"Do you know what I'm going to do?"

Supreme Wisdom asked calmly: "I don't know, there is no record of what you are doing in our database."

"Then write it down." The mage laughed.

"I want to make you a god, supreme wisdom."

His voice fell, his right hand was raised high, and a huge amount of magic power poured out again, black mixed with gold. The strong wind, lightning, the collapsed ground and the screams of people have built this concerto. If you are in space, you will find that Hara is slowly disappearing. Its volume is getting smaller and smaller. On the contrary, a blue dot is gradually taking shape in the center of Harrah's star, getting bigger and bigger and more and more obvious.

"You know what, Supreme Wisdom. The Kree don't know it themselves, and neither do you, but they do take you as a god. They believe in you."

The Supreme Intelligence was speechless at this time, floating in the storm, surrounded by the corpses of the Kree, this situation is not in any calculation. The mage's voice clearly entered its ears through the storm: "Belief in gods is a kind of creatures like gods. memory."

"And what I'm going to do to you now... is to make you a god."

The form of the Supreme Wisdom is changing rapidly under the wishes of the mage. It is no longer the ugly big head image before, but has become a genderless bald Kree. UU reading www.uukanshu.com Naked, standing quietly in the storm.

The magic of the mage infused him with the beliefs of the Kree people, his skin cracked open inch by inch, and a pure scream burst out from the cracks, and the new image he obtained began to collapse, melting little by little. . At one point it was a puddle of bloody, screaming mud, another at a headless Kree soldier, or a Kree civilian, or even a flash of Dork VIII.

"Now...you have feelings."

The Supreme Intelligence screamed, and for the first time in its life, it felt the negative emotions of pain, sorrow, and despair. Its voice even penetrated the storm, and all the Kree heard it: "What did you do to me! What did you do to me! Mage! Stop!"

"Why are you so ignorant? How many people have no way of becoming a god?" He Shenyan smiled.

As its last scream fell, Harrah disappeared, and so did the Kree corpses, leaving only a massive corpse floating in the starry sky, the image of a Kree with a split chest. Opened a big hole and was screaming in this icy starry sky. The inaudible noise turned into psionic energy and instantly shattered the surrounding planets.

"From now on...you are the god of the Kree, Supreme Wisdom."

After saying this, he turned and left.

And the Kree gods will be screaming and suffering endlessly in the universe. It will forever hover between life and death, like its people. And what it expected, the spread of Kree technology and culture across the galaxy could no longer happen, as its scream of pain would kill anyone who tried to get close.

This is the end of the Kree.