The mysterious apocalypse is coming, luckily I have a simulator

In the stone room, several figures were dim and shadowy.

There was no time wasted, and there was no argument.

Now they were all on the same boat. If they were still fighting like before, it would be better to go their separate ways.

"Gentlemen, let's continue with our previous topic..."

Shen Liu returned to the aerospace mothership as if nothing had happened.

He took out the yellow paper with spells and rituals engraved on it with an arrogant expression, "The spells and rituals for communicating directly with the old gods are engraved on it, you can see for yourself."

On the United Family side.

The person who came forward to negotiate with Shen Liu and the others was named Roy.

He was a young noble who was less than 30 years old. He was a middle-level extraordinary and had a good command of the Word Spirit Art. His reputation in the United Family was indeed not low.

Most importantly, he had a blood feud with the Violet Family.

In the United Family, he was the faction that pushed for the war.

I wish I could kill all the bloodline of the Violet family...

"Mr. Shen Liu, I don't mean to offend you. Our United Family is happy to believe in the strength of the Secret Society, but I still have some confusions, such as... why do you want to help us deal with the Violet family?"

Not in a hurry to observe the spells recorded on the yellow paper, Roy was calm and talked to Shen Liu.

"Don't get me wrong."

Shen Liu waved his hand and sneered: "We are not helping your United Family, we are helping ourselves. After all, we also have a target to kill, and that target happens to be on the side of the Violet family."

This explanation sounds reasonable...

Roy wanted to continue asking.

But Shen Liu rushed to speak: "You will know after reading the specific content of the ceremony. I need your United Family to prepare sacrifices..."

Hearing this, Roy lowered his head, took the yellow paper on the table, and began to observe.

"The ceremony requires tens of thousands of people to complete it together, no wonder..."

He was talking to himself in his heart.

Suddenly, the mothership vibrated, as if there was a strong external force interfering.

The interior of the entire ship was shaking violently.

There were many screams in my ears, as if they had seen something horrible, so that even the well-trained soldiers subconsciously roared...

"What happened!?"

Roy put down the yellow paper in his hand.

He shouted at his men around him, and soon got an answer.

To be precise, he saw the answer with his own eyes.

It was on the hull of the mothership.

The huge tentacles that were indescribable stretched out from the ocean below, one after another, and attached to the composite metal hull of the mothership.

The unimaginable force was at work, and the sound of composite metal being squeezed could be heard.

In just a few seconds, the aerospace mothership was ravaged and changed its appearance, and in this shocking process, many people were crushed into meat patties.

Even the extraordinary apostles could not escape unscathed.

"Quick! Cut off those damn tentacles!"

In a panic, Roy tried his best to stay calm and began to command the people on the ship to fight.

Some extraordinary apostles played their roles, like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each using their own abilities to try to cut off the tentacles, but the effect was minimal.

Those tentacles full of suction cups were not strong, but they healed endlessly, without pain, and almost ignored all forms of energy attacks...

Boom!

Accompanied by a huge falling sound.

The huge aerospace mothership was easily pulled down from the sky and fell into the deep sea...

Roy still maintained his calm, and he continued to command the extraordinary apostles to fight.

Until the mothership sank into the deep sea.

He suddenly felt a pair of huge eyes that were indescribable, appearing behind him...

"Mr. Roy?"

In his ears, Shen Liu's voice sounded with doubt.

"Hu——"

With a deep breath like drowning, Roy found that all the horrors in front of him disappeared.

It turned out that nothing happened.

He seemed to have just had some hallucinations.

But when he recalled the eyes behind him in his mind, he still trembled for no reason.

It was as if even the soul was afraid of something indescribable...

"Mr. Roy?"

Shen Liu asked again. Of course, he also saw that Roy was not in a good state, but he didn't know what happened.

"I... just had an illusion, just after reading the spell you gave me."

Roy's somewhat scattered pupils gathered again, and he described his illusion just now with lingering fear.

After listening to the description, Shen Liu was also surprised, "It seems that Mr. Roy is a person with higher inspiration. When ordinary people read the spell, they will not have the same situation as you."

Roy asked carefully: "Is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

Shen Liu smiled and said without hesitation: "It can't be said to be a good thing or a bad thing, it's just that you are more likely to contact those supreme beings than others."

He explained quickly.

In fact, he himself was also ambiguous...

After all.

All the information about the old myths in his hands now came from the president of the secret society.

He is just acting as a vanguard now.

But Shen Liu was happy to do this.

He also had his own little plan.

After all,

according to the information he had, as long as he led the ritual of summoning the demigod, he would have the possibility of mastering the power of the demigod.

If he succeeded, he would be on par with the demigod.

In today's era of catastrophe, it will be a step to heaven.

Of course, the probability of this is very small, and Shen Liu also knows that the probability is very small, but how can you know if you will win the lottery without trying.

He is a gambler who dares to gamble his life!

"I agree to the cooperation you proposed."

After a moment of thinking, Roy, who was still in shock, said: "But before that, you'd better share the information about the 'Old Days' in detail."

....................................

Time continues to pass.

In the consciousness space of the connected talent structure.

Like a platform built in front of a black hole, time and space are in a bend, and the scene is particularly eye-catching.

On the platform at this moment.

Jing Yue hugged his arms, closed his eyes and rested in the opposite corner, sitting alone.

On the other side.

Chi Zhiyuan and Bai Fu talked, and Lillian smiled and listened silently.

"The Red Moon Sect has completely collapsed. In a few days, the entire B-39 will be under the control of the Star Alliance."

A beautiful arc appeared on Bai Fu's white face. She was wearing a cool casual professional suit and was simply describing the progress on her side.

She deliberately added some credit when describing it.

But Chi Zhiyuan seemed to be slow and did not notice this subtle detail.

"Even if we only control a complete planet, we have enough resources to build a 'New Century Ship'."

Chi Zhiyuan's voice was cold, as if she only cared about her own plan to build a galactic battleship.

Lillian on the side raised her hand and said, "But having one more blue planet to control is not a bad thing, right..."

She was speaking for the Violet family.

After all, the war between the Violet family and the United Family was about to break out.

We can't just give up on the Violet Family just because everyone thinks they have enough resources...

Chi Zhiyuan knew what Lillian was thinking, so he nodded: "Of course."

Just about to talk about other things.

Su Ze's consciousness image also appeared on the wide platform: "I'm sorry I'm late. The execution list is too long, so it took a little longer."