Will the out-of-control servitor meet the cosmic cat?

But when it was the grand duke of the sect, a devout believer, and the most heinous lackey—it betrayed once again.

It betrayed its identity as a "running dog".

"Squeak~"

The door of the prayer room opened slowly, and the 12 devout priests who were used for offering sacrifices had already taken their positions on the stage, just waiting for its arrival.

It's time for prayer.

Before taking the last step, it turned back and looked at a bishop in black robe standing at the door—even though there was no verbal communication, it just tapped lightly knowing what the Grand Duke wanted to ask He nodded, indicating that everything was ready.

It nodded in satisfaction.

Today, cults are doomed to perish, becoming part of the gods they serve.

But Tukka—never, just like that, perishes.

Neither the High Voice who deceived them, nor the filthy warp creature opposite.

Even if they fail, they still have to bite off a piece of flesh from these disgusting subspace creatures to let them know that Tukeka is definitely not a flock of sheep that are allowed to herd and prey at will.

Feeling the subspace signal network that has entered the activated state and spanning the 14 star fields of the religious order, and feeling everything it has carefully prepared over the years, a smile appeared on the corner of its mouth.

It's time for this warp creature, who has always been aloof and regards them as food, to see the resistance from intelligent creatures.

It took off the ring in its hand, and at the speed that all the priests had no time to react, it ruthlessly pressed it into a metal device embedded in the floor on the prayer table that they had never seen before.

The subspace communication device that was once used to spread the pollution of the gods to the entire civilization, and spread all over the residential areas, suddenly became a reverse communication device that spread the "pollution of the universe" to the subspace.

No matter how powerful the consciousness of a Tukeka individual is, its absolute strength of consciousness is so small that it can be ignored compared with subspace creatures, and because the consciousness of intelligent creatures in this universe is fundamentally different from subspace, therefore They themselves do not have the possibility of polluting and tampering with other biological consciousness like subspace pollution.

In itself, it is like this.

"The communication network has been fully connected, and the No. [-] preset plan is being implemented."

Strange, completely incomprehensible language echoed in the empty hall, and the surrounding priests stood up in shock, asking what it was doing—but before they could speak, accompanied by hidden gunshots, these loyal priests The priest was already lying on the ground.

"There is no turning back for us."

The bishop in black robes threw the suppressed pistol aside, his voice was full of fear and anger—it should be fearful, after all, this is the most complete betrayal of the gods, and it is what a believer can do. The most profane act.

Even if it knew that it should do this, its polluted thinking over the years had made it difficult for it to restrain its fear of betrayal and its anger at the Grand Duke's betrayal.

As one of the largest apostates of the order, it is doing everything in its power to restrain its desire to shoot at the archduke, at itself, at all the apostates it knows-this is what they can't do. The root cause of the cult's out of control, they have been utterly polluted, utterly corrupted.

Even people like them who are so clear about the truth of the gods and who know that everything they do are for Tukeka can hardly control this kind of polluted thinking, let alone those ordinary believers?

This is also the reason why every grand duke's secret rebellion ended in failure—of course, in the eyes of the outside world, they just died of sudden illness. After all, the subspace creature still wants them to continue to fight against foreign races for it , Looting the soul, it doesn't want others to know its true face.

"Yes, there is no turning back." Seeing the increasing progress bar on the screen, the Grand Duke said softly, "However, this is already the limit of what we can do.

"No grand duke has been able to carry out the rebellion plan to such a stage—what's more, before that, they didn't have this device from the Taga civilization. Their rebellion has always been doomed to fail and useless."

"The signal has peaked and is awaiting further instructions."

"Go." Hearing the continuous sound of firefights outside the door, the black-clothed bishop took one last look at the great monarch who saved it from lies and pollution, "Promise me, let that disgusting subspace scum Take a look, Tukeka's true power."

"it is good."

The Grand Duke promised.

Looking at the back of the bishop carrying the rifle and walking towards the gate without turning his head, it turned around and resolutely turned to the precious treasure that they took back from the Taga civilization without the knowledge of the Voice of the Highest. The relic, issued her final order.

"Subspace infiltration device, boost mode, highest power, start."

"Target--"

"I."

Volume 220 The Road to the Cat League: Chapter [-] The End of Tukeka Civilization

Tukka, liquidated.

Accompanied by such an urgent news break, people understand that the group of hateful racial cleansers who caused the 411 tragedy on the opposite side have completely come to an end.

The city that was once bustling with people is now only left with a bleak and cold breeze. On the streets and in the factories, there are Tukeka's corpses everywhere.

Every planet is like this - no one can escape it.

"They... just perished like this?"

Looking at the footage captured by the tiny probe, Stewart felt a little... unreal.

"red?"

Not getting a reply from Hong, Stuart turned around and said with some doubts.

"That so-called 'Voice of the Most High'...something doesn't seem quite right."

Hong's voice seemed a little hesitant.

"What's the matter, is there a problem?"

"The energy before it disappeared doesn't seem to have increased much." The more Hong thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, "According to my induction, its energy intensity has only increased by about 30% compared to before--according to Estimated from the growth rate when the religious order sacrificed the population before, the growth that the entire religious order can provide should be at least 90% or more."

"Aren't there a lot of Tukkas still alive?"

"No, it won't." Hong denied this guess, "According to the current observation data, the vast majority of the population of the religious order must have died—in fact, if it is not for the consideration of rigor, to prevent possible The accidents that occurred, it can be said that they have been completely wiped out."

"That is how the matter?"

Both Stuart and the cat alliance officers present were very puzzled by this.

"Your Excellency, can you now feel the specific location of the subspace creature on the opposite side?"

Hong shook his head: "After Tukeka was liquidated, it has completely lost its trace—according to No. 2945, after the entire corrupt civilization is liquidated, that subspace creature will lose its signal to this place. anchored, and cannot be traced back.”

"That is to say, it has left? And it can't be found?"

"Yes."

Hong didn't know whether to regret or be happy—on the one hand, letting this subspace creature leave with enough food and drink, and lost its trace since then, it will undoubtedly be difficult to find it in the future, which is tantamount to her revenge. The plan was over before it could even begin.

But on the other hand, the other party left like this, but it also avoided the head-on confrontation between the two of them-although at present, Hong knows that she and Li must be somewhat special, but no matter what, she is just a It's just a newborn cub, and it's definitely hard to win a battle with such a veteran who is already much stronger than her and now eats a whole civilization to make up for herself.

It's like when two top predators in the wild encounter each other, they usually choose to take a step back when they are not fully sure-unless there is some reason to go, otherwise it is so big outside, why bother with a capable one? How about even killing one's own equal opponent to fight with one's life?

Everyone is out to eat, there is no need.

Of course, Hong’s situation is different. Others can only go out to hunt, but she can photosynthesize at home. She shows her paws to protect her cubs, not to protect her food. This is even more dangerous. Anyone with a little common sense I know that the mother beast that guards the cubs is the most vicious, and it is not necessary to snatch food from such a dangerous animal.

"Doesn't that mean that no matter what happened to it, it has basically nothing to do with us?" Regarding this, someone asked, "It can't be found anyway."

"That's the reason." Hong nodded, "I just feel that there must be something tricky in it—if possible, it's better to figure it out."

"That's true."

"However, what you said is also reasonable. Now that the matter is over, don't think too much - besides, even if there are possible clues, we have to wait until we land on their planets to find out." Waving his hands, "Let's talk about this later, for now, let's enjoy this victory."

"Yes!"

...

Coincidentally, when the decision was made to set up the Victory Day, people were surprised to find that the time when the other party was liquidated happened to be the early morning of April 4th in Catus standard time.

On April 4th, a familiar time - on this day 11 years ago, the warships of the religious order who were exiled to the Cat League blatantly attacked their ferry boat, killing a total of 11 people and injuring 53 people, creating a shocking situation. The 144 tragedy that the entire cat league was angry about.

And on the same day 11 years later, after being defeated by the Red Front and their plan to harvest souls was completely ruined, they were finally backlashed by the "gods" they believed in and completely disappeared in the world. In this vast galaxy.

Faced with such a coincidence, Hong can only describe it in one sentence.

Come out and mix, always have to pay back.

If you don’t count the casualties of the ferry boat that year, and only look at the war stage after the wormhole opened, no one in the Cat League actually died—the largest casualty event related to the war in this 9-year war , It was just an engineer who accidentally cut off an arm by a laser because of an operation error.

This kind of minor injury is really not worth mentioning. After five days and a half months of training, you can go out with a new mechanical arm to play handsome-although Cat League has completely replaced him with a biological arm that is exactly the same as the original one. The technology is even less difficult than changing the mechanical arm, but under the strong request of the person involved, Hong still replaced it with this very handsome mechanical arm.

Yes, Hong knew very well that the reason why the engineer wanted to change the mechanical arm was because he was handsome—he even specifically asked not to wear the bionic skin, but to use the original silver-white metal shell, the purpose of which was already very obvious.

"Hey Occam, you have lunch..."

"What? How do you know I have a super handsome robot installed?"

"Occam, let's go dark together at night..."

"Oh? How did you know that I installed this multifunctional robot arm?"

"Occam, there is your courier, you come..."

"Oh, I didn't want to be so public, but you are all so interested, so I had to reluctantly show it to everyone."

After finishing speaking, he had to reach for the courier in a gesture that looked like he was trying his best to cover up, but actually wanted to be seen by everyone present - it looked like he needed a beating.

In less than a day, the entire industrial area knew that because of the accident, this senior engineer named Occam could be replaced with a handsome high-level manipulator with many functions.

But don't tell me, in the cat league, this is really enviable.

Although Maomeng's prosthetic body technology is actually very developed, and even because of the technical reserves of the former Catus, the progress of the prosthetic body technology is higher than their current biotechnology, if you really want to do it, don't talk about mechanical hands It's okay to mechanize everything below the head.

However, due to some reasons, the prosthesis coverage rate of Maomeng is actually very low.

Red itself does not prohibit Maomeng people from changing their own prosthetic bodies, and has even been working hard to promote prosthetic body technology, constantly creating new prosthetic bodies with better performance and safer, and due to Maomeng's excellent society There is no need to worry about the mutual discrimination between natural people and prosthetics like humans do. When seeing prosthetics, everyone's first reaction is "I'm super handsome" or something ,discriminate?

This thing has been insulated from the cat alliance for many years.

Logically speaking, since the law of the Cat League itself allows the transformation of prosthetic bodies, the social atmosphere is very good, and the technology is mature and easy to use, there should be many people who pursue prosthetic bodies to take the initiative to transform them—but in fact, this is not the case Generally speaking, except for the special case of brain implants, most of the prosthetic transformations of Maomeng occur on people who have lost part of their bodies due to certain accidents, major diseases and other reasons.

The reason is very simple. If a healthy person wants to have a prosthetic body, he must first remove a part of his intact body before installing a prosthetic body, right?

However, most of Maomengren's operations are performed by Hong—you can imagine with the tip of your tail that you asked Hong to cut off her child's intact body just to replace it with an unnecessary prosthetic body. Don't say whether Honghui will be sad, they are all uncomfortable.

It's even more unacceptable to do it yourself, isn't that tantamount to self-mutilation? It's useless except to make Hong feel more uncomfortable.

The only prosthetic modification method that can make both Hong and the parties feel comfortable is to install additional prosthetic bodies for people who have lost part of their limbs due to force majeure—because such additional prosthetic bodies can be considered necessary, not for them. And losing a part of the body, but already lost a part of the body, now it is just choosing biotechnology to restore it to its original state or using prosthetic body technology to add it.

This is how the prosthetics of the Cat League basically come from—you can imagine with the tip of their tails, how unlikely it is to have a physical disability in such a developed and highly automated society of the Cat League.

A simple statistic, among the more than 2 people in the entire Talalong Fourth Track Industrial Port, including this Occam, there are only 8 people who have been equipped with limb-replacement prostheses, and 5 of them have It was disabled a long time ago, and it was the group of people who benefited from Hong’s free medical assistance and installed prosthetic bodies after Hong started the cultural invasion plan—from this point of view, Occam can also be regarded as "lucky" up.

The orbital industrial port is already a high-risk area in the Cat League, second only to the Alien Exploration and Advance Base. Even this kind of place has such a low coverage rate. How low is the probability.

It's no wonder he shows off so much—as for being "beaten up" by his friends because he's too stinky, that's a trivial matter~

"According to the evaluation data of warships in the dock, we currently have 884 warships with a total of about 2.5 million tons, which can restore most of their combat power within half a month to carry out combat missions; there are another 516 ships with a total of about 1.5 million tons. Although the [-]-million-ton battleship was severely damaged and could not restore its combat power in the short term, it has a high repair value and can be repaired slowly later.”

Hong moved two steps to the side, so that the people present could see the specific data listed above more clearly.

"As for the remaining 1560 warships with a total of 4.2 million tons, the assessment shows that their repair is too difficult, and the income has been significantly lower than the income of dismantling and rebuilding, so we will conduct centralized dismantling and remanufacturing of them .”

"At present, although the Tukeka Cult has perished, and the fleet that fled back has no one to repair, they can only stand by in orbit, but their automated defense facilities are still in operation, and it is not ruled out that they will attack us. Attacks by warships approaching the restricted military zone without permission.

"So I think it's better to wait until all the 884 warships have been repaired, and then set out to test the firepower of the enemy fortress, and judge whether to wait for more warships to return to the team—what do you think?"

"No objection, Your Excellency." The chief military commander of the Cat League said, "We have already embraced victory, and there is no need to take any more risks."

"agreed, agreed."

After a brief discussion, they finalized the battle plan for the future—in fact, there is no plan at all, they have already reached this point, and they just need to wait for the fleet maintenance to be completed and then F2A will be fine.

After half a month of repairs and a 8-day voyage compressed by the warp-speed engine, nearly 900 cat-meng warships and interstellar missiles attacked at the same time, easily demolished the two heavy-duty interstellar fortresses blocking the entrance of the wormhole— —After losing the control of Tukeka, the combat power of these fortresses, which cannot even do automatic combat, has dropped by at least 80%. It is undoubtedly a fantasy to resist the cat alliance fleet.

Accompanied by the flames of nuclear bombs, they smashed through the defensive facilities that were once a headache for cats one by one, as easily as knocking down a building block castle-if Tukeka still exists at this time, someone can control it. The fortress that has displayed its combat power, and the battleship that has undergone emergency repairs are actually still capable of fighting. At least there is a chance to keep them away from the TKK-4 galaxy two jumps away from their parent star.

It's a pity that for the religious order, doing so is useless—they don't want to hold on. In order to satisfy the appetite of the Supreme Voice, they must keep attacking to prevent themselves from being reduced to its rations.

Once the subspace creatures judge that they have no chance of making a comeback, at least within the time it can accept, it will not hesitate to kill the donkey and eat up the "hound dogs" that used to hunt civilization for it. Net, then patted his butt, and went to find the next hound.

"They would have had a good chance."

As the battle line advanced, Hong sighed softly as he watched more and more intelligence data being sent back from the front.

The clearer the intelligence, the more Hong can see how big the industrial potential of their territory is—even in Tukeka, which doesn't even have weak AI, and can only achieve a small-scale true "artificial intelligence" by connecting human brains In his hands, he can at least compete with Hong's current level at [-]-[-]. If this continues, it is really unknown who will win.

However, if there is no if, the cruel reality is that they have failed.

In order not to let themselves be reduced to the food of the Supreme Voice, they had to bet everything at the moment when they shouldn't attack, and finally they were narrowly defeated by them, and completely disappeared in this beautiful galaxy.

They are sworn enemies, and they are the first race to be issued an extinction order by the Cat League. Even if the Supreme Voice does not strike so quickly, she will completely eradicate them for the cubs, for the Cat League, and for all intelligent creatures. Get rid of these racial cleanliness that endanger the safety of the interstellar.

But after personally causing their extinction, the Cat Alliance will still commemorate them-not for any single person or group, let alone for their heinous behavior.

They are commemorating the demise of an intelligent civilization.

Not the Tukka civilization, not the Aistar civilization, nor any of the normal civilizations they wiped out.

Its name is just "wisdom civilization".