"I know you, Silver Moon God General, you have risen for about ten years and have been judged by the intelligent system to lead the world to win wars and have won a lot of merits.

The old man looked at him with a very kind look: "You are great, you are worth remembering in future generations. Your achievements must be recorded with the highest jade tablet! Even in the difficult war when people founded the temple before the ancient times, few people's achievements were comparable to you."

Anyang listened, his eyes became colder and colder, and his fingers unconsciously tapped the table: "It is no longer the era of the temple, and no one needs to confirm whether my achievements are made or not. We will no longer use stone tablets of various materials to record people's achievements. Even the stone tablets you have left behind have long been destroyed in the war!"

The old man felt what he meant, but he still disagreed and smiled calmly: "You are lost, child."

Anyang glanced at him without answering, but circled around the console, looking at the people lying in the dormant warehouse one by one, with the expression on his face being unpredictable.

These people were all wearing divine robes and were obviously religious rulers of the temple.

Xiaochan followed him, about one meter away, neither approaching nor getting far, but it was closer than before.

Angel stood by the console, her expression was a little complicated.

The old man turned around as he walked, and the projection projected him faintly shining with white light, like the gods in many film and television works: "Child, although you have great achievements, your army is still provided to you by the temple for free..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Anyang: "So what do you want me to do?"

The old man pointed to these dormant warehouses: "Did you see? These are the ancestors of the temple. They have extraordinary wisdom. Only under their leadership can this land become prosperous and strong. My system has been slightly damaged in the past thousand years and cannot open the dormant warehouse. As the gods of the temple, you should release them first."

"No, no, no, you said it wrong several times." An Yang shook his head and rolled up his sleeves, "First of all, I am no longer a god general. Look, I don't even have the heart of a god general. Maybe in a few decades or hundreds of years, the last god general in the world will die of old age, and then there will be no god general."

"Secondly, these people are not sages. They are just a group of cowardly, abandoning their land and subjects when the war is facing failure, and heading to the distant space, hiding in this small metal box unconscious escapees!"

"They let this land be ravaged, hand over the fate of the civilians to themselves, and let them struggle!"

"If the world cannot restore peace, this dormant warehouse is their coffin! And when the brave people finally won the victory after thousands of years of war, countless casualties and wounded, you actually jumped out and wanted to receive the fruits of victory! It was not only cowardice, but also shameless! Greed! I don't know what it means!"

Anyang's face was low and stared at the old man on the projection. Yu Guang swept over the other heavenly soldiers, paused, and then said: "Under the rule of this group of cowards, this land will never go to prosperity and strength. They will only suffer new oppression, or suffer new wars of destruction in a few years. Then what about you? Escape again?"

The old man still had a kind expression on his face, but he was also slow to fall.

Obviously, what Anyang said requires too strong logical reasoning skills, and he is just an AI that comes with a dormant warehouse. It is inevitable that it will be difficult to understand such a defense.

It took him a long time to avoid this question and said, "But don't forget, my child, all the troops you control now are made by us. The heavenly soldiers have the heavenly soldiers regulations. Do you think they will obey your orders if you resist the temple?"

Anyang looked at An Qi and the expressions of several heavenly soldiers around him and sneered: "You can close the altar. Anyway, I'm useless to him. You can also close all the systems I use now. I will build it myself. As for heavenly soldiers..."

He paused, and a single-soldier energy pistol appeared out of thin air in his hand: "They are life, not machines!"

"boom!"

The blue energy bullet flashed in the air and hit a dormant bin, directly destroying it along with several dormant bins around it.

"Shit..."

White air conditioning continues to rise.

The people in the dormant warehouse have long been blown to pieces.

The soldiers still had no expression on their faces.

The old man's face still had no change, his tone was still kind, but his words were obviously accusing: "Young Silver Moon God General, you have violated the Supreme Ordinance of the Temple. If you admit your mistake now, you may still be forgiven by the Supreme God. Believe me, your achievements are enough to offset this guilt, otherwise..."

"What else?" Anyang aimed at the other dormant compartments again, but did not pull the trigger.

"Otherwise we will notify all the gods in the world immediately. I know that they have submitted an application for dependence to you, but these are just a string of data for the temple. We can cancel the application on the Gods system at any time! Your management of them is not a solid piece of law after all, and you will eventually recognize it as our call to resist..."

"boom!"

Another explosion.

Anyang destroyed several dormant warehouses again.

This time, the line of the dormant compartment seemed to be broken, and the old man's figure began to float a little.

"You...you will be..."

An Yang stared at him calmly and said, "I saw the words "No. 14th Door Case" written on it, so how many such dormant warehouses are there?"

"One hundred...twenty-seven."

"Bastard!" An Yang cursed in a low voice.

There are about fifty people in a dormant warehouse, one hundred and twenty-seven people, which means more than six thousand people. It can completely cover the high-level ruling institutions of a huge empire.

This also means that when the temple was on the verge of defeat, although the temple was "great" in the eyes of future generations and planned a "savior plan", these bastards secretly sent all the ruling classes into space to sleep to escape war and death. They left all the suffering to the world, and waited for the victory of the war before returning.

They still want to restore their former rule now!

Not only Anyang would not agree, even if these heavenly soldiers created by the temple no longer regard dogma as dead rules after some worldly affairs, they would not agree with them.

It is estimated that only those newly created recruits will regard the temple as a lifelong target.

After all, the heavenly soldiers are humans, not machines.

People will change.

Some heavenly soldiers have been fighting mechanical creatures all their lives, and have been through the cruelest things for any life. Their birth for battle does not mean that they have no feelings about the artillery fire and the death of their companions. When they rest, it is difficult to tell whether they are loyal to the temple or the general, or only to the beliefs in their hearts.

There were rumors of heavenly soldiers killing their own gods before, and there were also heavenly soldiers defecting. What else could they not do?

Anyang knew this well, so he was able to calmly lead the heavenly soldiers into here without worrying that the shadow mecha that did not belong to him suddenly suddenly popped up and killed him here.

He didn't say that just now, but to other heavenly soldiers.

"Just kill these people who abandoned Parrans and leave only one with the smallest official position." Anyang said, then walked out of the dormant warehouse directly.

"Yes, General!"

A shadow mecha took out the laser sword.

When he stepped out of the dormant chamber, there was a sizzling sound of cutting, accompanied by the hissing sound of oxygen, air conditioning and some special gases running out when the dormant chamber burst.

The rain is still falling and it has not stopped.

The little fox next to him sniffed his nose gently, frowned his white eyebrows, as if he smelled blood.

A huge and magnificent city in front of him, with a sense of science fiction and magic coexisting. Above his head is a huge white ball shield, towering into the clouds, and the translucent material emits a faint white glow, adding a bit of sacred feeling to the city.

Occasionally, mechas fly in the air, like bees surrounding a huge beehive.

Anyang took a few steps and suddenly stopped again. A figure about the height of his waist hit him with a slam.

Xiaochan, who lowered her head, quickly took two steps back, and her delicate cheeks flushed: "Yes... I'm sorry, ah!"

In her agile and clear eyes, the huge city was fading its defensive light shield, as if it was peeling off its coat from the top, gradually dissipating this layer of sacredness.

An Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, pursed his lips, and his expression quickly returned to calmness: "Let's go."

He took out a green jade ancient sword out of thin air, pinched a sword technique and threw it on the ground, and the ancient sword floated in the air. He also turned around and grabbed Xiaochan's neckline and stepped on it.

The little fox struggled for a few moments first, and soon stopped moving as if he had accepted his fate, narrowing his eyes nervously.

With a sudden sound, the ancient sword flew upwards obliquely.

Several shadow mechas also soared into the sky!

In Yinyue City, the civilians were in panic.

No matter what they were doing just now, they put down what they were doing and looked at the sky at a loss.

Although the war has ended now, the mechanical biological factories in space have also fallen into malfunction for some reason, and now they rarely deploy troops to Parrans. Even if they once again deploy troops to the earth on a large scale, it will not pose a threat to the Silver Moon Empire, which now occupy the earth and is a piece of iron. In theory, defense shields are no longer of great use.

But they still inevitably felt panic.

For many people, they will hardly step out of their generals in their lives, which means they will live under this defensive light shield all their lives, which means a sense of security.

Anyang flew straight through the sky without stopping.

When they returned to the castle, the internal officials were also in panic.

Anyang first calmed their emotions, and immediately ordered: "Enjoy the civilians immediately."

The internal affairs officials took the orders and took action.

Anyang sat in the office and waited.

Xiaochan's face was still a little red, and she timidly brought him a cup of tea and placed it on the table, and stood by her and waited.

Anyang nodded and got used to it.

All along, as long as she was in front of her, the little fox had always played the role of a little maid.

Not long after, Anqi walked in.

"General, the Temple Intelligent Center remotely closed our shields, and remotely disconnected our contact with all the gods and generals, and canceled the dependence relationship. Even the command system in the altar command room cannot be used. Also... some old mechas retained the temple authorization mechanism, and these mechas are also locked and cannot be used."

Anyang nodded: "Don't panic, wasn't it expected? There are so many engineering troops in the heavenly soldiers, so it shouldn't be difficult to let them solve these things manually, right?"

“It should be no problem.”

"Then let them cut off the connection between the ground and the temple intelligent center, and then rebuild the God-Shielding network! Then deal with those locked mechas!"

"Yes, General!"

"Use the communication network with the badge, let all the gods collect these fallen dormant warehouses and hand them over to Yinyue City. If someone is awake, they must also hand them over! I must see the reply before tonight and tell them that we know the number of dormant warehouses, and none of them can be missing!"

"Yes, General!"

"You go and arrange it first. We have something important to do later."

"Yes, General!"

Anyang's ears were a little calloused when he heard this sentence.
Chapter completed!