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Chapter 79 My today is your tomorrow.(2/2)

The strength party is too lazy to expose them.

Among the highest-level fleets currently in service in Edici, only one is a ship-girl machine spirit, and the other highest-level fleets' machine spirits are really weird.

At this moment, the data flame gradually covered the entire ship, and every corner was illuminated by the blue flame.

Those flaming squares were like a deep scan of the ship, not missing any detail. As the scan progressed, the dilapidated ship began to undergo magical changes, as if the layers were being refreshed.

, the rusty guardrails, cracked decks, and broken hulls began to gradually recover, and the glory of the past gushes out from every cell.

Soon, the entire ship was covered and reshaped by square flames, taking on a new look.

The appearance of the hull is a typical steampunk style, with iron gray as the main body, copper pipes and gears intertwined in it, and the exposed mechanical structure adds a unique beauty to it. The steel plate on the surface of the hull is thick and hard, and the cloth on the hull is

It is full of various mechanical devices, and the steam jets emit hot air from time to time, making a hissing sound.

"Meow~"

A gray cat floated up from the bottom of the ship like a ghost. He came to the blond young man and rubbed his trouser legs affectionately.

Xia Xiu stretched out his hand, directly grabbed the back of the neck and lifted the gray cat up, taking a closer look.

The body is smooth and elegant, and the gray hair glows with a gentle silver light under the steam light. The hair is short and dense, and each hair appears clean and shiny.

The gray cat's eyes are deep green, its nose is moist and slightly pink, showing a sense of vitality, and its limbs are strong and strong.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a living creature rather than a machine spirit.

If every machine soul is so three-dimensional and real, Xia Xiu understands a little bit why those ship-raising machine souls are willing to spend their heart and soul to maintain and transform a batch of ships that increase their combat effectiveness.

Gray cat: "Meow~"

"Very good, you are the first machine spirit I created."

"Meow--"

"You will be called Gray Wind from now on."

"Meow--"

Gray Feng is very well-behaved, at least he is very well-behaved in front of Xia Xiu now.

Xia Xiu remembered that if he was right, he imported the machine soul template in war mode.

He rubbed the other person's cat head and found that it felt good, just as good as Jiam's.

"I am now considered to be a dog, a cat, and a pigeon. I have a room with a mecha, and I have endless work to do as one of the outstanding thaumaturges of modern Terra."

Xia Xiu muttered, casually putting Hui Feng on his shoulders, and then looked into the void ahead.

As the ship was repaired, he could feel the subtle vibrations in the surrounding space. It was the vibration of the wave band, a melody intertwined with time and space.

He knew that they were heading towards the initial wave band.

Buzz buzz——

The ship slid slowly on the water, its steel structure shimmering in the night.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He could see the data flow drawing complex patterns in space, intertwining with each other to form a path to the original band.

They travel through the flashback bands, and each band is like a subtle note, forming a symphony of time.

Xia Xiu could feel the unique rhythm of each wave band. They echoed on the steel walls of the ship, passed through the steam and smoke, and penetrated into the abyss of time.

Countless silhouettes began to appear around him, which were flashback fragments. These fragments were like curtains.

As the ship moved forward, they passed through one wave band after another.

Each band has a unique color and rhythm, telling a different story and showing endless possibilities.

In this ocean of waves, time and space are no longer fixed, they have become flowing melodies.

Xia Xiu closed his eyes, and the [Triple Crown] burst out with light behind him, and he synchronized his body with the rhythm of the wave band.

He could feel the trajectory of the ship traveling through the waves. It was no longer a straight line, but a spiral melody.

They are not simply moving forward, but moving forward in a spiral toward a mysterious point.

Every steel plate and every weld on the ship begins to resonate with the rhythm of the wave band.

Xia Xiu's consciousness began to expand. He not only felt the ship, but also felt the infinity of the waveband.

He saw the past, he saw the future, he saw the possibilities and the impossibilities.

He saw their trajectory in the ocean of waves, and saw the intertwining of time and space.

At some point in the future.

He saw himself standing on the horizon of Iberia, holding the power of the end. Standing beside him was a handsome man wearing a black priest's robe. He was floating beside him. He was the number one sword holder in heaven.

people.

In the sky, the sky is full of fire, huge meteors and bottom-up artillery fire collide with each other.

Under the two people, there is a giant pillar that is embedded in the ocean. It is surrounded by steaming heat, and above it is a huge mushroom cloud that is gradually dissipating.

A strange scene happened. On the coast, strange scenes gradually unfolded. The violent ebb tide and irregular waves were like an alarm bell between heaven and earth, announcing the approaching disaster.

An uneasy atmosphere filled the air. As time passed, the sound of waves lapping on the shore gradually disappeared. In this strange silence, even the city's clock tower seemed to have stopped chiming the time.

Great silence comes quietly, like a huge net, tightly wrapping this sea area.

In this eerie silence, the sound of heartbeat can be heard. It is the trembling of life and the trembling of soul.

The sea seemed to be killed.

The faces of the two sword-holders were shrouded in the gloom of the sky, and no one could see their expressions clearly.

And beneath them, there is a burning country, that is...Iberia.

Iberia, burning beneath their feet.

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[The upload record has been updated——]

【1590.12.8.】

[The fourth sword holder of the Kingdom of Heaven penetrated the fog of flashbacks and entered the real land of fog——]
Chapter completed!
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