Marvel Star, Skynet Base.

On the blue light screen, rows of data were flashing and jumping. The screen was frozen, and the Skynet battleship had lost its signal appeared. The cold voice of Skynet sounded, "Seven hours, thirty-five minutes and twenty-one seconds ago, I lost the signal of the Battleship No. 75."

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged captain of the Earth Star Warship, "I understand. Obviously they have arrived. Skynet, according to calculations, how long will they still be able to reach Marvel's low-Earth orbit."

Almost as the middle-aged captain asked this sentence, a row of data had been frozen on the screen, eighty-one hours, thirty-seven minutes and twenty-nine seconds.

The middle-aged captain looked at the number coldly, knowing that when the numbers on the screen jumped, it was the time for Li Tomb and the others to arrive at Marvel Star. He nodded silently, waved his hand, and the Earth Star people behind him looked at each other, quietly retreated, and began to make the final preparations.

The middle-aged captain also took a deep breath and turned away, "Li Tomb. Let's end it here."

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Eighty-one hours, thirty-seven minutes and twenty-nine seconds, a little more than three days, but it was just a flash of time. No one had ever cared about this mere 81 hours, thirty-seven minutes and twenty-nine seconds.

But at this moment, whether it is the light screen of the Skynet Base or the light screen of the Skynet Battleship that has been seized at this moment, these simple numbers are jumping so dazzling and eye-catching.

Some people understand that the jumping numbers are not only representing simple numbers at this moment, but also representing each other's lives and the last time.

It is precisely because of this enlightenment that people suddenly cannot look directly at the simple number. When the end of life, there is such a clear number display, every minute and every second reminds you that you are closer to death. This invisible oppression is so heavy that it makes people breathless.

Some people looked at the jumping numbers and recalled their past lives. Some people closed their eyes, didn't look or think about it, just wiped the weapons in their hands over and over again in the quiet darkness.

In the battleship, everyone knows what will happen when the number jumps out. But they don’t seem to know what will happen. Waiting is the most painful.

Even though everyone in the warship has experienced fighting and fighting, it is still difficult to calm down his heart at this moment. Li Tomb has no time to pay attention to what others are thinking. In this last time, with the assistance of Fatty Tian and Stark, he is familiar with his first set of armor in his life.

In modern cosmic civilization, armor and mecha have been completely separated, no longer as they were before. Armor is set as miniature mechas. Simply put, mechas are war equipment, while armor is combat equipment. The difference between the two is not in size, but in the original intention of the design.

Mechas appeared to deal with war, which means more ranged weapons, more carrying capacity, more energy, and more changes. As conventional weapons, they are produced in line. Warchas are the product of a vigorous personal evolutionary frenzy in modern cosmic civilization. Similar to the steel warchas designed by Stark himself, they are both products of armed personal force and are privately customized high-end weapons.

Armors may only be used as equipment for special sharp sword troops in war, but in individual battles, it is a powerful and powerful reinforcement equipment. Even in the eyes of many people, the only difference between armor and mechas is not their purpose, but their price.

Armors are tall, rich and handsome, while mechas are short, poor and ugly. Although it is considered a joke, there is no doubt that a privately customized armor is definitely a much higher weapon than mecha.

At this moment, Li Tomb was familiar with his first set of armor, designed by Fatty Tian and Stark, and designed completely based on Li Tomb's superpowers and body shape.

"The metal package of all-round memory can withstand the frontal bombardment of the five-mm laser cannon. It adopts an energy system that charges light and magnetic energy together, and adds an electromagnetic conversion system to strengthen your magnetic control ability and increase the power of the electromagnetic cannon. In addition, a mental power amplifier is provided on the helmet to improve your superpower in all aspects."

"Simply put, this armor abandons the equipment of conventional weapons, and all systems provide augmentation for your superpowers."

Fatty Tian said some data. Li Tou didn't know much about it, but after experiencing it for himself, he still knew that this set of armor was indeed the most suitable armor for him, perfectly fitting his triple evolution. Although there were still some shortcomings due to the haste of time, it still increased Li Tou's combat effectiveness and survival rate by more than twice.

The biggest advantage is that after wearing this armor, Li Tomb can collide with the sentry head-on, and no longer waste his evolutionary close combat power.

This is also the biggest role of armor, and it is also the first requirement for modern individual weapons, survival rate. In an interstellar war, which side has a higher survival rate, is more likely to win the war.

Because in modern cosmic civilization, star-level destruction weapons have appeared, it is no longer particularly important to improve the power of weapons in the face of such war weapons. Instead, being able to survive under various destruction weapons is the first focus of weapon equipment research.

Whether it is the original design concept of mecha or war armor, it is all for this.

At this moment, the armor that Fatty Tian and Stark jointly created for Li Tomb has firmly instilled this concept. Even because of Li Tomb's superpowers, they have greatly abandoned various weapons and equipment, and put more designs on defense and the increase in superpowers.

Of course, this is also because Li Tomb has unique three-level evolutionary ability, spirit, and superpowers, which allows Fatty Tian and the others to design such extreme armor.

Extreme armor is considered garbage to some people, but it is extremely powerful when used on specific people. And this armor in front of you is obviously like this.

If anyone outside Li’s tomb wears it, it will only be garbage, but it is normal. The biggest difference between armor and mecha in the design lies in this.

Mechas are to arm every warrior, and warriors only need to arm one warrior.

"Okay, there is another day to arrive at Marvel Star. You can get familiar with this armor yourself first, Stark and I will continue to work."

After introducing the various data of this armor to Li Tomb, Fatty Tian continued to study it impatiently. Before he arrived at Marvel Star, he had to create a armor for himself.

Fortunately, he had already owned a set of his own armor, although it had been destroyed on earth. However, the specific data is still there, and he just needs to be created according to the same method, which takes much less time than Li Tomb's armor.

Li Bu nodded, walked into the empty room alone, and began to get familiar with the armor on his body. Seeing Li Bu leave, Fatty Tian thought for a while, raised his head and asked, "By the way, your armor has not been named yet, have you thought of it?"

"Xunluo."

Li Tomb spoke without thinking, his eyes were a little dim, and then he became firm and unquestionable, "Just ask it to search Luo."

Fatty Tian nodded and casually marked the title of Xunluo Generation on the previous design drawings. Then he waved his hand and stopped talking to Li Tomb, and began to build his own armor.

Li Tomb quietly walked into the empty room and reached out to see his current appearance in the huge light screen projection. The bright red armor was as red as blood, and his whole person was wrapped in metal armor from top to bottom, without a trace of variegated color. His face was expressionless, cold and decisive. He only showed a pair of dark and deep eyes.

The bone spurs behind the back were swung, and the sound of cracking sounds. The bright red armor spread like mercury, wrapping every inch of the black bone spur, the color of blood. It condensed at the tip of the bone spur, so red that it seemed to have just pierced the chest and could cause bleeding.

Li Tou slowly raised his right hand, and the bone knife in his right hand was wrapped in the same bright red metal, with a cold and solemn sharp edge. Li Tou looked at himself in the projection quietly, as if he walked out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood, wearing bright red, wearing armor and blood, too cruel, not like himself at all.

Thinking of the name of this armor, a trace of pain flashed in Li Tomb's gaze. The white bone spurs behind him burst out, and before he could even show the paleness and pain in his heart at this moment, they were wrapped in layers of bright red metal. The whole person seemed to have fallen into a sea of ​​blood. Even if he flew up, he could not get rid of the smell of blood all over his body.

The wings wrapped in bright red metal were gently patted, Li Tomb floated up in the air, carrying his hands on his back, looking at himself indifferently in the projection, and instantly pulled away the afterimage in the air. A touch of blood, like the setting sun, was blurred in the moment, and it was quickly pulled in the air, and it became longer and longer. It seemed that countless Li Tombs appeared in the room, and countless bright reds seemed to Li Tombs holding blood in his hands.

Time jumped quickly, Li Tomb seemed to be possessed, wearing Xunluo's generation, endless drills in the room, as if he had to squeeze out every bit of his strength. Only in that way can he extinguish the thoughts and pain in his heart that were inadvertently aroused by a word.

When Li Ton finally stopped, the entire battleship paused and shook gently, causing everyone to suddenly raise their heads, and saw the jumping numbers in the light screen, and finally fell for the last second.

The skylight of the warship suddenly opened. At a very far distance, a silver-white planet appeared in front of everyone. Even if it was very far away, you could see that planet, as if it was covered by steel.

Two huge warship units were guarding outer space. When they noticed the arrival of Skynet battleships, they almost had no hesitation. Space fighters roared out and formed a formation toward Skynet battleships in an instant.

Li Tomb suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart and stepped into the control center. He saw that Fatty Tian was fully armed and quickly entered the instructions and data. The others stood up one after another. The fighting spirit on his body was not extinguished by the three-day warp speed, but was even more excited at this moment.

Li Tomb looked around and saw outside the skylight, the space fighter planes dancing, rolling, and carrying the gorgeous space war, and said softly, "Are you ready? The war has begun." (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!

ps: I secretly got on q and peeked at the screen for half an hour, and was hit hard. This book was about to write more than 3 million words, but now I have only written more than 400,000 words and I have been abandoned. Sang Xin. I was very confident in this book, but the subscription was terrible and the evaluation was terrible. But I would not admit defeat so easily. The path I chose would be done even if I kneel down.

Well, after saying so much, I actually want to say that the updates may not be stable in the past few days. I will try to adjust my mentality as soon as possible, work and start again next week!

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Chapter completed!