Lord of the Witches

v2 Chapter 145: Postmen

Unbounded mystery In a certain universe, in the vast starry sky, a dark and icy giant spaceship is slowly drifting.

Mitra was approaching with a small shuttle. She had just finished an exploration mission. As a result, there was no gain. There was a planet in front of it, but there was no life on it, and there were no resources available.

She is used to it, or numb.

The first thing that appeared in her line of sight was not the details of the spaceship, but a special, incomparably huge "shield" surrounding the spaceship.

This shield is not a mechanical structure or other energy structure. It is composed of a corpse wearing a battle armor.

Mithra is a human female in her thirties, but her appearance looks older, her eyes are dull, and her appearance is withered.

But when her eyes touched the bodies that made up the shield, it seemed that she had died a little more alive, and there was also respect in her eyes.

"Light"

Uttered a word in her mouth.

Mithra ’s mind, recalling the scene that was once great:

The terrifying "scream" came from the depths of the universe, destroying countless civilization races and countless planets along the way, and it was their turn soon. The ship called "Niga" was bigger than some planets. The special civilization carried by the spaceship.

They are Niga, a special spaceship civilization that has been floating in the universe since thousands of years ago.

Originally the Nega people thought they would continue forever, but when the scream came, everything was changed.

Cognitive Naga homes will never be destroyed. The power system, circulation system, intelligent system, etc. to maintain the operation of the spacecraft are directly destroyed. What is more terrible is the food system used to supply the Nica people. Algae farms, artificial meat pastures, nutrition factories ... all have been seriously damaged.

And these are just the beginning.

The real horror is the death of the Nicara.

Before the disaster, there were nearly 100 million members of the Nicara civilization. Tens of millions of people died in the first wave.

The second wave is tens of millions.

When the third wave came, the Nicara civilization had reached the brink of collapse, and all of them would die at any time.

At this time, the heroes began to appear.

Mitra looked at him with his own eyes, a strange, familiar "Niga" suddenly started to shine, they put on the armor, they held hands, and together they formed a huge mask in the shape of the spaceship, bringing that The scream of hatred of death and despair blocked the outside world.

Although the mask was washed out again and again, but the birth of the hero did not stop, the new Niga stood out, holding the light, and dedicate themselves to repairing the shield.

This includes Mithra's husband.

She did n’t even think of how ordinary husbands of ordinary maintenance workers burst out with that kind of power for decades.

Finally, the disaster ended, after her husband gave his life.

Mithra, who was getting closer and closer to the spaceship, gazed on the heavily shattered shield, trying to find his husband's body.

The heroes died, but the corpses could only leave them alone, and could not take back the spaceship.

Everyone knows and understands that the bodies of heroes are filled with "hate screams".

Several seconds later, Mitra had to look back through the gap of the shield.

Was not found, she did not find her husband's body.

Mitra had no disappointment on her face, she got used to it, she sighed:

"Everything went out, everything went out."

Sighing, the shuttle was led back to Niga.

Mitra mechanically left the shuttle, went through tedious inspection and decontamination procedures, reported the task to the surviving low-level brain, and then wore a looser uniform and walked to his room along the cold steel tunnel.

Leaving the tunnel, passing through some cabins, she entered the public area.

In the past, all public areas inside "Niga" were very lively, but now, these areas are closed.

Only the only area 59 is left open for entertainment and leisure for all surviving Negadians.

But the fact is that entertainment is dead, and there are tens of thousands of survivors of Nicara civilization.

Including her, all need to perform various tasks in order to maintain the continuation of Nicara civilization.

Everyone Mithra saw had the same expression on his face, that was numbness and despair, like the same zombie and a puppet with no emotion.

Spacecraft broadcast, is circulating some content.

Probably means that the captain and other surviving seniors assured the people that the spacecraft is being repaired and food will not be stopped, and the disaster is completely over.

Mithra knows the "truth", the disaster is indeed over, but the Nicara civilization may have already been destroyed.

Hated the scream twice in a row, which not only killed nearly 100 million Negaans, but also destroyed almost all the systems inside the spacecraft. It could not maintain normal operation anymore.

As an explorer, she and her colleagues have never had any gains.

"It won't last long, this will be the graveyard of all of us."

"Niga is a huge mechanical coffin."

"The only comfort, at least the family is still ..."

Mitra walked slowly, her steps became more and more heavy, the whole person exuded a rich death.

Until she approached her room, her breath changed.

Her pace accelerated, and her face forced a smile.

She is already on the verge of collapse, and she wants to follow her husband countless times, but she can't do this. She has a child with her husband.

The boy born in the disaster may also be the last "newborn" of the Niga.

Mithra knew that some Niagas who also knew the truth were pushing the "Promise of Infertility". They did not want new life to come, and then they went to death with them.

When he was about to see his room, Mitra suddenly felt a slight pain in his shoulder

She was hit by someone, a "strange" Niga.

His forehead has the unique characteristics of the Niga antennas, black spots and other characteristics, but he does not have any numbness and despair on his face.

After seeing Mitra, the strange man smiled at him.

Mithra can't remember how long he hasn't seen such a big smile, whether it's his own or other Nigas.

Wait for her to respond with a strong smile, she heard the man say:

"Madam, light will not go out, light has always been in the heart of you and others."

"You must remember the promise with your husband, never, never give up hope."

Finally, the man turned and ran deep into the passage, blinking and disappearing at the corner.

Mitra had no time to investigate the investigator, because she suddenly heard the "abnormal sound" from her room. In addition to the babble of her children, it was also mixed with more exciting noises.

My child ... that strange man ... Mitra rushed towards the room almost immediately.

"Call"

In a violent gasp, she saw her child, still lying in the crib, and the infant rearing robot was working normally.

To her surprise was that her child's immature hands were holding a "toy" she had never seen before.

It was a warrior doll wearing a space suit, maintaining a posture of holding a red flag and looking into the distance.

The flag is pointing in a certain direction.

And the belly of the doll is playing majestic and passionate music.

Began to echo only in the room, but soon, this unimaginably inspiring song started from the Mithra room as the source and began to spread to the entire spaceship.

Is different from the killing of nearly 100 million Niga people. In this song, there is the power to revive the Niga people and Nicara civilization.

"Go forward, go forward, follow me."

"Along the direction of that banner, bravely explore, explore, explore."

"You will find sweet food, strong power, wisdom of life ..."

Mitra, who was struck by singing, seemed to be alive. She seemed to feel the unimaginable changes in her body.

The same changes occur in every Niga.

Outside the spacecraft, the original Stan Duplesi was restored, looking at it with a smile on his face.

Not long ago, he was summoned by the master, left the star of origin, and began to wander around the mysterious boundlessness and gave various strange toys.

This is a new job. He is both a dream wizard and a very difficult postman.

Has the same fantasy wizard as him to get a new job, well, there is no shortage of them.

The fantasy wizards whose number has expanded to hundreds of people have been given the job by their own masters.

Although is only a postman, Stan Duplesi, who has been to many places, has deep depression and pity in his eyes.

He saw too much "despair" and "death".

Everywhere, yes, every place he has been.

Although the disasters are all over, a lot of apocalyptic world can still be created.

The creatures on these ruins rarely have happiness.

Most of them are still rebuilding the world and continuing civilization and race.

Stan Du Plessi's character is a bit sensitive, and the picture is much more visible, and he has suffered a lot of pollution.

Fortunately, every time "posting is over", he can get relief.

This scene in front of is the best antidote.

"So, next."

The voice fell, and behind him was a huge parcel of Stan, who respected the countless countless eyes in front of him. The corpse of the hero who had radiated "light" paid a salute, and soon he used some power to flash and disappeared in place.

……

When Stan Du Plessi went to the next postal address, weird laughter came from the library and the toy house.

"Yohouhou, my subordinates work really hard, they must reward candy after the end."

On the Thum fetish whose shape has changed into a rocking chair, the new toy house owner Mr. Tang Qi, while smiling and talking, saw a series of phosphorescent tentacles running out of his waist, and was dexterously playing with a large number of strange-shaped toys .

He had to do this, otherwise these toys would never stop clamoring to "play me", which is really strange and had to agree to the request.

Tang Qi refused to admit that he just wanted to play, he must be forced.

Is also forced to have a new hobby of eating sugar.

In his arms lies a candy box, which contains all kinds of candy with colored sugar paper, all of which are works of Thum.

Each one has a taste that is hard to forget.

Tentacles play with toys, eating candy in his mouth, but there are blocks of light and shadow screens in front of him.

There are a lot of fantasy wizard figures jumping on each screen. Some of them keep their original image, and some are put on some funny and cute "doll clothes".

Has in common that behind the wizards, there is a huge package.

No accidents, the packages are all toys made by Tom.

More precisely, it is the first batch of toys that need to find the owner.

Tang Qi originally planned to send it himself, but not long ago he said a line that he could not see his head, he had to change his mind.

Fortunately, the number of his subordinates has been expanding.

Because it was to help the ancient **** "Tum" to complete his duties, Tang Qi did not trouble the furnace wizards.

Of course, I was a little worried that the "melting pot" was too careful. What if I didn't allow my genus to go down and run errands for another god?

In addition to the collective dispatch of fantasy wizards, Tang Qi also recruited more children.

Witch school's talented children have grown a lot.

They do not have the status of fantasy wizards, but under the permission of Tang Qi, they can borrow fantasy passages and travel through various worlds.

For this "work", the children were all excited, and they all started with a package bigger than themselves.

Originally Tang Qi also wanted to add "Night Beast" and "Fairy", but the growth of these two little guys once again entered a critical period.

They are all becoming "kings" of their respective ethnic groups. This process cannot easily be interrupted. Fortunately, there is no shortage of two laborers.

Hundreds of fantasy wizards, plus a group of talented children.

These postmen are enough.

And after sending out the postmen ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Tang Qi still didn't return to the library because he was waiting for help.

"Tum's toys and sweets are all amazing things with extraordinary power. As an ancient **** in charge of" creation "and" fate ", Tum may also foresee the disaster after the light goes out."

"Most of the first gifts he made by mail will be directed at disasters and bring hope to those poor creatures, such as the flag warrior that Stan gave to the baby."

"But Thum's power should not cover all the end of the world, postmen may have some trouble?"

Tang Qi on the rocking chair, the thought just came into my heart.

Immediately, a change appeared on a screen in front of him.

In the rippling phosphorescence, he heard some confused prayers.

Tang Qi immediately looked at that world, but at first glance, his expression froze for a moment.

Dark!

A country that does not have any "light" enters Tang Qi's eyes.

On this planet, almost all life is dead.

Whether it is a plant or an animal, or even some tenacious fine microorganisms, there is no trace.

In addition to the barrenness, there are alternative scenes:

It was countless "statues" standing in the dark and cold, they all maintained a posture, holding two things in their hands, solidified on the ground.

Their expressions were brave and fearless, looking straight ahead. .

Their dead bodies are still standing straight, endless, like a guard who never gives up in the dark.

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