Chapter 547 What to Live For

Every scaled person is a precious compatriot, and the mortality rate of each sky island execution department is extremely high.

They cannot easily assign young people with insufficient strength to the front line to fight against dangerous elements; and the scaleless people who can be consumed at will are not trustworthy enough... As a result, the Hudson Marine Mining Company can only use these The most dangerous tasks are left to mass-produced drones.

【Annealing Nerve Center】.

The astronomical agency affiliated with Hudson Marine Mining Company continues to analyze and calculate many data every day to accurately predict natural phenomena such as rainfall, typhoons, and abnormal waves. But the "buoys" it uses to collect a lot of data are exactly the drones it keeps throwing out.

In addition to weather drones, it can also control tens of millions of "security drones" with ease.

Regardless of cost, if the drone must maintain the smallest size, fastest speed, and highest firepower, it must also ensure that it will not become a tool for exploitation if an enemy pilot jumps into control...

Then we can only give them the power to "self-destruct."

For other air islands, the cost of manufacturing and using these disposable drones can be said to be quite high. Although other head offices can afford to use them, they will only use them at critical moments; Shenzhi Heavy Industries, which can use assembly lines to mass-produce drones, only arms them and uses them as a highly mobile security force.

But this common sense does not apply to Yongquan Island.

As the wealthiest sky island, it can even be said to be luxurious, and it is also the only sky island protected by dragons. They have always given priority to meeting the needs of their own island before trading excess resources to other sky islands. Being cared for by an eccentric dragon, they have enjoyed this kind of superior treatment since Sky Island was established a hundred years ago.

They can afford whatever resources are needed to make these drones. For them, there is no need to spend money at all - because all resources are completely monopolized by them. These materials only gain value after selling them to other empty islands.

A drone the size of a tennis ball can cruise at more than twenty meters per second, and its sprint speed at the moment before it explodes can reach ninety meters per second. The explosion range is only two and a half meters within a 120-degree cone in front, and less than half a meter within the non-main explosion area. Its power can blast a hole half a man's height into the outer wall of a normal building with just one shot.

The number of such drones is "infinite".

boom--

boom--

boom--

Mahavir held Xiaoya hard, and there were continuous explosions around him.

Golden light rippled around the white lion, and he ran forward with all his strength.

Countless drones flew forward with him.

More and more drones are falling from the sky.

In Xiaoya's fearful eyes as she looked over her shoulder at the sky...she clearly saw that the drone that originally landed on that block split into a "small" black stream and slowly landed towards them. Come.

It was really a small black current.

But when they got closer, they could see... they were at least hundreds of drones flashing steady red light, flying in like locusts.

"Mr. Strangler——"

Xiaoya couldn't help but scream.

Like a waterfall hitting her face hard, she couldn't help but close her eyes and turn her head.

A more violent explosion rolled up from her side. She even felt her hair being blown wildly by the strong wind, but she didn't feel the force that was enough to tear her apart.

——That’s Mr. Strangler’s spell.

She confirmed clearly.

She didn't know how long this spell would last...but Xiaoya was very sure that the moment it disappeared, she would be torn apart by the explosion.

The only good news is... with such a dense explosion, she probably won't feel any pain at all.

The sound waves from the successive violent explosions were enough to shatter the glass of surrounding shops. But the continuous explosions did not affect any civilians hiding in surrounding shops. With shocked eyes, as if they were watching a god descend into the world, people looked at the man who was rushing forward with increasingly fierce and dazzling golden light, wrapped in countless explosions.

Even when he strangled himself, he didn't expect that his "aphotic shield" would become so solid.

Its size is constantly expanding... The golden light even engulfed his figure, making him blurry. Originally, he could still feel the burning pain on his skin and the impact on his eyeballs, but now he couldn't even notice the explosion at all. Even the sound was weakened countless times.

……Why?

The Aphotic Shield...had it been this strong before?

Strangulation was a little confused, but also a little emotional.

As a spell he obtained after giving up the fire of the furnace... its strength should indeed be much higher than the strange thin shell he used before.

It would be a lot more reasonable if we could continue to maintain this intensity of defense, like a layer of golden light.

...Ah, no.

Strangler reacted quickly.

The powerful one should not be himself, but Xiaoya.

The people the Lightless Shield is protecting at the moment are the two of them - that is to say, it is absorbing the light in their hearts as the fuel to drive it.

Hope, friendship, protection, love, faith, courage...

These emotions can be turned into driving forces by the Aphotic Shield.

And Zhuo Zhu knew very well that he did not have such a strong light in his heart. He does not believe in friendship and love, and lacks faith and hope... He is an extremely dark person, born in a lightless place. That's why the lightless shield he got is so fragile and thin.

now……

This should be the light from Xiaoya's heart.

What a shame. Strangle thought.

If she could become a mage... with such a brilliant will and such a pure heart, she should be able to become an amazing mage.

But Strangler also understood something else.

The pursuit of these drones will probably be endless.

No matter how powerful Xiaoya's spiritual light is, it cannot be extracted continuously without wavering; she herself is also seriously injured and may faint at any time... When she is unconscious, the light shield will lose its support. .

If this continues, they will die sooner or later.

…But it’s not a big problem.

The only one being targeted is himself. Xiaoya is just a hostage captured by herself, she is innocent.

Strangler maintained a calm mind at all times, allowing him to never forget his original purpose.

Send Xiaoya, who is unable to move and is in critical condition, to the hospital.

Of course, if the Aphotic Shield is penetrated, Xiaoya will probably be blown to pieces in an instant. But Strangling had a plan.

As long as he is at the entrance of the hospital, he can use the explosion to shatter the window and then throw Xiaoya in.

Put the Aluminous Shield on Xiaoya - she can't be torn apart immediately. But as long as he persists for a moment, Xiaoya can be safely sent out of the explosion range.

Fortunately, these drones on Yongquan Island are more martial arts... They deliberately weakened the explosion range, and this also allowed the strangulation plan to be established.

"……ah."

He lamented meaninglessly.

Because at this moment, Mahavira suddenly realized something.

So far...this life of mine, this ugly and meaningless life, seems to have created no value.

He did not protect anyone, nor did he hold any ideals. He accomplished no great deeds worthy of praise, and no success was “required to him.”

The moment he realized this, he even felt that the explosions were fading away.

He was surrounded by the light surrounding himself and Xiaoya, as if he was walking on the avenue of pure white light. Only the hospital in the distance became extremely clear in the pure white world.

That was the end of his life.

——Speaking of which, what did I live for in the first place?

Such doubts arose in Mahavira's mind.

He suddenly remembered.

The woman's heartache, pity, self-blame, and sad eyes. A look that made him afraid to look at her and not want to see her.

"--No pain."

The childish voice echoed in his ears.

In order not to worry his mother, the young Mahavira always replied nonchalantly: "It doesn't hurt at all——"

……ah.

Talk about it.

At first, I just didn’t want my mother to look like that...