After Rebirth, I Became the AI of the God of War [Interstellar]

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    When he was young, he struggled to crawl through the slippery sewer pipes in Garbage Star’s corpse disposal site. In his hungry childhood, he avoided the scavengers in the garbage dump to find food. The feeling of warm blood splashing into his mouth when he killed for the first time was disgusting. The excitement when he left Garbage Star, the difficulties he received at school, and... the smile on the face of the noble girl who helped him out, made him think that there is still beauty in the world, but his previous environment was too bad... He wants to be

    big Laughing, laughing at myself for being too naive, but unable to make a sound. This is true for Junk Star, and it is also true for Venus Star, there is no difference. But the strong survive and the weak perish.     But why—why should his fate be doomed from the very beginning? Life, freedom, dignity, the rights of being born as human beings, things that are taken for granted by the nobles, why can't he get them despite all his efforts?     Why should he be treated as a commodity?     Why should he struggle in hell?     Why should he die?     Just by one origin? Just by a title? Just rely on an emperor? !     He doesn't believe it.     Owen felt that he was falling, the darkness was getting thicker and thicker, and his spiritual power was getting weaker and weaker, like a little light swallowed by the boundless abyss.     But he just repeated stubbornly.     I do not believe.     I do not believe.     I can not be reconciled! ! !     The light in the darkness is finally gone.     But the darkness seemed to be stirred by a supreme will, they twisted and struggled, and in the end they still couldn't get out of control. They gathered together, gathered into a pitch-black sword, and slashed outward.

    Owen opened his eyes. This brainwashing laboratory was still in his field of vision, and in front of him were eight B-rank officers and hundreds of former colleagues, all of whom looked at him with hostile eyes. They were all shrouded in layers of black mist, and his mental power was entwined with these black mist, as if they came from the same source. His will raised black mist, gathered into a sword, and swung it out in this slow and almost frozen time and space.

    cut!

    Cut off the power!

    Cut off life!

    Cut everything here!

    At that moment, invisible spiritual power swept across the entire base, and wherever it went, it was his domain. All machinery stopped, all brain signals of life stopped, and all intelligent systems were paralyzed.

    The restraints on his limbs were loosened, and Owen stood up, and even though the blood was streaming down his cheeks, he looked like a king more than anyone at this moment. The door opened for him at his will, and he walked slowly but surely towards the exit.

    Until he was blocked by a group of people retreating.

    An Zhiyuan, An Lin and four fully armed bodyguards stood in front of him. An Zhiyuan's face was full of astonishment and confusion, while An Lin looked at him with disappointed eyes, as if blaming him for letting her Lost a new toy.

    "An Lin, something happened, he must die."

    "I know, Dad. But, doesn't he have to be sent to the Imperial Court for accountability?"

    An Lin looked at Owen as if he was looking at a dead object. With that contemptuous look in his eyes, it seemed that they thought his life should be a matter of a word in their mouths, not worth mentioning.

    Owen took his last breath, the killing intent rolling in his chest like magma. His mental power was consumed violently, and he could feel that he was close to exhaustion. His body couldn't support it either, and he was about to fall backwards, but he knew that the base had a self-destruct program, and his last bit of mental strength could at least drag them to death together.

    He is ready.

    He finally couldn't hold it anymore, his legs went limp, but he heard the sound of brakes and the harsh sound of twisting metal doors.

    He fell into a warm and strong embrace.

    A long-lost voice sounded in his ears, low, gentle, with a bit of calm alienation.

    "Owen, do you want them to die?"

    He remembered this voice, at the inflection point of his fate, at the night of the garbage dump, at the siege of the garbage starport, and the farewell after reaching the eighteenth star area. He wanted to ask who he was, and why he would always appear without warning when he was the weakest, most embarrassed, and most miserable.

    But he couldn't ask, so he nodded with the last of his strength and said, "I think." A

    deep chuckle came into his mind.

    "As you wish."

    Owen finally fainted.

    An Zhiyuan's father and daughter looked at the enemy who suddenly appeared in surprise. It was a young man they had never seen before, with silver hair and black pupils, with an unforgettable handsome face, with an indifferent temperament, and the white hem fluttering in the violent airflow that ran through the exit of the base.

    "Xiaoxing, search for his information." An Zhiyuan gave an order to his AI.

    "Yo." The young man raised his eyes and smiled. "So you still have an AI."

    "Shi Han, are you just a mercenary? I don't know what relationship you have with this kid. If he is your employer, I'm afraid he won't be able to pay your expenses. Look at the mercenary For the sake of the guild, hand him over to us, and I will spare you." An Zhiyuan said.

    Shihan sneered. "The tone is serious."

    "You are the tone, little mercenary—"

    Shi Han was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. Before An Zhiyuan finished speaking, the silver-haired young man gently placed the person in his arms on the ground, and fixed a protective cover beside Owen. His black eyes lit up with blue light, as if thousands of lines were intertwined, and his arm instantly transformed into a high-energy particle cannon, which bombarded several bodyguards, but was blocked by their protective shields.

    "Machine—" An Lin screamed.

    Unable to make a single blow, Shi Han opened a hole on the side of both legs, stretched out two propellers, and completed a series of actions in the blink of an eye, charging towards the earl and his party at an unexpected speed.

    His eyes became brighter, and even the top of the silver hair seemed to be dotted with starlight. The power of the particle cannon was instantly increased by an order of magnitude, and it easily blasted through the protective shields of the bodyguards, blasted into their bodies, and shredded It tore their cells, shredded the hemoglobin, and shredded every function on which the body's survival depended.

    While all this was happening, his body turned around in the air at an angle that humans cannot do, and a light blade from the bottom of the boot stretched out, with the speed and power of the rotation, it slashed across An Zhiyuan's neck, triggering the trigger. A layer of protection, but the force still threw him against the wall. Then, he flashed by at an even more astonishing speed, and the huge kinetic energy pressed An Zhiyuan into the alloy wall. Under the extremely hard mechanical arm, the human head shattered like a watermelon.

    "—Robots."

    When An Zhiyuan's brains splashed on An Lin's body, she had just finished screaming.

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