"Uh..."

In the dark starry sky, Loerlik gradually woke up from his coma, and the previous battle seemed to be a dream, which made him stunned. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Didn't you die?

His arm tried to twitch, but he was confined to the cross, and his huge body was unable to move at all. It was all too weird, and Loerlik calmed down a little, and his eyes gradually condensed, and he finally saw what was ahead.

However, it was a scene that he couldn't believe.

Blood floated in the starry sky, as if it had converged into a river of blood, and the dense corpses of the Magma people obscured his vision, which was like a Shura field, which immediately made his heart tighten.

"Damn... Who!Who did it!?"

Loorlik bared his teeth, and the Magma of his own race were so miserable that his eyes were bloodshot and red, and he looked like madness.

However, no one answered his question, but a skull slipped off the top of the hill formed by the corpses of the Magmars, and rolled in front of Lohrik. The blood-stained head was facing Loerlik, and his expression before he died seemed to be extremely shocked, and the long hair had already been coagulated by the blood, hanging down on the latter's head.

Lorric's gaze froze, and his breathing almost stopped, as if a large hand had grabbed his throat, leaving him speechless.

Know him yourself!

He was a great commander of the clan, and his combat effectiveness was also at the top of this position, so he was sent to the Western Front, where the war was most severe.

The Grand Commander of the Western Front of the Magma Stars... So these people are... Fighters on the Western Front?

The anger in Loerlik's heart had already erupted like a volcano, and the scene in front of him shocked and hurt him.

West... On the Western Front, what's going on ...

And just as he was doubting the truth of the problem, a tall figure stood silently on the top of the corpse pile, walking towards Loerlik step by step. The latter raised his right arm, and the conical long sword was particularly eye-catching, and the almost frozen murderous aura and accumulated madness immediately made Loerric startled.

"You... You are..."

The huge body gradually approached, and Loerlik's gaze was fixed on the other party's body for a long time, and his stunned expression was full of resentment, which was extremely complicated.

"Motley... Why are you doing this!?"

The originally black body was almost obscured by blood, and a pair of gloomy eyes flashed with a violent red light, Motley sneered and stood in front of Loerric as if he had come out of hell.

"Why?"

As if lost in his mind by the killing, Motley unconsciously brandished his conical sword and shouted, "I'm just reclaiming the place that belongs to me!"

"They're all damn guys... They all pulled me out of that position before... So how could I possibly forgive them!"

Loerric looked at his brother who looked like a demon with a crazy face, exhaled a heavy breath, and said after a while: "It turns out that you went to the Western Front with such a mind..."

"Actually... There's no need..."Loerlik shook his head, and the dazzling scene in front of him made him not know what to do, and lowered his eyes heavily:

"There's no need for this... Brother..."

"Brother?"

As if he had heard something funny, Motley laughed suddenly, and wiped his left hand from the end of the tapered sword to the tip of the sword, the smell of blood running down his palm. He himself stepped on the head of the Great Commander of the Western Front of the Magma Star Planet, looked at Lohrik and said, "At this time... You remember that I'm your brother!"

"I don't know who... Push me off the presidency..."

Motley's words were full of hatred, and Senbai's fangs were exposed.

Loerlik was silent, not knowing what to say, and Motley looked like he couldn't listen to himself at all.

Mottley looks like a demon now...

Lohric couldn't help but think of what Ars said when their brother challenged King Lionheart:

"It's going to be a sinister and brutal fellow, and I can see through his gloomy and violent heart. In pursuit of power, this guy will turn into an unscrupulous demon. ”

Who knows, Ars actually said a proverb.

In the face of the silent Loerlik, Motley only acquiesced to him, and his heart was even more resentful, and his already dark heart was inexplicably angry. The huge body took a few steps forward, and suddenly raised its conical long sword and stabbed directly into Lorlik's left arm, piercing the entire arm fiercely.

With a flick of his sword, he directly flew out of Loerlik's left arm.

After experiencing the previous successive wars, Loerlik was already extremely weak, and in the face of Motley's methods, there was no way to resist at all, only to scream in pain, but it made Motley feel the pleasure of revenge in his heart.

"Pain... That's how painful I was!"

As Motley laughed, the voice that led him into the bottomless darkness rang out, "Yes... I spent most of my energy building a spatial wormhole to save you from that mortal situation, and I did nothing wrong. ”

"Brother... You're doing something wrong—" Lollik looked at the frenzied Motley and shook his head in pain.

"Am I wrong? You say I'm wrong!? I'm just punishing these damn guys... I'm just avenging my previous revenge!" Lorric's words provoked a sensitive spot in Motley's heart, and he frantically swung his conical sword, leaving deep scars on Lorrik's body.

"You don't want to die so easily... My good brother, I'm going to be fine... Treat you well!"

"The glory of the great president, the power to lead the race... Now I want you to give me back little by little!"

Loerric seemed to want to say something, but he glanced at the Shura field here, then at Motley, and finally shut his mouth tightly.

Large swaths of flesh were sliced from Loerric's body, revealing the white bones inside, and Motley was like a mad executioner tasked with Ling Chi on Lollik, who had no room for anything else in his mind, and was bent on only the ultimate goal.

Let the so-called family affection die... I want revenge, revenge for the hatred that was pushed down by Lohrik!

Lorlik's mind gradually blurred, his huge body twitched from time to time, and his eyes seemed to be filled with incomparable amazement.

He was already ready to drag Ars the Lionheart to die with him, but what did he deliberately arrange Motley to the Western Front for?

At that time, Als was killed in battle, and Motley was on the Western Front, most likely leading a large number of warships into the L77 nebula. This credit is enough for Mottley to re-ascend to the post of president of the National People's Congress of Magmaxing.

"To overthrow him, we must overthrow his tyranny! No president has ever taken pleasure in killing his own people as he did!"

"We will overthrow him, kill him!

......

"President, you can't let him go!"

"President, this is a struggle for power, there must be no mercy! It's inevitable in the future..."

"He's my brother! There's no way I'm going to do anything like that! I'm the president!!"

......

Brother... The Magma Nebula is up to you to lead...

"Ugh..."

In the starry sky, I don't know whose sigh came out, but it was annihilated in a vacuum.