I have never seen the spectacular image of the Darrant Expeditionary Force passing through the portal and then appearing out of thin air, and I will never understand the overwhelming superiority of the higher civilizations over the lower civilizations, nor will I understand why they can rule over a world with a very small number of indigenous people who are far more than their own.

For the indigenous population, the Expeditionary Force is a symbol of killing, destruction and destruction, but for the remnants of the Darents trapped in a barren world, the Expeditionary Force is a savior from the sky.

Because only with the help of the expeditionary force, the losers who have lost their absolute superiority have the opportunity to redeem their inferiority, suppress the rebellious natives, and establish their supremacy and majesty.

In a way, the Darrants had become accustomed to that unparalleled sense of superiority, completely unaware that they had become not much different from their once most hated foe, the gods.

It's all the same selfishness, the same don't treat people as human beings.

Looking at this huge army that had begun to build a magical fortress around the portal in an orderly manner, the supreme person in charge of the "Vault" finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly took two steps forward, and greeted with an extremely humble attitude: "Thank you for extending a rescue hand in time, Your Excellency Honorable Commander. ”

"Where is my brother?" the boy went straight to the point with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I don't know where your brother is, but I can confirm that he's in some unknown corner of the world. Plus, there's a tricky thing to take care of right now. With that, the person in charge turned and glanced at the tunnel behind him that led to the underground shelter.

I saw that in the originally dark and deep passage, dazzling violet light flashed from time to time.

This is undoubtedly a unique phenomenon caused by the gathering of magical energy attracted by a certain force!

The boy, who obviously knew a considerable amount of knowledge about the Darents, immediately raised his eyebrows and asked in a tone of uncertainty that "any of you are about to reach the tipping point?"

"That's right, his name is Wells, and as far as I know, he's the only guy who has survived meeting your brother. He's been obsessed with stalking and spying on a boy who looks almost exactly like you for a long time lately, if nothing else......"

The person in charge did not say it to death, but deliberately dragged it out for a long time, giving people unlimited space for reverie.

She was not a fool, and after the first glance at this high-morale expeditionary force, she realized that the other party had completed the complete conquest of the world of Ninety-Three.

According to the power of the remnants of the original gods of this world, the expeditionary force only needs to move a finger lightly, and it can be easily snuffed out once and for all.

"Oh, I think I need to meet him. ”

The boy glanced meaningfully at the Darent woman, who had some half-breed traits.

He could clearly feel that the other party was carefully using him to remove danger and obstacles for him.

The woman nodded without thinking: "Yes, whether it is to prevent him from crossing the critical point and causing unnecessary losses, or to find out the specific whereabouts of your brother, it is very necessary to meet him." ”

"You're smart, and you know how to measure things. These days, there are not many people who are both smart and know how to measure. I hope you don't be smart but be mistaken by being smart, and accidentally cross the bottom line. The boy reached out and patted the other cheek gently.

Although this was a typical provocative act, the woman did not show the slightest anger or displeasure, but responded with a smile: "Please rest assured, I am forced to do this." Rather than die at the hands of those filthy and lowly natives, I'd rather be saddled with a series of charges and sent to the prison of my home planet. ”

"Yes......" The boy shook his head noncommittally.

To be honest, he really couldn't understand why the Darents, who had expanded their sphere of influence to countless worlds, had an indescribable attachment to their home planet.

Almost every Darrant, including the Expeditionary Force, does not like to stay in other worlds for long periods of time, even if they can be powerful in conquered worlds, enjoying privileges that they would not have enjoyed in their home planet for a lifetime, as well as an abundance of resource rations.

"This is the charm of civilization! I am proud and proud of the glorious civilization created by our time, which is why I am deeply attached to everything on my home planet. What's more, looking at this barren planet, do you think anyone would want to stay?" the woman bent down and grabbed a handful of hot sand and let it slowly slide between her fingers.

"Barren, desolate, backward! I hope my dear brother will not be too disappointing. ”

The boy ignored the female Darrant because all his attention was drawn to the upcoming meeting.

As a man who had received a high magical education since he was a child, and who had free rein to dispose of the vast resources that ordinary Darrants would never dare to imagine in his life, he really couldn't imagine how different a brother who grew up on such a barren planet would be from himself.

Will the worldviews, values, expectations and views of the future between the two sides clash violently, so that they end up being undying enemies?

Within a few minutes of coming into the world, the boy's brain was already running at high speed, constantly considering all kinds of possibilities.

With an indescribable mixture, he quickly reached the door of Wells's room, gently pushing open the thick door that had been reinforced by magic at least six times.

"Who is it?"

The scrawny guy hiding in a dark corner stood up suddenly, his eyes revealing an extremely unhealthy pale gray.

Due to the long-term absence of food, his soul is constantly absorbing the magical energy in the air, and at this moment it is approaching a critical point, and it may detonate in the next second, completely destroying the people and facilities in the "Vault".

"Hello, Wells, I hear you've been watching my brother, tell me where he is now. The boy asked bluntly.

"Ah, it's you, you're another boy, how amazing, how unbelievable! You have more power than ninety-nine percent of the Darrants, or even better than him. ”

When he saw the true face of the comer, Wellston was so excited that he trembled and approached him, trying to touch the skin on his face.

Unfortunately, the boy took two steps back, frowned and scolded: "Stop! Don't come any closer! Your sick emotional reaction makes me feel sick, very, very disgusting......"