Obviously, it is not an easy task to break through the ultra-long-distance teleportation device that is cut off by the energy storm.

At least at this stage, in the entire Darrant civilization, only a boy can do it.

As for the spellcaster legions in those expeditionary forces, they can only do peripheral chores at most, and they really touch the core area, and no one dares to easily touch those energy storms that are enough to tear a person apart.

So when the massive legion-level portal was built, the boy appeared in front of the huge chaotic building, staring at the strange glint in his eyes.

You must know that in order to keep it a secret, he has personally cut off the connection between this place and the home planet, so anyone who is not a fool realizes that the Supreme Commander of the Expeditionary Force is planning something important.

Unfortunately, no one present dared to stand up and raise objections, let alone make a defiant move.

Because in the process of conquering this world, the boys have proved how ruthless they are to their enemies with too many blood donations and deaths, and they don't want to end up like the natives.

After all, after the walls were erected, everyone could clearly see the daily changes in the survivors, and these poor creatures were worshipping the invaders who almost killed them as gods.

In particular, the power of pious faith is definitely enough to create a god of great strength.

You must know that the Darrant civilization has killed countless gods, knows the advantages and disadvantages of the belief system very well, and can also use the power of faith to craft some weapons and items.

So after confirming that the survivors could really supply a steady stream of faith power, some of the originally skeptical people immediately made a 180-degree turn.

And those poor survivors will not know that they and their descendants will never have a future, and their only value is like livestock in a fence, constantly giving everything to their masters.

"Your Excellency, I need to warn you that this is a bit unruly. The leader of the shapeshifters lowered his voice and cautiously reminded.

"Huh!" the boy smiled disdainfully. "Tell me, what are the rules? The old antiques in the council? they just take advantage of the fact that they were born earlier than all of us, otherwise how could they have access to a huge amount of resources to sustain their long lives. ”

"The problem is, if you go against their will, you're likely to cause a lot of unnecessary trouble. The conquest of this world is enough to make your resume shine, and the rest will have a place in the council sooner or later, as long as they follow the rules. You're a genius, a true genius, not only with incredible talent, but also with a mature and cold intelligence, so why take any chances. An older male spellcaster next to him also comforted.

According to the laws of the Darents, each expeditionary force corresponds to a world, and unless permission is granted, it is forbidden for expeditionary force commanders to privately connect with each other, or even help each other, let alone directly cross from one world to another.

This is mainly to prevent the commander of the expeditionary force, who holds the military power, from secretly forming a large force that is enough to threaten the security of the mother, and then launching a military coup to seize the supreme power.

"No, you don't understand! Rights are of no value to me. What I'm looking for is something you can never understand. Alright, stop talking nonsense, get out of the way, I'm going to clean up the energy storm that blocked the teleportation now. ”

With that, the boy directly blurred his body, passed over the other person's body, raised his hands and began to chant complex and jerky incantations loudly.

With the melodious syllables, the passage full of mania and chaos gradually became clear.

When the raging energy storm completely disappeared, he didn't stop for even a second, and went straight through.

Looking at the dark blue light emitted by the huge portal, the leader of the shapeshifters asked the male spellcaster next to him with a wry smile, "What do you think we should do next? Will we continue to follow His Excellency the Commander steadfastly, or will we secretly restore contact with the home planet?"

"I don't know! Continuing to follow him will make us traitors in the eyes of the mother planet, or rebels, which is not a good thing, even if we are not liquidated in the end, we will be suppressed and even exiled in disguise. But if you betray him, I can guarantee that no matter where you flee, there is no guarantee that you will escape revenge. The Darrant male spellcaster gave his analysis rather helplessly.

"So...... We're caught in the middle now, and we're either going to give it a go, or we're going to be honest and unproductive, and then we'll find a way to clear our minds when the home planet senses something is wrong?" said the shapeshifter leader meaningfully and tentatively.

The shapeshifters have never been a race that likes to keep to themselves.

On the contrary, they are innate adventurers and speculators, eager to seize every opportunity they can climb up.

The male spellcaster obviously knew what the other party was thinking, and asked with a smile, "Do you think this is an opportunity?" Don't forget, we are not honorable commanders, we have a talent and bloodline that is the envy of the entire civilization. So no matter how big a mistake he makes, he doesn't have to worry about his life, at most, he is under house arrest on his home planet, and he can reproduce some half-blood offspring as much as possible, so that his excellent bloodline can be passed on among the Darents. ”

"Failure means death. I've always been very clear about that. But don't lose sight of the fact that our Commander is an eclectic man of great strength and leadership. He's only a little over twelve years old, can you imagine what he's going to be like in ten, twenty, thirty years? The shapeshifter leader's tone was inflammatory.

"Damn! I need a moment to think about it. Until then, let the army through the portal. By the way, look at the Commander, why do you care so much about a barren planet that has lost almost all of its resources. ”

The male caster was obviously much more cautious than the other and decisively chose to change the subject.

From his point of view, instead of making a choice too early, it is better to wait and see for a while, and wait for the situation to be clear before taking sides.

Anyway, he was a spellcaster, and he belonged to the out-and-out privileged class in the society built by the Darents, and there was no need to gamble on his future and fate.

Soon, under the command of officers of all ranks, more than two-thirds of the expeditionary force passed through the portal and embarked on a new journey......