"I sense that there are horrible creatures sleeping in the depths of that planet, and perhaps our journey will be hindered in an unexpected way. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" The black-robed Great Lich picked up the thick "Naraku Holy Codex", and his dry lips pursed slightly.

"Brother Black-robed, we have no way back here." Mars emphasized in a deep voice.

"I know, but ...... Forget it, I will definitely do what I promised you, and you must remember the promise made to me. The black robe muttered softly.

The Dragon King's face changed, and he gritted his teeth and nodded resolutely: "As long as I can do this, I can use the Scaly Armor Heaven according to your requirements." ”

"'My request'? Brother Mars, if you want to make the most of the power of the Scaly Sky, that is the most efficient and easiest way to do it. Outlaw corrected coldly.

The dragon king agreed with everything he said, but there was still a hint of unease in his heart. Efficient and simple methods are often the most ruthless methods. He was worried that he had been unwittingly led astray by the black robe, and even worried that if he would violate Tiamat's creed? But he had already written the contract with his own hands in the "Naraku Holy Scripture", and there was no road to regret, even if it turned out to be wrong in the end, at least there would be no regrets, and those who were destined to be sacrificed...... He can only apologize - without an iron heart, how can he achieve the hegemony of Wang Tu.

Otlo tugged at the hood of his cloak, raised his hand to open the gangway, and stepped out. Mars followed him, and a group of Naraku acolytes dressed like them quietly appeared, their heads also bowed, their cloaks covering half of their faces, silently flying away from the mothership towards the snow-covered planet in the distance.

"Can you teleport now?" The dragon king asked the black robe with a spiritual connection.

"It's too late, the low-earth orbit of the 'Prison Gate Star' has been blocked by magic, and we can only mix in the group of acolytes to force our way through, which can reduce the possibility of being targeted and attack, and the chances of a smooth landing are higher." Outlaw replied indifferently.

"Blockade?" The Dragon King looked around in surprise, "Andre and they haven't rushed over yet, who set up the space lock." ”

"Behemoths created by the gods themselves, they lurk all over the astral plane, and only gather around the Prison Gate Star when a cold snap erupts, and the only mission of these mythical behemoths is to prevent any outsiders from breaking into this forbidden planet."

Mars patted the thick, black-shelled book under his armpit. Every soul absorbed into the Naraku Sacred Book will have their lifelong memories and knowledge written into the pages of the book for the reference of its owner. In this way, the black robe inherited a vast amount of knowledge, including the previous masters of the Naraku Holy Codex, there are many secrets in this world, but there are not many secrets that even he doesn't know.

Sometimes he can even glimpse the trajectory of fate through the Naraku Holy Codex, such as foreseeing in advance that a young man born in the Forte Atonement may become the chosen person of the goddess of fate, and this young man will cause him trouble for years to come, so it is natural to destroy this dangerous seed in advance, such as instructing a dog demon to devour the soul of the other party...... Unfortunately, foreseeing the future is not the same as changing the future, at least in this case, he knows that not only did he not get what he wanted, but it was self-defeating. Thinking of the past, the black-robed great lich tugged at the corners of his lips like withered leaves, and a touch of shadow appeared in the depths of his eyes.

At the same time that the Mother of Naluo was approaching the low-earth orbit of the Prison Gate Star, violent shock waves were heard in the vacuum one after another. Grey Sizzle, who is experienced in space navigation, immediately realized that this was an anomalous gravitational wave caused by the mass of mass swarms, and hurriedly issued a warning to the command center of the Naluo Sky Mother.

"Your Majesty, Miss Tamara, at 9 o'clock and 6 o'clock, two waves of unknown objects are about to teleport over, please be prepared."

"I know, I'll go back right away." In the bridge hall of the Naluo Sky Mother, Kraken received a warning from the Gray Sir through the "Mind Connection", and turned his head to look at the bright girl in the black dress beside him, "The Great Floating City is chasing over, I have to go back to the 'Crystal' to sit in town, command the fleet to intercept those nasty guys, you are more familiar with the combat facilities of the Naluo Sky Mother than me, and the task of escorting the black-robed brother and the dragon king will be handed over to you." ”

"I'll be careful, and I wish you a victorious start." Tamara knew that Kraken was not worried about the Gisyankee mercenaries, and did not dispute her decision to hand over command.

Kraken raised the legendary tentacle scepter, and ten purple tentacles floated into the air, and in the next moment, her figure had disappeared into thin air, teleporting to the bridge of the "Crystal" a hundred miles away. Almost at the same time, a huge silver sphere appeared out of thin air, followed by eight tower-shaped warships of different colors outside the porthole of the "Crystal", and after that, a large brown drop-shaped hull teleported one after another, it was none other than the Jiszelai Warrior Monks from the Temple on the other side of the Chaos Sea.

Kraken narrowed his long phoenix eyes slightly, and ordered Sir Gray without looking back: "Stop them!" ”

Sir Grey stroked the "Insight Crown" and projected his senses into the distant starry sky, while the ship's crystal ball connected to his line of sight, quickly adjusting the guns to what he saw, and transmitting all the data to each of the warships under his command. In just an instant, the Gyrsyankee fleet completed the unified revision of the firing parameters, and the side gun windows were opened together, and the shelling was launched towards the fleet of the Red Plum Alliance that had just been teleported a hundred miles away.

Electricity and fire intertwined in the starry sky, and the cannonballs exploded into clouds of red smoke. The first round of test shots was charged with a colorant in order to provide a conspicuous reference for subsequent firing. The first round of shelling by the Kisyankees fired a straddle shot, which was a good start, and with the firing parameters corrected according to the point where the shells landed, the next round of shelling would have a great deal of certainty of a direct hit on the enemy ship.

"Reloading and filling dissociation bombs!" Zorn Gray gave the order decisively.

At this time, the ships of the Red Plum Alliance on the opposite side have completed the teleportation and stretched out the force field shield, whether it is an armor-piercing bullet or a high-explosive bomb filled with a large amount of alchemy gunpowder, it is difficult to destroy the force field shield, and most offensive magic is powerless against it, and the best weapon to crack the force field shield in actual combat is a special cannonball infused with 6 rings of dissociation.

Perhaps out of the psychology of pinching soft persimmons, or perhaps because of the ancient feud that affected Sir Gray's decision, the second round of artillery fire of the Giesyankee fleet concentrated on the opposite Gizele fleet. Perfusion dissociation shells break away from the muzzle and travel through space at breakneck speed, like a dense row of combs. The warships of the Giszelle were shelled one after another, and the warheads exploded on the impact of the force field wall, and green beams burst out of the shrapnel, tearing the translucent force field shield. Searing shrapnel rained down through holes in the force field, and the brown hull burst into flames.