"Great Promoter, the transport plane sent by Srayne has already carried Bysher's diazine and left."

The Promoter, who had soaked his whole body in diazine, relaxed the pores of his body, and under the deliberate control of psionic energy, a part of the essence of diazine was integrated into his body through the pores, and then strengthened his body.

With the disappearance of the pleasure of entering the diazine at the beginning, it was soon replaced by a new sensation that took over the feeling of the promoter.

That's pain.

The overload of dizine washed over his nerves, making him feel like he was soaked in the hot oil of hell every second.

Soon, he reached the limit of his pain and reappeared in the air after he broke free from the soaking of diazine.

There was still a lot of purple diazine attached to his body, and as the skin was exposed to the air, the skin of the star spirit that was supposed to be blue was now terrifyingly white. The excruciating pain left the promoter speechless, and he cast his gaze, distorted by pain, onto the zealot beneath his feet.

The Zealot is fearless because of the firmness of his faith, and because the Exalted Man has just left the bath of the Razine.

After a long while, the powerful and painful feeling brought by the diazine dissipated, and the promoter slowly spoke.

"Srayne's gang of greedy moths. While they enjoy the best of the diazine planet, they are also constantly plundering the planet rich in diazine. The promoter said something rebellious. However, at this time, there were only two people present, and their absolute superior-subordinate relationship made the fanatics not dare to disobey the will of the promoter at all, and certainly did not dare to tell the truth.

"How many diazine are there at the altar?"

After venting his anger, the promoter asked the zealot who was prostrate at his feet, and the zealot replied:

"They swept away the diazine."

The Promoter almost smashed a Mind Blast on the Zealot's body in anger, but in the next second, he suppressed the nameless rage.

This fanatic has been his microphone for many years, not to mention reluctance, just the problem of habit makes it impossible for him to kill the killer.

But it's still okay to vent your anger by teaching a lesson.

The Promoter stood on the ground with both feet and threw a kick at the Zealot. The Zealot had apparently been attacked like a punching bag many times, and he didn't use his psionic shield to deliver the blow with his own body.

The Zealot flew to the other side, his eyes closed and no movement of psionic power.

"Something happens, the promoter ......"

Suddenly, a psionic crystal rang out, and the promoter's psionic energy surged, channeling the glowing and floating crystal to his side.

"Hello, Promoter." On the other side of the crystal, there is another promoter. They are both promoted in the chain of Tadarin's ascension, but because the ranking is too long, they are ranked too late. Since they no longer know who is higher and who is lower in order of each other, the promoters on the planet Baisher get along in a near-equal way to avoid unnecessary disputes.

"I spotted a human battlecruiser in orbit. I don't know the purpose of his appearance, but I'm sure they have malicious intent in their hearts. ”

"A human battlecruiser? Whatever their purpose, we should reach out to the remaining two promotionees to discuss the decision. Be well prepared. ”

After the two promoters finished their communication, the painful Zealot climbed up with difficulty against the wall, and the promoter raised his hand for a moment: "Zealot, take out two crystals." I'm going to contact the two remaining promotions. ”

There is no opportunity to rest.

Because Tadarin's Zealots are in an absolute lower position in the Chain of Ascension, this allows the Promoters who can get along with each other on an equal footing to oppress the Zealots and other low-level Star Spirits.

However, they could not resist.

The Zealot took out two crystals and gave them to the Promoted through psionic energy. The promoter doesn't care about the zealot, he pours psionic energy into the crystal.

Soon, two other promoters on the planet Bysher appeared on the other side of the crystal. Along with the first glowing communication crystal, three crystals floated in front of the promoted person at this time.

"Hello, my colleagues." As a fellow promoter, his way of greeting is slightly unique.

"A human force has appeared high in orbit, and in just a few short worlds, they have landed in Baisher. And began to build a line of defense. The first to discover humanity said, and the other sneered.

"Those humans are just backward and ignorant creatures, and it is necessary for them to practice us?"

After the other two promoters expressed disdain for humans and their lack of interest in getting involved, they severed their psionic connections.

The character is really bad.

"Alright, it's just you and me." The promoter tossed aside the crystals that had been dimmed by the loss of communication, and then said to the only one that was still lit, "What are we going to do?" My personal opinion is to defeat them. ”

"That's what I think, too, but before I do it again, it's better to have some negotiations. While the defeat of the alien race is a great achievement, if the gifts of God are tarnished by humans, then no amount of great achievements can make up for it. ”

"I'll prepare the troops, you negotiate, the one who is promoted."

"I'm going to prepare my troops, too."

The exchange between the two psionic masters ended quickly. Soon, half the planet's war machine was slowly in motion. They are ready for the test of humanity.

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Outside the Ranger lines, a Tadarin reconnaissance plane hovered outside the range of the missile tower, and the reconnaissance plane used psionic energy to connect the channels of the command center, presenting the top leaders of both sides to each other's eyes.

"Ever since you humans stepped into space, this has been the sacred place of our Tadarin. Please, leave at once. ”

The defensive line is being arranged, countless Marines have reached the ground via transport planes, and a large number of Goliath-armed robots for air defense are ready to deal with the Astral Air Force that may appear at any moment.

"I said, we just want to order diazine, take it and leave, don't bother you."

To avoid conflict, Jim even uses you.

But soon, the furious promoter learns that the gift of defiling God is something that you can't erase for a thousand devout believers.

"Nope! You cannot be defiled, the Creator suffocated! "The promoter's anger has reached a certain level, and he can't even speak fluently.

"Warriors of Tadarin! Execute all those who desecrate the altar. ”