A new camp in the rear of the second interracial theater of operations.

It turned out that the barracks had indeed been destroyed by Destroyer Nine.

But what the Glorious Army didn't know was that the barracks as big as the town, except for the outermost outermost number, which did have a large number of scarlet demons, some thorns, minotaurs, and some alien creatures who committed crimes, had long been emptied.

Originally, there were still a few demon lords there, and it was their undisguised aura and the size of the barracks that made all the exploration teams confirm that it was the base camp of the enemy behind enemy lines in the second war zone, and therefore, they were puzzled that there was no demon lord to stop the destroyer.

In fact, when they felt the clouds break through and the destroyer descended, these demon lords ran away.

In other words, apart from blowing up a barracks and killing nearly 10,000 low-level aliens, this expensive destroyer didn't play much of a role, and it also made the aliens see a card of humanity.

"I really didn't expect that the power of human technological weapons will be great again, Lang Bin, your body is the toughest of us, is it sure to resist the destroyer of mankind?" In the dark hall, a voice suddenly sounded.

"If you are on the periphery, you will be slightly injured at most, and if you are within 500 meters of the center of the explosion, there is no possibility of any of them."

"Lang Bin" said coldly, his voice was noticeably more steady.

"Even you can't bear it, it seems that if you encounter it again in the future, you can only let it explode in advance."

"Your Holiness can definitely resist it."

"Oh? Which Venerable One are you talking about? The first flirtatious voice asked.

"Any."

There was silence in the hall, followed by a chuckle.

"That's right, the strength of His Holiness is not something we can measure, and the so-called human S-class warriors who can match His Holiness are nothing more than that...... The green-skinned frog in the well. ”

"Okay, let's not talk about that, what do you think of the things reported by the Devil of Eye?"

"What else can you think, which Venerable One should be idle and bored to bury a puppet? It's better to sell the demon son of Doom and let him report to the Sixth Venerable alone, after all, he is the only two demons left in the line of Doom, even if he can't inherit the rank of the Venerable in the future, he is definitely stronger than us, and it is very important to have a good relationship, how can human beings say this? I want to think about it...... I think it's called 'PR', right? ”

"Hmph, boring."

"Don't be like this, Your Holiness isn't here, it's boring to guard the camp, I still have a human brain there, why don't you read it?"

"Boring."

“……”

……

Ling An returned to the White Tiger Fortress, and the high-ranking members of the Glorious Army were surprised by the attack on the [Owl].

Jiang Muye came back alive, which made Ling An couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

As the chief captain of the Fifth Legion squad, he did not have the strength of the strong man's mark, which originally made many people, including Ling An, doubt Jiang Muye's strength.

But he came back, not only did he come back, but he also walked away.

At that time, many people saw the three figures fighting in the sky, and understood that Jiang Muye was one against two. Even if they can't understand the A-level battle, one against two is enough to amaze them.

Sadly, more people are immersed in the pain of losing their companions.

[Owl] was hit hard by two consecutive missions, Jiang Muye, as the captain, could not escape the blame, plus this time many people were overloaded and fought for a long time, and the body could not bear it for a long time, after recuperating in the White Tiger Fortress, it was decided to let the [Owl] retreat to the human fortress first, and then participate in the battle after the cultivation was completed.

"It's so unlucky, why do we suffer every time." Zon sat by the window, unhappy.

Ling An looked at him, Zorn's mental state was quite good, many of the new engine warriors who joined the [Owl], most of them died in the Longnopeng Mountains, and now the remaining part of the mental state is mostly not stable.

For example, a C-level soldier who was about the same age as Ling An and the others sitting at the back of the third team still had gloomy eyes at the moment, and even if others enlightened him, he was still full of doubts about himself.

They are questioning whether they are really capable of dealing with the cruelty of the Red Mist Zone, and facing the horrors of the alien race in the absence of comrades around them.

Sighing silently in his heart, Ling An knew that these could only be crossed by themselves.

"Luck is not something we can decide, what we can do is to continuously improve our strength. Besides, our three-part team is lucky enough. Cheng Yi said with a lonely look in his eyes.

Ling An knew that when he said lucky, he meant that he was ambushed twice, and only one person died in the third team.

Some detachments, from the captain to the team members, did not survive a single one, compared to them, the three-point team has only two cumulative deaths, which is indeed lucky enough.

"Speaking of strength...... Zon suddenly remembered something, suddenly jumped up, and almost hit the ceiling.

"Can you have a little image...... Xiang Qingsong, who was sitting behind him, twitched his face.

"Ling An Ling An, you haven't told us yet, how did you kill that spy worm at that time!" Zorn didn't care about her, after "fighting" with Xiang Qingsong a few times, he knew deeply that this son-in-law, who currently looks stable, has much more powerful kung fu than his kung fu, even Zorn doesn't want to answer him easily.

"A secret method, Lao Ye taught me." Ling An had expected this for a long time, and glanced at Ye Zixu.

"Well, an ancient secret method of our Ye family, similar to blood explosion, but the effect is stronger, do you want to learn it?" Ye Zixu said indifferently.

"Can you teach me?" Zorn's eyes lit up.

Although everyone didn't know exactly how much Ling An's combat power span was at that time, they also knew that he had defeated the giant scarlet demon that was obviously above five hundred combat power.

If you can learn this secret method, wouldn't it be easy to skip the level and fight in the future? And looking at Ling An's current appearance, it seems that the side effects are not as big as blood explosions!

Looking at Zorn's expectant look, even Cheng Yi looked back.

Ye Zixu smiled slightly, half-got up, leaned forward, and whispered something into Zorn's ear.

I saw that Zorn's facial expression changed from expectation, to confusion, and then to pale.

"Really...... Is it really that scary? Zorn shuddered.

"Well, any power has a price, how about it, do you want to pay that price?" Ye Zixu asked with a smile.

"No, I don't have to." Zorn quickly shook his head, and glanced at Lina, who was sitting further back, looking out the window. Then he quickly looked at Ling An again, revealing a strange look, and then immediately turned back.

Ling An frowned, he only knew that Ye Zixu could help him conceal his pupils, even Ye Zixu himself didn't seem to know what Ling An was using.

But looking at Zorn's eyes, why do you have a feeling of "big brother, you are so brave" and "I sympathize with you"?

What did Ye Zixu say to him?

Blinking, Ling An tilted his head and looked at Ye Zixu in astonishment.

"Ling An, I'm taking it now, the Ye family's secret method, you really dare to practice." Xiang Qingsong also sighed.

Ling An didn't say anything on the surface, but he was screaming inwardly.

What a secret method?

Looking at the smile on the corner of Ye Zixu's mouth, Ling An was definitely tricked himself.

Wait, old leaf!

"The train has arrived! Welcome back to the fortress, all of you Owls! ”

[Owl] got out of the car, Ling An looked at it, the towering Zhou Tian Tower, the fortress wall that was so wide that you couldn't see the edge, on this Mars, only here can be regarded as a truly stable place.

This was something that Ling An felt when he came back last time, and this time, it was the newcomers who survived.

A newcomer suddenly cried bitterly, and Ling An remembered his name, called Takano Wenren, from Japan, and joined the Glorious Army at the same time as Ling An.

"It's okay, it's okay to come back here." The logisticians of the Sixth Corps, who came to receive them, were apparently informed in advance.

Two consecutive trips to the Red Mist Zone were ambushed by near-impossible survival, which was a minority among the Fifth Legion.

On the one hand, it proves that the comprehensive strength of [Owl] is really good, because many squads are wiped out in the face of this kind of encirclement and ambush.

On the other hand, most of the personnel who had just been replenished had died, and for the newcomers who survived, whether to continue to stay in the Fifth Legion and stay in [Owl] had become a question in their minds.

Ling An sighed as he looked strangely at the people of the third team beside him.

"You don't seem to feel much?"

Indeed, compared to the other veterans, everyone in the third team behaved calmly.

"What? Do you want us to fall on our knees and weep bitterly in front of so many people at the entrance and exit of the fortress? Xiang Qingsong raised his eyebrows.

It seems that the mental endurance of the third team is even better than he imagined, which reassures Ling An.

Before you know it, he's put himself on this team.

"Ling An, you go to the dormitory first, we have some things to do."

At this time, Matt, Ike and the others happened to pass by, and he casually said a few words to Ling An.

"Got it."

Zorn said that Ling An's attitude towards Matt had eased a lot, and Ling An only shrugged his shoulders.

After two trips to the Red Mist Zone, close to ten battles of all sizes, he had long forgiven Matt.

In the final analysis, Matt didn't do anything wrong at the beginning, not to mention that without Matt, their three-point team is estimated to have a lot of casualties.

"Everybody have a good rest and adjust their condition. Red Mist Zone, we will definitely go back. ”

……

Earth, the Sahara Desert of Africa.

A man with black skin, strong muscles, and brown armor fell from the sky at breakneck speed.

He is none other than the African Defense Chief, the S-class warrior who played the reputation of "Brown Lion" on the battlefield on Mars, Nelson Algernon.

But at this moment, this admired S-class warrior looked extremely embarrassed.

His brown armor had multiple cracks, and the corners of his mouth were bloody, and he fell from the sky, smashing a deep depression in the ground.

"Brown Lion, you're getting weaker."

Above the sky, a robed man with a haughty smile pointed his palm with slender fingers downward.

"Seventh ......" Nelson looked up, his pupils reflecting the demon in human form.

"But although it's a lot weaker, it's still durable." The seventh figure chuckled.

Blood-red beams of light converged from his palm, and almost in the blink of an eye, they reached Nelson's head, who had not yet risen.

Thundered!!

After the bombardment ended, the seventh statue raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not see any movement, and suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, the air suddenly burst where he was.

"Avoided again." Nelson appeared not far from where he fell, energy fluctuations flickering in his fist.

"Your current strength, I almost figured it out. Don't worry, I won't kill you today, just come to say hello to your old friend. Above the sky, the proud voice of the seventh reverberated from the sky.