The eyes on the still expanding giant egg twisted smartly, making the body that couldn't help but stiffen and itch, and then in a few moments, some organs that did not belong to their own body would grow.

President Tartarus was already familiar with how to fight against this invisible pollution, and he closed his eyes tightly, a golden light lingering around him, resisting the power of the evil gods.

The cracks on the giant egg spread faster and faster, and the surface of the shell reflected more and more clear outlines, but nothing broke out of the shell.

The swarthy hole in the star-like dome never healed, but the golden light around it was gradually dissipating.

The space around him was distorted by force, and President Tartarus resisted exhaustedly, and he saw the head of the Purple Gold Federation, the morning light, and the golden shadow once again rushed forward without fear of death.

Its back was unwavering, but the figures that followed it before had fallen a lot.

And the starship group that is still floating in the air does not have the appearance of covering the sky and the sun before, but spreads a patch underneath, and starships are constantly falling.

The burst of fire caused a new wave of heat, which illuminated the sky for half a quarter and reflected those mottled reds.

Everyone took this battle seriously, but not so much, because not everyone experienced the rampant and powerful evil gods like the high civilization of Sewell.

It was more of the Purple Gold Federation and the Youxing Alliance, the leaders of the three alliances, who took the lead, and the high-level leaders had a strong sense of distress, so they gathered a large number of troops.

But after not being beaten to his hometown, and even pushing the battlefield outside, after the battle to exterminate the evil gods on the battlefield of Xudu.

Many of these people who were not pressed to the maximum by the pressure in the first place, and who did not really recognize them, and who carried out a counteroffensive and won the victory, had other chaotic ideas popping up.

What's more, most of the people who have gathered in this war have a feud or a new hatred but have to fight side by side.

The idea that "the enemy is nothing more than that" is still suppressed, but the atmosphere is subtly different.

It's just that Pedro's trap has forced them to make another big attack.

At this point in the battle, President Tartarus even began to wonder if Pedro was trapped on his own initiative, in order to let those arrogant soldiers defeat once, knock and knock, and let them completely recognize what kind of strong enemy the enemy is.

Then we should be serious and united in our common confrontation.

Even if the battle situation withers and is broken, it does not hurt the vitality, because this is a team put together by various families, and it will not be so terrifying to divide it up.

And this battle has shown all civilizations that there is a formidable enemy that cannot be matched.

No more people will say strange things or have different hearts, but they will start to be timid.

Because of the enemy's strength, if they really relax, it is easy to be directly attacked and annihilated in one fell swoop.

And the enemy's previous defeat was like a trick into letting their guard down.

But at this moment, the report that President Tartarus heard was brief and clear, and it became clear to him that they were running out of time.

The battle was lost, and the giant monster was not retreating but was actively attacking.

The retreat could lead such a monster back to the stars, where no one could claim to be able to save the innocent people and the planet they had worked so hard to build.

If you don't retreat, you won't necessarily be good, not to mention that only two percent of the huge team is now left, but they are all elites and the most top-notch powerhouses, if they are buried here, the stars will be chaotic.

What's more, it is no longer possible to support it at the moment, and President Tartarus is very aware of the situation at this time, and as far as the eye can see, there are few friendly forces around him, and they are all struggling to resist.

But the enemy in front of him was still expanding, like a real star, devouring the moths that pounced on it, but it was not set off in a wave.

"Nearly 100 million people of the Elo Legion have been damaged, and more than eighty percent of the starship group has fallen." President Tartarus found an opportunity to report to Pedro in the middle of the cracks, asking him to give a reply as soon as possible.

Whether to continue the offensive or simply retreat, how to fight if the offensive is to be fought, and how to retreat.

But President Tartarus was inclined to retreat, and the damage they had suffered today was too great anyway.

"The Naga Empire cried out that their thirteenth, fourth, and fifth seats were all folded here, and the other councillors were also badly injured and asked to retreat."

"The Naga are all new councillors, maybe their old ones took the opportunity to design them." Pedro's tone was extremely cold, "I can see clearly that those old things of Naga are hiding in the back of this battle to avoid the battle. ”

"But they also have good fellows, and now is not the time to settle scores, we have suffered heavy losses and it is indeed time to retreat."

"But ......"

President Tartarus heard Pedro's solemn order and said, "If you want to go, let the weak ones go, you will lead the low-level teams of those small civilizations to retreat first, and I will take these super S-rank cushions with me."

But he saw Pedro launch a more violent attack, which didn't look like he was going to retreat, but more like he was going to fight hard, and behind Pedro were his comrades who were covering each other.

Whether it is machinery or flesh and blood, whether it is black or white, they are all behind each other at this time, and they are entrusted with their lives against the enemy.

President Tartarus frowned, but said nothing, and turned around and led the retreat as ordered.

Pedro was not happy when he saw that the few starships that were still falling were retreating according to his orders.

So far, none of his goals have been achieved.

“…… Grass! Pedro sent a voice to the morning light, and his hoarse voice was helpless: "Do you have a way to get this monster out of its shell?"

He looked at the huge eggshell in front of him and was very unwilling.

It's just that such an embryo that has not yet hatched and has not grown all its hair has made them so embarrassed, and he can't help it.

“……”

The golden mech entrusted with hope silently dodged the attack, but did not avoid the aftermath, and the golden light on its body flickered with a single blow.

The Heartlock shone in the heart, and the spirit resonated, connecting with the starship world in a distant land.

So it can feel the details of the monster in front of it even more.

Even negative emotions such as evil thoughts, evil intentions, and anger cannot compete with the evil embryos condensed by the filthiest flesh and blood and the living sacrifices of innocent beings.

Because it's a whole world, a world made up of pure black.

It represents the complete opposite of evil in the starship world.

They couldn't match it before it was fully developed, and even more so when it broke out of its shell.

Because even if the shell is not broken, it is already a world, a world in gestation.

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