Song Zhe gained a lot in the magic world this time, but most of them were not brought back.

Having children in that world, he kept most of his resources behind. Seriously, he's not a good husband, and he's not a good father. Sometimes, he even thinks that he is a scumbag.

Fortunately, he has become his incarnation in the entire Canglan Sea, and at least he can give them a compensation.

It's inevitable to embark on another journey.

Song Ci knew that he couldn't stop Song Zhe's decision, so he could only send his blessing in the end.

……

At this time, an earth-shattering battle is taking place.

The main guns of each battleship kept flickering, and every time a pillar of energy light flew out, accompanied by one violent explosion after another.

Around the battleship fire, there are still many mechs fighting.

A powerful mecha can ignore the beam fired by the battleship and shuttle wantonly on the battlefield, turning one mech after another into a pile of scrap metal.

"Red Scourge! Oh my God, how could it be the Red Scourge, wasn't he on a mission in the UUHH Star Field, how could he run here! ”

"Damn, we were fooled, this is a premeditated ambush, retreat!"

"Don't, don't come, oh my God, he's coming......"

The communication channel was in a mess, and one of the mechs suddenly became a mess because of the addition of the red mech.

The Red Scourge, a forbidden existence here, is the seventh existence ranked among the ten mechs.

The bombardment of the main guns of ordinary battleships on the body is almost like tickling.

For these ordinary mechas, the Red Scourge's posture is completely crushing, and it feels like crushing ants to death.

With his joining, the other side soon showed signs of rout, followed by a complete collapse. From an invasion strategy to a great escape.

The Red Scourgeon was silently suspended outside the planet, looking at the distant starfleet, and did not pursue.

As a machine god, he has his own pride, and he simply doesn't care about these defeated soldiers.

Looking at the vast starry sky and the ruined space battlefield, the pilot of the Red Scourgeon couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Two years ago, that man seemed to be born out of nowhere, and the entire mecha world was bloodied at an unstoppable speed. Both geniuses and veterans were defeated at his hands.

Luo Han once manipulated a mecha of the same type as him to fight, or rather, it was not a big battle at all, and as a divine pilot, he still had no room to fight back in front of that man.

In just three moves, he was defeated.

One move knocked his mecha to the ground, the second move covered the entire fuselage with cracks, and the third move directly blew him up.

Fortunately, this is a virtual fight, and no such tragedy has happened in reality.

Afterwards, Luo Han downloaded this battle video and studied it repeatedly, and sadly found that if he was given another chance, he would still be beaten by the other party's three moves.

If he piloted the machine god, Luo Han was only sure that he would tie with the other party, which was still based on factors such as the special material of the machine god itself.

Because the B-2 mecha is only a standard mecha in the army, the maximum output power cannot break through the defense of the mech.

There is no need to think about winning the war, he is not sure that he will touch the other party at all.

"This is the real master!" Luo Han sighed with emotion, looking at the starfleet that had disappeared, and felt so boring. Bullying children does not have a sense of accomplishment at all, but will feel a little humiliated.

"He is definitely not the first machine god, and the first body is also very strong, but their fighting methods are different." Luo Han drove the Red Scourgeship back to Moben and went straight to his private residence.

A miracle pilot like him has a luxurious residence on every planet, and no matter whether he usually comes or not, someone specially cleans it. This is a kind of respect for the Divine Pilots by the entire Interstellar Federation, and it is also one of the privileges of the Divine Pilots.

One Divine Pilot, as powerful as ten Starfleets.

However, considering the flexibility of the mecha, the actual destructive power caused by the mecha is even higher.

The only good thing here is purity.

Coming out of the mecha, Luo Han walked to a cabin, raised his hand to push open the hatch, and then lay down.

The hatch closed automatically, and several sensors protruded from it, connecting with Luo Han's neurons.

Luo Han took a deep breath and his consciousness sank, at this time, he had entered the virtual world.

Picking out a B-2 standard mech from his mecha hangar, he piloted this mech to start today's challenge.

Ever since that person swept through the virtual machine armor fighting at the speed of a whirlwind, there was a sudden trend here. Many people choose to duel in a B-2 mech to show off their skills.

The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

The vast majority of people don't have that kind of superb technology.

Luo Han's skills are very strong, otherwise he would not have been able to become a divine pilot, and in these days' battles, he has won 734 consecutive battles.

Because there is no mekgod data in the database of virtual fighting, there is no mekage in this world.

With their technology, some weak mechs are also able to dismantle powerful mechs into pieces.

Luo Han has been studying the moves used by that person these days.

With a punch and a kick and a slap, he fell apart at that time.

He was trying to find the tricks of those three moves from the battle.

Three very simple moves, Luo Han studied for two years and didn't learn, the only thing he knew was that the person had simplified the complex, and simple moves could often burst out with unprecedented power.

Song Zhe looked at the countless challenge books in his mailbox a little speechlessly, since he washed the virtual fighting world two years ago, his mailbox exploded.

Usually, as long as Song Zhe goes online, countless people will inevitably send challenges.

Some of them really want to improve themselves by fighting him, some really have some strength, but many more are trying to become famous overnight by challenging him.

This kind of person Song Zhe directly ignored, even if it caused a lot of abuse and ridicule, Song Zhe didn't care.

A group of people who don't know what to say, are narrow-minded, and short-sighted, and they are not worthy of Song Zhe's attention.

Compared with Song Zhe's relaxed and freehand moves, the silver dragon is much worse.

has lived longer than Song Zhe, but Yinlong's fighting skills are still unflattering.

If nothing else, just a teenager who has studied for three or five years can beat her under the same conditions.

"Adult~"

"Hit by someone else again?" Song Zhe didn't need to look at it to know what was going on.

"Why can't he just stand there and let me punch me, he has to run around!" The silver dragon began to make fools again.

Song Zhe comforted: "That's not because the force of your punch is too great, and the other party doesn't dare to confront you head-on." ”

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