On this blood-colored twilight, when everyone couldn't hold on, the Leap Gate ten kilometers away suddenly burst into full bloom, and it bloomed from a steady ghost fire into a gate as majestic as a mountain. A group of cloaked samurai jumped one after another, and after a little delay to confirm the direction, they came towards the fortress.

"Pastoral! It's a madrigal!" a chief looked at it with round eyes, and then shouted in surprise, and suddenly, the base seemed to come back from the dead, and cheers came one after another: "Support has finally arrived!"

When the pastoral song first arrived at the "Proxima Centauri", I saw that the flowers and birds here were moving, the mountains were verdant, and it was obviously a blue star with countless scenic spots. Look at the exquisite fortress in the distance, made of a five-meter-high steel plate exterior wall, the towering watchtower and the slanted twin aviation cannons reflect the silver light in the setting sun, full of the characteristic beauty of the vassal civilization.

"Even the fortress has fallen, it's obviously a big victory, why do you still ask for help?" Li Zi also jumped over, glanced at the beautiful scenery, turned his head and asked Pastoral.

"I don't know. Let's go and meet Tan Hua first. With doubts, Madrigal led the team to run wildly across the wilderness, and the light and dust had not yet burned out, and the fortress was already close at hand. The Valkyries landed beside him one after another.

"Open the gates!" Madrigal shouted to open the floodgates.

The gate quickly rose, and Tan Hua led the warriors to hurriedly walk out, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I have been promoted to the centurion of the Freedom Flag by the God of War, and Tang Wei has been transferred by Wu Han to be a special training instructor. Pastoral Song has a lot of complaints about Wu Han's personal vendetta and calls him by his name.

"Okay...... How many people did you bring?" Tan Hua's eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't count them.

"200 people. "Pastoral thought to himself, aren't you talking nonsense, the Meteor Warrior Regiment, a total of only two hundred people, half of the Freedom Banner, plus Li Zi's Valkyrie Legion, a full strength of 200 people.

Tan Hua shouted: "The main force!"

"According to the coordinates, the fleet can only jump to the vicinity of the star system, and it will take a week or so of cruising at the speed of light to reach Proxima Centauri. Madrigal saw that Tan Hua was a little nervous, and glanced at Li Zi. Li Zi also frowned, obviously curious, but she hated Tan Hua, so she didn't talk to Tan Hua.

"What's going on?" Madrigal led the team to squeeze Tan Hua away, walked directly inside, and checked the state of the fortress with Li Zi. The fortress was strewn with blood, but there was not half a corpse.

"Probably energy-type creatures. Li Zi squatted down to check the bloodstains, and looked up at the madrigal: "Otherwise, it would be impossible to leave no corpse." ”

"It's not. Energy creatures can't do that. Madrigal stood in front of a roller shutter, observing a shocking rift. The two-centimeter-thick steel roller shutter was cut open by something extremely sharp, the crack rolled slightly inward, and a wall of blood exploded on both sides of the crack.

Li Zi stood up with her mouth open, stared at the crack with her eyes wide open, and didn't say anything for a long time. She is already a one-star martial god of the 5,000-magnitude level, but even she thinks that she has to do her best to make this longitudinal sword.

"What's the matter? The enemy didn't have a single corpse left, and the disparity in strength was too great?" asked Tan Hua again.

Li Zi lowered her head and pinched her chin. She felt that if the disparity in strength was so great, Tan Hua's casualties would be more than seventeen people—it was even possible that the entire army would be wiped out. There must be another reason.

Tan Hua opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start, he stammered anxiously for a while, and squeezed out a sentence: "I'll show you something." "Turn around and go.

Li Zi trotted after Madrigal and whispered, "I don't think even he knows the situation himself." ”

"Then we need to investigate it as soon as possible. At the end of the fleet's cruise, be sure to form a detailed debriefing. If Tan Hua is defeated, he can still hope that the fleet will survive, and if the fleet is defeated, few people will be able to escape from this galaxy alive. Pastoral hurriedly expressed his opinion, and then followed Tan Hua into a dark iron warehouse.

Li Zi raised her index finger, and a flame of light lit up, and the soft light illuminated the warehouse. She carefully navigated through the mess of guns, tables and stools, not letting the slanted steel scrape her skirt. Dong Zhang hoped for a long time, turned his head and asked Muge: "What is there to see here? It is an armory of the rebels." And there wasn't even a single body of the rebels? Did they give up the fortress?"

Pastoral looked at Tan Hua and asked a third time: "Tan Hua, what's going on?"

Tan Hua almost cried out, and shouted imcompetently: "I don't know what's going on! When I attacked here, the fortress was already empty! The corpses of the rebels are not nothing, but they have been properly buried, and in order to find out the truth, I even dug up the grave and examined the coffin, but they all died in dismemberment, just like our samurai!"

"How did our samurai die?What troops did you attack?What does the enemy look like?" Madrigal was about to lose patience, he approached Tan Hua, stared at Tan Hua's wandering eyes, and tortured aggressively.

"The question is...... I don't see what the enemy looks like......" Tan Hua snorted for a while, and finally squeezed out a shameful fact.

Li Zi screamed: "The crack in the roller shutter is so big, the enemy's size must be a burly one! You have killed seventeen samurai, and you can't even describe the appearance of the enemy?"

Before Tan Hua took refuge in Wu Valve, he had attached himself to her, but Li Zi was arrogant and naturally rejected people. After coldly seeing Tan Hua and Wu Yu in an embarrassed way, Li Zi has always been disgusted with Tan Hua's character, so when she talks to Tan Hua, it is when she can't bear it anymore.

Tan Hua broke the can, and also blushed and roared thickly: "You weren't here at the time, what qualifications do you have to point fingers at me! That kind of horror that you don't know how long you can live, you will never understand! Those seventeen warriors were not killed in battle, they were killed violently!"

"Violent death?!" Li Zi remembered Wu Yu who died violently on the hospital bed.

"Look at this armor!" Tan Hua angrily pointed to the steel wall of the armory.

Li Zi and Madrigal looked back, only to see a sheet metal cuirass strangely "glued" to the steel wall, hanging in the air, empty like a crab shell that has been eaten empty. The blood stains bloomed like flower petals, with the cuirass as the center of the circle, and blew up a wall.

"It's the same as the blood stains on the roller shutter. The samurai was killed instantly, evaporating on the spot, leaving behind an empty shell-like armor. Pastoral said. Li Zi nodded, indicating that she had seen the same thing. Then she cautiously approached the armor, trying not to touch it, and then lit up to see why the armor was "sticking" to the wall.

The samurai was probably scared at the time, so he stood with his vest against the wall. But it was pierced by a wall. The murder weapon brought the deformed steel wall into the samurai's body, and then caused a secondary explosion in the samurai's chest, which was the cause of the death. The roll of the steel wall was then firmly connected to the armor, and it can be seen that the explosion force in the samurai's body cavity was accurately calculated, and the force was not too large or small, which was very strange. After a little thought, Li Zi restored the scene at that time, and she didn't know how high it was than Tan Hua, which immediately impressed the pastoral song.

Tan Hua was indifferent, his lips trembled and he muttered, "This...... It's not the scariest ......"

Madrigal was tired of his nervousness, and asked angrily, "Then what are you afraid of?"

"You go and see...... Behind the wall. Tan Hua swallowed his saliva and said.

Madrigal strode out the door to look behind the wall. "It's a big deal, it's a knife edge! Piercing the steel wall with a murder weapon, even I, a two-star samurai, can do it!" He found that Tan Hua followed him closely every step of the way, as if he was afraid of being alone.

Li Zi waited for a long time, but didn't hear a voice outside, and couldn't help but ask in a loud voice, "Pastoral, have you found anything?"

Silent.

Li Zi brushed the hair from her cheeks and thought proudly, "It's better for Miss Ben to solve the case herself." "I went around the wall in person, and saw Mu Ge and Tan Hua standing upright behind the wall, which was extremely weird.

"What do you see?" asked Li Zi as she walked over and asked curiously.

Pastoral looked back at Li Zi, her face was pale, and Li Zi was startled.

"Didn't see anything. Pastoral's mouth dried up, and he spoke dryly: "That's the point." ”

Li Zi looked at it, and the back of the wall was extremely smooth, and there was no such knife hole that burst and cracked as he imagined.

The samurai obviously died against the wall, but the secondary explosion in his chest cavity killed him instantly, and even the armor was firmly clamped by the rolled mouth of the wall, proving that the murder weapon was indeed pierced from the wall.

But the smooth and intact steel wall silently proves that the murder weapon did not pierce the samurai through the wall.

"It's a paradox. Tan Hua shuddered and lost his voice, like a dog whimpering to the point of dumbness: "We can't imagine the enemy's attack, and no one knows which will be the next dead prey...... We hadn't slept for three days, and there were still people dying in the dark, blood blowing up walls...... This fortress has been cursed by the rebels, this is the revenge of the ghosts, right? We have done too much to those ants, so we are hated by the ghosts!"