Early the next morning. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey! Stupid, get up. Angelil pushed open the door to Fan's room.

The more she came into contact with Fan, the more she began to be a little "presumptuous", not only because she had no fear, but more importantly, because she had a deeper understanding of Fan's character.

On the premise of not violating the bottom line of the Vatican, his indifference is more of a habit.

Angelil walked into the room a few steps, but Van had already woken up, moving through the room with swift and light steps.

His hands swung in the air as he moved, obscuring the crimson streaks that seemed to flow more and more like lava as he swung them.

The sound of breaking the air resounded in the room, and Fanna's strong muscles continued to rise and fall, and the outline was clear and perfect.

And when he finally finished the action, he put on a dark burqa hanging from the hanger.

The wide burqa was worn on his body, but it was just right, and the reason why the Yama loved cloak and burqa was that they were a good way to cover up the mechanical suits and keep them from being too obtrusive.

"Something, say." Van moved his body.

Angelil came back to her senses at this point.

"Ahem." Angelil coughed awkwardly, "The elders of your victory over Canaan have already known, your strength has been recognized, and the elders have decided to meet with you today." Angelil's fair face flushed slightly.

Fan nodded indifferently and walked gently past Angelil's side, completely ignoring the delicate face that was close at hand.

Angelil wrinkled her good-looking nose and walked in front of Van in a few steps.

Ten minutes later, in the meeting hall of the Byron family, two figures finally walked in front of one and one behind.

"Father, he's coming." Angelil said, bending slightly to all the patriarchs.

Dozens of pairs of eyes instantly focused on Fan's body.

"I heard you defeated Canaan." Fei Lang asked calmly.

After hearing this, Van just nodded and responded in a more calm manner.

"Good." Fei Lang nodded, "Are you still used to it?" ”

"It's very easy to use and works well for me." Van replied with some solemnity.

"Yes." Fei Lang nodded again, "Then do you have confidence in the final victory?" ”

"Nope." How Brahman answered.

"No!? What are you talking about? ”

"Do you think that everything you get now comes at no cost? Before you entered the war, you were cowardly, are the angels of death all like you! ”

Many of the patriarchs were immediately furious, and they could not accept Fan's answer at all.

Even Angelil pulled Lafan in a little panic, she didn't understand why he said that.

"Young man from the Angel of Death, don't we have enough in store for you." Fei Lang frowned, "The desolation is enough to consume the family's income tax for nearly three years, and in the end, it can only be exchanged for an answer like yours?" ”

After hearing this, Fan shook his head, "First, before I see my opponent again, I will never blindly estimate the gap between myself and the enemy, and second, I am no longer an angel of death. ”

"Father, he always did this, I hope you don't mind, but isn't it true that he defeated Canaan? And he didn't have the desolation at that time. Angelil said hurriedly.

Firang closed his eyes and sighed, then nodded eventually.

"Bring it up." He said slowly.

So under the protection of a team of elite guards in full armor, a Byron senator walked in with a box in his hand.

At the same time, all exits in the hall were immediately sealed, and even behind Van there were several high-level reformers who were heavily armed.

"Most of you have only heard of this thing, but you have never seen it, and today I have decided to let you see it with your own eyes. And tomorrow it will leave Byron for the time being and be sent to the central government. ”

"This is something that belongs to Byron, so I think you have a right to see it as it really is." Philan waved his hand solemnly and solemnly.

"Open."

As the creak of the box opening faded into the silent hall, dozens of pairs of eyes stared intently at the inside.

It was an inky insect crystal as black as ice, flawless and crystalline, the size of two human heads. It is like the purest darkness in this world, so much so that its appearance even has the illusion of being able to swallow the light source!

"Wang Jing!"

Fan took a deep breath and let out a low cry, but it didn't affect the shock hidden in his tone!

"That's right, this is Wang Jing!" Fei Lang said solemnly and in a low voice, "The reason why you see it is to let you clearly understand the meaning of your existence!" From the moment you see this thing, your destiny will be inextricably linked to it. If it belongs to Byron, then you will live, and if it leaves Byron, then you will die. ”

"I don't care if you have the confidence to win the final victory, and no matter what means you use to win the final victory, I only look at the result, not the process!"

Van squinted his eyes tightly, and in that lowered gaze, there was something called danger, and what he hated most was being threatened.

"Father, he will win, I believe in him!" Angelil hurriedly stood in front of Fan.

Looking at Angelil who was standing in front of him, Van closed his eyes gently, and when his eyes opened again, he had returned to normal.

He knew the meaning of Wang Jing's existence, and he also understood why Byron would forge a dark destruction for him at a constant cost. They want to win, they don't want to give up Wang Jing at all, even if they are facing an enemy that they can never defeat!

How important is Wang Jing's role?

Humans have defined all the Zerg they have seen so far in twelve ranks.

But there is a class of Zerg, they are not bound by these ranks, their abilities are different from all regular Zergs, and their power cannot be defined by rank, they are called royal beings!

The insect crystals they produce are called Wang Jing!

The three low-level royal families that have been successfully hunted are found in the Angels of Death, the Distant Ancestor Tribe, and the White-Cloaked Sanctuary.

And the prototype that appeared in the territory of the empire was suspected of being the existence of a royal family by the outside world, and it was through this that the empire successfully developed mutant genetic technology!

The reason why the Angels of Death were able to become the leaders of many transformer organizations with their barren resources was precisely because of the Wang Crystal they had obtained. The fundamental reason why DA-EI cannot be replicated by other organizations is that they lack the most core gene technology, and the source of this gene comes from that Wang Jing.

Therefore, Wang Jing's existence is like a crucial key, whoever can have it can have infinite possibilities!

"Can I touch it?" Fan asked with a slight bow.

"What do you say?! What do you think it is? What do you think you are! What qualifications do you have......

"Wait!" Fei Lang suddenly interrupted the patriarch's roar, and at this moment he stared at Fan's eyes tightly, as if he was attracted by an inexplicable force.

"Let him go."

"Patriarch ......"

"Let him go!" Fei Lang said categorically.

Fan no longer hesitated, he approached the Wang Jing in a few steps, and his pupils turned into pure darkness at this moment!

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and his fingers finally stuck to Wang Jing's surface.

Familiar? Unfamiliar? Or both, Fan didn't know what words to use to describe how he felt at the moment, but that inexplicable warm feeling, like a species that had been wandering alone, finally meeting a fellow who he thought didn't exist!

Yes, kindred!

Within the pitch-black insect crystal, there was a sudden inexplicable tremor, and this tremor became stronger and stronger, and became more and more stable. Until the end, almost everyone was panicked, and even looked at the jet-black Wang Jing who was speeding and shaking in horror.

"Resonance! They are resonating! "That scream of extreme horror is deafening!