Bas figured out that through this battlefield, the Grand Prince could achieve at least three goals.

The first is to get the throne. Become the true ruler of the Boca people.

The second is to integrate forces and consume the strength of the aliens through war, these aliens may be allies of the Boca people, but their ambitions will also become a hidden danger for the Boca people. So the evil uses a piece of painted pie to draw everyone into the Boca civil war. When the war is over, these aliens will surely be devastated. Evil can then swallow it up and absorb it. At that time, the Boca clan will be unprecedentedly powerful, and in one fell swoop, they will surpass their old rival Raksha and become the true number one clan in the universe.

A hundred unreliable allies are no match for a loyal subordinate, believing that evil has long been fighting this idea. It's just been waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity that everyone is afraid of, but they have to join.

The third goal, and the one that the evil desires the most, is to give the Boca people a baptism through this war, eliminate the corrupt and hedonistic people, and let the Boca people be reborn.

Three goals, killing three birds with one stone, the evil plan is not huge, and the scheming is not deep. He had endured it for so many years for this moment, and once it was achieved, his authority would surpass that of all the ancestors of the Boca clan, and even greater than the time of the Great Mayhem. At that time, the entire universe will probably tremble under his gaze!

Who has the courage to resist such a terrible man?

In the deep void, Bass's body trembled slightly, and the cigar had already flown away. He couldn't think of any more, but he believed that if the Speaker was here, he would find more problems, more secrets. But it was too late, and as the leader of the human side, he had to make a choice. Whether to immediately plunge into battle, or to retreat immediately, to preserve the strength of humanity.

It was clear that the Void City was ready at this time. The Bocas were unprecedentedly united and dispatched a powerhouse strong enough to kill the planetary level. Humanity has to pay a price for it to participate. And the words of retreat......

Bass's body shuddered, and the back of his hand gripping the handle of the axe was bruised.

He can't afford that!

This mission is a decision made by the Council of Humanity and is related to the future of humanity. Even if he is a 'king', he can't change it at will. What's more, everything he thought of was just speculation and had not yet become a reality. If he withdraws from this battle, how can humanity make up for the losses suffered?

As soon as he thought of this, Buzz was covered in a cold sweat and irritable.

This is the power of evil, he draws such a sweet pie that others have to follow even if they feel wrong, otherwise they will not benefit. Not a conspiracy. It's a conspiracy.

Therefore, Buzz could only swallow this bitter fruit, and after giving a warning to the Speaker with his brain, he led people to pounce on Void City. It is the Council's business to guide humanity into the future, and his duty is on the battlefield.

At the same time, I don't know how far away the road is somewhere in the starry sky, on a huge mothership.

The Speaker was putting down his brain, and he still had a smile on his face.

"What? Have you already captured the node? Senator Sal Jones asked. At the same time, he kept sketching on a light curtain that opened in front of him. "If it's done, then as long as there are two more nodes, we will take the initiative."

"It's not occupied yet." The Speaker replied, smiling. "It's just that our lads noticed that something was wrong. Give me a little warning. ”

"Who? Isn't it a good feeling? ”

"Buzz."

"Oh, that brainless bastard, and he only has to live by intuition." Councillor Sal Jones put down the pen in his hand and said with a smile. "He didn't retreat on his own, did he?"

"Nope. But I think he had that idea. The Speaker pouted. As a mercenary organization, he naturally knows the habits of every top mercenary. It's like Bass, I'm afraid that even he himself doesn't know the Speaker about him.

But this is obviously not an opportunity to chat. The speaker said a few words casually and walked to the light curtain, looking at the dense dots and lines of light on it.

"How's it going?"

"Ayrte is halfway there. Heavy losses, estimated at least three planetary-level and one stellar-level killed. Three hundred warships destroyed. The entourage is innumerable. ”

"The Mothas withdrew early. The set goals were not implemented. Estimates have found anomalies. ”

"The Klay's mission completion rate is 90%, and the losses are also not small, about ten planet-level people were killed in battle, and two stellar-level people were seriously injured. However, their combat power was so strong that the Boca also suffered huge losses, with the two Light Generators destroyed and the Light Collectors occupied. Even the Spiral of Light was almost breached. ”

Sal Jones introduced this, and suddenly sneered. "It looks like the Clay must have found out that something was wrong, so they killed the killer, two light energy generators plus light spirit collectors, and the Boca clan is going to bleed heavily."

"Huh." The Speaker twitched at the corner of his mouth. "What's so strange about that, after all, not everyone can be taken for a fool. The Clay Clan has the most unprovoked reputation in the Third Realm, and their nest in the Second Realm will not be simple. The evil wants to take them into the bag, but it can only be said that it is a miscalculation. ”

"And what about the other races?" Sal Jones blinked, revealing a sly gaze. "Do you want to inform them?"

"Do you like to be a good person?" The Speaker asked rhetorically. Then laughed with Sal Jones.

"Tell the other two squads, pick up the speed. After the occupation, there will be no handover, and the Light Generator and Light Collector will be destroyed directly. So that their barrier will be temporarily ineffective. When all three nodes are completed, the spiral of light in the center of the node will open. Now comes our chance. ”

The speaker quickly gave the order, and the light pen in his hand ticked on the light curtain. Draw a perfect equilateral triangle.

"Evil likes to play big games, so let's cooperate with it. At this time, the Boca should be in the most chaotic period in history, and while the ancient rules can protect them from internal friction, the vital spiral of light is not so safe. As long as we can open the portal......"

Speaking of this, a piercing cold light suddenly flashed in the speaker's eyes.

"Then even if it is evil, it can no longer stop our rise!"

"Who do you want to do the final blow? Blood pupils? Sal Jones asked.

"Blood pupils can't do it. He has been involved in the core mission of evil, and this is his chance. But I already have a candidate, as long as he makes a move, it is estimated that even if the Boca clan has a strong defense, they will not want to stop us! ”

"You mean......" Sal Jones' eyes lit up. Your Majesty? ”

The Speaker didn't answer, just smiled and looked at the light curtain. In the data flowing from that waterfall, it seems to see the future of mankind.

"He won't let me down."

"Never." (To be continued......)