Little Lori is gone...... With his only man, a bloody, burly, mangled corpse, such a corpse might mean ugly and dirty to anyone, but to her......

But it seems to be the whole world.

The surrounding void returned to normal, and the old ancestor of the Titan clan never appeared from beginning to end, but everyone knew that he did exist, and at one point swallowed the human fleet into his stomach. No one knows how he did it, but such a great, magical existence is beyond anyone's guess.

And the speaker was still suspended in front of the mothership, silently looking at the direction where the little Lori disappeared, and was silent for a long time.

The void behind him writhed, and Sal Jones, who had regrouped his body, came out. Said with a complicated face. "The Ancient Titans are truly an incomprehensible group of creatures."

"They have near-eternal life." The Speaker replied, his eyes flickering. But what they are looking for is the most brilliant moment. This is the purpose and value of their lives. ”

"So, Buzz is the splendor of the little princess?"

"Why not?" The speaker raised his eyebrows, but his face was as calm as ever. "Everyone has something they care about, maybe it's a physical object, maybe it's an emotion, maybe it's a heavy responsibility. The short life of our human beings limits the space for our development, but aren't we also constantly pursuing? ”

"The shorter the life, the longer the pursuit, and the longer the life, the shorter the pursuit. Who's right? Who's at fault? ”

"I don't know what to do." The Speaker shook his head and looked into the distant void. "But I think Bath is really lucky. There is such a girl who is looking forward to him and longing for him, even if she dies, she must be happy. ”

"Really...... Honoured. ”

"Hehe, maybe he won't feel that way when he wakes up." Sal Jones smiled wryly and spread his hands. In the palm of your hand is a cylindrical container, but the inside is empty.

The Speaker's pupils narrowed. "What is this?"

"Buzz's psionic shard." Sal Jones replied without concealment. "I just parsed it out of the database, but as you can see, it's been taken."

"Who can do this?" The Speaker asked softly, but there was a twinkle of understanding in his eyes.

Who else could it be? To do such a thing under the noses of himself and Sal Jones, I'm afraid even the muse can't, and the only one who has the ability and motivation to accomplish all this is that monster.

The ancestor of the ancient Titans, the primordial Titans.

"So, there's still hope for Bass?"

"Who knows? After all, the Ancient Titans are the longest-lived race in the universe. Maybe it's a bit of a foundation. Sal Jones spread his hands. Just because we can't do it doesn't mean they can't. But Your Excellency, I regret that now that we have more important tasks to do, your private affairs have been put aside. ”

"............" The speaker was silent for a moment before nodding slightly.

"You're right, Sal Jones, we are nothing compared to the righteousness of humanity. I can be presumptuous enough to be presumptuous this time. Go back at once and see how far our Great Prince has come. ”

With that, the two returned to the mothership. Sal Jones called up the light curtain of information aggregation, and a large star map appeared on it, and the old points of light continued to go out, and new points of light joined in. Sal Jones stared solemnly, quickly sorting together the information and making suggestions with a light pen.

He is very serious when he works, and his efficiency is amazing. But in just a few minutes, the latest form of the Boca civil war was reflected on the light curtain. Indirectly redeem the time squandered by the Speaker.

The Speaker snorted coldly after just one glance.

"I didn't expect that evil guy to be very good at seizing the opportunity, I was reckless this time, but he took advantage of it."

This statement is not unfounded. Because the latest data shows that several nodes that were originally deadlocked have been occupied by the subordinates of the Great Prince. One of the most important is where the Speaker makes his move. The knight in golden armor was originally the first legion commander of the Knights Templar, and led the first knights to occupy the initiative on the battlefield, but he never wanted to be killed by a finger because of the anger of the speaker. Instead, the evil Royal Knights took the opportunity to win.

But it's too late to say anything. The Speaker's strong intervention allowed the evil to take down that node, and since then, all the peripheral nodes of the Boca clan have been connected, and the sub-rule network and light energy system have been completely controlled by the evil. This is a sea change for the Boca people, who live on light. Evil has changed from a rising leader of the new faction to a king with real power in his hands! It changed too suddenly.

Don't underestimate the power of the sub-rule network and the light energy system, because this is equivalent to the food and power of the Boca people, and whoever masters these will master the lifeblood of the Boca people!

So the only thing the evil has to do now is to go to the last place, the center of power of the Boca clan, the legendary Throne of Dawn.

It is the place of origin of the Boca people, and has always been regarded as the core of the core. The defense is naturally tight to the extreme. It is only after occupying the periphery of the sub-regular network and the light energy system that the evil is likely to rush into this place. Otherwise, even if he is the eldest prince, don't think about taking a step.

It was the wall of sighs that lay in front of him, and it was also the fig leaf of Empress Boca's last shame. Once she was chopped up, even if she did not force the empress to abdicate, she would not be able to sit on the throne. Because no one will sympathize with the weak, as the nobles of the universe, one of the two strongest races in the universe, it is impossible for the Boca people to let a weak person become their leader.

If you become a king or lose, just look at a blow!

In the garden, the speaker looked at the star map and was silent for a long time, as if every point of light and every line on it formed a war scene in his heart. The blood in his left eye was gone, but the red glow was even worse. Even Sal Jones, who was not far away, felt a chill.

It was a moment before he said to Sal Jones. "We don't have much time left. How much time will it take for the second step? ”

"Fifteen days at least." Sal Jones replied without hesitation. He controls all the data, so he knows the extent of the plan.

But the Speaker frowned a little. In his plan, the first step is to snatch the Holy Light Spiral and analyze the secret of the Boca Clan's light energy, while the second step is to win over the former allies abandoned by the evil to form his own power, and now the first step is perfectly completed, but the second step is a little nervous.

Fifteen days is the key to the rebirth of human beings, and every little bit is a weakening of the future of mankind. In the Speaker's heart, I originally hoped for perfection, but ......

"Let's move on to the third step."

The Speaker sighed and looked out into the void. I said something inexplicably. "In fact, defects, isn't it a kind of perfection?" (To be continued......)