As the commander of the 12 elite warriors of the Federation garrison in the Blachauvin Star Boundary, although Renault did not say much in the Dry Yellow Wag Star, he showed an almost perfect command and combat ability, which made Gong Yaming finally realize that the Federation military also has high-end soldiers who can form strong combat effectiveness with a small amount of military strength.

His words were enough to make everyone pay attention, so Gong Yaming had to frown and say, "Reason, Commander Renault? ”

"Your Excellency, you have destroyed 4 Turin Eagle Cars in the last 17 hours and 34 minutes, two of which are Golden Eagle Cars, but none of them have formed a full load of combat power, do you need any other reason for this?" Renault was speechless, and said to himself: "The Turin army of the withered yellow wag has launched a powerful offensive against the Blachauvin Astral Sector, resulting in a lack of manpower.

They are now obviously using a small number of sacrifices, warriors, and high-quality equipment to constantly probe and lock our position, delay our time, and wait for the time when they can perform a thunderous strike. ”

Renault's analysis made the freshly cleaned human warriors feel that the air was muddy and slightly suffocated, they had the consciousness to face death, but they never wanted to be caught in a mortal battle.

"Commander Renault, we've broken through the three temples of the Turin gods these days..."Gong Yaming was silent for a while, and said encouragingly.

Unfortunately, the encouragement of the Maharaja Yabo was doomed to be in vain, and as soon as he said a word, Renaud interjected: "Your Excellency, most of our previous victories were due to the unimaginable combat power and insight of you and Merlot Explorer.

But it is precisely because of our previous successes that I believe that this time at least a strong person of the Turin demigod rank will come to stop it.

The lives of our people are insignificant, but your safety is related to the overall stability of the entire human world, and such an almost certain battle situation cannot be participated in under any circumstances. ”

"Commander Renault, it seems that you are a real soldier without much impurities." Gong Yaming looked back at Renault's stubborn, serious eyes and whispered, and then he looked around. I saw that the other members of the team, except for Melo's face as flat as if he were swimming, were all vaguely anxious.

Sighing helplessly, Gong Yaming closed his eyes slightly. After the substitution was revealed, the 'Tianzhi' Dingwen behind him flashed with a faint brilliance.

In an instant, the surrounding explorers and elite sergeants of the Federation military, except for Merlot, no matter how strong or weak, all collapsed inexplicably on the land of the withered yellow Wag star.

"What an amazing ability, Your Excellency. This should be the ability of mental suppression to reach the limit. Melo, who was safe and sound, looked at the fainting team members and did not show much surprise, but said with admiration on his face.

In fact, excluding the recruited professional explorers, among the 8 surviving elite soldiers of the federal military at this time, 3 have the force power above the B+ level; 4 people who have the power of elements above the B+ rank, theoretically even if they are bronze heroes, it is impossible to suppress them with spirit silently. Make them comatose in groups.

But Gong Yaming did not refute the reason that Merlot took the initiative to find for himself, he explained with a smile: "Merlot. We don't have much time, and we can't calmly persuade these people to fight against the Turinees, only so that they don't become a burden. ”

"But it's not good to leave them here and let them die, Your Excellency," Merlot said in a low voice, showing her kindness, "why don't I move them into bunker..."

"They'll be with me, and when this battle is over, we'll go back to Yabo," Gong Yaming interrupted Merlot, and said in a leisurely voice, "Let's show your strength this time." Merlot, remember that how much you give, how much you receive. ”…,

After finishing speaking, Yabo Maharaja's substitution 1 turned into 3, and then differentiated into countless faint lines of smoke in black and white, shuttling back and forth in the void around the body.

A moment later. A tiny mountain with an area of about 1,000 square meters appeared on the withered yellow earth of the withered yellow star of the Yellow Wag Star, encompassing him and the human warriors on the ground.

After the smoke appeared, Merlot, who quietly retreated a distance, looked at the mountain range in front of him, which was composed of hundreds of peaks of 5 or 6 meters high, and was only 7 or 8 hundred meters long, feeling that although it looked like a garden rockery, its essence had a strange and majestic taste, and a strange smile could not help but appear at the corner of his mouth.

The smile flickered, and his face showed a real expression of exclamation, "This should be your most powerful combat talent, Your Excellency.

A magnificent mountain range is embodied in the form of a substitute appearance, and it is believed that when fighting, there will be all kinds of magical powers.

The Hero Rank is just around the corner for you. ”

With the improvement of the ability to replace, this magical ink weapon that has been fused into the Yabo Maharaja's replacement should already have it, and the power to compete with the Turin Demigod Ark is the greatest guarantee for him to come to the withered yellow Wag Star.

In the magical space of the Creation Mountain evolved from the power of his soul, Gong Yaming felt the power in his body, as if he was suppressed, and completely constricted, and said loudly: "Merlot, embodying this mountain range is indeed the most powerful combat talent in my ability.

Unfortunately, due to the constraints of some mysterious law, the mountain range that I have embodied needs to be lifted into the air to show its most powerful power, but after it is lifted off, it can no longer hide its whereabouts and power, so at the beginning of the battle, it is up to you to defend yourself against the attack of the Turines. ”

Due to the mystery of the will and soul of the creature, the more powerful the ability to starve, the easier it is to be bound by some unknown laws, so hearing Gong Yaming's lie, Merlot nodded understandingly and said: "Please rest assured, Your Excellency, before your combat power increases to the maximum, I will do my best to cover." ”

As he spoke, countless stars were born and died in Merlot's pupils, and his eyes evolved the entire process of galaxy change.

Then the mysterious explorer's body emitted a faint vapor, just like a person standing in an extremely cold place after strenuous activity, and the accumulated qi in his body naturally emitted.

However, the emission of qi in the body of ordinary people is slowly decreasing and stopping, but the steam emitted by Merlot is becoming more and more violent, and finally the face of his entire package is not clear...

"What Merlot said before was that there are mutants who can freely transform in solid, liquid, and gaseous states, and that he was talking about himself.

What kind of savage creature can bring such strange abilities to the infected..."In the Creation Mountain, Gong Yaming stared at Merlot and finally turned into a faint mist, and the image of galaxy changes flashed in the mist from time to time, and he couldn't help but muttered solemnly...

20 minutes later, hundreds of Turin eagle cars suddenly appeared in the distant sky, these eagle cars were not too far apart, forming a ring, flying at low altitude, slowly narrowing the encirclement.

And behind them, more than 20 golden eagle chariots full of combat power seemed to be slow in the void, but in fact they were fast and cruising through the void, because of their full vigilance, so that their overflowing, rippling Turin divine power, stirred up yellow earth pillars on the ground.

As the encirclement continued to shrink, the people of Turin soon discovered the Mountains of Creation in the middle of a supple low forest, and a few seconds later, a roar that shook the heavens and the earth rang out: "Heroic warriors of Turin, the whereabouts of those blasphemers who deserve to be burned by the wrath of the great gods for eons of time, are at hand." ..., I, the darling of the Flame Monarch de Vasares, and one of the three leaders of the Turin Yellow Varg. Darrow. Mirsa declares that the holy war begins! ”

Although Gong Yaming and the others had destroyed the temples of the gods of Turin, it was a bit ridiculous for the truly resolute and tough Turineites to use the word 'holy war' to kill this weak human army hiding in a strange spaceship that looked like a mountain and was obviously only a very small part of the broken rear army.

But for the Turin warriors, who were already in a state of rage, it was no laugh to hunt the blasphemers, who desperately rode the eagle cart and rushed madly into the distant mountains, as if they wanted to tear their enemies to shreds in the shortest possible time and prove their inner piety.

"Zealots can play a powerful role in small and medium battles, but madness is never as useful as calm when it comes to big battles.

Without even lining up the battle array, they rushed towards the enemy who had destroyed 3 temples in the past, so it was no wonder that these Turines were left on the star of Withered Yellow Wag. Looking at the countless eagle carts galloping in the air, Gong Yaming muttered with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had forgotten that he was about to usher in a small and medium-sized battle.

Saying to himself, the Yabo Maharaja drove the Creation Mountain to slowly rise into the air.

Just a few meters above the ground, the Creation Mountain magically expanded an area of hundreds of square meters, and at the same time, a gradually strong coercive force emanated from the mountain.

Kusar, who was already admiring the charge of his army, sensed the strange shape of the battlefield and roared again: "Don't let the enemy's ship rise into the air, the sky seems to have more power to give these blasphemers." ”

"My Lord, who walks in heaven, the light of your eternal radiance fills the bosom of every believer...";

"O king who holds the darkness and the darkness, your wrath can take the life of all things...";

"Bows and arrows, knives and spears, all metal creations, are your gifts to the warriors...", as Kusar roared to the ground, the rapid, powerful prayers recited from the mouths of the priests of Turin.

The faint clouds in the withered yellow Wag Star firmament were suddenly torn apart by several pillars of black, white, yellow, and red light, and the vast power of the gods crossed countless galaxies to favor the devout believers... (To be continued)