Chapter 41: An impassioned performance

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The pager on his wrist rang again, Fang Mingwei glanced at the god of death beside him, and saw that he didn't mean to avoid his ** at all, so he had to purse his lips and reluctantly connect the pager. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

A loud and noisy voice was heard, and Leander and some of his guards appeared on the small screen at the same time, and the ship behind him could be seen half-hanging in the air, as if they had completed preparations for retreat.

"Master Fang, where are you? Why haven't you come back yet, is there some trouble and need our help? Leander asked anxiously.

"I ...... Here in the White Mist. ā€

"You're still there, why don't you come back?" Leander exclaimed, a little angrily.

Under his orders, everyone was ready to take off at any time, but Fang Mingwei, the most important of these people, refused to come back, thus completely disrupting his scheduled plan.

Fang Mingwei looked at the thick white mist, and then at the Death Grass hidden only half a foot behind him, and finally made up his mind, and said, "Your Highness Leander, thank you for your kindness, but I don't plan to go back." ā€

"What did you say?" Leander asked, confused.

"I'm going to go inside the white mist, where those monsters came out."

The noise on the other side suddenly disappeared, and there was no sound of breathing in silence.

"Master Fang Mingwei, I'm sorry, I may have misheard just now, what are you talking about?" Leander said word for word.

"I'm going to go to the monster's place."

Leander's face instantly became extremely interesting, and even the guards around him looked inexplicable.

Indeed, Fang Mingwei's answer greatly surprised them.

"Why did you go there, do you know, whoever enters the White Mist never comes back?"

"I know, but I can't help but go." Fang Mingwei said with a wry smile.

"Why?"

"Because ......" Fang Mingwei paused slightly, and said in his heart, I can't tell you that there is a murderous demon behind me, if I don't go, then I will definitely die on the spot.

The countless thoughts in his mind turned around in an instant, Fang Mingwei closed his eyes and opened them again, which was already full of moving luster.

"The war between us humans and monsters has been going on for an unknown number of years, and every time a war occurs, humanity will suffer greatly." Fang Mingwei's voice was full of emotion: "How many people have lost their parents and children, how many people have lost their close comrades-in-arms, and how many people have sacrificed their lives to defend against ferocious monsters. Do you know all this? ā€

Leander stammered, "I know, but what does this have to do with you?" ā€

yes, what does it have to do with me? Fang Mingwei scolded in his heart, it has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with your Grim Reaper, in that case, why do you insist on entering the monster's lair?

At this moment, Fang Mingwei regretted in his heart why he had exposed his camouflage technique.

However, these thoughts could not be spoken, Fang Mingwei sighed deeply, and said, "Your Royal Highness, we have been fighting monsters for so long, but every time we have the absolute upper hand, they have burrowed into these damn white mist, and we will never be able to completely destroy them." So for countless years, we could only defend, defend, and defend. ā€

"This can't go on any longer, we humans can't rely on defense to deal with monsters forever. We must take the initiative and put the power to send troops into the hands of our human beings. His voice suddenly rose and became sonorous and powerful: "So, I decided to go to the monsters' lair to have a look, I want to know how they pass through these white mist, I hope that one day, the human army can pass through the white mist, appear in the territory of the monsters, and completely remove the biggest hidden danger of our human federation." ā€

Leander stammered, speechless.

Behind him, those royal guards looked excited, if it weren't for the strict military orders, I was afraid that there would definitely be a lot of people who took the initiative to invite Ying.

Swallowing and foaming at the mouth, Leander only felt that her head was getting worse and cracker.

Through this period of getting along, he and Fang Mingwei can be regarded as knowing each other, but in his heart, he can never connect the usual Fang Mingwei with the impassioned Fang Mingwei at the moment.

Crazy, someone must be crazy, either he is crazy, or I am crazy...... "Master Fang Mingwei, do you really plan to enter the white mist to investigate?" ā€

A familiar face came up, Fang Mingwei was slightly startled, Prince Bloomington came here, and he didn't even know at all.

"Your Royal Highness Prince Bloomington, when did you come here?"

"I have just arrived, and at the behest of His Majesty, I have ordered the army to retreat for the time being."

"Retreat?"

"Yes, the plans for a counteroffensive are canceled, and we must retreat immediately."

"Why?"

"I don't know, that's what Your Majesty meant." Bloomington looked at Fang Mingwei and said sincerely: "Master Fang Mingwei, I know that you are ready to sacrifice for the sake of the entire human race, and your noble quality will be the object of our eternal emulation and respect." However, the situation is different now, and we need your combat strength, so please come back first, and we will think about it in the long run, okay? ā€

Fang Mingwei moved the angle of his wrist slightly, so that the pinhole camera on the watch could not shine on his face. Then, he glanced quickly in the direction of the Grim Reaper.

The assassin stood expressionlessly in place, holding a thin black line in his hand.

Sighing slightly, Fang Mingwei suddenly understood that he was unwilling to change his original intention no matter what.

He readjusted the angle on his watch and said, "Thank you for your advice, Your Royal Highness, but I think that even if we win this war, it will be a palliative rather than a cure, and if we can't fight it, then we will never be able to get rid of the threat of monsters to us." So I'm still going. ā€

After that, Fang Mingwei nodded at him, showed a big smile, and said, "Your Royal Highness, I hope that one day, we can meet again." ā€

Cutting off the pager switch on his wrist, Fang Mingwei took it off, put it on the ground calmly, glanced at it reluctantly, looked up at the sky, and the spiritual consciousness spread throughout the entire planet in an instant through the small crown, thousands of warships and transport ships of various types, as well as many mecha flying in the air, slowly landed, they seemed to have lost their energy, and they could no longer move.

Fang Mingwei sighed gloomily, just now, he had recovered all the souls on these machines.

As for the fate of these soulless machines, it is not up to him to grasp them.

However, the only thing he was glad about was that when he left Tianpeng Star this time, he didn't bring his favorite Victory-class battleship, but hid it on an uninhabited planet, so the monsters hidden on the spaceship should not be exposed to the world.

After doing all this, Fang Mingwei turned around and said hastily to the god of death: "My future affairs have been arranged, what about you?" ā€

"I don't have a future." Death hastily said, "I'm just a human being." ā€

Nodding, Fang Mingwei said with envy: "A person is good, you can easily abandon everything." ā€

The Grim Reaper suddenly asked, "Why do you say that, because you don't want people to know that you are being held hostage by me?" ā€

"No, it's not a shame to be held hostage by you."

"Oh, then you're doing this on purpose to be a hero?" There was a little more surname in the voice of the god of death, a little more mockery.

The corners of Fang Mingwei's mouth twitched slightly, and he laughed, but this laughter contained too much helpless bitterness.

"Hero, I'd rather not be this hero if I could."

"Then why do you still perform so hard?" When the Grim Reaper hastily said the two words of performance, he deliberately accentuated his tone, directly pointing out what Fang Mingwei had done.

Fang Mingwei groaned for a long time and said, "I also have a family, and this family was established with me as the center. It's a pity that it has been established for too short a time, and it simply doesn't have the strength to support the development of the entire family. Moreover, in such a short period of time, I have definitely made a lot of enemies, and the wealth I have collected is even more eye-catching, once I learn of my death, my family will definitely be attacked and divided by various forces. ā€

There seemed to be a little more in the indifferent eyes of the god of death, and the bone-chilling chill had disappeared a lot.

"If I don't, then I won't get any credit and they won't grieve for my death. But after I performed like this. Even if it is for the sake of the face of the Kaiyue Empire, Prince Bloomington will definitely say that at least under their care, my family and friends will no longer be bullied by others. ā€

Fang Mingwei's voice was long and low, as if he had poured all his feelings into it.

"Do you regret it?"

"Regrets?" Fang Mingwei smiled and said, "No, I just have no way out." ā€

Taking a deep breath, Fang Mingwei turned around and strode towards the white mist first, behind him, the Grim Reaper grass was like a powerless leaf, fluttering and disappearing into his infinitely elongated back.

(To be continued)