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As a senior bureaucrat of the National Guard at the rank of General Yabo, Hasaqi ordered to protect Gong Yaming's safety in the Star Wars this time, and in recent times, he has seen Gong Yaming travel to the stars as a stand-in more than once, extinguishing the scattered Turin divine power, and he has already vaguely noticed the mystery of the Yabo Maharaja's stand-in ability.

At this time, when he heard Gong Yaming's request that he must hunt down the Turin super-rank priest, he couldn't help but be shocked, and a terrifying thought vaguely rose in his heart, but he said without any abnormality on the surface: "Your Excellency, if it is in its heyday, it is indeed possible for a quasi-super warship standard fleet to defeat a Turin demigod head-on, but it is difficult to succeed if you want to successfully hunt it."

And now we only have 70% of Wang You's combat power left, and we choose to kill the demigods, which is completely uncertain.

I think our target should be on the priests of Turin, who are of the priesthood of the Divine Whisperer, and if they don't run away, we're sure they'll be killed. ”

Listening carefully to Hasatch's suggestion, Gong Yaming said with a smile: "I understand what you mean, Hasatch.

Bond Aaron's Barren Mountain Astral Planet should also have some giant temples guarded by Turin super-rank priests, these temples can not only bring them the power of the gods' realm, but also their fetters to death.

Very good opinion, my general.

After the fleet is rested, we may as well go hunting for prey as you suggest. ”

With a standard fleet of quasi-super warships with crippled combat power to storm the giant temple guarded by the super priests of the capital, it is actually difficult to tell whether the role played by the Yabo fleet is a hunter or a hunter, but it is very clear that the decision of the laurel can be questioned or even opposed, and those who must be sworn to carry it out, knowing that he and the Turin fleet have no other choice, bowed slightly and said: "Obey, Your Excellency." Without speaking, his mind began to think about the tactics of attacking the giant temple of Turin...

Countless construction machines, large and small, under the operation of the engineers, worked intensely around the seven huge warships of the Yabo Fleet in the dark universe.

The wounds on the ship's hull torn by the Turin magic are gradually healing, and the damaged parts are replaced with intact spare parts... Over time, the fleet gradually returned to a more complete state.

More than 20 hours passed, and when Gong Yaming, who had fully mastered the ability of the stand-in that had been promoted to the B rank in the battleship training area, returned to the command room of the Beyondell's Power, Hasatch said to him: "Your Excellency, the fleet has been repaired, and the situation is not much different from what I expected, and we have the remaining combat strength now. ”

His face flashed with a strange brilliance, and his transcendent power was already truly comparable to that of the High Priest of Turin, Gong Yaming said with a radiant expression: "Then what are you waiting for, Hasatchi, the target Bond Aaron Barren Mountain Astral Boundary Star, Yabo Fleet is fully moving." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency." Hasatch replied and ordered loudly: "Attention to all the fleet, the target is the giant temple of the Bond Aaron Barren Mountain Star Boundary, tactical patrol attack, strong attack and annihilation, and set off."

Communications Non-Commissioned Officer, start a special communication frequency, contact all allies in the Bond Aaron Barren Mountain Astral Boundary, and see if they can directly give us a satisfactory target. ”

With the order of Hasatch, the seven Yabo warships in the starry sky were activated at the same time, and the minions sailed sharply towards the blue Bond Aaron Barren Mountain Astral Boundary Star Boundary...

Traveling hundreds of millions of kilometers faster than the speed of light, the fleet sailed directly into the atmosphere of the Bond Aaron Barren Mountain Star Boundary.

"Your Excellency, it seems that the defense power of the Turin people in Bond Aaron Barren Mountain Astral Boundary has been weakened to the extreme," Seeing that the flagship's powerful light-sensing radar was not displayed with the Turin patrol power, Hasatch breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to Gong Yaming, "It seems that it will be easier than I expected to fulfill your wish." ”…,

Listening to Hassad's words, Gong Yaming nodded and said, "This is pleasant news, Hasakqi.

Will the Beyonder's Light Radar be able to directly locate the location of the Turin Megatemple? ”

"No, no matter how powerful the light radar and the Star Navigation Simulator are, their essence will not change," Hasatch shook his head and said, "Unless there is a small probability of being interfered with by the planet's magnetic forces, they will not be able to find the location of the Temple of Turin that has already created the realm."

"That's a shame." Gong Yaming, who felt inexplicably anxious and eager in his heart, sighed and muttered.

Seeing Gong Yaming's expression a little depressed, Hasatch was about to say a few words of comfort, when suddenly a communications non-commissioned officer in the command room of the Transcendental Power shouted loudly: "General, we have received 17 frequencies of friendly contacts, all pointing to one location, the coordinates are GY7623. ”

Hearing this news, Hasatch was slightly stunned, 24 hours ago, the Transcendental Power had received a strange call for help from a woman claiming to be the staff of the Sword of the Barren Mountain Battle of Bond Aaron in the first sequence, and the location pointed out was the coordinate GY7623 of the Bond Aaron Barren Mountain Star Boundary.

Because the Yabo fleet was seriously damaged at that time, he didn't pay attention to the call for help communication at all, but he didn't expect the battle to continue to this day.

"Communications non-commissioned officer, keep all requests for help open." Not making a decision lightly, Hassaqi thought for a moment and ordered loudly.

"Yes, General." The communications non-commissioned officer replied, operating the battleship's communicator to open up the 17 frequencies for help one by one. In an instant, a complicated anxious and hoarse shout spread throughout the entire command room of the Beyondell's Power: "Is there a friendly army, is there a friendly army, please answer, please answer, we are at the position of the local star coordinate gyz|23 of the Barren Mountain Star Boundary of Bond Aaron, and we urgently need support, continue to support..."

"Bond Aaron Barren Mountain Astral Boundary Star Mark: gy7|23, this is one of the central temples in Turin's defense system, the human warrior who heard my communication, if there is no force to support him, he must report this information to the Bond Aaron Barren Mountain Sword Battle Command..."

"We've done our best, Bond Aaron Barren Mountain Astral Plane Natal Planet gyz65|23, this is the location where we died, although it's only a federal militia, we're no worse than any professional soldier..."

Listening carefully to these communications, Hasatch quickly made his own judgment, and he said solemnly to the Lord Yabo: "The 17 frequency communications are all calls for help without a fixed target, and 11 of them are on the verge of collapse and have become incoherent, this should not be a trap set by the people of Turin.

But if the target is set as the central temple in the defense system of Turin, the star of the Barren Mountain, the Astral Plane, the danger..."

"The danger is directly proportional to the benefit, Hasaqi," Gong Yaming interrupted Hasaqi's words with a glittering gaze, and said in a resolute and soft tone: "What's more, you think that a Turin temple that has been in a stalemate for more than 20 hours, even if it is a 'central temple', how much strength can it maintain."

Coordinates gyz65|23 have the prey we need most, and we are going to hunt it now. ”

The words of the Maharaja of Yabo were irrefutable, and Hasatch could only obey his fate, and soon the Yabo fleet turned and sailed quickly towards the coordinate point of Bond Aaron's Barren Mountain Star Boundary, gyz65|23...

An unprecedentedly large temple of Turin, perched atop a towering mountain.

Dozens of human-damaged warships circled the temple like flies, firing blinding laser beams, plasma bombs, and high-powered missiles.

KO several Turin boats of different shapes, constantly hindering the invasion of the temple by human warships.

Unfortunately, there are always gaps in defense, and when a guided missile slips through the immunity of the power of the realm and inadvertently destroys the low stone house in the huge courtyard of the temple, the most spectacular of the Turin ships, the giant ship with thousands of golden pillars depicting epic patterns on six sides, comes a roar: "Humble humans, how dare you desecrate the glory of the gods of the sacred crescent in such a way. …,

I, Binalos, will let death entangle your bodies today, and make your souls tremble in the glory of King Nur for ten thousand years! ”

After the roar and roar, a hideous face stood out on the thousands of pillars of the boat, and it opened its mouth to roar.

In an instant, countless balls of crimson light erupted from those giant mouths, and when they burst, the sky above the temple was rendered into a sea of scorching fire.

Unable to dodge, several human warships were caught in the sea of fire, although they were not destroyed immediately, but the flames full of divine power were attached to the hull of the ship, and they would not be extinguished for a long time.

"Wail, you ants, scorched by the endless fire of my Binalos, death is your only destination." Seeing that he had achieved a lot of results under the blow, the hundreds of heads on the pillar of the Turin boat ship, and at the same time laughed cruelly.

"Shut up Binalos, you idiot, who told you to use the Endless Fire without permission...", an angry, majestic voice suddenly roared as the giant head relief was hideously merry.

At this time, those human warships scorched by the endless fire of divine magic knew that they could not escape the fate of destruction, and rushed to the huge temple of Turin on the ground as if they were committing suicide.

The holy light above the temple flashed, and the power of the realm gently wrapped the swooping human warship, and the next step was to exempt judgment, usually only the lucky ones who were not enough could be immune to the impact of the power of the realm, and the rest would be torn apart by the divine power.

Unexpectedly, a few seconds later, a miracle suddenly ~~-update~~ appeared, and 4 of the 5 suicide human warships actually passed through the immunity of the power of the temple realm and crashed into several magnificent halls of the temple, turning them into flames and turning those halls into ruins.

The human warriors were shocked by such a tragic but unexpectedly brilliant victory, and the astute ones realized that the temple in the center of Turin, which they had attacked, had lost most of its power due to some kind of change1