It's just that there is never time to rest on the battlefield, and even such a salvage operation is an act of risking the enemy's attack and defying the wind at all times.

As for the Nebula Black Market here, the owners of these shops are a special existence, and they have become the power of the third party that appeared in the war between the Broken Air Regiment and the Xiongshili Legion.

It's just that such forces do not participate in any war, their role is to satisfy the only satisfaction of the soldiers of the eight directions on the battlefield, that is, money, money can satisfy the fragile hearts of all the soldiers who are tormented in the flames of unquenchable war.

And the cactus also needs money, although in the eyes of others he is a lucky one, a bully, or a hero. But he, like his friends, his partners, his comrades, and even his enemies, wanted to use the money in his hands to build a beautiful homeland, a world where there was no killing, only beautiful women and happy children.

A space-time wormhole emitting white light suddenly appeared in the starry sky, and the moment the wormhole opened, long indescribable star warships flew out of nothingness.

At this time, around this white wormhole, a neat 500 wormholes spanning millions of kilometers suddenly appeared in front of the cactus's eyes, and these 500 wormholes were arranged in a square matrix, with 100 in each column, a total of five columns, and appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

As soon as these wormholes were formed, dozens of star warships of unknown models flew out of them, and then, one after another, as if there was no end to it, as if a large fleet was coming.

Based on his previous experience, Cactus thought that this might be the arrival of a large fleet of millions, and although the superior of Sky Breaker did not inform him and the other captains, he had already decided that this was a large army that was going to be used for a large war.

So he used his information ball to check the mass of these unknown types of warships, after all, this is the only information he can collect now.

Not long after, the piercing man gave the information. The cactus looked at these materials and muttered: "The mass of more than 500 million tons does not seem to be at the level of empty lines, it is estimated that it is a high-level battleship among battleships." ”

So the cactus watched the battle formations flying out of the wormhole, and continued to chat with the moon dancer.

"You said that you became the captain, it seems that my immortal fleet is about to lose a veteran." The cactus said sadly.

And Moon Dance Cangtian shook his head and said, "Not only that, Luo Bing is already the captain of the 50,000 fleet, and her fleet is temporarily fighting with my fleet. But if you ask me what's going on, I only know that Luo Bing's followers have been appearing for the past few years, and now, her followers have gained momentum, and it is clear that they want to follow her. ”

Seeing that the cactus's eyes were gloomy, Moon Dance Cangtian didn't want to hit him anymore, but he didn't want to perfunctory him, so he continued: "And Takishuang, she is a good guy, I heard that among this new batch of million-dollar fleets, there are hundreds of thousands of her followers, a large part of them are brought from the Earth World Realm, and some new ones have been accumulated over the years. You also know that Lu Dao, Takishuang, our Sister Shuang, she is already at the peak of the second stage of enlightenment, and she is about to enter the third stage of enlightenment, so her potential power has been heard of by many soldiers of the Air Regiment, so, cactus, we have to go our separate ways. ”

The cactus nodded, without much sadness, he said slowly: "On this vast battlefield, you and I are all dependent on ourselves for survival, and since the momentum of my friends is here today, I can't stop it." But we've always been friends, haven't we? It will be in the future. ”

Moon Dance Cangtian nodded solemnly, listening to the cactus's words that he knew was regretful, but he still wanted to make people sound indifferent: "I hope that one day, when we meet, we will all be Nobita!" ”

As he spoke, the cactus and the moon dance sky faced each other's images on the information ball screen, saluted a military salute, and then said goodbye.

The cactus felt very depressed, he looked at Ruola and said, "Okay, now there are only a few of us left, all of whom don't know what kind of friends Lu Dao is." ”

As he spoke, he smirked.

Jora and the piercing one looked at each other, then stared at the cactus, not speaking.

"Well, after all, it's not a race, and there isn't much common language. But where do I go from here? The cactus looked at the hologram of the macro battlefield in the big curtain and thought about the road ahead.

Coldly, Jora said, "Don't you have any ideals?" ”

The cactus turned to look at Jora, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "My greatest wish is to stop the eternal war between the two Gardens of Eden, and there is no other purpose." ”

And Jora said mysteriously: "Perhaps, you have this opportunity, but it depends on how you do it." ”

The cactus stared at Jora's seemingly dark eyes, but they were an unknown object with bottomless information, and he asked in a low voice, "How do I do this?" ”

Jora, dressed in a light blue dress, is wearing a beige cowboy hat at the moment, looking like a country girl from some farm.

She always liked to listen to the cactus' eyes when she spoke, and at this time, she was doing this: "What do you think is a godsend? ”

The cactus thought for a moment and said, "God's gift? It's almost something that no technology can reach. Maybe we're all in a big dream, so something strange like this happened. ”

"No, it's not a dream, it's not technology, it's not something supernatural." Jora spoke slowly.

"A gift from heaven, as the name suggests, is a gift from heaven, and who is heaven?" Jora said, staring at the cactus.

"God?" The cactus didn't even think about it, so he said it.

"Yes, the so-called God-given, and God-given power, all the non-technological power used on the battlefield you are in, they are all a kind of contract, a contract between God and man." Jora said, not jokingly.

"So, the civilization behind you has come into contact with God?" The cactus couldn't believe what he was saying, but when he spoke, he felt a chill down his back with his conjecture.

"God, to humans, means a lot, but to my digital messenger, there is not much of a concept, and God, if anything, would he see two beings in the Garden of Eden to kill each other?" Jora asked rhetorically.

"Yes, God is always merciful and does not want to see what we are going through." Speaking of this, the cactus suddenly sensed something, his eyes were sharp, he stared at Ruora and said, "If I stand at the peak of the Evolutionary Enlightenment, will I be able to reach the gods who have made a contract with all the Star Warriors?" ”