"Sue, we're back!"

"Yo ho ho! Hohoo!"

The only one who can make such a laugh is Bosei, the two goats returning from the big head civilization.

"How's the big-headed civilization?"

"Except for Giante, no one else can be described as normal, a rotten civilization that is no longer salvageable."

Posey's evaluation of the big-headed civilization made Giante very embarrassed, and he was not easy to refute, what Posei said was basically the truth. The entire big-headed civilization is intoxicated with a false prosperity, and the body is degraded not to mention, but the head is also degraded and severe. Giante was the only exception, presumably because he had been electroconcentratically treated by the Sentinels.

Perhaps, if all the big heads are given an electric shock treatment, they will be able to recover their fù normal.

In the next two days, Bo Sai made another big purchase around the world, grain, grain seeds, modern farming tools, etc., and then went to the United States to 'borrow' some wind power stations and other equipment, he was ready to change the belief of the Orcs of the Ron Plateau.

"Goats are peace-loving after all." Bo Sai said.

So, on the third weekend of April's sunny day, the battleship Rogines opened a space-time passage over the South Pole and once again invaded the Titan High Demon Plane.

This time, the landing point was accurate, and there was no accident that killed the natives. The Flying Fortress was normal, and Citroen and the Eight Hundred Tinder soldiers eliminated sixteen mages who tried to invade the Flying Fortress during this time.

"Sir, the mage is a wealth in human form! It's 10,000 times more useful to keep than to kill!" Construct mage Roy to Su Mo yì.

"Mage, it's really useless." Summer responded to Roy.

How useful can a mage from the High Demon Plane be? Let them reconcile the wind and rain. Does it help crops grow? Without the help of a mage, the grains, fertilizers, and farming tools brought from the earth are enough to ensure the production of crops.

Sumor's is yes. Bo Sai, a simple and rough goat star, definitely doesn't need to recruit mages. In the eyes of the goats, the mages are probably not much different from those magicians on Earth.

"Sir, swear by the glory of the Nine-Ring Mage, we are really useful!" Roy didn't give up and wanted to convince Sumer. He was mainly saddened to see his kind ruthlessly slaughtered by the metal legions, and in his eyes, mages were the most valuable group besides the gods.

"Roy, can you beat the Sentinel?" Su Mo only asked one question, leaving Roy speechless.

Thereupon. That night, Roy, the Nine-Ring Construct Mage, took the initiative to challenge the Sentinel, and as a result, he lay in bed for three days before getting up.

……

In the Titan High Demon Plane, there is an organization of mages called Whitebeard, and their lair is at the summit of D'Artagnan, the northernmost part of the Emerald Empire in the eastern part of the Violet Continent.

It is said that snow flies there all year round.

Roy, the Construct Mage, was once a member of Whitebeard.

On this day, Posei and Zeus went to the Ron Plateau to help the orcs convert. Su Mo was sitting in the Flying Fortress, and the fire in his body was ready to move, wanting to pour out some power.

Since the fusion of the Broken Flame Source, the Tinder has been restless more and more often. Runic codes were sent to Sumer almost every day.

"Ruined miè!"

"Flames!"

"Metal!"

"Berserk!"

"Complete Tinder Source!"

There was no actually useful information in the rune code, most of it was these slogan-style content, and Su Mo understood the meaning of the fire. It wants to fight, and it wants to devour the entire source of fire.

Metal space complete spark source. It should be in the hands of the black gold man of the first spiral arm. Black Gold Man, level 8 civilization. It's a sworn enemy with the goat star, and it's not something that can be bullied casually if you want to.

It was also on this day that a group of whitebeards arrived at the Flying Fortress.

In the conference room of the Flying Fortress, Su Mo sat in the first seat, Xiao Qing on his left hand, the sentry on his right, Baya sat next to Xiao Qing, and the twelve whitebeards sat down in turn. The conference table was long enough, with a long gap in the middle.

"We come with sincerity!"

Before Su Mo could speak, Whitebeard, who was sitting directly opposite Su Mo, spoke, staring at Su Mo with his sharp eyes. Looking at Whitebeard, Su Mo smiled, probably these twelve Nine Ring Mages thought that they were a force that was enough to shock the Violet Continent, judging from Roy's intelligence, these twelve Whitebeards were just ordinary elders in the Whitebeard organization, not the leaders of Whitebeard.

"Whitebeard Chieftain is my beloved!" Roy had previously shown that he had a crush and was now in love with the Whitebeard Leader. The whitebeard leader is an old woman.

These whitebeards are very rude.

Su Mo tapped the table with his right index finger, the twelve nine-ring mages were a force to be reckoned with to ordinary people and a kingdom like Palan, however, they got one thing wrong.

Flying Fortress, here is Flying Fortress! It's the Flying Fortress of the Evil Gods!

Twelve Nine-Ring Mages?

Sort of a fart!

"This is our sincerity!" The whitebeard who spoke took out a piece of golden paper and shot at Su Mo.

Su Mo threw out his hand and grabbed the gold paper.

"Sir, this is the Golden Contract." Roy, who was standing aside, hurriedly introduced.

Su Mo nodded, pressed the so-called golden contract on the table, and then asked the whitebeard who was sitting directly opposite, "Mage, what is your sincerity?"

Before the words fell, Whitebeard slapped the table and stood up!

"Golden Pact! Whitebeard's golden contract is the greatest sincerity! We know that you are a believer in evil gods! However, you must understand that it is impossible for the evil gods to defeat the Titans! It won't be long before the Titan Titan awakens and the evil god will be banished just like the last time! Sign a golden contract with Whitebeard, and when the time comes, only we will be able to protect you!" Whitebeard spoke quickly, and he was a little excited, especially when he looked at the sentry, his eyes almost glowing.

"Roy, translate the contract." Su Mo didn't bother to read the contents of the contract, leaned back in his chair, and asked Roy to translate the contract. I saw Roy carefully pick up the golden contract, glanced at the sentry, wiped the sweat from his forehead and began to translate.

"According to the agreement, Whitebeard provides shelter for the cultists of the evil gods, and as the sheltered party, the cultists of the evil gods should hand over the control of the Flying Fortress and all the magical soldiers in the Flying Fortress to Whitebeard......."

It turned out that Whitebeard was fighting the idea of the Flying Fortress and Sentinel, as well as the Tinder Soldiers. Su Mo couldn't help but laugh, from the very beginning, it was he and Bo Sai who were invading the alien plane and bullying the natives of this plane, but he didn't expect that the natives would have the courage to fight the idea of the air fortress after knowing that they were evil gods?

"Mr. Whitebeard, what is your surname?" Sumord felt that it was necessary to know the name of the whitebeard.

"Fanta of the Storm Fang! Cult God, I allow you to call me Master Fanta!" Whitebeard is quite proud to report his name.

At this moment, Roy, the Structuring Mage, closed his eyes, and he knew that someone was dying on his own.

"Master Fanta, take the liberty of asking, is your father a drink?" Su Mo was calm, smiling and asking Master Fanta a question that was not too esoteric.

"Cultists!" Master Fanta is furious!

"Sentinel, abolish him." Su Mo got up and gave the order directly to the sentry, ignoring the storm magic that Stormfangs had condensed.

"Bang!"

The sentry charged, slamming Whitebeard into the metal, and the impact was slightly loud, and in addition to the crash, there was also the sound of bones shattering.

"I forgot to remind you that this fortress prohibits outsiders from releasing magic." Only then did Su Mo remember something that the sentinel had mentioned, he hadn't paid attention to it at the time, and now he felt the need to warn the group of whitebeards. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the reward of the students who can't afford to hurt the friendship, and thank you for the monthly tickets of the students of the 'Daqin Pioneers'.