The Orthodox Pope not far away was chilled, and the pseudo-vortex realms of the other forces all froze in place, not daring to make any moves.

"Red Spirit Temple? From now on...... The Red Spirit Temple is my old enemy! The old man threw Augustus's corpse at will, and with a volley of his right hand, several fierce and incomparable white spiritual energy clusters completely imprisoned several pseudo-star vortex realms in the Red Spirit Palace.

Boom! Boom! .....

Several sounds of flesh and blood bursting sounded, and the deputy bishop of the Red Spirit Hall and several pseudo-star vortex realms who came to support were directly squeezed into a blood mist by the spiritual energy mass.

"Agamemnon? Sumedala? Go back and tell you the master of the star field, your hand is too long... Easy to be hacked! The old man looked around and said coldly at several pseudo-vortex realms outside the domain.

Several Outer Pseudo-Star Vortex Realms, whose hearts were strongly shocked, touched a cold sweat one after another, saluted the old man, and quickly retreated very wisely.

The Orthodox Pope glanced at the cold eyes of the military god, and immediately understood, and directly broke through the air and fled.

Fang Mo's abyss base slowly emerged in front of the main hall, and there were several eye-catching big characters on the hull: "The Divine Apocalypse Group welcomes the return of the military god!" ”

The old man stared at the giant ship, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, raised his right foot, flashed directly to the bow of the ship, and slowly walked into the cabin.

Wu Di stared at the last frame of the live broadcast screen, and said secretly in his heart: "I was sucked by this kid!" ”

This sudden wave of free advertising, because of the existence of the god of war, he can't take the initiative to cut off, because there are countless people who are paying attention, and it also involves the ownership of the final gambling funds.

General Fang Mo was invited into the living room that had been simulated in advance, and his mind moved, and the abyss base began to climb quickly into the sky, and completely disappeared into the clouds in a few breaths.

Wu Di took a long breath, the live broadcast finally ended, and the total amount of funds in the gambling plate accumulated to 550 billion star crystals.

All market question betting results start to be summed up.

In just a few seconds, the ownership of 550 billion astral crystals has been solved.

Fang Mo is the first, and he should not give in.

Star Entertainment draws a commission of 10 points, coupled with the status discount of Fangmo's internal regular employees, which is equivalent to a busy job in vain.

Who allowed themselves to have such a business?

Drip!

Wu Di glanced at the message and smiled bitterly, he received Fang Mo's withdrawal message.

.....

"Lord Warlord! Have a seat. Fang Mo slowly poured two cups of tea and handed one of them to the old man on the sofa opposite.

"You kid is so bold that you actually consume the old man!" The god of war picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said angrily.

"Lord Warlord, it's not my attention, it's his idea!" Fang Mo said as he pushed a personal computer in front of the military god.

"Uh, Louis eighty-two? It's barely eye-catching. The god of war stared at the screen and nodded in satisfaction.

"Well, excellent man!" Fang Mo took a sip of tea and said seriously.

"Anyway, I can come out this time, thanks to you, I owe you a favor." The god of war put down the teacup and said solemnly.

"To each of them what they need, I also got the Scepter, and I also have a very large gambling fund, not to mention that I am the majority shareholder of Apocalypse." Fang Mo didn't intend to let the god of war owe him favors.

"That's fine, so... It's time for the second round of the Dark Cluster's attack to begin, hello to it....."

The god of war stared deeply at Louis Eighty-two and said slowly.

More than ten years ago, it could only be said to be a fiasco, but now... I don't know how many people will come back alive, and there are some things that even he can't change.

Fang Mo nodded and said, "Lord God of War, I have a question, with your strength, how could you fall into the Red-clothed Sanctuary District?" ”

"In addition to the forbidden technique, what other reasons can there be, don't mention this matter again, I'll explain it to you when I have a chance in the future, I have to go." The military god seemed unwilling to touch it anymore, and some memories in the red-clothed temple area, put on a shabby military coat, slowly got up, waved his right hand to Fang Mo, and stepped away.

Fang Mo stood at the bow of the ship and saw the figure of the military god constantly flickering in the deep space, and the huge energy fluctuations made the nearby space slightly distorted.

In just a few breaths, it disappeared completely.

"Boss, did he notice?" Nightwalk walked out of a break room and asked with a serious face.

"Probably not." Fang Mo suppressed the strength of the White Emperor Duel, and was very confident in his hidden ability, and after being verified by the military god, he was even more sure of going to the dark star cluster.

.....

A month later, Charlemagne's Empire, with the assistance of Fang Mo, completed the reception of the Red Temple District.

The second exploratory offensive also kicked off.

In the gray transition zone between the Griezer Cluster and the Dark Star Cluster, there is an abandoned superplanet dedicated to military transit, designated LH01.

Fang Mo was tasked with arriving at the joint command center of LH01 within a week.

"And then?" Fang Mo stared at Victoria's hologram and couldn't help but feel that this instructor was more mature than he had been a few years ago.

"No, Commander-in-Chief Lagerlöff and Deputy Commanders Cecil and Edmund will meet with you, and they will make their own demands, but they don't have the right to command you, and everything will be arranged by themselves." Victoria was facing several models, practicing fencing.

Fang Mo didn't pay attention at first, and went straight to her with a ruthless jump, whoosh! A close-up of a handsome head flies into a hologram.

"I...."

Fang Mo stared at the model for a long time and was speechless, wasn't that himself? Could it be that the last sword competition left a shadow on her?

"Colonel Victoria, I'll hang up first." Fang Mo shook his head helplessly, he didn't want to see himself chopped to pieces again.

A week later.

Fang Mo crossed three military lines and arrived at the LH01 superplanet outer rim ferry.

The deep space on the outer edge of LH01 is littered with military forts with powerful firepower.

There are countless monitoring base stations.

Between the military fortresses, intelligent mechanical bodies of various shapes are flying densely, acting as auxiliary roles such as vigilance, reconnaissance, maintenance, and cannon fodder.

Drip!

Please accept the active ferry towing.

With the exception of the Senior Commander of the Joint Command Center, all recruits are required to be below the All-Know Realm.

The White Emperor can even hide the military gods, and these commander-level figures should be even more so.

Fang Mo controlled the strength of the entire Independent Regiment at the Transcendent Eighth Order, but in fact, their strength was basically around the Omniscient Fifth Order.

The effect of the White Emperor's Decisive Star Concealment is not only to hide strength, but to truly control energy fluctuations.

But with the current skill level of Xingyin, it is basically close to the limit of his control.

As for the higher level suppression, the spiritual energy that needs to be consumed will be multiplied quickly, and even if it is available, it will not last too long.

For example, if the general god is suppressed from the second order of the vortex to the first order of the vortex, the spiritual energy storage space at the end of the square needs to be increased by at least ten times, which is simply impossible.

.....

Fang Mo overlooks LH01 from the transfer station.

Except for large military installations, there are almost no other buildings in the catalog, and there is charred black earth and rubble everywhere.

The color of the catalog is two notches darker than that of 07 Wasteland.

Some of the old building plinths are still faintly visible.

Fang Mo looked into the distance again, and several huge peaks were almost cut off by the waist.

This shows the fierceness of the battle back then, and it seems that the first battle was involving high-level cultivators.

However, after crossing the Transition Zone and approaching the Second Defense Starlink, if a high-level cultivator participated in the battle again, it would directly trigger violent spatial fluctuations, and even randomly generate some huge spatial cracks.

Back then, there was a precedent for a fully formed legion to be directly swallowed up by a spatial rift.

Drip!

Pass the verification, please enter the port!

Airplanes! Airplanes! ......

The ferry boat sailed into the airport near the airport, and a huge buzzing sound resounded throughout the sky.

Giant quantum laser towers are densely packed around the harbor, reaching into the sky.

The LH01 catalog, in addition to military fortresses, is the most built laser tower, according to official statistics, a total of 20 billion have been built on the surface of the planet.

The diameter of each laser tower varies from 500-800 meters.

Like the dense spikes on the surface of the virion, it has become an important part of the defense system of the LH01 catalog.

Huge humming sounds came and went, and the top of the tower shone with a blazing arc of electricity.

Some of the laser towers also have many strangely shaped dried corpses hanging from their towers.

Drip!

Facial recognition verification passed.

The ferryman took Fang Mo to the entrance of an underground military fortress near the port, and left directly.

"Head Fang, please!" A bearded adjutant with a folder in his hand leads Fang Mo into the underground Combine Command Center.

A roundtable conference room in the command center.

Lagerlöf was talking to several deputy commanders and staff officers about something, and when he saw Fang Mo come in, he motioned for him to sit down directly.

Several staff officers in the round table conference room couldn't help but look surprised when they saw Fang Mo so young.

Seeing several commanders, Fang Mo couldn't help but sigh secretly: "It seems that the high strength of Atlantis has been sent out, and any person here is much stronger than the white master back then." ”

Lagerlof knew that Fang Mo also brought a prince's regiment, which was extremely suspicious of gilding, and glanced at him and said, "It's okay, you can move freely." ”

The two deputy commanders stared at Fang Mo's eyes, although they didn't have contempt, they obviously didn't expect anything from him.

Fang Mo's face froze, this was completely marginalized.

Although this situation is beneficial to his paddling, some new information is now guiding him to the Dark Cluster.

At the very least, he needs to get detailed information here.

"Dear Commander Lagerlöf, I can still help, I should be able to observe the meeting, right?" Fang Mo's request was not excessive, he was just observing the meeting, and he had to play soy sauce next to the commander.

Lagerlöf made a nonchalant look, and the two lieutenants nodded in agreement.

Fang Mo has already seen that they have treated themselves as air, so it's okay, as long as they can participate, they will have the opportunity to get involved deeply at any time.

"Let's get started!" Lagerlof motioned to the adjutant to continue. 33

Syllable!

The lights in the round table room are turned off.

Drip!

A simulated hologram of the entire dark star cluster appears in the center of the round table.

Although it was only a virtual picture, everyone still couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts.

The six superplanets in the Dark Cluster region are surrounded by dense black clouds, which are self-contained and operate independently.

On the periphery of the dark cluster, the 36 supersatellites of the star cluster are the first star chain.

The periphery of the first starlink, near the transition zone, consists of 72 satellites that make up the second starlink.

At present, Fang Mo has received the news that the second Starlink is already in danger, and it is no wonder that the laser towers of LH01 have all been activated.

Drip!

A staff officer pressed the controller in his hand, and the hologram changed instantly.

With the exception of the LH01 transition zone, the entire outer area of the Second Starlink was darkened.

Lagerlof glanced at Fang Mo, who was full of doubts, and motioned to the staff officer to explain, no matter what, it can't be too perfunctory, after all, it is a person from the Wang Star Cluster.

Fang Mo did have doubts, what was the large black area on the periphery of the Second Starlink, like a pocket, wrapping the entire Second Starlink, leaving only the transition area where LH01 was located.

"Commander Fang, this is a dense distribution area of the Dead Domain, which is our natural protective belt, if it weren't for them, I'm afraid the current situation would be even worse." The staff officer with the controller in his hand stared at Fang Mo and explained seriously.

This staff officer didn't feel that Fang Mo, as the head of the regiment, was not qualified to participate in such a meeting, after all, he was the one who led the prince's group, although he only had an extraordinary eighth order, he was also worthy of his attention.

"I see, thanks!"

These things were not available in the original information, Fang Mo stared at the continuously changing image in the center of the round table, and his brows couldn't help but furrow.

The scene finally flashed to the heretic.

They were all very familiar with each other, and the staff officer explained very quickly, and did not stop at the end of the way, only focusing on explaining a few new types of heretics.

Smack!

Fang Mo turned on the computer in front of his desk, switched to free mode, broke away from the unified control of the staff officer, and began to look through the information by himself.

There were so many types of heresy that Fang Mo couldn't help but be surprised.

They have almost formed their own system of mixed racial civilizations.

According to the comparison of data and data, they have evolved very quickly, and can now basically be called heretical civilizations, but these creatures are different from other creatures that live in symbiosis with humans, and they seem to have no other concepts in their consciousness except killing and aggression.

Fang Mo hadn't seen it yet, what was the connection between them and the evil spirit body, maybe they had been parasitized, and to confirm this, he needed to go to the front-line battlefield in person.

Smack! .....

Fang Mo kept clicking on the computer, and all kinds of strange-shaped creatures appeared in front of him, and there were two kinds of dominance:

1. Highly intelligent heretics: After more than ten years of silence, their intelligence has evolved, and they are also the initiators of this impact on the second starlink.

According to the photo, it is transparent and has an earthy yellow color, has limited color-changing ability, and its hands and feet are in the form of sharp claws.

The three eyes on his face, the huge mouth opened to the root of his ears, and the two rows of sharp fangs made Fang Mo frown, and the huge mouth was completely open, enough to swallow an adult's head.

The military marked its name as: Gaia!

2. Low-intelligence heretics: smaller than high-intelligence heads, larger mouths, more on the neck, transparent sac-like structures, which store strong corrosive liquids, and more developed limbs.

The military proposed to name it poisonous liquid.

There are also some four-legged or flying heretics who are good at fighting, reconnaissance, and vigilance, ranging from ant-like three-legged protorodents to giant devouring fire dragons hundreds of feet long.

Some people died, but not completely......