He didn't want to see Liu Zihua.

But now the war is not within the reach of manpower, everything is just fate.

The war between the nations is ever-changing every moment.

………………

Two days later.

Wu Wanzai's wife's White Feather Department was attacked and killed by the Immortal Cloud fleet.

Liu Zihua's Lieyang Department and Wu Wanzai's Blood Yang Department participated in the rescue together.

"Report, a large number of Protoss legions have appeared near the Terran Great Realm!"

"The Martial Saint of the Protoss is diligent, and the Martial Saint is built in heaven...... When the seven Martial Saints appear, and the ten Divine Clan Martial Saints appear one light year away from the Terran Great Realm, the intelligence detection is about to successfully establish a high-dimensional folding station! ”

"Report, the Lingwu Old Saint led the million-strong army of the Lingwu Department to urgently aid the Terran Realm!"

"Report, Lingwu Old Sage ordered, the Burning Sun Department and the Blood Yang Department do not need to return to the Terrans, continue to attack the Immortal Cloud Fleet, and rescue the White Feather Department!"

Inside the warship, a series of hurried voices rang out.

Inside the cabin, Wu Wanzai's face turned pale.

The Terran realm is empty!

If the Lingwu Old Saint rushes back, it will be too late!

Liu Zihua and Wu Wanjiao, who were farther away from the human race, didn't have to go back.

In the cabin, Wu Wanzai and Liu Zihua fell silent all of a sudden.

"What is the current situation of the White Feather Division?"

Wu Wanzai asked in a trembling voice.

He and Liu Zihua came to rescue Bai Yubu.

"One Martial Venerable fell, three Great Grandmasters fell, and ...... Sixth-level Grandmasters fell."

On the side, Liu Zihua's adjutant said with a bitter face.

Wu Wanzhuo's expression was ugly.

"Now, according to this, how many days will it take to establish a high-dimensional folding station in the Great Realm of the Protoss?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.

It was Liu Zihua who smoked a cigarette and made a sound.

Wu Wanzai's eyes shrank instantly, and the green tendons on his whole neck burst out.

"Liu Zihua, what are you going to do?"

Wu Wanzai roared and shouted, the whole person was like an angry lion:

"Lingwu Old Saint said very clearly, he wants us to rescue the White Feather Tribe!!"

Wu Wanzai roared hoarsely.

Inside the cabin, everyone shuddered.

Wu Wanchuan suddenly became angry, naturally because of his wife.

Liu Zihua looked at Wu Wanzai quietly and said:

"Wu Wanjiao, you are very smart, you should know that if my department is very close to the Protoss, why does the Protoss still want to attack my Terran Realm?

The reason is that the Immortal Clan is making an obstacle from it, and the news that our department is here has not been passed on to the Protoss! ”

Liu Zihua stood up, and his eyes suddenly became cold:

"The Immortal Clan knows that if we want to save the Terran Realm, we can only rush directly to the Divine Realm and force the Protoss army to come back.

And what they want is to annihilate our Terran White Feather Tribe, and protect the Cloud Fleet of His Immortal Race! ”

Liu Zihua's voice was cold, his words fell, and there was silence in the cabin.

Liu Zihua suddenly figured out the key point of this battle.

The Immortal Clan made an obstacle from it, concealed important news about the Terran from the Protoss, and wanted to kill the White Feather Department of the Terran.

And Liu Zihua and Wu Wanjiao, if they want to rescue the Terran realm, they can only follow the plot designed by the Immortal Clan.

If they want to save the human race, only they abandon the White Feather Department and march towards the Great Realm of the Protoss.

But the question is......

Wu Wanzai's wife is in the White Feather Department.

Wu Wanzai's face turned red, and at this moment, the whole person felt unable to breathe, and a feeling of suffocation was transmitted in his heart.

"It's the Lingwu Old Sage!

It was the bastard who told us to go to the rescue...... Of the white feather department! ”

He roared, his voice hoarse.

Liu Zihua looked at Wu Wanzhai quietly, and it was extremely complicated for a while:

"How to save the human race, he knows, you know, I know.

He just...... I don't want you to hate the Terrans even more. ”

Liu Zihua pursed his lips.

Lingwu Lao Sheng, his master, and Wu Wanzai's biological father...... It's heartless!

The other party knew the value of Wu Wanjiao, so if he gave an order for Wu Wanzheng to abandon the White Feather Division, Wu Wanzheng would even betray the human race.

Therefore, this choice was handed over to Wu Wanzai himself.

It's so ruthless!

But for the Lingwu Old Saint, there is no way to do it.

looked at Wu Wanzhu, who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, his face flushed and pitiful.

Liu Zihua's eyes trembled.

"It's up to you to choose, maybe it's too cruel, you can hate me, continue to hate me.

Until the day I was killed. ”

Liu Zihua said with a trembling voice, and tears gradually appeared in his eyes.

Is that...... The lives of 100,000 comrades-in-arms!

They are still waiting for their assistance!

They're still struggling.

"Ahhh

One of the officers let out a wail, and his whole face turned painful.

"Measure the base of space and establish a high-dimensional folding station to go to the Great Realm of the Protoss."

Liu Zihua spoke quietly, and a tear flowed out.

"This is my Liu Zihua's choice, the comrades-in-arms of the White Feather Department have sacrificed, and their unjust souls have come to me Liu Zihua!"

As he spoke, his voice trembling and his lips trembling.

"Just let me, a brute, continue to live with everything on my back!"

He gritted his teeth and roared, hideous.

He looked at Wu Wanzai, who was squatting on the ground on the side, waiting for something.

Maybe the other party beat him, or maybe he stabbed him.

He won't fight back, he'll be more comfortable.

Wu Wanchuan squatted on the ground, trembling all over.

Liu Zihua's subordinates had already rushed out of the cabin.

And his subordinates stood one by one, looking at him.

As long as Wu Wanzai gave an order, their Blood Yang Department would immediately separate from the Burning Sun Department and continue to rescue the White Feather Department.

"Go, ......"

A small, trembling voice was Wu Wanzhuo struggling.

"Wu Zuo, give the order!"

A man let out a low cry.

"Go, ......"

Wu Wanzai struggled and said, squeezing out the two words from between his teeth.

"Go...... What? ”

His men approached.

Bang!

Grabbing his collar with one hand, Wu Wanzai's eyes were scarlet, looking at him:

"Go and build a high-dimensional folding station, go to the Protoss realm, go to ah......"

He pleaded, blood and tears flowed down his face, and his whole face was full of ......

Despair!

"Ahhh!!!hhh

Wu Wanchuan let out a roar full of despair and helplessness.

The next moment, he passed out on the deck.

Airplanes!

within the universe.

An invisible bridge was built, leading all the way to the realm of the Protoss.

The beginning of the bridge is despair, and the end of the bridge is endless pathos.

"Bridge of Despair?"

Lin Tian muttered.

The bridge is the way to the other side, and it represents hope.

But for Wu Wanzai, is it hopeless?

So the blood pill he refined was the flesh and blood essence of the 100,000 soldiers of the White Feather Division?

Therefore, among the 100,000 soldiers, there is Wu Wanzai's wife.

Therefore, those unjust souls are dissatisfied with Liu Zihua.

Therefore, when he was hesitating, it was Wu Wanzhuo's will that appeared, making him insist on choosing to save Bu Shengxi?

Therefore, everything he is facing now is brought about by Wu Wanjiao's unwillingness and despair.

Indeed, very touching.

But Lin Tian still wanted to scold Wu Wanjiao.

Let Sheng Xi use Pei Ning's teleportation core to go to the Protoss, and use the teleportation core himself to return to the Terrans.

This is Lin Tian's plan.

However, it was interfered with by Wu Wanzai.

Perhaps, Wu Wanzai thinks that the Protoss is even more hateful, as long as Bu Shengxi goes to the Protoss, it will be even more desolate.

Perhaps, all this was planned by Wu Wanjiao.

Everything he faced was designed by Wu Wanzhuo to let him experience all this.

"If that's the case, why don't you watch me die?"

Lin Tian muttered.

PS: There is one more chapter, which is being written.

Wrong, late.

Let's see tomorrow.