Chapter 312: Strange Stories

Next is the image of five giant ships breaking away from the large force and flying in one direction. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Kids, bite each other, don't be afraid of sacrifice. You have already left a legacy, and no matter how bad it is, you will be a good man again twenty years later. ”

The mechanical voice was a stiff morale booster.

"What's wrong with this bow?"

A Maso newcomer whispered to the neighboring Maso.

"Shhhhhh Is the bow of the ship something you can care about?"

Said an apparently timid Marceau.

"Hehe, what's there to be afraid of. It's just that the center has been destroyed by a few units, and it has become a worrying IQ. Veterans have long been accustomed to it. ”

The other sneered and snatched the conversation.

"Senior, can you give me advice?"

The topic leader asked respectfully as curious as a baby.

The man who sneered at Marceau, raised his eyes and glanced arrogantly at the newcomer, and replied earnestly.

"For the sake of your luck to survive and the new Ding's thirst for knowledge is high, we will give you a few words. ”

Then the Marceau opened the chatterbox, and there was a lot of balabala, and he knew everything.

It turns out that these Marceau people are actually subject to the bow of the battleship, to put it bluntly, they are cold machines.

However, there is irreplaceable authority and authority, and it can be said that he has the power to kill and seize these Marceau's lives.

And the giant ship that took advantage of the thunderstorm to attack the Four Holy Cities has already been seriously damaged when it swept away other alien forces before.

That's why there is this nondescript chaotic war.

Now that the bow of the ship, which is already terminally ill, has activated the reporting mechanism.

If Ji Nineteen was present, he would have laughed off his big teeth, isn't this an extremely immature artificial intelligence.

It's just a pit for these indigenous Marceaus.

But if he knew that these Marceau people were the same beings as worker bees in the colony, he wouldn't think so.

This realm is almost controlled by most of the Marceaus, who have their backs to the Black Moon and unlimited gray mist resources, and have actually embarked on the path of mass production equivalent to cultivating into warriors in the Transformation Realm.

It's just a riot flow.

However, the bow developed to lead these warriors was not easy to use.

It's just because, although there is no shortage of high-level combat power among the Maso people, they are extremely lacking in the middle level and cannot effectively lead these low-level combat power.

This probably means that there is no perfect thing, otherwise the little human race would have been crushed out of the game long ago.

"Well, I see. ”

The questioning Neo-Ding Marceau looked up to his predecessors who taught him for free.

However, when the black moon hung high that night, this Xinding took advantage of the gap between the surrounding Maso people to seize the gray mist to cultivate and sneak out of the base camp, and went to the direction of the Terran Holy City with a signal of black light mixed with white light.

It turned out that this guy was disguised as a Terran cultivator to spy on the military.

Later in the night, in a central place in the light curtain of the Holy City's Great Protective Array, the four saints gathered.

"Hehe, as expected, what Daoyou expected, it was not the whole body of the battleship that attacked, but a crippled force. However, the crippled force has already moved to the rescue of the larger force, and at least five complete ships are about to arrive. Do you have a good plan for dealing with the enemy?"

Like a scorching little sun, a majestic male voice came out from the light cluster that stood on one side.

"Since Futu Daoist can detect the other party's follow-up troops, can you teach me a good way to deal with it?"

There were three equally sized clusters of light flickering on this side.

"To be honest, although the strength of our waiting group is high now, it is not a good opportunity to fight hard with the Marceaus. ”

A cluster of light floats like a small sun.

"Daoist friends have to rest for a long time, and the morale of others will destroy their own prestige, and now that the strength of the human race is unprecedentedly strong, how can they not be defeated by the other party's five complete giant ships?"

A red light cluster on this side suddenly soared and grabbed the white path.

"Hey, Daoyou misunderstood. With the contributions of three people, the number of Terran cultivators is indeed huge now, but the combat power that may be useful is not much. Although the opponent lacks high-level combat power, he is good at gathering people, and the power of the complete version of the giant ship is amazing. Let's not talk about anything else, since history, I didn't suffer a lot of losses when I waited for that time. ”

The other party talked eloquently.

"Hmm. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Hmph. ”

The three clusters of light calmed down and rested to their normal size.

"It is precisely because the human race is thriving today and has a promising future that we have the strength to preserve it for the future. Now that we have the despicable mount Tyrant Tortoise in our hands, it is not impossible to hide deep underground. Besides, this world is not dominated by the Marceau family, and the rest of the alien races often compete, and the inferior ones do not believe that they can last for a long time in this area. ”

"What do you mean to hide for the time being, waiting for the other party to retreat?

"They already have a way to deal with it, so we don't have to worry about it. Aren't these reinforcements their seeds? Besides, those old acquaintances and all the elite race monkeys are afraid that they would have evacuated long ago under our warning. ”

"Well, it's not impossible, these guys are all cunning rabbits, and they're very good at erasing traces and moving mountains and lakes. ”

"Hahaha, it's wonderful that the three Daoists can think like this. It's just that the remnants of the Marceaus, we can't let them go. ”

One side summed up, and the next day, the large army set off, and it was suddenly a high-level combat force pouring out of the nest and rushing straight to the valley.

Of course, this one is a crushing of strength, and even a team like Ji doesn't have much leftover soup and water for them to drink.

The top still has ideas.

With practical actions, it is inspiring the morale of the Terran cultivators.

Otherwise, how to reassure these backwards, after all, in the information released, the human race has been defeated many times, and it has almost been wiped out several times.

This is also the reason why the top is reluctant to disclose these secrets.

Morale was high, but the high-level officials quickly cleaned and buried the battlefield and retreated.

And it was on that day, at noon.

A monstrous beast so large that it was almost the size of the Holy City appeared at the top of the Holy City.

It turned out that the monks of the Floating City were of course very familiar with this giant beast, and it wasn't the behemoth that held the city all year round before.

It was the first time the two cities had appeared since the merger.

This time, it actually swelled to an incredible point under the urging of the four holy mana.

It turned out that the cultivators of the Three Holy Cities had little to know, and they almost exploded in panic when they saw that this giant mac had almost covered the entire city protection array.

Fortunately, there were four saints who stopped it in time, so they didn't cause a catastrophe.

Wait for the monks in the city to settle down.

The Naha turtle suddenly exerted its strength, and with the large city protection array, it actually squeezed the huge city under the sea of sand slightly.

It is also strange to say that this sea of sand is vast and boundless, although it has not changed much under the invasion of gray fog that has not changed for thousands of years.

There is a faint meaning of repelling this gray fog.

And the deeper the sand, the more orange and yellow it is.

Neither psionic nor fog (let's call it that) can't penetrate too far.

This is the main reason why several people have adopted such strategies. (To be continued.) )