The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1492 Yan Shuai who controls the sky

DNA fusion.

A killing intent suddenly rose in Yan Tao's eyes.

The scene of Planet Maite immediately appeared in my mind.

Half man, half beast, half man, half ghost.

Yan Tao's cold eyes were slightly cold.

"Find out why."

"Okay, master." Xiaoqi mobilized the energy in his body, trying to conduct a deeper genetic scan.

After a while, it shook its head feebly, and sat down on the ground of the virtual space with a "plop": "Master, I can't."

Without huge energy as a support, it is just a chicken rib.

"What's going on inside them is so messed up."

Yan Tao's palm hanging by his side tightened slightly.

gene fusion...

This is the old emperor's purpose of finding someone to replace her?

"Master, don't be impulsive."

Xiao Qi hurriedly gave his master a smooth hair.

A deep coldness appeared in Yan Tao's eyes, of course she would not be impulsive.

The sun is setting in the west.

At the end of the sky, the orange-red sunset is as red as blood.

Yan Tao walked slowly to her room.

Waiting for night to fall again.

At this moment, the main control room.

False Yantao held a bottle of crimson potion in his hand, and there was a hint of madness in his dark eyes.

He stretched out his hand and flicked the medicine bottle with his fingers, making an extremely crisp sound.

Fake Yantao smiled slightly.

Coupled with his handsome and monstrous face, this smile is very bewitching, even seductive.

It's just that the more I look at it, the colder I feel.

It was unbearable to want to stay away from him.

"Marshal... so what?"

It's still going to fall into his hands.

Fake Yantao slowly raised his right hand, looking at the swaying medicine bottle with his eyes.

His dark eyebrows were reflected in the crimson liquid medicine.

Fake Yantao looked at the faces reflected in the potion bottle, and laughed again: "Your own safety is more important, or the thousands of soldiers of the Cloud Fleet?"

"Let me see, how do you choose."

Fake Yantao put down the medicine bottle and sat quietly in front of the main console.

Not long after he sat down, suddenly, there was a rumbling sound in the distance.

The loud noise exploded in my ears like thunder.

Even the ground under his feet began to vibrate.

"boom!"

The table in front of the fake Yantao shook, and the crimson potion bottle on the table rolled down the table and fell to pieces.

"...Master Marshal, it's not good!"

Yuan Jing rushed in from the door, the young man's handsome face still had ferocious anger that had not dissipated, and he spoke very quickly in a low voice: "The potion storage warehouse exploded."

"……what??!"

Fake Yantao's face darkened, and he stood up suddenly from his seat, with a hint of shock and surprise on his face: "How did it explode?"

"I don't know, I haven't found out the reason yet."

Yuan Jing's face darkened: "Such a huge explosion, it is very likely that the self-destruction system of the potion storage warehouse was activated."

The people he sent out couldn't stop the explosion of the medicine storehouse at all.

It was so powerful that it directly blasted the entire pharmacy into a sea of ​​flames.

"damn it."

The fake Yantao rushed to the door quickly, his face was livid.

He never expected that Yan Tao would even be willing to bomb the medicine store.

The most expensive and precious thing in the empire's army building is not munitions and equipment, but potions.

Apothecaries are the foundation of every army.

Without potions, the military has no hope of sustainable development.

Skyfleet has only one potion store.

Just at the last moment, it was blown to pieces by its real owner.

(End of this chapter)