Intergalactic Era of Gossip

Sean the Gold Eater: "Hiss!"

Langa: "Are we really going to compete on the territory of the Asha people? So that they can take advantage of the fishermen?"

Sean: "Hiss."

Langa: "Well...maybe you can hold it in your mouth, after all, it is more difficult to hold it with two front paws."

The gold-eating worm made a short neigh--a huge sound came from the left, carrying the light of the fire, and staining the entire area with the smell of gunpowder smoke. Countless flying insects, as small as mosquitoes and flies, quickly approached in an encirclement.

"Blaster?" Langa looked at Sean incredulously, "You are crazy!"

Sells' eyes sank.

Chongxing people don't pay much attention to technology, and their complicated knowledge system will make them suffer. In contrast, they have powerful insect bodies, and various strange insects live on their home planets, which can be used to fight heavy troops on the battlefield. Blasting insects are one of the most lethal types. They will rush into the enemy circle in just a few seconds, detonate themselves, and spray poisonous gas around.

Non-intelligent bugs are extremely proliferative, and endless bugs can even destroy a starship.

He noticed that the mouths of the blasting bugs in the front row fluttered and seemed to be swallowing things.

Sells drank: "Naren!"

The named prince turned his head.

"return!"

While speaking, Sells rushed to his side, grabbed his hand and dragged the person into his control.

There was a sharp pain in Narren's wrist, and before he could resist, he felt black in front of him and covered his head with something. He fiddled with it for a while, and finally took the clothes on his head into his hands.

"what is this?"

"Protective clothing, quickly put it on."

Sells said as he stuffed a certain prince into his cloak-like clothes.

It was the first time that Naron wore this kind of military protective clothing. He didn't even have time to see where Sells came from. He only knew that after he put it on, the surrounding Asha soldiers were also fully equipped.

Naryn looked around and asked, "What about you?"

Sells smiled: "I don't need it."

Naryn frowned and looked at him steadily.

Sells helplessly: "There are spares in Andre."

In just a few words, the first batch of blasting worms had already burst through their bodies and rushed down into huge fireballs.

"Peng!"

The marble countertop under his feet was smashed into a deep pit, and Naryn stepped back half a step, lowered his head to see that the upper was yellowing, and a strange burnt smell was already in the air.

"How is it?" Sayles' voice came from behind, and Naron was stunned by him: "Go to the house! Dia, let him contact the military to send more manpower."

While they were talking, two more explosive insects exploded above their heads.

Langa's sharp curse sounded.

"You lunatic! This is Asha, do you think we are all finished!"

The long-haired gold-eater flicked its tail abruptly, and wanted to leave the bug that dared to question him on Cher Street.

Langa didn't expect that the other party would do it on his own in the enemy's realm. His reaction was slow, and he was very embarrassed to hide. When he landed and stood firm, he was yanked from behind.

Alida looked at him blankly.

Langa turned her head and found that the clearing where she had stood was engulfed by fire. His pupils shrank, and Lelida shook away, with a strange cry in his mouth, and only a pile of clothes remained where he was in an instant.

Ellida bent over and held it up with a calm face, shaking, and found that a sly bug had already escaped.

He dropped the cloth and looked at the insects and stars all over the street. He didn't notice that an ugly three-biting mini insect had been nested behind him.

Neither Levida nor Naron came prepared, so neither did they have protective clothing. The blaster is very lethal. He didn't intend to use flesh and blood to resist, so he brought the terrified landlord into the room with him.

The zerg that Langa brought was still inside. After seeing Lei Da come in, he quickly escaped from the window.

Levitra: "..."

Narren said: "Look there."

He pointed at the gold-eaters in the field, and in the chaos, these blasters consciously bypassed his range.

"We can go to his back." Hijin often complained to him that his short feet could not scratch his back, and he could only roll around hard.

Sells's slightly rough palm wrapped his hand before putting it down.

"I go."

Naryn: "..."

Sells took a weapon from the soldiers beside him, but was stopped.

"He has a circle of bugs around him." Narren said sincerely: "If you are brave and righteous, I will take good care of Little R for you. Good, go."

Sells: "...nothing will happen."

Naryn sneered: "Okay, no one will let you go."

Sells helplessly: "Let go of me first. After a minute, you can hold it for as long as you want."

Naryn: "..." He lowered his eyes, his expression stiff.

Fuck, why does his hand keep pulling Sells, without him knowing it at all?

He adjusted his expression, but still didn't let go of his hand, but said seriously: "I suddenly thought that it is more feasible to shoot from a distance than to jump on the opponent's back."

Sells was silent for a moment, and his smile gradually widened. He quickly broke free from the hand of the person in front of him. Before the other party frowned and expressed his disapproval, he turned back and pulled the person into his arms and grabbed the slender back of his neck. .

He whispered: "Actually I am wearing protective clothing."

Naryn: "..."

Sells: "And the quality is better than the generic model."

He pulled down the collar and motioned to Narren to look at it.

Narren: "...No, no need."

He hasn't the habit of grabbing other people's clothes and peeking inside the crowd.

As he spoke, Sells finally couldn't hold back the thoughts in his heart, and grunted with curly black hair.

Naryn was stiff.

Sells sighed over his head, "No wonder those married officers are unwilling to let their families accompany...How can this make people fighting."

The prince was a bit at a loss as to the fact that he was suddenly pulled into his arms and had a handful of hair. Sells's words were even more general. Before he could digest it, the Marshal, who was openly taking advantage of others, had rushed into the battle circle casually.

Narren: "..." What happened?

The sound of the blaster sounded from the left, and he realized that he was still in danger now, and it was definitely not the time to distract himself. And the marshal who didn't listen to advice and went his own way had already moved towards the goal.

Andre appeared behind Naren with a complex expression: "Don't worry."

He waved his hand, and a huge silk net spread out in the air, encumbering the small bugs flying around, there was a blasting sound, but the net bag was undamaged.