Super God: Worlds Drifting Bottle

The adjutant looked at him puzzled.

He didn't explain, but there was a mixture of solemn and relaxed emotions on that face, which looked a little awkward.

"Okay, let's go."

"However, our people in the ship, especially your generals..."

"That thing is not stable, it can only be used for ten seconds."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the adjutant, took the spare copy of the smart phone by himself, and walked towards a room.

The adjutant stayed where he was, his six eyes flickering continuously.

ten seconds.

Only 28% of the energy is left.

If they are summoned, it will affect the defense and delay time.

The adjutant, who quickly thought clearly, followed quickly with flustered eyes.

Command room.

There are constantly inquiries from the leadership of the ship.

And these unanswered messages quickly filled the screen.

after awhile.

"commander!"

"commander!"

No one responded.

"..."

After a brief silence.

"Break open this door!"

boom!

With a loud noise.

A group of people slammed open the metal gate.

Then, looking at the empty command room.

The faces of these innocent people in the uniforms of high-ranking officers are like dead parents.

"Damn it, those two bastards really abandoned us."

"No, where can they run? They are encircled now!"

"Don't worry."

One roared loudly.

Then the man walked to the front, and after a few operations, he slapped and beat with four hands angrily, smashing the instruments.

"Damn, intelligence has been formatted."

"There is no way now."

"Look for it, hurry up! Let's tie up that bastard and surrender, maybe we can save his life!"

"..."

A group of people completely gave up on manipulating the battleship at this moment, and began to drive their subordinates crazy to find something in the battleship.

And in that control room.

on the big screen.

zizi.

The light in the control room came on and off, and finally fell into darkness with a snap.

and correspondingly.

Inside the entire battleship.

total darkness.

corresponding to the outside.

The pale green light, which had been weakened to the extreme, finally shattered under the attack of another cluster of light beams!

boom!

The tree-like hull was violently attacked, and the flames blazed.

At this moment.

On the main ship of Emperor's Sword.

Fanatical joy.

He felt that he had lived up to the great Emperor's trust.

Sure enough, the great emperor said that I can do it, then I will definitely do it, and I can do it if I can't!

The upward curve of the corner of the mouth is getting bigger and bigger.

He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes tightly, and began to silently recite the set of verses praising the great emperor that he made up himself.

Seeing his appearance, the staff officers next to him were a little puzzled.

"The commander-in-chief is religious?"

Edogawa asked in a low voice.

The people next to him also shook their heads.

They were sent here just like him, and they didn't know about this kind of thing.

On the contrary, a staff officer who had participated in the Tianxuan Battle had a slightly strange expression on his face, but he quickly lowered his head.

He remembered one thing, after Tianxuan Star was defeated, the leader wanted to use those Tianxuan people, but he was worried, so...

This, too, he knew by accident.

This is obviously an unspoken secret.

Moreover, the fanaticism is religious?

Can religious believers, especially pious ones, really remain loyal to the leader and the alliance?

For example, the original sects on the earth were not suppressed, but restricted, but any high-level personnel of the alliance were not allowed to believe in religion.

Quietly squinting his eyes, he felt that when he got back, it was necessary to secretly report this matter to his superiors.

Fortunately.

Soon, the frenzy returned to normal.

"Everyone, start finishing"

The voice did not fall.

Li Jian suddenly received a communication request.

Fanatic raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Everyone, do you know who it is?"

Edogawa rolled his eyes, "We can't guess, but it should be a happy event, right?"

Several staff officers next to him glanced at him quietly, contemptuous in their hearts, really good at licking.

Fanatic laughed.

"It's that purely civilized communication application!"

"Heh, it's here now, a joke."

"Sword, connect me."

Judging by his appearance, he was about to be severely humiliated.

Snapped.

"Dear unknown civilization, we are senior generals of a pure civilization. We are very guilty of what happened just now. We are willing to surrender. We only hope that your civilization can let us go back."

Words are humble.

But a pity.

late!

The smile on Fanatic's face was restrained.

"It's too late, your fate is in my hands!"

Done.

Hang up the communication directly.

Just like before the war.

The other party's rude hang up is normal.

"Okay, everyone, start finishing work, do you still want to negotiate terms?"

"Beat you all, and everything you rely on will not belong to us."

Fanatic said so.

The staff officers next to them looked at each other in blank dismay.

In the end, he didn't speak, and went down to arrange work.

Fanaticism doesn't care either.

Moral level or something, what is that?

I don't have any at all.

As long as I have no morals, I will not punish myself for being moral.

"Now think about it, why does this civilization do this?"

"Is there something special about Yin Liweng? Or, is there any conspiracy on the other side?"

Fanaticism is not stupid, it's all too weird.

There is a problem at first glance.

I don't know, he always feels uncomfortable. This is also the sequelae of doing intelligence work in the alliance and then the purge.

Stand with your hands behind your back.

He thought quietly.

The wind was light and cloudless, as if everything was under control.

then.

"Commander, there is bad news."

"Say."

"The opponent's commander and adjutant ran away."

"what?!"

Fanatic turned around in surprise.

Break in a second.

……

The main ship of the Emperor's Sword.

Central Control Hall.

The fanatical footsteps with a gloomy face hurried into the passage.