Chapter 985: Taking Chestnuts from the Fire
On the bridge of the Heart of Hatred, the officer waited patiently. Everyone was like that. Those mortals who were recruited once belonged to thousands of people in that extremely glorious religious world. Tens of thousands of believers, but now they have gathered here to form the "Gamaluo Tribe", an army of revenge.
They were taught that the Phantom Warriors were gods, pioneers who brought knowledge and enlightenment amid the twilight of ignorance and blind obedience.
Each Karmalo tribe is divided into upper and lower parts, that is, the smaller elites wear red flames as their flags and the white-maned horses as their stripes, while the larger cannon fodder wears black water stripes. As the flag, the white hoofed leopard and horse are the pattern.
"If you know this, you have turned into ashes now, well, go do your thing."
The officer bowed deeply and retired.
Other crew members were also quiet and busy with other matters in the devil's stomach-like cabin in an orderly manner. The orderlies in blood-red uniforms conveyed daily orders to the guards at their posts on the marble floor. There were slight echoes.
Stretching brass lines decorate the tall observation windows, those made of clear crystal glass.
The low and roaring engine sound of the Heart of Hatred mixed with other soft noises to form a symphony of a hundred flowers blooming.
Galmo Zejie scanned everything in front of him, thinking about all the conspiracies and plans, trying to make them foolproof before he himself intervened in the ground conflict on the Permalink.
The curve of the planet has been captured by the instrument, and is suspended low in the observation mirror below the starboard side. Although there are so many bloody storms inside and outside it, it still looks so peaceful and still.
Once again, the former Soul Drinker Think Tank felt that feeling, an urgent burning itching sensation that made the skin all over his body tremble like waves.
So he eagerly threw his head back, sweating profusely, and the sweat tightly wrapped every inch and every millimeter of his body like it penetrated into silk robes and armor.
He turned back alertly to see if anyone had noticed.
The crew seemed to know nothing about it and were still busy with what they were doing.
Then he carefully and slowly stretched his hand to his neck, stroking the place where his soft skin rubbed against the collar of the armor.
This increasingly mysterious whirlpool is brewing there, carrying the mysteries of curse and destruction.
Snow Lotus Blade, Snow Lotus Blade, if he cannot retrieve that thing, then the power accumulated in his body will eventually lead to his destruction.
Realizing that he was afraid, Garmo Zejie retracted his hand and frowned tightly.
He will definitely be able to defeat it all.
"I hate you."
He squirmed his brass-decorated lips and stared at the Paiji star, which was silent and floating dully in the observation window.
“This is what you forced us to be, this is what you did to us.”
Muttering to himself, Garmo Zejie suddenly stood up from the command seat. He stood up, holding his helmet tightly, completely ignoring the crew members around him. At the same time, his purple eyes became dim, and his mood suddenly changed in an instant.
"It's ridiculous. You want to cleanse yourself of the corruption and stains, but you won't succeed, Soshyan, you won't succeed."
He cursed and gasped.
“We will stop you, make you flawed, just like us, make you broken, just like us, and when the end comes, you will be weak and helpless. Facing the destroyer of fate——"
Gal Mozejie lowered his head, and at that moment, he was thinking about what was driving his anger.
"Legion 11, you - will be like us."
He breathed heavily and whispered in a voice that only he could hear.
At this time, he suddenly noticed something and turned his head.
Tubek, who only saw a thousand words, was walking out of the gate that opened not far away, holding a round black crystal in his right hand.
"The enemy has been dealt with?" After Tubek arrived on the bridge, he glanced at the void outside the observation window.
"Solved, how are you doing over there?"
"Huh, that bastard Yggethemon is so stinky after he took refuge with Abaddon. Say a few words to him as if I owe him. If he doesn't stay in front of me, I will definitely give him a slap in the face."
Igosemo and Tubek actually have a good relationship. During the Great Expedition, they were members of the same society and had a good relationship with each other.
But everything ended when Tubek followed Ahriman and the Scarlet Letter Spell. The two did not contact each other for tens of thousands of years. Therefore, when Tubek found Igosemo, the other party thought he was It was the change spirit in disguise, so he was scolded.
Of course Garmo Zejie knew this, but he didn’t care about Qianzi’s grudges.
“What did the other party say.”
"He agreed to help us get into orbit, but he wants you to see Abaddon as soon as you get to the surface."
"Yes."
"But do you really believe that guy? ? If he betrays us suddenly, the people may be able to escape, but your ship will not be able to escape."
Tubek was very worried. This was not because he was timid, but because of Garmo. Zejie's plan is indeed bold.
Under the eyes of four battle groups and dozens of battleships, he would drive the Heart of Hatred to sneak into the orbit of the Repulse Star, and then drop the landing craft.
If it had been anyone else, Tubek would have thought that person was looking for death.
Galmo Zejie was worried about this but just smiled.
"He has no reason to betray us, because we are now the only reinforcements they can count on. Baga is still playing hide and seek with the Imperial Navy with his fleet, fearing that he will not be able to take care of them."
"Anyway, you have an idea. When will you start taking action?"
"In five hours."
Garmo Zejie is quite confident in this operation, because he has a capable helper. Not to mention whether the helper is strong or not, but he has extremely strong camouflage ability, which can temporarily make this giant ship stand out from the enemy. Disappeared in eyes.
And all he needs is the cooperation of the ground on Paisha to interfere with the planet's atmospheric signals to prevent them from being discovered by ground detectors when they land.
In Garmo Zejie's plan, secrecy is the most critical factor in the success of this operation.
"But I'm curious. The Empire has already occupied orbit. Why not just wipe out Abaddon and the planet together?"
Hearing Tubek's words, Garmozej revealed his face. A twisted smile.
"Because some of those imperial lackeys have selfish motives, and they cannot guarantee that Abaddon will be eliminated by erasing the planet. Instead, they will make the subspace rift completely out of control."
"There is actually something in this place. A rift, and I passed by the Pandora Galaxy several times without noticing it."
Tubek muttered, with confusion on his face.
“No awareness.”
“Because something is covering this world.”
But Garmozejie said the name.
"We can meet it when we get to the planet. Believe me, it will bring us surprises."
(End of this chapter)