Chapter 665: I Really Haven't Exerted My Strength Yet!

"Oh? The two envoys also invited me inside..." Battings raised his hand and welcomed the confident macaw and the dumbfounded silver hand into the lounge.

Immediately after entering the room and taking a seat, two cups of warm tea were served in front of him. These respectful actions made the macaw shine, very satisfied, and felt the importance of himself, which suddenly gave birth to a lot of ideas and creativity in his mind.

Battings looked at the macaw sitting firmly on the head, with light in his squinting eyes, and there was no discomfort from being stared at by so many pairs of eyes. He had just heard the sentinel report that one person was carrying a bird. He thought the bird was a pet for reconnaissance, but now comparing the state, the person next to him is extremely powerful, which made him feel oppressed, but his eyes were frivolous and confused. Not as steady as the fat parrot in front of him.

Battings deduced from this that this fat parrot is the protagonist of today, and the strong young man beside him is most likely just his bodyguard.

After confirming the primary and secondary relationship, Battings took the initiative to attack: "I don't know what the special envoy has ordered this time?"

The macaw was "sophisticated and prudent", waved his wings, and his voice became old-fashioned: "I don't dare to be told, this time I came here mainly to care and appease it. After all, I encountered this kind of thing in the wilderness, I believe You are all terrified."

Battings said: "After two days of rest, our emotions have calmed down a lot. We have been entertained for the past two days, have been eating and drinking in the mechanical fortress, and enjoy a full range of 24-hour security services, which makes us flattered at the same time. It's hard to sleep and eat. We don't know how to repay you for such warm hospitality..."

The macaw couldn't help rolling his eyes, but because the eyes were too small, the other party couldn't see the difference at all.

The macaw knew the reward of a ghost. He and Silver Hand sneaked in, but the failure was discovered, and now he was invited in as a special envoy to enjoy the good hospitality.

It's just that if he is left and right, he will definitely be seen for some clues.

The macaw didn't blushed or panted, and said slowly: "The reward is free, it's just a casual act. It's just that the Vatican galaxy is so remote and closed, you came here suddenly, and you happened to encounter a predator pirate ship, I'm afraid it doesn't look like a coincidence, does it?"

The macaw stared at Battings with small eyes, and Battingston was drenched in cold sweat.

This fat bird didn't make any preparations at all, just went straight in, and in one sentence, the routine he had prepared was smashed, making him a little rushed.

Batins is at war, and the two thoughts in his heart are constantly fighting.

On the one hand, Battings' rationality told him that it was impossible to deceive him with the level of civilization of the other party, and he would not ask such a sentence without any reason;

But on the other hand, Battings thought of this mission and the things behind it, and luck came out. As long as they can stick to the secret and ensure that the mercenary chapter does not leak the bottom line, this generous reward will become an important condition for the rise of the mercenary chapter. At the same time, you can also get the friendliness of that faction...

Seeing that Batins didn't answer, the macaw immediately looked at it with small eyes: "Are you hesitating?"

Batins was stabbed in the weak underbelly by the macaw again, and his eyes were a little flustered, and he hurriedly replied: "Why, you are our nobles, and the people of our Batins mercenary group will never cheat and save them. of their own lives."

Battings hesitated again and again, and decided to take the risk to hide the mission information.

Because he couldn't evaluate the high civilization in front of him after learning the mission resources,

Will it still maintain the current "friendly" attitude?

"We came to the Vatican galaxy this time to perform a mission." Battings motioned to his cronies to take out the objects.

The cronies beside him were stunned for a moment, his eyes widened in disbelief, he never expected the head of the regiment to actually tell the story.

"Captain, do you know the consequences of doing this? If the employer knows that we have leaked the news, our Batins mercenary group will probably have no place in the Morvol galaxy cluster!"

Battings said firmly: "Isn't it a box, the other party is our savior. If it is really for the box, everything will be confiscated immediately, and it will not let us survive at all."

The cronie was stunned for a second, and took out a bracelet with a very reluctant expression. Then, he tapped his finger on the floating screen of the bracelet a few times, and a blue energy wave shot out, and a blue energy box was projected on the table. When the energy wave gradually dissipated, the energy on the box also dissipated, and a square box with a simple shape appeared in front of him.

"The purpose of our visit is this box, and the Roseville Foundation hired our chapter to fetch this thing."

The macaw looked at the simple box and found that there were many patterns carved on the surface of the box. The upper and lower patterns are complex patterns, with a faint taste of engravings. Around the box, there are some picturesque stories printed.

In the first picture, the corpses spread all over the ground, and it can be said to be floating corpses thousands of miles away. Even if it is only a relief sculpture, the sculpture is lifelike, and people feel a sense of despair and pervading death across the picture.

The macaw frowned.

In the second picture, the floating corpse turned into a skeleton, and some people stumbled to their feet before the flesh and blood on their bodies melted. There are also dead people around, the picture looks disgusting, and the most basic human morality is completely collapsed.

The macaw couldn't help retching twice.

In the third picture, there are groups of skeletons, the sky is densely covered with clouds, and the picture is dark and depressing.

In the fourth picture, the lines in the clouds seem to form a strange face, with curly hair and many tentacles similar to octopus and squid on the chin, staring at the plague that plagues the world, as if admiring his trophies.

After watching the macaw, the whole bird felt bad.

The picture on this box is weird and uncomfortable. The contents in this box are definitely not good things.

But as an envoy, you have to figure it out.

The macaw pointed to the box and said, "What exactly is in it?"

Battings opened the box without saying a word, but it turned out to be empty.

Macaw and Silver Hand were all dumbfounded. Xingshi moved the crowd and made a fuss, but there was nothing in the box?

"What's in here? You're not going to tell me you just found an empty box, are you?"

Battings nodded in grievance: "We came to the barren planet according to the instructions of the Roseville Foundation. After much searching, we only found the box in the ruins, but nothing else. When we opened the box, there was nothing inside. One thing. But because of the contract with the Rosewell Foundation, the only thing we signed was to retrieve the box, so we returned with the box. Who knew that we were attacked by predators on the way, we were hit first, and we fell into the next take."

The macaw stared at Battings, trying to get the right answer from his eyes.

After looking at it for a while, the macaw suddenly patted Battings on the shoulder: "You guys are too unlucky. To be able to meet a predator in a corner like the Vatican galaxy, it is simply bad luck for eight lifetimes."

Battings shrugged helplessly, and continued with the macaw's words: "Who said no?"

The macaw did not continue to chat along the topic of the box. His current interest is not on the box. After pondering for a long time, he asked: "The head of state praised the strength of your mercenary group. It seems that the entire galaxy is also The number one sent."

"Don't dare to take it. It's just a compliment from my peers. The Batins mercenary chapter is just an ordinary medium-sized mercenary chapter in the Morvor galaxy cluster, and its strength is not the strongest..." Battings said modestly.

"I heard what you said about C-level D-level, which is completely different from the strength evaluation we use. Why don't you send someone to practice with the guards I brought, let me see your strength, and learn about yours by the way. evaluation standard."

A strange color flashed across the eyes of everyone in the mercenary group. The macaw said everything, but said nothing.

Their energy level evaluations are applicable to the universe. But the fat parrot in front of him said that it was completely different from their strength evaluation. This shows that the super galaxy cluster they are in is definitely not under the Pan-Deep Space Interstellar Development Alliance, and it seems that it is indeed an advanced civilization from afar.

Seeing the hesitations of everyone in Batins, the macaw couldn't help lowering the bottom line and said, "It's just an ordinary sparring. It will stop when you click, and it will not cause damage."

When it comes to understanding the mercenary group, nothing is more straightforward than a direct fight.

And the macaw isn't really a messenger, he and Silverhand are here just for fun and trouble.

As the so-called right to not use, expired void. Taking advantage of the fact that he can pretend to be a special envoy this time, the macaw will naturally arrange some programs.

Batins hesitated for a moment, and then said: "If it's just a discussion, then we are still willing."

Battings knew that the man with the robotic arm in front of him was very strong, maybe his mind was a little off. As the head of the mercenary team, he certainly couldn't be the first to go into battle. Since it is a test of learning, it must first arrange for the cronies to appear.

"Lev, you're the first to come!" Batins found his cronies, Lev, who had armor like Silver Hand.

It's just that the silver hand is a mechanical arm, and nearly half of Lev's body is armored.

One normal naked eye and the other an ocular implant. The large muscles are knotted, and the body is like a hill. The right half of the lung is normal flesh and blood, and the body is naked, while the heart is completely turned into metal. Through the metal plate on the chest, it can be vaguely seen that its heart has been transformed into a device similar to a miniature furnace reactor, all of which provide survival energy from the reactor.

So are the arms. One fleshy arm, the other made entirely of metal.

There is a large open space in the center of the rest area allocated by Link.

When Batins and Macaw walked at the front, Silver Hand and Lev followed, all the rest of the mercenary group members all walked out of the room, surrounded the large open space in a circle, waiting for this high civilization and mercenary Battle of the Corps.

It's just that this competition did not have any cheering atmosphere.

The members of the mercenary group hesitated in their hearts, not knowing whether to shout and cheer. If they shouted out and made the envoy unhappy, would they still want to live?

Lev and Silverhand end up.

Lev is 2.5 meters tall and looks like an iron lump. Especially when the mechanical arm is clenched, the steam sprayed from the upper part of the arm gives people a feeling of mechanical domination and heavy power.

"Batins mercenary group, commando captain, Lev! Energy level C-, dare to ask for advice!"

Lev's aura was fully opened, the miniature reactor on his chest began to operate violently, the air in the open space became hot, and the generous robotic arm was faintly glowing red. When the members of the mercenary group saw this, they all secretly encouraged, hoping that Lev could win the game.

Silver hands clasped his hands on his chest, he walked to the center in a dignified manner, his tone was also a little careless, and the introduction was extremely simple, just two words: "Silver Hand."

Lev was stunned for a moment, his face gradually flushed, and his anger accumulated.

No positions were posted, no introductions were made, and even the name Silverhand felt like a codename.

It couldn't be clearer that you didn't deserve my information.

Seeing this, Batins hurried out: "Okay, now the two sides are in place, and the discussion officially begins!"

Don't look at Lev's size, but the operation is extremely fast, and he presses quickly on the mechanical arm at the beginning of the game.

In less than a second, Silver Hand suddenly felt that Lev's combat power was soaring, and his body appearance also changed. The whole person is wrapped in a flame, the skin is red, the eyes are also swallowed by the flame, and the battle aura formed by the flame envelopes the whole body, like a battle suit. The metal robotic arm appeared in almost melting colors, as if it had a high temperature of tens of millions of degrees.

The macaw heard the mercenary on the side take a breath: "His, form three!"

"It's hard to tell the outcome this time. Lev who has opened the third form, even if the head of the regiment wants to win, he will have to pay a big price!"

The macaw's little ear moved, and he was still wondering what the third form was, but at this moment, both Lev and Silver Hand moved at the same time.

Without flashy moves and earth-shattering auras, the two of them raised their fists at the same time and rushed towards each other.

Everyone's heart was also raised in their throats, watching the two people who were not very fast jumped high and collided with their fists.

boom!

The shock wave generated by the two fists spread rapidly, forcing everyone back three feet and staggering.

Two people who were not in the same order of magnitude on the field had a result that made everyone dumbfounded.

With just one punch, Lev flew upside down, the molten mechanical arm twisted and deformed, and a lot of electric light and sparks burst out from the crack. All the five senses were mixed together, and it seemed extremely painful.

As for the silver hand standing on the field, the mechanical arm was intact as before, and the whole person was expressionless and calm.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on the silver hand. The macaw's metal beak was wide open, and it seemed to fall to the ground.

"You, you, you..." The macaw pointed at the silver hand, and said nothing.

This guy is like this, making it difficult for this special envoy to do it!

The silver hand seemed very aggrieved, and defended himself: "I really haven't exerted my strength yet!"