Chapter 935 Unleashing the Half-Plane Army

"Don't you have better advice?"

Hearing Zhinao's highly humanized reminder, the captain slapped his captain's armrest in a brokenhearted manner, and roared extremely angrily. The order he got before departure was to clear a group of primitive orangutans from another world.

But now, his shipboard intelligence has killed him. A lord-level creature beyond the extreme value is attacking him. The probability of his escape can be said to be negligible. Now he is still advised to hurry up and write a suicide note.

"Unfortunately, Your Excellency Captain, so far, I don't have any effective suggestions. According to the energy level, the energy level of lord-level creatures is about 10,000. The creatures that are now preparing to attack you have already The upper limit of the detector has been reached, and its strength is at least ten times that of a lord-level creature. With such a gap, you and the members of the battleship have no chance of surviving!"

"I knew that there should be no war on the world of Pandora at all!" At this time, the captain, who already knew that he had no chance of surviving, thought a little regretfully.

At this time, gold appeared from the horizon, just like the real sun, emitting endless golden light, spreading towards them, the sky at this time was shrouded in gold, and then, golden thunders split from the sky. fall.

...

"what is this?"

Looking at the sky already shrouded in golden light, and the foreigner battleship being slashed by golden thunder, Badley, who was holding the spear in his hand, was ready to accompany his tribe to death was completely stunned.

"Is it a divine tree!"

Such an unheard of and unseen strange sight made this Yikong person involuntarily associate it with the divine tree, because in his three views, only the divine tree can show such a miraculous sight.

But soon, Badley knew that he was wrong. This kind of scene like divine punishment was not caused by the divine tree showing his power, but was caused by a powerful being.

It was as if the real golden light appeared from the end of the sky, and then intertwined into a golden avenue, extending to the sky above his tribe, and then a stalwart existence came from the golden avenue.

His footsteps seem to be gentle, but in fact, he took a step, and he took a few kilometers. In just a few breaths, this stalwart existence came to the sky above Badley's tribe.

At this time, the thunder that descended from the sky also happened to smash all the six battleships into scrap iron, causing them to fall into the scorched earth that had turned into ruins.

"It's too late!" At this time, Morea, who was standing in the air, looked at the scene below that looked like scorched earth from hell,

Some helpless sighed.

When this tribe was attacked, he got a message from the divine tree, and then he followed the induction very quickly, of course because the distance was too far, when he arrived, he immediately hit all the warships of the Earth Star civilization. Explosive, but it doesn't help at all, the tribe has been destroyed.

"There are still some survivors!" Morea stretched out his hand a little, and then the golden light fell from his hand and swept across the area that had become a scorched earth.

Then, the wreckage of Yikong people flew out from the scorched earth, and these wreckages were also mixed with some Yikong survivors who had a little breath of life.

And among these survivors, there are also several extremely dazzling existences. They are the Earth Star humans who survived the thunder attack just now, and they were also caught by Morea.

"Great existence, we ask for your forgiveness! We are willing to repent to you and make compensation to you, please forgive us!" When he saw that Muria was five meters high, with golden lines all over his body, he looked like a god. After the posture, these surviving Earth humans began to beg Moria for mercy.

As for the beggings of these terrestrial human beings, Morea turned a blind eye: "A total of 978 Ikong people died under your fire, I forgive you, can they be resurrected because of this?"

Morea's proficient earth star language stunned these begging humans, but the meaning contained in his language also shattered the luck that remained in the hearts of these humans.

"Damn otherworldly natives, if you dare to hurt us, you will wait..." Under the desperation of seeing no hope of survival, some humans began to threaten Morea.

"I am not qualified to forgive you on behalf of my lost compatriots, so all I can do is send you to see my dead compatriots and let you beg their forgiveness!"

For the threat of these human beings who have fallen into madness and despair, Morea did not care at all, and his eyes fell on the survivors of the Ikon.

The condition of these survivors is not very good. It is normal for them to lack arms and legs. For those Ikong people who seem to have intact limbs, their internal organs and lungs have also been damaged by the impact of the explosion.

"Before you go to seek forgiveness from my dead compatriots, use your lives to make a trivial atonement!" Morea's eyes fell on the surviving less than ten Earth star humans, and then raised his hand and pressed it.

The golden light permeated them, and then quickly flowed out of their seven orifices, and with the surging of the golden light, their bodies quickly withered and withered.

The golden light flowing from them all enveloped the surviving Yikong people, and their injuries began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an unusually domineering way, Morea extracted the life force of these Earthlings, and then integrated it into the injured Yikong people.

After a while, several sets of empty protective suits fell from the sky with a pile of powder. This was the last trace left by the Earth-star humans who survived by chance.

"It's almost!" The vitality of less than ten humans was naturally not enough to restore the seriously wounded in front of him. The golden light on Moria was mighty, and then he began to extract the vitality of the forest under his feet, which had been blasted out of the black hole in the center. .

"The great King of Ur, please save my son!" Just when Morea rescued these Ikong people, a cry of joy and expectation came from below.

Morea looked down, and immediately saw an adult Ikonian holding a young Ikonian with broken arms and a bloody chest, kneeling on the ground, looking up at the sky, and making a request to him.

"Can you recognize me?" After a while, Morea, who was standing in the ruins with more than 20 lively Yikong people, looked at the Yikong who was looking at his son with a smirk in front of him with some surprise. people.

"I saw you once in the base of those damned strangers!" Badley replied with some trepidation when he heard Morea's question.

"But there was a big difference between me at that time and now!" The body is more than five meters tall, but it is only twice as tall as an ordinary Ikonian. Morea continued to ask,

"How did you connect the me now with the me before?"

"It's nothing special, it's like a vague feeling. There is a voice in my mind telling me that you are the king of Ur, as if you were the guide of the divine tree!"

Badly thought, describing to Morea why he could be linked to his previous posture.

"Sacred tree!" Upon hearing the word "sacred tree", Morea immediately understood and stopped asking. This is the embodiment of the will of the world, no matter how magical it is, it is not surprising.

This is a kind of existence that is more transcendent than the gods. It is necessary to know that the gods only control the rules of the world, and are equivalent to the managers of the world. Once the gods anger the will of the world, they will be cut off from the godhead and kicked off the throne. matter.

Of course, the gods basically can't do this, because the world is generally in a silent state and basically does not materialize, and the world will of this world is relatively strange, because it is too active.

At this time, when Morea was about to make some follow-up arrangements for these Yikong people, the almost identical throbbing sounded in his heart.

"Are you treating me as a fire brigade!" Feeling the source of this throbbing, the deity hidden in the heart of the reincarnated body opened his eyes, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Sigh!" Sigh, but Moria's actions are very practical. After he comforted the surviving Yikong people a little, his body turned into a golden rainbow and rose into the sky, towards the nearest place to here. The tribe flew away.

Because he found that as he rescued and defeated the Earth Star Fleet, the world's suppression of him was loosened again, which represented that the world's tolerance for him was getting higher and higher.

That is to say, in this way, his deity can not only come out of his reincarnated body, he can even open the half plane and release the legion in the half plane. At that time, he will be in this world. is invincible.

However, getting the world to tolerate him to such a degree is astonishingly difficult. But the difficulty is great, but now at least it is possible to realize it.

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Hanging high in the space outside the world of the Iraqi people, inside a battleship, General William, who has become the commander-in-chief of the campaign against the Iraqi people this time, is standing proudly in front of a huge light screen.

What unfolded on the screen was all the maps with the advance base as the center and a radius of 100 miles, on which the location of each Yikong tribe and their approximate combat power were clearly marked.

Now, next to the marks of these Ikon tribes, there are one to three icons, which means that they are all being attacked by warships sent by the army.

"Warning, there are super creatures of unknown level entering the battlefield, and seven of our battleships have been shot down! It took 37 seconds! Please make adjustments quickly, commander, and suggest: withdraw all our battleships and reduce losses!"