Beng Tie, the interstellar warlord starting from Yaliluo

"Uh, what are they going to do?"

At the window on the second floor of a building not far away, Boris, who happened to hang the last mission target on the eaves, looked at the seemingly tense confrontation between the two forces below, and asked Sambo suspiciously.

After all, the two of them had been working hard to earn money for dinner all night last night, and the entire Beloberg Upper Town, except for the two who didn't want to make too much trouble because of Krippleburg's tight defense, had basically visited the other places.

But even so, the two of them didn't hear anything about it yesterday. But early this morning, these visitors were blocked at the door by a group of silver-maned iron guards, and this incident made Boris feel very puzzled.

Sambo, who also poked his head out of the window, casually glanced down, then shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"What else could it look like? It must have been the order from that fellow in Kokoria. I really can't figure out why that group of city builders would choose such a brainless big guardian. But that's also our chance, isn't it?

With a big smile on his face, Sambo reached out and hooked Boris's neck, buried himself in the other's ear and whispered about his little plan.

"We do this, this and that. After we ...."

Listening to Sambo's little plan, Boris had a shocked look on his face.

Stretched out his hand the size of a fan and scratched his head, always feeling like he was going to grow his brain.

Just as the two guys from the third-party forces above had already discussed the evil plan for the future, and at the same time as they looked at each other with evil smiles on their faces, the train crew below also started their own actions.

With the last code in Dan Heng's mouth, Xing turned around and picked up the metal bat in his hand, instantly knocking down several silver-maned iron guards.

Dan Heng in front of him was also not ambiguous at all, and with a flash of blue light, the turquoise spear slid into his hand.

Hold the spear tightly in your hand. The muscles exerted, and the tip of the spear rubbed a large string of sparks on the masonry of Beloberg.

Before a few silver-maned guards who noticed that the situation seemed to be a little wrong and wanted to rush up to help, they were swept by spears under their feet, and they fell to the ground unsteadily for a while.

Seeing that the few silver-maned Iron Guard soldiers who stopped in front of them had all been knocked to the ground, and it seemed that there was no way to get up and fight back for the time being, everyone turned around and ran towards the alley that had been eroded by the Boundary that had been said in advance.

There were also a few musketeers who picked up the muskets in their hands and wanted to fire to stop the three people who were running wildly in front of them, but with a flash of powdery blue light, the muskets in their hands were instantly stuck by the ice cubes, and there was no way to continue to use them.

"Run first to salute everyone!"

Finding that the guys behind him should not be able to catch up temporarily, March 7 playfully grimaced at the back, and then plunged into the alley eroded by the Rift.

Xing and Dan Heng casually glanced behind them, and then rushed into the Rift together.

That's when those silver-maned guards were too late.

Looking at the entrance to the Elder Realm already in front of them, the silvermane guards had no choice but to stop first. After all, the Elder Realm is full of terrifying Elder Creations, and no one will want to enter it without the order of the Chief.

"They've rushed in!"

Standing next to Bronya, the silver-maned Iron Guard intelligence officer Perra, who was short and had a pair of round-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, anxiously looked at Bronya, who looked very calm on the side.

"I actually rushed into the Rift by myself, and I don't know if I was overconfident or self-defeating. It seems that the mother's judgment was correct.

Looking at the entrance to the Rift with a little ripple in front of her, Bronya said with some mockery.

After all, in the eyes of these people, the creatures of the Rift are synonymous with death. And the behavior of the train crew directly rushing into the rift by themselves is indeed not much different from suicide in their eyes.

"Do you want to report that they are missing or dead?"

Pera asked.

Closing her eyes and groaning, Bronya opened her eyes and gave her own orders.

"No, the Great Guardian's order is to capture the prisoners, and they cannot be refused to pursue them just because they have entered the blockade area. Whether I live or die, I have to see it with my own eyes.

"What I can still do now is to eradicate the villains in Beloberg."

With that, Bronya led the silver-maned guards behind her in the other direction.

"Ah Qiu!"

At this time, Boris, who had just taken advantage of the chaos and immersed himself in the blockade area, suddenly felt a little itchy nose and sneezed.

"Hey, can I still catch a cold with my constitution?"

Rubbing his nose, Boris muttered in confusion. After all, Boris's own physical fitness is different from ordinary people, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a little superman. What's more, now that it has undergone several genetic modifications, the body will only be stronger than before, and it is even more unlikely that there will be a cold.

"Because it's not a cold, it's probably that guy is talking bad about us behind our backs."

Sambo, who was rummaging through a trash can to see if he could bring a little useful parts back with him, said casually.

"Brother Boris, come over first, let's hurry up and find some parts to go back and sell them for him and exchange them for a little money, so that we can eat a little more hearty after we go back today."

After thinking about it in his head for a long time, Boris didn't come up with a reason, shrugged his shoulders, and simply stopped thinking about these headaches. After all, this kind of thing doesn't need to worry about him as a warrior. This kind of thing is something that the sergeants should worry about.

As the first combat power under the lord's command, he Boris only needs to be able to play a huge role when fighting. You don't need to worry about anything else.

And at this moment, the train crew who rushed into the rift with confidence -

"Ahhhh What the hell is this! This Beloberg has never seen a soldier like this! How did this rift construct this can? Leaning

down to dodge the large number of Elder Edition bombs fired behind him, March Seven screamed in terror.

Having opened up so many planets, none of them had ever encountered such an outrageous Elder Creation of their own strength.

After all, how strong can the units that can be made by the star core and almost degenerate directly into the Stone Age planet be that can be cracked and imitated?