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There was a brief silence by the hot spring pool.

CEO Hall kicked the criminal woman who was vigorously massaging her ankle, and the latter stood up in a very sensible way, and then obediently stepped back and left with her head bowed.

"According to the news from the Krong people, human beings have no signs of mastering super-large induced wormholes." Hall squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the rising fog in front of him: "They still rely on atomic-level energy for propulsion, and their speed is not as high as that of wormholes." Not fast."

Hall's words made Dika look a little better.

After all, if human beings also mastered the induced wormhole, then... the main fleet group that I almost rushed out of the nest, I am afraid it will be a bit embarrassing.

As executors, although they have the command of an extremely powerful force compared to other low-level civilizations, this power does not belong to them in the final analysis, but belongs to the entire legion.

If he exhausted all his battleships in a sanction against low-level civilization, then his career would come to an end. Not only do you have to be dismissed from your post, but you also have to face endless hearings and the taunts and attacks from those Sumayas... and then you have to eat and wait to die.

Just thinking about it made Dika feel extremely uncomfortable.

"What if?" Mai disagreed a little, and continued: "What if they have a large induced wormhole? Don't forget, human beings are not weak in industrial capabilities."

In the past year, the execution base has obtained quite a lot of useful information about human beings from the Kerong people, and at the same time, it also knows that human beings have now arrived in the Karatu galaxy. At one point, they even tried to coerce the Krong people to join them.

But the Kerong people abided by their civilized duty and maintained strict neutrality.

Hall appreciates this attitude of the Kron people—once multiple civilizations unite against the Executor, the nature of the incident will be different.

Of course, as a rare civilization preserved by the Holy Empire, it is not surprising that the Krong people can have such a position, which is also the reason why they can continue to this day.

According to the information of the Krong people, human beings are a very impulsive and arrogant new civilization - from the fact that they dared to resist the executor and issued the declaration, it can be seen how ignorant this young civilization is.

At the same time, as an emerging civilization, human beings have not been in space for a long time, but they have a space force that can challenge the advanced fleet head-on, which shows that human beings do have a few brushes in industry.

Hall glanced at Mai, and said lightly: "If humans have large induced wormholes, according to the general principles of space weapon development, they will have fixed-orbit weapons next."

Dika next to him looked over: "Hall, I think we should use the orbital ship."

"Are you scared?"

"I'm not afraid. I'm very annoyed now. I'm very annoyed, you know? Yesterday, the Legion urged me to submit the annual report. How should I tell them? Said that I encountered a hard problem during the mission, and then lost 57 ships Dika exhaled heavily, with anger in his eyes: "Isn't human beings going to face me again in galaxy 32719? I saw them open the induced wormhole directly. When the time comes, you send the orbital ship over, three or two Let's settle the battle."

"If you are worried that the report will be difficult to write, then I will write it!"

"Tsk tsk...you're just scared." Hall looked at this unlucky guy, exhaled and said softly: "Don't worry, the orbital ship has already started pre-war maintenance last time, but before it can be put into the battlefield, it needs at least A year."

"I don't care, anyway, nothing can go wrong this time - I opened the induced wormhole, and you have to come and help me."

Mai next to him smiled again: "I advise you not to place too much hope on the induced wormhole, it is best to command the fleet honestly-humans are not fools, the last time I saw you open the induced wormhole, they desperately wanted to Destroy your induction ship, what if you destroy it again this time?"

"I was careless last time, this time I hid the induction ship at the back!"

"Have you forgotten the slow weapons of humans? Oh, it seems to be called missiles? How many ships did you destroy by that thing last time? Tell me yourself..."

As soon as he talked about the deflation last time, Dika's face became ugly again.

Seeing this, Hall glared at Mai, and hummed softly, "That kind of slow missile won't work against the secondary artillery defense of a dense fleet..."

"Then what if?" Mai was a little reluctant: "If it is destroyed, will Dika be wiped out by humans using the advantage of the front line? After that, according to the posture of humans, they will push further and further, maybe They came to our lair."

Now it's not just Dika, even Hall's face is ugly.

"Humans really want to have this ability, that is the ninth-level event, the entire legion, and even the servant civilization of the entire sacred civilization will be dispatched-that is already a cosmic level war. Do you think that the indigenous people who played with mud thousands of years ago can Possess such ability?"

Mai shrugged, saying he was just joking.

The distance from Ayla to the Kerong people has to go through more than ten galaxies, and five of them have civilizations established by advanced intelligent races—some of these races are native races, and some are domesticated offspring.

In order to facilitate the control of the entire No. 31 large star group (Virgo supercluster), these civilizations were conquered and sheltered by the executor legion, providing a steady stream of supplies such as mining, energy, industry, etc. for the execution base on Ayla , also provides the construction and maintenance of warships.

The civilizations of these five galaxies can provide up to a hundred main battleships for the entire base every year!

Otherwise, how did the eight executors of the base have hundreds of warships under their command? We can't fight wars on this side of the universe, and the warships will come from the other side of the universe when it's over...

If humans really won Dika again and dared to "counterattack", then the power of the servant civilization alone would be enough for humans to drink a pot.

At this moment, there was a breeze in the air, Mai immediately pressed on the chair, and a projection dropped in the air.

Amidst the heat, the image of a quadruped centaur appeared in the air.

"My dear sir, hello."

"Standing in front of you at this time is Diladimir Flack, the elder of the senate and the commander-in-chief of the space fleet of the great and sacred Tara Empire."

"I have received your message, and here is my reply."

In the projection, Flack is majestic.

"The Senate allows you to pass through our galaxy, but you are not allowed to engage in offensive behaviors such as opening the main guns and shields..."

"In addition, we warmly welcome your fleet to carry out necessary supplies in our galaxy, but the conditions are as above..."

"My Tara Empire loves peace and welcomes guests from all over the world, but the conditions are..."

Listening to the orc's reply, Mai's face was full of astonishment and exclamation.

What is this?

...

In the Antrum galaxy, the interim command ship, the Asterisk.

Flack strode into the conference room, threw his hat aside, and then took a sideways step, placing his soft underbelly on the special chair.

Facing the eyes of Olaf and Helko, Flack nodded first, then twisted his body, and said in a very uncomfortable way: "I don't know how you two-legged people are used to standing... so you don't fall when you walk? ?”

Olaf and Helko looked at each other, and they both laughed at the same time.

In the past two months, the three of them have all stayed together, conducting various tactical drills and planning, and they are already very familiar with each other—even Flack's big pancake face, Olaf and Helko feel that they can already Accepted.

But as creatures that walk upright, there is still a big difference from this quadruped creature... At the very least, everything on the spaceship is designed for upright creatures—especially the bathroom, which is simply a big problem.

Fortunately, there are so many ways for human beings, and they have been specially modified for the friends of the Tara tribe, so that Flack will not even feel uncomfortable when he poops.

"Received the news?" After laughing, Olaf immediately asked about the business.

Flack nodded: "I'm back, and I've sent you a warm invitation. Those idiots are pretending to be wolves with big tails in front of us... You're still a master, bah!"

Haierke smiled without leaving a trace.

Among the three, only he and Olaf knew who the real target of this executor army was—in fact, the New Holy City.

Flack didn't know—not even the entire Tara civilization.

In the eyes of the Tara people, the two civilizations of humans and the Canglan Stars are here to help them resist the invasion of foreign enemies!

As a result, the entire Tara civilization is extremely friendly to humans and Canglan Star people, and various exchange plans have been carried out extremely smoothly.

However, a piece of information from the executor three days ago made this perception precarious.

——An executor actually sent a message in person, telling the Tara people to leave it alone, his fleet is not coming for the pump seat, but has another goal.

It is conceivable how confused the Tara people were when they received the news.

They have been preparing together for so long, and they are just passing by?

So during these three days, the Senate of the Kingdom of Tara had many discussions...whether the current military operation should be carried out—because in essence, their tripartite coalition forces are "ambushing" the executor, as long as the execution As soon as the victim appears, it will be "seeing blood"! If people were really just passing by... wouldn't it be a war that shouldn't have happened?

The discussion was intense, and many elders believed that military operations should be withdrawn immediately, and only regular precautions would suffice.

But some elders think that this may be a trick of the executor? He deliberately sent a message to let the people of Tara lower their vigilance and open fire after entering the galaxy... At that time, they couldn't find a place to cry.

Many days of discussion did not result in any resolutions, and in the end, the Senate still handed over the power of ruling to Wisdom Mother.

After all, for hundreds of years, Wisdom Mother ended the primitive, backward, and meaningless conquests of the Tara tribe, established a unified kingdom, and has been guiding them to the star civilization.

Wisdom Mother, obviously reliable.

After thinking for less than a second, Wisdom Mother gave the answer - no civilization can survive wherever the executor goes.

Now that Wisdom Mother said so, the Senate quickly reached a consensus.

"There are still five days." Flack glanced at the countdown: "What should we do now?"

"Wait." Olaf also glanced at the countdown, picked up the coffee in a leisurely manner, blew gracefully and then smiled softly: "Let those idiots see what the power of dimension is."

...

five days later.

Ella Star, the executor's base.

Mike has returned to his room.

These days, he and Hall have been accompanying that hapless Dika to discuss how to deal with humans—from the latest news from the Krong people, it seems that the power of humans has grown to the limit, and the most combat power they can devote is There are only more than a hundred warships, and there seems to be no follow-up warships.

Moreover, according to the Krong people, human beings are superstitious about their low-speed guided "missiles" called rice grains, thinking that they can wipe out Dika's fleet with more than a hundred warships and missiles... It is naive extreme.

This news made Dika feel a little easier.

Human beings are indeed an arrogant and ignorant civilization, which fits the portrait of a low-level civilization that has suddenly entered a period of technological explosion.

But Dika was relaxed, but Mai was not.

He has always believed in sailing ten thousand years carefully, even for the lowest level of missions, he has to give enough strength - a huge fleet of more than one hundred warships is enough to conquer most of the civilizations in this universe .

And every time he passes through a low-level civilization, he will personally command the fleet, and will not hand it over to AI control like that fool Dika.

Setting the goal, setting the route, and then sleeping and waiting for the result, although it is the normal state of most of the Executor Legion's missions, but it is easy to capsize when encountering a little bit of stubble - isn't Dika on the way capsized?

Therefore, Mai will personally command the fleet through the galaxy of the Tara civilization.

Hmm... Mainly, the half-orc commander in the galaxy whose title is longer than the turban makes him very interesting.

Haven't seen such a delightful clown in years.

Lying on the phase-changing chair, pulling down the control panel, Mai rang the bell again, and soon two sinful women walked into the room with fruits.

One of the sin-descended women knelt down and raised the fruit plate above her head, while the other put the fruit into his mouth according to the rhythm-he still learned this kind of enjoyment from Dika.

"No wonder Dika is so afraid of going back to his home planet. Without this kind of service, he might not be able to live." Mai thought to himself, and turned his mouth, and the sinful maid who handed the fruit quickly put her hands to his mouth, letting him He spat the core into the palm of his hand.

Mai looked up along the white hands of the maid, and saw that the sin-descendant girl with no hair was well developed. He looked him up and down and asked, "Are you two pure children?"

The girl who handed the fruit trembled slightly, bit her lip lightly, and nodded with difficulty.

"Very good, it will make my uncle feel refreshed later."

Speaking of Mai, he reached out and grabbed it.

The girl trembled, but she didn't dare to resist at all, and there was great sadness in her eyes.

But as a descendant of sin... how dare she resist?

Just then, a mechanical sound sounded from behind the monitor.

"The fleet has arrived at the scheduled location, and the jump is in the queue."

Mai withdrew his hand and looked at the screen.

I saw that his fleet was already lined up, ready to enter the wormhole.

He reached out and tapped lightly on the monitor.

"Ship MX78 is preparing for the jump."

"The signal of ship MX78 is lost."

"Repeat, the signal from ship MX78 is lost."

In astonishment, Mai straightened up instantly!