How the Zergs were Made

Chapter 649 Game of Thrones (Part 2)

The meeting was suddenly very quiet. Although Desen spoke very respectfully, he was not weaker than the commander-in-chief of his own army in the slightest. Contradicting him like this shows that he has full support.

Dare to publicly express his position at the meeting, which further shows that this reliance may not be small, even... Thinking of this, the heartbeat of the commander of the Assault Legion suddenly slowed down by half a beat, and a bad premonition arose.

"Desen, your idea is very dangerous. As the deputy commander, you have been with me for a long time. I wanted to give you a chance, but you refused..."

"Assaulted and killed the deputy commander of the legion, Desen, was convicted of betraying the royal family, punished according to military law, and publicly executed. Do you have anything to say?"

As he said this, the Commander-in-Chief of the Killing Legion shifted his gaze to the other Commanders-in-Chief of the Legion.

After talking with each other, the commander-in-chiefs all shook their heads.

"No."

Seeing the reactions of the commanders-in-chief of each legion, the commander-in-chief of the killing army breathed a sigh of relief.

However, his tone came a little early.

"cough!"

The Commander-in-Chief of the Assault Legion widened his eyes, and with a gunshot, a hole the size of a bowl appeared in his chest, and the shooter was the Deputy Commander Desen.

"you……"

The eyes of the Commander-in-Chief of the Killing Legion were full of disbelief, because they had to go through strict scrutiny to hold a meeting, and it was naturally impossible to carry weapons on their body. shot.

"Commander, you are old." Desen replied coldly.

"Come on! Come on! Put this traitor to death!"

Thanks to the unique physical fitness of the Pence people, the commander-in-chief of the Killing Legion did not die immediately even if his heart was damaged. He yelled hysterically and wanted Desen to be executed immediately.

However, no matter how much he yelled, the others seemed to be unaware, and watched indifferently as the commander-in-chief of the attacking and killing army slowly ran out of fuel.

"I'm sorry, Commander-in-Chief, your ideas are too old-fashioned, and everyone can't accept them. The era has changed, and it is the era of our Pence people."

Desen opened his mouth faintly, loaded the gun in his hand again, and aimed at the commander-in-chief of his army. He was about to fire a second shot to relieve the commander-in-chief of his army.

Desen is not a cold-blooded person, he is the confidant of the person in front of him who he is about to kill, and he was promoted to his current position by the other party, but in the face of racial justice, Desen is willing to do something that violates his principles.

"More than half of the commander-in-chief has agreed with our philosophy. A minority like you who hinders the rise of the race will only be eliminated. It is your failure and sadness that you can't see the situation clearly."

"Commander, have a good journey."

Desen raised his gun to aim, but the commander-in-chief of the assassination army lost his focus, and only responded to Desen's words in a whisper.

"You... are really stupid..."

With the second gunshot, the commander-in-chief of the attacking and killing legion was killed by his former confidant at the meeting. He is the real mastermind of the assassination army, and Desen is just an executor. This killing is specially prepared for the commander of the attacking army.

The meeting suddenly fell into silence, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Just when the commanders-in-chief of each legion were about to announce the end of the meeting, the door of the meeting was hastily opened by a soldier.

"Report!"

"What's the matter?" a legion commander asked.

The soldier reported the information he had learned with a trembling voice.

"To, Supreme! The Supreme is destroying the planets under Bangguo!"

"What did you say?!"

The faces of the commanders-in-chief of the legions, who were originally very indifferent, all changed. The consequences of this information will be unbearable for them.

...

It is a livable planet under the Holy Worm State, and the Lonako people are the main population on this planet. As a window planet for the Holy Worm State's foreign trade, this place is more suitable than other sacred Worm States. The living planet is even more mixed with fish and dragons, and there are countless mercenaries and black merchants.

But this also contributed to the prosperity of the planet where the Lonako lived.

"Hank, tell us about your adventures in various countries when you were a mercenary in the past. Everyone wants to hear it."

In the crowded tavern, a group of people gathered around a retired interstellar mercenary.

"If you are willing to treat me, I will tell you."

After taking a sip of his favorite rum, the old mercenary replied boldly, and the others followed suit.

"No problem, it's easy to say, we can afford this amount."

The drunken old mercenary hiccupped and stroked the tentacles on his face subconsciously.

"Then I'll just say... Well, during the time I was a mercenary, I entered and exited the battlefield of the hegemonic class seven times..."

Before the old mercenary could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the audience.

"I said this last time, change it..."

"Yes, change it to something we haven't heard of..."

"Hurry up and change, or you won't be entertained..."

There were a lot of noisy people, which made the old mercenary tireless, and the tentacles on his face trembled violently, but because the audience was willing to pay for the treats, the mercenary's fiery temper was suppressed.

"Okay, okay, let me change it, let me think about it... yes! I have seen the car of the Supreme Coordination Council by chance, have you never heard of this?"

"The supreme being of the seventh rank?! This is good! Tell me quickly!"

The audience gasped, and some gags also became attentive.

The supreme being of the seventh rank, that is the legendary living god! Someone actually saw it with their own eyes!

Based on the old mercenary's reputation, no one suspected that he was lying, and the tavern fell silent.

The old mercenary fell into the memory and talked about what he had encountered.

"I remember at that time, because of the enemy's pursuit, the troop carrier that my comrades and I took had to enter the restricted area set by Supreme..."

"Liar, wouldn't the Supreme destroy trespassers? People who entered the restricted area basically never came back."

Some people immediately questioned that the intruders who entered the restricted area of ​​the Supreme would be eliminated immediately. This is a well-known thing, otherwise, in order to see the Supreme, it is unknown how many adventurers would break into the restricted area.

The old mercenary waved his hand impatiently, motioning for silence, and let him finish his speech.

"Because there were other people on their backs, and the troop carrier on board was running fast enough, at that time the entire fleet entered the restricted area set by the Supreme, and the Supreme gave priority to destroying those large warships."

"At that time, I was able to save my life because the troop carrier turned back immediately after entering the restricted area. Although this caused us to be captured by the enemy blocking the restricted area, it was indeed a very wise choice. At least our lives were saved. , and I was also fortunate to be able to see the car of the seventh rank supreme."

As he spoke, the old mercenary took another sip of rum and continued to recall.

"I still remember that Supreme's car is a very huge, half-mechanical, half-flesh sphere, with countless gears on it, constantly rotating, and many swaying tentacles..."

"Is the supreme car several times bigger than the main battleship?"

Hearing someone say that, the old mercenary, who was trying to recall his vague memory, was stunned and nodded in surprise. He didn't expect someone to describe the size of the supreme car so accurately.

"Yep."

However, what surprised the old mercenary was not only the description of the volume, but also someone asking about it.

"Does that supreme car still have a mouth as big as the entrance and exit of the star port, and it keeps pouring out foamy liquid?"

"Huh? That's right."

The old mercenary was a little dazed. He tried his best to turn his brain soaked in rum, but he couldn't figure out why someone was better than what he described.

"Does that supreme car have many mechanical arms besides tentacles and gears?" Someone continued to ask.

This time the old mercenary couldn't sit still at all, so he turned his attention back to reality when his mind was wandering in memory.

"Yes, how do you know?"

"You, take a look, is the one above..."

The audience's eyes were all looking at the window of the tavern, staring straight at the things outside the window, as if they were being sucked out of their souls.

The old mercenary followed their line of sight and looked out of the window, and then saw the sky covered by the sky.

It was a part of something huge, something that was hovering above the firmament, looking down like a god on the mortals below.

As if enlightened, the old mercenary recognized the sky that covered the sky. It was the supreme car he had seen before and escaped from its hands!

"……We're fucked."

After finishing speaking, the old mercenary felt inexplicably dark, and the large wine glass he was holding fell to the ground, completely unconscious.

Not just him, but the whole planet.