I Can Magically Change the Black Technology

The battlefield fell into a momentary state of stagnation.

In the center of the battlefield where everyone was looking forward to, Su Chen's arrow pointed at him, and the gods retreated.

He hides and doesn't say anything, even if the gods don't dare to move.

The gods did not dare to move, and no one dared to move the spaceships and individuals in the conspicuous positions of the four sides of the battlefield.

But in every corner of the battlefield, changes are still taking place.

The capital of the empire in extraterrestrial space.

Imperial Forest Palace.

Marquis was coming out of a completely enclosed cabin, his eyes were drooping, and there seemed to be some kind of sharpness in his eyes. He kept his head down, and returned to the bridge from the central functional area of ​​the battleship. Many members of the fleet saluted him respectfully.

Most of the people were busy discussing this incredible change on the battlefield—the human being pointed at the god with an arrow almost made them unable to believe that it was also their own kind—but the staff of these federal battleships still did not forget their respect for the Apocalypse Knight. revered.

Especially the Apocalypse Knight who just brought back His Majesty the Emperor Fudi of the Empire.

This imperial army was withdrawn all the way from Private Seven. Among them were a large number of Maquis' cronies, and many people had fought side by side with Maquis for many years. They all respected the Apocalypse Knight.

Marchis eventually earned him respect on the battlefield.

But he didn't take that respect very seriously.

At least that's how it looked now, as he hurried past with his head down, ignoring everyone who greeted him along the way.

He made his way back to the bridge.

Zulong has been summoned.

As the last Knight of the Apocalypse sitting on the entire Imperial Forest Palace, Marquis must appear on the bridge.

Maqisi stood in the corner this time, his eyes moved slowly, and looked at the Imperial Fleet Commander standing in the center of the bridge.

It was a balding middle-aged man named Zhao Deyuan. He was a man with extremely keen political and military senses. The most important thing was that he only fully revealed his identity today—he was the Emperor Mingxuan of the empire. absolute diehards.

Of course, matching and indispensable with these elements is such extraordinary ability.

The entire fleet was in order under his command. Even in the face of the two gods and the ever-changing situation, there was no panic. Zulong was able to arrive at the first time under his arrangement. The capital planet's internal battlefield plays a vital role.

At this moment, Ma Qisi's eyes fell on his back.

Just like that, staring for a long time.

No one knew what was going on.

Just now, he left the bridge alone and entered a fully enclosed cabin in the central functional area for a minute, and he did not reappear here until this moment.

No one knew what he was doing. In such a tense situation, he, the knight of the apocalypse, was required to be alone for a full minute.

As if aware of something, Zhao Deyuan slowly turned his head and glanced at Ma Qisi behind him.

The eyes of the Imperial Fleet Commander also contained some kind of scrutiny.

Which apocalypse knight is thrown into the battlefield is the emperor's choice.

There is a reason for Zulong to be thrown into the battlefield.

There is also a reason why Lu Shu was not released.

Zhao Deyuan didn't ask anything, he just glanced at it silently, then looked away, as if he didn't notice anything.

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At the same time, the corner of the ground.

Guan Ling was collapsing in the ruins. The auxiliary function of the apocalypse weapon could actually allow her to move in a paralyzed state with a broken spine, but the biological security defense measures stopped Guan Ling's desire to act forcefully—— The Rose Armor's system determined that if Guan Ling used the Apocalypse Armor to activate at this time, her injuries would never recover, and the Apocalypse Armor would drain her last vitality.

But Guan Ling didn't care.

A Knight of the Apocalypse is needed on the battlefield.

Because the eighth caste secondary state original life is ready to make a move.

The whole body is affected by a single hair, the secondary life form has waited for a long time to recover, and on the battlefield, there is very little power that can stop it at this moment.

Lin Mo was seriously injured in one blow, and Saixi was only of the fourth caste.

Tianzhao is dead.

How can a mere Zulong resist an eighth caste?

Let the eighth caste break the game, and today's efforts will be wiped out.

Guan Ling gritted her teeth and forced herself to support her gradually blurred consciousness, and the administrator who was about to input voice commands forced her body to move.

That is the terrifying superpower endowed by the Apocalypse Armed Forces to the living body.

Even with such an injury, he can act like a normal person.

Of course, that is only a temporary ability to act.

But at this moment.

Guan Ling heard slow footsteps.

Heavy footsteps came from in front of her.

That Xu was a burly man, with heavy steps, he came to her in front of her, and finally stood still in such a chaotic battlefield.

A large shadow spread from the top of Guan Ling's head.

The overly blazing lights and shadows around were all blocked at this moment.

But Guan Ling narrowed his eyes slightly and his pupils shrank.

Because the person standing in front of her was someone she had never thought of.

Lu Anbang.

Standing right in front of her, looking down at her.

His unkempt beard was gone, and the lingering smell of alcohol was gone.

His clothes were wet from the rain, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have been washed away by the rain, making his aged face look extraordinarily handsome.

But the expression on his face was extraordinarily cold and serious, and the light in his eyes was restrained, as if he didn't contain any extra emotions.

He came from outside the battlefield.

He saw Guan Ling was sent flying here, deeply injured and unable to move.

And on the battlefield, who has the time to pay attention to this Apocalypse Knight?

Even if she is the Apocalypse Knight, she is just a corner of the battlefield now.

—He came to kill himself.

Guan Ling seemed to see the reflection of that night in this man.

The middle-aged man with boundless joy couldn't help his excitement the night before he set foot on the pinnacle of his life, and ran out quietly. When he returned home, he saw corpses all over the place.

At that moment, Guan Ling met his gaze.

There was not much anger and hatred in those eyes, only a kind of despair and bewilderment that seemed to be emptied.

His pillars have crumbled, and nothing can be done to restore them.

Then, anger and hatred themselves are meaningless to him.

Just pure despair and emptiness.

Maybe it was the reality, maybe it was the palpitating emptiness that made Guan Ling run away in a hurry like a child who made a mistake, and the table full of delicious food was knocked to the ground.

"...I...can't...can...die..."

Guan Ling tried her best to open her mouth, her mouth was full of blood, she tried her best to open her eyes wide, met those empty and dark eyes, and tried her best to say what she wanted to say.

"...I must...help..."

Guan Ling's voice suddenly stopped.

Because Lu Anbang stood in front of her and finally spoke, with his hands in his pockets, his voice was flat without any waves.

"I won't kill you, because for you, living is the greatest punishment.

"Actually, I knew that before you flipped through the overturned photos on the dinner table—

"You don't even know that you killed my whole family.

"But you know what?

"I don't want to rob you of this piece of junk at all.

"But...no one listens to what I say, and no one believes what I say."

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