The Dimensional Pursuit

"Then what do you mean by this?" Neilber Nice frowned, asked somewhat unexpectedly and somewhat inexplicably.

Zhong Tu didn't conceal this, and simply replied, "I can help you solve the problems of the two princes."

"What do you want to do?!" Neilber's expression changed and he asked in a vigilant voice.

"Relax, for the time being, I have no plans to kill them. But capital crimes can be avoided, and living crimes are inevitable. I don't want my fleet to be condemned and suppressed from the coalition after it is merged into the coalition. So in order to avoid certain things. When things happen, I plan to let the two princes sleep for a while." Zhong Tu smiled, looking sincerely at the opposite Neiber and said softly.

"Are you planning to merge into the United?" A hint of surprise flashed across Neilber's face, some surprises and some reasonable confirmations.

"Yes. Otherwise, why would my fleet suddenly launch a rebellion at the center of the enemy line and stabbing the heart of the Bronze Clan when the Silver Clan's advantage is exhausted?" Zhong Tu asked with a funny look.

After a while, he continued, "But still that sentence, provided that your leader is not the idiot princes of Meleagros and Atlantis."

"..." Neilbo was silent, his heart shaken a little.

If a powerful person like Zhongtu can really join in, then they, or the silver clan resistance camp headed by His Royal Highness Dianeira, will have a greater chance of winning, which will increase morale and increase humanity. There is more room for maneuver.

After all, even the main guns of flagship battleships can survive on their own. This kind of powerful strength seems to be inferior to the heroes. If you want to come, you can't let it go, right?

I believe that His Highness Dianeira will be very happy after knowing it.

"What do you want to do?" After a moment of silence, Neilbo asked again.

"I need your cooperation." Zhong Tu replied.

"what do you mean……"

"I am responsible for the hands-on, you are responsible for stability. After all, I am an outsider, and now we are still in battle, a little chaos may be nothing, but if you really want to become a group of dragons without a leader, you or my fleet will have it. It may be annihilated by the Silver Clan in the subsequent battle. So even for those who are still alive, I hope you can stand up." Zhong Tu said with a serious expression on Nierbo.

"...Well, I see, I will cooperate with you." Neilbo groaned for a moment, his face condensed, and he nodded solemnly in agreement.

"Well, without further ado, let's act."

Then Zhong Tu was not wordy, and immediately took Neilbo, the ‘indigenous’, and moved quickly towards the command center under the guidance of the latter.

...

In this way, after another five or six minutes, Zhongtu, who rushed through the obstacles, appeared outside the gate of the command center holding Nielbo.

Yes, that's right, Zhongtu is holding Neilbo.

But this is no way. After all, the length of the battleship is too exaggerated. It is 30 kilometers long. If two people really want to run with two feet, the clock diagram may be nothing, but Neelberg must be unable to finish the run. The whole process.

Not to mention, there will be all kinds of obstacles on the road, so even if it is purely to save time, Zhong Tu will not really let Nielber run around with him.

Not only the speed can't keep up, but the physical exertion is not easy.

After all, Nielber's age is not too young. Although it looks like he is about thirty years old, in fact? Although it is not clearly stated in the original work, it is only from the point that she and the captain of the Algono, who has a son and twin daughters, the fifty-year-old man in the final of Mobido Oz, are classmates. I can’t guess what her age is.

Anyway, it can be the existence of Aunt Zhongtu.

Even if there are geniuses in this world that can skip levels, and the average life expectancy of human beings in the heroic century is very high, the life limit of more than one hundred and fifty years old makes their mature stage particularly long, thirty or fifty years old is not a problem at all. He is still in his twenties in the normal world, and he belongs to the young and powerful.

But Zhong Tu didn't forget the current situation outside-still at war, but there was not so much fragmented time for them to waste. It is better to fight quickly.

After that, Neilbo made up his mind without hesitation. He set off to get off Zhong Tu’s arms, stood on the ground, took a deep breath, and walked towards the gate of the command center with his head up and his face awe-inspiring—

"It seems that the two princes are very unwelcome to us." Looking at the sensor door that should open and close automatically but now there is no response, and Neiber standing in front of the door with a gloomy face, the clock picture made a slightly joking voice. Got up and said.

Neilbo did not refute, but retreated to a change.

"But for your face, I won't ruin this door, so let's open it by other means." Zhong Tu glanced at the other person, stepped forward, and said with a light smile.

Neil was still speechless, just watching Zhong Tu quietly and waiting for his actions.

Then the clock picture stood in front of the door, raised both hands, ten fingers clasped on the door, leaving only a fine print visible to the naked eye, but there was not much concavity in the sense of touch, just like a whole door stitch, colorful The λ-driver penetrated and exploded, and the entire heavy alloy steel door driven by a motor trembled in a subtle but clear crunch.

Yes, trembling, not apart.

As for the reason, it is also very simple. Just because there is a lock inside the alloy door, although the purpose is only to close the two doors and prevent people from breaking in when needed, but at this time it has become the last block in front of the clock. obstacle.

"Give it to me, open it!!!"

The clock figure roared, and the colorful λ-driver energy seemed to be supported, and it became more and more shining and bright.

And the result is that more powerful force acts on the alloy door, like a strong man who is shaking the sky, forcibly tearing and breaking the hidden button material on the alloy door, and the door can not be restrained to expand and contract on both sides. Retreated in.

After that, a slightly dim room appeared in Zhong Tu's line of sight, and a soldier holding a firearm caught his eye.

Of course, including the two princes who had no courage except for the sack, all shrank behind the original staff, and now behind the soldiers who depended on the last, they stared nervously at the alloy door that slowly opened a gap.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

"Also, what are you waiting for!? Shoot me and kill him!" Relatively speaking, the Prince of Atlantis who still had the courage to shout sharply.

I don't know if it is the tension or fear, which makes his voice a little distorted, as sharp and harsh as a eunuch.

The soldiers did not refute, or were afraid of the current situation, and did not hesitate to immediately pull the trigger on the clock diagram that had revealed two-thirds of the body at this time.

"Boom boom boom..."