The Rockets of the Spirits Start

The main battlefield of divine beasts, the sky.

Nobunaga, who was sitting cross-legged on the head of the double bomb gas, saw that the members of the alliance showed such great strength, the expression on his face suddenly became ugly, and he suppressed the sudden anxiety and impetuosity in his heart, and lowered his head in a calm tone. Double Bomb Gas ordered:

"The last round of toxin explosion, remove the toxins remaining in the bodies of those alliance trainers, and detonate everything else, don't give Dawu and the others the slightest chance to catch up."

Hearing the order issued by Nobunaga calmly, a large amount of toxin was released in a short period of time, causing the poison sac to feel a little empty. The double-bomb gas quickly detonated all the toxins that had penetrated into the bodies of the three divine beasts, turned around and flew to the southwest of the coastline port wharf.

However, Nobunaga, who was closely watching the movement of everyone in the alliance, saw Dawu and the others who re-established their goals with the help of half a minute of delay.

After finding out that he had evacuated, he had no intention of chasing after him. Instead, he used the three divine beasts to clean up the time of double bomb gas toxins, and took over the coast in an all-round way.

Looking at the beast battlefield that is getting farther and farther away, Nobunaga's face can't help showing a look of peace of mind, his palms are silently clenched, and the three purple balls that are stably presented by the double bomb gas control smoke, can't help feeling heavy in his heart think:

"It should be Dawu's temporary decision to start an all-out war with the three divine beasts."

"I'm afraid that the group of Meteor Falls will rush over to help the Rifting Seat after they find out about it."

"After all, that's what they believe in."

Thinking of this, Nobunaga seemed to have guessed something interesting, and there was an inexplicable chuckle on his face, and he thought calmly in his mind:

"Seal Gulardo and Kioka, and then expel the Rift, Dawu really dares to think..."

"Um."

"We have to let the cross-bat, abo monster, and stinky mud break through the champion as soon as possible."

"I must have the finishing ability of double-bomb gas, the air combat speed of crossbat, the close-fitting mud protection of stinky mud, and the meat shield body of Arbo monster. Only then can I barely fight the real champion!"

As the plan in his mind was gradually perfected, Nobunaga silently reached out to wipe off the rain on his face, his eyes fixed on the distance, Gulardo compared the body of the soaring giant peak, and said firmly in his mouth:

"Am I just a useless king?"

"wait for me!"

Just as Nobunaga was standing, a middle-aged man wearing an Interpol uniform deep underground, also led by the leading gopher, traveled very quickly and followed behind the double bomb gas.

...

at the same time.

Caiyou City, Fengyuan Alliance Headquarters.

The conference room on the top floor of the government affairs building.

The old man with a goatee and a knife, after quietly listening to the latest situation on the battlefield reported by the secretary next to him, his face suddenly became serious, and he slapped his palm on the long table fiercely, and whispered to himself with a gloomy look in his eyes:

"Dawu actually changed the alliance plan at will. Could it be that he wants to subdue the three beasts without authorization!"

Hearing the words of the old man with the knife, the secretary couldn't help showing a strong look of fear in his eyes, and quickly lowered his head deeply, obediently pretending that he didn't hear anything.

Feeling the trembling legs of the secretary next to him, the old knife-wielding old man who knew that he had lost his composure stood up and walked to the wall where the map was hung, and whispered to him with his back turned:

"Don't inform other high-level executives of this news, especially those old guys who have retired."

"Do you get me."

The secretary heard the instructions from the old man with the knife, and also heard the threatening meaning in his words, and the top of his head and back were instantly covered with sweat.

But he really couldn't agree to this request, so he could only force himself to control himself.

With legs that had lost strength and were weak, he lowered his head and gritted his teeth and responded:

"Master President, I am afraid that other people have already known this news. After all, the composition of the logistics department is relatively complicated, and you cannot hide it."

The old man with a knife and a goatee standing in front of the map, after listening to the secretary's words, immediately exuded an extremely cold aura in his eyes, turned around and looked directly into his eyes, and said lifelessly:

"is that so…"

"Help me inform the group of old guys who have retired, and let them all come to me for a meeting."

"By the way, tell those fools, as long as they eat the food of the alliance for a day, then they have to work for the alliance for a day."

"Otherwise, as the only parent of the big family of the league, I will personally teach them to be human again."

Seeing that the old man with a knife and a goatee was really angry, the secretary whose legs seemed to weigh a thousand catties before suddenly relaxed for some reason. Step out.

When the secretary who was still loyal to the alliance left the room, the old man with a goatee and a knife standing by the long table seemed to be relieved.

Facing the Fengyuan map hanging on the wall, he sighed deeply, propped his feet on the floor with the scabbard, and sat back on the seat at the head of the long table, thinking helplessly in his heart:

"Dawu is still too impulsive to do things. How can he ask me to explain to Meteor Falls, and how to explain to the high-level members of the alliance."

"Obviously maintaining the situation and waiting for the cracked seat to suppress Gulardo and Kyoka is the best choice."

"well…"

Caressing the goatee on his chin, listening to the sound of Gaioka's accompanying rainstorm hitting the window, the face of the old man with the knife gradually turned serious, and the deep gaze in his eyes suddenly turned to the door of the conference room, and said in a very flat tone:

"It's my fault that I didn't inform Dawu in advance about the true strength of the god of the sky, Li Kongzao."

"Let him deal with the troubles at Meteor Falls."

"However, the league must not put new pressure on him!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man with the knife tore off his loose coat, raised his hand and released the barbette, attracting the nightmare man, Xanadu, Pupu pig, bronze bell, natural bird, Nianli clay puppet, and seven champion elves.

And the cosmic elf Deoxys he once harvested in the battle of the Great Viola Company, drew his knife and cut off the bandage wrapped around his chest, revealing the weak beating heart inside, and said with a calm voice:

"That bastard Damara, the pressure on me will not decrease with time."

"Um…"

"Since the old people of the Alliance have blocked the path of the young people, then let me, a sinner from the Fengyuan Continent, cut them off myself."

"I hope Dawu can lead Fengyuan back to the top as I wish."

When the old man with the knife said these words, the eyes of the eight elves who understood that he had made a decision in his heart instantly became sharper, and they aimed at the door of the meeting room and assumed an attacking posture.

…

However, the eight elderly people who took the central elevator leisurely and were about to go up to the meeting room on the top floor did not realize that the disaster was approaching.

The eight people were still discussing solemnly, how to deal with the champion Dawu who advocated changing the plan after the war ended.