ultimate cannon fodder

"How long have you been fighting with him?" Kirkwood asked after a moment of silence.

Zenobia also pricked up her ears. Although after seeing the injuries on Blaise's body, she knew clearly that she was no match for Ma Jianyao, but this was also an extremely rare opportunity to measure Ma Jianyao's true strength.

To her, Ma Jianyao seemed to suddenly pop out of the cracks in the rocks. Almost in the blink of an eye, her ears were full of rumors about him. She even heard that his sudden rise had made many powerful organizations feel uncomfortable. He is so uneasy that he wants to form an alliance to fight against him, but no one has ever been able to accurately describe his true strength. Some say that he has touched the threshold of S-class, but Zenobia has always scorned this. It has been more than ten years since she became A-level and she still has not found a way to enter S-level. No matter how powerful Ma Jianyao is, there is no way that he will touch the S-level threshold just after being promoted to A-level, otherwise they will be embarrassed.

Blaise raised a finger bitterly, his face full of frustration.

"Ten minutes," Zenobia asked tentatively, but she burst into laughter after saying the words. How is it possible? Even if Ma Jianyao has overwhelming strength, it is impossible to defeat a Dragon Whisper of the same level in ten minutes. Moreover, Blaise was injured so seriously. Although she did not think highly of Blaise as a person, she still quite recognized his fighting skills.

Blaise shook his head and said in a very low tone: "There is only one meeting,"

"What?" Zenobia trembled and exclaimed with her face turning pale: "This, this is impossible,"

Kirkwood also stared at Brace with wide eyes, completely unable to believe his ears. Although A-level and B-level were a watershed, with the ability to completely crush them, he did not dare to say that he would definitely be able to defeat them. A single face-to-face encounter can severely damage a B-level dragon whisperer, even if the power of the domain is used.

"It's true," Brace hesitated for a moment and said, "Ma Jianyao's ability is very strange. He seems to be able to cut my territory..."

"Cutting," Zenobia once again showed a look of shock on her face. She has been an A-level dragon whisperer for so long. She has only heard that the realm may be devoured, assimilated, or restrained, but she has never heard of it. It will be cut. You know, even the lowest level realm is built on the laws of nature, how can it be cut.

"Maybe this word is not accurate enough, but that's how it feels to me," Blaise said with a wry smile: "I just saw Ma Jianyao, and the field was not completely released yet. He just raised his head and glanced at me, and I immediately I felt a chill, as if even my soul was frozen, but before I could react, it was as if the space I was in suddenly shattered. If I hadn't run away immediately when I saw the situation was bad, I would have been torn to pieces."

"Could it be that Ma Jianyao's field is space rules?" Kirkwood frowned immediately.

Although humans have reached a very high level in understanding and utilizing space through searching for and constructing interplanetary passages, compared to the profound and mysterious space rules, it is only a drop in the bucket. This has never been done before in the history of the Federation. The Dragon Whisperer who broke through the rules of space.

If Ma Jianyao really masters the rules of space, he can indeed kill the Dragon Whisperer of the same level instantly. After all, the Dragon Whisperer is not a god but a human being. He is an individual that actually exists in this space. Ma Jianyao has mastered the rules of space, not only can he You can transmit freely within a certain space, and you can also control the fragmentation of the space you are in. If the space is fragmented, how can the people inside survive, unless you can escape at the moment of fragmentation.

"What should we do now?" Zenobia looked a little flustered.

Brace said helplessly: "I don't care what you think, in short, I don't want to face Ma Jianyao anymore. Maybe you can only know how terrible he is after you experience it yourself,"

"You want to be a deserter," Kirkwood said, staring at Brace fiercely, with a ferocious look on his face, as if he wanted to eat Brace alive.

Zenobia also said: "I'm sorry, if Ma Jianyao is really that powerful, I don't want to die."

Kirkwood's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he turned to look at Zenobia, "You also want to be a deserter,"

"It's stupid to risk death knowing you're outmatched," Zenobia said coldly.

Kirkwood's eyes suddenly brightened up, like burning two extremely blazing green flames. In an instant, his pupils spread out, revealing a vast and boundless space in the deepest part, and produced a huge wave. The attraction seemed to pull Zenobia's whole body into that space.

Zenobia suddenly let out a shrill scream, as if she had been greatly hurt. At the same time, a circular energy storm suddenly burst out from her body and swept through the entire command room. Various furnishings and arrangements were already in a mess. All furniture and objects were exploded and annihilated in the energy storm, and even the indestructible high-strength alloy walls were quietly worn away by a few centimeters.

It can be said that the only thing left intact is the sofa under Blaise's butt and the red wine glass in his hand.

After the energy storm suddenly subsided, Kirkwood closed his eyes tightly, staggered back a few steps, and almost fell to the ground. Two bright lines of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, looking indescribably terrifying, while Zenobia His face was the color of paper, with almost no color at all, and his energy was very listless.

"That's enough," Blaise stood up suddenly, glared at the two of them and said, "We are facing a formidable enemy, do you really want to fight to the death?"

Kirkwood slowly wiped away the blood lines on his cheeks. When he opened his eyes again, the sparkle was no longer there. You could even see that his pupils were filled with small scars, and blood beads were still seeping out. It was enough to show that the trauma he suffered was not light. He snorted coldly: "You want to abandon me,"

"I'm not abandoning you, but I'm advising you to keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood," Brace said solemnly and decisively: "The Free Alliance is too popular, and Ma Jianyao's strength is too weird and powerful. It's not what we have now." If we really have to fight against those who are incompetent, we can only hit the stone with eggs. As long as we are all alive, we can make a comeback."

Zenobia glanced at Kirkwood bitterly, but still agreed: "Yes, that's what I meant," maybe she was hurt too much just now, and she even gasped when she spoke.

"Give up," Kirkwood looked a little confused, but looking around at everything he had worked so hard to build, he roared loudly: "No, I will never give up," his voice became more and more shrill. He was simply roaring, his face was a little distorted, and he seemed to be unable to control himself.

"Then I'm sorry, we have to leave first," Blaise took two steps back and stood side by side with Zenobia. He said with a somewhat complicated expression, but his eyes were fixed on Kirkwood, as if he was guarding against him. Sudden attack.

Zenobia also tensed her muscles and stared at Kirkwood. Although the confrontation just happened in a flash of light and lightning, she was caught off guard and was seriously injured. If she hadn't fought with Blaise Being on the same page, she has a hard time dealing with Kirkwood once she gets mad.

Kirkwood looked at the two of them ferociously, with veins all over his body, his eyes were blood-red, and his breathing was heavy, as if he wanted to eat people. But slowly his eyes became clear again, and his face returned to its normal color, and he snorted coldly. He said: "Everyone has his own ambitions, and I won't force you to leave. I hope you won't regret it in the future."

Blaise and Zenobia didn't speak, and slowly backed away together. Their movements were very slight and slow, and their eyes did not leave Kirkwood for a moment. They all had injuries to varying degrees, and they knew Kirkwood very well. , this time I completely broke with him, and we do not rule out the possibility that he will suddenly take action.

Fortunately, the two of them exited the command room and Kirkwood did not take action. The two of them could not help but look at each other with relief, and then left quickly together. With this incident, the two people who had a grudge against each other suddenly felt much closer. .

At this time, the rumbling sound of cannons and the sounds of fighting were already very close at hand.

"Give up, my whole life's hard work is here, how to give up," Kirkwood roared like a wounded lion, blazing flames spurted out from his body, and everything that the flames licked was melted and devoured, just The billowing heat flow ignited everything that could burn, and even the high-strength alloy walls softened.

But soon, Kirkwood laughed crazily again, and his laughter was so hair-raising. After laughing, he gritted his teeth and said: "Ma Jianyao, you forced me to do it. If you don't make it easy for me, I will never let it go." It's easy for you, but in the worst case, the two will be separated, and the fish will die and the net will be broken,"

After that, he walked to a corner of the command room.

There is a door in the corner, which is usually blocked by other furniture and objects. At this time, almost everything in the house has been destroyed, and it is exposed unobstructed. The high-strength alloy is exposed in the Zenobia energy storm and The Kirkwood flames had long been scarred and in disarray, but this door had not changed at all.

The door opened with a slight push. Behind the door was a spiral staircase winding downwards. There were no lights inside, but there was a faint light coming from nowhere that illuminated the stairs. There was no dampness or other smell in the air, but there was no smell in the air. It is filled with a certain powerful and unrestrained atmosphere.

Going down the stairs, there is a small room, surrounded by hard and thick high-energy alloy. Its thickness and strength are such that even if a neutron bomb explodes inside, it will not be able to explode. There are small, tightly sealed cells one after another on the wall. The boxes are like safe deposit boxes in a bank. Each box is numbered. At a glance, there are thousands of them at least.

Seeing these small grids, Kirkwood's eyes lit up, as if he had seen some rare treasure. He walked to one of the small grids and used more than ten methods including genetic scanning, 128-bit passwords and ancient keys to obtain it. Open the small grid and take out a small super alloy password box. This password box is very small, but the cost is extremely high. If it is opened incorrectly, it will explode immediately. The power of the explosion is no less than a nuclear bomb.

After opening the lockbox, Kirkwood carefully took out an injection from it. In the transparent needle, the blood-red liquid was churning as if it was alive. Kirkwood smiled ferociously, and then stabbed the injection fiercely.

within one's own body.

Immediately, a heart-piercing cry rang out throughout the stronghold, shaking the ground as if it was shaking.