It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

Chapter 172:

Mute does not hate humans, nor is he controlled by hatred.

The real reason why he did not allow humans and major generals to travel to earth was never hatred.

Countless sparks exploded in the dark cosmic starry sky, intertwined artillery fire, broken battleships, and shone in the darkness for a moment.

The moment the spark exploded, it was probably the most brilliant moment in a person's life, the glory created by life.

In the vast expanse of the cosmic sky, another battle came to an end. I don't know how many lives have died here.

The blue-black Isutar quietly suspended in the starry sky, like a giant whale swimming in the sea of stars.

In the command hall, the master of Ishtar stood on a high podium, and the boundless universe unfolded in front of his eyes. The stars in the starry sky illuminated the handsome face of the young marshal.

He stood there quietly, cold on the cheek, expressionless, slender phoenix eyes staring at the starry sky in front of him like frozen moonlight at sea. He stood there, as if the coldness seeping from his bones suppressed the air around him to the extreme, and the tense atmosphere almost choked the people in the entire hall.

It was the end of the war, and he no longer needed to preside over the whole situation. Marshal Troll turned and walked to the teleportation device near the podium.

A flash of light passed, and the long figure disappeared into the hall.

As soon as he disappeared, the whole hall was tense to a suffocating atmosphere, and then suddenly let loose. The people almost breathed a sigh of relief with the expression of escape from the dead, still a little bit nervous.

Ever since the one who stayed at Fernand was sick, the whole flagship has been in such a frightening atmosphere.

That person will not be able to pass this day if he never returns.

The people who had been tortured during this period of time were so mournful in their hearts.

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Troll returned to his private residence on the top floor of the flagship, a large room, quiet, only he was there.

He sat there with a look of indifference, his fine black hair scattered in front of his eyes, letting the dark blue eyes sink deeper. He sat quietly, the whole room was terribly quiet.

Soon after, a snoring noise, a light curtain lit up in the room, and the masked man appeared in the transparent screen.

Troll's eyes moved, and he fell on the light curtain.

"How's it going?"

He asked, quietly, like a broken ice string.

"Damn, that pile of trash is annoying."

Although the mask blocked his face, the expression of the man could not be seen, but from the tone of the man, he could tell that he was not in a good mood now.

"It's like a bulldog. It's gone. It won't be long before it runs back and continues to be beaten." The man said, "It seems that they are determined to win this place."

Marshal said.

He said, "In an emergency, you are allowed to mobilize nearby fleets to support you."

The mask man took a breath.

"You think about it. If you do this, my dark chess will be completely exposed. I am afraid that it will soon be detected by other forces on my side."

Marshal Troll did not answer the mask man's question directly.

He didn't change his look, and said lightly, "Protect there."

After a pause, he continued.

"Try not to disturb them."

The mask man snorted.

"Okay, the magic of love is really terrible. In order to please your little lover, you are really willing to pay for it. I didn't want to use the dark chess against the royal family at this time. Now for that little guy, you are as simple as that. Throw me into the court. "

It may sound like a complaint, but the man's words are obviously ridiculous.

"Speaking of which, the Cloto family does have a certain ability. That earth protozoa ... is called Caesar, but it was hidden by the royal family as a treasure, so that the Croto family can also find the opportunity to implant microscopic bodies in it. Nano trackers are not easy. "

When the Croto family lurked in the royal family, they installed the latest micro-nano tracker they developed in Caesar's body. I am afraid that this is the intention of investigating the trace of the king's daughter, but I did not expect that the entire universe did not take long. The situation has changed a lot, and the former owner of Croto died on the Emperor Star.

However, they were also wryly fighting, and it was because of this that they found Jia's settlement.

"A lot of forces are jealous and jealous of the special combat power around you, and the Klotto family has been forced by you to the end."

The mask man said, touching his chin.

"So this time when they found the settlement of Jia, this time, even if they tried their best, they would control this power in their own hands."

"Well ... I guess, they are trying to settle the settlements by the number of people, and control those who are not strong, so as to force those who are strong to work for themselves."

At the time, the fleet of the Croto family was quickly dispatched, and the spies lurking in the Croto family urgently transmitted this message.

The planet of Gaza's settlement was too far away from Troll's sphere of influence, and there was no time to rescue. The Dark Man of the Masked Man happened to be not far away, so Troll urgently ordered him to go to that planet to stop Clo. Fleet family.

At the crucial moment when the Cloto family's fleet was about to attack the planet, the mask man led the fleet to arrive in time to repel the Cloto family's fleet. However, the Croto family did not seem to be reconciled and kept making a comeback, probably because the fleet of Mask Men was not large, so they continued to increase their troops and wanted to win by quantity.

The mask males are still thinking about trouble. After all, no matter how elite they are, the quantity is still there, and it can be done with one-to-ten, which is impossible with the myth of one-to-one. But now Troll gave him the authority to transfer the nearest fleet to support, and he was relieved.

"I'm exposed here ... Nothing, this mask has been worn for so long, I'm tired, and it's time to heal my face. Otherwise, when you go back, this face scares your little lover. It's not good. "

The mask man scratched his head and said, "Yes, I heard that your little lover has been clamoring recently to leave? Is it really horrible?"

"But don't do it silently and don't say such stupid things. I don't think you are this kind of person." He smiled and said, "Well, now you have saved his companion, why, is it right? Your little lover is asking for credit? Is it reconciled? "

The young marshal sat quietly, with dark eyelashes hanging down, and a deep shadow fell in his dark blue pupil.

He didn't answer, the lacquered black hair shattered in the corner of his eyes showed almost extreme contrast with his snow-white skin.

Cold-colored lips, a thin layer, with almost no color, are palpitatingly cold.

He looked indifferently at the man in the light curtain, expressionless, and the corners of his eyebrows never moved, just like the handsome statue carved by the same stone.

The mask man was still laughing, and smiled a few times, looking at Troll's look again and felt something wrong, raising his eyebrows.

"you……"

His eyes changed, and suddenly there was an ominous hunch.

"I said you shouldn't--" The man swallowed, and said, "Isn't it to say to the little guy that you attacked and controlled the planet, and then say what you want to do with this!"

Troll remained silent.

He just raised his eyes and gave a light glance at the man in the light curtain.

"Crouch! You are sick!"

The mask man who almost ran away instantly cursed bad words.

"I do n’t believe it is something you can do if you do n’t see it with your own eyes. I do n’t believe it is something you can do! That ’s it. I also deliberately poured dirty water on myself, even with me. splash."

"Troll." Manly to his first name, "I knew from the beginning that you did n’t have much emotional intelligence, but at such a low level that you can tell me what to say to you? Good thing, you Make it a bad thing-what the **** do you think, don't you know what the consequences will be? You just want that little guy to hate you? "

It was probably short of breath, and the mask man spoke like a cannon, fast and fierce. But he talked anxiously for a long time, and the other side did not respond. He was a little unwilling. After thinking about it, he continued.

"So, you gave me that little guy's communication channel, I told him, I'll explain."

The marshal, who had been silent, finally moved.

He glanced at the mask man and said, "No need."

"Troll--"

Marshal Troll stood up, no longer looking at the man on the screen, the mask man could only see the side cheek turned.

The man's breath was a little breathless. He didn't know how to describe the expression on Troll's side face at the moment. He saw Troll turning his side face, and saw that the slender eyelashes were hidden in the fine hair Traces of the shadow trembling slightly in the low light.

That inexplicable made his heart tremble.

He heard Troll's voice the last second of the light curtain of the communication disappearing.

He heard Troll say.

"I only have this one chip."

The light curtain disappeared.

The masked man stood in front of the communications tower, and half a while ago he did not return.

He thought he must have read it wrong.

Otherwise, how could he see the fragile existence that was absolutely impossible for him from the man who was ever so strong at all times.

He must have read it wrong.

He thought so and told himself so.

But what flashed in his head was the trace of a slight jitter of the slender eyelashes in the shadow when the man turned around.

It might be an illusion, but he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.