mechanical court

Bakar hung his ferocious dragon head from the clouds, his flaming eyes looked down at the Immortal Legion, showing a satisfied expression; accompanied by a long dragon chant, he slowly stretched his body provocatively in the sky, his sharp and narrow The dragon's tail spread all the way to the horizon.

Ivan clenched his left hand tightly, so that the three gems on the ruling glove were activated at any time, and said lightly:

"Let's talk about surprises after we leave here."

"You obviously killed Bakal's sister, how dare you save him..." Looking at Ivan, who stood on the shoulder of the Dragon King and was not inferior to the apostle, Herder's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he came to his senses:

"No! Isn't she dead?"

"It's just a trick."

Yiwen admitted but didn't tell the truth, then changed his voice, and said to the apostles standing on the top of the world: "Master apostles, I brought these legions just for self-protection, and I have no intention of colliding with you. The only request is to take the Dragon King away. here."

"I didn't expect that silly boy who was bullied by his sister back then, to have grown to this point."

Sherlock looked around at the stalking Immortal Legion, shook his head and sighed: "Surround us with an army of Immortals... you act like a king of the gods, and you still use the word request, how humble you are."

"This legion is actually nothing to you. I will definitely lose in a direct confrontation. All I can do is to drag the mother planet of the Federation to be buried with me." Yiwen shrouded himself under the protection of the divine curse, Said calmly.

In fact, the fighting power of the gods army he brought was not strong, it just had the aura of the immortal, and it didn't have the fighting power of the immortal at all.

If there was a real fight, the first apostle would be able to smash a piece of it with a single punch.

To put it bluntly, it is to rely on the remaining spiritual will of the gods to intimidate them, making them think that they have the ability to die with the Kashini mother planet-and then find a way to negotiate terms

"But I can kill you before everything starts." Pray's melodious tweet came from a distance.

"Of course...it is really easy for Master Pray to kill me."

Ivan tried his best to remain calm, pretending to have a nonchalant expression, and slowly raised his left hand:

"But I also have the ability to destroy Tabors Star before I die! My glove is called the Judgment Glove, which is the highest masterpiece of the ancient Asa civilization. It can ignore space and carry out cross-boundary strikes. Kill me, I have no choice but to drag your home planet to be buried with you."

"Hahahaha! Good thing, whoever dares to touch you in the future will blow up his lair!" Bakar sang the oboe in an exaggerated tone.

"..." Prey stared at him deeply, and did not speak again.

Maybe it was disdain, maybe it was because he cared about his hometown, maybe he had no intention of getting involved in this matter, so Tianjiao chose to remain silent.

"Then, if you don't object, we and the Dragon King will leave first." Looking at the five apostles standing on the top of the world, Yiwen's heart was beating wildly, and he could jump out of his throat almost at any time, but his face remained firm. A calm look.

"Do you think...that this matter can be settled directly by taking Bakar away from here?"

Herder looked at him indifferently, and said half-threateningly and half-persuadingly: "If I were you, I would choose to stand on the side of the strong. Rescuing Bakar will not do you any good, it will only bring you endless benefits. Trouble."

"Sorry, I must save the Dragon King!" Yiwen flatly refused.

"Enough loyalty." Bakar grinned.

"Then in a short while, Star Heberon will be reduced to ashes." Herder's eyes were calm, and his voice gradually became colder.

"Turn into ashes... If Bacal and I were the only ones on Heboren Star, maybe that would happen." Ivan closed his head lightly with deep approval, and then smiled: "But...not necessarily now, because we still have There is a new friend."

As his words fell, a dark red vortex suddenly collapsed in the depths of the sky, and a beam of red light penetrated through it, falling directly to Ivan's side.

The light froze, and then the figure of the King of Tartan, the Almighty Matega, appeared—after the existence equivalent to the apostle Anton came, he stood with his arms folded and looked down at Herder condescendingly:

"You want to burn Hyperion? I'm sorry, I have already regarded it as my new home... I will burn anyone who dares to set fire there."

Seeing the figure of the King of Tartan, Ivan secretly let out a long sigh of relief, his heart hanging in his throat finally came back, and at the same time he comforted himself: "Three against five... Counting Antuen parked in the universe, It's four versus five... The situation is finally a little more balanced."

"Antuen! How dare you!!!"

A trace of anger flashed in Herder's eyes, his left hand clenched the staff uncontrollably, and the knuckles of his fingers appeared blue and white due to the force.

Immediately afterwards, she seemed to think of something, her pupils shrank slightly, and her expression suddenly calmed down; when she looked at Ivan again, her eyes were as calm as water, and even filled with a gloomy smile.

"It's really...inexplicable and disappointing."

Casillas saw that this battle could not be fought, so he sighed and put his sword back into its sheath, looked at Bacal with a regretful expression, and kept shaking his head.

The apostle Kahn didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but just silently glanced at Herder, as if reading something from her eyes, he put down his clenched fist.

"Ivan, why did you save Bacal? You have to know that you are against Brother Kahn." Sherlock looked at him with great interest and asked suddenly.

When she asked this question, the apostle also had her own considerations in mind—the reason why she participated in the siege of Bakar was not only worried that Bakar was the culprit of her own destruction, but also because of being coerced by Herder.

For Sirock, it doesn't matter whether Bakar is killed or not, what matters is where it is safe.

Originally, she thought that it would be the safest for her to cooperate with Herder, but now this thinking has changed: because the other party insisted on destroying Bakar, but Ivan insisted on saving Bakar...Comparing the two actions Because, obviously, the latter is more exciting to her.

After all, everyone hopes that in times of crisis, someone is willing to stand up and give him a hand.

More importantly, Kahn's strength is too strong, and he has a close relationship with Herder - if they are malicious to him, Sherlock thinks he is powerless to resist.

On the contrary, if you join Yiwen's camp, your situation will be much better!

At the very least, she knows Ivan better than Herder... Judging from the performance of the invisible space, he is not the kind of person who casually abandons his companions.

"..."

Considering that Herder was right in front of her, Ivan did not disclose the prophecy, but answered her question in another way:

"Because I don't allow any apostle to be executed without sin."

"He's such a nice man who makes people feel safe."

Sherlock covered her mouth with a charming smile, and her figure suddenly turned into a cloud of black smoke and dissipated, and instantly floated to Ivan's side, and then recombined into a perfectly curvy female body: "In this case, I will join you too! Compared with other people, I I am more willing to trust you who have been cultivated by myself.”

"Welcome!" Faced with this unexpected joy, Ivan certainly would not refuse.

Although this situation is very unexpected, it is also reasonable, after all, the two of them are old acquaintances.

The addition of Sirock made the situation of the confrontation more balanced. With the hundreds of 'Immortals' legion, I believe it is even more impossible for Herder to act rashly.

"Sirlock... you also want to betray the Federation?"

At this moment, Herder had regained the calmness with Zhizhu in his hands, and when he questioned Sherlock, his tone seemed tepid.

"Sorry, I've always been insecure, and I prefer reliable and good men to you." Sherlock replied with a smile.

"I hope you won't regret it." The second apostle said lightly.

"Then everyone, let's go back to Hyperion." While speaking, Ivan consciously communicated with Silent City and activated the dimensional shuttle device.

Following the creator's will, the upside-down Silent City opened numerous doors, ejecting spiral-shaped black cloud columns with strong adsorption from the inside to the outside; The black dragon rolled towards the gods of Menes—quickly pulling them into the door and disappearing.

"I like this tower! By the way, don't forget to take my subordinates!" Bakar laughed and returned to his original form, flew straight into the silent city, and hugged Guoguerila who had been waiting for a long time.