Deity: Star Sea Swarm

"Morrell!" Clever's eyes were tearing open.

He never expected that Morrell would plant such a deadly backhand in advance.

Clever's face is extremely ugly now, the other party can hide so many space interference bombs in the family battleship without him noticing.

It can only be that he has already done it secretly when he purchased the warship from his family.

Just thinking of this made Clever's heart drop to the bottom.

This means that the competition for family heirs is no longer limited to the competition among the new generations.

Those who can tamper with when purchasing a warship must be the elders of the family.

If you are willing to intervene secretly, it is very likely that the other party has already selected the betting object.

Thinking of this, Clever couldn't hide the sadness in his heart.

Not only for the helpless self, but also for the fierce internal friction of the family.

"Hehe, I don't want to leave a way out!"

Clever couldn't help laughing back angrily, his eyes filled with endless coldness.

"Command the fleet, give up the transition, and reorganize the defensive array centered on the main fleet."

"The conventional engine starts at full power and follows the capital ship group to break through."

After giving this order, Clever turned his gaze to the radar developing light curtain again.

At this time, the total number of detected enemy warships is close to tens of millions.

With his existing millions of ships of various types, if he wanted to fight hard, he would undoubtedly hit a stone with a pebble.

Time was running out, and there was no room for Clever to hesitate.

"Breakout direction, downstream of the void ocean current!"

The breakout route he temporarily chose was the area controlled by that powerful human god.

Following Clive's order, the divine main guns of the capital fleet, which had already been charged, roared in unison.

Hundreds of thousands of spears of divine power shot out, drawing brilliant bands of light in the dark void, and bombarding the enemy warships that were about to block the way forward.

At such a long distance, energy level attenuation is inevitable.

While the hit rate is low, even if it can hit the enemy ship, the lethality is quite limited.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, and what you compete with is this momentum of daring to break through.

The main fleet was speeding up with all its strength, while firing continuously without sacrificing energy consumption.

The other battleships with a slower speed tried to follow along the breakout path transformed by the residual light and shadow.

Clever's eyes were red as he commanded the fleet to break through.

Directly in front of the breakout direction, Pulis was commanding the family fleet with a sad face, watching the attacking divine light spear, his expression was as uncomfortable as eating shit.

He felt that he was really unlucky.

Not long ago, he was severely punished by a human god, and he almost took all the family fleet accumulated for many years into it.

In the end, he could only use a lot of information to let the opponent let go of his remaining fleet.

Participating in the encirclement and suppression of Clive this time, Price originally planned to put on a show and fish for fish.

Make a card and sign in, even if there is an explanation in Moleer.

The conscience of heaven and earth!He really didn't think about joining the battle directly.

With these warships that were just damaged and didn't have time to repair after the war, how could it be possible to confront the elite fleet equipped by the direct descendants of the Xhosa family.

Even the fucking shield generator is almost scrapped!

As long as the light spears of divine power that came from a steady stream of bursts touched his family's warship, it would basically cause the armor to crack and the ship to be destroyed.

Just after a few salvos, more than ten thousand battleships were completely destroyed.

In addition to heartache, Pulis could only grit his teeth and let the fleet deviate from the preset route as soon as possible.

A gap appeared in the huge encirclement that was already close to forming.

Such an obvious flaw was immediately noticed by Morrell, who was always paying attention to the battle situation.

He made contact with Price almost immediately.

"What do you want to do?"

Morrell's cold tone made this question full of austere meaning.

"Your Excellency, on the way to here, my fleet has just encountered the fleet of human gods, and suffered heavy losses. It is impossible to stop the other side!"

The heartache and sadness on Pulis's face showed his true feelings without deliberately pretending.

Immediately, Morrell received the battle damage information from Pulis.

After a few cursory glances, Morrell's eyes flickered coldly as he looked at the opponent's fleet with ten percent combat power.

As an 'old man' who has followed him for a long time, Pulis is not good at this time to directly attack, and it is easy to chill the hearts of other followers around him.

"Let your fleet return to its original route and intercept Clive's fleet at any cost!"

"As long as his breakthrough speed is slightly delayed, others can complete the encirclement."

"After the matter is completed, I will give you enough compensation to make up for the battle damage!"

Although Morrell's tone was a bit gentle, there was an undeniable meaning in it.

"Follow your will."

There was no hesitation in Pulis' answering voice.

However, after hanging up the communication, his face instantly became gloomy.

There was also a hint of ferocity in the originally tangled expression.

As an 'old man' who had followed Morrell for a long time, Pulis could not be more clear about this man's virtue.

Chapter 476 Happy Cooperation

Morrell has always regarded followers as tools.

He will not hesitate to give some benefits to tools that are still useful.

Losing the value of use, Morrell usually kills the donkey without giving it to the other party at all, and invests no more resources.

Because of this, among the direct descendants of the Xhosa family, Morrell never refuses any followers who are willing to join him, and is never picky.

Even if these people have no loyalty at all, he doesn't care.

But they are all tools that can be replaced at any time. If the old ones don't go away, the new ones won't come.

Pulis is also well aware of this.

However, no matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to bow his head at this moment.

Just when Pulis was about to issue an order to let the fleet return to its original course and prevent the enemy ships from breaking through.

An extremely concealed divine thought came to him quietly.

"Hey, how long has it been, let's meet again now."

Hearing Mu Peng's malicious voice, Pulis's back immediately stood on end.

With erratic eyes, he secretly spread his spiritual thoughts, and quickly swept across the surrounding void area.

Try to find out the specific location of the other party.

But all was in vain.

Not only did Pulis fail to find the other party's family members, but he couldn't even locate the location of the other party's divine thoughts.

This means that there is no other party's family members nearby as anchors, and Mu Peng can still use his spiritual sense to send him a precise message.

Such a strange ability really horrified him.

"Humble Pulis, I have met Your Excellency Mu Peng."

"If you are such a strong person, why do you have to play me again?"

Pulis was very knowledgeable about current affairs, and immediately saluted Void with an extremely humble attitude, and there was a bit of pleading in his tone.

I just hope that the other party can maintain his identity and stop messing with him, this little shrimp, I really can't afford to hurt him!

"tease?"

"I don't have that much free time, I'm looking for you this time for a serious business..."

Mu Peng's telepathic voice transmission, with unquestionable dominance, stated how he would cooperate with his actions in the future.

After listening to the other party's arrangement, Pulis could not help shaking violently.

Just from a few words and what the other party asked him to cooperate, Puliss basically saw Mu Peng's intentions.

The opponent unexpectedly prepared to lure Morrell into the trap, trying to fish out his domain.

This appetite is simply not ordinary, and the object is one of the powerful contenders for the heir of the Xhosa family.

If it is really going to happen, this matter will definitely cause quite a stir in the Xhosa family.

Of course Mu Peng is not afraid of the Xhosa family's revenge, but he, Pulis, has nothing to rely on.

Once his act of assisting Mu Pengkeng in killing Morrell is exposed, he will inevitably be physically destroyed by the family from reality, and his death will be quite miserable.

But if he doesn't do what Mu Peng said now, the thing he revealed about Morrell before can also kill him.

Comparing the two, there is no worst, only worse, it simply does not leave him a way out!

Mu Peng looked at Pulis's tangled expression, and chuckled. She came here this time, not unprepared.

"What if... Le Pen will provide you with asylum after the incident?"

Mu Peng's thick and joking words made Priss' eyes widen suddenly.

Le Pen, as the direct son of the contemporary patriarch of the Xhosa family, but because of the general talent of the gods, the awakened core family is not a family inheritance family.

Therefore, in the struggle for inheritance rights, he repeatedly voluntarily backed down, pretending that he did not want to participate too much, and only wanted to be alone.

But in fact, within the Xhosa family, the line of the patriarch has always been the family leader.

Now those in power want to maintain their status in the family and preserve their vested interests, so they will naturally support Le Pen.

It's just that due to Le Pen's usual attitude of lying down, these secret support forces have nowhere to go.

At this moment, Pulis actually learned from Mu Peng that Le Pen intends to unite with human gods to kill his competitors.

He was not at all happy, but his face was heavy, and his lips trembled with fear.

Now that Mu Peng has mentioned this matter, he has said it openly.

Then he is not even qualified to refuse now.

If you know too much, but are not honest and obedient, you will really die!

Pulis took a deep breath, slightly relieved his palpitations, and then asked in a slightly begging tone:

"Can I request a personal correspondence with Her Excellency Le Pen."

Mu Peng looked at this miserable tool man with pity in his eyes.

"Do you think... is it possible?"

How could Le Pen communicate with him through the communication system?Do you want to leave handles and evidence behind?

"You just need to cooperate well. Do you have any other choice?"

"In short, after this is done, you will be a follower of Le Pen!"

Mu Peng's convincing words made Pulis have to believe it, and he couldn't believe it.

Just when Mu Peng finally convinced Pulis.

Somewhere in the void outside the cradle, two semi-star gods are docking next to each other.

In Liu Dan's domain of the gods, two gods and spirits held high their thrones in the temple, holding goblets, and tasting the fine wines with concentrated divine power.

This slightly rigid elegance is the normal state of the Longwa nobles at gatherings. Obviously, the two have chatted for a long time.