Armor: I can only summon the general

In Happy Castle, An Mixiu stood not far from the door with his head bowed and silent. Qiao Shefei stood in front of Hua He with his back to him, looking at Hua He helplessly. He was completely speechless towards An Mixiu. He can only seek help from Hua He.

Hua He nodded clearly, pulled Qiao Shefei to sit at the square table and waited, then stood up and walked to An Mixiu.

An Mexiu raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes filled with confusion. It seemed that his "obsession" had penetrated deep into his bones and was about to be hopeless.

Looking at An Mixiu in front of him, Hua He patted his shoulder first, and then said in a gentle tone: "I have something to say first. I am an indigenous person on the earth, and you are interstellar bandits. Hostility has come to Earth to crush my homeland to forge your father’s throne, do you think we should resist?”

An Mixiu looked at Hua He with guilt, then lowered his head again and continued to stare at the ground silently.

Hua He didn't get a reply from An Mixiu, and his mood didn't fluctuate at all. He stepped forward and pulled An Mixiu to sit next to Qiao Shefei. The three of them sat on a square table, with Hua He in the middle and Qiao Shefei on the left and right. Fei and An Mixiu.

Qiao Shefei crossed his legs and glanced at An Mixiu opposite him, then turned to look at Hua He, raising his eyebrows at Hua He helplessly, his eyes seeming to say, "I knew he would be like this."

Hua He raised his hand and pressed it down, telling Qiao Shefei not to worry, he had other ways. Qiao Shefei took a deep breath, turned his head and stopped looking at the two of them.

Ignoring Qiao Shefei, Hua He put his hands on the table and continued to look at An Mixiu.

"An Mixiu, you have been on earth for a thousand years. Do you think these ordinary people on earth should die for your father's throne?"

An Mixiu still didn't speak, but lowered his head.

"Okay, you also think they shouldn't die like this, then let's change the angle. If your brothers break through the seal in the future and massacre innocent citizens on the earth for your father's ambition, my brothers and I will Should we take action to seal them?"

An Mixiu suddenly raised his head and looked at Hua He with complicated eyes.

"I...I don't know...I..."

"Haha, you know, you must know, if we were to invade Ares, you would do the same. This is your duty as the guardian of Ares, and the same is true for us."

Hua He's tone gradually became cold, and the expression on his face gradually became serious.

"There is nothing between you and me between justice and evil. We are just the invaders and the invaded. As long as your brothers appear in front of me with weapons, I will definitely make them regret coming here. As long as there is a person on earth who is harmed because of them." If he dies, we will hunt him to the ends of the earth, and no one can stop us, not even you."

Hearing Hua He's almost threatening words, An Mixiu clenched his fists, but then released them. He could understand what Hua He and others were doing, because he had the same experience as Hua He, and they had also fought for He died defending his homeland, so he had nothing to say and shouldn't be angry.

"You have a camera around your neck and a work permit from the Eight-Day Journal, so you should know something about us. I can tell you that we have five sets of armors even if we don't count Qiao's expenses, and there will be more in the near future. The sixth set, which is the Golden Snow Mastiff armor you saw today, plus the three sets of armor left by Gorfa on Earth, do you think the Netherworld Legion has any hope of winning?"

Speaking of this, Hua He looked at An Mixiu with a playful look, and he suddenly had an idea.

If they really face the Netherworld Legion in the future, they can rely on satellite reconnaissance and transmission to quickly deploy and kill them immediately, just like hunting with a God's perspective, trying to seal all the Netherworld Demons before Lufa is resurrected. At that time, no matter how many tricks Lu Fa had, he couldn't use them anymore.

The Five Elements Armor plus Hua He, plus Xiaotian and the three of them, the nine sets of armor can still cause the Netherworld Legion to make waves, and then the earth deserves to be destroyed.

And An Mexiu also thought of the scene Hua He said. Although the Nether Legion was numerically superior, except for the three captains, the entire Nether Legion was in a state of energy exhaustion. In this state, the brothers were by no means An opponent with nine armors would definitely be dead in a fight.

When An Mixiu hesitated, Qiao Shefei also turned to face the brother. He was not trying to express comfort, but was preparing to add insult to injury.

"An Mixiu, we are all captains of the Netherworld Legion. We know the strength of the legion very well. Even when we were at our peak a thousand years ago, we couldn't defeat the three Gorfas, let alone now.

As for Balu and the others, they have been sealed for more than a thousand years, how much energy do they still have left? Even if all twenty-one of them come together, how many rounds can they last? "

"They are all our brothers, why are you so cold?" An Mixiu raised his head and looked at Qiao Shefei and said angrily.

Qiao Shefei did not dodge, looked directly into An Mixiu's eyes and said calmly: "It's true that we are brothers, but don't forget, I am no longer an Aresian, and I no longer have a long life. There is no Ares digital gene, so we are just the brothers we once were.

The most important thing is that I may only have a few decades of good life left. I like my current life very much and just want to live peacefully. If anyone wants to break this peace, let him ask me about my doomsday twin blades first. "

At this moment, An Mixiu seemed to see the high-spirited and brave Qiao Shefei who faced all enemies calmly.

At that time, Qiao Shefei was not only the captain of the Ziming Squadron, but also the commander of the Feiying Legion. He was Ares's sharpest knife in foreign wars. He would always show his edge without reservation, making the enemy frightened. .

In An Mixiu's eyes, Qiao Shefei at this moment returned to his original sharp-edged state, but he directed all his sharp edges at his former brother.

"How much appeal do you have in the Hui Ming detachment? How much appeal does Ku Yisi have in the Chi Ming detachment? But you have to know that in my Zi Ming detachment, what I, Qiao Shefei, say is an order, and I let them To surrender, they had to kneel on the ground and raise their hands, and those who didn't obey would die.

Which of those brats was not pulled out of the dead by me? Whose life didn’t I save? Otherwise, should I fight fifty space pirates by myself? "

Qiao Shefei still looked at An Mixiu calmly and said casually, but how could An Mixiu not know the weight of these words? The Nether Legion had already lost almost one-third of its strength before the battle started. There is no need to fight the war, it is a losing situation anyway.

At this time Hua He took over Qiao Shefei's words.

"Maybe we can find another way, so we don't have to fight to the death like this."