National development: I build a base on the rock beast

Unlike Duan Ming and others who were relieved, the senior officials of the Church of All Gods had ugly faces.

An old man in a gray robe said angrily: "Damn! Where did these guys find antique weapons? Exhibition museum?"

Seeing that the old man in gray robe was so angry, everyone's expressions were not very good.

Originally, everyone thought that with the gargoyles of the Stone Ghost Cult, they could easily petrify and destroy enemy warships, thereby laying the foundation for victory.

But they never thought that the enemy still had live weapons in their hands, and there were a lot of them.

The characteristics of the gargoyle's energy attack should make it invincible in interstellar battles, but its fragility and the fact that it will break when it sustains a certain degree of physical damage has also become a fatal flaw.

The terrifying gargoyle, which even the interstellar battleships were helpless to do anything about, actually fell on a small electromagnetic rifle. It can only be said that one thing is suppressed by another.

Just when everyone felt pity, the old goat man in the first place said solemnly: "Since the gargoyles are ineffective, then we can only compete with them in terms of physical strength."

"Inform all battleships and prepare to launch a full-scale attack. Witch, your curse of the Evil God Cult should be almost ready, right?"

Hearing the words of the old goat man, the wrinkled witch smiled and said: "Don't worry, everyone, although we can't directly curse the enemy to death, we can still make them have hidden diseases and work mistakes."

An old man in a blood-colored robe said solemnly: "Then we hope you won't let me down."

This person is the leader of the main force in the battle, the blood-clothed ancestor of the Blood God Sect.

Unlike the gray-robed old man of the Stone Ghost Sect who commanded the gargoyles remotely, the blood-clothed ancestor stood up directly and prepared to personally lead the troops into battle.

After the blood-clothed ancestor left, the witch also walked up to a strange altar. As the c-position, she and several witches played and sang, while dancing to the great god.

Hearing the strange sounds that kept coming from the altar, everyone present could not help but frown.

The dance steps of the witch troupe are weird, the music is piercing, and the singing is even more ecstatic. Everyone couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed after listening to it for a long time.

The old goat sitting in the first place seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. He waved his hand and summoned a black curtain to isolate the witch group.

After the curtain appeared, the voice of the witch group suddenly stopped, and everyone felt refreshed for a while.

Just when the top brass of the Church of All Gods were getting rid of the torture, Duan Ming and his subordinates were in trouble.

When the Witches were singing and dancing rap with only a basketball left, Duan Ming's battleship began to echo the Witches' magic sounds.

Duan Ming, who was filled with the demonic sound, felt that his energy and blood were sluggish for a moment, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The internal injuries that had just been suppressed actually recurred again.

At the same time, the entire base was in chaos.

Many people had hidden illnesses that started to break out after the demonic sound was poured into their ears. Some people suffered from mild pain in their waists and legs, while those with severe symptoms went straight to the emergency room.

And some healthy people began to make mistakes under the influence of the magic sound.

It can be as small as using the toilet without paper, or as big as a weapon going off. Everyone, who was already in a state of tension because of the battle, fell into chaos for a while.

Holding back his physical discomfort, Duan Ming said with an ugly face: "It seems that the enemy just launched a mental attack on us. What can you do?"

Looking around, Duan Ming saw that he and others were not in good condition.

Sitting in the command room and working for a long time, everyone will inevitably suffer from various diseases.

For example, lumbar spondylosis, cervical spondylosis, gastritis, anemia, toothache, etc., which are usually nothing but fatal diseases, Duan Ming and his subordinates have basically taken care of them.

Duan Ming looked at Ai Xi who was covering his face and speaking slurred words, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

This girl is obviously the one with toothache. Judging from his twisted expression, Qi was the one who was in the most pain.

Duan Ming waved to Ai Xi and asked her to come over.

With tears in the corners of her eyes, Ai Xi endured the pain and walked to Duan Ming.

Duan Ming used his mental power to scan the other person's mouth and quickly determined that the tooth hurt.

Then, under Ai Xi's surprised gaze, Duan Ming slapped him in the face.

"ah--"

After a scream, Ai Xi suddenly felt that his tooth no longer hurt.

Looking at the cavities falling to the ground, Ai Xi understood the reason.

But it doesn't hurt anymore because the tooth has fallen out.

Turning to look at Duan Ming, Ai Xi said angrily: "Boss! You've gone too far! How can you hit a girl! You won't be able to find a wife if you do this."

In response, Duan Ming smiled and said: "I am helping you. Besides, you are not in trouble now."

"As for a wife, I not only found one, but there are many more."

Hearing Duan Ming's scoundrel words, Ai Xi looked angry.

Ignoring the other party's cannibalistic gaze, Duan Ming said, "You are the only one left in the command room who can move freely now."

"Since we are like this here, other places are probably not much better. You should contact Alya and the others quickly to see if they can do anything."

Ai Xi heard Duan Ming's words and said worriedly: "Boss, are you okay?"

Looking at Duan Ming's pale face, Ai Xi suddenly realized that Duan Ming's condition didn't seem to be very good, or the worst.

Duan Ming reluctantly bowed his hand and said: "I'm not dead yet, I just have to rest where I am for a while. Stop inking. The enemy will come over later. Will you have to face the enemy alone?"

After hearing Duan Ming's words, Ai Xi immediately realized that the enemy would definitely not miss this opportunity.

Opening the communication device, Ai Xi quickly contacted Arlia.

Soon, a lazy-looking Alya appeared on the screen.

At this time, the other party was wearing pajamas and lying on the bed, enjoying the massage from the maid.

Looking at Duan Ming, who looked disheveled, Arlia couldn't help but joked: "Hey, isn't this my dear Chief of Mine 26? I haven't seen you for a while, why are you acting like this?"

Ignoring the other party's teasing, Duan Ming said quickly: "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. We were attacked by the enemy's curse. Now my old injury has relapsed, and he and others are not much better."

"You should have dealt with the Church of All Gods. Is there any way to deal with it?"

Hearing Duan Ming's words, a trace of solemnity suddenly appeared on Arlia's lazy face.

But soon, the other party seemed to have thought of something again, and his expression gradually relaxed.

"I already know what you're talking about. It's probably the old witch who's doing the dance again."

"Don't worry, I will be able to help you solve this matter soon. You should quickly mobilize your manpower to meet the enemy's attack."