[Future] The sword is not old

140

"Idiot, why did you involve yourself again..."

Wright opened his mouth to curse, but couldn't say anything.

He suddenly understood the general's mood.

A sense of disengagement when things are out of control.

"Boss, you dragged me onto this thief boat, and you said you would die if you said you would die. Who am I going to seek revenge from?"

I picked up Wright.

"Let's go. Follow the general, kill all the enemies, and then we'll go home."

141

Perhaps it was the word 'we' that pleased him.

Wright's energy stone blushed, shining brightly like a jewel.

The heat behind him spreads linearly.

"Stupid, fool."

He is clearly lacking confidence.

"I don't care if I get hurt."

There is something I have never dared to tell Wright.

He looked shy, but he was pretty.

142

Wright leaned down, something cold was pressed against my cheek, and it flashed past.

I shuddered with shock.

"What are you licking me with? Oh, I get it, it's a human kiss, right?"

Wright was burning red all over, unable to refute.

"Is it the thankful kiss of a human being? Well, isn't it..."

grateful?

Ok? ? ?

grateful? ! ? !

The pink flames around Wright suddenly cooled down.

I can't wait to beat this straight man who doesn't know how to style to death.

143

I didn't know I had passed another death crisis.

The general is fighting with the worm on the deck. The giant worm is fat and the only thing that can move is the limb.The old man did not dodge or evade, and fought against it head-on.The powerful knife technique removed the limbs of the giant worm, and cut open its abdominal wall straightly.

The old man wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and faced the hundreds of warships.

"Soldiers! Check it out!"

"The leader of the Federation you trusted has become corrupt, and even attempted to use the natural enemies of mankind to achieve the purpose of war."

He shouted to the very center of the sky, declaring war.

"Fenrickle, is this the ancient giant worm you cultivated? Too weak, coward."

With a turn of the blade, the mouthparts of the giant worm were severed, and it hit the medullary cavity directly, causing the juice to splash everywhere.

"If you have any tricks, just use them."

One man guards the gate, and ten thousand men cannot open it.

There are half a hundred heroes, and the sword is not old.

The general stands proudly, with his head held high.

144

Fenrickle smashed his screen with rage at the other end.

The giant worm he spent a huge amount of money to cultivate is so vulnerable and has no size, it is simply a waste.

"Where are the heads of the four major legions? Where have they gone, let them come to see me!"

The communication line dedicated to the military department could not be connected, the video of the Zerg attacking St. Gerry was leaked by someone, and the government personnel were extremely busy.

"What? They refuse to fight?!"

Fenrickle's behavior caused serious dissatisfaction in the military department, and this time he even ordered the military forces to kill a war hero.The military headquarters and the central government have certain rights to fight. At this critical moment, dissatisfaction was ignited, and the legion could not call it.

"Tsk..."

"Do they know how bad the situation is? That old lunatic St. Gerry created a living body!"

"Forget it, mercenaries are also fine, and all the troops are invested. As long as you take the head of St. Gerry, you can get permanent immunity from the Federation, and the bounty will be tens of millions."

145

Once the bounty order on the dark web was issued, thousands of replies were received immediately.

The thugs lurking in the dark are ready to move.

Mercenaries are often worse than the regular army. This time they received an official order not only to enjoy military resources for free, but also to allow the use of weapons of mass destruction.

A large number of people gathered and marched towards the starship.

This is what I saw when I went on deck.

The old man stood with a flesh body, and countless gun holes were aimed at him.

146

Sensing my approach, the general lowered his head slightly.

He looked at me and Wright.

"Sure enough, my intuition was right."

"It is rumored that everything in ancient times had spirits, and souls resided in swords and swords. After thousands of years of accumulation, some have learned language, some have acquired intelligence, and some have acquired the ability to act."

"Little thing, this is a battlefield, do you know that?"

He poked at the blade of my blade, and I was tilted by him.

Wright shielded me, looking straight at General St. Gerry.

"We know."

"It was my will and his will to get here."

He rested his head on the general's wrist.

"General, this may be the last battle."

"Please use me."

147

The old man raised his sword slowly.

Like many years ago.

At that time, he was young and energetic, and he was rough with the sword, and Andorika scolded him many times.

"This is a sword I modified and designed, can you cherish it more?"

The general smiled, and put this matter behind him in a blink of an eye.

Wright's sword hilt was covered with dense bruises, some of which went deep into the bone and could no longer be repaired.

99 vicious fights, each of which was a miraculous escape from the tiger's mouth.The general and Wright have actually developed a wonderful connection long ago. Wright is not only a sword, but also a part of his soul.

That was deliberately forgotten by him——

Integrity, Rightness, Hope.

Facing thousands of powerful enemies, the blade unfolded, and a frightening silver light appeared on the battlefield.

The general looked down at the value on the terminal, the energy had reached its peak, and the self-explosion system was unlocked.

But he won't press the button until the last moment.

He wanted Andorika in the kingdom of heaven to see how heroic he was in battle.

"Wright, bring me my hundredth victory."

"Yes, Master."

148

On that day, a huge cloud of fireworks rose in the Milky Way.

St. Gerry's banner fell, and there were no survivors.

149

It seems like a long, long time.

I woke up from my stupor.

The dry wind blows in front of me, and the boundless desert is filled with yellow sand.

"Wright? Wright?!"

I think back to the final impact explosion, the outermost blast that carried me away.In a cloud of smoke, the black afterimage caught me and protected me into the protective cover.

We are like falling meteors, burning fireworks all the way, falling into the unknown planet.

The author has something to say: it will end tomorrow! ! !