The daily life of a poor husband [Interstellar]

The evenly matched two sides met their opponents, and it was hard to tell the winner for a while. Some people fell, and some even joined.

One after another, in the depths of the ever-changing crowd, there is a vacuum zone deliberately left, on the ground full of mess, there are two figures fighting indistinguishably.

Putting aside all scruples, no longer limited to the original identity, from the beginning to the end, all you can see is the opponent standing in front of you at this moment.

When people are too focused on a certain thing and indulge in it, they always ignore the passage of time.

Edward didn't know how long they fought, Augustus never fell, but he didn't lose either.

However, the more I continued, the more frightened I became.

He is well aware of Augustus's strength, and has never underestimated him. Even, he has always estimated his opponent with the greatest possible, but these so-called estimates are not as good as the two The intuition comes from the personal experience of the real fight at this moment.

Augustus' strength far exceeded his expectations.

Augustus is an S-rank Sentinel, and so is he. Although the official data shows that his rank is S-, which is one level lower than S-rank, but that’s just the data. In fact, he is a real S-rank sentinel.

In a duel between two S-rank sentries, it is impossible for one side to absolutely suppress the other.

However, although he will not be completely suppressed by the opponent now, the situation is not necessarily much better.

No matter how powerful the sentinel is, there will always be times when he is exhausted. Although the strength of each of his moves and the speed of each shot have not weakened or slowed down, he is very clear that his physical strength is declining-no one is doing this. Under the high-intensity duel, it can be full of energy from the beginning to the end.

But he didn't feel any trouble in Augustus.Although he didn't want to admit it, the expression and reaction of the other party completely interpreted the four words "with ease".

Is it...

Edward's pupils shrank suddenly, thinking of something.

The opponent broke through?

It's not that the empire has never had SS-level sentinels, but that was before. For nearly a hundred years, double S-level sentries have been like a natural moat, blocking the desire of the strong to advance in pursuit of more powerful power.

However, if an S-level sentinel wants to break through to the SS-level, in addition to its own strength, it also needs the assistance of an SS-level guide, so as to avoid sudden mental riots during the breakthrough process.

However, it has been a long time since there have been SS-level guides in the empire, and even S-level guides are rare.

If Augustus really broke through, then who helped him through the mental violence that must be experienced when breaking through.

Augustus has always been single, and when he usually needs to do mental counseling, he either uses medicine or asks a therapist from the military department to help him with mental counseling.However, the highest-ranking therapist in the military is only an S-rank guide.That is the treasure of the empire, a kind but powerful elder who has helped many sentries.

S-level guides will definitely not be able to help S-level sentries break through to SS-level.

Edward narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Augustus who always maintained the same expression, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind.

If the matter of the awakening potion was also written by Augustus, then there must be no shortage of guides in the opponent's hands, and among those awakened guides, there may not be SS-level guides.

Although this is just an unconfirmed guess, only in this way can the qualitative improvement of the opponent's strength be explained.

I don't know if it's because of being entangled for too long, Edward can feel that he is gradually unable to do what he wants, his strength and speed are declining, and the rate of decline is faster than he expected.

Has the other party become so powerful?

Edward frowned, no matter how powerful the opponent he faced today, he would never lose.Because he is not alone, behind him, there is the entire empire.

Judging from what Augustus did, the opponent's goal was not just his own emperor, he didn't even care about the entire empire.

Such a person, even if the price is death, he will not let the other party succeed.

Edward's eyes darkened, and he gave instructions to the brain.

He was determined to die together, but he didn't wait for the expected whistle.

Doubt crawled into his heart, before he could think about what went wrong, he caught a glimpse of the mocking flash in the eyes of the person in front of him.

In an instant, a flash of light flashed through his mind.

"you?!"

Looking at the extremely angry face in front of him, instead of feeling flustered, Augustus stopped restraining his emotions, the arc of his mouth kept rising, and the kindness on his slightly fat round face no longer existed, replaced by Full of malice.If an outsider sees his current appearance, he will definitely not recognize this highly respected iron-blooded marshal, because there is nothing in his appearance at this time that can be matched with integrity and reliability.

From the moment the leaking post appeared, he guessed that Edward would target himself with suspicion, because during the other party's tenure, there were only a few candidates for the post of legion commander, and if they were deleted one by one, they would focus on him. For myself, it is really a normal thing.

He knew that after Edward had doubts about himself, he would not sit still and wait in vain for him to come to his door. On the contrary, their emperor, His Majesty, would definitely make full preparations.

The one who knows you best is always your enemy.

Augustus is not only Edward's enemy, but also an object of revenge that has been hiding in the dark, peeping at him. When the other party is unsuspecting of him, he penetrates the poisonous fangs bit by bit. Viper in the flesh of its prey.

So many years, so many days and nights.

No one knows how he got here.

During those nights when Edward was so carefree and dreamed until dawn, how many times he could only remember his most cherished treasures through pale and cold photos.The girl who would reveal two cute little dimples when she smiled, and would sweetly call her father, left her forever, and could never come to her side again.

But the chief culprit who caused all this is living a smarter life than anyone else, the fate is so unfair.

Edward Butterfield would never know how much restraint he had to exert to keep from killing him every time he saw his face.

He has no defense against himself, but he is thinking about it.

This is a confrontation that has already been doomed without waiting for the end.

His majesty the emperor thought that he could defeat himself with the things he had ambushed in the palace in advance, and foolishly tried to use this way of hurting both sides to end the battle between them.

How stupid.

"What makes you think that you can beat me?"

Augustus raised his chin and looked contemptuously at the embarrassing king standing in front of him, his face was pale, his whole body was trembling, and he couldn't even stand upright.

He has been staring at the other party in the dark, as the palace of the other party's territory, how could he be uneasy to insert people in.

As big as travel, as small as eating and living.

His Majesty the emperor will never know how much the maids around him care for him.

Edward almost exhausted all his strength to force himself to stand, instead of falling down and hitting the ground in embarrassment.

Dou Da's cold sweat fell uninterruptedly, and after a while, his entire face and back were wet, his whole body was as wet as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"Augustus..."

Because of the pain, he could only make a breathy sound; because of anger, every word was crushed on his teeth.

The opponent's hand had already reached out to his side, but he didn't realize it. At this moment, Edward didn't know whether he should be angry with the opponent's boldness or laugh at his blindness.

Several faces flashed before his eyes. He knew that there was something wrong with the people around him, but the matter had come to this point, and it would be useless to find out who had the problem.

Not only was the backhand that had been arranged in advance was abolished, but even his own body had problems.

Edward has always been a sentinel with a strong sense of control. Because of this, he knows that his situation at this time is definitely not good.

He doesn't know how Augustus did it, but now, he can feel his physical and mental strength continue to decline. At the same time, the sudden rise in body temperature makes him feel like he is in magma, and his brain seems to be Someone was stirring frantically with an electric drill, and the mental power was eroded and disappeared bit by bit.

Through the blurred sweat, he saw a pair of malicious eyes.

"Tremella soup tastes good, doesn't it?"

Even at this moment, Augustus was unwilling to let go of any opportunity to humiliate his opponent and see that hypocritical face change color.

How sincere is the relationship between the Emperor of the Empire and His Majesty the Empress.So pampered and pampered, His Majesty the Emperor himself cooks for them because of his busy schedule and hard work day and night. How sweet it must be to drink that bowl of tremella soup that is crystal clear and full of love.

Thinking of the queen, Edward suddenly opened his eyes wide, and wanted to say something. He opened his mouth, and the bright red fishy sweetness poured out first, and the sticky vomit continuously surged up in his throat, swallowing his words, and brought out a series of low coughs. .

"Are you worried about Her Majesty the Queen?" Augustus smiled and praised, "It's really touching."

He leaned down slightly, looking down at the king who finally couldn't support himself and fell to the ground. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were colder than the cold river in winter.

He stared indifferently at the man in front of him who had abandoned his daughter and caused her to die in depression, but was worried about another woman until his death. He said the most sincere, but also the most vicious words.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. You will be able to find her soon."