Imperial One Star Admiral [Rebirth]

The cabin door opened, and Apol, who still had the atmosphere of a battlefield, walked in. He stared blankly at his crowd, thinking about how to explain his previous behavior.

In any case, it is not what a person of his status should do if he can escape and continue to fight with the opponent's general, so that he is in danger.

Thinking of this, Apol looked complicated.

The mothership commander who strode in has Belfim's long-known good looks. From the perspective of female aesthetics, Apol's absolute length is particularly favored by those males, not to mention his high position and authority. Noble blood.

If you want to marry, you can even be a female monarch.

Belfim thought of the old guys in his family's comments on the Zerg God of War, and also thought of his male brothers who avoided Apol.

I couldn't help twitching the corners of my mouth, it really was a generation gap, a generation gap in age, and a generation gap in gender.

Although His Royal Highness the Third Prince will definitely not ascend to the throne, and will definitely marry a noble male to be a female monarch and have children, but what is the trouble with his parents always wanting his males to marry him back?

Such a character should live in the universe.

Maybe it's because of a deviation in the concept of life. Belfim is also a female, but she never takes pleasure in pleasing the males, and even faintly appreciates the third prince who is so tough that the males despise him.

Apol's reputation among the Zerg could be described as extremely extreme, as much as he was popular among the females, he was disliked by the males.

At the beginning, Belfim admired him, and he was dissatisfied with his male brothers, but the social structure of the Zerg was like this, no matter how he looked down on those males who were a model of luxury and lust except for giving birth to children, but the Zerg The future is indeed upon them.

So Belfim just turned a blind eye to himself, no matter who he marries, he can go to heaven happily and it's ok!

Originally, he thought that Apol should have the same idea as him, otherwise, how could he explain that he didn't care about his reputation at all, and turned himself into a big devil walking in the eyes of male insects?

But today, Belfim, who was evaluated by the First Prince as having a keen sense, felt something bad.

The reason is naturally the person in front of him.

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

Belfim stepped forward when no one else said a word, gave a military salute, and asked politely, "May I ask if you feel unwell?"

Very good, let me ask first, if you have an excuse, speak up quickly.

Then he was glanced at by the other party's golden eyes who couldn't see any thoughts, and he was as light and arrogant as ever, as if the gods were alive in the world, and he fell silent.

After such a long time, Apol finally figured out how to explain the previous situation to them, so that he would not be questioned by the person sent by his brother.

I saw God of War coming to the commander's seat with steady steps, and he sat down calmly.

The uncurved back was outlined with a shallow arc by the tight combat uniform, the waist was tight, the shoulders were wide and the legs were long, and she was a stunner at that time.

But in the eyes of Eddie, who was familiar with him, that was a sign of what the chief decided to say to them.

Apollo: "Sit down."

Eddie immediately responded to the call, and then several people from the headquarters also sat down. Of course, Belfim was also one of them.

It seems that Apol's aura is too strong. After they are seated, they often look at each other, sitting and standing ugly, looking more disturbed than Apol who has done something wrong.

Apol held his palms, thought for a while, and then said: "Do you think I did something wrong?"

"..."

Everyone was silent.

Apol looked at the other party lightly, and the light color instantly surrounded the golden shadow, and the camouflage became more and more illusory.

"I was planning to leave at the next moment."

"But you didn't."

Only Belfim, who is an outsider, can speak at home under the God-like Apol.

As soon as his voice fell, he naturally exclaimed.

The corners of Eddie's mouths twitched even more. These people thought that as long as Apol gave them a suitable reason, they would not pursue it. Then thinking that this new kid dared to charge directly, he really is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers!

Even though he knew that he was being stared at by so many eyes in horror, Belfim could at most twitch his mouth. His family background gave him the confidence to ignore too many people, and his status as the chief aide to the eldest prince also gave him the opportunity to face Apo directly. Er's power.

Belfim knocked on the table, leaned forward, and said seriously: "Please explain the reason, Your Highness."

The hair on the person who called His Highness stood on end, and Eddie assured that he had never seen Belfim so imposing.

The small body that looks like it can be lifted with one hand would not be noticed by Apol in the usual way. When the elder brother pushed him over, he would at most feel that "there is such a thin Zerg" to this person. Immediately forgotten.

But seeing that he has the courage to face himself with a chilling aura, one can imagine that he is not as useless as he appears.

Apol's eyes remained the same, but he changed his mind and rhetoric.

"You came up with that plan?"

Belfim responded neither humble nor overbearing: "Yes."

Appol nodded, "I remember your voice, it's a good idea."

Belfim frowned: "Please don't change the subject! What I need is your reason!"

Eddie immediately scolded: "Hustle!" As a subordinate, he dared to question His Royal Highness, who has the highest authority on the ship, which is simply disrespectful!

Before Eddie could continue, Apol waved his hand to signal him to be quiet.

When his eyes fell on Belfim, his calm face tightened, his body straightened subconsciously, why did he always feel that the eyes of the God of War had a lot of power?

Belfim, who really felt the pressure of what is the general of a hundred battles, finally showed some respect on his face, but his persistent attitude remained undiminished.

Apol didn't want to get entangled with them any longer, but if he wanted to make the person in front of him selfish, he had to do something heavy.

With an idea, the majesty all over his body is no longer restrained, mixed with his sharp murderous intentions all over his body, it becomes a dream haze that everyone present can't shake off.

"Well!"

Belfim couldn't help but let out a groan, but immediately shut his mouth and swallowed it. He looked at the beautiful and fair face of the person in front of him in horror.

Reminiscent of gods, reminiscent of ice and snow, neither living nor living.

He thought that Apol was a female like himself, but he didn't know that he was no longer a figure that ordinary people could understand.

He thought that Apol would also accept the demands of the world just like himself, but he didn't expect that the monster who had already become a demon would be so rare in the eyes of others.

The more you think about it, the clearer the idea becomes.

For example, he only suspects that Apol has feelings that shouldn't exist, because then he transcends the concept, and he is only suspicious.

But seeing Apol now, he felt that what he thought was true, if it was him...he would not be afraid.

Thinking of this, a chill came up from his heart, and the feeling of panic became clearer.

Others didn't know what Belfim was afraid of, but his terrified appearance fell into everyone's eyes.

These people couldn't help sighing, knowing this would happen, why bother to provoke His Highness?Obviously His Royal Highness is usually too lazy to lose his temper, but you just want to die.

Look, isn't this just that you can't die if you don't do it?

I can't blame these old subordinates for thinking so. It is really the magical power of Apol who has become serious from man to god in an instant.

And in this state, most of the time he is on the Myojin fighter plane that he drives alone, and he can face the opposite of such Apol, that is, the dark night when the night falls and the gods are powerless.

A few strands of blond hair that was pulled back during the battle fell on the smooth forehead, and the majestic and sacred golden eyes suddenly showed the strength and coldness of a giant dragon, revealing all the angular facial features, full of aggression, matching him Anyone in front of him can become a clown.

Belfim trembled in front of such Apol, terrified, and lost the ability to think.

In this atmosphere where one breath and one syllable would detonate, Apoer dropped a sentence without realizing it, but it was like thunder and artillery roaring.

Belfim drew back in one breath, hissing cold heart out of his mouth.

Apol said indifferently: "How do you know that Mu Huifeng will definitely go according to your plan?"

He despises, he despises.

"I can avoid you, how do you know he can't?"

He looks down, he is noble.

"The only person who can fight against me is Mu Huifeng. This is not a boast or a compliment, but a fact."

He is calm and rational.

"If he could die so easily, I would be happier, because finally no one will trouble me."

He jokes, he mocks.

Every move of the person in front of him turned into a slap, and he slapped himself on the face. Belfim felt his face was hot, all because of the person in front of him.

Unwillingness welled up in his heart, and he broke free from the shackles of invisible pressure, raised his head, and glared at him.

Seeing this, Apol smiled instead of anger. This smile changed from a cold Myokami to a compassionate Bodhisattva Buddha.

"There is no one who is more suitable for judging the timing of the battle than me. I am sure that he can avoid it. This is already something that does not need to be questioned."

Belfim: "..."

Yes, he knows, plans can't keep up with change, and no one knows what to do better than a man in battle.

If others were always proud and arrogant, he could criticize a few words, but the people in front of him had more combat experience than him, and the actual combat experience was accumulated with countless battles and human lives.He is the God of War of the Zerg race, and his words alone are an ironclad proof.

But why are you so unwilling?

He looked up at the tall man, who was a head taller than him even when he was sitting.

Once he envied him.

Today he is jealous of him.

Such a person has to be jealous and is willing to envy.

Then thinking like this, I can't help but wonder what kind of man he admires so much that he has other feelings.

Belfim is indeed young in battle, but he is also really sharp.

His gaze changed from questioning to curious, and Apol would not guess how this change came about, but he knew that his words had worked, convincing the only person who would doubt him.

After talking about getting up, the back view of leaving was blocked by the hatch that opened and closed automatically, Eddie and the others were relieved, His Highness just now was really scary.

Eddie said: "It turns out that there are still such concerns, yes, anyway, the other party is also a character who has been able to compete with His Highness for so many years. It is really strange if it can be killed so easily."

As he began to speak, the atmosphere was finally eased, and then the person who had felt the wrath of the God of War who had been implicated innocently turned his head straight at the "newcomer" who didn't know what to do.

"Boy, how does it feel to anger His Highness?"

Someone asked with a half-smile.

They were overwhelmed to death just by being brushed aside. How does this person who has faced what is "heavy as Mount Tai" feel, let the brothers be happy when they tell it.

Belfim has never cared about these people's overt and covert rejection of him. Anyway, the nature of the Zerg makes them unable to do anything except say some sarcastic remarks.

Although the emotions have experienced ups and downs, Belfim did not do anything else, but took the opportunity to ask: "Have you ever seen such a third prince? When?"

Eddie must have known more than others after being the commander of Apol's guards for so many years. It's good that no one asks normally, but when Belfim interrupted, others became curious.

Not to mention, this Highness, who looks more terrifying than ghosts and gods, is so fresh!

Seeing the little eyes of these fearless guys, Eddie's mouth twitched.

It's not honest to be frightened just now, and it really deserves it!

But it's okay, they are all comrades in arms for many years, Eddie said with the mentality that there is no big mistake.

"His Royal Highness has always been in a calm mood. It is better to say that he is arrogant than his good character." As he spoke, Eddie became uncertain again, "No, he is very arrogant, but he is not so arrogant. At the very least, he has more emotional ups and downs for those who are interested in him."

Belfim listened thoughtfully, "Is that all? Why do you feel that you don't know the third prince very well?"

Eddie knocked on the table and said indifferently: "If I can understand what kind of person His Highness is, I won't be just a captain of the guard."

This is true.

Belfim looked at his ordinary face among the Zerg, and nodded secretly, but before he could express his opinion, he didn't expect Eddie to have another word.

Eddie thought for a while, and then said reluctantly: "Although I don't want to admit it, the only one who can understand His Highness is the one opposite."

Not reconciled, unwilling, but also had to accept.

Although they are enemies, they are really too similar.

Sometimes Eddie even thought about it, if Mu Huifeng was a Zerg or a male, then he must be the most suitable for His Royal Highness, and that would make Apol so disgusted?

Of course, Eddie just thought about this idea, after all, it was outrageous enough.

Hearing what he said, Belfim's face instantly became weird. He opened his mouth, but finally said nothing, and his eyes suddenly looked deep and vicissitudes.

Careful people live shortly, but sensitive people are under great pressure.

Belfim thought, what his boss said was true, it would be troublesome whether he said the truth he guessed or not, the former was silenced by the god of war and the latter was the current self—a lot of pressure!

Sighing, he withdrew from the ocean of gossip, and his usually bright and sensitive head turned again, and he suddenly realized.

Damn!Be fooled!

It is worthy of being the "God of War"!

Belfim gritted his teeth. What he asked was the reason, but the reason referred to the whole situation, but Apol only explained why he didn't hide in the first half, while ignoring the most critical part of the second half.

Why are you two safe and sound?

Did the Black Sky fighter save Myojin who was an enemy, or did Myojin save Kuroten?

Or do you join hands to escape from danger?

The commander of the mothership, Zerg God of War, who fooled everyone with only one question and left an impression of awe on him, is indeed a character worthy of being "cunning and cunning".

No wonder he was still a prince despite both political and military affairs, and he didn't arouse the suspicion of his two elder brothers.

With this ability, this determination, this mind... Belfim finally convinced him.

There is really no comparison between people!

Sighing faintly, drifting away like this, invisibly affecting the person being chanted.

Apol returned to the room, sat down on the bed like this, remained silent for a while, raised his hands to the ceiling, and sighed inexplicably when he looked at the snow-white top of his head through his fingers.

He also wanted to ask why Heitian saved him too.

Lies are no strangers to him, he is arrogant but not noble, even if his fighter takes up a word of god, he is not a god who will do what he says.

From the day he boarded the plane, the worm emperor who had seen him fight would laugh and say that he fights like a ghost, so his fighter is a god.

Many people are in awe of his fighter planes and himself. On the contrary, he himself has no impression of himself in battle, but it must be the same as usual.

A few beams of light leaked from between his fingers and hit his face. Apol was unconscious, he neither hated the dazzling light nor stooped to hide in the darkness.

Therefore, lies can be used by him as a weapon, stabbing others and "our own people" without wavering.

Everything is to cover up yourself.

Cover up your heartbeat.

The messy mood destroyed his arrogance. When he got off Myojin, his legs gave way and he almost knelt down. Although he managed to hold him up, the cold sweat that had almost survived death was still oozing out from his forehead.

At that time, he didn't understand even more. Although the war determined by the position, whether life or death is already a routine, but he also encountered all these situations, and he was the culprit. He couldn't understand why the blue light that rose at that time was connected to him Protect together.

To explain it from a standpoint is absurd.

Explained by relationship, I don't know why.

I thought of too many excuses, and in the end I missed some things that didn't make sense.

Apol is a calm person, and no one can say that Mu Huifeng is not rational.

They were all the same, but that was exactly what he didn't understand.

Apol's ability to agree to the plan sent by the mothership already shows that he is not a person who will have an affair. Although he did not escape in time in the end-but the same is true for Mu Huifeng. Since he has the means to protect himself, why not? Watching your enemies cocoon themselves?

Just like what he said, the other party is living to make trouble for himself, does he really want to leave this trouble for himself so much?

He is not a selfish person regardless of his position!

Apol believed that Mu Huifeng would never let him go if he had the chance to kill him, but the fact is that he was let go.

A pair of old enemies, one of them is full of complicated thoughts, who knows that he is not the only one who has this idea.

Mu Huifeng also thought about a similar problem.

At that time, on the battlefield, the energy cannon launched by the Zerg mothership had no time to interrupt it. Heitian could guarantee that he could run away, but there was also an interruption from Myoshin, which made it difficult for him to escape the huge attack range of the energy cannon.

For a while, Mu Huifeng was waiting for Mingshen to leave at a critical moment, and he could also take the opportunity to spread his hands and feet to deal with the danger.

But Myojin didn't stop fighting until the gunfire was close at hand. With an opponent of similar strength on his side, it was difficult for Mu Huifeng to do whatever he wanted.

The mothership's guns are thick and wide, used to conquer planets, and a single shot can create a [-]-kilometer pothole, and its depth is also difficult to measure.

Such strategic weapons appear in the universe, and every launch represents the end of countless lives being wiped out.

Now that he was confronted by such a cannon, he didn't have enough time to interrupt its energy storage, and he didn't have enough time to escape. It was a deadly situation.

He even believed that if Apollo didn't run away, he would definitely die if he stayed.

Mu Huifeng thought that Apol would run away, but in fact he didn't.

The shadow of death shrouded, Myojin uncharacteristically stopped the steps of the attack, as if he knew it was meaningless, and made an ordinary posture, although it looked as serious as standing in a military posture, but he knew that this was when Apol was relaxing appearance.

The strange relationship on the pirate ship has subconsciously allowed him to interpret the truth behind every behavior of Apol.

But because of this, he didn't understand even more.

"Why... do you want to die in love with me?"

At the critical moment, the Spirit Beast let out an ancient roar, covering up Mu Huifeng's subconscious soliloquy, and bursting out the vastness of the spiritual sea.

The mental power that surrounded the two of them at that moment nearly compressed the density of the entire sea area, and its strength was hard to shake even an interstellar strategic weapon.

It's just that the consequences are a bit serious, and the spiritual world that was evacuated by the great white shark is barren.

Mu Huifeng was in so much pain that he wanted to die immediately!

But it was also the pain, on the contrary, he had no other thoughts in his mind because of the pain.

When the crisis was approaching, he jumped up, grabbed the attacking dagger and turned over and pulled the opponent's arm, pressing him down forcefully, with his knees on his back.

"--jingle!"

The steel weapon fell to the ground and rolled to the wall, making a crisp sound.

Mu Huifeng took the opportunity to shatter his wrist, and let out a muffled groan. His head was sweating from the pain, but the strength in his hands was still not weak.

There is only one ninth-level physical cultivation in the whole world, and this person is called Mu Huifeng.

The man who was only one step away from stepping into the realm of the gods, the enemy lying on the ground knew that he had underestimated the other party, he raised his head with hatred, but with Zhang Tianshi's face, he was more terrifying than the evil ghost.

With clear eyes, Mu Huifeng put the opponent's hand behind his back, made sure to restrain him with one hand, and then slapped his face with the free hand.

After touching it carefully, he raised his eyebrows, "You actually had a bone grinding operation."

Seeing this person's pupils constrict, Mu Huifeng knew he was right.

Melt the skin, flesh and blood vessels of the entire face, and hang the life with a machine until the remaining skull is polished, and then re-pour the soup from the melted flesh and blood to form a new face—an extremely dangerous operation, extremely tiny success rate.

This operation was originally banned by the empire, but there is still a chance to reappear.

After confirming this point, Mu Huifeng knew who sent him here.

All the names I had in mind were crossed out, and the name of Alan Spey became the only name shining brightly.