Marshal is always tired [Interstellar]

The moment the screen went black, countless people dropped the cups in their hands.

"What's going on?" Pulan V stood up with a gloomy face, although he could still maintain his demeanor, he was obviously angry, "The satellites in the contest space use the most advanced playback system in the Milky Way, how could there be such an accident? ?”

Under normal circumstances, there will naturally be no accidents, but it is obviously not normal now.

Rand also stood up: "Your Majesty, please evacuate Suoda Star with the important officials of the empire first, this place needs to enter military control."

The Great Elder frowned: "What happened..." He looked at Rand sternly, "What are you and Qin Jue hiding from me and His Majesty, are you still not honest at this time?"

Rand's face was calm: "Sorry, Your Excellency, this matter is too involved. The marshal has already gone to deal with it. Please evacuate important personnel as soon as possible, so as not to give pedestrians a chance."

"..."

"...Okay," Puran V waved his hand to interrupt the Great Elder's words, and said decisively, "Listen to him, let's evacuate as soon as possible."

The military has never made a mistake in this type of incident. If they judge that the upper echelons need to evacuate, it must mean that their departure will be more helpful to the situation than staying.

The Great Elder also understood this truth, he didn't argue too much, and followed his servant to the exit leap passage cooperatively.

The emperor turned to Rand: "Colonel Carpati, is Marshal Qin sure that this incident will not cause too much damage to the empire?"

"He didn't say it clearly," Rand said, "The marshal will do his best to prevent it, but it's not impossible that there will be an accident."

There is no need to be vague on these matters. What he needs to do is to make the emperor fully aware of the seriousness of the matter-only if he has prepared for the worst outcome, he will not be in a mess in the end.

Puran V seemed a little anxious: "I...the crown prince and his friends are all in the competition space, which is the team that was shown on the screen just now." This iron-blooded emperor rarely showed his father's side, "This matter is It's not about them, their identities leaked?"

Rand sighed: "Do you still think that those little tricks can really fool someone with a heart... Especially he is Anda."

But no, this is not the most serious part of the matter. To put it bluntly, the importance of those young people tied together is not even the slightest bit of that of the Marshal of the Empire.

It was obvious from what he saw just now that An Da had no interest in those "little geniuses" who hadn't grown up at all. From the beginning to the end, his eyes could only see Qin Jue.

Rand pursed his lips, and decided to make a psychological preparation for the emperor: "Your Highness, they will be fine under normal circumstances—"

The emperor's expression became more serious, and he could tell from Rand's tone that there must be an unknown "but" behind it.

...but what could be more serious than the princelings who are almost the hope of the next generation of the Empire.

Rand organized his language, and said as calmly as possible: "—the one who is in danger may be the marshal."

"!" The emperor's breathing became chaotic, and his eyes widened in horror.

Qin Jue was indeed in danger. The blue sword's edge pierced through the mecha's detector and almost pierced his forehead, and he seemed to have no choice but to recover his strength immediately.

But that's undoubtedly what An Da wanted him to do—no matter what channel that damn guy learned about his current situation, he had laid a net everywhere to target Qin Jue's weaknesses.

As long as you take a step according to his idea, you have to follow the only path he gave step by step to the end.

Qin Jue clenched his teeth, and pressed his fingers on the end of the syringe, aiming the needle at his arm.

——He has no choice but to fight head-to-head with Anda. With his original strength and strategy, there may not be a glimmer of hope.

He held his breath, the movement of the blue mecha slowed down in his field of vision, he could almost see the fine dust rolled up by the other party's fast movement.

The finger resting on the syringe has already accumulated strength, just waiting for a perfect time to make a shot——

"Boom-boom-"

Qin Jue had almost poked the needle into the surface of his skin, but at the last moment, his vision suddenly lit up like magic.

Ian's golden mecha flew over at an unimaginable speed, and the menacing blue mecha was blown away with a sweep of the halberd.

"Stop!" Phoenix reacted extremely quickly, and with one wing he slapped away the syringe in his hand, which could not be stopped due to inertia. After this action was completed, the voice of her stopping came out.

Qin Jue blinked, his mind and body were still in a state of high tension, and he was still a little unable to react.

As if the blood rushed to the top of his head, he lay on the ground in a daze, watching the tall golden mecha outside flexibly and mightily dodge around, brandishing the same golden halberd to beat up the man who had driven him to a corner just now enemy.

Like...the savior.

He didn't stay in a daze for a long time, and as soon as his hands and feet returned to normal, he manipulated the mech to jump up and ran away in the opposite direction.

——In this level of battle, he can't help at all now. As the enemy's target, avoiding his attack range and not adding trouble to Ian is the best help.

The competition space is guarded by a special barrier, which can ensure that all the people who come in are below level seven, but this restriction is only for people who come in from the outside, and will not restrict the contestants from upgrading in the space.

Participants from all walks of life tried their best to keep their cultivation base at the peak of the sixth level, and there were actually a lot of participants like Ian who were only a small push away from the seventh level.However, like him, there is no one who can calm down and upgrade as soon as he enters the space.

In other words, in this space, Ian, who has just entered the seventh level, is definitely the highest level existence.

Coupled with his trained fighting skills that far surpassed the average person, under normal circumstances no one should be able to beat him.

Ian fiercely punched the mecha in front of him, his eyes full of anger mixed with fear.

He thought that he would never forget the scene he saw when he opened his eyes for the rest of his life - the cold attack mecha raised its giant sword high, and Qin Luo lay defenseless on the path of his attack Go up, seeing that it will be pierced in the next second.

... It was too scary, he couldn't describe his feelings at that moment, but in his life, he never wanted to experience it again.

If you can't even protect him, how can you have the right to try to own him?

With red eyes, the little prince landed the final blow heavily. The blue mech in front of him could no longer see its original shape, and black smoke kept coming out of various damaged places.

The cockpit was the only part that remained intact, and Ian punched open the slightly deformed hatch, and found the pilot.

He still maintained his sanity under the rage, and he didn't touch a single scoring point on the mecha that could cause the pilot to be teleported away by the jump channel-the Federation's people behaved very strangely, since they came in, they kept launching far more than The game should have a level of attack.

Not to mention that this station is still clearly chasing Xiao Luo, and it is short of labeling them a bright "must kill".

Although Ian has been practicing and leveling up from the beginning, he cannot be said to be unaware of what is happening outside, otherwise he will not forcefully increase the leveling up speed again and again, so that he can get out of the meditative state at the most critical moment and save him from the enemy. Get off Qin Jue.

He threw the man in the federal uniform to the ground, causing the Lion King to return to his original form, and yelled menacingly at the man.

"What is your purpose? Why do you have to kill us!"

The man was lying on the ground with his eyes closed. He had suffered a lot of injuries during the battle, with a lot of dust and blood on his face, looking very embarrassed.

He panted heavily, and smiled strangely at the golden mecha in front of him.

Ian realized that something was wrong, but before he could make any movement, he saw black blood flowing from the corner of the other party's lips, and he fell limply to the ground without even groaning.

Qin Jue, who was watching from a distance, sighed, and called him in the team channel: "Come here, he is dead."

In fact, even if he didn't say it, Ian would still be able to judge the result - but this did not reduce his shock in the slightest, and at the same time cast a shadow over his already doubtful heart.

Ordinary soldiers would not be so decisive at all. How much conspiracy is brewing in the Federation to use such dead soldiers as killers?

What is Xiao Luo's identity, and why... This person will chase after him with all his heart--the intention is too obvious, so obvious that he will not think in other directions at all.

Ian gritted his teeth, realizing his own weakness like never before.

What is one turn at the seventh level? Although it is already an unattainable height in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the upper class where there are so many masters, they don't even have any right to speak.

Compared with his own talent or hard work, he can achieve what he is today, relying more on his innate identity than his own talent or hard work.

A situation like today, if he is strong enough, how could it happen...

His Royal Highness almost got into the horns of self-doubt, but these entangled thoughts and emotions disappeared without a trace the moment he heard the voice of his sweetheart.

He rushed to Qin Jue's side with a "whoosh" and said like a cannonball: "Xiao Luo, is there anything wrong with you? That bastard didn't hurt you, did he? Oh my god, you must be scared... That idiot Andre actually Even people can't stop..."

"..." Qin Jue shook his head, and cast a small healing technique on him to calm his emotions, "Don't stir Ian, I'm fine."

How could he be all right?Ian clenched his fists—he was totally unreasonable under that blow, how could anyone be fine after facing life and death for a while...

If it wasn't for being on a dangerous battlefield, he would have wished to open the cockpit and hold the other party in his arms fiercely - as if only in this way could he be sure that he was really still there and gain some peace of mind.

Fortunately, he held back.

After this ups and downs, the battle with the three girls was over. They wanted to capture the hostile mech master like Ian did, but they only got two corpses who committed suicide by taking poison.

Everyone gathered together, feeling a little depressed.

"Hey, cheer up!" Qin Jue clapped his hands, trying to encourage his teammates, "They are our enemies, and if we can kill one of them now, it will weaken the Federation's strength, so there is nothing to worry about."

That being said, the enemies killed in frontal fights are obviously different from the captives who committed suicide by taking poison.

Qin Jue skipped the topic: "An Li, how is the contact with other contestants in the Empire Headquarters?"

Gu Anli entered a few commands at the end, and replied: "We are teammates, and the link is easier to establish... I have already set up a public channel, and you can talk or send messages in it."

"Very good," Qin Jue cleared his throat, "give me permission, the people of the federation have been organized, in order to win the game...or survive, we must have a plan for all members to cooperate."