Fengliang Xuewei

The suspenders of the dress slip loosely from the shoulders to the upper arms, and the soft fabric outlines a little ambiguous spring.Morgana was half lying on the bed in a lazy posture, but she was talking about serious topics.

"The Gluttonous Legion? Aren't they raiding all over the universe?" She turned over and said, "Yes, a group of powerful troops have appeared on every planet, and they really caused us some trouble... You have to send The Gluttonous Legion is here? I don't need your assistance right now...Are you looking down on me?" Her tone suddenly became sharp.

"Of course not," a light male voice came from the other end of the communication, "There is something I'm interested in in that galaxy."

Different from people's general imagination of the ugly or gloomy Karl, the god of death, the male voice on the other end of the communication is clear and ethereal, and it can even be called gentle, making it easy to outline that the person speaking on the other end should be a handsome and elegant man.It's just that the voice doesn't have any emotional temperature, it sounds like it's coming from another world.

"All the gluttons there are handed over to you to command, and Sperth is still yours."

"Also, I have prepared a 'gift' for you."

In the third month after the start of the war, the detailed plan for the scattered support of the Xiongbing Company was determined, and the instruments provided by Volovia were in place.In the early morning when the demons attacked in the future, Du Kao, Du Qiangwei and Ge Xiaolun saw off the supporting soldiers of the Xiongbing Company.

Because the devil's offensive and methods have not changed, and the information sent has always been that the devil is doing its best to deal with the angels and other planets, and the number of troops sent out has increased to [-]%.The climate in the Tengliu Plain is warm and humid. It has already started to snow in the capital at this time, but the temperature here has not dropped much, but the wind blowing at this time will be a little bit cool.However, the supposedly comfortable wind passed by, but it carried a special smell of gunpowder smoke, blood and demon corpses, which made people almost suffocate.

There is no longer the fertile and stable "Tengliu Plain". Like most of the territory of Speth, it has a unified name: the battlefield.

On the land riddled with holes, the mighty team was divided into small waves and disappeared in all directions.Walking through the wreckage of weapons and spaceships, looking at these broken metals left behind for a long time at the moment of destruction, at a certain moment, you will have the illusion that they are still billowing with gunpowder smoke, and the soldiers in black armor leave quietly, every inch of the soles of the shoes They are all lands that have been ruthlessly [ravaged][ravaged].

Qiangwei looked at those teams, and her heart skipped a beat. In this scene, it seemed that they disappeared because they were swallowed by the world, and once they left, they would never come back.

That's right, this is war, no matter how optimistic you are, how many will come back in the end?

"We are not strong enough," Ducao said seriously, "I may go back to the tower in a few days to have a look, and the research seems to have made new progress."

Qiangwei ignored him. If it wasn't necessary, she wouldn't have talked to Ducaodo, especially since he actually mentioned the tower this time.Ducao also seemed to be interested, and shut up after saying this.

A few days ago, the research team that had been near the tower carefully opened and cleaned a fragment of a mural they just found, lest the delicate color would peel off.When the mural was perfectly cleaned, impossible patterns were painted on the stone in bright colors, and everyone was stunned.

In the city-state of Mestanci, the high-ranking city lord listened to his subordinates report the detailed information of Cordis discovered in the past few days, and nodded slightly with a slightly satisfied majesty, showing the demeanor of a monarch.When he returned to his room, he took out the communication device Morgana gave him with a flattering face, and reported to the demon on the other end: "Super Seminary, on the snow mountain east of Kodis, there is a tall tower in the middle , they all came from there..."

Listening to his chaotic report, Morgana tapped the table with her right index finger rhythmically, frowning slightly, and in front of her was a detailed map of the Kodis area.

"Queen, Howl requests to communicate with you."

"Take it." Morgana cut off the voice of the city lord Mestanci on the other side, and watched the howling mechanical head of the leader of the gluttonous army appear on the screen.

"My god Karl told me to give you that gift as soon as I get near the demon army." Howl said, "Please use it with caution, it is extremely lethal, and it is a one-time item."

"Is this a weapon for me? How powerful is 'extremely lethal'?" Morgana's tone was not serious.

"This is the God-killing weapon cast by my god Karl himself," said the icy metal voice without ups and downs. "If you describe the power in detail, the impact error of that thing at high altitude does not exceed ten meters, and it cannot be dodged. It is powerful enough to melt Spers The highest peak."

"Fuck me, what kind of black technology is this?" Morgana said in surprise.But in his heart, he was thinking about Karl's implication behind the words of using the "highest peak" to measure power.

mountain peak?Super Seminary?Inexplicably, Morgana connected the information that Mestanci had just sent with this "gift".

"This Shenshenwu is not very stable, you should use it as soon as possible." Biting Howl finally warned.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you when it's time to use it." Morgana waved her hand a little impatiently, turned off the communication, and began to think seriously about the next action.

After a week.

Sperth, entering another continent for the first time.Qilin picked up the gun and blasted the last threatening demon sniper from a long distance. After a long battle, the index finger that pulled the trigger was still steady and powerful.

Liu Chuang laughed and praised, "Sister Qilin is really awesome", and chopped off a devil's wing with a flick of his hand, and the spurted blood splashed all over him.

In the north of the mainland, everyone stopped to take a rest.Yaowen condensed a few decent earthen houses, and called Rui Mengmeng to discuss things in the distance.Mengmeng trotted all the way, as if she was afraid that he would wait in a hurry, and she was still shouting "Come here, come here".

On the south side of the main road, Xin Zhao and the others struggled to deal with the third attacking demon team, exhausted physically and mentally.Looking up at Zhi Xin flying in the sky, the angel's silvery white wings reflect the glare of light and make the eyes ache slightly.Xin Zhao felt a little strange at this moment: fighting and killing enemies is a man's task, how can a girl be more fierce than him?

Whether smooth or difficult, they have just set off, and they still retain high enthusiasm and indestructible self-confidence.Unaware that the future quietly stretched out its long-planned claws, clasped everyone with long and sharp nails, pulled them in different directions, and at the same time, crushed them with the palm of their hands, from the inside out, from the body to the soul .

Ducao took one last look at Qiangwei before getting on the chariot: "I won't be away for a long time. When I'm away, you will temporarily take over the commander's task. Xiao Lun will assist you. We must ensure the stability of the battle." Within today He once said something with the same meaning twice, and repeating it three times is really unusual for Ducao's streamlined and capable military style.

In principle, even if Ducao leaves the base for a short time, he still retains all the rights and responsibilities of the commander-in-chief, but he temporarily handed over part of the power to Qiangwei on the grounds that the research of the tower is very important and cannot be distracted. .Of course, Qiangwei has received a lot of training in this area before, and basically there will be no problems. Although the prestige is lacking, it can be justified in a short time, but she still doesn't understand Ducao's intentions.

Ducao hadn't left yet, and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just lifted the brim of his hat in embarrassment, as if waving goodbye in disguise.Qiangwei watched with short-lived eyes, slowly frozen in the warm sun of Tengliu Plain.

Morgana connected to the communication with Biting Howl, called up a map of Sperth, pointed to a certain point on the map and said to the person on the other end of the communication: "I thank Carl for his kindness, but please send this gift to this place. It takes a little preparation time to start, right? Take your time, I'm not in a hurry."

At the same time, Ducao hadn't recovered from what he saw a few days ago, and repeatedly discussed with the researchers but still couldn't get any results.Tossing and turning during a certain break, I vaguely remembered the battlefield on the plain under the snow-capped mountains.Has the devil made any big moves these days?Can they handle it?Will Qiangwei be like herself who was unskilled many years ago, unable to make a decision in a short time, and unable to mediate the relationship with other generals?

He suddenly lost his sleepiness, put on his clothes, and returned to the ground without saying a word.The temperature of the snow-capped mountains at night was much lower than that of the day, and Ducao felt that his limbs were still stiff in an instant through the heavy clothes.The wind formed sharp and small ice cones to attack his body in turn, and he tightened his clothes and walked towards the tower with difficulty against the wind.He looked up inexplicably, and found that the stars had also been frozen into a quiet river, rolling into his eyes one by one.When Qiangwei was in the tower, did she also see such a beautiful starry sky?

The dignified General Curtis, Ducao, who has fought for half his life, actually wants to express his feelings to the starry sky above his head. I am afraid that he is crazy today.Ducao felt that he was completely abnormal now, and actually got up in the middle of the night to trek through the ice and snow, just to go to the tower...to see the place where Qiangwei once lived.

He began to consider whether to go back as he walked.

In the fierce ideological struggle, he had already stood at the foot of the divine tower, and he hesitated a little when he raised his hand to push the door, with a strange feeling of stage fright.

It was very dark in the tower, and Ducao realized that he did not bring a lamp.After groping for a while, I suddenly realized that I didn't know whether the structure of the tower was equipped with a lighting system.Not only that, too many things are unfamiliar, he doesn't even know which room Qiangwei lives in.Apart from serving some specific purposes, he rarely entered this tower.

Ducao smiled wryly, what are you doing here?I don't know where she lives, or what kind of life she lived in the tower.When she was a child, she was very busy and rarely accompanied her. She made such a decision when she was a little older, and she has been hated by her daughter ever since.Then there is the future planned for her, the empty shell created, and the war arranged, as if doing everything possible to use a person's life.

"War madman" is a nickname given by others, but he believes that he is indeed "crazy", crazy, calmly crazy, and will never regret the decision he made after weighing the pros and cons.

Only when no one notices, when his mind is empty like now, and when he relaxes slightly, he unintentionally thinks of Qiangwei, will he realize that it is necessary to make a choice, and this kind of rational decision is indeed very painful.

Ducao felt that his mind was not under control today, and he tried hard to tell himself that it was time to go, not to waste time in meaningless places.But the fact is that he has been fixed in that place in the divine tower for at least two hours, and the memories whizzing past in his mind are so fast that he has no time to identify them carefully.

Recalling too many details, he was sluggish for a long, long time, until a sudden sense of crisis hit him hard on the back of the head with a heavy hammer.

The author has something to say: the first bento in the full text, General Ducao, I am sorry for you (