After being captured by the old enemy

The location of this asteroid is quite hidden, and it is not marked on the star map. If you don't follow up, you may subconsciously ignore this place.

The battleship followed the starship and slowly landed on the ground.

The climate of this planet is quite bad, the yellow sand is long, there is a strong wind blowing from time to time, the sand and dust are blowing up, and there is no oasis at a glance.

As soon as Ji Xingjue stepped out of the battleship, he was hit face-to-face with sand, and said twice: "Putting the den in such a place, it seems that the situation is not good."

Another wave of yellow sand rolls in, Qi Qing blocks in front of him in time, and tilts his head: "Huh?"

"Since we have chosen this place to suffer, it is clear that most of the Holy Order's ruling class does not want to enjoy themselves. They want to kill humans—well, at least their desire to kill the empire and the alliance is true."

Ji Xingjue analyzed it logically, and didn't let Qi Qing shield him from the wind and sand. He stepped forward and walked side by side with him: "Since I approached this planet, the magnetic field has been disturbed, and my signal cannot be sent out. Is the locator you gave that friend still useful?"

Qi Qing had already sent a signal, and said lightly, "Probably."

"It's not good," Ji Xingjue rubbed his Adam's apple, but he didn't seem too scared, "then proceed with caution."

Qi Qing squinted her eyes: "They just disappeared in front."

There is still nothing in front of it, only a whirlpool of quicksand, flowing slowly with the wind.

Ji Xingjue bent down to pick up a stone, threw it in, watched the stone being swallowed by the vortex, and paused: "I have a small idea, which is more adventurous."

He smiled at Qi Qing: "Does Marshal dare?"

Qi Qing withdrew her observing gaze, raised her brows slightly, with an unconcealable arrogance: "Why don't you dare."

He approached the vortex: "I'll go down first, and I'll send you a message when I arrive."

Ji Xingjue was quick-eyed, grabbed his hand, and squeezed it tightly with a smile: "That's not okay, leave me alone, I will be scared."

Qi Qing: "..."

He looked a little stiffly at the clasped palms of the two, and pursed his lips: "... up to you."

The moment they approached the vortex and quicksand, a suction force came, and the support under their feet was completely lost, and the two of them fell straight down!

Qi Qing pulled Ji Xingjue closer to her with her backhand, and protected his head. The falling process was very short, and the sky spun for a while, and the two fell into another strange world.

This is an underground palace.

Protected by Qi Qing, Ji Xingjue fell on him, shook his head, supported his chest, straddled him, and looked around in the blink of an eye: "Hey, there seems to be no one there."

Qi Qing lay on the ground, stiff and didn't dare to move, the veins on her forehead twitched, and said sullenly: "Can you get up first and then talk?"

"It feels safe to sit on the Marshal." Ji Xingjue Shi Shiran got up, smiled and stretched out his hand to him, "Come on."

The hand in front of her is long and white, and it looks more suitable for twisting flower branches and slowly arranging flowers than holding a knife and gun.

Qi Qing didn't comment on his "sense of security", and held his hand without saying a word to use his strength to get up.

The place where the two of them fell was on the high altar. The farthest place was empty and lonely, without a trace of human voice. It seemed that this place had been abandoned for a long time.

The architectural style of the underground palace is very similar to that on the dark star, and it looks like it was built by a group of people.

"You can't come to the wrong place, right?" Ji Xingjue looked at the empty underground palace, frowned, and then quickly opened it, "Forget it, what if we fall down to meet us with a group of crazy saints , that's too much."

Next to it is the main hall, and I don't know what surprises are waiting inside.

Ji Xingjue and Qi Qing glanced at each other, and approached the main hall carefully.

The main hall looked like some kind of church. The two of them turned inside, and what they saw were hundreds of neat benches. Right in front of them was a huge sculpture, probably the "God of the End of the Universe" believed by the Holy Order. The statue lowered its head, looking gentle and holy, the facial features were not clearly carved, but Ji Xingjue raised his brows when he saw it.

At first glance, a strange familiarity came over him that made his heart skip a beat.

Take a closer look, and the sense of familiarity is gone.

He suppressed this strange feeling, and heard the rustling of footsteps.

The holy congregation that had disappeared before slowly walked into the main hall through the side door, and bowed their heads piously to pray under the sculpture. The leading man still did not take off his mask and hood, and stood aside, looking at the others.

Ji Xingjue saw something was wrong, leaned closer to Qi Qing, and said in a breathy voice: "Do you think that the person talking next to him looks like the real leader."

Qi Qing nodded, and looked at the mysterious person who was tightly wrapped.

Who would he and Ji Xingjue feel familiar with?

"Okay, we have completed the task entrusted by the Holy Son, it's time to go back and pay the errand."

After praying, the middle-aged man who had talked with Rune before spoke.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the others finally spoke out, and the words were full of worry and awe: "But we lost Neil Luthor, and I'm afraid we will be punished by the Holy Son."

"This star thief is really daring, dare to challenge the authority of the religious order."

"Stupid and ignorant just like his father," the middle-aged man snorted softly. "It is a great honor to receive the full support of the religious order and bask in the light of God. How dare you refuse us."

Hearing the condescending and arrogant evaluation of this group of Holy Orders, Ji Xingjue was a little stunned.

The Holy Order appeared in the Unbounded Star Sea more than ten years ago, brought advanced weapons and warships, and countless resources, and proposed cooperation.

Many star thieves were extremely greedy and wanted to agree immediately, but Neil's father, who was one of the biggest star thieves at the time, took the lead in refusing, offended the Holy Order, and died in a rebellion soon after.

It's under the Holy Order.

It seems that Neil and the Holy Order do have a deep blood feud.

... No wonder they continued to seek cooperation tirelessly after being hit by feelings of grief.

"By the way, Ji Xingjue has appeared on the front line, do you need to report to Lord Shengzi?"

The middle-aged man said: "No need, of course Lord Shengzi knows."

Ji Xingjue's breathing stagnated.

It is not so wonderful to hear such news from the saints.

I can also get some other information from the side: there are also eyeliners of the Holy Order in the army.

The chill in Qi Qing's eyes deepened.

Those people chatted a few more words in a leisurely manner, and the hooded man who had been silent all this time suddenly turned his head and looked straight at the place where the two were hiding.

The face of the middle-aged man changed: "Someone has followed!"

Several people immediately took out their guns and rushed towards this end.

Qi Qing's expression remained unchanged, and she kicked the seat in front of her viciously. The heavy bench flew into the air, but was caught firmly by the man in the hood and thrown aside.

Taking advantage of Qi Qing attracting attention from the front, Ji Xingjue walked around to the back, picked up a chair and slapped it hard.

A few screams immediately echoed in the hall. The middle-aged man reacted in time and jumped back. Before he could raise the gun, he was kicked far away by Ji Xingjue.

Seeing Ji Xingjue's face clearly, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and he quickly turned his head to look at Qi Qing who had already fought with the hooded man: "That's Qi Qing!"

He glanced at Ji Xingjue again, and gritted his teeth: "Retreat!"

Ji Xingjue smiled and said, "How can it be so easy?"

His strength is not as strong as that of Qi Qing, but he is extremely flexible and agile. The fierceness of his attack is completely opposite to his gentle face. He grabs a saint and twists it back. There is only a crisp click, and the saint screams in pain, The hand hangs limply in an abnormal arc, and falls to the ground.

The others were shocked and angry, but they seemed to be afraid of something and did not dare to raise their guns.

Ji Xingjue's smile remained unchanged: "Several, if you are afraid of your hands and feet, you will lose."

On the other side, Qi Qing had already pinned the hooded man to the ground, reaching out to lift his mask.

In an instant, the hooded man erupted with terrifying strength, his body seemed to be made of copper skin and iron bones instead of flesh and blood, and Qi Qing was suddenly thrown away.

Qi Qing's face darkened, and she spit out three words: "Reform people."

So worried about being seen by him, he was even more convinced that this reformed person must be someone both he and Ji Xingjue knew.

Over there, the middle-aged man who was forced to retreat by Ji Xingjue suddenly took out something, pressed it down, coldly glanced at the group of believers who had lost their mobility on the ground, and said sharply, "Go!"

The man in the hood immediately stopped fighting, and rushed towards the middle-aged man at an astonishingly fast speed, grabbing him and rushing towards the wall.

The moment the two of them got close to the stone wall, the mechanism clicked open, and then turned over again, and there was no trace on the wall.

Qi Qing and Ji Xingjue took a step too late, the thick stone wall was obviously impossible to open with brute force, and the organ did not know where to open it.

Ji Xingjue frowned, and was about to search the vicinity for any traces, when a strange sound suddenly came from outside the church.

Like footsteps, rustling, heavy and messy.

The next moment, the church door was slammed open.

Countless people poured in from the outside—it can’t be said that they are human beings. They do look like human beings, but their bodies are mixed with flesh and blood. With a mechanical head, underneath is a body of flesh and blood.

Like a group of experimental subjects whose transformation failed.

This group of experimental subjects has lost their human consciousness, controlled by the chips implanted in their bodies, rushing into the church. The saints whose hands and legs were broken by Ji Xingjue were still groaning in pain. Seeing this group of experimental subjects, they immediately screamed: "Don't... help, help!"

The sound of bone shattering was drowned out by the "crack" sound of the constantly pouring in experimental subjects walking, and the smell of blood escaped.

Apparently, the middle-aged man pressed the button before leaving, probably to wake up the group of experimental subjects, and to eliminate the group of people on the ground who might leak the secret.

It was too late to save people, Ji Xingjue let out a short "ha", gritted his teeth and said, "No wonder there is no sign of a living person here."

Qi Qing's face was extremely ugly: "These lunatics."

As the experimental subject approached, Qi Qing immediately swept away with one leg.

However, the experimental subjects continued to pour into the church outside the gate, almost filling the entire church. The strength of these experimental subjects was uneven, some were as powerful as a reformed person, and some were wobbly, almost unable to stand firmly.

The statue lowered its eyebrows in pity, looking at its followers, as if sighing.

I don't know how many are out there.

There is no way to leave the church at all, so the energy consumption will kill two people.

Ji Xingjue soon realized something was wrong.

These experimental subjects only attack Qi Qing.

He tried to stop and approached the experimental subject, but the experimental subject ignored him and rushed towards Qi Qing.

This realization did not make him happy.

Qi Qing also discovered this problem, and said decisively: "Look for the agency, and I will lure them away."

Ji Xingjue nodded: "Be careful."

Qi Qing led the group of walking corpses to the other side of the church. The surrounding area was empty, and Ji Xingjue immediately searched for the activation mechanism.

His eyes searched around inch by inch, and his eyes stopped on a stone pillar, the raised patterns on it were slightly different from those around it.

Ji Xingjue pressed firmly decisively, and amidst the booming sound, the stone wall slowly opened again.

He yelled over there: "Qi Qing!"

Qi Qing came in response, Ji Xingjue grabbed him, and before the army of experimental subjects rushed over, he slammed into the space behind the stone wall.

It was dark in front of the eyes, the voice of the experimental subject was isolated, and the ear suddenly became quiet.

Ji Xingjue's heartbeat was still a little fast, he gasped slightly, smelled a faint smell of blood, he took a breath, immediately turned on the light of the terminal, and raised his hand in a panic to touch Qi Qing: "Where is the injury?"

Qi Qing's whole body became stiff after being touched by him, she pressed his hand, and said in a low voice, "...No."

Ji Xingjue blinked, but still didn't quite believe it. In the dim light, he saw that there seemed to be blood on his neck. He reached out to wipe it, but instead of touching the wound, he touched Qi Qing's Adam's apple.

He clearly felt Qi Qing's Adam's apple rolled, and the vibration when he spoke was against the palm of his hand: "It's not my blood."

Ji Xingjue: "..."

Ji Xingjue withdrew his groping paws in embarrassment: "Why is it stained with blood?"

"I snatched a brain chip from an experimental subject." Qi Qing opened her clenched hands, and there was a piece of bloody chip lying inside, "It should be useful to you."

... At that time, you still have the mind to grab the chip.

Ji Xingjue couldn't laugh or cry.

He spread out his palms to take it, but Qi Qing blocked his hand, lowered his head, carefully wiped the blood on the chip with his clothes, and then gently put it in his hand.

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