"There is progress-I think this will be the last one, but it will take a little while."
"Good" Lanuo didn’t ask again.
After temporarily ending a conversation, he took over the folding moon and his integration field, and quickly gave up the control of the facts. During the battle, the folding moon never did anything that made him feel offended, and there was no problem with their cooperation. He also thought about so many things in the interstellar battlefield and calmly harvested the distorted body.
The number of Wang-level distortion bodies is obviously less than that in those battlefronts he has seen before, which may be a good thing. The spiritual field expands like a sharp edge and there is no trace. Lano took a deep breath and finally relaxed a little.
The number of distorted bodies decreases.
It’s no longer the bloody purgatory that swarmed like a flood, but now it’s a little more encrypted than usual. Of course, they can’t take it lightly. Several experts have warned about it.
There will be no first wave at the peak of the distorted body, just like waves, unless you can really touch the end.
But it is also a good thing to have a break.
However, it is still a bit strange-the aberrant body is not an ordinary intelligent life. For the Kuroshio and the mad disaster behind the Kuroshio, the aberrant body is just pure consumption. There is no doubt that if the mad disaster mainly strikes back, then the best choice is to maintain the highest density state without stopping, instead of attacking wave after wave as it is now.
As they guess, there are limits to the mad disaster, and so is Kuroshio-although Lano is unwilling to make an overly optimistic assumption, it should be a denial of fact.
This will certainly be a good thing for them.
And he thought that he had only met the madman once, and his face sank for a moment before he eased up for a while.
There are reports in different frequency bands.
"The state of emergency is lifted," Lanno also said.
The difference is that he can get more information-after all, he is also one of the supreme commanders of the interstellar battlefield.
After the support was distributed and quickly put in place, the war progressed rapidly, whether positive or negative.
"I’m applying for a shift change." Lanno contacted the headquarters.
"reason"
"I will go to the enemy-occupied area. It is enough to have a high-level fantasy species here."
There seems to be a brief silence for a moment, and then there is a calm sound of Lanchen on the other side.
"approval"
The inner sanctum sat opposite Lanchen, and the federal generals saw his one eye.
Of course, when they were busy, they had time to think about it, but he happened to see the Duke of the Holy Dragon move his lips for a short time-and finally he didn’t say anything.
When I look at it again, it’s like his illusion. The dragon is calm and silent.
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He will come soon after the shift. Lano had a simple exchange with the one who succeeded him and was ready to leave here.
Only when he was away from home did he have some time to read the detailed battle reports and just got a cursory analysis. It will take a few months for a complete resumption of a war, and now it is good that they can have the battle reports.
But the bad news is still the majority.
Mainly the casualty list for the first time-there was a siren inside.
It should be Hista Lu Bu Shi. He is not very familiar with this name and the name behind it. The siren has a high degree of autonomy. It is mainly because Hista Lu Guan’s siren has no plan to take it over. There is no need unless Hista reveals that all his tentacles and brains are broken at the same time. There may be a little possibility of treason-and this troublesome thing is of course the best for him to do it himself.
But even so, Lano can’t take this name as a name.
There are many fantasy species on the list.
The elf empire lost a little more. They lost a high elf, which should be something that the elf empire has never experienced. It is also the first time in years that a high-level fantasy species has been killed.
That’s where Lennon is going.
He is not out of fear, but it will be a place where they must be prepared to face more casualties, which is closest to them, but he still feels that …
There can be no more things like this-there shouldn’t be so many.
Before reaching his destination, he found himself covered with a little cold temperature.
Looking at him, it seems that he is a little nervous, but he is still calm.
"Everyone has his own destiny," he said, which is not very qualified for comfort
"But … Wang is burdened with racial fate." Lano also said quietly.
He can’t say this to one of his subordinates. He can’t let them share their worries and take on more things, but I don’t know if he is worried about it if there is a broken moon in front of him.
It’s not that he’s not worried about folding the moon, but it’s hanging out … but it’s so close to him.
"I will be afraid that I will do something wrong …"
Is it worth this position?
It’s hard to believe in yourself forever, even if he never seems to hesitate or reveal these doubts. This is one of the most different places between him and the intelligent life of the best stars-
The sense of excess responsibility is really unlike those immortal beings who have something. Most of the time, they believe in limited responsibility, just like Xiang and Sonia in those days. Even though they performed their duties to support the whole empire, they didn’t do anything else.
The moon is silent, and the blue and golden eyes seem to be a little distant, as if I don’t know what I think. Finally, he gently said, "Hathaway doesn’t think so."
It took Lano a while to react. This is the first crown of the siren empire.
"Fate choice is mutual-Hathaway wouldn’t choose to wear a crown if it weren’t for racial conditions. She is the freest siren."
"Do you know her?"
"I witnessed her."
There are some confused eyes that are not like the female siren.
He has a bad memory, especially faces.
But it should be very bright. It’s not the same as the one in front of him … It’s …
As he stared, he grew a little longer and found himself glared at.
"I see." Lano didn’t pat his hand in the face a little bit.