Updated: 2012-08-22

Planet Sakun, the first marshal.

The Eighth Army God, famous in the Federation.

The only eleven crystals on the planet Sakun, the God-level gene warrior.

One of the thousands of marquises in the Federation, and the bloodline of the four famous sects.

Titles and halos are taken out at random, and they can revive the entire universe.

But now...

The execution in Lar's mouth is simple.

However, the meaning is extremely profound.

It represents too much, too much.

The chips in the brain core are a bit overheated, but there is a logical error in the memory computing scale of the optical brain?

When the beautiful servant has no idea how to determine whether his master's words were accurate or whether there was a tongue error.

A strange spider with sixteen-legged limbs appeared out of thin air.

The dark brown back opens, revealing a golden button.

There are five stars above the button.

Everything is clear.

No errors.

The master's words meant.

The five-star spider is the highest-level command tiger talisman for Lar.

"But why did it appear in front of me?"

Looking at the spider flashing in front of him, the beautiful servant looked up at the man on the high throne. Suddenly, the world seemed to be a little unreal.

Nodded slightly.

This is a man's affirmation.

My body began to tremble, my heart began to pound wildly, and my slender and white fingers stretched out toward the five-star button that should not have been touched by myself.

Pressing this button is the end of a generation of powerful figures.

Rumat, this great man who is above and extremely noble, and whose status is tens of millions of times higher than himself, his life and everything about him is under his fingertips?

Just press it gently...

At this moment, Wuming's heat spread throughout his body, his body's trembling was uncontrollable, and his light fingers became a little heavy.

In the silent hall, the heavy breathing sound was a little harsh.

"Well, it's too long!"

Suddenly, the beautiful servant found out that he had made a mistake he shouldn't have made.

A qualified attendant should never take more than three seconds to execute the master's orders.

But now, the time is definitely not three seconds.

Fear surged like a tide, and the instinctive remedy of the blank brain.

The white and slender fingers fell instinctively.

The sound of a crisp switch pressing down made the world return to normal again.

“Lord!”

A hoarse voice came from the spider.

Somewhat unexpected.

However, the attendant spoke. After a few seconds of brewing and imagining various elegant words, the attendant used the most clumsy words.

"Well, the Lord ordered Rumat to be executed!"

"I'm so stupid!"

Just after he finished speaking, the beautiful servant blamed himself in his heart. How could he use such a clumsy stuttering sentence in his life?

Above the delicate face, various expressions appeared.

A moment of silence and a moment of silence illustrate the surprise and shock on the other side of the phone.

However, this accident and shock lasted for only ten seconds, a hoarse answer that was like the autumn wind blowing across the sand had already arrived.

"yes!"

Such a simple answer, such a decisive obedience without asking, such a simple decisive answer to accept unfinished tasks?

That is a level 11 god-level warrior.

The god level is already heaven.

The God’s superior is heaven and heaven!

Just as the beautiful servant was wandering around in his mind, a huge explosion sounded from the sky.

That is the location of the marshal's camp.

The golden ship began to take off, the mecha began to sail out, and countless lights and shadows began to meet.

However, this time the intersection occurs between the same organisms.

Of course Rumat would not surrender and wait for death.

Resistance, no surprise.

The Palace of Gold has a good view, and the rebellion in the distance is naturally extremely clear.

Time is like fine sand, bit by bit, never tired.

The beating in the chest began to be rapid, and the thin beads of sweat began to seep out, almost in a flash. The beautiful eyes of the servant almost left the sky where the flames soared into the sky.

Is time slow or fast?

The attendant was completely unaware of it.

Now, there is only anxiety and irritability in the mind of the attendant, and a faint fear.

"Can the God-level warrior really defeat it?"

"What if Rumat fights here?"

...

Dingding Ding Ding...

"Hello……"

Press the golden spider's turn on button again, and the beautiful servant listened quietly.

The scene behind him seemed to calm down quickly to set off the wonderful expression of the beautiful servant, and the explosion began to quiet, the light began to dim, and the damaged ships of gold began to shake and fall. As for the disappearance of those small figures, it would never be possible to recover.

"Master, Rumath is dead!"

The excitement, excitement, joy in the crisp sound was trembling, and a strange blush also rose above the delicate face.

However, when the answer from a somewhat boring man above the throne came, his excited and excited heart suddenly became a little depressed.

"Well, I understand, go down! I'm a little tired!"

Lar's words were so dull, as if he had just killed a god superior who was not holding heavy troops. That kind of dullness was completely a kind of looking down, and the god looked down at the ant.

At this moment, Lar's bloated figure became extremely distant and illusory in the eyes of the beautiful servant.

"Yes!... By the way, Lord, and..."

The attendant suddenly remembered that he had not reported the losses yet.

After Lar nodded gently, the attendant continued, "Master, during the suppression process, the fifth-level team lost two teams!"

Level 5 teams, there is really?

As the most loyal confidential attendant, for the fifth-level team, his database is just the simplest words, plus many question marks.

Even I don’t even know the number of level 5 teams and where they are located.

Therefore, in the entire staff, the level 5 team is just a joke.

This "don't exist" unit is just used as a topic of discussion in everyone's spare time.

But now, the facts have proved that the level 5 team does exist. Perhaps those legendary achievements of the fantasy are real?

Therefore, when reporting the loss, the attendant also looked at the change of Lar's expression with curiosity.

However, what disappointed the attendant, Lar's expression was still just plain and boring.

"knew!"

After a simple nod, the servant left with tactfulness.

Just when the attendant found the gate of the transparent main hall based on his feelings, he was about to open the transparent gate and leave.

A voice suddenly came from above the high throne, "By the way, I will carry out this prisoner selection in person?"

"Um?"

Too strange!

Captive selection is just the simplest job. Under normal circumstances, it is operated by the team selection officers of each unit.

With the illumination of the "Maya Potential Machine", everyone with the strength, talent, and potential are all clear at a glance.

Therefore, the selection and composition of the team is almost the simplest and most mechanical task.

And now, the orders of Lar on the throne are no longer strange, but are too weird, even weird.
Chapter completed!