The ending of the world and the fate of the universe may be determined by some great creatures at some point in the future, but if he does not do anything, his brother and other respectable and lovely mortals may be today--Looking at the battle situation on the surface of the planet, Lehman's mind was filled with such an enlightenment.

His brothers, those brave soldiers, have beautiful qualities. These brave and selfless soldiers are igniting their lives to protect their homes, turning their bodies into towering rocks, and resisting the ugly sea of ​​insects.

However, they will still fail and die. At the moment, it seems that the only way is to fire a wave cannon to completely smash the entire planet, and to destroy the queen of the swarm and his other daughter, along with the most core troops of the swarm - daughter, brother, several lives and many lives, which seems to be an unsolvable multiple-choice question.

Lehman felt a deep sense of powerlessness and an unexplainable confusion. It was also at this moment that Lehman felt a breeze blowing across his face, which made him raise his head, which had already been hanging deeply - where did the wind come from inside the closed warship?

There was no wind. The sensor told Lehman that there was no breeze on the bridge, but Lehman just felt a breeze blowing through his body. Just when he was wondering what was going on, the wind of energy that blew through the gaps in the universe began to shatter the world in front of Lehman.

Lehman looked at the world in front of him like glass, shattering and falling off piece by piece, and finally disappeared without a trace. In the blink of an eye, he was already in endless darkness. In this endless darkness, a little dim light quickly became brighter. Before Lehman could send out the roar of [Where am I?! Let me go back!], it turned into a courtyard made of light, and Lehman instantly came to the center of the courtyard.

He turned his head and saw that there seemed to be half a circle of strange creatures sitting around him.

The keywords are strange, and, biological.

Lehman could not describe these guys around him, because he clearly saw the guy sitting in front of him. The one in the middle of the seven creatures was the familiar dragon he remembered, not the evil dragon that spits fire in his mouth, but the Chinese dragon he was more familiar with. Lehman felt that the seven creatures sitting around him in a semicircle were also very strange, because next to this dragon, next to a dragon, there was actually a small human woman sitting.

Or it could be said that it was a loli. This small woman has pink hair, beautiful bows on her hair, wearing a dress with complex and gorgeous styles, her legs are elegantly tilted, and a huge glowing longbow is placed on her knees.

Such a Luo Niang sat next to the divine dragon bathed in the golden divine light, and Lehman could only think of it as a weird one.

But why did this Luo Niang holding the longbow look so familiar? Lehman felt a strange sense of familiarity. Just as he was about to scratch his head, the Luo Niang spoke. The gentle and soft voice suddenly made the strange feeling in Lehman's heart disappear invisible:

"Welcome, Lehman, or, I should say, the cosmic corpus."

Hearing this sentence, Lehman felt a brief strange moment in his consciousness - who was the person in front of him and why did he know his identity? In an instant, he had the urge to exclaim, but this weirdness and impulse disappeared invisible in the next moment. He only felt a cold wave gushing through his consciousness. If the impulse in his heart before was like the waves above the sea, the cold wave was like an extremely cold cold current...

In an instant, the surging ocean freezes into a still ice surface.

And in the next moment, Lehman felt that he was uncontrollably expressing a respectful thought to the girl holding a long bow in front of him:

"Salute to you, the symbol of hope, the desperate redeemer."

Looking at Lehman like this, a look of admiration flashed in the goddess's golden divine eyes, and she nodded gently to Lehman.

Wait, who she is, the symbol of hope, what is the desperate redeemer? A brief strange surge in Lehman's heart, and then was smoothed by the cold fluctuations again. At this moment, the dragon lingering in the seat of the glitter also spoke:

"Not long ago, I was wondering what the surprise he was talking about. I didn't expect it to be your awakening. It's been so long that you found the answer?"

"Salute to you, the real dragon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lehman began to contradict himself again - what exactly is this dragon, what is the real dragon, is there a fake dragon, etc. Why do I know these things? Wait, what's going on?

"You scared him," the human, who was sitting upright on the tall throne, wrapped in golden armor, spoke, "Don't be too hasty, the real dragon."

"Say hello to you, the holy emperor, the incarnation of loyalty and steadfast."

After saying this, Lehman no longer wanted to know why he said that. He always felt that the feeling that he could not control his mouth was like the one in the past few years. He always felt that he knew something, and then he said it uncontrollably. However, at this moment, something in his soul was cold, as if something was absolutely zero and was constantly fighting with his impulse, so that he would not feel too weird.

"What do you think about everything right now?" Before Lehman could have any thoughts, as the golden light flashed in the true dragon's eyes, Lehman found images of two planets under his feet. Then as the images quickly approached, the battlefields of the battleship girls who fought desperately on Changping and the human soldiers fighting to the death on Shangdang Star appeared in front of Lehman.

In Lehman's vision, a small team of marines were lined up and charging towards the swarm of insects. The leading soldier looked almost middle-aged. Under the shadow of the open mask, Lehman saw that the face decorated with smoke and blood was as hard as a rock. He could only see that the lips, which were cut and chiseled, seemed to be moving gently.

What is he talking about?

Just as this thought flowed through his mind, he found a desolate and distant man's voice, which directly penetrated into his consciousness, and the male voice was singing softly:

Ah, Slow, my hometown

You are so far away from me

The world is ahead of me

There seems to be a road of tens of thousands

But at this moment

Through the shadow of death, I can only see one clearly

Guide me through the shadow of death

Arriving at the end of the night

Until the rising sun rises and the haze disappears

Until the rising sun rises and the haze disappears

"These warriors are about to die," at this moment, the voice of a true dragon came to Lehman's ears, "Their weapons will be exhausted, their armor will be penetrated, their blood will be drained, and their flesh will be swallowed---------Death. This is the ending that these warriors are about to face. Do you know why?"

"But because they have no hope?" The young goddess sitting on the side of the True Dragon asked.

How could these soldiers be fighting without hope? If they weren't hopeful, they would probably not be able to stand on such a desperate battlefield at all... Thinking of this, Lehman shook his head.

"But they are not loyal enough, not firm enough?" The emperor, who was sitting on the other side of the real dragon, also asked.

No, of course they are loyal, loyal to the world that gave birth to them, loyal to humanity, and their will is extremely firm... Lehman shook his head again.

"So, is it because they lack courage in their hearts?" asked the man with hair like a lion's mane sitting next to the emperor.

The courage in these soldiers was high, otherwise how could they still charge against the situation of death...

"Strength is strength. Faith and quality alone cannot save the world. Without strength, evil will defeat justice. The reason why justice can win is not because of justice itself, but because justice holds stronger power, that's all," after Lehman shook his head again, the True Dragon spoke again, "They will die not because they do not have noble qualities, not because they are not righteous enough, but because they have no power!"

Hearing this, Lehman felt a trance. The strange fluctuation in his heart that had been suppressing something like absolute zero degrees, suddenly disappeared. With the disappearance of this frozen fluctuation, Lehman felt that there was a magma-like primitive impulse in his heart, which made him roar:

"Then, give them strength. If the demons can bring down evil blessings from the evil thoughts in the hearts of living beings, why, as guardians, we cannot give the righteous fangs to resist darkness because of their noble qualities?!"

"All strength comes at a price, the limit of muscles, the density of bones, and the strength of the soul. The creatures who have not been trained step by step cannot withstand the infusion of strength," the emperor responded calmly to Lehman's roar, "Look at this warrior, he has received my blessing, but he has not been trained and prepared enough, but after a very short period of time, he can't bear it."

After saying that, Nie Zheng, after killing the terrifying Klingon Berserker King, stood in a coma, and then appeared in front of Lehman's eyes. What followed was the words of the goddess:

"Demon Gods and evil gods, their powers naturally have to pay a price. You understand what those prices are."

"Is it a sin to be weak?"

"Far, weak is just a state," Zhenlong suddenly cursed when he heard Lehman's question, "Weak is not a sin. Those who are guilty of being strong people who turn a blind eye to the weak, and those who are guilty of relying on their strength to bully the weak!"

"Then do something!!!"

“As I said before, getting strength requires paying the price.”

"So, I will pay the price, and I can afford it as much as I can!"

"How much do you want to pay?" The true dragon suddenly appeared in front of Lehman, and the golden longan stared at Lehman tightly.
Chapter completed!