Allegiance?

Zhang Yuan never thought about this guy's allegiance. In his opinion, Dallas is just a poisonous snake. If you let him go now, what awaits him in the future is the backlash of the poisonous snake.

So, when he heard Dallas's words, he had no trouble in his heart. He had a way to deal with this guy, but he would not change it because of this guy's words.

Controlling the mecha took a step forward, bent down, and reached out to pinch Dallas's body into the mechanical palm. The mecha had tens of thousands of horsepower, and no matter how strong the human body was, it was already amazing to have more than one horsepower. In the face of this crushing mechanical force, Dallas had no chance.

His body was motionless and allowed the angel to grab it, for fear that his small move would cause an excessive reaction from his opponent. Whenever the power of the mechanical palm was tighter, his soul would return to the sky.

Zhang Yuan walked to the mecha in Dallas again. The Jade Dragon Sword waved a few times, and the "ding-dang" sounded a few times, and the mecha was dismantled eight pieces. On the entire mecha, except for the rhodium magnetic engine still intact, everything else was broken into pieces.

Putting away the rhodium magnetic engine and debris, Zhang Yuan grabbed Dallas and walked towards the direction of the Sande Lord of South Korea.

Dallas had guessed Zhang Yuan’s thoughts. He was a little panicked and said, “Zhang Yuan, your idea was very wrong. If you stay in the Kansas planet, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with Han Sande. He will definitely not agree to release Lu Meng.”

Zhang Yuan was unmoved.

Seeing that the distance between Bai Angel and Han Sande's Empire Knight was less than 20 kilometers, Dallas's speaking speed became more and more urgent: "Listen, boy, if you can let me go, I will tell you how to use the Desperate Skull. This thing can bring you invincible power!"

Zhang Yuan paused: "Invincible power? Then how did you lose?"

Dallas's face suddenly showed a look of embarrassment. He laughed dryly and said, "That was just a careless moment. You must understand that the despair skull can absorb spiritual power from resentment. Some of these spiritual powers will be purified and become pure spiritual energy for users to improve their power, while the other part of the residue will be made into resentful souls. A single resentful soul is not strong, but thousands, even millions of resentful souls can almost destroy a planet! Think about it, what a great power is this?"

Zhang Yuan felt a little moved when he heard this, and his steps slowed down slightly: "It sounds very interesting. Is this thing of the product useful?"

"Of course there is." Dallas saw Zhang Yuan reacting and was greatly energetic and continued: "In fact, the most essential function of this thing is the energy core of a God of War mecha! It can automatically absorb energy from the surrounding environment and store it. Its total storage capacity is equivalent to 1,000 times the core energy of the Doomsday mecha. With so much energy, you don't have to consider the energy consumption when driving the Doomsday mecha."

Hearing these abilities, Zhang Yuan was moved. He was not interested in the power that the Desperate Skull now showed. What made him moved was the various technologies contained in the Desperate Skull.

Purification of complex spirits, automatic charging, and super-large energy storage. These three technologies are exactly the power Zhang Yuan wants the most. What he wants to do most now is to find a quiet corner, disassemble the desperate skull, and immerse himself in his mind to study the high technology contained in the skull.

But Zhang Yuan also knew that such top interstellar technology would be very difficult and obscure. If Dallas could explain the specific usage of this desperate skull to him, even if it was just some shallow fur, it would help Zhang Yuan avoid many detours.

These considerations flashed through Zhang Yuan's mind. He weighed the pros and cons for about half a minute, and then shook his head: "What you said makes sense, but I can't believe you."

After saying that, Zhang Yuan accelerated his speed and rushed towards the direction where South Korea Sande was.

When Dallas saw him like this, he knew that the persuasion had failed. He had a gloomy face and fell into silence.

About half an hour later, Zhang Yuan arrived in front of the Kansas Grand Lord Han Sande. Han Sande had already crawled out of the pit. He even changed himself to a mecha. Judging from the mental fluctuations emitted from the mecha, this was also a doomsday-class mecha, and its performance was not much weaker than the Imperial Knight he drove before.

There are hundreds of Tiger God Guard warriors surrounding Han Sande. There are 4 warships floating in the surrounding sky. Each warship is on alert and can launch an attack at any time.

As long as Zhang Yuan changes abnormally, Han Sande and his soldiers will definitely attack immediately.

Along one kilometer, Zhang Yuan controlled the White Angel Mecha to slow down the speed. In the end, he reduced the speed to 10 meters per second. After more than a minute, he reached 300 meters ahead of Han Sande.

He stopped and a sound came from the mecha speaker: "Grand Lord, I have been lucky enough to capture Dallas."

Han Sande breathed a sigh of relief. The people of the Apostles of Light are still trustworthy. Now that he defeated Dallas, he saved the Kansas planet, which really helped him a lot.

He was very shocked by Zhang Yuan's combat power. Now when he saw this angel up close, he still felt unbelievable: "It's incredible that such a young man can defeat the sunshine demon."

He spoke, "Thank you very much, holy warrior, for you have gained my friendship."

Han Sande's voice was a little hoarse. The pain of being passed through his body by the resentful soul was still there. Although he had changed to a new mecha, his penetration was very weak and his combat power was less than 10% of his usual life.

Zhang Yuan put Dallas on the ground and said, "According to the agreement between Al and you, Dallas will be handed over to you."

These words made Han Sande look a ferocious smile on his face. His eyes were staring at Dallas, which had been deprived of mechas, just like looking at a lamb to be slaughtered. He had a thousand and ten thousand ways to torture this guy, and he wanted to let him taste the taste of life worse than death.

"Thank you so much."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan continued: "But this is an agreement between Al and you, and it has nothing to do with me. If you want me to hand him over to you, you need additional conditions."

Han Sande was stunned. He felt a little strange, because the Apostle of Light could judge the demons and never gave any conditions. If it were Al, he would definitely be angry now, but he was a little confused about Zhang Yuan's personality, and this guy's combat power was really strong, so he dared not challenge himself.

After a few seconds of silence, he spoke, "What do you want?"

Zhang Yuan stretched out a mechanical arm and grabbed the head of Dallas with a depressed face to prevent him from running around. At the same time, he said: "I will hand him over to you 200 kilograms of high-quality fluorescent jade and the rebel war criminal Lu Meng you captured."

Han Sande was angry: "Do you want too many people?"

What's the difference between this and blackmail? Is this still a jihadist of the Apostles of Light? Such a style of conduct is completely an interstellar mercenary.

If he needed some rewards, he would give it even if it was a star shield worth more than one billion, but what he wanted now was an ore of more than 5 billion star shields, and a rebel leader would have to add. What was he trying to do?

As soon as he got angry, the Tiger God Guards, the battleships in the sky, and the planetary orbital cannons around him that had recovered their combat effectiveness in space were all aimed at Zhang Yuan. As long as he gave his order, Zhang Yuan would become the target of public criticism.

Zhang Yuan was not afraid. Dallas was able to ignore everyone's attacks and fight Al on the ground, so he could do this, and his opponent Han Sande is almost a useless person now.

He controlled the mecha's mechanical arm and pulled Dallas back to capture: "If you don't want to, then I can only take him away. I think Dallas will definitely give me a lot of ransom to redeem his own freedom."

It is true that he was shocked by Al before, but Zhang Yuan is not a jihadist and will not follow the rules and regulations of jihadists. If Dallas really gives enough conditions, he is really willing to let him go. Of course, before he releases people, he will depose the power of evil in Dallas and make him peacefully become an ordinary person.

On the planet of Kansas, Han Sande has always been the only one. It would be fine if he was threatened by Dallas before, but now he is threatened by Zhang Yuan to negotiate terms. He is angry, but due to Zhang Yuan's combat effectiveness, he forced himself to endure it, but his tone is already cold: "Young man, if you do this, not only violate the rules of the Apostles of Light, but you are also challenging me. Do you really think you can bring Dallas out of the Kansas planet?"

Zhang Yuan smiled faintly: "You can try it and see if the soldiers around you can help you stop me."

Han Sande was stunned. He was also a very powerful man. He knew that Zhang Yuan's words were true, and even if he got angry, he might be in danger of his life.

These considerations flashed through his mind, and he sneered: "Okay, okay, young man, you have caused great trouble today. The Apostle of Light will know that you are a traitor, and I'm afraid you will send someone to chase you day and night. I see when you can be proud!"

"This is not a problem for you. If you agree to my conditions, then hand over the person and deliver the goods."

With his current power, the pursuit of the Apostle of Light is no big deal. Besides, he did not do anything that was angry with heaven and people. The Apostle of Light does not have the need to mobilize all its troops to chase him.

Han Sande had no choice but to open his personal communication and contact Aurora City to get ransom and release the person. About half an hour later, Lu Meng and a box with alloy locks on his body were brought over by a transport spacecraft.

Zhang Yuan looked at Lu Meng and saw that although her body was a little injured, her mental state was still good. He felt relieved: "Removing the lock."

"Click~Click~" Han Sande's people immediately did it.

"Lord, bring people here."

Han Sande waved his hand, and a soldier pulled Lu to dream of Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan asked in a low voice: "How about your physical injury?"

Lu Meng was very curious about the specific process, but she knew that it was not a good time to ask. She tampered with her and smiled and said, "My injury is nothing serious, it's healed."

"Is the mecha still there?"

“Still here.”

"Very good, you're driving the mecha now and waiting for me in space."

Lu Meng nodded, took out the Dark Night Princess, activated the space force field engine, and soared all the way. About half an hour later, Lu Meng heard from her that she had arrived in outer space and had left the Kansas planetary defense circle.

Zhang Yuan then let go of Dallas in his hand and took the fluorescent jade ore. At the same time, Han Sande's men took Dallas away, he suddenly drew his sword, and the tip of the huge Jade Dragon Sword gently stabbed Dallas in the back.

‘Vomit~’ Dallas suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. Although it seemed that it was just a slight stab, the mecha was so powerful that it shook Dallas' spine into powder, and the internal organs were damaged on a large scale.

Dallas' body is completely useless. He can do it if he wants to restore his strength, but that will happen at least ten years later, and he has to escape from Han Sande first.

"Lord, if rescue is timely, Dallas should be alive. Whether to rescue it depends on yourself."

Han Sande was in a bad mood. He waved his hand and said to the doctor who was accompanying the team: "Save him quickly."

He didn't want Dallas to die so easily. He had to do some hard work on this guy.

"Boom~" Zhang Yuan drove the White Angel Mecha to the sky and soon disappeared into the sky.

Seeing him leave, Han Sande breathed a sigh of relief. He did not stop him because it made no sense except to anger the other party.

Zhang Yuan quickly met with Lu Meng in the sky. The two of them turned on the Dark Night Walker mode on the mecha, and flew over a cargo ship far away from Kansas, preparing to take a ride.

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang in Zhang Yuan's communication: "Zhang Yuan, I am a Black Crow."

"Well, are you still alive?" Zhang Yuan was slightly stunned. The Black Crow had not shown up. He always thought that this guy had died in Kansas Dungeon.
Chapter completed!