Chapter 638 The Strongest Black Warrior

Wang Heng looked at Ada with anticipation and said, "Mr. Ada, what do you think? As long as you give orders, I will immediately lead these brothers under my command to rush into the imperial capital of the "Silver Empire" and destroy this imperial capital. At that time, I taught us not to be afraid of the enemy. The important thing is to take action first, kill all the enemies in one place, and destroy one-tenth of their possible counterattack ability and opportunity."

Wang Heng's words were full of heroism, Mingjing said excitedly: "Yes, Lord Ada, please give the order, just let us directly enter the 'imperial capital' and destroy the remaining two giants together. From now on, our black warriors will replace the empire and unify the world." When she said this, she was also full of excitement.

Zhang Kuo looked at them speechlessly, but Ada frowned slightly. She had been sleeping for thousands of years, knowing almost nothing about the world, and her strength had not been restored, and her memory was also very messy. Looking at the group of powerful beings in front of her, these people were naturally powerful, but the idea of ​​attacking the "Imperial Capital" in one fell swoop, destroying the "Silver Empire" and unifying the world, Ada has never thought of it now.

Seeing Ada's confusion, Zhang Kuo vaguely guessed that Ada should not remember what happened ten thousand years ago. In addition, she was in the seventh stage of growth. She did not have enough courage to control them at present, and could not propose an effective plan. After thinking about it, he said in a deep voice: "The fire meteor is emitted. In this world, only the alive black warriors should come. Now we are gathering here. Things have already happened. The important thing is to gather all the alive black warriors and then take a look behind them."

Zhang Kuo was originally the leader of the seventh squadron of the "Black Warrior". After the disbandment of the Black Warrior, he changed his identity and later joined the "Troy City" and served as the law enforcement chief. He can be said to be of high power. Compared with Mingjing and Wang Heng, he considered the issues more comprehensive and detailed. Of course, when it comes to his talent in combat, Wang Heng is definitely a genius and stronger than him.

Zhang Kuo's proposal immediately woke Mingjing and Wang Heng up. The black warriors who arrived now only had more than 1,000 people, and one thousand of them were brought by Wang Heng. The original black warriors had a total of 8,000 people. What about the other black warriors?

"Okay." Wang Heng looked up and saw that the fire meteor in the void began to gradually dim. He immediately pulled the lead of his fire meteor and put it on.

Each "fire meteor" can last for a long time before it slowly dimming. As the second "fire meteor" emerges, the dazzling red light in the sky shines again.

"We are waiting here for ten days. As long as we are still living in this world, even if we are at the farthest distance, we should arrive in ten days. Brothers who have not arrived in ten days... should... should..." Zhang Kuo said this, his voice suddenly became hoarse and low.

In addition to the 1,000 black warriors who were led by Wang Heng, the remaining 7,000 black warriors arrived overnight, and only about 500. Of course, among the 1,000 black warriors led by Wang Heng, the veteran black warriors who were 10,000 years ago were not even half.

All the black warriors temporarily settled in the "Hundred Clans and Clans". Once the "Fire Meteor" dimmed, someone shot out the Fire Meteor again, summoning other black warriors who were still alive in this world.

Ten days, how many real black warriors will be able to arrive in these ten days?

But he said that one of the three giants of the "Silver Empire", the highest leader of the commander of various major corpses, was destroyed by the "Black Flame Hell" joined forces with a thousand black warriors. Even he thought he would die. At that last moment, he only felt a shock in his mind. At that moment, his heart was filled with grief. After countless disasters, he finally achieved his identity and authority as the "Thunder King" today. Will he die in this way?

With despair and grief, Thunder King felt confused and soon knew nothing. In the end, what remained deep in his heart was endless unwillingness.

I don’t know how long it took, but with the infinite unwillingness of Thunder King’s consciousness, he actually woke up again.

When he opened his eyes, he found that there was a transparent glassware in front of him, and the glassware was filled with light golden juice.

"This...this is..." The Thunder King released his consciousness and soon noticed that he had only left a ball of white brain matter, soaked in the light golden juice of the glassware.

From the dullness just now, the Thunder King quickly woke up and thought of the last moment before he was unconscious. The black warriors in the sky joined forces to attack. That power, let alone the Thunder King, I am afraid that even a real god would not be able to withstand it. Originally, the Thunder King thought he would die, but he had never recovered his consciousness. Soon, he realized that it must be the last moment when someone came to save him.

"Who is it?" Although the Thunder King only had a ball of white brain, he could still make a sound. Soon he thought that this "glassware" was not unfamiliar with him. But in the past, he had soaked other people in it himself. He didn't expect that today, he would be soaked in it.

"King of Thunder, rest well, and soon your body will grow again." The response to Thunder King's call was a voice with a hint of old and calmness. This voice had a special calming power.

Hearing this voice, King Lei was shocked and said in a lost voice: "It's Wang An... no, it's the elder?" The voice hesitated slightly, and then continued: "At the last moment, is it the elder you saved me?"

"No." With this calm and old voice, what appeared in front of the glassware where the Thunder King was was a figure shrouded in a white robe.

The figure was wrapped in a gorgeous white robe, and she couldn't see her appearance clearly. She held a golden ball in her right hand that represented his authority. If you look closely, you can see that there was a striking number "2" engraved on the golden ball.

"The Thunder King is worthy of being the commander of the 72nd Corps. He is one of the three giants in my "Imperial Capital". His body was destroyed and he woke up so quickly." The gorgeous white robe held the golden ball, and his voice was filled with calmness and dullness. It was just that when he heard it in the Thunder King's ears, he felt that it was not a good feeling.

"Sir, with your strength, you can save me at that time, why didn't you take action to destroy these damn black warriors earlier? You want me to suffer such humiliation?" The Thunder King couldn't help but roar. Although he was saved, he felt endless unwillingness and anger.

Since the elder Wang An in front of him could rescue him, he must have been there long ago. Otherwise, it would be impossible to act at the last moment by coincidence. Since he had come early, why not take action earlier?

Faced with the roar of Thunder King, the existence wearing a gorgeous white robe, snorted slightly and yelled: "Thunder King, this is the decision of our 'Senior Council'. The black warrior was born and their mission is theirs. You will never allow you to intervene randomly. You should have reported this matter to our 'Senior Council', but you privately mobilized the corps and took action blindly, which caused a huge negative impact on our 'Silver Empire'. Can you afford this responsibility?"

The Thunder King was suffocated, and the elder in the gorgeous white robe suddenly slowed down: "I will take over this matter with all my power. You should rest here for a while. If you intervene randomly to destroy the overall situation and stability, the elders' meeting will never forgive you."

After saying this, the white-robed veteran turned around and left, leaving only the Thunder King in the glassware stunned.

The "Silver Empire" was divided into three giants, the Thunder King ruled the 72nd Corps, and the battles with the "Demon City" were all in charge. However, there was also a Senate Council within the "Empire", which could inspect the three giants and control their power. Even when necessary, the "Senate Council" had the power to sanction and remove the identity and status of the three giants.

Hearing the elder's scolding, although the Thunder King was full of reluctance, he had to endure the anger first. The most important thing now is to restore his strength first and then take the picture.

The white-robed veteran, holding a golden ball with the number "2" engraved on it, walked out, his figure floating, so fast that almost no one could capture his whereabouts.

I don’t know how long it took, but when he stopped again, he had already appeared in a mountain valley.

After sensing it first, when there was no trace around, the white-robed veteran took off his gorgeous white robe and revealed his true face.

This is a person who looks ordinary but doesn't seem to have much characteristics. Judging from his age, he is about forty years old, but his voice is very old, and his hair mixed with black and white seems to mark his life, which has experienced countless vicissitudes and hardships.

He rolled into the white robe and stuffed it into the storage bracelet worn on his left wrist, then slowly groped from it, with a solemn look on his face.

After a while, he took out a set of black armor from it.

Looking at this black suit, the elder of the "Silver Empire" showed an indescribable look of grimness in his face.

It has been ten thousand years, and even for those of them who can live long enough, it is a very long period of time.

"Hundred tribes fall", the "fire meteor" in the sky is still flashing, and scattered black warriors are still coming from all directions.

Among the former captain of the Black Warrior Eight, the third captain Wang Heng, the sixth captain Mingjing, the seventh captain Zhang Kuo, Qi Ming, Lin Yi and Mo Cheng and others, everyone gathered together and gathered around Ada and talked about what happened ten thousand years ago. Su Yu, Qin Jiagui, Qinghuang and others were also listening.

Su Yu and Qin Jiagui advanced to become silver warriors. They were originally excited, but suddenly, there was a big group of demigod powerhouses in front of them. The strength was too great, which made them feel quite speechless.

This upper realm is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and unfathomable.

As long as Su Yu thought about the 500 million volt super lightning shot that Thunder King, one of the three giants of the "Silver Empire", he couldn't help but sweat all over his back. He was too far from the level of these people, and he couldn't even be considered cannon fodder. However, he felt very vague about the level of these people's strength. From his perspective, each of these black warriors was very powerful, just like he first met the "artificial god" Xingyu.

In his sense, these demigods were very powerful, and they could destroy the world by raising their hands. Xingyu, the Golden Eagle-headed man, the Mayan Nine Pillar God, etc., seemed to be extremely powerful.

"But I don't know who is stronger among them." Su Yu thought.

At this moment, Ada started to ask about other captains.

Looking at the captains who appeared, Ada vaguely remembered them, but those who did not appear, Ada only felt the blankness in his memory and could not remember it. He couldn't help but ask. Qinghuang on the side was even more curious and interrupted and shouted: "Who is the most powerful among you black warriors?"

Although Qinghuang's insertion was very rude to them, fortunately, Qinghuang was a cute little girl, and no one scolded him. The 36th team leader Lin Yi smiled and said, "The most powerful one? Of course, those are our eight captains."

At that time, the eight thousand black warriors were divided into eight brigades, each with a captain, commanding one thousand people. Under the captain, there were ten brigades, each with a captain of one hundred people, and there was also a captain of one brigade. Lin Yi was the captain of the 36th brigade and belonged to the fourth brigade. He should be the leader of the fourth brigade. However, until now, the fourth brigade has not appeared.

For Su Yu, Qin Jiagui and others, who is the most powerful is also the topics they are interested in, so they all pay attention to it.

The seventh captain Zhang Kuo smiled and said, "If you talk about the most powerful black warriors you are here, then you can be considered our third captain Wang Heng."

"The strongest black warrior?" Qinghuang's eyes showed a look of admiration, looking at the third captain Wang Heng, who looked mediocre but had very sharp eyes.

Wang Heng glared at Zhang Kuo and said, "You kid, aren't you burying me?" Speaking of this, he looked at the "fire meteor" in the air and slowly said, "If you really want to talk about strength, among us black warriors, no one is more powerful than the eldest brother, the second brother and the eighth brother..."

Speaking of this, everyone around was silent and all looked up at the "fire meteor" in the sky.

These old black warriors all thought of the same problem. Why did the three most powerful black warriors not appear until now? Could it be... what happened to them? They dare not think about this problem any more.

Qinghuang has a straightforward personality. Because of this, she is not afraid of these powerful beings in front of her. She asked curiously: "Who are the eldest brother, second brother and eighth brother?"
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