On the bridge of the Heart of Hatred, the officer waited patiently, and everyone was like that. The mortals who were recruited were once thousands of believers in that extremely glorious religious world, but now they gathered in Here formed the "Gamaluo Tribe", a force of revenge.
They were taught that the Phantom Warriors were gods, harbingers of knowledge and enlightenment amid the twilight of ignorance and blind obedience.
Each Karmalo tribe is divided into upper and lower parts, that is, the smaller elites use red flames as their flags and the white-maned horses as their stripes, while the larger cannon fodders use black water stripes as their banners and white-hoofed leopards. The tattoo is a horse.
"If you knew this, you would have turned into ashes now, so go do your thing."
The officer bowed deeply and retired.
The other crew members were also quiet and busy with other matters in the devil's stomach-like cabin in an orderly manner. The messengers in blood-red uniforms conveyed daily orders to the guards at their posts, and there were gentle echoes on the marble floor.
Stretching lines of brass adorn the tall viewing windows, those made of clear crystal glass.
The low and roaring engine sound of the Heart of Hatred mixed with other soft noises to form a symphony of blooming flowers.
Garmo Zejie scanned everything in front of him, thinking about all the conspiracies and plans, trying to make them foolproof before he himself intervened in the ground conflict on Pai Mao.
The curve of the planet has been captured by the instrument, and is suspended low in the observation mirror below the starboard side. Although there are so many bloody storms inside and outside it, it still looks so peaceful and still.
Once again, the former Soul Drinker Librarian felt that feeling, an urgent burning itch that made the skin all over his body tremble like waves.
So he eagerly threw his head back, sweating profusely, and the sweat tightly wrapped every inch and every ounce of his body like it penetrated into silk robes and armor.
He looked back warily to see if anyone had noticed.
The crew seemed unaware of this and were still busy with what they were doing.
Then he carefully and slowly stretched his hand to his neck, stroking the place where his soft skin rubbed against the collar of the armor.
This increasingly mysterious whirlpool is brewing there, carrying the mysteries of curse and destruction.
Snow Lotus Blade, Snow Lotus Blade, if he can't retrieve that thing, then the power accumulated in his body will eventually lead to his destruction.
Realizing that he was afraid, Garmo Zejie retracted his hand and frowned tightly.
He can definitely overcome this.
"I hate you."
He squirmed his brass-decorated lips and stared at the Death Star, which was silent and floating dully in the observation window.
"This is what you forced us to be, this is what you did to us."
While muttering to himself, Garmo Zejie suddenly stood up from the command seat, holding his helmet tightly, completely ignoring the crew around him. At the same time, his purple eyes became dim, and his mood suddenly changed in an instant.
"It's ridiculous. You want to cleanse yourself of the corruption and stains, but you won't succeed, Soshyan, you won't succeed."
He cursed and gasped.
"We will stop you, leave you flawed, just like us, leave you broken, just like us, and when the end comes, you will be weak and helpless to face the Destroyer of Destiny. ——”
Garmo Zejie lowered his head, and at that moment, he thought about what was driving his anger.
"Legion 11, you—will be just like us."
He breathed heavily and whispered in a voice only he could hear.
At this time, he suddenly noticed something and turned his head.
Tubek, who had only a thousand words, was walking out of the gate that opened not far away, holding a round black crystal in his right hand.
"The enemy has been dealt with?"
After Tubek arrived on the bridge, he glanced at the void outside the observation window.
"Solved, how are you doing there?"
"Hmph, that bastard of Yggethemon is so stinky after he took refuge with Abaddon. Say a few words to him as if I owe him. If he doesn't stay in front of me, I will definitely give him a slap in the face."
In fact, Igosemo and Tubek had quite a friendship. During the Great Expedition, they were members of the same society, and they had a good relationship with each other.
But everything ended when Tubek followed Ahriman and the Scarlet Letter Spell. The two had no contact for tens of thousands of years. Therefore, when Tubek found Igosemo, the other party thought he was the changeling in disguise. , what a scolding.
Of course Garmo Zejie knew this, but he didn't care about Qianzi's grudges.
"What did the other party say?"
"He agreed to help us get into orbit, but he wants you to see Abaddon as soon as you get to the surface."
"Will do."
"But do you really believe that guy? If he betrays us suddenly, people may be able to escape by then, but your ship will not be able to escape."
Tubek looked quite worried. This was not because he was timid, but because Garmozejie's plan was indeed very bold.
Under the watchful eyes of four battle groups and dozens of battleships, he would drive the Heart of Hatred to sneak into the orbit of the Rebellion Star, and then drop the landing craft.
If it had been anyone else, Tubek would have thought that person was looking for death.
Garmo Zejie was worried about this but just smiled.
"He has no reason to betray us, because we are the only reinforcements they can count on now. Baga is still playing hide and seek with the Imperial Navy with his fleet, fearing that he will not be able to take care of them."
"Anyway, as long as you have an idea, when will you start taking action?"
"Five hours later."
Garmo Zejie is quite confident in this operation, because he has a capable helper. Not to mention whether the helper is strong or not, but he has extremely strong camouflage ability, which can temporarily make this giant ship stand out from the enemy. Disappear in eyes.
All he needs is the cooperation of the ground of Pai Shang to interfere with the planet's atmospheric signals to prevent them from being discovered by ground detectors when they land.
In Garmo Zejie's plan, secrecy is the most critical factor in the success of this operation.
"But I'm curious. The Empire has already taken over orbit. Why not just wipe out Abaddon and the planet?"
Hearing Tubek's words, Garmo Zejie showed a twisted smile.
"Because some of those imperial lackeys have selfish motives, and they cannot guarantee that wiping out the planet will eliminate Abaddon. Instead, they will make the subspace rift completely out of control."
"There is actually a crack in this place, and I passed by the Pandora Galaxy several times without noticing it."
Tuback muttered, confusion on his face.
"Not aware of it."
"Because something is covering this world."
But Garmozejie said the name.
"We can meet it when we arrive on the planet. Believe me, it will surprise us."
