Chapter 227

"What monster are you and why are you untouchable?"

Facing sevita's question, soshyan responded only with silence and walked towards each other with firm steps.

"Stop!"

The crow Prince shouted angrily, holding the long halberd in both hands, and the rotating chain saw halberd head pointed to soshyan.

"This is the last warning!"

"Sevita, you can't kill us at the same time."

Sol was also walking towards him, holding the sword flower in his hands.

"You can try."

When the two sides are at war and will enter the life and death struggle at any time, the star Whisperer in the life support cabin suddenly said in a painful voice:

"Those monsters... Are about to rush in."

With that, the display screen on one side of the survival cabin suddenly lit up, and then soshyan saw the scene of almin team fighting with gene thieves among the rubble and ruins all over the ground, several of whom had been obviously injured.

"Almine, they are in danger!"

Sevita glanced at the screen and sneered.

"You deserve it."

"What do you mean?"

"For hundreds of years, the insects have never found this place, and Atani disguised them with the spirit of the entrance, but today they smell the smell." *

Soshyan turned his head and looked at sol. He was worried about almin and them. Now the regiment can't afford the loss of a small team.

"They're looking for you."

Sol seemed unusually calm.

"From beginning to end, this is a trick they set up. They can't deal with you, so they want to introduce external forces to destroy you, or at least find you."

"You've become smarter, but not enough."

Sevita took a step forward.

"They have installed explosives in the surrounding rock strata. They can drown you here with a huge amount of groundwater and rocks at any time. If I hadn't sent someone to stop... But he can't stop it for long."

Then he put on an aggressive tone.

"Make a decision quickly, whether to continue fighting or everyone go their own way!"

"Sevita, even if we leave now, do you think we can stay here in the future?"

"It won't bother you, sol."

"If your 'old acquaintances', such as the dark angel, knew you were still alive, guess what they would do."

"I used to be afraid of Leon's cubs, but now I'm not afraid."

"But you can also consider my proposal."

"What?"

A mysterious smile appeared on Sol's face.

"Why don't we make a deal? You need a safe place and a lot of resources so that the star Whisperer can continue to survive, and we... Just need to find a place. One thing, the foreshadowing ability of the eighth Legion is very helpful to us."

Sevita narrowed her eyes, carefully looked at the person who was not familiar ten thousand years ago, and then said playfully:

"Are you really sol tavez, the son of the emperor? I always think you're like another guy in his skin."

"So your choice is."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm not a prophet and I don't really have the ability to inherit my unlucky father."

"But you know where the prophet who really inherits the foreshadowing power is and how to find him, don't you?"

"He is a traitor!"

Suddenly, soshyang made a voice and interrupted their conversation.

"Instructor sol, this is a matter of principle. Forgive me, I can't compromise."

"It seems that your children are not interested in your proposal."

But Sol's expression was not surprised. He seemed to know this would happen.

"Believe me, soshyan, the foreshadowing ability of the eighth Corps is very important to us."

"But we can't go astray for our goal."

"What does this have to do with deviance?"

Sol shrugged.

"We didn't do anything."

"You just suggested that we take in a traitor, a traitor who should be killed immediately. Even if he lives for a second, he despises loyalty!"

"This is the puppet emperor running dog I am familiar with."

Sevita breathed impatiently.

"We've wasted enough time, haven't we?"

"I think so, too."

Said soshyan gloomily.

The tension between the two is obvious. Although there are only three of them, they can still feel the cold before the storm.

"Some days."

Sol suddenly changed the subject.

"I thought that nothing we do can be free from curse."

"Curse? I never thought you loyalists had a suspicious soul."

"I haven't, but now I have to learn something new."

"But the situation hasn't changed, has it? After he left, what have you got by holding on for so long? You'd rather obey orders than sacrifice than really face the reality."

"This is the mission. When we become astat, we have no choice."

Sevita laughed sarcastically, without sympathy.

"You see, this is your old problem, even the primitives... Never see his mistakes, never step back, never stop, think about it, ask yourself - is that wise?"

His huge, hard hands folded on the metal pole.

"But he has been silent. Can you think about yourself now? That's what we need."

However, when he finally raised his eyes to look at the noble face, there was no anger, only a kind of reflection.

"We are all loyal people."

Sol said quietly.

"I am honest with you now, because you have been honest with me, and I still despise you betrayers. You put your will above your own judgment, so now I ask you the same question. Is that wise?"

Sevita stopped sneering.

"I can't answer you"

He said calmly:

"Since I first met you, commander of the eleventh company, you have never been very polite and will make your words mixed with contempt. Oh, you are very polite. I have never met such a humble soul, but it doesn't hurt me very much."

Between a heartbeat, the two stared at each other as if they were conducting some kind of hidden will test.

"However, the reality is still before us,"

Sol finally broke the deadlock.

"I'm here to discuss, not to argue. The wind that has been silent for ten thousand years will rise again. I'm here by no means occasionally. So are you here. You and I are all part of the storm sweeping the galaxy."

Sevita stared at the floor and folded her hands in a meditative state.

"I have three conditions."

Then he raised his head, but looked at soshyan.

"First, I will not be loyal to anyone, nor will I fight for anyone, including the Lord of rotten corpses. When I think I can leave, I will not say hello to you."

Soshyan didn't give him any response, just looked at him quietly.

"Second, I will help you find the prophet, but I am not responsible for persuading you whether he helps you or not."

Sol nodded.

"OK."

"Third..."

Sevita glanced back at the life support module.

"She has never betrayed your empire. If... One day I leave, please protect her. Believe me, she must be the most powerful star Whisperer you can meet. Compared with what you have paid, she is definitely worth more."

"Yago -"

After a long silence, soshyan promised:

"Well, I promise you... But, traitor Yago savitalion, I swear that you may be late for your trial, but you will never be absent."

"Then I'll wait."