Chapter 689

"Political commissar, with all due respect, how long do you think the nest can last?"

Belfgan's voice was very silky, like honey. Alec was not sure whether the other party had used psionics. Dealing with a wizard always made him feel uneasy.

"I answered similar questions a long time ago."

Eric sighed and held the cup. The heat in the cup enveloped his face.

"To be honest, I don't know. It may be a week, it may be two or three days, or we can't hold on tonight."

"In fact, you persisted for six months."

"Well... Every day when I open my eyes, I feel that this may be the last day. There is almost no good news. Either here is lost or there is surrounded. We are like standing on the edge of a cliff. We only need a wind to fall into the abyss."

"Yes, despair is the most terrible chronic poison."

Belfgan put the teacup to his mouth, and Eric noticed that the lower part of the other party's face could move.

"Do you want to hear my story?"

"If you like."

Belfgang, born in a family of ordinary civil servants in Hades, his father has been working for the Ministry of the interior. When he grows up, he should also take over his father's work.

His original life was very simple, very ordinary and very boring, until one day when he was 15, after an accidental drunkenness, his talent woke up.

It was a terrible accident. When he woke up, the neighborhood where his family lived, including his parents, had been reduced to ashes.

Realizing what had happened, the panicked belfgang hid in the lower nest to avoid the pursuit of the imperial authorities.

In the past, he was pure and good in nature, but the cruel environment made him more cautious, withdrawn and neurotic. More seriously, uncontrollable psionics made him encounter the entanglement of sub space forces all the time. At the most serious time, he was almost possessed by demons.

Perhaps by luck, when he was hiding underground in Hades, he accidentally broke into a strange area, and his psionics was suppressed when he broke into that area.

At first, he tried to explore that space, but he dared not continue after encountering several dangers. Instead, he used the special energy of the place to slow down the corrosion of sub space forces on him.

In the following decades, he has been active in the civilian community of the bottom nest, making a living by helping people drive away all kinds of cattle, ghosts and snakes, and accepting the employment of the nest capital Gang to obtain the psionic knowledge he needs.

It was by this means that belfgan grew up step by step and learned to control the psionics in his body by using the psionic training manual and some ancient witchcraft books.

And his reputation is also unknowingly spread, respected by people, but also feared and resisted by people.

Later, it attracted the pursuit of powerful imperial institutions, and every time he was pursued, he would hide in that secret space, which was the key to his freedom for many years.

The place is hidden deep under the stratum of Hades nest and is almost impossible to be found.

"Hades nest has this secret..."

Eric digested the news he heard and regretted that he didn't know enough about the nest. If he had known that there was such a space, maybe many people could move inside to avoid the war.

"Well, let's get down to business."

Belfgan put down the teacup, which had been drunk clean.

"I heard that astat's reinforcements have arrived?"

"Yes, two regiments."

"Why is there no reinforcements?"

"Maybe there is no air control, maybe the astats have other plans, maybe... I can't say."

"Maybe they have no hope here."

The psychic speaks a cruel reality.

"They don't want to waste their troops on a losing battlefield."

Eric sighed.

"At least the commander of sohyan war said that he would come to save us. I believe him."

"Do you know an astat war commander?"

"Twenty years ago, I fought side by side with him."

"You have a good idea, political commissar Eric. I thought the nest might fall soon, but you turned the situation around."

"No, belfgan, I don't."

"Then you also understand what my existence means. Once you use my power, you may incur countless troubles in the future."

Eric smiled.

"Maybe, but whether I win or lose, I'm not ready to leave Hades alive, so I don't care if a wizard is on our side?"

"Correct it, not a wizard, a psychic."

"Sorry."

Eric was silent for a moment and tapped his fingers on the table.

About two minutes later, he said:

"Recently, the green skin has frequently used psionics to harass our positions. Can you feel it?"

"Yes."

Belfgan nodded.

"In fact, I felt them from the moment they came to the orbit of the planet. The green skin is very special. When they are concentrated, they will produce a lot of chaotic aura, which is slightly different from psionics, more violent and uncontrollable. Presumably, so are their psionics."

"It seems that you are ready."

Eric opened a holographic map with only the middle nest area left.

"Recently, the activities of the green skin have decreased slightly, but I don't think they have retreated. I have a hunch that they will launch a super large-scale attack. This may be the decisive World War I. all the forces that can be mobilized are arranged on these fronts, as well as here on the northern wall and here's defense forces."

He pointed to several areas.

"I am most worried about the northern urban area because it is in disrepair for a long time and suffered a plane crash a few years ago. Although the parapet was temporarily repaired, it is easy to break through. The green skin may take it as the main attack point."

"I don't understand military affairs. Everything is arranged by you."

"You will be stationed in the north, equipped with a professional guard and a flapping wing aircraft. Your movements may be frequent in the future. We only have you as a powerful psionic."

"I see."

"OK, that's all for today. I've prepared a separate room for you. You can rest for half a day. The guard will take you."

Belfgan got up from his chair and was ready to leave, but suddenly he turned around again.

"One thing."

"What?"

"Just this morning, I felt another powerful aura coming to the orbit of the planet. It made me afraid. If it was not another powerful psychic, it could only be......"

Eric frowned. It was one wave after another.

"What is it?"

"Astat think tank."

With that, belfgan turned and left, the door closed behind him, and Eric in the room was silent for a long time——