v5 Chapter 47： Knights and knights

The battlefield fell into a short-lived stagnation state.

In the center of the much-anticipated battlefield, Su Chen pointed at the arrow, and the gods retreated.

He remained silent, and even the gods did not dare to move.

The gods did not dare to move, and the spacecraft and individuals in prominent positions on the battlefield did not dare to move.

But in every corner of the battlefield, changes are still taking place.

The outer space of the capital of the empire.

Royal Lin Palace.

Marchis was walking out of a completely enclosed cabin, his eyes drooping, and there seemed to be some sharp intertwining violently in his eyes. He kept his head down, returning from the functional area in the center of the battleship to the bridge along the way. Many members of the fleet saluted him respectfully.

Most of the people were busy discussing this incredible change on the battlefield-the human being pointed at the **** almost made them unable to believe that it was also their own kind-but the staff of these Federation warships still did not forget the respect for the Knights of the Apocalypse.

Especially this knight of the apocalypse just brought back the empire's auxiliary emperor.

This emperor was withdrawn all the way from Pvt. Seven. Among them, there were a large number of Marquis's cronies, and many others had fought side by side with Marquis for many years, and they all respected this apocalypse knight.

Marches finally won him respect on the battlefield.

But he doesn't value this respect very much.

At least it looks like this now. He hung his head and hurried past, ignoring everyone who greeted him along the way.

He went all the way back to the bridge.

Zulong has been summoned.

As the last rider of the apocalypse in the entire Yulin Palace, Marches must appear on the bridge.

Marchis stood in the corner of the corner this time, his gaze slowly moved to look at the commander of the Imperial fleet standing in the center of the bridge.

It was a middle-aged man named Zhao Deyuan, who had a keen sense of political and military sense. The most important thing was that he fully revealed his identity today—he belonged to the Emperor Mingxuan of the empire. Absolutely diehard.

Of course, what is indispensable to match these elements is such an extraordinary ability.

The entire fleet was in good order under his command. Even in the face of the two gods and this changing situation, there was no panic. Zulong was able to arrive in the first time under his arrangement. The capital planetary battlefield plays a vital role.

At this moment, Marches' eyes fell on his back.

Just like that, staring for a long time.

No one knows what he is thinking.

Just now, he left the bridge alone, entered a fully enclosed cabin in the central function area for a minute, and did not reappear here until this moment.

No one knows what he did. Under such a nervous situation, he needs to be alone for a full minute by himself as a knight of the apocalypse.

As if he had noticed something, Zhao Deyuan slowly turned his head and glanced at Ma Qisi behind.

The eyes of the commander of the imperial fleet also contained a sense of scrutiny.

Which knight of the apocalypse is put on the battlefield is the choice of the emperor.

Zulong was put on the battlefield for his reason.

There is a reason why Lu Shu hadn't been dropped.

Zhao Deyuan didn't ask anything, he just glanced silently, then withdrew his gaze, as if he hadn't noticed anything.

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At the same time, the corners of the ground.

Guan Ling is collapsing in a ruin. The auxiliary function of the Apocalypse Arms can actually make her act in a paralyzed spine, but the biological safety defense measures have terminated Guan Ling's desire to act strongly-Qiang Wei The armor system determined that if Guan Ling was activated with the aid of the Apocalypse armor at this time, her injury would no longer be able to recover, and the Apocalypse armed forces would drain her last life.

But Guan Ling didn't care.

A knight of the apocalypse is needed on the battlefield.

Because that eighth caste secondary state original life is ready to shoot.

It moved the whole body, the sub-prime life waited for a long time to recover, and on the battlefield, the power that could block it in front of it at this moment was very small.

Lin Mo was seriously injured by a single blow, but Saixi was no more than the fourth caste.

Tian Zhao is dead.

How can an ancestor dragon be able to resist an eighth caste?

Let the eighth caste break the game, and today's efforts will be wiped out.

Guan Ling gritted his teeth and forcibly supported his gradually blurred consciousness, and the administrator who was about to input the voice command forced his body to move.

That is the terrible superpower that the Apocalypse Arms gives to the living body.

Even such an injury can act like a normal person.

Of course, that is just a momentary ability to act.

But at this moment.

Guan Ling heard slow footsteps.

The sound of footsteps was heavy, coming from in front of her.

Na Xu was a burly man, striding heavy steps, and unhurriedly on such a chaotic battlefield, came to her and finally stood still.

Large shadows spread down from the top of Guan Ling's head.

The surrounding light and shadow were all blocked at this moment.

But Guan Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, and his pupils contracted.

Because the person standing in front of her was someone she had never thought of.

Lu Anbang.

Just stand in front of her, looking down at her.

He no longer has the messy beard on his face, nor the lingering smell of alcohol on his body.

His clothes were wet by the rain, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have been washed away by the rain. The aged face looked extraordinarily handsome.

But the expression on his face was extremely cold, and the light in his eyes was restrained, as if there were no extra emotions.

He came from outside the battlefield.

He saw Guan Ling being shot here, severely injured and unable to move.

And in the battlefield, where does anyone have time to pay attention to this apocalyptic knight?

Even if she was a knight of the apocalypse, she was just a corner of the battlefield now.

—He came to kill himself.

Guan Ling seemed to see the reflection of that night in this man.

The middle-aged man with infinite joy couldn't help his excitement the night before he set foot on the peak of his life. He quietly ran out and returned home, only to see corpses everywhere.

At that moment, Guan Ling met his eyes.

But there was not much anger or hatred in those eyes, there was only a kind of despair and dazedness like being emptied.

His pillars have collapsed, and no matter what he does, he can't save it.

Then, anger and hatred are not meaningful to him.

There is only sheer despair and emptiness.

Maybe it was the reality, maybe the palpitating emptiness that made Guan Ling fled like a kid who made a mistake, and the table full of delicacies was knocked over to the ground.

"...I... can't... can... die..."

Guan Ling worked hard to open her mouth, full of blood, she tried to open her eyes wide, and stared at the pair of hollow and gloomy eyes. uukanshu.com tries hard to say what he wants to say.

"...I must...help..."

Guan Ling's voice suddenly stopped.

Because Lu Anbang stood in front of her and finally spoke, he put his hands in his pockets and his voice was flat without any waves.

"I will not kill you, because for you, living is the greatest punishment.

"Actually, I know, before you turn over the overturned photo on the dinner table—

"You don't even know that you killed my whole family.

"But you know what?

"I don't want to grab this piece of tattered iron with you at all.

"But... no one listened to what I said, and no one believed what I said."

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