Obviously, it is not an easy task to get through the ultra-long-distance transmission device that is cut off by the energy storm.

At least at this stage, in the entire Darrendt civilization, only a boy can do it.

As for those spellcaster legions in the expeditionary army, they can only do peripheral chores at most, and they really touch the core realm. No one dares to easily touch those energy storms that are enough to tear a person alive.

So when the huge legion-level portal was completed, the boy appeared in front of a huge chaotic building, staring at the guys with strange eyes flashing in front of him.

You must know that in order to keep the secret, he has personally cut off the connection between this place and the home planet, so anyone who is not a fool realizes that the supreme commander of the expeditionary force is planning something important.

Regrettably, no one at the scene dared to stand up and raise objections, let alone make rebellious actions.

Because in the process of conquering the world, the boys have used too many blood donations and deaths to prove how ruthless they are towards the enemy, and they don't want to end up like the natives.

After all, after the city wall is built, everyone can clearly see the daily changes of the survivors. These poor guys are worshiping the invaders who almost killed them as gods.

In particular, the power of incomparable piety and belief is absolutely enough to create a powerful god.

You must know that the Darent civilization has killed countless gods, and knows the advantages and disadvantages of the belief system very well, and can also use the power of belief to make some weapons and props.

So after confirming that the survivors can really supply the power of faith continuously, some people who were originally skeptical immediately made a 180-degree turn.

And those poor survivors will never know that they and their descendants will never have a future. The only value is like livestock kept in a fence, and they will continue to dedicate themselves to their masters.

"Your Excellency Commander, I have to remind you that doing so is a bit against the rules." The shapeshifter leader lowered his voice and reminded cautiously.

"Rule? Humph!" The boy smiled disdainfully. "Tell me, what are the rules? Those old antiques in the parliament? They are just taking advantage of being born earlier than all of us, otherwise how could it be possible to obtain massive resources and maintain their long and long life."

"The problem is that if you go against their will, you will probably cause a lot of unnecessary trouble. Conquering the world is enough to make your resume shine, and the rest will take you step by step, and sooner or later you will have a seat in parliament. You are a A genius, a real genius, not only has incredible talent, but also uses mature and cruel wisdom, why risk it." An older male spellcaster next to him also comforted him.

According to Darrent law, each expedition corresponds to a world, and unless permission is obtained, it is expressly forbidden for expedition commanders to connect with each other privately, or even help each other, let alone directly from a The world crosses over to another world.

This is mainly to prevent the commander of the expeditionary force in control of the military power from secretly forming a huge force that is enough to threaten the safety of motherhood, and then launching a military coup to seize the highest power.

"No! You don't understand! Rights are worthless to me. What I'm after is something you'll never understand. Okay, no bullshit, get out of the way, I'm going to clean up the teleportation block now. Energy storm."

Let's just say, the boy directly blurred his body, passed through the opponent's body, raised his hands high and began to sing a complex and jerky incantation.

With the rhythmic syllables, the channel full of mania and randomness gradually became clear.

When the raging energy storm completely disappeared, he didn't stop for a second, and went straight through it.

Looking at the dark blue light emanating from the huge portal, the shape-shifter leader asked the male spellcaster next to him with a wry smile, "What do you think we should do next? Should we continue to follow the Commander unswervingly, or secretly return to being with our mother? The connection between the stars?"

"I don't know! Continuing to follow him will make us traitors in the eyes of the mother star, or a traitor. This is not a good thing. Even if it is not liquidated in the end, it will be suppressed or even exiled in disguise. But if you betray him , I can guarantee that no matter where you escape, there is no way to guarantee that you can escape revenge." The male Dalrent caster gave his analysis helplessly.

"So...we are now caught in the middle, either give it a go, or just work hard and try to clear the suspicion after the mother star realizes that something is wrong?" The shapeshifter leader said meaningfully.

Shapeshifters have never been a race that likes to keep their own feet.

On the contrary, they are natural adventurers and speculators, eager to seize every opportunity to climb up.

The male spellcaster obviously knew what the other party was thinking, and asked with a half-smile: "Do you think this is an opportunity? Don't forget, we are not the distinguished commander, and we have talents and bloodlines that make the entire civilization envy. So even if No matter how big a mistake he makes, he doesn’t have to worry about his life. At most, he will be placed under house arrest on his home planet, and he will try to breed some hybrid descendants~lightnovelpub.net~ so that his excellent blood can live in Darent. spread among people."

"Failure means death. I've always been very clear about this. But don't forget that our Lord Commander is an eclectic man of great strength and leadership. He's only twelve years old. A little more, can you imagine what he will be like in ten, twenty, thirty years? My friend, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and only now will we have the opportunity to follow a possible Great leader to the zenith of power." The shapeshifter leader's tone was inflammatory.

"Damn it! I need a little time to think about it. Before that, let's let the army go through the portal. By the way, Lord Commander, why do you care so much about a barren planet that has lost almost all its resources."

The male spellcaster was obviously more cautious than the other party, and decided to change the subject.

From his point of view, instead of making a choice too early, it is better to wait and see for a while, and then stand in line after the situation is clear.

Anyway, he is a spellcaster, and he belongs to an out-and-out privileged class in the society established by the Darents. There is no need to bet his future and destiny.

Soon, under the command of officers at all levels, more than two-thirds of the expeditionary force passed through the portal and embarked on a new journey...

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