Angel Binghua of the super seminary

Chapter 957, Curtain Blade

After reaching an agreement with the Titan Protoss, Hua Ye began to plan to re-enter the Angel Nebula. The first thing to do was to form an army capable of confronting the Angel Legion head-on.

The Titan Ship of the Titan Protoss came into Hua Ye's field of vision. Its volume was larger than the Sky Blade. Although its firepower was not as strong as the Sky Blade, its defense capability was up to standard.

Hua Ye began to let his affiliated civilizations build titan ships, of course they were modified, otherwise the warriors of ordinary beast civilizations would not be able to control them.

On the other hand, Hua Ye took out his family wealth accumulated over ten thousand years, and began to strengthen the combat power of the angels under his command, intending to suppress everything of his own.

This made all the soldiers under Hua Ye's command feel excited. They had never seen such a king, but it must be said that Hua Ye's action of breaking the boat made the soldiers of the Tiangong Royal Court feel unprecedentedly confident.

Due to the conflict between the Thain Empire, Hayden civilization and Lanxing, the current situation in the Burke Nebula has become extremely chaotic, and only a small area has remained calm because of the belief in the justice and order of the angels.

But this is only on the surface. In these civilizations that believe in justice and order, some people are already impatient and ready to join this chaos to get what they want.

A group of interstellar mercenaries broke through the soldiers blocking them, smashed a closed palace gate with their weapons, and entered the palace hall.

"Aren't you afraid of being liquidated by the angels?"

King Kerry, who was sitting on the throne in the palace hall, asked sharply.

"I don't need to bother you, as long as you die, someone will help us cover it up.

To the outside world, he just died of a sudden illness. "

The leader was a figure with her hair tied back in a bundle and a pair of black wings folded on her back. She glanced around, then stretched out her hand and waved to the soldiers under her command to do it.

Seeing this, the interstellar mercenary who followed her into here showed a ferocious smile on his face, and approached the old man sitting on the throne.

"Old man, we will entertain you well."

Hearing the screams of pain, the female fallen angel, the leader of the interstellar mercenaries, came to the throne with enchanting steps, turned around and sat on it, and looked at the old king begging for mercy below with great interest.

At this moment, a group of people poured in again from outside the palace hall, and they entered the hall led by a middle-aged man in fine clothes.

In an instant, dozens of guns were aimed at the female fallen angel and her subordinates sitting on the throne, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.

"What? Prince Kerry, you plan to cross the river and tear down the bridge."

The female fallen angel didn't move, but the mercenaries under her command raised their weapons and confronted the palace guards.

King Kerry, who was pressed to the ground after hearing the female fallen angel's words, looked at Prince Kerry with wide eyes in disbelief, but before he could ask questions, a bullet pierced his head.

Prince Kerry put down the gun in his hand and said with a cold face:

"Of course not, but you should go, and I will handle the rest by myself.

As for your remuneration, I have already put it in the old place as agreed, and those who believe in you should have received it. "

A smile appeared on the originally calm face of the female fallen angel, and the communicator in the combat uniform sent a reminder. She glanced at it and got up from the throne.

"Then this position is yours, put away your weapons and let's go."

Watching the female fallen angel leaving with a group of her subordinates in such a swaggering way, the captain of the palace guard brought by Prince Kerry asked in a low voice:

"Are you going to let them go like this?"

"Otherwise, a notice was issued to the outside world, saying that a group of cosmic mercenaries broke into Kerry's palace, killed the king, bloodbathed the entire royal family, and plundered a lot of resources.

And we repelled this group of vicious mercenaries and protected Kerry Palace. "

Prince Kerry's plain words echoed in the ears of the palace guards, making them feel chills in their hearts.

In a small spaceship on the outskirts of Kerry's planetary system, a male mercenary said angrily:

"Sister, what the hell is that Prince Kerry's attitude? We have cleared the way for him to ascend the throne. It's fine if we don't stay as guests, but he still wants to attack us!"

"We did the dirty work for him. If we were not afraid of the strength of our mercenary group, we would have been silenced."

The female Fallen Angel called Eldest Sister said casually, her eyes falling on the starry sky outside the porthole of the spaceship.

"Sister, where shall we go next?"

The mercenary driving the spaceship asked, and the female fallen angel pondered for a while and said:
"Let's meet up with other team members first, and then go to Trading Street. We need to sell what we got and replenish it by the way."

Hearing that many members of the spaceship cheered, Trading Street is a well-known place of order in the Poke Nebula, some crimes and fights are prohibited there, as long as you have enough money, there is a heaven-like existence.

"Sister, we just made an order within the scope of justice and order. Will we encounter angels patrolling the trading street now?"

One of the oldest members of the mercenary group was worried. The reason why he was so worried was because the boss of the trading street had a connection with the angel.

These things they did, as long as the angel civilization investigates carefully, they can't hide it at all.

"Don't worry, that prince won't be so stupid as to report to the angel, he is not clean himself.

And if the angel really wants to find us, do you think we can escape?

So while you're alive, let's all have fun. "

The female fallen angel said with a chuckle, not paying much attention to the angel's pursuit in her words.

As long as she can remember, she has survived by her own struggles. If she was concerned about this and that, she would have no idea where she died.

In a bar on Trading Street, the female fallen angel found a remote corner and sat down. She also changed into more revealing casual clothes, revealing the fair and delicate skin of her arms and thighs.

Watching the men and women chatting up each other and dancing their bodies in the tavern, she was like an outsider, quietly admiring the chaos while drinking the fine wine in her glass.

No one came to strike up a conversation, because she is a frequent visitor here, and many people know that she is a rose with thorns, and if she is not careful, her hands will be covered with blood.

Over time, no one approached her, which also made her a lot less fun, but today seems to be a little different.

"May I sit here, my dear lady?"

Before she could answer, a handsome man with a faint smile sat on the opposite seat.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Kamin."

Sensing the strange yet somewhat familiar energy aura on Kaming, she opened her cherry lips and uttered two words.

"Curtain Blade"

(End of this chapter)