People are coiling dragons, but hell

Chapter 204 Leadership Meeting

Each plane battlefield lasts for a thousand years. During this thousand years, most of the time is spent by the leaders hunting each other. In contrast, the soldiers have much fewer tasks, and most of them can stay in the military camp with peace of mind. At the last moment of the plane war, the soldiers began to get busy.

At this time, all the military camps stationed by both sides of the plane battlefield moved to the edge of the galaxy. Spread out along the two channels of the galaxy.

Military camps are distributed at both ends of the galaxy in the shape of a long snake, and many soldiers among them are patrolling.

On a small hill, there are hundreds of soldiers, either practicing cross-legged or wandering around. This is one of the patrol teams from the camp of the Wind God Realm.

"Captain, there are people coming from the Galaxy, three of them in total." Upon seeing this, a soldier with silver hair and purple eyes shouted loudly.

"Oh? He might be the leader. Come on, let's go over and take a look." The captain of the white team, a middle-aged man with a bald square face, said. Immediately move towards that side in front of the team.

It wasn't until they were two or three hundred meters away from the three of them that the captain breathed a sigh of relief: "They are from our camp!" They also sensed the aura of the three's badges.

Immediately, a team of hundreds of people moved closer.

"Hi, who are you?" Han Mo asked confusedly when he saw this.

The captain of the small team immediately bowed and said respectfully: "Three adults, we are here to receive the commanders on the order of the commander."

"Receive us?" Juliana was a little confused, but Yongen smiled and said: "This is the case in previous years. At the last moment of the plane war, the military camp will ask us to join it. Whether it is to watch the battle or participate in the final battle, we are welcome That’s right. Joining the military camp is just for convenience.”

"Let's go." Yongen chuckled, and Juliana nodded.

"Those three adults, please follow me." The captain of the team said respectfully, then turned around and led the way.

A group of one hundred people, including Yongen and three others, soon arrived at the nearest military camp. There are many single-family stone houses built in this military camp, and soldiers can be seen everywhere.

"This is our military camp. It is a residence built specifically for leaders. There are twenty buildings in total. Three of them are inhabited and seventeen are unoccupied. You can tell by looking at the courtyard door. The one that is unoccupied is the courtyard door. They're all locked." The captain pointed forward and introduced.

"Oh? Someone is here again?" At this time, a man and a woman walked out of one of the houses. The leader's eyes were like stars and the moon, and there was a crescent moon mark on his forehead. Following him was a sexy female warrior wearing brown armor.

"Haha, O'Carrowell, you're here too!" Yongen laughed loudly. The man who came out was none other than O'Carrowell, who was also the envoy of the Lord of Life.

"Yongen!" O'Carrowell's eyes lit up, and he immediately walked over and laughed loudly: "Haha, we haven't seen each other for more than 100,000 years since we parted ways in the highest plane of life."

"It's been a long time indeed." Yongen nodded slightly.

"Come, come and sit at my place." O'Carrowell was very enthusiastic.

Yongen immediately agreed, and the group came to the courtyard where O'Carrowell lived.

In the courtyard, a group of people were chatting and laughing, and their love was deep. O'Carroll's face suddenly changed, and he said with emotion: "A hundred thousand years ago, I could still be equal to you. But now it's only ten years ago." Tens of thousands of years have passed, and Yong'en has become as good as Dzogchen!"

O'Carrowell picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp. While speaking, he looked a little lonely.

When Yong En saw this, he didn't say anything, he just smiled.

Although Hammer wanted to show off, considering Yongen's relatively low-key temperament, he just shook his nose and remained silent. In this way, everyone talked for a while and then returned to their homes to rest.

Half a month flies by.

On this day, Yon En and O'Carroll, a group of five people, were moving to another military camp.

Before the decisive battle begins, both camps will have a leadership meeting as usual. The first is to let the commanders get acquainted with each other, and the second is to discuss the decisive battle.

Everyone strolled and soon arrived at the military camp located in the center of the galaxy, close to the passage of the decisive battle. Under the leadership of the soldiers, they arrived at a rather magnificent courtyard. At this time, dozens of people had gathered here.

Among these people, according to the aura of the badges, most of them are leaders, and some are soldiers who follow the leaders.

"Mr. Yongen!"

"Mr. Yongen, you are here!"

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Seeing Yongen and his entourage coming in, many commanders stood up and said hello.

"Lawrence!"

"Hughsman"

Yongen responded one by one, calling out the names of those he recognized and nodding slightly to those he didn't recognize. At the same time, he was also observing dozens of people in the courtyard. Based on the aura of the badge, he also discovered that there were only 55 living commanders in the wind god realm camp including him and Al Rowell.

Involuntarily, Yongen felt a sense of emotion. This face-to-face war was indeed extremely cruel. There were at least two hundred leading figures who participated in the war, and less than half of them might have survived until the eve of the decisive battle. Although he didn't know how many commanders were still alive on the other side of the galaxy, they wouldn't be too different from his side.

You must know that the leading figures are all unyielding overlords in their respective planes, and it is difficult for one to lose their existence for countless years. But in this face-to-face battlefield, death is what it takes.

"The Supreme God built this face-to-face battlefield and cut down the top figures. I don't know what the purpose is?" Yongen couldn't help but think about it. He was stunned for a moment and was awakened by a voice.

"Mr. Yongen, there is no one to host this meeting. You are the strongest among us, so why not ask you to host this meeting!" A green-haired young man pointed to the huge round table in the courtyard. The chief said.

When the leaders heard this, no one raised any objection. Although Yongen did not lead any troops, his strength was comparable to that of Dzogchen, and all the commanders admired him. Left and right is just a name, and no one will use it to make an issue.

"Oh? Bye, isn't he here?" Yongen also looked at the chief seat and said with a smile.

Immediately, the commander who was familiar with the Great Perfection God Baie who had settled in the Wind God Realm said: "Mr. Baie has participated in many plane wars countless years ago. This person faces war. For him, , and it makes no sense. Therefore, Mr. Beyer rarely comes to the plane battlefield."

"That's right. There is really no need for the Dzogchen High God to come to the plane battlefield." Yongen smiled playfully, and immediately sat on the throne in the center under everyone's gaze.

(End of this chapter)