Me: The strongest armor!Under the tutelage of General Lufa

Chapter 297 Are you provoking the power of the king? (45)

295
If it's the fall of ordinary members, that's fine, but he knows very well that this 496 team is special.

special? !
That's right, it's because the captain of this armored squad is the former head of the Third Armored Corps.

Although the military rank has been deleted at this moment, who can guarantee that King Peel will use him again in the next moment.

After all, it is not an easy matter to be able to casually find a person with the ability to command.

But just today, the news of this team disappeared.

What that means is that they have fallen.

The members who clearly knew the importance of this matter rushed towards the direction of the leader.

"What did you say? The message from the 496 team has been interrupted, and that damned guy has also fallen?"

For a moment, the commander felt his scalp go numb.

Although he is very disdainful of this "dark place" competitor, at this moment he also knows the seriousness of this matter.

It is likely that what he was waiting for was the wrath of King Peel.

"Damn, damn it!"

"Quickly check the coordinates of their last disappearance, and send someone to check."

"Commander, but the king ordered us to restrain the team!"

The subordinate nodded yes, but then he was taken aback.

If they send out the armor team again, they will be disobeying King Peel's order, which they cannot afford.

"Let them go, but be careful to report the message at all times."

The commander also turned his face aside, he hesitated for a while and gave orders to his subordinates.

Because resisting orders is really nothing compared to this matter.

"Yes, Commander!"

Seeing the disappearing figure of his subordinate, the commander slowly got up, turned around and walked towards the palace.

After a few breaths, a small patrol disappeared in Ares without a trace.

However, they may not have expected that because 496 had turned on the hidden function of the shuttle, their so-called final coordinates were not accurate at all.

So it was doomed from the very beginning that their so-called search operation failed.

"King, the leader of the patrol team requests to see you!"

Looking at the figure above, the guard reported in a low voice.

"Let him in!"

King Peel narrowed his eyes slightly, and then "landed" on his throne.

He spoke in a gloomy tone.

"Yes, King!"

The guard nodded yes, then disappeared in place.

After only a few breaths, the commander with an ugly face came to this place that made him feel chills again.

"King, something happened!"

After hesitating for a while, he still opened his mouth to report.

"I really hate you guys. It's bad news every time you report it. You can easily make me lose my patience."

"It's a terrible thing, you know?"

King Peel reached out and knocked on his throne, and then spoke in a quiet tone.

In an instant, the already ugly commander looked shocked again.

I don't know how long it took before King Peel's voice sounded again.

"Say!"

It was just a cold word that immediately made him uneasy.

"Wang... 12001, very likely, has fallen!"

In an instant, the temperature in the entire palace began to drop sharply.

You know, the ordinary cold can't make the powerful Ares people react much.

Even on some planets covered with ice and snow all year round, they can survive very well.

But just today, a deep chill made him feel as if his soul was frozen.

This is a killing intent, a naked killing intent, a killing intent aimed at oneself.

"What did you say?"

"Crackling!"

Under the control of King Peel, strands of electric arcs entangled in the direction of the commander.

A legion commander, just fell so casually?
"Boom!"

Jianggu's electric arc fell heavily on him, and the huge burst force blasted him away like a thunderstorm.

"I need you to give me an explanation, otherwise, I will personally send you to hell."

At this moment, King Peel was extremely furious, and he didn't have much power to think.

His mind is full of thoughts now, he doesn't know how much painstaking efforts he has spent to cultivate the legion commander, because of the stupidity of the guy in front of him, he just fell into that desolate star area without knowing it.

To be clear, 12001 is among Ares, that is the strongest fighter.

This fall not only lost a legion commander, but also lost one of the strongest fighters.

Although this strongest warrior is only something shaped by a series of means such as armor.

But even such a "product" cannot be compared with just one or two armored teams.

"Damn, damn fool!"

Looking at the commander who couldn't raise much combat power at all, King Peel reached out and patted the throne at hand again.

"Zero!"

"Boom!"

As the two words fell, a burly figure suddenly landed in front of King Peel.

Although the figure wrapped in armor couldn't see his face clearly, his burly body was full of oppressive force.

Who is this person? !
The commander asked such a question.

But he was very witty and didn't make any more moves, because King Peel's target was no longer on him, which was good news.

"I need the coordinates of their last message!"

King Peel asked again in a cold voice.

"Wang, I have sent a team to investigate, and if there is any information, report back immediately!"

The commander looked terrified, and quickly replied.

"I'm asking about the coordinates of the last message they sent!"

"Are you provoking me, provoking the power from the royal power?!"

"boom!"

King Peel's words hadn't finished yet, and the muscular figure of No. [-] had appeared behind the commander.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

Between three punches and two kicks, the so-called leader was beaten by No. [-] until he lost his combat effectiveness.

This, is this power? !
He suddenly had this weird idea in his mind?

At this moment, King Peel "landed" in front of him in the form of an afterimage.

"Are you provoking the royal power?!"

"Wang...Wang, the last coordinates of their disappearance are Tian 47, Earth 22, People 219, Wang, I didn't mean to provoke you or the king's authority."

Feeling the increasing intensity of No. [-], he couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly opened his mouth to report to King Peel.

"Close hand!"

"Number Zero, you lead the Imperial Guard Legion to Tian 47, Earth 22, 219, to check the trace of 12001."

The burly figure flickered suddenly, and then slowly nodded to King Peel.

However, every move is filled with a mechanical feeling, as if it is some created mechanical product.

……

(End of this chapter)