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

Chapter 461 What you lack will always be made up for (35)

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"King, do you need to take a look at it?" Looking at King Peel above, the guard reported in a low voice; and in his hand was a miniature storage device.

And what is recorded in it is the voice of the third army commander talking to himself just now.

"No need!"

"If it doesn't touch my bottom line, there is no need to pay attention to them."

"By the way, how is the defense equipment updated on the planets where the civilians are placed?"

Defense equipment? !King Peel didn't believe what he said. Is it really used to "defend" something?
Then it is unknown!
"King, the defense equipment on all planets has been updated; but there is one thing I am a little confused about."

"You can obviously recruit them to fight for you, but..." Looking at the chief guard in front of him, King Peel's eyes showed a little satisfaction.

This head guard can be used as a loyal dog.

"But why would I rather use those barren star bandits than the Ares warriors?"

"kindness!"

"From the kindness of the king, I don't want my people to suffer any harm."

"You, do you understand?" Hearing King Peel's answer, the head guard bowed slowly and disappeared without a trace.

Only half an hour later, the figure of King Peel appeared in the light curtain above those planets.

And, the few conversations just now!

Of course, it was cleared and released; that's their method.

A means of controlling civilians.

It is through this method that he can recruit batch after batch of fighters to serve him.

But since the birth of those three "war weapons" armors, he has temporarily stopped recruiting.

After all, there is an Ares warrior under the blessing of armor.

In the situation of fighting alone, it can be said that it is invincible across the galaxy, which is why the entire Ares group can develop rapidly.

If the enlistment is carried out now, then King Peel will get ten legions in an instant.

Still kind of easy!

But in King Peel's understanding, only those he trusts can become an excellent fighter. What's more, with the technological level of Ares, the gap between the number of people will soon disappear.

After all, no matter how strong your individual combat ability is, it is impossible for you to be an opponent of a spaceship in the main attack mode. Listening to King Peel's voice, all the Ares people stopped and watched.

But even more, there was a mocking look on his face.

This stupid guy is really disgusting; if it weren't for his stupidity, how could they move into these planets?
How could it be possible to leave the planet that has been inhabited for generations?
If it weren't for his stupidity, how could the Praetorian Legion, which spans the galaxy, be exiled?
Unlike some old Ares people, the young Ares people are fanatical, and they regard King Peel as their god!

They dream and yearn for it; to join the Armored Legion, to serve the king, to drive a spaceship, and to wantonly traverse the Milky Way. What kind of situation and scene is this?
"Click!" In the center of the large base, there is a prism monument similar to the training camp.

All Ares people passing by will involuntarily raise their hands and salute.

What is engraved on it is all the warriors who have contributed or sacrificed to Ares throughout the ages.

First in line, King Peel!

It's a ridiculous thing, how could a guy who walked out of the parliament be worthy of the title of warrior?
Only those old Ares stars know what the original monument is like.

"Is there something missing?" An Ares star in a black combat uniform stopped for a long time, and his eyes began to scan the densely packed names, as if looking for something.

"12235, 12350, 11050, you are all here!"

"However, the captain is gone, and the general is gone! But I believe that one day, the general will come to this place in person to re-carve your names."

In his hand, he tightly held a nameplate made of black iron, with a series of strange numbers engraved on it.

"0004-12336!" This is an old-fashioned nameplate of Ares.

The front end is their "belonging to", that is, the number of the commander.

As for the latter, it is their own number.

As for 0004, only Lin Ming obtained it in the past; that is to say, he was once a member of the armor team led by Lin Ming.

……

"Why, you have plenty of energy, so you don't need to rest?" Looking at the three armors in front of him, Lin Ming appeared behind them in a strange state, and asked instead.

"Brother, we are thinking about when we will be able to fight the so-called army commander." Xiao Gang smiled innocently, and then answered.

Lin Ming immediately sat beside them, and replied, "Hurry up, wait until those damned guys make the first move, and we will follow closely behind."

"When Ares is pacified, I still have too many things that need your help."

"After all, the atmosphere of battle can be smelled everywhere in this ruined place; after staying for a long time, it's easy for people to be out of breath." Hearing Lin Ming's voice, Sankai laughed.

Sankai has a deep understanding of this feeling; as soon as he opens his eyes, all he sees is fighting.

But this made them enjoy it very much, enjoy this kind of battle, enjoy this kind of breath full of iron and raging fire.

After a pause, Lin Ming spoke again.

"You don't have to worry too much about their combat power; after all, their tattered products are not comparable to your original armor that can change shape!"

"At that time, it will not be difficult to crush ordinary attacks!"

"However..." Following these two words, Sankai's bright and terrifying eyes all fell on Lin Ming.

The hot feeling made his face stiffen immediately.

"Your last enemy, Lord Yan; I can give him to you, and let you see what it means to be a strong man who traverses the galaxy."

"Boom!" As soon as the words fell, the auras of the three armors instantly permeated the surroundings, and the trembling space let out a wail.

"Brother, I will definitely wring his head off and let him see what power is." Xiao Gang replied without hesitation in a tone possessed by Cuhensi.

This caused thick black lines to appear on Lin Ming's somewhat stiff face.

"Shut up, don't hang out with the Chiming squad in the future!"

"That guy is not as simple as a barren star bandit that you can easily crush to death."

"He has a title called, Emperor Yan!"

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(End of this chapter)