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

Chapter 471 Weapon Performance, Defects of Energy Ore (35)

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"My lord, all the fighting power of the three legions has been restored, and we can join the war at any time; let those despicable guys understand the horror of Ares and the horror of kingship!"

The chief guard stepped forward and reported loudly. The enthusiasm in his eyes was something that couldn't be erased.

Especially the word "royalty" gave him an inexplicable "feeling" for no reason. In his consciousness, royal power was the existence he was loyal to.

"Very good, very good; Ares' fangs should also be exposed to the outside!"

King Peel slowly opened his eyes, and there was too much understanding in his long and narrow eyes; strictly speaking, it should be more accurate because it should be high-spirited.

"What happened to the things I asked you to collect?"

After appreciating slightly, the indifferent voice rang out again, not only chilling the heart of the chief guard below.

King, always be king!

"King, for some reason, those despicable guys seem to have imposed restrictions. Since the moment you ordered, no message has been sent out."

The chief guard thought for a while, and then reported in a cold voice; as if to "respond" to King Peel's inquiry, there was a little more resentment in his voice.

"Sold, didn't sell?!"

King Peel asked again.

The word "trafficking" seemed like a humiliation to him, a humiliation to the royal power, but at this moment, he had to use this method to collect information.

After all, Ares' Sky Eye monitoring system can be expanded to the outer regions of the Milky Way, but it cannot be expanded to the edge of the Milky Way at all.

That area seems to be an area abandoned by the gods.

Black holes, thunderstorms, and even a non-stop galactic hurricane; you never know when dangers will tear you apart.

You can only look at your surroundings with a vigilant consciousness. Such a tense state will put your consciousness on the verge of collapse.

You will always be vigilant and hovering between relaxation, but at the moment of such wandering, the kind that makes you unable to resist the attack will come quietly.

"King, we can't get close to that place. After all, once we dispatch now, those guys will get the message."

"At all, it is impossible to sell information!"

Listening to the chief guard's report, King Peel's long and narrow eyes were filled with purposeless anger for a while.

In his consciousness, these so-called information trafficking cannot exist in the Milky Way, and even cannot be tolerated in the Galactic Justice Law he formulated.

"Go and keep an eye on those damned guys. After finishing Lin Ming's damned rebellion, they will be our next target."

"The kingship can tolerate their existence! Their existence seems to be like garbage in the galaxy, destroying the order in the galaxy at will."

"In the name of kingship, they are destined to be destroyed!"

Hearing King Peel's voice mixed with resentment, the chief guard didn't dare to neglect anything, and quickly retreated and raised his hand in salute.

"Yes, king! The subordinates will definitely stare at them, waiting for the king's order, and we will tear it up!"

As soon as the words fell, he disappeared without a trace like a shadow; as a qualified subordinate, he must know how to observe words and expressions.

The current King Peel no longer "needs" him, so he will disappear before his eyes in an extremely fast way.

It can be said that knowing how to observe words and expressions is much more important than the so-called "talent".

"Yes, very good! Another loyal dog, I hope you will not be too smart, otherwise, God will not be able to keep you!"

Looking at his disappearing back, King Peel muttered to himself with a thoughtful expression, but there was a little more mockery on that stiff face.

"Come on!"

As the words fell, members of the Imperial Guard suddenly appeared in front of him. Compared with a loyal dog, he was more "optimistic" about these vicious dogs in front of him.

They have "no" consciousness, no belief, dignity and pride as fighters; if they insist, they are a group of W chips loaded in disguise.

"King, my subordinates obey your call!"

The sound is mechanical, as if there is no trace of emotion at all.

"Has No. [-]'s fighting power been fully restored?! Now, can he fight at any time?"

Listening to the question, the member of the imperial guard called up a series of data. The dense data made him frown, but he still finished interpreting it.

Number Zero's combat power has been fully restored!

"Very well, go down and prepare for the battle. What you will face this time is the Imperial Guard Legion; for the glory of your Imperial Guard Legion, you must also crush them."

"Your armor is the most powerful existence; I believe that you who have armor can deal with those who have no resistance."

"It is the simplest existence!"

"Yes, king; we will crush them and swallow them!"

The order was delivered, and the members of the imperial guards seemed to be manipulated machines; they raised their hands in salute, passed the order, and then disappeared into the palace.

King Peel poked the ground slightly, and said with an interested expression, "This is the best fighter, isn't it?!"

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"Bastard, what did you say?!"

Looking at the guard in front of him, the so-called King of Robbers of the Desolate Star suddenly questioned him, and he no longer had that fearful aura on his body.

A hyena is a hyena, even if it is covered with lion's hair, there is no trace of a lion's royal aura at all.

"King, this is the information we got through the test; although those energy ores can increase the power of the weapon system, but every time it is fired."

"For...the damage to the weapon system is also huge; unless we attack once, and then give two timers to cool down."

"Otherwise, our weapon system will suffer fatal damage to the point of collapse!"

The guard's voice was a little trembling, but he still gritted his teeth and answered; he understood that the silence at this moment would definitely bring him death and annihilation.

No one, no one can understand the horror of this figure in front of him better than him; in the past years, this figure in front of him has been synonymous with terror.

"Can you, carry out a transformation?!"

"Or, how many times can the weapon system be able to last?"

After the so-called king was dull for a while, he immediately asked, the coldness in his voice could not be erased.

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(End of this chapter)