Just as Sagusnoch was covered in bruises and was about to fall, ripples like water waves suddenly appeared in the nearby space, and a purple-red shuttle-shaped aircraft broke through the space barrier and appeared.

The aircraft is about a hundred meters long, and several translucent purple light curtains as thin as eggshells firmly protect it. The energy storm of fault space with amazing destructive power is easily blocked outside and failed to have any impact on the hull. The hull is covered with countless vivid and strange deep purple patterns, which slowly twist and change the shape according to a certain complex frequency, as if it was not a pattern, but a strange life in an unknown state.

Several powerful auras emanated from the spacecraft, and a thick and dark light suddenly appeared, heading towards the already dying Sagusno's sacred scroll.

"Dear God of War, your strength really makes our clan feel ashamed of it. You can forgive others if you want to forgive them! The entire army of Sagusnoch's troops has been wiped out, and its mistakes have been punished. Please let them go and let it go!" An old and deep thought sounded at the spiritual level of the strong.

The three great gods of Silent Star suddenly stopped moving, and then they all released their strongest attacks. The void within a radius of hundreds of miles suddenly shattered like a mirror, and then was torn to pieces by the terrifying energy storm that exploded!

A painful roar came faintly, and the black light shrank quickly like a wounded giant python, and its size had shrunk by about 70%.

The spacecraft cabin door opened, and the three Gambino powerhouses shrouded in golden light and shadow slowly flew out.

Judging from their shriveled bodies and wrinkled faces, these guys are undoubtedly old antiques that Wang Tingzhong has lived for hundreds of years. The energy contained in their bodies is extremely amazing. They are naturally located at the top of the entire Gambino civilization pyramid!

However, their expressions were a little abnormal at this moment, and the energy aura radiated was in chaos. It can be seen that the three-headed old guy suffered a great loss in the fight that round just now.

Xi Chenqinglan looked at the man in black robe beside him. The latter didn't look like he was wearing any equipment. Apart from holding a heavy sword about two palms wide and as dark as black jade, it could be said that he had nothing in his body. However, the vast pressure emitted by his body was even stronger than Ji Yuezu and her. None of the strong men present could match him.

The fair face, like a knife and axe, looked only in his thirties, but his eyebrows, beard and hair were as white as snow, and his eyes were deep, emitting a terrifying brilliance. Even with the deep cultivation of the elders of the Wangting, they were a little afraid and dared not look at him.

He took a step forward, and his quiet and majestic voice immediately sounded in the elders' consciousness: "I had known that you old ghosts were watching, so I personally took action to send this damn guy on the way! Even if you three are on the way together, they will not be able to protect it!"

Kirklar looked at the commander who was dying in his hand with great pain. Although the battle just now cost a certain price, he finally snatched it back. But now they realized that the injuries on Sagusnoch's body were basically impossible to heal.

Two terrifying wounds with a palm-wide width crisscrossed, almost dividing its body into four pieces. There was still a lot of alien energy left in the wound, spared no effort to destroy the tissues and organs in its body.

Although several elders kept applying various secret medicines to its wounds, judging from the current situation, unless a miracle happened, it was unlikely that the commander would survive.

"Don't waste your energy!" the man in black sneered,

"Since my debut, there is no one I can't kill if I want to kill! Even if that guy has ten lives, he will never survive."

Timnalt stopped helplessly and said to the man in black: "Dear Your Highness Yunniro, we have no idea of ​​being an enemy of you. The situation today is hard to tell the right and wrong, grievances. We only hope that the empire can stop here, and the two tribes live in harmony in the future and be friendly forever..."

Yun Nielu sneered: "Do you think this is possible? Since you don't know how to live or die and dare to let millions of people in the empire suffer, you will naturally have the awareness of being destroyed by the clan! In this world, no one can take responsibility for what they do, and you are no exception."

"So, you must kill them all, and you will never give up?" Kirklar said angrily.

"Our great Wang Ting is not easy to bully. If you want to destroy us, you must also pay enough price!"

Yun Nielu waved indifferently: "In that battle sixty years ago, you were no match for the empire. Now you, whose vitality is far from recovering, are you still qualified to say such ruthless words? That's good, you guys, stay here today. I think without you, there will be a big gap in the defense of Wang Ting, and it will save a lot of effort when extermination in the future."

Timnalt suddenly waved his scepter, and the space fault spacecraft suddenly stimulated a dazzling purple light, like a huge fireball, rushing towards the three silent star war gods with an indomitable momentum!

Ji Yuezu smiled coldly, his arms moved slightly, and the axe and gun in his hand had turned into millions of gun shadows, blocking the purple light.

"Get back!" Yun Niro's expression suddenly changed and he shouted in a low voice.

Xi Chenqinglan, who was about to take action, was slightly stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted and retreated with Ji Yuezuo. His figure flashed several times and was already thousands of miles away.

A huge ball of extremely fierce light suddenly appeared, as if a star was born, and a thousand feet of light shone on the void!

The extremely manic space energy storm was scattered and the gods and ghosts passed by were easily destroyed. Even the imperial fleet camp in the distance was affected by some slight impact.

When the energy aftermath subsided, the elders of Wang Ting were gone. In order to escape quickly, they even sacrificed an extremely precious space fault spacecraft to achieve their goal.

"I actually let them run away!" Xi Chenqinglan paused the gun in his hand with some anger and said angrily.

Yun Nielu disagreed: "If you run away, run away! We are going to fight to Wang Ting anyway. When the troops are at the city, let's see how they can run away!"

...

The battle to encircle and annihilate the troops of Sagusnoch was over. Although the commander was finally rescued by the elders who suddenly appeared at all costs, he was seriously injured and obviously had not had much time to go, so the result of the entire battle was considered a perfect one.

At this point, all the Gambino fleets participating in the northwest region of the empire were wiped out, and most of the people in the empire who had not yet been killed were rescued, and a considerable proportion of the plundered property was recovered.

In the eyes of the Imperial Military's bosses, such a result can only be considered a slight anger, and it is far from the point of recovering blood debts with capital and interest. Even if this civilization cannot be destroyed for the time being, it is necessary to reciprocate all the things they have done in the Imperial territory to redeem the face and reputation of the Imperial Legion.

Therefore, after cleaning the battlefield, Xue Cangyun immediately issued an order to continue his march and attack the territory directly under the Gambino King Ting.

As expected, under the active activities of military tycoons, although the Supreme Council of the Imperial Capital did not reach a consensus to completely wipe out the Gambino civilization, some moderates proposed to stop when they were better, withdraw their troops, and concentrate their efforts to deal with the Beiming Prison civilization first, but the opinions of some moderates not being approved.

The next meeting is tentatively scheduled for three days. According to the big guys' estimates, if the order to withdraw the troops is approved by most big guys, the moderates still have to work hard, and at least ten days and a half months before they can get what they want, or even one month is not uncommon.
Chapter completed!