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Eight hundred and twentieth seventh chapter Qiyang number

The battleship is less than two hundred meters long, with only four open main guns, plus four secondary guns and 160 close-in defense guns. It does not seem to be very powerful.

However, when Duke Dudoluo, who had just ran into the command cabin, saw the battleship, he was so surprised that his eyes almost fell out of his head, and he yelled: "What? Qiyang? How is that possible?"

At this time, there was only one person sitting on the captain's chair in the command cabin of the battleship at the rear.

Uh... it's not a human being, I should say, what looks like a small mecha is sitting there. The mecha's eyes are shining red, and it utters surprised words in a muffled voice: "What? You actually dodged it? How is that possible?"

However, regardless of whether he believed his eyes or not, the Pangu really avoided his sneak attacks so many times in a row.

At this point, he began to wonder if this battleship was Dudoluo's original ship, the "Front".

Yes, he just doubted it, because, except for the location of the impulse engine and some small details, the other exposed gun equipment and most of the appearance were completely different from the rift in his memory.

But he must not give up today, he must grab Dudoluo's mecha, because his life is not long!

The most depressing thing is that the failed sneak attack means that Dudoluo is on guard. From now on, he will never be able to find such a perfect sneak attack opportunity again, so he can only stand firm.

At this time, Feng Xingchen was sitting on the captain's chair in the command module of the Pangu and asked: "Your Majesty, what's going on with the Qiyang?"

Dudoluo's mecha's eyes flickered, and he suddenly connected to Feng Xingchen's thinking communicator, and said in a deep voice: "Qiyang is the ship of one of my old rivals, Huan Sanglang. Back then, Huan Sanglang was also

As the Duke of the Holy Flame Empire, you were appointed by the empire to lead his 122 God of War ships away. Unexpectedly, after so many years, this person is still alive!"

"What strength did this person have before?"

"The mental power is the same as mine, at the beginning of level 18, but his physical skills are at level 14, which is one level lower than mine! It seems that the mental power that surpasses four levels of physical skills still keeps him suppressed.

The outbreak of genetic terminal diseases!”

Feng Xingchen gradually frowned and suddenly said: "Can you contact him and have a good talk with him?"

Du Duoluo was definitely a smart man. He immediately understood what Feng Xingchen meant and nodded: "Okay. However, the matter involving the disappearance of the Holy Flame is too big and must not be allowed to be known to others. Wear multifunctional glasses."

, I will send the communication to your glasses simultaneously."

After saying that, the light in the mecha's eyes flashed twice, and a mecha suddenly appeared in Feng Xingchen's multifunctional glasses.

The appearance of this mecha is somewhat similar to Dudoro's, but the color is slightly different.

Feng Xingchen raised his eyebrows. Could it be that this Huan Sanglang was like Du Duoluo, whose body collapsed and could only survive by transplanting his mental power with a mecha?

With this doubt, he quietly watched the conversation between the two.

Dudoluo sighed: "I really didn't expect that my old friend is still alive."

"Alive? Do you think we are alive like this? You see, I have to attach my spiritual power to the angry god I made."

Feng Xingchen's brows jumped when he heard this. This thing looks like a mecha, but it turns out that it is what Dudoluo said. It is made of the Overlord skeleton and a metal shell, and then uses the technology of making biochemical robots to fight in a duel.

The powerful massacre-level weapon "Wrath God"!

Dudoluo's brows also jumped when he heard this: "Oh? Grafting spiritual power with the God of Anger? Hey! You are indeed a smart man, and you used such a simple method to live for such a long time. I have to admire you!"

"I'm so impressed!" Huan Sanglang snorted angrily, "Did you know that the cloned brain had insufficient neuron development and could not withstand the impact of my huge mental power? It almost exploded, causing me to hide.

In one place, I struggled for more than six thousand years with various instruments, and finally adjusted to a relatively balanced state. However, my mental power has dropped from the initial stage of the eighteenth level to the peak of the fifteenth level. If it weren't for my wrathful god,

The combat power and strength are equivalent to the first-level hegemon level, I would have been damned long ago!"

To Dudoluo's ears, these words were like thunder.

Yes, the mental power he has left now is probably less than level ten. If he builds an angry god, clones the brain of a mental master and transplants it into it, and then take advantage of the original level of the brain that has just been developed, he can reach level ten.

If you use your spiritual power to seize your body, can you get a perfect fit and extend your life for at least a few hundred years?

Hehe, of course it cannot bear the transplantation of level 18 mental power into a brand new brain. But what about level 10 mental power?

He suppressed his shock and excitement and asked, "Okay, I won't talk to you about this. I want to know what you mean by sneak attack on this battleship?"

"Hey, four years ago, I woke up and passed through the dark abyss. I accidentally discovered that there was a four-dimensional parallel space on a black dwarf star. After my observation, the space shackles were definitely made of Shengyan technology. However, the entrance to the space was

The energy flow was too huge for me to enter, so I stopped on the black dwarf and studied it for a long time, but I still couldn't break the shackles code and couldn't get in. Just when I was about to give up, I unexpectedly saw a strange battleship.

It entered the space and even brought you out."

Huan Sanglang paused for a moment and then said: "Do you know how surprised I was when I saw your semi-biological mecha appear? I never imagined that you would transplant your mental power into the semi-biological mecha.

, survived for more than six thousand years. At that moment, I knew that my chance to be reborn had come!"

Dudoluo asked in confusion: "Rebirth? What does it mean?"

"Hehe. Others don't know, but I know one thing. After being hit by a special biological electricity, your customized mecha inexplicably evolved into a semi-biological state. In other words, this mecha has special active bioelectricity. As long as you use it,

It's good enough to keep a brain alive for thousands of years. If I get your biological mecha and transplant this brain into it, can you tell me what the result will be?"

Dudoluo frowned: "I know you are an expert in cloning. However, what I find strange is that you have already grafted the spiritual power of the God of Fury and succeeded, so why do you still want to rob my mecha?"

Perhaps Huan Sanglang believed that he was absolutely sure of getting Dudoluo's semi-biological mecha, and his words seemed very detailed: "You should know that no matter what master, there is only one chance to seize other people's brains with mental power. Once
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