Chapter 208 A divided country

In the void, hundreds of Roman supercarriers were floating quietly. All the motherships turned on their energy shields. Countless meteorites, large and small, silently hit the motherships, and were easily hit by the energy shields.

It was shattered into pieces. Thousands of huge sword-shaped battleships were wandering beside the mothership group. Powerful radar waves covered the void for tens of thousands of light seconds in a radius, and the constant solar wind across the space stirred up dazzling and strange things.

aurora.

In one of the most spacious and luxurious cabins of the mothership, Nankert and Polpot sat opposite each other.

Pol Pot looked at Nankert with an embarrassed expression, and Nankert, whose face was as sinking as water, just kept shaking his head. Father and son, you looked at me and I looked at you, feeling a little speechless.

After a long time, Pol Pot suddenly stood up, knelt down and saluted Nankert: "Father, my child is too reckless."

Nankert snorted coldly. He touched the newly healed wound on his body and muttered in a low voice: "Forget it, I can only count it on my bad luck. Huh, I originally wanted to fool that despicable bastard Dukat, but no

Thinking of it, I fooled you instead." He pressed his finger lightly on the wound with faintly visible traces, and Nankerte took a sharp breath: "Ss~~~ It has to be said, we Romans

Our ancestors, their medical equipment is really not very good, why is this wound still so painful?"

Pol Pot laughed dryly and said: "It's not that our Roman ancestors have poor medical equipment, it's that the Roman Knights have never researched too advanced medical equipment. The fighting purpose of the Roman Knights is to fight continuously and shed blood.

The more wounds there are and the more severe the injuries on the body, the more glorious it is. All medical equipment is only intended to save lives and has no other auxiliary effects."

The father and son murmured in a low voice, and gradually the awkward atmosphere between the two returned to normal, and the harmonious atmosphere of father and son's filial piety returned to the two of them.

Polpot told Nankert about his adventures in detail, and proudly boasted about his glorious achievements in conquering hundreds of queens with his powerful body. He inherited the Roman Knights and inherited the powerful power from

The miraculous power of the Roman God of War, Mile Aluda, inherited all the super carriers and standard battleships in the Roman Knights' combat readiness warehouse, and inherited the control of all combat readiness bases on the one hundred and seventy-two planets.

Nankert's face became even more depressed, and he muttered the reasons why he appeared in the catacombs of the Pantheon.

It's very simple to say. Gu Xiechen rushed into the Paradise Star with a super carrier so arrogantly and arrogantly. The generals of the Roman Paradise Planet Expeditionary Force immediately fed back the news to Nankert. The Roman people's reconnaissance instruments were even more...

Dukat and Lily were found together with Gu Xiechen. There was no doubt that Dukat and Lily were traitors to the Roman people.

Nankert, who was sorting out some confidential things on Mars, was suddenly moved. His biological son Polport was missing. Dukat, the mixed-race son, suddenly became important. More importantly, Gu Xiechen and the others had

There was a Roman mothership on board. Immediately after Nankert received the information, the Shield of Yafik left the Paradise Planet, but did not contact the Earth Federation and simply disappeared.

As the great ruler of Roman, Nankert almost instinctively determined the destination of the Shield of Yafik - the tomb under the Pantheon, where Dukat wanted to retrieve his mother's body.

So, a bloody scene that made Nankert feel sick and vomited was staged in the catacombs, where Nankert specially waited for Dukat's arrival. The only thing that made Nankert feel that he was wrong was that he did not expect that Dukat would completely

Not impressed by his wonderful performance, he beat him up severely.

It was enough to be beaten up by a mixed-race son. Nankert knew Dukat's nature well. He could not commit "parricide" and he would definitely stop Gu Xiechen from killing him. But let Nankert

The most depressing thing for Nanket was that his biological son, Pol Pot, arrived at the right time and beat him severely. This made Nanket feel extremely wronged and aggrieved to the point where he wanted to cry.

Already.

Isn't it for the benefit of the Holdom family that I have worked so hard to perform and work hard? That half-breed man doesn't understand me, so why doesn't his biological son understand him either? There is no reason for this severe beating! Nanke

Te was simmering with anger in his heart. Although Pol Pot later learned the truth of the matter and kowtowed to Nanket in fear and apologized, he still could not calm down the anger in Nanket's heart.

Until the end, Yazak, the captain of the Doomsday Guard Brigade of the Roman Knights, suddenly appeared and told Nankert that his son Pol Pot had inherited the legacy of the Roman Knights and became the new 'real' Roman Knights.

Only then did Nankert happily accept his son again!

Gently stroking Pol Pot's soft and smooth blond hair, Old Nankert sighed with comfort: "As expected of my Nankert Holtom's child, you have a future."

After a pause, Nankert sneered: "You are better than all your brothers, a hundred times better than that damn half-breed! You are very good, very good!"

Polpot knelt down on one knee in front of Nankert, feeling that all the pores in his body were open. His father's praise made his soul almost fly to the sky. Roman people have extremely conservative and closed-minded personalities.

, rigid and stubborn tradition, in the Roman aristocratic family, the head of the family, the father, is the god of the family. Nankert praised Polport so much, especially admitting that Polport was stronger than all his brothers. This

The evaluation was so high that Pol Pot even felt a little confused and didn't know why.

"Dear father, I am deeply sorry for my offense!" The more he became distracted, the more Polpot felt that his crime was unforgivable. God, what did he do? He actually suffered from Dukat

The half-blood bastard was so seductive that he actually beat up his dear and respected father. Is this something that a qualified heir to a Roman noble family can do? This is simply unforgivable.

But Polpot forgave himself in the blink of an eye. How could he deliberately offend his father? This was all Dukat's conspiracy!

It was Dukat who deliberately instigated himself to turn against his noble father, this despicable, evil, scheming bastard!

Polpot secretly swore in his heart that he must cut off Dukat's head with his own hands - this bastard, he actually forgot the kindness that the Holdom family had given him in raising him, and he actually surrendered to the people on earth! He even

The body of his equally despicable mother was taken away from the Pantheon! Did he know what he had done? He took away a slave who had served the gods all his life. He blasphemed the great gods. This sinful guy deserved the most severe punishment.

Severe punishment and death were too merciful for him.

The air on one side suddenly fluctuated, and Yazak, whose body was gray-white and translucent, slowly walked out of the ripples in the air.

Nanket stood up in a hurry. He saluted Yazak respectfully and said, "Senior Yazak!"

Polpot also stood up quickly and bowed deeply to Yazak: "Senior Yazak!"

Yazak straightened his back and accepted the tributes from Nankert and Polport. Then he saluted Polport and said: "Your Excellency, Mr. Nankert. This is our tribute to that Gu Xiechen.

The strength simulation measurement data conducted with the metal puppets around him has an error of no more than 5%. This should be the real strength they possess."

Polpot snorted suddenly and muttered: "I should have killed him in the tomb that day."

Nankert shook his head and asked Yazak: "If you jointly launched an attack that day, would you be sure to eliminate them?"

There was a hint of shock on Yazak's hazy face. He shook his head vigorously and said in a low voice: "According to this simulation measurement data, the members of the Doomsday Guard Brigade who were in the tomb that day jointly dispatched. With all our years, we

If we use all the accumulated energy to strike with all our strength, we will at most perish together with one of the puppets."

Pol Pot was shocked. He looked at Yazak in horror. Only he knew how powerful these members of the Doomsday Guard Brigade had been after a long period of training.

Nankert frowned, took a storage chip from Yazak, stuffed it into his personal terminal, and read out the data.

A small light screen popped up, and a large amount of unbelievably high data flowed out crazily. Nankert exclaimed, and Pol Pot's eyelids twitched, looking at the high data on the light screen in shock.

Data that is enough to scare people to death.

After a long silence, Yazak analyzed the situation that day in a cold voice. There were six golden-armored puppets around Gu Xiechen, and there were only more than a hundred members of the Doomsday Guard Brigade that Pol Pot brought into the tomb. Any one

The power of the golden-armored puppet was enough to kill more than a hundred members of the Doomsday Guard Brigade. Near the entrance of the corridor outside the tomb, Yazak also sensed a strange energy fluctuation. It could be seen that the golden armor next to Gu Xiechen

The puppets are definitely not just those six.

According to the simulation calculations of the Doomsday Guardian Brigade, if Gu Xiechen had more than thirty golden-armored puppets like that, he would be able to destroy the entire Doomsday Guardian Brigade. But all the Doomsday Guardian Brigade can do is fight with those thirty golden-armored puppets

They died together and killed Gu Xiechen, who was obviously weaker.

"The losses were too great, so that day was not the best time to fight them." Yazak said coldly: "The human on earth named Gu Xiechen also had murderous intentions towards the leader, but it is obvious that

He sensed our presence and the presence of other members of the Doomsday Guard Brigade outside the Martian atmosphere, so as soon as I sensed his murderous intent, he immediately restrained himself. But he had the same idea of ​​eradicating the opponent as the leader, and this

There is no doubt about it.”

Nankert's face darkened. He originally thought that with the powerful Doomsday Guardian Brigade, he could conquer the entire Earth Federation immediately. But unexpectedly, the lucky Gu Xiechen also had an adventure, and his golden-armored puppet actually

To that point of power, the energy level possessed by the golden-armored puppets is definitely planet-level. God knows how many golden-armored puppets that lucky guy has. If he owns more than thirty golden-armored puppets, he will face the Doomsday Guardian Brigade.

It also has a certain advantage.

Polpot also walked around the room with a gloomy face several times, and finally he suddenly laughed: "Then, just think that he can temporarily compete with the new Roman Knights, even if he can temporarily compete with us. But we still have

One hundred super carriers! One hundred powerful, irresistible super carriers!"

Stomping his feet vigorously, Polpot laughed wildly and said: "On the unconventional battlefield, we are evenly matched. So on the conventional battlefield, a hundred Roman supercarriers are enough to destroy their army!"

Yazak reminded him calmly and almost coldly: "But, Mr. Captain, please pay attention to one thing - where does the super carrier in his hand come from? I have observed their super carrier at close range, and there is no obvious emblem on it.

Mark, this is abnormal. Any warship built by the Romans will definitely have a badge indicating the legion to which it belongs. The origin of a mothership without a badge is very questionable... He may have more than one warship.

!”

A clear and melodious voice sounded out of thin air: "There is definitely more than one, my children, there is definitely more than one!"

A bright holy light flashed, and a mad angel with six wings of light swaying slowly walked out of the holy light. He said in a low voice: "I found more than thirty."

As soon as Nankert saw the mad angel, he immediately knelt down and said respectfully: "My distinguished great-uncle, has your injury healed?"

Pol Pot instinctively took a few steps back, carefully widening the distance between him and the Mad Angel. Twelve hazy members of the Doomsday Guardian Brigade suddenly emerged from Pol Pot's side, forming a

A wall blocked Polport in front of him. Yazak's body suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already standing behind Mad Angel, with a gray-white sword holding tightly against Mad Angel.

of the heart.

Nankert turned pale with fright, and he screamed: "Don't be rude, Pol Pot, he is the oldest living elder of our Holdom family."

Polpot was stunned, and he murmured: "Great-uncle? Does the Holdom family still have such an ancient existence? Father's great-uncle, so who is mine?"

Mad Angel's handsome face twitched, and he sneered: "No one dares to point a weapon at me anymore!"

There was a soft sound of 'Pfft', and the sword in Yazak's hand pierced the body of Mad Angel without hesitation, sinking two inches deep into his body. Yazak said ruthlessly: "Then, I

It is an honor to pierce your heart. Weird heretic, your power makes us sick to our stomachs. There is no need to get close to the noble current leader of the Roman Knights, otherwise we will kill you without mercy!"

Nankert almost fainted. The eldest elder of the Holsham family was stabbed in front of him. The person who stabbed him was a subordinate of Nankert's son. How should this account be settled?

In a Roman aristocratic family with a strict hierarchy, offending one's great-uncle-level elders is an unforgivable crime!

The mad angel was so angry that he shouted crazily: "Nonsense, I am the last leader of the Roman Knights! I am the leader of the Roman Knights! During the Battle of Nine-Three, the Roman Knights led by me and the Earth Federation

Those fanatics of the Holy See fought bloody battles, and all the soldiers died in that battle! The Roman Knights have been destroyed, but who dares to deprive me of my honor?"

The mad angel raised his hands vigorously and shouted loudly: "Great Lord..."
To be continued...