Dukat Holstrom walked out of his huge 'workshop' with his head lowered.
Although he has obtained a huge amount of merit points in a series of battles such as Paradise Star, Thirteen Stars, Pluto, etc., as a shadow, all merit points belong to the glorious and great pure-blood Roman aristocrat Polport Ho.
Ermu's, for himself, he has no credit at all.
Although he has completed the Crystal Fusion Ceremony twice unprecedentedly and gained a powerful power that even the chief priests of the Pantheon marveled at, a mixed-race child is still more than him and less than him in the Holdom family.
Quite a few. The backbone of the Holsam family is the pure-blood direct lineage represented by Pol Pot Holsam, not the humble mixed-blood mongrel like Dukat who is just lucky enough.
‘Good Luck Dukat’, this is Dukat’s latest nickname among the Holsham family. In the eyes of the proud Roman nobles, all of Dukat’s achievements are nothing more than good luck!
Therefore, Dukat Holsom has been living in the same simple, messy large room where he has lived since childhood, and his treatment has not improved in any way.
He walked along the wall and walked through the spacious hall, and walked out of the main gate of the Holdom family's main castle under the disdainful eyes of the sentries. Avoiding a group of sentinels who walked arrogantly in front of the main castle,
Dukat walked through the huge square in front of the door and walked into the hangar built under a cliff. He jumped on a small shuttle with an ancient appearance.
The shuttle that kept clanging flew away from the valley where the Holdom family's castle was located.
Wearing gorgeous clothes, followed by more than a dozen Roman maids who were extremely beautiful but had equally arrogant expressions, Pol Pot lazily waved an extra-large gold-sprinkled weapon smuggled from the Earth Federation and specially made for the Roman nobles.
The ebony bone and ink landscape folding fan came over with swaying steps.
Pol Pot was in a good mood. Not to mention his contribution to the Paradise Star and the Thirteen Stars. Although a large number of troops and hunting ships were lost in the Pluto battle, he also brought back an unprecedented colorless Christo crystal ball.
And a large number of high-level crystal balls. Adding up the zero-to-zero total merit, Polpot's merit value has ranked first among the Roman elites of the younger generation. In other words, if the Roman king suddenly dies now, according to the Roman people
Due to the harsh inheritance laws, Polpot will immediately become the Roman King.
With the glittering king's throne in sight, it is difficult for Pol Pot's mood to turn bad at all, not to mention that there is a mission waiting for him with low risk but almost astronomical merit!
The good mood suddenly disappeared without a trace when Pol Pot walked out of the gate of the family castle. Looking at the tattered shuttle flying slowly, Pol Pot's face suddenly turned livid.
Angrily, he slapped his folding fan on his palm, and Polpot said angrily: "This bastard has really disgraced our Holdom family! Could it be that our family can't even buy a brand new shuttle?"
Are you up? He insists on driving this rag! Bastard...why is he still alive?"
Pol Pot was so angry that his teeth itched.
Dukat's series of performances on Pluto completely angered Pol Pot, especially when a large group of crystal people made a crazy attack, Dukat actually did not protect himself but a humble Eldar woman, which made Pol Pot even more angry.
Alport's heart was twisted.
Coupled with Gu Xiechen's provocation, Pol Pot even disliked Dukat - all the credit belongs to him, Pol Pot, what credit does Dukat, a bastard, have?
So as soon as he returned to Mars, Polport immediately took action to rectify Dukat. Using a large number of high-level crystal balls he brought back, Polport bribed the powerful chief priest of the temple, allowing Dukat and Lily to perform an unspeakable Christo deed after nearly nine deaths.
Second fusion! He wants to get rid of Dukat and Lily at once. He never wants to see these two people dangling in front of him again!
Something happened that made Pol Pot shocked and jealous. Dukat and Lily actually successfully survived the second fusion and gained unprecedented power!
That's all Dukat, he is just a mixed-race bastard. Mixed-race people have no status in the Roman family. No matter how strong he is, he is still a bastard and is destined to be a coolie!
But Lily is the purest Eldar. As loyal servants of the Romans for generations, the Eldar receive much higher treatment than Dukat. In particular, the powerful individuals among the Eldar are favored by Roman nobles and
Preferential treatment from the sacrificial group. It is obvious that the elders of the Eldar tribe have begun to train Lily as the future leader of the Eldar tribe. After testing Lily's current strength, the chief priest of the Pantheon also acquiesced to the decision of the elders of the Eldar tribe.
"That bastard Dukat has hooked up with the future queen of the Eldar people!" When he thought of Dukat's good luck, Pol Pot's heart felt as uncomfortable as being boiled with oil.
Stomping his feet heavily, Polpot turned around angrily and hugged a maid, pulling her into the nearest lounge. Not long after, unusual sounds came from the lounge. After that,
After a full minute and a half of fierce fighting, Pol Pot let out a breath of comfort. He lay weakly on the maid's body. Pol Pot played with the maid, while squinting his eyes and thinking: "Maybe.
Can I take advantage of that little woman now?"
The Roman nobles are dissolute and do not have strong ethical values, but the Eldar people are traditional and old-fashioned. If Pol Pot can get Lily by force, he can possess her forever!
Fantasizing about Lily's pretty face and petite body, Polpot felt anxious, and he plucked up the courage. "Well, the queen of the Eldar tribe is qualified to be my concubine... If I get Lily, I will become the King of Roman."
My confidence is much greater, after all, the king is still very strong now, and I will need a lot of meritorious deeds in the future to ensure my status!"
Pol Pot laughed strangely. He felt that he was too excited today. He was so excited that he could no longer control himself. So Pol Pot, who was particularly brave today, hired another maid.
Come in.
The shuttle with black smoke behind it passed through the thick energy shield above the Holdom family and flew forward almost touching the ground.
After flying for about two hundred kilometers and escaping from the surveillance of the Holsham family's peripheral defense system, a faint silver light suddenly spread around the shuttle with an old and tattered shell, and the ancient body began to deform like running water. It only took the blink of an eye.
, a shuttle with the same color as the red desert on the surface of Mars and a smooth shape like a seagull appeared out of thin air.