On the bridge of hatred, the officer waited patiently, and everyone was like that. The mortals who were summoned were once thousands of believers in the extremely glorious religious world, but now they gathered here to form the "Karmalo tribe", a revenge army.
They were instilled with the Phantom Warriors as Gods, the pioneers who brought knowledge and enlightenment in the twilight of ignorance and blind obedience.
Each Karmaluo tribe is divided into two parts, namely, the elite with a small number of people, with red flames as the flag and long white-maned horse as the pattern, while the cannon fodder with a large number of people is made of black water patterns as the flag and white leopard-print horse as the pattern.
"If you know this, you've turned into ashes now, okay, go and do your business."
The officer bowed deeply and stepped down.
The other crew members were also quiet and orderly busy with other matters in the cabin of the demon's stomach. The messengers in blood-colored uniforms conveyed daily doctrines to the guards on their posts, and slight echoes came from the marble floor.
The stretched brass lines adorn the tall observation windows, those glass made of transparent crystals.
The low and roaring engine sound of the Honour Honour and other gentle noises mixed together to form a symphony of flowers confronting each other.
Garmozejie glanced at everything in front of him, thinking about all the conspiracies and plans, and tried to make them foolproof before he himself intervened in the ground conflict of Pai Shangxing.
The curve of the planet has been captured by the instrument and is suspended low in the observation mirror below the starboard side. Although there are so many bloody winds and rains inside and outside, it still looks so peaceful and quiet.
Once again, the former Soul Drinker Think Tank felt that feeling, an urgent burning sensation that made his skin tremble like waves.
So he hurriedly threw his head back, sweating profusely, and the sweat tightly wrapped every inch and every blade of his body as if it had penetrated into a silk robe and armor.
He turned back alertly to see if anyone noticed it.
The crew seemed to know nothing about this and were still busy with the matter at hand.
Then he carefully and slowly reached his hand to his neck, gently rubbing the place where his soft skin rubbed against the neckline of his armor.
This mysterious vortex that is becoming increasingly intense is brewing there with the mystery of curse and destruction.
Snow Lotus Blade, Snow Lotus Blade, if he can't find that thing, the power accumulated in his body will eventually only lead him to destruction.
Realizing that he was in fear, Garmozejie retracted his hand and pursed his brows tightly.
He will definitely overcome all this.
"I hate you."
He wriggled his lips decorated with brass, staring at the cold and silent star floating in the observation window.
"This is what you force us to be, this is what you do to us."
While murmuring to himself, Garmozejie suddenly stood up from the command seat, pinched his helmet tightly, completely ignoring the crew around him. At the same time, his blue-purple eyes became dim and his emotions suddenly changed in an instant.
"It's ridiculous. You want to cleanse your own depravity and defilement, but you won't succeed, Soshiyan, you won't succeed."
He cursed and gasped.
"We will stop you, let you be flawed, just like us, let you be on the verge of breaking, just like us, and when the end comes, you will be weak and powerless, lonely and helpless to face the destroyer of fate-"
Garmozejie lowered his head and at that moment, he thought about what was driving his anger.
"Eleventh Legion, you--will be like us."
He gasped and whispered in a voice that only he could hear.
At this moment, he suddenly realized something and turned his head.
I saw Thousand-word Tubaker walking out of the gate that opened not far away, holding a round black crystal in his right hand.
"The enemy has been resolved?"
After Tubaker arrived on the bridge, he glanced at the void outside the window.
"Solved, how are you there?"
"Hmph, Igosermona's bastard was so stinking that he was terrible after he defected to Abaddon. He said a few words to him as if I owe him, and asked him not to be in front of me, otherwise I would definitely slap him in the face."
Igosermo and Tubeck were actually quite friendly. During the Great Expedition, they were members of the same society and had a good relationship with each other.
But everything ended with Tubeck following Aliman and the red letter spell. The two had not contacted each other for tens of thousands of years. Therefore, when Tubeck found Igosermo, the other party thought he was disguised by the change spirit, and he scolded him very much.
Garmozejie certainly knew these things, but he didn't care about Qianzi's grievances.
"What does the other party say?"
"He agreed to help us get into orbit, but he hopes you will meet Abaddon as soon as you get to the ground."
“Yes.”
"But do you really believe that guy? If he suddenly betrays us, people may be able to run away, but your boat will not run away."
Tubek was quite worried. It was not that he was timid, but that Garmozejie's plan was indeed very bold.
He wanted to sneak into the orbit of Pai Shangxing under the eyes of four battle groups and dozens of warships, with the heart of hatred, and then drop the landing craft.
If it were someone else, Tubeck would have thought that person was seeking death.
Garmozejie was worried about this but just smiled.
"He has no reason to betray us, because we are now the only reinforcements they can count on. Baga is still hid and seek with the Imperial Navy, so he is afraid he won't care about them."
"Anyway, just be sure if you know what to do. When will you start acting?"
"Five hours later."
Garmozejie was quite confident in this operation because he had a capable assistant. Not to mention whether the assistant was strong or not, but he had extremely strong camouflage ability, which could temporarily disappear from the enemy's eyes.
All he needed was the ground of Pai Shangxing and interfering with the planet's atmospheric signals to prevent them from being discovered by detectors on the ground when they landed.
In Garmozejie's plan, secrets are the most critical factor in the success of this operation.
"But I'm quite curious. The empire has occupied orbit, so why not just erase Abaddon and the planet?"
Hearing Tubek's words, Garmozej showed a twisted smile.
"Because some of the lackeys in the empire have selfish intentions, and they cannot guarantee that they can eliminate Abaddon by erasing the planet, which will completely lose control of the subspace rift."
"There is a crack in this place, and I have passed through the Pandora galaxy several times without any notice."
Tubaker mumbled, his face full of confusion.
“Not noticeable.”
"Because there is something covering the world."
But Garmozejie said that name.
"We will be able to meet it after we arrive on the planet. Believe me, it will surprise us."