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1667, Civil War (7)

——AD.2162.8.25——

"Cronos" space carrier.

Is that some kind of alien that is hostile to humans and has not yet established diplomatic relations? And what’s with that long list of titles?

For a moment, Jack wanted to respond directly.

——Leader of Cerberus, Destroyer of the Batarian, Cleaner of the Indoctrinated, Star Alliance Level 5 Elite Agent, Illusive Man.

No, that sounds really stupid.

Creak — squeak!

Compared to Jack, who was still hesitant to talk to the intruders because he had so many cards, the people brought by General Grissom responded quickly.

The bodyguards and escorts immediately protected the old general and evacuated, while Misaka Eric turned the alloy conference table into a giant metal spear with his backhand and stabbed the alien who called himself "Death Blade General".

Obviously, these older generation soldiers don't care at all about the high-sounding peaceful coexistence or the consequences of reckless behavior - if you dare to come to human territory to provoke, then don't even think about going back!

But they seemed to have forgotten one thing. The alien came directly from space without using any suspicious means of transportation.

This can only show that he himself or that strange armor has extraordinary power. This kind of casual attack will only...

Cha——!

Huge and solid, the metal creation looked more like a siege ram than a spear, but it was reduced to pieces in front of General Deathblade.

"[It's so scary, it made my hair stand on end.]" He lowered the dark red light blade that he didn't know when he had raised, and then said.

The hair stood on end? Jack glanced at his bald head.

During this short confrontation, Jack had retrieved race records of all galactic civilizations obtained from the Citadel, but there was no known space civilization whose appearance or ships were consistent with his.

Either he belongs to a space civilization that was born recently, or his home planet is in an isolated corner of the galaxy just like the "Human Alliance".

But this does not explain his great strength and precise ability to find human behavior.

Since he seems willing to communicate, maybe not—

"[Originally, I just wanted to find the 'Strongest Shield' to show off, but you are qualified to be killed by my pair of 'Death Blades',]" General Death Blade stared at Misaka Eric with scarlet eyes: "[For

To be fair, let me remind you that as long as it touches you, you will die.】"

Hell, the other party wasn't here for a friendly discussion. Jack continued to quickly deploy his troops on his all-purpose tool.

Compared with the "Dead Blade General" who looked like a vanguard at first glance - or in other words, a reckless vanguard general, the movements of the entire circular spacecraft deserved more attention from him as the commander-in-chief. After all, it was his own mothership that was "trapped".

The "Magic Fleet" is free. After they confirm that the admiral is safe, they can blast them both away with the "railgun".

Although... judging from the feedback from various parts of the mothership, there are no signs of a large number of ordinary soldiers landing, but maybe they are just looking at the on-the-spot judgment of this "pioneer general".

"[I'm going to attack, you - uh uh uh...]"

General Deathblade had just taken two steps and was still making some remarks that looked down upon the human side. Suddenly, he became slurred in speech and froze in place stupidly.

This reaction... Jack looked at Professor Xavier and found that he was indeed pressing his forehead with two fingers, his expression serious.

"Quickly, disarm him..." Professor Xavier said with difficulty: "His will is very strong, I can't control it for a long time..."

Jack waved his hand, and several of the Cerberus guards left in the conference room were temporarily converted to engineers. They approached and tried to disassemble the red light blades on the two arms of the Deathblade General.

"Maybe we should kill him now?" he tried.

"Idiot!" Eric scolded: "If his life is threatened, he will immediately escape Baldy's control. We should control him and then use him to threaten other aliens on the ship!"

Uh...bald guy or something...are you interfering with Professor Xavier's concentration?

"Sir! His light blade is connected to the armor and cannot be disarmed!" The Cerberus engineer fiddled with General Deathblade's hand for a while and reported from a distance.

"Then take off the armor! Do you still need my teaching?" Jack responded.

"Oh." The engineers took out the various tools they carried and prepared to attack the light blade nozzles on their armors.

"No, stop...he..."

Bang!

Before Professor Xavier could finish speaking, a burst of red light suddenly lit up around General Deathblade, and it flew away several engineers around him as if it were an entity.

"[Hehehe,]" General Deathblade turned his eyes that had been on Professor Eric to Professor Xavier: "[Compared with the 'Superstar', you and your mind control abilities make me feel ridiculous."

"

"..." Professor Xavier closed his eyes tightly and did not speak. Compared to the soldier who was blown away by the supernatural aura, he who was forcibly broken through his mind control was more seriously injured. Jack could clearly see two lines of nosebleeds slowly coming.

shed.

"Take the professor and retreat immediately!" Jack shouted to the guards guarding Xavier.

Shocked, they woke up as if from a dream, and quickly retreated toward the door of the conference room with Professor Xavier, who seemed to have lost his ability to move.

"[Do I allow you to leave?]"

"Did I allow you to chase me?"

The words of General Deathblade and Professor Eric rang out one after another.

At this moment, the "giant lances" that had been cut into pieces by General Deathblade rose into the air one after another, surrounding General Deathblade and combining with each other, turning into rings one after another, sealing all his movable joints and key parts.

All the force-producing parts were "trapped", directly causing the vicious alien to freeze in place again.

Although these "rings" were made temporarily, they were clearly powerful and tough enough. The Dead Blade General tried to exert force several times, but was completely unable to break free or get rid of it, even if it was the kind that killed people before

Flying skills don't help either.

"[Good job, but this is meaningless.]" General Deathblade stared at Professor Eric's trembling hand stretched out to him: "[By adjusting the intensity of each force point to limit me

The effect of the action, but I can keep trying to get rid of it, and how long can you persist?】"

"...I can tie you up for a whole day." Professor Eric's voice trembled slightly, but he answered without any sign of weakness.

Jack noticed that he seemed to glance at him vaguely.

The two professors, Xavier and Eric, can exert unimaginable destructive power when commanding the "Magic Fleet", but in terms of their own combat effectiveness, they may only be in the upper-middle level of the "ferocious" level, not even the "mad" level.

Was he expecting him, as the commander of the secret force, to have a solution? Not to mention, there really was one, but they came a little late.

Jack took two steps back, turned around and opened the side door of the conference room, and then, three huge, strong humanoid wolves with shining claws rushed in.

"Skoyue, Farkas, Wilkas, kill that strange nut head," he said: "Be careful, his weapons can hurt the [Immortal]."


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