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1399 worst case

Neither Jiuyou Sect nor Lu Wuyue have ever thought about taking the benefits of others for nothing. They know how to give and think that this way they can last long.

In their long-term escape life, they learned many things and possessed many precious qualities - each of them had their own firm beliefs to be able to persist to this day in such a desolate state.

Lu Wuyue left, and before returning to the front line in the Z-30, he left this sentence for Chris: "I will fight for the Elanhill Empire and prove the value of the Nine Nether Sect to repay His Majesty's kindness."

Then, this sword-like saint from the Nine Nether Sect walked into the cabin of the plane and disappeared into the horizon with the sound of the roaring engine.

"Do you feel it's a pity that such a great beauty couldn't become the new princess?" Andrea's voice came from behind Chris.

Chris smiled, then turned to look at the beautiful elf princess, and said, "Not all good things have to be pocketed."

"I thought that Your Majesty might be willing to collect such strong men." Andrea looked at the red-haired Arisia beside her, with a teasing smile on her face: "What do you think, Arisia?"

"It belongs to His Majesty, and I can't run away no matter what." Aricia replied with a sweet smile: "Just like you, just like me... I actually think that this saint of the Nine Nether Sect can't run away."

"Looking at what you're saying, it's like I'm a gangster who falls in love with someone." Chris walked back, refusing to admit his lecherous nature.

However, his refusal was a bit weak because he already had many concubines and had a lot of sons and daughters.

The empire is so powerful that officials are no longer willing to ask about such trivial matters as His Majesty the Emperor's willingness to have more concubines.

Anyway, the issue of the crown prince that they were most worried about had been solved. Things like the emperor's private life naturally did not arouse their interest.

On the other side, in a camp specially built for the Jiuyou Sect near the front line, the Great Elder, who had become a puppet, finally adapted to his new body.

Although he cannot continue to practice, and although he cannot touch all the beauty of this world, the great elder is still very excited.

He can feel something unprecedented and can continue to take care of the Jiuyou Sect. This is already many times better than death.

The second elder has always been by his side. This time they stood on the edge of the tarmac of the camp, waiting for the second batch of prisoners to arrive.

Soon, a Z-30 transport plane roared and hovered overhead, then landed slowly until it stopped in the center of the apron.

Then the prisoners of the Heavenly Sword Sect were escorted out, one after another. When the last one stepped out of the plane, more than 60 swordsmen with magic-forbidden handcuffs on their hands were already standing densely in the open space.

Two puppet robots finally stepped off the plane carrying a large box made of metal. Their steps were heavy, and one look at the box showed that it was very heavy.

Those were the captives' flying swords, which were locked in the box. This prevented the captives from having any dangerous thoughts and also made flight transportation safer.

"I never thought that one day we would be able to rely on others to capture so many prisoners of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect." The great elder spoke and praised in a mechanical voice.

The second elder was very excited because this was the second batch of prisoners that their camp had welcomed. This showed that the battle on the front line was going smoothly and that they were one step closer to overthrowing the rule of the Heavenly Sword Sect and gaining eternal security.

"It seems that everything will get better and better." The second elder thought of this and murmured.

The First Elder suddenly seemed to remember something, looked at the Second Elder and said, "Those sect disciples have already left?"

The sect disciples he was talking about were the sect disciples who, according to the arrangement, were going to the planet assigned to the Jiuyou Sect for preliminary settlement and development.

Now that the Jiuyou Sect has joined in and is willing to submit to the rule of the Ailanthir Empire, the Ailanthir Empire's promise will naturally take effect immediately.

On the one hand, the Jiuyou Sect was impatient, and on the other hand, the Airanhill Empire was vigorous and vigorous. A planet that was originally idle was immediately selected and became a new "Dongtian Paradise" named Jiuyou.

Ailan Hill is responsible for allocating supplies, including food and other construction materials, to cooperate with the Nine Nether Sect in developing this desolate planet.

The Jiuyou Sect immediately dispatched 2,000 people to take the Little Lover, an Airanhill Empire transport spacecraft, to Jiuyou.

These people have already left in a spaceship and are expected to arrive at Jiuyou soon. And the communication equipment they carry can also immediately report the situation of Jiuyou to the senior officials of the Jiuyou Sect here.

Leading the 2,000 people to leave were the third elder, who was tall and broad, and the fourth elder, a strong man who didn't talk much.

The ones who stayed on Planet Hope 2 were the fifth elder and the second elder of the Nine Nether Sect. They wanted to cooperate with the saint here and maintain the relationship with the Eilanhir Empire as much as possible.

At this moment, everyone has reached a consensus, that is, the Airanhill Empire is almost their final destination.

Seeing the "old acquaintances" of the Jiuyou Sect, the captives of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect obviously relaxed a little. The feeling of being captured by a group of unknown enemies is completely different from being captured by a group of familiar enemies.

At least, as swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Sect, they somewhat understand the bottom line of the Jiuyou Sect. It seems that they can save their lives this time.

"Have people send them to the barracks... Before they receive education and transformation, their flying swords must be kept strictly." The great elder ordered the several Jiuyou Sect disciples around him with his hands behind his back.

"Yes! Great Elder!" Several swordsmen clasped their fists and lowered their heads, and then began to distribute the prisoners. After a while, these prisoners were taken away, and the Z-30 transport plane also rose into the sky and disappeared at the end of the sky.

The second Z-30 landed on the tarmac immediately. The appearance of this aircraft looked a little different from those military models.

The cabin door opened, and in the empty cabin, only a woman carrying a sword walked out. Seeing this tall figure, the second elder immediately smiled on his face: "Saint! It's the saint who is back!"

"How's it going?" The great elder walked up to Saint Lu Wuyue and asked despite the air waves of the Z-30 taking off.

"Maybe it's the worst case scenario." The saint's answer made the second elder's face become serious.

However, her words then eased the tension: "We, the Nine Nether Sect, may never be able to repay the debt we owe to Alan Hill."


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