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Chapter 39 Two Seventh Castes

The eighteen groups of propellers of the Imperial Palace were blown up by the Qiling Palace, and the remaining seven groups were barely working, and the speed was greatly slowed down.

But it has gone a long way, and most importantly, the Empire and the Sawakawa Fleet that blocked it also lost the short-term advantage they had just gained.

No one can stop it from moving forward.

On the periphery of the Oreguin, the silver spacecraft only stayed for a short time, and disappeared from its original position the next moment, appearing in the other corner of the starry sky.

It is still the same as before, with no trace of leap, no surging of dark energy, and not even the role of power. It changes its position in an instant as if it was supposed to be there.

There is no sign or trace.

It seems to be a real battleground ghost.

Since the Qiling Palace was destroyed, the situation on the battlefield has undergone a major change in less than two minutes.

Some imperial fleets had stopped chasing when they saw this strange scene, while some were still chasing and attacking it madly, wanting to avenge the empire and avenge His Majesty, while others had already begun to fear and panic.

The disadvantages on the battlefield became increasingly larger due to the chaos of the Imperial fleet.

The Sawakawa people have even given up their guidance and control over the Imperial fleet because they realize that it is a thankless thing.

Deep in the Oregon Palace.

Maqisi stood in the corridor outside the Fudi, his eyes slowly retracted from the original position of the Qiling Palace, and turned to the depths of the more distant Barsalom.

At this moment, standing inside the Oreo Palace, looking at the outline of Barsalom's Eye can be seen in the field of view.

Marqisi failed to bring out the auxiliary emperor.

She was unwilling to leave here, sat deep in the palace, and quietly waited for the arrival of death.

Marqisi was a little confused.

He could not persuade the auxiliary emperor, and wanted to do something else, but as soon as he came out, he saw the huge prayer palace collapse into a huge mass of material in the distant air, and he was completely stunned at that moment.

I stood in the corridor outside the Fudi Palace for a long time, and was in a state of dismay, not knowing what I wanted and should do.

In a trance, he suddenly felt that everything he had done during this period seemed like a joke.

And these jokes made by Marqisi were about to kill everyone.

The destruction of the Qiling Palace name had an unparalleled impact on the imperial people. At this time, even the guards who had originally "unswerved to death" in front of the Auxiliary Palace ran away.

They all heard that there were several high caste wars above their heads. The Oreo Palace was about to end, His Majesty was dead, and the Empire was about to end. Isn’t that a fool staying here to stay here and stay at his post?

At the end of the corridor, a thug stumbled over. He was holding a bottle of wine in his hand and blood on his face. The imperial uniform was already extremely messy, and there was a wicked smile on his lips. He was about to rush into the palace of the Asuka Emperor.

Emperor Fu seemed to have become the last target in the minds of many thugs - to taste the royal taste before death.

But he couldn't succeed.

The thug fell to the ground, falling violently, with blood on his face.

He came to his senses at this time and turned his head to look at Marqisi standing in front of the porthole.

He looked blankly for a while, as if he understood what had just happened.

The thug smiled grimly, he spit out his fallen teeth, sat on the ground, pointed at Marcisi and said, "Hahaha... Marcisi... you killed everyone... you killed everyone... you killed everything..."

"puff".

The thug's head exploded, and blood sprinkled backwards in a fan shape. His body twitched violently and fell backwards.

Marqisi stared at him blankly.

Slowly, sit on the ground.

At the same time, the top floor of the Olympus Palace.

Su Chen was clenching the blood-colored crystal sword in his hand. He looked at the Cai Hei Shadowman on the other side, and closed the waves and said to the Cai Hei Shadowman: "Is this your person?"

"No. This is the Watchmen's fleet—" The Cai Hei Shadowman's response was extremely solemn, "They should be reinforcements invited by the secondary state."

Two monsters are separated from the center and circle along the edge of the battlefield.

The snake girl is facing the right, and it twists its body and serpentine on the ground. Although it looks human, it does not have the seductive feeling of a human snake girl. It only gives people strength and evil.

The seven-meter-high semi-crawling creature also circled the battlefield. Its eyes fell on Su Chen for a moment, and then fell to the secondary state original life behind them. Its fluctuating information spread throughout the audience, and he mocked: "Second state, it seems that you are not that powerful."

The secondary state original life stood up at the end of the flame, and it hissed and said, "Get out--If you took action earlier, would it be so troublesome?"

The cold voice of the snake sounded at the other end, responding to it: "This is your war, why should we take action so early?"

Its mouth cracked, and the snake believed that it would swallow and vomit.

Su Chen's eyes flashed through the two people.

These are the two seventh castes... Is this... the trump card of the secondary state original life?

It found...rescue?

Su Chen's voice closed and asked the charred shadow man: "Watchmen Fleet - Who is it?"

"Ancient organization, the enemy of the gods." The Cai Hei Shadowman was also extremely vigilant. "The Watchmen Fleet is a group of spontaneous organizations. They claim to be the guardians of the world and want to eradicate and fight against all enemies and forces that threaten the world, but in fact, they are the root of riots and destruction.

"They are not many people, they come from all races and sometimes even absorb like-minded humans to be part of them.

“But their common feature is that the Watchmen are usually extremely powerful.

"Every generation of Watchmen members have an average of more than five castes.

"You should understand what this means, even if they are small in number and few in members, it is an extremely terrible force.

"This is the root of their dominance in the starry sky without race.

"Today, the Watchmen Fleet appears here, and it is impossible that they are just these two seventh castes."

The flaming voice of the burnt shadow man paused slightly here, and then his tone also included a joke: "Su Chen, how many high castes can you kill?"

Su Chen heard the fighting spirit in the tone of the burnt shadow man, but it became excited, but Su Chen couldn't get excited, and his heart sank all the way.

The sudden appearance of these two seventh castes has already made him feel very stressed.

If there is another group of the seventh castes or even higher eighth castes...

How to fight today's battle?

And at this moment, another sonic boom sounded, accompanied by a loud noise, Guan Ling and Luo Wen were late and entered the battlefield.

……
Chapter completed!
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