Uninvited guests in the fourth and third quarter

The storm of death is getting stronger and stronger.

In the abandoned building, Blood Eyes lay comfortably by the bonfire, looking out the window quietly. His expression was calm, as if he was watching the sandstorm scenery outside. The bonfire beside him crackled, and sparks splashed from time to time.

Singer has been out for three days and eight hours. Xue Tong just lay down like this, not moving at all.

Although he knew very well how precious time was to him, he just didn't want to move. He didn't want to start the meteorite level cultivation immediately. For some reason, Xue Tong felt very tired at this moment, as if all the fatigue accumulated in the past had exploded at this moment. He was too lazy to move a finger. Instead, he was lazy and wanted to lie down forever.

The death wind was howling outside, but the building was peaceful and quiet. The force field of the blood pupils was firmly opened, turning it into a shelter.

Time passed little by little, and gradually his bloody eyes fell asleep... In his sleep, every bit of x35 flashed like a movie, allowing him to see himself again. But this time, he did not feel cold and cruel as usual, but recalled those warm scenes more.

He saw himself hiding in the corner and gnawing on the bones discarded by others. He saw his harvest after defeating his prey, and also saw himself... The scene of Lier supporting each other in the warm hut. At that time, Lier was very gentle. Every day when he returned to the hut, Lier would scrub him with a smile and make delicious meals for him. He also used his soft body to warm him. It was a wonderful time, the few good memories of Blood Eyes in x35. The warmth was intoxicating.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and before he knew it, Xue Tong had slept for seven hours. This was almost never seen before in the past. Just as Xue Tong was sleeping soundly, a heavy footstep sound penetrated his eardrums. Xue Tong woke up immediately.

At the entrance of the building, Singer's burly figure appeared.

At this moment, he looked very embarrassed. His old military uniform was already torn and his body was covered with bloody wounds. His whole body seemed to have just been taken out of the blood. Some of the wounds were deep and bones were visible, but he seemed to be indifferent and didn't even look at them.

After passing through the gate, he walked to the bonfire and threw something at Xue Tong's feet. Xue Tong knew that it was a head without looking at it.

"This is what you want." Singer's voice was hoarse, just like the wind and sand in the desert. "This guy seemed surprised when I went there. I didn't expect that I would appear in front of him through layers of protection. It took no time to kill him."

"……………” Xue Tong didn't say anything, but looked at him before suddenly asking. "But it seems... you are not going well."

"Yes, sir." Singer replied without any concealment. "This city lord is nothing, but the soldiers in that city are very powerful, each of them is fearless and well-trained and well-equipped. There are many advanced hunters. It took me ten hours to kill them all. A total of 731 people meet the standards you said."

Speaking of this, Singer frowned, as if he had seen a scene of disgust.

"Sir, I had questions about your words, but when I got there, I realized that the city was a hell on earth. Those guys captured slaves from various gathering points, tied them up in a string, and one person would be killed if he made mistakes. No one dared to disobey them. And because of the lack of food, their main food was people. I even saw some children in it. They called it "chicken grain". The whole city was controlled by them with cruel means, and people were almost numb to despair. So..."

Singer gritted his teeth. "Sir, my range of actions has been larger. I have also delayed more time. Please forgive me."

The hall was silent, with only the crackling sound of the bonfire. Singer lowered his head, not knowing whether this move would make the blood pupil dissatisfied. He just felt more and more nervous. After a long time, Singer felt a gust of wind and a towel fell on his face.

"Wipe." Xue Tong said to him softly.

"Sir..." Singer looked up in surprise. But he saw that Xue Tong was turning his eyes out of the door, and he didn't even look at him. After a while, he whispered.

“Good job. I’m very satisfied.”

Singer breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you."

"Good a good rest." Xue Tong stood up and walked out the door. "We will leave here tomorrow..."

"Yes." Singer replied loudly, then fell asleep.

He was too tired. He traveled back and forth in just three days in the storm of death, and had to continue to fight with high intensity, killing more than 700 well-trained soldiers. It is false to say that he is not tired. After all, no matter how strong he is, he is just an ordinary person, and he is far from reaching the perverted physical strength of a cosmic warrior. The test given to him by the Blood Eye is not so much to observe his combat power, but rather to observe his will... and character.

Standing at the door, Bloody Pupils quietly looked at the howling wind and sand, and murmured in a low voice.

"A pitiful sense of justice? Or... principle?"

Xue Tong didn't continue to say it, but a trace of appreciation flashed in her eyes. In the end of the world, although the sense of justice is the most useless thing, it is undoubtedly the most valuable quality. Principles... are the cornerstone of a cosmic warrior. A cosmic warrior without principles can never go far on the road of evolution. Because they do not know how to persevere.

Singer is undoubtedly excellent. Just...

"The fighting style is too stupid. He still insists on head attacks in the face of more than 700 enemies. Should I say he is brave or reckless?"

Singer didn't know that in fact, his behavior along the way was shrouded in the thoughts of Xue Tong, so he knew everything about Xue Tong. He also knew how arrogant he was when facing more than 700 enemies. It was like a bulldozer that crushed the enemy. But he also suffered more trauma.

This made Xue Tong a little dislike, because under the same strength, if Xue Tong was asked to kill these soldiers, he might not even be injured. This is the combat method and tactical understanding. Xue Tong is good at grasping skills, speed and timing, while Singer is better at defending power and the courage to crush the enemy. There may be no right or wrong in these two combat methods. But if it is placed on the choice of growth, Singer's combat method is obviously more dangerous and more difficult to grow.

"It's not easy to deal with... This guy is really too tough. If Lord Hensel had been here, he would definitely like it. But I..."

Xue Tong pondered for a moment, and showed a bitter smile. "It's really a difficult problem..."

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Singer was woken up by Xue Tong. He cleaned up and walked out of the ruins. Standing in the howling wind of death, Singer's voice was almost covered by the wind. He shouted at Xue Tong with difficulty.

"Where are we going?"

Xue Tong did not answer him, but turned on the intelligent brain she carried with him. Seeing dozens of light screens suddenly jumping out of Xue Tong's body, Singer's eyes straightened. He saw what Xue Tong said to the light screen. After a while, Singer heard a strange howling sound from the sky. It was not the sound of the wind, but a sound that seemed to tear the air. Even if the sound of the storm of death was loud, it could not be covered.

Then before he could react, a shining meteor flashed through the sky, penetrated the howling wind of death and landed directly in front of them. It was not until this time that Singer discovered that it was a spacecraft that was as narrow as a hundred meters long. The surface was as smooth as a mirror, and the whole body was black, full of technology and smooth beauty.

"This...this thing..." Singer was shocked. Although he was an amazing guy in x35, when have you ever seen such a high-tech thing? You should know that interstellar immigration is the standard for improving the level of civilization. In other words, this spacecraft alone can change the current situation of x35...

However, Xue Tong was too lazy to explain to him. Instead, he took him onto the shuttle. The next moment, the shuttle rose up from the ground and flew into the sky with the flowing light.

In the shuttle, Xue Tong took the hot towel handed over by the waiter and asked while wiping it. "Have you ever heard from me recently?"

"No, sir." The waiter replied respectfully, but his expression was a little wrong.

Xue Tong noticed this sensitively and couldn't help but stop moving. "What's the matter hidden from me?"

"I dare not, sir." The waiter was scared and sweated. He could not afford to deceive a cosmic mercenary. He even didn't have to say anything. As long as there was a trace of dissatisfaction, he would be sent to sweep the toilet. But... that sir seemed even more terrible...

The waiter's face turned pale and his body was like a sieve. Seeing his fearful appearance, his bloody eyes became even more strange, and he couldn't help but ask, "What the hell happened?"

"It's... sir... but... that sir didn't let me say..." The waiter was nervous and incoherent. Fortunately, his brain was quick and he hurriedly pointed his fingers in a direction. His face was twisted as if he was crawling with a mouse.

Xue Tong looked along his fingers, but saw nothing. Thinking about the waiter's words, his eyes suddenly became cold...

"That adult... so, an uninvited guest came to my shuttle?"

As his mind turned, Xue Tong walked in that direction without hesitation. He wanted to see who dared to disrespect him to board his spaceship. Bypassing several corridors, Xue Tong quickly came to a room. As soon as he opened them, a biting murderous intent approached his temple. He didn't even think about it, and he shortened his body and stuck it like a snake.

With the current strength of Blood Eyes, this sticker should be lightning and fire, and it is not even used for a thousandth of a second. As long as he sticks it, even the peak of the comet level will definitely be terrible.

But something that surprised him happened. Under this stick, Blood Pupil only felt a piece of air hitting the corner of the enemy's clothes. Then, before he could react, a terrifying aura burst out, locking him in place.

It was an extremely powerful aura, and even the blood pupils felt chilling now. It seemed as if they had encountered a natural enemy...

In shock, only one thought flashed through his mind.

This is...planetary rating!!!??
Chapter completed!