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Section 779 Negotiations

"Take the robbery, are you saying there are other people?"

Singer was stunned and looked up. He saw that the sky was clear. Where could anyone else have any shadows?

However, as Li'er's voice came out, the space around them began to twist, and blurry and mysterious shadows appeared. They were all projections of energy and could not see clearly. However, they were basically divided into camps in terms of appearance characteristics.

One of the more burly shadows bowed to Li'er and said seriously.

"The cosmic mercenary, planetary inspector, Biller, say hello to you. The mighty His Highness Riel."

"Star Pirates, planetary wanderers, ashes, say hello to you."

"Death Mercenary, Planetary..."

"Gustasmin..."

“Eltermin…”

“Motami…”

"Craming..."

……………………

Seven shadows, seven different camps. If it weren't for seeing with your own eyes, Singer would have unimagined that in the fierce battle just now, there were seven such guys lurking around. And after their self-introduction, they were all planetary.

Seven planetary ratings!!

God……

Singer took a breath and felt a chill in his heart. How powerful and terrible power is this. Any of them can destroy the planet. The seven people are together, even a star field cannot bear it. This is no longer a power of general meaning. To be precise, these seven people alone are enough to start a war of destruction against a certain wisdom or a higher country.

This is simply a nightmare!

As a ‘meteor’, Singer had never been exposed to a planet before seeing Lil. That was already an imaginary level for him. He would never have thought that he would come into contact with this level that occupies the upper end of the universe’s food chain.

But today, he saw seven at once!

Have you not woken up after drinking too much after cooking?

Singer bit his lower lip hard and felt the severe pain coming from his lips. He felt much more awake.

At this time, he heard Li'er's voice.

"If I don't say it out, are you going to never come out?"

Li'er said softly, her eyes falling on the distant sky. Her expression could not tell her happiness or anger, nor did she think about what she was thinking. It gave people a mysterious but suffocating pressure.

However, this kind of pressure is terrifying to ordinary people, and it is nothing to these warriors who are also at the planetary level.

The burly warrior of the cosmic mercenary stepped forward and said politely.

"His Royale Lil, I have no intention of offending your dignity. In fact, I am here to protect your kingdom and… uh… legacy during your disappearance."

"It's just for legacy." Li'er sneered. "As for my country, it will be destroyed by the mirror before I appear."

"No, it's not destroyed. Because she hasn't stepped on your main star yet." The burly warrior shrugged. "You should be clear that we don't want to involve conflicts with subordinates. And our identities are enough to be able to take care of your main star. After all, we are not nannies."

Li'er was silent and nodded after a while. "You are right. So, besides protecting my...well, what else do you want to get?"

"It's your country. Well, if you persist, we don't need to waste time on this topic. Then I'll just say it straight, I hope you go to the Third World." The burly warrior smiled politely. "Our councillors want to see you. One is for your miraculous growth history, another purpose..."

“Please say hello to your partner.”

“…………”

"Very good. I understand." Li'er nodded. She watched the other party salute and disappeared into the void. Then she asked the Star Pirate's messenger. "What about you? What do you want?"

"The President wants to see you." The messenger of the Star Pirate replied happily. "He is dissatisfied with the recent situation in the Ghost Realm. You should be clear that if it weren't for your affection, these little guys' nonsense would have been punished long ago. The President hopes that it will not affect your views on the Star Pirates and... affection. After all, we are the same camp, right?"

"However, tolerance is limited. No matter how strong the president is, he must take into account the opinions of the people below. His Highness Lille, I hope you understand the president's difficulties."

"Only the weak need to understand the hardships of the strong." Lier replied. "But the Star Pirates are indeed my first camp. I can understand the president's mood. Do you have anything else?"

“Please say hello to your partner.”

The Star Pirate Messenger stroked his chest and bowed, and also disappeared into the void.

Then, Eltermin... Gustasmin...

These two Mings are not as polite as the universe mercenaries and star pirates, and they directly asked Li'er to go to the Third World to report the ruins incidents seven years ago to their respective leaders.

"You know, in that incident, our hands disappeared. For us, death is not terrible. But the sin of inability to complete the task will accompany their souls until eternity. It is the shame of the warriors. Whether you or me, you know what that means."

"No one, no one, can bear this shame. The reason we protect your kingdom is to wait for your reappearance and to free their sins."

The Elter Prayer saluted politely. But at the same time said sharply. "If you cannot meet our needs, then you, including your kingdom, will not have a meaning of existence. I see your powerful power, but you should also believe that we can do it."

The Gustas messenger also saluted behind the Elites. "The request of our clan is the same."

"Is this a threat?" Li'er raised her eyebrows and a red light suddenly flashed in her eyes.

"No, this is an invitation." Elter Prayer replied. Then, along with the Gustas Messenger, disappeared...

Next, there are only three camps left, Death Mercenary, Mota, and Clay.

Before the messenger of the Death Mercenary could speak, Li'er waved her hand. "No need to say, your people have invaded my kingdom, whether it is a personal act or not. I will not listen to your explanation. So leave my sight immediately. Immediately!"

The messenger of the Death Mercenary nodded and disappeared without saying anything. Then Li'er turned her eyes to the last two shadows.

"Mota, Clay..."

"I have to say that these are two names that are well-known but full of mystery and power. Then tell me what I can do for you."

"Our name has never been just a code name. For those who don't know, it means mystery, but for those who know it, it is just a way."

A shadow suddenly swayed, and countless bandages flew out from it, rolled back and forth, forming a human form.

"Kimo tribe, Giskit, say hello to you. The powerful, His Highness Lil."

"Knowing and unknown?" Li'er pondered for a while, then said. "Stop talking nonsense. You and I know that it's boring to pretend to be mysterious. Tell me your purpose."

"We, for shelter."

Mota's bandage messenger smiled slightly and said without hesitation. "We can provide protection for you, your wisdom, your partner, and even for everything you have appointed. No one can harm you. This is Motamin's promise."
Chapter completed!
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