Vankselt, Area 3. In a dilapidated bar.

Blood pupils leaned against the old and dirty sofa and sipped a glass of whiskey.

The red light at the door of the bar was still flashing, and the air was filled with the smell of alcohol, drugs, and body fluids of men and women.

This is a small bar imitating human slums, with nostalgia and decadence as the theme. Although it looks dilapidated, it is very popular in the third area. Many mercenaries like to order a few glasses of spirits here after the mission is over and find a woman to relax. Some aliens who like human style will also come here to taste the unique decadence culture of humanity.

The air in the bar was very turbid. On a small stage not far away, a woman with a hot figure was twisting her waist hard. It seemed that she was obviously in a psychedelic state. At her feet, several drunken men who were also drunk cheered one after another, and threw some star coins on her body.

Feeling the excitement of the star coins, the woman twisted harder...

"I thought you didn't like this style." A voice came from next to it, which was Brut.

I saw that as soon as he walked to Xuetong, he threw himself lazily on the sofa. He picked up a glass of ice water and drank it. His hungry look as if he hadn't rehydrated for several days.

"I just want to find a place to relax, I don't care what style." Xue Tong touched the corner of his mouth, and the bottle next to him pushed to Brut. "Are you finished researching?"

"The research is over." Brut grabbed the bottle and drank it wildly, then shook his head suddenly, and said with a clear thought.

"That place is not easy to fight. I have made a preliminary estimate. We need to break through at least seven self-propelled fortresses and three space gates. At least tens of thousands of enemies we encounter along the way, just a few of us may be sluggish. What's more, the Cestes are silicon-based creatures that are difficult to eliminate, and I don't expect that we can complete it quickly."

"But if you occupy it layer by layer, you will not be able to keep up with the pace of other leaders. It will be a failure for the entire battle."

Brut said in annoyance. It can be seen that he had been studying it for a long time, but he had not found a good solution.

This is the depression of the Second World War. With the existence of the Void Collection, the previous wars avoiding the real and turning the virtual, mobile combat, etc. have all become meaningless. No matter how outstanding the command you have, you have to go in layer by layer, otherwise you will not expect to win.

If any wise man is forced to confront him, I believe that if the military genius below the second world knows, he will definitely be depressed and want to cry.

What made Brut most uneasy was that they were facing an ancient race this time. The other party’s foundation was not only not worse than that of humans, but probably even stronger. With these thirteen stars and nearly 10,000 cosmic warriors, Brut did not have the confidence of Bass.

"You also forgot to calculate higher-level power." Xue Tong was a little worried when he saw Brut, and gave him some eye drops. "This is the second world. Stars are not top-level force. An ancient civilization, would you think it does not have a stronger existence?"

"You mean...black hole level?" Brut's mouth widened, and he opened and closed unconsciously a few times. Finally, he lowered his head.

"This is a problem."

"Don't worry, we will also have corresponding force." Xue Tong smiled slightly and drank the wine in the glass in one sip. "Because the protagonists of this war are them. You and me, including other leaders, are just supporting roles. So you don't have to worry. As long as you do our job well, there will naturally be hope at that time."

"What inside information do you know?" Brut asked in a low voice when his eyes lit up.

"Intuition." Xue Tong pointed to his temple. "Only intuition..."

"Hey..." Brut lowered his head. He felt that the mission was getting more and more difficult.

Just as he was drinking, a burst of laughter suddenly came from afar, and then a sarcastic voice rang out in time.

"Two little humans are hiding here to consider other people's kingdoms, and I don't know if it's a joke."

"Stop dreaming, we, the Stell demons, are here. Don't think of success."

"Huh?" Xue Tong frowned and saw a burly figure walking out of a corner of the bar. His appearance was very thick, giving people the feeling of a vertical bucket with six arms and two heads. Under his green skin, tendons that looked like living snakes were squirming at a high speed, and they could see that they had powerful power.

Although this monster has two heads, it is long in front and back, and each head has only one eye. At this moment, he is staring at the two of Xuetongs with one eye fiercely, his eyes full of unconcealed hostility and sarcasm.

Seeing the bloody eyes look over, he sneered disdainfully. Then he said, "What are you looking at? Just because you two still want to eat me? Don't forget where this is. If you want to use force, I will accompany you."

"Stel Demons." Blood Pupils' eyes flashed, but they did not start a sudden attack. "You should also reach out to participate?"

"That's certainly. Who told you humans to be the reptiles of the universe?" The burly monster raised his head and said arrogantly. "Since you appeared in the second world, the second world has become more and more chaotic and unsafe. You have aroused the disgust of everyone. This time, you actually want to start the war of the kingdom. I think you have lived enough."

"Wait! I will wait for you in Ceste. I hope you won't wet your pants at that time."

"Remember, my name is Tengers." He raised his chin provocatively at Xue Tong, then patted his round belly and farted.

"If you can survive this war, remember to learn to lick my toes. Because this is the only way you can ask for my mercy."

As he said that, he laughed and walked out the door, followed by a group of equally burly guards.

Looking at his back, Brut frowned at first, and after a while, he gritted his teeth. "It's trouble now. I didn't expect that the Stell demons would join in, and it's our enemy. This mission may be difficult to achieve the goal."

"Stel's demon clan is very powerful?" Xue Tong asked without raising his head, playing with the empty wine glass in his hand.

"You will know. But I believe you don't want to know." Brut sighed, losing the interest in talking.

After drinking for a while, the two stood up and returned to the stronghold. The departure time was almost up. Five hours later, the human fleet in the Second World would set off and begin a battle of the kingdom that was related to fate.

No one knows the result, but I believe that at this moment, many civilizations are paying attention to them in every corner of the Second World.
Chapter completed!