Alien Queen

The wine is the strong liquor favored by the dwarves, and the dishes are carefully cooked by the delicious halfling chefs. Together with various fruit wines made by the elves, this is called Ninety-six by the Mosnir iron-blooded clan. The palace of the main city of Parsa in plane No. 1 was full of people and drinking glasses.

The main city of Pasa is named after the city lord Pasa. This strong man with a quarter of the Mosnir iron-blooded blood is famous for his powerful force, coupled with the trust of the iron-blooded clan and the large number of High-tech Demon equipment, this vast world of the former Lord God was managed extremely well by Pasa. At least there has been no resistance war in Plane Ninety-six, which has a large racial population, for hundreds of thousands of years.

There is a round table made entirely of crystal clear jade on the metal suspended balcony. On the front of the balcony is an embossed elf beauty bound by a string, with a lifelike body, the elf beauty's vivid face and a pair of charming eyes. The beautiful eyes that evoke the primitive desires of any male creature are completely projected onto the round table filled with all kinds of delicacies and wine.

There is more than one such metal suspended balcony in the City Lord's Mansion. From a distance, the City Lord's Mansion, which is tens of meters high, is surrounded by such undulating metal suspended balconies. In addition, the bottom and bottom of the balcony are cast with ancient magic runes. The four corners are decorated with colorful violets and bell fruits, which also make the main palace the most beautiful scenery in the main city of Pasa.

Why did you choose to be here?

The elf beauty on the relief made Destiny God Helen feel a little awkward and uncomfortable no matter how she looked at it. Taking a sip of the green fruit wine, Helen's eyes swept across the balcony and looked at the street outside the city lord's mansion. At the same time, she looked at Mi who was sitting next to her. Cheer asked: Are you sure this Pasha is reliable?

Today's Helen is even easier to ignore than most of the maids in the city lord's palace. Changing her appearance and external temperament is an extremely common thing for the Lord God.

“If I can’t even trust my own relatives, then who can I trust?”

Mitchell, who also changed his appearance, smiled lightly and responded: Pasa has a quarter of the dark iron-blooded blood, but first of all, he is still my descendant. In a certain sense, I am still a traditional human being, dealing with the iron-blooded family. While fighting, I have to ensure that our family’s bloodline will not be cut off at my hands.”

Do I only care about safety?

Dark Lord Dret's appearance today looks like an old magician with a rotten atmosphere exuding from his bones. His eyes can't help but scan the courtyard of the city lord's palace below and the streets not far away. At the same time, He whispered: According to what you said, the eye star is everywhere. If we sit here in the open and eat and drink, who can guarantee that we will not be discovered by the Dark Iron Blood?

The Eye Star can only record and transmit real-time images like a memory crystal ball, and the screening is also carried out in the Iron-Blooded Base and the battleship. This is just an ordinary comparison and screening of appearance and facial features. The three of us plan to We have changed our body shape and appearance, and even if the star of the eye is photographed above our heads for a long time, Iron Blood cannot clearly know who we are.

As he spoke, Mitchell touched a white beard on his chin. Today he was dressed as a retro human swordsman.

Today is Pasa's 9900th birthday party. There are many guests coming and going, and the three of us are exactly Pasa's friends in body shape and appearance. Originally, those three people were secretly executed before we came. No one will do it because of us. The existence of three people is suspicious.

Mitchell said and added.

Do we have to come here?

Helen, the Lord God of Destiny, still felt that it was inappropriate to show up in public like this. After seeing all kinds of high-tech demon equipment of the Mosnir iron-blooded clan, and confirming the existence of the Lord of Iron-Blooded God, when she thought of the top of her head There were an indistinguishable number of eye stars in the sky that could not be seen, monitoring every move on the ground, and Helen felt uncomfortable all over.

You must come here.

Mitchell said solemnly: My spy in the main ship Mosnir can only send information to Pasa, and the only place I can control is Pasa where I can receive Mosnir. The information transmission device of the main ship No. 1, if we want to find out the Iron-blooded plan during this period and the whereabouts of the Iron-blooded Lord God, etc., then we must make a trip here.

I still think it's a little too risky.

Dark God Dret whispered: If your spy has been exposed and Dark Iron Blood deliberately released false news to create suspicion, then we will definitely be fooled.

probably not.

Mitchell frowned: We have agreed on the key in advance during each information transmission. The form of the key is agreed upon early on. It is different every time but has a certain sequence. Only when the key is in , that information must have come back from my informant.

You didn't understand me.

Dark God Derrett looked at the gate of the city lord's palace, which was once again noisy, and said at the same time: Dark Iron Blood is sure that your informant is or is not sure who your informant is, but as long as they suspect that there is a traitor in the main ship, As long as you release some false information and your informants are fooled, we will also be fooled.

Then I can't figure it out.

Mitchell smiled bitterly and said: There is nothing I can do when I come here. It has been more than a month since we fought against the Iron-Blooded Lord in the turbulent flow. The Iron-blooded side seems to have no idea of ​​our existence at all. None. The bases scattered in various planes should be like this. On the contrary, we are tied up and dare not act rashly. How long will it take to hide in Tibet like this? In addition, you guys seem to be inseparable, and we will wait endlessly like this. Maybe Iron Blood will not collide with us after all, and our own unreliable alliance may break up and fight.

Dark God Dret curled his lips and said nothing - he did not want to express any opinion on this issue.

I care more about Nicholas than Dark Iron Blood.

God of Destiny, Helen said with a long sigh, but before she could say anything else, she almost looked at the northern sky above the City Lord's Mansion with Mitchell and Drette.

A monster in bright clothes that looked more like a combination of humans, half-orcs and the Iron-Blooded clan walked towards the gate surrounded by his attendants. Almost at the same time he arrived at the gate, a burst of Drette and Helen appeared in the northern sky. A not huge aircraft emerged from the familiar sound of magic engines.

The speed was very fast, but within a few seconds the warship that looked like a giant bee flew to the street in front of the city lord's palace. Someone from the city lord's palace had already come out to clear the street, and the not-huge warship stopped directly. In front of the spacious mansion.

The hatch opened with a puff sound of gas leaking, and then three Predators equipped with standard armor and equipment walked down. The monster, Pasa, the lord of this city, immediately bowed down. Welcoming him.

Don't be nervous, it should be the Dark Iron Blood members stationed at this base who are here to support us.

It was obvious that Dark God Drette and Destiny God Helen were a little nervous. Mitchell said to the two during a spiritual exchange: Pasa has a good relationship with many orthodox predators stationed in this base. Today's game It’s normal for a few people to come to the banquet.”

Nodding slightly, he saw Pasa walking toward the mansion with the iron-blooded warriors all wearing elephant masks. God of Destiny Helen glanced at the battleship guarded by the guards in the mansion, but did not feel anything unusual. Then she continued the topic just now: Baikui and Derrett thought that Nicholas found a way to return to our plane group, and Manazido thought that he found someone in this plane group that he thought he was. Live in seclusion in a hidden and safe plane and try to break through to the main god or possess more main gods and beasts in a short period of time. Of course, Mr. Mitchell, you and I think so too.

As he spoke, he sighed again. Although the body shape and appearance of the God of Destiny were not outstanding today, this sigh, which was not deliberately changed, was full of charm and pleasant to listen to.

But I always feel that things are not that simple. If he just lives in seclusion in a certain plane of this group of planes, Nicholas does not need to hide too much from us. After all, he or his mother beast or even any powerful alien Even if the beast becomes the main god, it will trigger divine punishment. I don’t think Nicholas will bet that we will be rushed to him by the iron-blooded main god first, right? Besides, even if we can make it in time, the dark iron-blooded main god will not even need to dispatch the main god. He will just blast a few blasts at the plane where the natural punishment is raging. The anti-matter gravity cannon is enough to kill Nicholas or us who rush over.

After saying this in one breath, Destiny God Helen shook her head and smiled bitterly. Judging from her expression, this problem has been bothering her for a while.

He alone is now protected by seven divine beasts. Where can he go in this world?

Dark God Derrett sneered: Regardless of quality and quantity, the number of Lord Gods possessed by Nicholas alone is almost the sum of the several of us. Why does he still want to be with us? Is the goal not obvious enough? Aren't you afraid that we will Holding him back? It seems to me that he has either gone back to his original plane group or is hiding to watch the fun. Maybe he will come out to clean up the mess when we and the Dark Iron-Blooded are both injured.

Maybe.

Before the frowning Destiny God Helen could object, Mitchell sighed and took over the conversation: We can't rule out Mr. Drette's statement. Maybe Nicholas really thinks so.

In this case, let's just go our separate ways.

The Lord of Darkness Derrett found an opportunity now, and said with a sneer: Whoever is willing to make the first move will do it. Bai Kui and I will definitely not think so.

With an expression on her face, If you say so, Derrett will definitely say this, Helen, the God of Destiny glanced at Mitchell, then looked at Derrett and asked: What we say now is just judgment. That's all, no one can be completely sure of what the facts are. Under the current situation, if we spread out further, we may reduce the chance of being bombarded by the Dark Iron-blooded main ship, but this will definitely increase the chance of being killed by the Dark Iron-blooded Star. Or find the opportunity by other means, don’t forget that Dark Iron Blood has a main god...

Everyone can say nice things, but I still have to say ugly things first.

Derrett interrupted Helen's voice indifferently and said lightly: If we take the initiative and Nicholas has not come back before the war with the Dark Iron Blood, at least Baikui and I will not fight desperately; if we are passive, , when Baikui and I say goodbye or leave without saying goodbye, you won’t blame us for being greedy for life and fear of death. Facing a race of demonic weapons that have far stronger attack power than our main artifact or even the supreme main artifact, and they still have it to this day We cannot determine the number of Lord Gods. Faced with such an enemy, there is no shame in temporarily avoiding or running away.

Nicholas will definitely come back.

Helen, the God of Destiny, did not try to persuade Drette to change her mind. Perhaps she knew that there was no point in doing so. She solemnly said with an affirmative look: A lot of things have happened, except for a few things that were caused by the gears of fate. Except that the changes have not happened, most of them are the same as the future that I was lucky enough to peek into through the laws of fate. I have seen Nicholas appear in our final decisive battle with the dark iron blood, and Manazido's divine attack seven days ago The prophecy also saw that Nicholas will be the key to our victory over the Dark Iron Blood. So, Derrett, please persevere and survive this most boring and disturbing time. I believe...

Stop it. You can keep these words and tell them to Bai Kui and Masdaq to see if they will listen...

Derrett said lightly, and Mitchell, who was frowning, suddenly interrupted: Silence.

Lord Barlow, Lord Moni, and Lord Kain. The Lord of the City cannot leave with the distinguished guests, but he asked me to toast them with drinks on his behalf.

A fat man with a smile on his face quickly walked to the metal suspended balcony and bowed to the three Mitchells as he spoke.

Lord Alger, you're welcome.

Mitchell quickly stood up and returned the salute, but Derrett and Helen also said a few polite words.

This is a fine wine that has been collected by the city lord for over ten thousand years. The quantity is so rare that only one bottle per table can be maintained. The numbers have been compiled according to the number of seats at the wine table...

The little fat Alger turned around and took a crystal wine bottle carved in the shape of a naked woman from the maid's plate behind him. With his chubby fingers, he slightly turned the head of the naked woman-shaped wine bottle, which was the woman's neck. The agile naked girl poured out golden wine from her mouth.

I can't spend more time with the adults. I have to go somewhere else.

The little fat man had a drink with Mitchell and others, and after saying a few polite words, he turned around and took the maid away from the metal suspended balcony.

After waiting for a moment to make sure no one would come to disturb him, Mitchell picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass for Helen and Drette. When he put the bottle down again, there was a black flake on his palm that was no more than the size of a fingernail. Metal smiled slightly and drank the wine in his glass. Then he said to the other two people: That's it.

Subconsciously looking at the black metal piece that disappeared in Mitchell's hand, Helen and Drette, including Mitchell, didn't know what this thing represented to them... (To be continued