Chapter 995 The Old King's Fury

I thought the king was talking about some big thing!

He came in a rage, breaking the tacit understanding of thousands of years and inviting three kings at once.

He even acted like he was the oldest and had the most seniority, as if he was raising an army to call for an explanation.

"teacher!"

The young queen smiled and said, "I have investigated Zhao Yin. The one who came to the ninth battlefield was just his clone. Teacher, you have never even met his real body, so how can you call him your adopted son?"

The young king did not seem to care either: "Sir, for tens of thousands of years, the four of us have led the Black Armor together, and have shared life and death countless times... You must know that in the Ninth Battlefield, it is not just our human race that is at odds with the Angels!"

"The arrival of the angels in the eighth battlefield may not only target our human race. Perhaps there is still room for maneuver between the human race and the angels."

"That angel tribe went to the low-level extraordinary civilization of the human race just to spread their faith!"

"We didn't kill the human race directly. If we send troops to wipe them out now, we will completely offend the angel race...!"

"When the angels from the eighth battlefield arrive, they will definitely regard our human race as a great enemy. The human race will also bear the brunt of the attack!"

"Of course, the human race cannot be bullied. Sooner or later we will send troops to drive the angels away, but not now."

The angels are in the ninth battlefield, and humans are not their biggest enemy.

At this critical juncture, it is time for the human race to consider how to attract the angels' attention to other alien races.

How can you actively attract firepower?

The human race is weak, and surviving among all other races is not as easy as imagined.

When it comes to the survival of the tribe...having backbone is also equivalent to being impulsive and reckless.

In these years, the Book King, as the most qualified among the four kings of Black Armor.

The elderly have always been steady.

Several people couldn't understand why he was so impulsive today!

"Brother Shuzhe!" At this time, the middle-aged king also spoke: "Since the human race's red armor was defeated in the eighth battlefield, the black armor and blue armor in the ninth battlefield have been implicated."

"Every day, alien races invade the human world, and we have been sending troops to clean it up."

"But now, the Ninth Battlefield is turbulent. This is the most important battlefield for the entire human race. How can we have extra manpower to send to a low-level extraordinary civilization?"

"Besides, that low-level civilization is just a ruin of a world created by King Bai Zhan back then. Now, only a few stars still exist in our human race."

The meaning is very clear. The main force of the Black Armor Army must stay in the ninth battlefield and be ready to deal with the attacks of alien races at any time.

Even if we want to send troops to rescue the human civilization under our command, it will not be the turn of No. 108!

So many high-level worlds are in dire straits, so forget about that adopted son whom I’ve never even met!

The king who wrote the book seemed to be possessed by a demon. He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the noses of the three kings.

"Zhao Yin once called me foster father. He is also the only person who has called me father in tens of thousands of years!"

"I, Shuzhe, have fought for the human race all my life. Even if I have no achievements, I have worked hard. If I can't even protect my adopted son, how can I be worthy of being a human being, how can I be worthy of being a father!"

None of the three had expected that the Book King would suddenly get so angry.

For a moment, they all stood there in a daze.

The young queen, in particular, had always respected the book-writing king because of their connection thousands of years ago, and she was a little flustered at this moment.

How could they know that there has always been a wound in the heart of the Book King.

This injury tormented him for thousands of years.

Once upon a time, he was young and full of vigor and took it as his mission to revitalize the human race...

He is a hero in the eyes of everyone...

But there is only one exception!

That was the love of his life...

Since ancient times, heroes have needed to sacrifice.

The continuation of the human race is the result of the sacrifices of countless heroes...

Just like the Lingwei Mountain.

The writer left too many regrets in his life, which he always thinks about in his later years.

It was like a knife piercing his heart.

He fought and slew more than ten demigods in his life.

In everyone's eyes, his life was bright and brilliant.

But no one knew that there was a woman who had waited for him for a thousand years...

No one knew that she had given birth to a descendant for him...

But because of his neglect, both mother and son died!

What happened to Zhao Yin was like uncovering a wound that he had been hiding for many years.

This usually calm old man seemed to have his defenses broken...

He returned from the dreamland and after hearing the report from his old servant, he could no longer suppress himself.

In fact, at this time, the king who wrote the book, by accusing others, is also accusing himself.

It was as if there was always a child who was complaining on behalf of his mother and accusing him of being an ungrateful person.

At this moment, the king who wrote the book looked like a mad bull, his eyes were red and his whole body was trembling.

"I, the Book Master, will not waste a single soldier of Black Armor, nor will I eat an extra mouthful of rice. If you are unwilling to send someone, then I will go there myself!"

"My son, I will save him myself!"

"Don't forget, I am the king of the human race and a father!"

After saying this, the Book King turned around, took big strides, and disappeared into the living space.

The three people who stayed behind looked at each other.

He just left?

Haven’t you said a few words yet?

"Didn't the old king ask the three of us to come here to discuss something?"

The middle-aged king frowned: "He didn't discuss it with us either?"

"He speaks nicely, would we disagree?"

At this moment, the three of them felt that the purpose of the Book King calling them here was to have a tantrum.

Everyone felt puzzled by the sudden collapse of the Book King's faith.

"Teacher, in your heart, you value that adopted son so much. Maybe... we are really wrong!"

If there were no contributions from the Book King in the human world, there would be no black armor today.

Everyone saw his strength and his dedication, but no one ever asked him what he wanted or needed...

"Now that the angels are making unusual moves and the teacher is seriously injured, I am a little worried." said the young lady king.

"Although the old king is often injured, he is a man of the older generation and it is not easy for him to get into trouble."

The middle-aged king shook his head: "He will be fine."

"The ninth battlefield cannot be lost, we have to stay and guard it!" said the young king.

……

Daxia Seoul.

Zhao Yin had already cleaned up all the spoils.

There are 10,000 space bracelets!

There are a total of 280 pieces of damaged SS-level equipment!

Now that the beast herd is stronger and its abilities are more powerful than before, all the damaged equipment has lost its usability.

However, Zhao Yin can still use it to upgrade his life space.

And the SS-level equipment that was looted from five thousand elderly slaves and survived the war.

There are a total of six hundred and fifty pieces!

After all, the elderly group that survived in the end are considered to be the strongest among the elderly group.

There are thirty pieces of SS-level equipment in Lao Zhang’s space bracelet alone!

If the equipment had not been damaged, Zhao Yin would have obtained nearly a thousand pieces of SS-level equipment from the elderly group.

This shows how powerful the angels are!