Chapter 1310: Breathing light

"Your Majesty! The unmanned reconnaissance aircraft found that the other party was attacking from all sides! They were attacking the aborigines on the Hope 2 planet with extremely cruel methods!" An intelligence officer handed the document to Luther's hand, and reported the report.

"The effect of the reconnaissance aircraft has been determined! The second round of orbital bombardment is ready! This time the bombardment is expected to be three rounds of bombardment! Coverage area expanded by one-third!" Another officer stood at attention and saluted, reporting to Chris Hui.

Chris dropped the document in his hand and looked at the staff officer aside: "So, we wanted to send a liaison officer to talk to them about the plan, there is no need to implement it?"

"Your Majesty! If you continue to contact the other party... it's not impossible, just the liaison officer's risk index..." the staff officer said embarrassedly.

At this time, if you send the diplomat there, it will really be considered life-threatening. Although the empire has no shortage of loyal and brave men who are willing to give their lives, it is still very distressing to waste it in useless places like this.

Chris felt that it was not in the interests of the empire to continue killing with such a powerful human force, so he ordered: "Well... then send an ordinary puppet over! If they want to talk, talk about it, if they don't want to. Talk, then we will go according to the original plan!"

He coveted the population on Planet Hope 2, and he was naturally possessive of the masters of the Heavenly Sword God Sect.

In Chris's opinion, as long as the Heavenly Sword God Sect is willing, he can accept the opponent's surrender, join forces, and leave a place for the opponent within the Ailan Hill Empire.

"Don't stop attacking conventional weapons!" Chris thought for a while, and added: "If you convince them, it will be easier to talk about it... It's weapons of mass destruction, don't use it for now."

It is a pity that this is just his wishful thinking. At the same time, on the side of the Heavenly Sword God Sect, the white-haired old man has sent a fifth team of 500 people to move in a different direction and continue to expand his occupied area. !

In the same way, he did not give up the order to exterminate him. Although the current news feedback proves that most of the ordinary civilians they encountered were ordinary civilians without the power to bind chickens, but the murderous intention of the Heavenly Sword God Sect had risen, and there was no possibility of change!

"These things don't have the slightest aura induction! They are definitely not spiritual weapons!" An old man who had been observing the things on the table for a long time, looked at the white-haired old man, shook his head, and said affirmatively.

He had never seen such a thing, and he could fly in the sky without relying on any aura.

What is even more confusing is that this kind of thing actually gives people a feeling of being watched, as if it were a kind of terrifying spell such as the sky's eye technique.

The white-haired old man looked at these parts on the table again, and he had never seen it before, and the mechanism technique would be so pleasing to the eye.

These parts were not wood, but something made of metal that he had never seen before. Light and strong, even his flying sword attack did not deform these parts too much.

He twisted a fragment, and saw the screw on it, the even thread, making him creepy.

The other party has such a stable means to paint such uniform lines on steel-such manipulation power and such processing technology are not possessed by the Heavenly Sword God Sect.

The previous battle with the **** puppet has also made the Heavenly Sword God Sect a little jealous. The long swords in the hands of the **** puppets are as strong as the flying swords that have been tempered by aura for a long time. After being entangled by magic, the sharpness is even better!

From the details, the white-haired old man can see that there are too many, too many powerful shadows of the other party. This made the white-haired old man very uneasy, and this uneasiness became more when he moved his eyes to look at another thing.

It was a black square device. The whole body was dark and sturdy. When this thing was found, a corner of it kept shining with red light, as regular and long as breathing!

This thing didn't have the slightest aura, and it didn't look like some kind of spiritual weapon driven by aura. Frankly speaking, the white-haired old man doesn't know what this thing does, even if he has lived for hundreds of years, he can be regarded as knowledgeable.

"It seems that the other party didn't use more auras except those difficult and weird puppets...So, the people here may not be able to practice, they just used some auras superficially." The white-haired old man thought a little bit. , Once again felt that I figured it out.

He felt that the team he had sent had only found some mortals who could not cultivate spiritual energy, people who represented this world, could not cultivate spiritual energy.

The other party can only use aura to produce those puppets, and has developed some methods such as evil spirits.

Therefore, he is more interested in these methods now! If you can save aura and use these methods to weaken the enemy first, then the combat effectiveness of the Heavenly Sword God Sect will be soaring.

Those once opponents are no longer the opponents of the Heavenly Sword God Sect! Thinking of this, the white-haired old man's face was inexplicably lighted with a gloomy smile.

"Pass the order! Let them look carefully! If you find a local who knows similar methods, stay alive!" Thinking of this, the white-clothed old man ordered again.

After speaking, he seemed to have thought of something again, and added: "The rest are still left alone! Always let those untouchables know the consequences of angering the Divine Sword Sect!"

In a remote Ailan Hill Empire tent, a sergeant looked at the cursor on the computer screen, pointed to the officer next to him, and said, "Sir! After the black box signal of the crashed drone moved to this position, it stopped. Coming down!"

The officer frowned and looked at the cursor that was no longer moving, lowered his voice and asked, "Is there any trap...the trap that tempts us to waste missiles?"

"Sir, I don't think that the other party has this ability. It is very likely that they are the same as the natives here. They don't even know what the black box is..." The sergeant said his thoughts.

"Okay! Transmit the coordinates to the missile unit! Let them fire a tomahawk and try to attack the coordinates." The officer nodded, agreeing with his subordinates' speculation. He also felt that no matter how he looked at the enemies in white clothes, he didn't seem to be able to recognize the appearance of the black box.

A few minutes later, the roadbed launch vehicle carrying the Tomahawk cruise missile began to prepare for launch. Their attack target was very clear, like breathing, flashing on the coordinate map...