People from all levels nine civilizations turned their attention to the Galaxy civilization, and Gongsun Murong and Narasha still led 1,381 gentle assistants to fight the enemy.

The energy consciousness body suddenly launched an attack this time because they suddenly discovered a new spatial location, and at another spatial point, there were a large number of resources they reproduced and used. After the population increased, they wanted to curb the human race that was hostile to them.

Their purpose is to fight a war of attrition and constantly kill human race civilizations, especially the gentle assistants of the ninth-level civilization. The gentle assistants' ability to obtain materials for attacking their weapons has always been valued by them.

If a wild gentle assistant is found elsewhere, they will kill him immediately and will never give any chance to level nine civilization.

There is not much time left before the last large-scale war. It is the critical period when the number of gentle assistants of level nine civilizations is insufficient, so I will seize the critical period of time to cultivate it.

Then when their race can reproduce quickly, they will definitely not want to miss a good opportunity, so the war begins.

They did achieve good results before, killing more than 600 gentle assistants of racial civilizations, and are preparing to further expand the results. Who knew that the sixty-one gentle assistants of Fenheng Kingdom have become stronger than before.

The energy consciousness body draws the most experienced elite troops on other battlefields to deal with gentle assistants, and plans to kill these sixty-one first and then go back to kill other places.

Their plan seemed to be almost successful. If Gengdu's gentle assistant did not appear, sixty-one would have died.

Now they no longer think about success or failure, but rather consider how to stabilize the front.

More than a thousand gentle assistants use gravitational effects to each other and turn into a nebula. Not only does they have strong firepower, they can always leave suddenly. They throw out black hole material bombs and stir up the space where they were originally staying into chaos.

After each move of the gentle assistant, as long as there are small planets nearby, they will be attracted by their gravity and deviate from their original trajectory.

Many planets that originally had life, affected by the gentle assistant, their living environment has changed. Some are suddenly erupting volcanoes, some are suddenly changing magnetic fields, and some are backflowing.

It is more affected by the moon than the earth. The moon's gravity determines the tide. There is only one moon, and there are more than a thousand gentle assistants. There is also an impact between each other.

If the Earth suddenly encountered this group of gentle assistants, I guess... I guess the moon was made out like this, and was affected by external influences and separated from the Earth.

Of course, Gongsun Murong and Narasha didn't consider the issues of the earth and the moon at this moment. They are getting more and more excited as they grow bigger. With gentle assistants, they are more comfortable than the fleet of the Galaxy civilization. The attack power is powerful. Every attack is a wall-like energy tide.

While launching assaults at the various enemy team assembly points, the two even talked about renting the gentle assistant, Guan Fenheng Kingdom rented it. Then they went to fight the enemies of the Galaxy Civilization. I believe that as long as they were given a month, they could lead the gentle assistant to seize countless star fields from the robot, and make the robot unable to recover, freeing up more time for the development of the Galaxy Civilization.

The two of them felt that it was difficult to rent, unless it showed greater value, which made Fenheng unable to refuse. Now is a good time to gain military merits.

The energy consciousness body did not know that it was used by the two people as a tool for promotion and wealth, so they could not take care of themselves. While trying to kill more than a thousand gentle assistants, they were sad at their losses.

The most annoying thing was that at this time, the other level nine civilizations launched large-scale charges on their other defense lines, and they were facing a situation of collapse on the whole line.

"Kill for another six hours. When the weapons and energy we brought are used up, we will go back and hold a celebration banquet for everyone at that time. Countless delicacies are being made, and there are good wines to drink casually."

After a long battle, the space is constantly jumping, and the gentle assistants are also tired. Narasha is inspiring them to prevent them from being distracted, not relax, and expanding their results.

After hearing Narasha's words, the Warm Assistants were indeed excited. They liked to eat the food made by Galaxy Civilization the most. They "gripped their teeth" one by one, and they kept jumping again and again and charged against the enemy.

They fought, collected information elsewhere, and wanted to learn it.

He also urged the Galaxy Civilization to hire people who were drifting in blood, but Galaxy Civilization refused, and it refused very much. After all, they were also a level nine civilization, so it would not be possible not to give a reason.

Gongsun Dekang explained to three people who deliberately sent over to express their importance to the nine-level civilization.

"We have blood drifting, but the key point does not care about blood drifting, but Gongsun is Wuming. She is actually not ours. We cannot command her, let alone find another existence with her ability.

I believe you have discovered that one thousand three hundred and eighty gentle assistants can ignore the spatial disorder and cracks on the battlefield. They jumped out of a long distance at will. Do you admit this?"

Gongsun Dekang pointed at the simulated image, and the gentle assistant there once again made a space transition as a whole, with a flash of coordinates, and a distance of dozens of light years passed.

People who came through the three civilizations did not need to see any images. They had discovered it long ago, and even judged that the ability of people in the Galaxy civilization was similar to that of the so-called gods, and they could find any opportunity.

They understand how much harm the gentle assistants at this time have to do to the energy consciousness body. If the energy consciousness bodies want to attack the gentle assistant, they must keep up with their jumping rhythm, but there is always a reaction time and their respective positions.

When the gentle assistant jumps remotely, the energy consciousness follows, and many soldiers disappear directly into the cracks in the space. Some may be able to find them back by themselves, while others will never appear again.

There is no need for gentle assistants to take action personally, and a large number of energy consciousness soldiers will suffer casualties.

There is also a situation where the energy consciousness body has just assembled a large force somewhere and intends to devote itself to the combat plan. Before they can take action, a large group of gentle assistants arrive, first attacking, then moving away, and dropping the black hole material bomb.

So they now think that the gentle assistant of Takkeng is terrifying, it is terrifying here, not like the existence that should appear on the battlefield of level nine civilizations.

"Is there really no bloody member with the same perception ability?" A person from a level nine country seemed to be suspicious and asked Gongsun Dekang.

"No, what are you lying to do? We have more people of the same kind than you want." Gongsun Dekang spread his hands, his face full of sincerity.

The three of them took out an instrument, pointed it at Gongsun Dekang, and then nodded to confirm that Gongsun Dekang was not lying. Such rude behavior made Gongsun Dekang look ugly again.

"Support the recipe for your gentle assistant to recognize your master." Another person ordered Gongsun Dekang.

Gongsun Dekang wrapped his arms in front of him and said lazily: "No."

"What's your attitude? Ah?" The person who asked before glared at Gongsun Dekang: "How could more than a thousand gentle assistants recognize their master without your bloody Biaoling?"

"Why should I tell you what you are?" Gongsun Dekang was also angry and shouted back.

"I am a level nine civilization, stronger than you." The man said with a sneer.

"Then you ask us what we do? Are you not strong? And when you ask us for it?" Gongsun Dekang looked at each other contemptuously.

The man's mental power was suddenly released and he rushed towards Gongsun Dekang in front of him.

Gongsun Dekang stretched out his finger and gently pointed it in front of him. The person who attacked immediately squatted down with his head in his arms, in great pain.

Gongsun Dekang smiled and said, "You are too weak, don't do it. Even if we have the same combat power, you still can't beat me because our ability specifically restrains your mental power. I wasn't very clear before, but now I have learned it. Unless you tell me too much strength, don't humiliate yourself."

"Believe it or not, I will destroy your galaxy civilization!" The man felt that his thoughts had suddenly collapsed just now, and he felt as if there were countless needles in his head, and he gritted his teeth and threatened.

"You destroyed our galaxy civilization by yourself? You can't beat me, how can you destroy it? There are more masters in my family."

Gongsun Dekang smiled and said seriously: "You cannot represent your civilization. I will let our Gongsun Wuming visit you. If more gentle assistants can recognize their masters, the first condition he proposed is to kill you, and see if you can threaten us again?"

As soon as Gongsun Dekang said the words, the person who covered his head stopped moving, as if it was no longer painful. He raised his head to look at Gongsun Dekang, and the other two looked over in horror.

They are used to being domineering to low-level civilizations, but forgetting that they are asking for help. The key is that many gentle assistants can recognize their masters together. This low-level Galaxy Culture is clearly unable to compete with the ninth-level civilization, but they have the opportunity to exchange other contributions for their lives for the three of them.

"Don't argue, just talk well, you're all anxious. For the sake of war and for our human race, you won't pay attention when you're anxious." The people who came from the level nine civilization who had not made a sound have been smoothed out.

"Yes, I'm worried about the frontline war and am anxious." The man who covered his head stood up, still feeling a little painful, frowned, and said something that was considered an apology.

Gongsun Dekang didn't want to continue to intensify the conflict. After thinking about it, he said to the three people: "We can't provide personnel, but we can give you a recipe. Fenhengguo bought it from us, specifically for feeding gentle assistants. The gentle assistants like to eat it very much. We ask for the price not high."

He deliberately emphasized the Fenheng Kingdom, which means that it is also a level nine civilization, and others pay the price.

"How much?" asked the three of them at the same time.

"You find Gongsun Murong, wait for him to come back, and then let them discuss with you." Gongsun Dekang pushed the matter to his son next to him, but he did not tell the three people.

He likes diplomacy, but does not like this kind of diplomacy that is absolutely at a disadvantage. His son has more than a thousand gentle assistants who can communicate "equally". (To be continued)

ps: Today's chapter, I will make up for it tomorrow.
Chapter completed!