"Explanation?" Luo Lang raised his eyebrows and suddenly smiled, making people's eyes light up and giving the illusion that the whole world had become brighter.

Suddenly, Luo Lang's right hand suddenly shot up, and a white light flashed.

The purple-robed old man had clear eyesight and quick movements, and he retreated several meters with one step.

A piece of purple clothes slowly fell from the air and finally landed on the ground. It was originally part of the purple-robed old man's sleeve robe, but at this time, it had been neatly cut off.

At this time, Luo Lang already held an unsheathed sword in his right hand. It was this sword that chopped off a corner of the purple-robed old man's sleeve.

The old man in purple robe looked at the piece of clothes on the ground, slowly raised his head, his eyes were condensed: "The Four Heavenly Kings..."

He is one of the twelve law enforcement officers under Lord Zhen. Before coming here, Lord Zhen had warned him to be careful about the four new kings who came out under Lord Gen.

The original Twelve Guardians were familiar with each other and knew each other's bottom line, so there would usually be no problems. But they had never seen the new four heavenly kings. Although they had heard their subordinates mention their appearance and characteristics, but in

The image in his mind is still very vague, let alone knowing the bottom line of their temperament. The earthquake master paid attention to them because he was afraid that they would be negligent and have friction with these four people. After all, in this war, they cooperated and there were conflicts.

is disadvantageous.

They were very cautious at first, but no matter how cautious they were, they didn't know that one of Lord Gen's four heavenly kings actually looked as pure as a pretty girl, and managed to attract the attention of his useless grandson.

, a single oversight can lead to this kind of trouble.

Why is the old man in purple robe so sure? At their level, they can feel the general strength of the opponent with just one move. The old man in purple robe knows very well that the overly beautiful person in front of him is not much weaker than him. And

Being able to reach this level and having a strange appearance, combined with the nickname of the Four Heavenly Kings, the three words "Qiao Tian Wang" clearly jumped out.

"What's this explanation?" Luo Lang asked with a smile.

The corners of the purple-robed old man's eyes twitched. King Qiao's smile made his heart beat with fear. It was obvious that the smile was pure, but it gave him the feeling of danger.

"I'm sorry, we were offended." The purple-robed old man chose to give in because of the earthquake master's instructions and because he was unsure about the King Qiao in front of him.

"That's good." Luo Lang's right hand shook slightly, and he saw the sharp sword dissipate like mist, disappearing in an instant.

The purple-robed old man's eyes flashed coldly, he suppressed the anger aroused by Luo Lang, and turned around to leave.

It doesn't matter, there is plenty of time for revenge, he is not in a hurry.

Luo Lang watched the purple-robed old man leave, and then turned back to the distance. At this time, there was suddenly a person beside him, it was Zhao Jun.

"You offended him." Zhao Jun pointed out this fact.

"So what?" Luo Lang glanced at him coldly.

"That's not cute. You weren't so bad-tempered before." Zhao Jun shrugged.

"Before? Did I have a chance to show off?" Luo Lang snorted coldly, "Let Xie Yidu handle it all..."

Speaking of this name, Luo Lang felt his heart throbbing. Yes, at that time, as long as he concentrated on practicing, that person would take care of all the trivial matters around him. After being rescued by his boss at the military academy, he seemed to really

Have you ever had any trouble because of his appearance? Yes, Xie Yi helped him solve it before he took action.

At that time, he felt that Xie Yi was a good friend and knew what he hated most, so he helped him solve it first. Now that he thinks about it...is this really just brotherhood?

Luo Lang felt a little confused. Ever since Xie Yi said "I like you" at the last moment, his world had been turned upside down. Now looking back on their relationship, what used to be a matter of course now feels like there seems to be something extra.

"Forget it, if you can't figure it out, stop thinking about it." Luo Lang shook his head and shook the confusion away, "When Xie Yi comes back, I can always figure it out."

Ever since he brought Jialan back to Discord, the boss had hinted that Xie Yi might not be dead yet. This made Luo Lang ecstatic, although Ling Lan also said later that nothing was certain. But he was 100% confident about the boss. Luo Lang, who had a lot of trust, was very sure that Xie Yi was definitely alive and he would definitely come back.

"You're right..." Zhao Jun thought of Xie Yi, who accompanied Luo Lang and had the best relationship with Xie Yi, and nodded clearly.

It's just that he didn't expect that the battle situation in Qingri Pass would be so tragic, and Xie Yi didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Fortunately, the boss said that Xie Yi should be fine, otherwise, he would have wanted to return to the Federation, break into the military headquarters, and let them give an explanation.

Zhao Jun was still about to say a few words, but suddenly he felt a wave of energy coming from the front.

He and Luo Lang looked at each other, and almost at the same time, the two disappeared on the spot. Like them, there were Tang Ning, Yu and Mu Chaoran on the other side.

The next second, the four of them arrived at the forefront of the battlefield almost at the same time, standing in a fan shape behind Ji Ming and several other guardians.

On the opposite side, twelve people have appeared. Each of the six of them has uniform clothing, but in terms of color selection, they are two extremes. One side is wearing a black Taoist uniform, and the other side is wearing a dazzling color. Gorgeous colorful clothes.

Knowing that the four of them were not very familiar with Discord, Ji Ming explained to them in a low voice that the group wearing black clothes were the sixth of the twelve emperors of the Li Lord. The one whose color blinded everyone's eyes was the demon master's ten. Six charms out of two charms.

Six charms? The four of them almost couldn't keep their facial expressions after hearing this. Think about it, six big men, wearing fancy clothes, and calling themselves charms... It's really a bit shabby.

"Then the other side will send these twelve people this time?" Tang Ningyu controlled his emotions best and was the first to ask Ji Ming about the situation on the battlefield.

"Who knows." Ji Ming shook his head, "Maybe it's just on the surface, there are people holding the line behind, or maybe there are really only these twelve people."

"Actually, that's not the problem. Look behind those twelve people." Ji Ming pointed to a place further away.

I saw a lot of people standing there. Even though they were far away, it was still so clear visually, as if they were not far away.

"That's a mecha." Zhao Jun's eyes narrowed. There should be no less than 5,000 people at this scale.

"Yeah, do you really think that the war will only be fought by us people?" Ji Ming said, "The main thing is to watch the mecha war. We are just incidental, and it will also make it easier for us to resolve some grievances."

"Only 5,000 thousand mechas?" The two masters joined forces, and with these numbers, Zhao Jun, who had experienced many battles with hundreds of thousands or even millions of mechas fighting each time, really looked down upon him.

"This is just a trial battle." Ji Ming glanced at Zhao Jun with disdain, "It is stipulated that 5,000 mechas will fight. When the real war begins, how can it be possible to only have these. Of course, these 5,000 mechas are elite mechas selected by the two masters. division, the combat power is even stronger."

"There is actually a stipulated number of mechas for a battle..." Zhao Jun felt that this kind of battle was just a kind of playing house, without any sense of reality.

"This is an agreement between the Thirteen Lords and must be abided by. Apart from these, everything else is true." Ji Ming said calmly. He had just entered Discord back then and thought it was a child's play, but he had experienced it countless times.

After seeing the bloodshed of countless people, he has already realized that for the Thirteen Lords, it is just a game, but for the people below, every battle must be fought with their lives. No one knows

, who will be able to come back?

As if he heard the meaning of Ji Ming's words, Zhao Jun, who was a little disapproving at first, became serious.

"I don't understand. Since the thirteen masters all have good relations and can coexist peacefully, why do they have to have a big melee every year, causing countless people below to bleed and die?" Tang Ningyu, who was listening on the side, frowned and asked.

Tao, he really couldn't accept this kind of rule, as if everyone except the Thirteen Lords were ants.

Ji Ming did not answer. As a guest, he knew the purpose of this. They were doing it for the countries in the center... But whether it was for Discord or something else, he still hasn't figured it out yet.

"It should be about raising gu." Mu Chaoran thought for a moment and replied.

"Raising Gu?" Luo Lang looked at Mu Chaoran in confusion.

"Because Disorder is blocked by the countries in the central area, although the material economy is restricted and cannot develop, it can also prevent the invasion of foreign enemies." Mu Chaoran said what he thought, "Being born in sorrow and dying in happiness, this is

Although this sentence is somewhat inconsistent with the situation of Discord, it also has such a meaning. Without the danger of external enemies, it is equivalent to being in captivity. It is easy for people in the disorder zone to lose their wildness and terrifying fighting power. And Discord has always made people

Isn't it this kind of powerful combat power that the center is worried about? Once lost...Discord will really be hopeless."

"Without foreign enemies, in order to maintain this kind of combat power, we can only start a civil war." Mu Chaoran's words also reminded Tang Ningyu, and he added, "Through regular battles, the Discord people can always maintain a strong fighting spirit.

It can also allow them to evolve and improve on the battlefield, eliminating some of the weak and leaving the strong."

Mu Chaoran and Tang Ningyu's words shocked Ji Ming. Could this be the truth?

The Thirteen Lords started various battles not just to put on a show for the countries in the central area, but also wanted to use this to make the people in the disordered areas stronger in combat effectiveness?

"This statement makes sense." Zhao Jun said lightly, "Otherwise, there is really no way to explain it."

"But, in the end, we still kill each other, don't we?" Luo Lang asked, is this a good reason? Luo Lang, who acted on instinct, felt very uncomfortable with the Thirteenth Lord's decision.

"Yes, no matter how good the reason is, the essence is still killing each other." Mu Chaoran's expression was also a bit cold. People in power are often ruthless when making some decisions.
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