Super Seminary: Peerless Momen

Mo He and his comrades from the Xiongbing Company were talking enthusiastically.

There was constant laughter and joy for a while, and the sincere friendship flowed in words and smiles, without stopping for a long time.

Until the distant sky, the army of the triangular civilization gradually receded like a tide, and finally disappeared completely in the deep and mysterious space-time wormhole that looked like the mouth of a giant beast.

Mo Hecai led everyone back to Tianren No. 7.

When everyone landed steadily on the deck of Sky Blade No. 7, Lian Feng's voice suddenly rang out in the communication channel: "Mo He, Wu Kong, please come to the command room right now!"

Mo He and Sun Wukong looked at each other as if they had telepathy, and saw a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes.

Mo He shrugged his shoulders gently, then he looked at Qilin and the other three girls tenderly, then turned around and strode towards the command room.

The moment Mo He and Sun Wukong stepped into the command room side by side, thunderous applause suddenly rang out, and a warm atmosphere instantly surrounded the two of them.

General Dukao was standing there with a smile on his face and an upright posture. Lianfeng and a group of staff beside him also stood up.

Their eyes sparkled with excitement and admiration, and they clapped their hands vigorously.

The applause was like a surging wave, one after another, lasting for a long time.

"Hahaha...Xiao Mo, you are really our lucky star!

This time, you saved Blue Star again!"

General Ducao's hearty laughter immediately broke the brief noise in the room caused by applause.

He laughed and strode towards Mo He. He patted Mo He's shoulder heavily with his broad palm, his eyes full of undisguised admiration and satisfaction.

Mo He was a little embarrassed by this sudden compliment. He scratched his head shyly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

He said modestly: "Uncle Du, you are too kind. This is not just my achievement.

If it weren't for everyone working together and fighting desperately to hold back the triangle's army at the front line, creating a perfect opportunity for me, how could I have successfully captured the thief and the leader?

This honor should belong to every one of us who fought hard in this battle."

His voice was calm and sincere, and every word seemed to contain power, echoing in every corner of the command room, making everyone respect him even more.

General Dukao stopped smiling and became serious. He fixed his eyes on Mo He, his eyes full of inquiry and doubt. He slowly asked, "Xiao Mo, let me ask you, have you really controlled the leader of the Triangle?"

Mo He met the general's sharp gaze and nodded firmly.

"Hiss..." General Dukao couldn't help but take a breath, a look of shock on his face.

His eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "That's the fourth generation divine body! It has almost invincible power and defense. How did you do it..."

Lian Feng stood aside, watching all this quietly. Her lively eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had thought of something crucial. She blurted out, "Could it be... Could it be that you have successfully advanced to the fourth generation of divine body?"

There was a hint of surprise and expectation in her voice, and her eyes were focused on Mo He, as if she wanted to find the answer from him.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Mo He like spotlights.

Under these blazing gazes, Mo He raised his head calmly, nodded gently again, and acknowledged the fact.

General Dukao gazed at the Mo River, his eyes revealing an indescribable relief and pride.

He looked at the young man in front of him, from his initial immaturity to his current independence, and felt deeply moved.

Mo He's humble and low-key character made him feel sincerely happy.

Lianfeng also smiled and looked at Mohe quietly.

Dukao suddenly changed the subject, his expression became serious, and he stared at Mo He closely, and asked, "By the way, what is the situation with the angels now?"

When Mo He heard this, his face instantly became gloomy. He shook his head gently, the corners of his mouth slightly turned down, and he sighed and said, "The situation is not optimistic."

Then, with a solemn expression, he described in detail all the difficulties and crises that the angel civilization was currently facing, no matter how big or small.

From the power struggles within the angels to the sieges of Huaye's forces, every detail was described clearly and accurately, as if vividly presenting to everyone a difficult picture of the angel civilization stuck in a quagmire.

General Dukao, Commissioner Lianfeng and other staff present listened quietly to Mo He's story.

A solemn look gradually appeared on their faces, and that expression seemed to be shrouded by a thick haze, and everyone's heart was heavy.

The Angel Civilization is an ally of Blue Star and has provided great help to Blue Star.

Now seeing that the Angel Civilization is in such a serious predicament, everyone knows that they can barely protect themselves at the moment, and are afraid that they are unable to lend a helping hand to the situation on Blue Star.

As for the Lieyang civilization, although it is still in a relatively stable state, it also has many internal problems that need to be dealt with and resolved.

Under such circumstances, the help they can provide to Blue Star is very limited, and it is difficult for them to provide much substantial support on Blue Star's difficult journey against foreign enemies.

In this way, the situation has become very clear, and everyone has a common understanding:

In the days to come, Blue Star may have to rely on its own strength to deal with these crises.

However, it is fortunate that after this period of tempering and development, Blue Star has gradually embarked on the path of independent development.

Whether it is the improvement of scientific and technological levels or the enhancement of the combat capabilities of the soldiers, Blue Star has a certain confidence and capital to face unknown challenges alone.

Although the road ahead is still difficult and dangerous, there is an unyielding flame burning in everyone's hearts. It is the protection of their homeland and the firm belief in the future.

General Dukao looked solemn, slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, and sighed heavily, "It seems that the Death God Karl has now completely let go of his hands and feet and is ready to set off a bloody storm in this universe."

As a war maniac who once fought in the flames of war and experienced countless life and death battles.

With his rich experience and keen military insight accumulated over the years, Dukao has keenly realized that a huge turmoil that will sweep the entire universe is about to begin.

The crisis hidden in the depths of darkness is rapidly gathering like a turbulent undercurrent, which may drag this vast universe into endless chaos and destruction at any time.

Mo He, Lian Feng and Sun Wukong also had a vague sense of the coming storm.

For a moment, the command room fell into a dead silence. The heavy atmosphere pressed on everyone's heart like a lead block, making it almost hard to breathe.

After a moment, Mo He was the first to break the suffocating silence.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, trying to dispel the depressing atmosphere, and said softly: "Actually, it's not all bad news. I have good news."

"What good news?"

Yuqin asked impatiently, with a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes.

The smile on Mo He's lips deepened, and a mysterious light flashed in his eyes. He paused for a moment, whetting everyone's appetite, before slowly uttering four words: "Pangu Key."

These four simple words were like a bomb dropped on the calm lake.

Dukao and Lianfeng, the two who knew the secret of the "Pangu Key", suddenly widened their eyes, with expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces.