Raiders of the Gods

In addition to steel, Xiandal's specialties also include wine.

Influenced by the oriental aesthetics of the He family, the wine cups and jugs are made of ceramics or jade, and the light pink spring wine is served one after another in the porcelain white wine cups.

Jiang Ting sat far away in the courtyard full of pearl plums, picked up a glass of wine and drank it with his head raised.

Xianda's spring wine has a very low alcohol content, and the one Jiang Tingyuan drinks has a sweet taste, more like a drink with a slight bouquet.Jiang Tingyuan didn't have much leisure to drink outside, but the reception room behind him has been destroyed into ruins.

After "Heshannan" teasingly said those words to Jiang Tingyuan, before Jiang Tingyuan had time to react, Brecht had already rushed out to beat him.

Jiang Ting watched the Federal God of War and the Federal Speaker from a distance, with such identities, such self-cultivation, and the unrivaled spectacle of fighting on the spot.

"Oh my God! Stop them!"

Secretary Song Sizhao stood at the door of the reception room covering his face, screaming like a groundhog.

Jiang Tingyuan noticed his gaze and couldn't help turning his head aside.

"In this case, it's better to call it a guard..."

Song Sizhao shook his head violently, but found that a guard in the corridor had already heard the noise and ran over.

"It's hard for us to publicize the rumors that the general and the speaker are at odds!"

"It doesn't look like a rumor..."

Jiang Tingyuan couldn't help frowning as he watched "Heshannan" being kicked against the wall by Brecht.Oh, that kick must have hurt my chest.

Brecht has been on the battlefield all year round, and Heshan Nan has never lost his fighting training. When it comes to speed and parry, the two are evenly matched.

The furniture placed in the reception room was unlucky, either kicked into pieces or thrown against the wall as weapons.

Song Sizhao looked at the guards who had come to the door of the reception room with ashen face. He first opened the communication ring to record the screens of people, and then quickly pulled out the non-disclosure agreement and asked all the guards to sign the contract.

"Today's matter, I implore everyone to rot in your stomach. Everything is for the Federation."

Song Sizhao saluted all the guards, and then stepped out of the door. Jiang Tingyuan had come out obediently.Behind him, the drawing room was almost destroyed.

"Bang bang bang!" Three loud bangs sounded, Jiang Tingyuan turned his head to look, and there was a big hole in the wall.

"Heshannan" and Brecht stood face to face. Even after fighting like this, there was not even a drop of sweat on their faces.

"General, Speaker," the captain of the guard was a man about 40 years old, he showed a serious expression to the two, "I heard that the two of you still have a meeting today."

"Can you move to where you should go?"

He Shannan lowered his head, and when he raised his head after a while, he had put on that spring-like smile again.He strode out first, and when he passed by Jiang Tingyuan, he apologized in a low voice.

"Xiaoyuan, I'll wait for you to get ready."

...Ready to blow your dog's head off? _(:з)∠)_Jiang Tingyuan complained silently in his heart, but Brecht caught up in two or three steps, looking at Jiang Tingyuan with a complicated expression.

"After that... I have something to tell you."

"Oh well."

Jiang Tingyuan nodded, and watched Brecht and He Shannan walking forward, followed by a group of guards, like prisoners being escorted.

Song Sizhao sighed quietly while standing there, Jiang Tingyuan looked at him sympathetically.

"Your job is not easy."

"...This is the first time the speaker has lost control."

Song Sizhao looked at the astonishingly handsome young man in front of him, and then at the ruined reception room in front of him.

"There is still some time before the end of the meeting between the speaker and the general. Do you... want to sit somewhere else?"

Of course Jiang Tingyuan agreed, and was then taken by Song Sizhao to the courtyard full of plum blossoms. Under the tree, there were huge red paper umbrellas and oriental wooden tables and chairs for people to rest.

Song Sizhao brought this year's newly brewed spring wine and white plum sweet cake made of plum blossoms to Jiangting Yuanduan.After putting down these things, Song Sizhao looked at the tall building worriedly, said that there was still work to be done, and strode away.

...Is it to prevent a second fight?

Jiang Tingyuan poured himself a cup of light pink spring wine, looking at the endless pearl plums in front of him, as if he had fallen into a valley full of spring snow.

Jiang Tingyuan looked at the bracelet on his wrist, and another white bead was dyed a new color.

"Blue and red..."

Do they represent the two personalities of Senior Crane?Jiang Tingyuan drank, put the glass on the table, and refilled another glass.He rested his chin on his hand and smiled wryly.

"The gods of this world are more like children than each other. They are not sensible at all."

The soft spring breeze blows into the courtyard, and the petals of the pearl plum are soft and fragile, and slowly fall from the branches when blown by the wind.The white falling flowers fell on the vermilion paper umbrella, and then slowly rolled down the edge of the umbrella, and the petite flowers fell on Jiang Tingyuan's shoulder, the wine cup and the red plate on the table.

Jiang Tingyuan carefully removed the falling flowers from his shoulders and put them on the table.Two small flower-birds that love to eat petals flapped their wings and landed on the table. Seeing Jiang Tingyuan, two palm-sized emerald green flower-birds stared at Jiang Tingyuan with round and grunting eyes, and slightly opened their narrow mouths. , making a "twitter" sound.

It seems to be asking "Can we eat these little flowers"?

Jiang Tingyuan smiled, and gently pushed the broken flowers towards the bird and flower with his right index finger.

"sure."

The birds with flowers in their mouths immediately screamed cheerfully, and lowered their heads to pick up the small flowers on the table. One of them ate it, then turned around and flew away with fluttering wings.After a while, it fluttered its wings and landed on the table with a white plum blossom about its size in its mouth.

The bird with a flower in its mouth raised its small claws, moved to Jiang Tingyuan's side step by step, and put the largest and most beautiful flower it found into Jiang Tingyuan's palm.

"Yeah, for me? Thanks."

Jiang Tingyuan stretched out his fingers and gently rubbed the little head of the flower and bird, and the flower and bird turned his head very happily, revealing the fluffy chest and abdomen, as if he was saying that he should also touch it here.

Jiang Tingyuan drooped his eyelashes like butterfly wings, and suddenly remembered why he didn't ask God for advice when he first saw the Supreme God.Why was he the chosen one?

Tens of thousands of light years away from the Federation, there is an independent planet that does not belong to the Empire or the Federation.

This planet does not have any technological products, nor does it allow any starships to berth.If someone wants to visit, they need to make an appointment one year in advance. After getting permission, they can take a starship to wait ten light-years away.

Soon there will be a huge thunderbird that can survive in space, put people in protective suits on their backs, and fly to the mysterious and distant planet with wings.

The reason why this planet is inaccessible is that in its hinterland, Gelan has built the only temple in the universe that can listen to the oracle of the Supreme God - Jialan.

In the huge temple stretching over tens of thousands of square meters, only the statue of one god is enshrined.

Holding a golden light wheel scepter in his right hand, wearing a white robe, with long white hair, he stands upright, with a gentle and kind face, his left hand is slightly forward, and there are countless embryonic forms of planets growing in the open palm.

【Supreme God who created all things, we will sing praises to you. 】

[Supreme God who bestows wisdom on all things, we praise you. 】

[We will abide by the precepts. 】

[I implore your holy light to shine forever. 】

【The universe is immortal...】

The servants standing under the huge statue of the Supreme God respectfully knelt down on the ground. It was not until the hymns sung every day were sung that those beautiful servants slowly got up, picked up the hem of their robes and silently withdrew from the prayer shrine.

There was only one person who still knelt in front of the statue, raised his head high, and looked directly at the loving face of the Supreme God.

"Why did you choose him?"

The man closed his eyes, as if he was listening to the voice of a god, and then he opened his mouth slowly.

"I know you are wise and loving."

"But I can't fall in love with him again like I used to..."

"Those who are scattered outside... Even if they forget everything, they will not forget the agreement that is deeply rooted in the soul."

"Even if the universe will eventually annihilate, I still..."

The man suddenly fell silent, as if the supreme god was trying to trick him.However, it is still the same today, unable to get any results.

Outside the prayer temple, two beautiful maidens of the gods were discussing quietly.

"Can the Holy Son really hear the voice of the gods?"

The other older man immediately covered the other's mouth and stared at her very seriously.

"The divine decree issued by the head priest the day before yesterday has already stated that the Holy Son is now... already a god."

The girl let out a small cry of surprise, then turned her head to look at the closed gate of the temple.

That His Royal Highness, who is as soft as a flower petal... has actually become a god who fell into the world?

Confederation Galaxy, Xendar Council Building.

After Jiang Tingyuan ate all the spring wine and sweet cakes on the table, familiar footsteps sounded behind him.

He turned his head, and Brecht was standing behind him.

"Is the meeting over?" Jiang Tingyuan asked.

Brecht nodded, but said nothing.He raised his hand and gently turned Jiang Tingyuan's head back so that Jiang Tingyuan could not see his expression.

"Brecht?"

Jiang Tingyuan was feeling strange, but he felt a cold touch on his neck.He looked down and saw something familiar at the collar of his shirt.

The space button of "Gaia".

"I'm going to fight in the outer space immediately, and I'll be back in about a month."

"It's okay if you want to kill me then."

The hand on Jiang Tingyuan's cheek was slowly released, and Jiang Tingyuan was holding the pure white space button, and it took a while to react, turning his head suddenly and roaring.

"Little Mary is that you——"

I'm going to smash your dog's head off!

However, there was no one behind Jiang Tingyuan.It's instant, it's instant, why haven't I seen you move so quickly!

He Shannan stood where he could see the courtyard, and looked at Jiang Tingyuan below, furious.

"Ah, maybe the general... really can't come back."

He sighed softly.

On the light screen occupying the entire wall beside Heshan Nan, a tragic battle scene appeared.

No, it should be said... a unilateral massacre.

Huge monsters that seem to be clad in steel-like scales are tearing apart the starships among the stars.Surrounding the 50-meter-tall behemoth are the wreckage of starships and mechs.

The giant beast seemed to have just been released from a cage that had been locked for a long time, and it roared deafeningly towards the boundless sky.

All humans who have studied history recognize its appearance.

It was the first time human beings came to this star field, and they were killed by the alien race—Bile.