Chapter 587

In the distant sand Eagle headquarters, with a gloomy face, greck closed the virtual screen in front of him and ended his communication with Kansas.

After a long silence, he suddenly raised his hand, slapped it down, and slapped the chair under his ass into a mess.

Although his ass lost support, he still remained seated and hung in the air.

Two guards outside the door rushed in when they heard the sound, looked at the indoor situation, and then looked at Greg's face. Without asking anything, they immediately withdrew again.

They know that they must not stay here at this time, let alone ask the leader why he was so angry.

I'm afraid the bones of the last guy with so many mouths have rotted at this time.

When the door was closed again, Greg narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head and stared out of the window. After thinking for a while, he suddenly took a deep breath. His face changed a few times, and he quickly recovered his calm, even a smile appeared.

Kansas is right. Who would have known that the RAND people could hire a damn Star Warrior as a helper.

In front of a star level warrior as powerful as a God, don't say that Kansas and his fleet have no way. Even if he goes in person, even with all the power of the whole sand eagle, what can he do?

Greg patted his face, took a look in the nearby mirror, sorted out his appearance and expression, walked out of the personal room, waved his hand and refused the guard's follow, turned a few times, and came to the secret room again.

Actually, Greg doesn't like this room very much.

The existence of this room seems to keep reminding Greg that he is not the sand hawk leader who has unlimited scenery in the eyes of outsiders, holds incomparably powerful power in his palm, and can call the wind and rain on the whole leppler planet. In fact, he is a shameful dog with a dog chain. In fact, he has no freedom of his own.

However, Greg has no way.

He can develop the sand hawk to this extent in a short time. Although his own ability accounts for a large part of the factor, the of another rotating arm is also very important.

More importantly, he had no way to resist the venerable.

In front of the star level warrior, his status is meaningless no matter how high. If the venerable wants his life, he has no resistance at all.

"Hey, what are you going to do when you meet another star warrior?"

With a sneer in his heart, Greg still put on his face with respect, humility and obvious chagrin and apology caused by the failure of the task, and sent a communication request with the device full of sense of technology in the middle of the room.

This time, the venerable appeared to be next to the opposite communication device and soon connected to the communication.

As soon as he saw the figure of the venerable figure emerge, Greg immediately bowed down deeply.

"Venerable, villains deserve to die, and the task... Failed again."

Although the venerable's face, which was not very clear, but could distinguish the facial features, immediately showed an expression of surprise and anger. However, he did not directly open his mouth to drink and scold, but paused and asked in a deep voice, "what's the matter?"

Although Greg had already thought out a response in his mind, he was really facing the venerable at this time. Even knowing that he was separated by tens of thousands of light-years, he still broke out in a cold sweat. Hearing the speech, he quickly lowered his head and respectfully told the whole story.

After hearing this, the Venerable Master was silent for a while, nodded his head gently and said, "being able to easily hold the whole fleet and dozens of sky breaking warriors proves that the man's ability to perceive and control space has reached an extremely powerful level. Even if he is not a star level warrior, he is not far from the star level warrior."

Greg breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the venerable doesn't doubt the authenticity of what he said, it doesn't matter whether the helper invited by the RAND people is a star level warrior or not. Anyway, it's the existence that he can't compete with the sand eagle. I forgive the venerable won't force people to die.

"So what are the demands of the RAND people?" The venerable suddenly asked again.

Greck quickly bowed down and said again about the requirements of the RAND people conveyed by Kansas before, and stressed that when the RAND people put forward these requirements, the strong man of the other party's suspected star level warrior was always present and made it clear that he wanted to support the RAND people.

"So it seems that you can't rely on you to snatch back those two skills." The venerable slightly frowned and fell into meditation.

Greg glanced up quickly, surprised.

The venerable man is famous for his bad temper. When he knows that his purpose has not been achieved again, he will be angry according to his usual understanding.

But this time he was unexpectedly calm and thought about it seriously. His reaction was very different in peace.

It can be seen that the helper of the other party may be a star level warrior, which also caused considerable pressure on him.

It can also be seen that the two skills are even more important to him than Greg imagined.

For this situation, Greg was secretly happy.

Just feel the pressure.

I can help you do something that you can do as much as possible, but you non-human beings who have stepped into the divine realm should deal with the trouble like star level warriors.

The venerable thought for a moment and said, "you just said that those Rand people want to cooperate with you to re integrate the RAND people on the whole lepleur planet?"

"Yes."

"Well, ask them if you can exchange those two skills directly from them by trading. If they want, you can pay any price."

Greg was surprised: "all the costs?"

The venerable man's face sank: "why? Don't you want to?"

Greg quickly shook his head: "no, no, no, how can I not? It's just that we can't meet the requirements put forward by the RAND people. What if they just refuse to hand over the two skills?"

"Do you need me to teach you how to do these things?" The venerable raised his voice and scolded, "I don't care what method you use. Anyway, those two skills must be obtained. If you can't do it, there's no need for you and your sand eagle to exist. Do you understand what I mean?"

Greg couldn't help being stunned.

One side is the powerful warrior who is suspected to be a star level warrior invited by the RAND people, while the other is the famous star level warrior. He is sandwiched in the middle. What should we do?

After countless thoughts in his mind, Greg clenched his teeth and said to the venerable one with an empty shadow: "well... Venerable, if you are sure that the other person is a star level warrior, can you come?" (to be continued)