"Do you know who you're talking to?"

"Is that your attitude towards this God general now?"

The second-class God of the protoss narrowed Allen's eyes and looked at tarha, raising his anger to the extreme!

Nobility, no?

Huh?

"All floating?

"Ha ha..."

"It's not my attitude towards Lord Allen, but Lord Allen makes us cold!"

"If Lord Allen really thought of us, why did it evolve like this?"

"I don't understand. I really don't understand!"

"If Lord Allen really thinks of us, please allow me to lead the rest of the protoss warriors to attack!"

"At least, let us die!"

"The general died in a hundred battles! The strong man returned in ten years!"

"Ha ha!"

"I can't accept being shelled to death so blatantly!"

As tarha, the third-class God of the protoss, spoke, his face gradually became indifferent, the fine mans in his eyes gathered in an all-round way, and his posture surged to the extreme!

All aspects, that's what happened!

As for the others, there is no need to be involved. They are nothing!

"Stupid!"

"In the previous heyday, we were not sure of absolute victory. Now after losing one-third of our troops, our morale has fallen sharply. What shall we take to fight?"

"At this time, it's too critical..."

"You don't understand what I mean..."

"We must find out the ghost here."

"There must be something fishy in here!"

"Those people can't disappear directly..."

"Are they still invisible?"

"Has a teleportation array been established here? Can they teleport instantly?"

"No... no, it's unlikely. There's no spiritual power fluctuation here. It's definitely not for this reason..."

"If it's not for this reason, what can it be?"

"Weird... So weird..."

"Hoo..."

"Instant disappearance?"

"Hidden under the ground?"

"Everybody! Dig me three feet!"

"Surround this place for me!"

"Deploy 10000 troops here tonight and guard them!"

"If you find any clues, give an alarm immediately!"

At this moment, Alan's lips were blank and his face was white.

I always feel something stuck in the bottom of my heart, but I can't tell what it's like.

It was particularly wonderful and speechless.

"Ha ha..."

"In vain!"

"General Allen, I think you are afraid!"

"Will the warriors of my Protoss fear these mole ants?"

"Even if I have only a thousand Protoss warriors, I dare to charge!"

Tarha sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm.

The more said, the expression became more and more strange, and the unhappy posture gathered in an all-round way.

Just... Nothing.

Alan's clenched fist loosened again.

Although he wanted to smash the brainless fool to death, he finally gave up.

Although this guy is a little brainless, he is still a strong quasi semi divine state and a third-class divine General of the protoss

In the case of such a scarcity of troops, we should not cut off our right and left arms by ourselves.

Moreover, this series of changes have taken place, and Allen is not without any responsibility.

Or he did make mistakes several times

The more you think about it, the more you think about it, the sharper your eyes are, and the state of mind is surging to the extreme. The rest are speechless.

Nothing.

Just hold on.

The rest, I don't want to say anything more.

Allen walked on the apprentices. He trampled every inch of the apprentices here. His divine consciousness was frantically sweeping around, and finally overdrawn to the extreme. Cold sweat flowed down his forehead, but he didn't find anything from beginning to end.

It seems that all this seems so indifferent.

Alan clenched his teeth and gradually became haggard between the touch of his teeth.

He doesn't know what's on his mind. In a word, he's in a bad mood... Very bad!

"Did it really disappear out of thin air?"

"Who fired those satellite nuclear shells?"

"It's from here..."

"I can't read it wrong..."

"Where are the thieves hiding?"

"Why... Can't you see anything..."

"Hey..."

"Good headache, good irritability..."

"This damn thing!"

"If I catch you, I will... I will make you all feel the pain of cutting thousands of knives!"

"Come out! Come out!"

"Roar!"

Alan couldn't help hissing like a beast, but he couldn't see a way.

"God... God will be great... Lord..."

Aside, a Protoss soldier trembled and said with trembling lips.

Alan in a rage made other Protoss soldiers feel scared.

"Say!"

Alan plays with the air and makes it explode little by little. His mood will become very good. He likes playing like this, which will give him a sense of stimulation and feel very comfortable for no reason.

It feels good.

"Yes... It's the corpse of our Protoss warrior... Corpse..."

Pa

The stuttering Protoss soldier got a big mouth and directly tilted his face

At the moment, blood poured out from his mouth. The whole man was crawling on the ground, entangled with the soil, and looked particularly miserable.

"Say!"

Alan came over and played with the protoss soldier in front of him. Now his spirit is a little abnormal.

He doesn't do this on weekdays.

Even if the heart is extremely angry, it will also show a look of loving soldiers like children.

But today, he doesn't want to pretend. He's too tired.

"Yes..."

"That... Many corpses in that camp have been... Passive, and the storage ring has been taken away..."

"Cough... Cough..."

"Poof..."

While talking, the protoss soldiers spit out a mouthful of reverse blood. The blood is also mixed with some internal organs. In a word, it is extremely miserable.

But he finally finished what he needed to say.

"Corpse... Passive?"

"Lost storage ring?"

Alan's eyes lit up, and his face couldn't help looking excited at the moment.

He seems to have found something, and some are not sure.

He looked at the protoss soldiers crawling on the ground in front of him, tried to share his joy with him, then silently raised his head and stepped directly on his head

Click

The sound of skull cracking sounded, and Alan began to jump excitedly

"This information is very important!"

"You are a meritorious minister!"

"Ha ha ha!"

Laughter, very scary