v4 Chapter 153： Apocalypse

"My lord, the goal has jumped into the transition."

"Damn it!"

When the news from the front penetrated Lu Shu's ears, he hammered the ground hard.

Under his fist, the ground cracked like a cobweb.

Lu Shu took a deep breath and raised his head.

In the sky, another incredible change occurred in the battlefield.

The scorched black shadow man who was still crushing the advantage suddenly began to retreat, and Guan Ling even briefly took the advantage.

The scorched shadow man wants to go.

Lu Shu's pupils shrank suddenly.

Guan Ling in the center of the battlefield seemed to have realized this, and suddenly stepped up the offensive, trying to force the scorched shadow man to stay. The space was almost chopped up, transforming from a kaleidoscope state into something resembling glass shards. The structure, looking up from the ground, the entire sky is like a piece of broken glass to the extreme, and it is constantly changing.

But this still seems to be unable to keep the scorched shadow man. In such a fragmented sky, it seems to be affected. It moves slowly, more like walking, in the sky, step by step forward, and With each step down, all the fragmentation around it returned to the right track, and the sky on that side returned to its original state.

In this gap, every attack of Guan Ling was blocked by the Scorched Shadowman with a huge sickle. In their fierce collision, the Scorched Shadowman stepped on the ship unstoppably. Death ship.

The coffin-like spaceship immediately began to rise.

The charred shadow man stood on the bow of the ship, turning his head to stare at the land in the ice desert.

The broken sky suddenly condensed at this moment, and the figure of the rose knight concealed in the fragmented world was once again revealed in the air, retreating behind him, raising his head to watch this scene.

The death ship is slowly rising.

Guan Ling knew very well that she could not stop the opponent's power.

And at this moment, Lu Shu shot.

He barely supported his body on the ground, raised his arm into space, and snapped his fingers.

At the moment when he snapped his fingers, Lu Shu suddenly appeared in the sky, while the death ship, which was unstoppably lifting off, plunged directly into the ground and appeared where Lu Shu had just been.

Lu Shu and the death ship changed positions instantly!

Even the position of the scorched shadow man was changed.

But the position was replaced, the death spacecraft did not even stop at all, directly leaning toward the high speed and soaring into the sky, leaving all the interceptions raised by Guan Ling behind.

Lu Shu gritted his teeth and wanted to snap a second finger, but he spouted a mouthful of blood, his eyes turned black, and his body even fell uncontrollably.

Guan Ling flew over from one side, lazily picked him up, and rose slowly.

"Ma Qisi, are you still alive?"

Guan Ling's voice is still cold, and this caring sentence sounds like he is looking forward to his early death.

In Lu Shu’s armor, the imperial pilot named Mackis coughed violently. He felt as if he had coughed up pieces of internal organs, but he was still staring at the direction of the death ship disappearing in the distance, and said unwillingly: "Damn, let It ran away...as long as we can drag it again, as long as we drag it again, we can keep it...Whose guy is this guy?"

"It is a very weak seventh caste. It is not difficult to kill it. It wants to run but it is impossible to stop us." Guan Ling glanced at Ma Qisi.

Among contemporary knights of the apocalypse, Marchis is actually a "heterogeneous". As we all know, since the establishment of the empire, the Knights of Apocalypse have almost become a family hereditary system, and children born from a high degree of matching can often have a high degree of matching. The match between a person and the armor of the Apocalypse is almost determined by birth. You can know at birth whether this person can become the driver of the Apocalypse Knight. Once the match is confirmed, it is almost impossible to improve in a lifetime, but it is possible. Sudden drop due to various unsolvable reasons. And most of the apocalyptic knights cultivated in this way are mostly direct bloodlines of those big families—controlling their power in their own hands.

Even if they are in the same family, they are ranked. People like Guan Ling were born in a direct lineage, and she grew up in her family. But Ma Qisi is not. Lu Shu’s mecha is actually someone else. That is the one chosen by the Ma Qisi family early on. Ma Qisi is just a marginal figure in his family, just like the kind of fantasy novels that are not treated by others. The second son I saw was the same, but afterwards, the original successor in the Mackis family suffered a sudden change. The match rate fell from 71% to less than 20, and it would be impossible to drive Lushu for a lifetime.

In the absence of a follow-up successor, although Marchis is a second son, genetics and matching are not something that can be judged by common sense, and surprisingly, they have a matching degree of more than 60%. As the only high-match person of the right age in the family at that time, he became the driver of Lu Shu by breaking the rules.

But his driver did not sit still. As far as Guan Ling knows, the next generation of Lushu drivers is already sixteen years old. The family behind Mackis does not want Lushu to be in the hands of a family's marginal bloodline. Once the next generation of drivers reaches 18 years old, The family will directly ban the position of Maqisi, instead of the normal "Apocalypse Cavalier driver retiring at the age of thirty-five."

Ma Qisi will leave "Lu Shu" at the age of twenty-two. U U Reading www.uukANAnshu.com

This is unacceptable for Marquis. Becoming a knight of the apocalypse is the proudest thing in his life. Therefore, in recent years, he has worked extremely hard no matter what he does, trying to express himself in front of the new emperor of the empire through meritorious service. In order to keep the identity of the pilot of your own empire.

Everyone knows that the contemporary emperor of the empire is an unprecedented tyrant and dictator. His 20-something and thin body used an iron fist policy to deter the empire's territory, but he attaches great importance to merit and talent. Ma Qisi couldn't fight against his family, so he could only become a talent recognized by the emperor.

What a pity... Your method is wrong...

Guan Ling sighed in his heart, no longer looking at Ma Qisi, but looking up at the starry sky, through the cold visor, the scenes above the starry sky were printing into her eyes.

The reinforcement fleet of the empire is coming, and the balance of war on the battlefield is completely destroyed at this moment. The anti-imperial alliance is no longer able to confront the empire fleet. Instead, the open battle has become a constraint. Only one round of firefight will cause heavy losses. He began to retreat in an all-round way, threw his helmet and armor, and fled hurriedly to the depths of the stars.

The war on Logan XVII is quickly ending.

Guan Ling silently retracted his gaze, and flew towards Meng Ji with Lu Shu who had passed out.

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