Mars, a huge wrath, is tightly wrapped in a thick shield of energy

Nearly 100 regular triangular warships with a length of about 500 meters were suspended above the basin, and a huge shadow almost covered half of the basin. The two "Thor roared, the Martian defense platform slowly rotated around the basin, occasionally the defense platform was slightly closer to the basin, and the blue light flame from the huge plasma engine under the platform rubbed violently against the energy shield of the basin, splashing countless dazzling sparks, shaking the energy shield of the basin trembled slightly.

In the middle of the basin is the Palace of Versailles! It is the famous Palace of Versailles before the Battle of 93, which was also plundered by the Romans, and now it has become the sleeping palace of the Roman kings. In front of the Palace of Versailles, surrounded by clear water and green water, there is a square several miles long and wide, and a large number of Romans wearing exquisite armor fell on their knees on the square, quietly listening to the Roman kings standing at the palace gate.

The Roman King was covered in a set of dark golden armor, and behind the heavy armor was a shining wheel of light, which set off the Roman King as majestic as a god.

As the king of the Romans, the Romans no longer had their own names and surnames, and the glorious titles of "Great King, Almighty King", "Lord of the Universe", etc., became synonymous with him.

Stretching out his hands, King Roman said in a harmonious voice: "Romans' children, you are the most outstanding elite of this generation of Romans! Roman, this great nation has given you life, strength, and honor. The only thing you can repay to this great nation is your loyalty and blood. ”

"Roman is facing a crisis, and a serious crisis that could exterminate the race

"The sinister ** deceitful earthlings have two bamboo slips!and the collectors only get one of them!"

"Without a doubt, it won't be long. Earthlings' warships will be more powerful than our advanced warships, and their fleets may come to Mars at any time, and their civilization may be destroyed at any time

"We can't sit back and die, we are the great Romans, we are the masters of the universe, the masters of this world! The primitive, barbaric, and backward earthlings cannot defeat us!"

"Our ancestors, in the midst of their tribulation, lost a mothership, a mothership that is enough to destroy the entire civilization of the earthlings."

"After a long calculation, after so much feedback from the probes that we have been firing from the east, it is very likely that we have found it!"

"We need you, the best young Romans, to lead the huge fleet we have built within this year, to find it, repair it, and bring it back!"

"It's a research mothership. There is a great civilization lost by our ancestors! Bringing it back, bringing it back in good condition, is our only hope of defeating the earthlings!"

With his arms stretched high into the sky, the Roman king cried out: "Glory is yours, and merit is yours!"

Hearing the last words of the Roman King, Nanketthor took a step forward, and he majestically swept over the Roman youths kneeling in the square, and said in a low voice: "This mission will take a long time, and it may take you years to sail that mothership back to the solar system. Therefore, after the consultation between the great king and the great high priest, the merit point of this operation is.

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After being silent for a while, his eyes swept over the young romans who raised their heads slightly and were excited, and Nanketthorn said lightly: "Ten million merit points!"

"Damn!" Polport, who was kneeling on the ground, slammed his fist lightly into the ground in anger. Starting from the Heavenly Star, a series of credits have only allowed Polport to have more than eight million merit points, which has made Polport far ahead of other competitors and ranked first among the heirs to the Roman throne.

If now the Roman king dies. Polport will naturally become the new Roman

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But now the Roman King is alive and well, and this mission actually has 10 million merit points!, two more! According to the rules of the Romans' game, in a certain mission to fight Cheng Song, Shan used to be a teammate who worked hard, and only the person with the greatest credit had all the merit points!

Unless Polport successfully finds the mothership and brings it back to the solar system, any contender who earns this merit point will pass Polport in the successor seat.

"It must be victory, it must be me who finds the mothership and brings it back!" Polport secretly decided.

Out of the corner of his eye, he swept over Dufonte, who was kneeling to the side and staring at the dust, Polport Dark Boss calculated. Perhaps, in the last few days, you will have to make a good relationship with this lowly half-breed bastard?

Polpot turned his head and whispered to Ducat, "Ducat, if you do your best to help me complete this mission this time, your mother, I will let her enter the family grave, and there will be no need to put the bones of those lowly spirit slaves in the catacombs of the Pantheon."

Ducat's body shook violently, and a flush crept on his face.

Polport immediately smiled reassuringly, the lowly half-blood hybrid is a half-blood hybrid, it is too easy to control. Polport even thought of a book called "Journey to the West" from the ancient earth era, in which Ducater was the unruly monkey, but in front of the god called Buddha, he still couldn't escape the five fingers of the gods.

"Roman's children, Roman's pride, Roman's future! I am here waiting for you to come back! Work hard to make merit, a glorious future awaits you".

The Roman King stretched out his arms and shouted loudly with emotion. The corners of Nanketthall's mouth tugged slightly, revealing a sneering sneer.

An hour later, led by 150 new warships with a length of 1,400 meters, 60 giant transport ships with a length of 3,600 meters were escorted. The mighty Roman fleet emerged from Mars and flew towards the sun towards the boundless expanse of space. The huge fleet was clearly divided into nine parts, which were commanded by the elites of the nine electors.

Earth, somewhere in a top-secret cave in the Grand Canyon of North America. Gangeru, the prince of the Silver Wolf Clan, was lying on top of two athletic and toned wolf girls, twitching his body wildly. He whipped the two ** beauties with all his might. While shouting with all his might, "To be able to obtain the genetic inheritance of the great and glorious Silver Wolf Clan, you humble women of the Gray Wolf Clan should be grateful to the great and omnipotent wolf god!" With a terrible cry, Ganglu squirted violently on the bodies of the two wolf girls.

"Rude, too rude! Werewolves have always been like this."

Several vampires in black capes and top hats sat elegantly on the leather sand in the corner of the cave, slowly sipping red wine mixed with the blood of virgins. Several white and tender girls curled up at their feet, slowly rubbing their bodies with their plump and towering breasts.

The vampires smiled gracefully, drank blood wine gracefully, and gracefully stroked the girl's seductive body. They breathe deeply, this is the real enjoyment!

In another corner of the cavern, a sturdy minotaur with two bloody horns on his head was slowly sharpening a sharp, double-sided battle axe with a whetstone. He hummed a cheerful little tune and chewed on a handful of tender green grass in his mouth. Beside him, a large basin made of sterling silver was filled with a pot of at least 100 catties of calf meat mixed with fresh puree.

In the cave next door, several djinn tribesmen with blue skin were lying lazily on thick animal skin mattresses, enjoying the massage of beautiful maids. Thin pieces of lightning continued to flow from one person's body to another, grinding away the dense sealing spells on their bodies like dripping water through stones.