Return from the second dimension

The internal area of ​​the Battlestar is very large. Except for the heavy shell and core power area, it can still accommodate more than three million people.This is still to eliminate the severely damaged and closed dangerous areas, otherwise even five million people can hold it.

However, the Proc people have low fertility, and after so many years of development, there are still only one million people.

When the chaos began, all the Prokers who were able to fight took up their weapons, and the remaining old and weak women and children followed the guidance to enter the refuge in the depths of the Battlestar, and will not come out until the crisis has passed.

The terrible disaster described by the ancestors is a lingering shadow. The Prock people are afraid of a repeat of the disaster, so they have already established a refuge to ensure that their race can continue to pass on after the disaster.

The battle continued, but the battlefield began to move towards the center position, a series of terrifying figures gathered here, fighting with the true elite of Proctor.

The Plocks manipulated the fighters left by their ancestors, and they were full of grief and indignation to fight with the Loucheng monks. Among them, some of them had reached the level of the king, and they cooperated with each other to resist the Loucheng monks' attack.

The number of people sometimes doesn't determine everything. When the Loucheng monk reaches the core position, only a handful of people are eligible to participate in the battle.

The cultivators of Loucheng finally encountered an enemy who could barely be called an opponent. They laughed wildly and fought with the Plock, and then continued to crush them, stepping on the opponent's corpse.

It won't take long for these Prokers to be beheaded.

Realizing that there is no possibility of victory on their own side, the senior leaders of Plock began to prepare to flee. While arranging the transfer of the same race without combat effectiveness, they tried to communicate with these enemies on the other.

Until now, the Prock people are still at a loss, wondering what these guys who suddenly entered the Battlestar are for?

So when they tried to make contact, they immediately got an answer that made them dumbfounded, and the other party turned out to be directed at the time and space code.

"These lunatics, if they had said what they were going to do, how could we have paid such a big loss?"

The supreme officer of the Prockman roared loudly, and then he couldn't wait to let his subordinates deliver the order, as long as the opponent was willing to withdraw from the Battlestar, they would hand over the time and space code.

Although they know the value of the time-space code, the Prock people care more about their homeland.

In the past, many people have studied the secrets of the time-space code, but in the eyes of the Prolock people, those records are too sensational. God knows which lunatic's work?

If you really follow the mystery of the time and space code, even if you don't become a madman, you will become a total monster!

It is precisely with this kind of thinking that since the time and space code has been obtained, the Prock people have been putting it on the shelf. Who would have imagined that they would cause such a disaster to themselves today?

If I knew this, it would be better to throw it into the void!

When the Plock people shouted that they would hand over the time-space code, the fighting suddenly subsided in a very short time. The Plock people who originally held the belief in death were full of stunned faces and did not understand what happened.

But as long as you can save your life, it is better than anything!

The empty and huge venue is like a stadium. The figure of the monk in Loucheng occupies different positions, staring coldly at the Prok man on the opposite side.

Although there are only more than a hundred people, in the eyes of tens of thousands of Prock people, the other party is like a terrible devil, who can easily crush themselves into powder!

At the forefront, there is still the Loucheng monk who looks like a tree man. At this time, he is incarnate as a Tiemu tree man tens of meters high. The area around nearly 1,000 square meters is full of sharp weeds and winding vines. , The more blood is nourished, the more lush.

"Hand over the time and space code, we will leave immediately!"

The Treant monk's voice sounded in the head of the Supreme Chief Proctor. Looking at the terrifying figure of the other party, Proctor's heart trembled at the same time, but it was more sad and helpless.

Although there is a Battlestar as a reliance, there are thousands of transport ships and hundreds of thousands of mercenaries, but when a powerful enemy enters the base camp, they still have no ability to resist.

Perhaps it was the seemingly powerful things that gave the Prock people their false self-confidence, making them forget that increasing their strength is the best means of self-protection, which ultimately caused them to pay a painful price!

"I will hand over the time and space code, but you must first evacuate from here!"

Proctor's supreme officer tried to put forward conditions, only to find that mocking eyes were cast on the opposite side, and he felt the meaning of those eyes, and his heart was full of humiliation.

"Now you are not qualified to talk about the conditions, either hand over the time and space code, or die now!"

As soon as the voice fell, the weeds and vines on the ground began to spread wantonly, and the shoots of grass blades easily pierced the metal wall. Those vines even wrapped up the corpse on the ground, directly torn into broken flesh and blood, and then in a very short time. Absorbed cleanly in the time.

Looking at the weird grass that was approaching quickly, the Proc man gestured back more than ten meters, trying to stay away from those terrifying plants, and then looked at the monk Treant with frightened and angry eyes.

The opponent apparently used this method to warn the Prokers, if they didn't know how to promote, the battle would start again.

"Well, I will fetch the time and space code."

Proctor's supreme commander trembled. He turned his head and ordered someone to fetch a metal box and place it on the grass in front of him. Then he saw a tree vine flying out, rolling up the metal box and sending it to the tree. In front of the monk.

After opening the box and checking, the Treant monk nodded, and then he saw his body shrink rapidly, and the weeds and vines began to shrink, eventually covering the Treant monk's body.

"We will also borrow a few transport ships, I hope you don't mind!"

The Prock people smiled bitterly when they heard the words. They only hoped that the gang of plague gods would leave as soon as possible. How could they dare to refuse? Besides, compared with the losses suffered by the Battlestar, what are the few transport ships?

Half an hour later, an armed battleship and nine transport ships departed from the broken Battlestar and moved quickly toward the depths of the void.

On the forefront of the armed battleship, a famous monk from the Loucheng was riding. The action at this time was over, and it was naturally time to distribute the benefits.

According to the previous agreement, this time the action was completed by the cooperation of everyone, and the merit points obtained naturally need to be evenly divided. Although it is impossible to get rich overnight, it is still very exciting.

The complete time and space code is worth 10 million points. It can be said that as long as all of them are obtained, they can complete the trial of the fifth theater and become one of its official members.

This is also the reason why many Loucheng monks admire Tang Zhen. The time-space code in his hand is worth 2.5 million points, plus the two million points he originally possessed. Maybe after a few more trials, he Can become a full member of the Fifth Theater!

However, the opponent was able to get all this, so while the monk Loucheng was jealous, he also admired Tang Zhen's strength very much.

After all the points were allocated, the cultivator tree looked at everyone, and after a round, he finally fell on Tang Zhen.

"Your Excellency Tang Zhen, I have heard of your name a long time ago. I didn't expect that you just worked together this time and you brought me a surprise."

"Senior Aoki is polite, if it weren't for you to take the lead, we wouldn't be able to finish the battle so soon!"

Tang Zhen said in a faint tone, and the other party automatically complimented himself, obviously preparing for what he would say next.

The tree-man monk named Aomu smiled and continued in that vicissitudes of life: "The initial information was obtained by Your Excellency Tang Zhen. This is of great help to our actions. I want to hear how we should act next. Listen to your suggestions."

"Naturally attacking the bloodthirsty fangs, what do you think?"

"Yes, I think so too!"