On the tidal flat, three people, Yue Zhengen, Zhuo Shi, and Xu Shengqun, stood in similar positions, with their hands behind their backs, their eyes focused on the direction where Star Dragon Tower sank.
The task they lead is to guard the perimeter and respond to the people inside the tower.
Wang Haoxuan retreated to a rock a little further away, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated. There was a faint twilight light flowing around him, and he was quiet, like a god in meditation.
But no one knows what kind of thoughts are hidden under that ray of sky.
The four of them were divided into two places, each waiting.
No one thought that this wait would take a long time.
Until a certain moment.
On the sea, where Star Dragon Tower sank, a golden light suddenly lit up.
The golden light grew larger and larger, becoming more and more prosperous.
Then, there was a loud bang.
Star Dragon Tower The door suddenly opened a gap from under the sea.
A figure rushed out of the gap in a panic.
The man was wearing the uniform of the Southern Legion special forces team. His whole body was scarred and stained with blood. Most of his Battle Armor was broken into pieces. He was so weak that he was about to collapse at any moment.
But the moment he rushed out of the tower door, he seemed to have grasped the last life-saving straw. He suddenly raised his head and looked around.
When he saw the figure with white hair and beard on the beach clearly, his whole body was shocked, and his face was filled with ecstasy.
"Legion Commander! Legion Commander!"
He roared at the top of his lungs.
"Go on! Go on!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, pointed the Storage Soul Tool in his hand in the direction of Yue Zhengen, and raised his hand to throw it fiercely!
Yue Zhengen's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously reached out to pick it up.
But at this moment.
Zhuo Shi, Xu Shengqun, Wang Haoxuan, the three of them moved almost at the same time.
They are all old foxes who have lived for decades. They can tell at a glance that the Storage Soul Tool contains something absolutely extraordinary. What kind of mortal thing can be brought out by a Soul Emperor?
The three of them subconsciously took action and intercepted the Soul Tool.
But at this moment.
Pfft--!
There was a muffled sound.
Immediately afterwards, a silver-white spear passed straight through the chest from behind Soul Emperor!
"Uh--!"
That Soul Emperor groaned, lowered his head, and looked at the tip of the gun emerging from his chest in disbelief.
His body slowly fell limp.
But the hand holding Storage Soul Tool still maintained the posture of extending it forward.
Just at this moment.
A slender and powerful hand reached out from the side of Soul Emperor, grabbed the Storage Soul Tool, and held it firmly in his palm.
The figure of a Tiandou Federation navy Soul Master appeared beside Soul Emperor at some point.
He held the Storage Soul Tool, retracted the spear, and withdrew it from the body of the Soul Emperor. Blood beads dripped from the tip of the gun. He turned around, faced the tidal flat, raised his hand, threw the Soul Tool towards the Wang Haoxuan, and shouted.
"Marshal!"
"Here, is Divine Artifact!"
Yue Zhengen The canthus of the eyes is about to split.
He stared hard at the Southern Legion Soul Emperor that fell limply to the ground and was no longer alive, and then stared at the Tiandou Federation Soul Master holding Storage Soul Tool. The fire in his chest completely exploded with a bang.
That, is his Southern Legion person!
It was him, Yue Zhengen, who personally brought out the soldiers!
In order to bring the opportunity out, he rushed out of the tower with all his strength. He was covered with injuries and was dying. Before he died, he thought about handing the things to him, the commander of the army!
How you fight and compete in Star Dragon Tower are all the rules in the tower. Everyone depends on their ability, and no one can blame anyone.
But it's out!
In front of everyone at the Southern Legion!
In front of thousands of people on this beach!
How dare Tiandou Federation people do this!
This is Southern Legion's face, stepped on and crushed repeatedly under his feet!
Yue Zhengen's eyes were red, his beard and hair stood on end, and the anger in his chest almost burned through his whole body. He suddenly raised his hand, pointed at the armored fleet on the sea, and shouted hoarsely.
"All the troops--fire!!!"
Give an order.
The whole piece of the South Sea exploded instantly.
The muzzles of the Southern Legion's dozens of armored battleships turned in unison, and the black muzzles were aimed in the direction of Star Dragon Tower, aiming at Wang Haoxuan who was holding Divine Artifact and standing in the void.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The next moment, countless artillery fire poured out.
Fire and light filled the sky, dragging long tail flames, like a meteor shower, overwhelmingly hitting Wang Haoxuan.
The sea surface was blasted by this violent artillery fire, causing huge waves to rise into the sky.
Wang Haoxuan had just caught Storage Soul Tool, standing in the void, looking at the cannonballs hitting the sky, not only did he not panic at all, but he sneered.
He originally wanted to open his mouth to explain a few words, but looking at Yue Zhengen's eyes wide open and completely unwilling to listen to anything, he knew that it was too late to say anything.
This old military leader just wants to smash his Wang Haoxuan and this Storage Soul Tool into rubbish.
Wang Haoxuan will say no more.
He raised the Sunlight Radiance Spear in his hand, poured it into Divine Power, and the sky sky skyrocketed.
First Soul Skill·The bright light stabs out, and the tip of the gun shines with a soft white light.
That soft light met the cannon fire in the sky, exploded instantly, and turned into a layer of pale golden light curtain, completely covering Wang Haoxuan.
"Shield up."
He faintly uttered two words.
Third Soul Skill·The light healed, and at the same time, it lit up under the feet. A circle of warm skylight enveloped several nearby Tiandou Federation warships, eliminating the aftermath of the artillery fire for them.
The cannonballs that filled the sky hit the light curtain and exploded with a bang.
But that layer of light curtain was as stable as a rock, motionless.
How can a Second-Level God just block it casually and be shaken by ordinary artillery fire?
"Tiandou Federation Navy, follow orders."
Wang Haoxuan stands in the void, his voice is not loud, but it carries unquestionable majesty, spreading far across the entire South Sea.
"Evacuate this place immediately."
"Retreat to safe waters!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tiandou Federation, the naval fleet that had been parked far away, immediately started to move. The engines roared, the ships turned around, and quickly sailed away towards the open sea.
Wang Haoxuan held the Storage Soul Tool, standing in the sky full of artillery fire, with the skylight flowing around him, protecting his own fleet and slowly retreating.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at the Storage Soul Tool in his palm. Deep in his eyes, a cold light flashed that he was determined to win.
Divine Artifact.
This trip to the South Sea was worth it.
Yue Zhengen stood on the tidal flat, looking at the cannon fire that filled the sky, which could not disperse Wang Haoxuan even half a cent. He watched him escort Tiandou Federation's fleet and fly away. His eyes were red, his chest was heaving violently, and the killing intent in his body was almost solidifying.
He clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug into his palms, and blood dripped from his fingers.
Wang Haoxuan.
This account.
I wrote it down.
Southern Legion's hatred, Sun-Moon Federation's hatred.
One day, I will get all my capital back with interest!
On the Tiandou Federation naval fleet, the door to the flagship command room was slowly pushed open.
Wang Haoxuan strode in, still carrying the moisture of the South Sea on his shoulders. He casually placed the Storage Soul Tool on the table, turned around, and looked at the Tiandou Federation navy Soul Master behind him.
The man was wearing Sea Soul Master regular clothes and had a calm aura. He was clearly a Soul Emperor, the deputy leader of Second Fleet and Soul Master Garrison Corps.