Chapter 137 ‘Assassin No. 7’

As soon as Shenhai entered the door, he saw a long sword trembling in Wang Jixuan's palm.

This sword is 1.45 meters long. The widest part of the sword body connected to the hilt is about 15 centimeters, and the width near the tip is only 89 centimeters. The sword body is made of the outer bone of a high-level blade beast as the spine, and the left and right blades are as thin as cicadas.

wing.

It had just been inlaid with crystal nuclei at this moment, and the lines carved on the hilt and sword bones activated on their own, giving off a light green light.

This is already the best weapon that Wang Jixuan can currently refine. It can break through the shell of a high-level basic bladed beast like chopping melons and vegetables.

Red Snake glanced at the rows of ordinary crystal core swords hanging on the wall, then took a closer look at the sword in Wang Jixuan's hand, and said with a smile:

"You wouldn't give crystal nuclear weapons of this level to Lingtong alone, would you? Sister, I am also working hard... eh!"

Wang Jixuan's sword finger brushed across the blade of the sword, and a shallow mark was printed on it, with the word "Lingjian" written on it.

Lingtong calmly took the long sword and slightly raised his eyebrows at Red Snake.

"Thanks."

Wang Daozhang carefully warned: "Later, make a scabbard for the sword and try to carry it with you when you open the mecha."

"Okay, then what do you use?"

"Long gun, the long gun last time was very useful. Just improve the material and make another one this time."

Wang Jixuan smiled and said:

"I don't really like this kind of chopping sword. I like a more elegant sword. This sword has some built-in restraints against mental shock and can be used for emergency defense."

"no!"

The red snake pinched its waist and stamped its feet, furious:

"Can you two respect me a little bit? How can you treat me differently if you are both a fighting girl!"

The deep sea has been laughing since the moment you walked in.

Red Snake turned his head and glared over, and Deep Sea immediately took on a serious look.

Shen Hai said in a deep voice: "It really shouldn't be treated differently...Fighters also need this kind of weapon to escape the mecha when it is trapped."

Red Snake said angrily: "If you want to give it, give it to me first!"

"Honey, just do backup and snipe. Of course I'll be the one to charge into battle."

"Bah! You still want to snatch something good from me! That's how you love me!"

"Emotions are feelings, combat strength is combat strength."

Taoist Wang laughed dumbly.

Seeing that he has a share, he will not be stingy with anything that can improve his own combat power. He was just deliberately teasing them just now.

Quite interesting.

The projection screen in the corner of the workroom suddenly jumped a few times, and the countdown on it jumped from [58:02:21] to [49:22:10], and then continued to count down.

Red Snake frowned and said, "The predicted attack time has been advanced again?"

"Hurry up and get to work."

Wang Jixuan urged with a smile:

"We have to rush out more things and try our best to support the front line. The front line has to deal with the six king-level blade beasts from different directions. The pressure will be extremely huge."

Shen Hai took off his coat to reveal his strong chest muscles and walked to the blacksmithing table consciously.

Lingtong suddenly seemed to be listening, raised his head and said:

"The combat center for the seventh king-level blade beast has been built. The commander is Dongfang Masahiro. About one hundred and twenty D-class and C-class psykers and three heavy-armed combined brigades have been deployed near the Sari Desert.

The resources and garrisons of the six forts can be deployed uniformly."

She paused and then asked: "Do you want to join their command channel?"

"No, just let me know if there is any news. My official identity is just a member of your logistics team, sir."

"Well, okay, let's get to work quickly, the logistics soldiers."

"As you command, sir!"

The red snake on the side pouted and said: "Husband, look at them! I want this flirting mode too!"

Shenhai said helplessly: "You want everything. I'm not in the mood, so come here and prepare the carvings!"

"Correction, this is not a carving, this is... a restriction on spiritual energy transmission in spiritual civilization."

Wang Jixuan said nonsense seriously:

"Let's forge six diamond swords first, and then work together to help me get two spears. Later, remember to give the best sword to our commander-in-chief."

Lingtong asked with some confusion: "Why should it be given to the Commander-in-Chief? Does the Commander-in-Chief still need this for his combat power?"

"This," Wang Daozhang muttered for a few times, "this is a bit of human nature that we must pay attention to in our individual growth."

Lingtong held his chin and thought carefully.

Although she disagreed, she said she could understand it.

The countdown on the projection screen in the corner was beating continuously, and the ding-ding-ding sound was heard again in the workroom.

Outside the workroom, dozens of autonomous maintenance robots are busy processing various types of ore.

In the tea room next to it, there were thick talismans piled up on the desk in front of Wu Man, but the young man was still busy making the talismans, not wanting to stop.

——Wang Jixuan could only teach him how to draw the talisman, but he couldn't teach him how to use his spiritual sense to activate the talisman.

In order to maximize the value of Wu Man, a "child laborer", Wang Jixuan also specially taught Wu Man how to slowly absorb the spiritual energy in the crystal core.

Outside Fortress No. 76, a long line of military vehicles came and went, and all kinds of large equipment were being transported to distant places.

At the same time, vehicles kept coming out of Fortress No. 82, carrying men, women, and young children. Against the background of the long sand, they gradually moved away from the home where they had lived since childhood.

People's faces were filled with confusion and confusion.

Occasionally a vulture flies across the sky;

The sun also became hotter and hotter.

The countdown to the expected outbreak of fighting in the war zone has gradually entered the final twenty-four hours.

Wang Jixuan took off the drone that had been following him in turn, revealing his vertical pupil.

A sense of urgency came over me.

Under the gaze of this vertical pupil, Wang Jixuan boarded Lingtong's transport plane, took Mudan, Sister Wan, and a certain emergency mount, left Fortress 76, and rushed to the vicinity of Fortress 82, where Dongfang Zhenghong had arranged the seventh master

battlefield.

Approaching the preset battlefield, Wang Jixuan admired softly when he looked down through the porthole of the transport plane.

"This is the power of collective."

Armored clusters appeared one after another in the Sari Desert.

Missile positions, artillery positions, drone swarms, secondary terror mecha temporary maintenance bases, and even Wang Jixuan saw the 'big guy' floating in the sky - a space carrier hundreds of meters long that was hovering in the sky.

.

The human camp only has four space carriers in total, and one appears here.

"That's Battlestar Three's troops."

Lingtong said softly:

"The king-level blade beast that we labeled as 'Assassin No. 7' this time is too harmful to human civilization. If we can lead it here and deal with it, we can alleviate the damage it brings on a wider front.

Due to the pressure, Battlestar took action."

Wang Jixuan pointed to the vertical pupil above his head: "Maybe this thing can hear our conversation."

Lingtong asked: "Have we not determined that it is just a mark and does not have the ability to transmit information?"

"This is uncertain. Science cannot perfectly explain the bladed beast civilization."

Wang Jixuan leaned on the comfortable massage chair, tilted his head and stared at the scene outside the porthole, murmuring:

"I don't know if we can successfully defeat the opponent in this war."

"It'll be fine."

Lingtong looked down at Wang Jixuan's left hand, which was placed on the armrest of the chair.

A picture emerged in her mind - a picture of her holding his left hand with her right hand and interlacing their fingers.

This is in line with pre-war etiquette.

But when she raised her right hand, the tiny cracks on the mechanical arm made her slightly purse her lips and quietly drop her hand to the side.

Wang Jixuan's spiritual sense clearly captured this scene, thought for a while, and decided to take the initiative.

"By the way, sir, I know how to read palms. Do you want me to read it for you?"
To be continued...