Venerable Lingbao is very sure.
Among the angels who were summoned out before, there must be someone who was rebelled and loyal to Yale.
He would be so sure...
And thanks to that remark from 1745.
He said…
Era has already hit the Southern God Race.
In other words, the extraterritorial Protoss is in the midst of war at this time.
Angel tribe.
Will definitely not contribute to Yale.
Before the King of Angels died, he even asked two eight-winged angels to turn his people to Ye Zichen.
That is to say...
Angels belong to the Era side.
At this time, the alien gods decided to release the angels.
for what
Is it because they feel that Era is too weak and want to provide them with some support to make this game more interesting
If it's a game...
This may happen.
However this is not a game.
This is real war!
It is a battle of blood pouring, winning the king and defeating the bandit.
lost...
The price may be in life.
No matter how much the Alien Protoss underestimated Era, they would not be foolish enough to make trouble for themselves.
So there is only this possibility.
The extraterritorial gods have plans to release the angels, and gratitude definitely does not exist.
As it stands now...
Their drawings must be related to the era.
The release of the Angel Race is likely to make the situation of the extraterritorial Protoss more optimistic.
So…
It must exist within.
In an instant, a series of possibilities appeared in Venerable Lingbao's mind.
He has lived too long.
Bad tricks, bad tricks, bad tricks…
He is an ancestor.
"Extraterrestrial Protoss wants to release us?"
The angels were stunned for a moment, and then everyone showed a solemn look.
They also knew that it was too abrupt to release them.
They need a reasonable explanation.
I tried so hard to trap them before, and now I have to release them...
"Yes, I definitely heard that right."
1745's eyes were full of certainty.
He really heard the news with his own ears, and the first thing that came to his mind was to hurry back and report.
"At the moment, it is Bai Ning who controls the military power of the alien gods. What I heard just now should be someone sent by Bai Ning's subordinates. The words are very tough, and the guards must let us go."
"Is there a reason?" said the old eight-winged angel.
"This… "
1745 shook his head.
He was summoned, and it happened that Bai Ning's coach and steward were talking not far away, and it was not easy to hear this.
Part of what he said just now is also his inference.
reason…
They may hear.
Soon...
The barrier that trapped the angels was opened.
The one who walked in was an extraterrestrial Protoss coach and a caretaker
"You are lucky, someone protects you."
The steward hummed without smiling, his eyes full of disgusting expressions.
He hates angels very much.
As for the reason, he felt that the wings behind the Angels were like aliens from the Protoss and were not worthy of living in the territory of the Protoss.
He was happy to be ordered by Yale to guard here.
He has also been relying on his own rights to cause some trouble for the Angel Race.
Bai Ning looked for him before...
He refuses!
It's also because he didn't want to let go of the Angels so easily.
how...
Bai Ning gave a death order.
In the face of his life, he decided to let these aliens go.
Anyway...
Even if you go to war, you will inevitably die.
"I am the commander-in-chief of the commander-in-chief Bai Ning. Right now, when the gods outside the territory are in dire straits, the enemy leader of the era has already invaded the gods. General Bai Ning hopes that you can put aside your previous suspicions, for the gods... "
"go to hell!"
boom…
There are no signs.
Someone in the angel tribe suddenly made a move, and because the coach was beaten without any warning, he vomited blood and fell to the ground.
"Thank you Commander Bai Ning for us. When Yale is killed, we will save his life! Let's go!"
The angels in the barrier kept flying outwards.
At this time, it was too late for the steward to close the barrier, and more importantly, when he reacted, he was knocked unconscious to the ground.
Boundaries open...
Those angels who have been detained for too long are like wild beasts that have been suppressed for too long, flying high.
For the Angels...
The words of the coach just now are very useful.
The extraterritorial Protoss is in chaos, and the strength of the Angels is needed to resist the attack of the Era.
Therefore…
Open the barrier to release them.
Very reasonable.
Most of the angel race or almost all agree with this approach.
Angels are indeed very powerful.
It is understandable that Bai Ning would have such a decision.
pity…
Venerable Lingbao is here.
He could be counted as the only one who really stayed out of it.
Whether it is for Angels, Protoss or Era.
He doesn't have a strong sense of belonging.
He just considered from what he thought was the most reasonable angle, whether Bai Ning had any reason to do so.
for a long time…
The result he came up with was no.
The commander must be a thoughtful person.
He needs to strategize, so that he can lead the people to win the battle.
Angels…
An uneasy factor.
The extraterritorial Protoss did not come to the verge of despair.
They also have opportunities and options for resistance.
So, why did he release the angel race.
Who the Angels are inclined to, all the high-level people involved in this war will know...
era!
The choice between the era and the alien gods.
Maybe eighty-two.
Just for the possibility of 20%, could Bai Ning take such an adventure
He will not!
Then the only result...
Venerable Lingbao thought of it before.
It was a premeditated release, and there was a Yale side in these angels.
only…
At this time, even if he said it, it was too late.
The angels who have been trapped for too long have accumulated anger in their hearts, and they fly out like crazy.
More importantly...
He doesn't know who the inner responder is.
It also did not consider clearly where the meaning and value of this inner should exist.
All he could do was be more careful.
At least…
Don't be fooled.
The angels left the barrier from the beginning, and at this time the comatose manager also woke up from the ground.
"This… "
Looking inside the barrier that was already empty, the steward fell to the ground.
This is the task that Yale gave him...
he…
He glanced at the head coach on the ground again.
"If Lord Yale asks, please ask Commander Bai Ning to tell the truth."
The steward was very flustered, for fear of taking responsibility.
"You don't need to remind me..."
At this moment, the seriously injured coach suddenly climbed up from the ground. Gently dusting off the dust on the clothes, there is no serious injury at all.
"Commander Bai Ning will tell the truth. If Lord Yale really asks, you can say that you were coerced."
As soon as the voice fell...
The coach sent a cyan signal toward the void.
This signal represents...
mission completed!