When Will The Empress Start Broadcasting - Chapter 219
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Song Ting frowned slightly as he looked at the figure that was gradually approaching the vulture.
I don’t know if it was his illusion, he always felt that the “Song Ling” in front of him was a little strange, and a little… unfamiliar.
Song Ling’s safety is the most important thing for their four guards. No matter how tense and dangerous moments are on the way, they will pay attention to Song Ling’s situation, in case she is accidentally attacked by Arr. Pull people to attack the parasitic.
Since “Song Ling” woke up from a coma, Song Ting has always suspected that she was “parasitic”.
Recovery turned better.
But Song Ting still felt that something was wrong with her, especially when she saw “Song Ling” walking towards the vulture, the sense of strangeness and discord became more and more obvious.
It’s not that Xiao Ying didn’t notice Song Ting’s abnormality, he just didn’t care.
She opened the outer cabin of the vulture, and at the moment when her mental power came out to match, the green light of “Huo vulture” passed, and the several connected detection and matching procedures were omitted, and she was sent directly to her. into the cockpit.
At the same time, the shape of the “Flaming Eagle” is also undergoing earth-shaking changes. It has lost its fiery red outer shell and replaced it with a black and purple outer armor covered with feather-like patterns. After the evolution is completed, the entire mecha is like a phoenix in myth and legend, with its beautiful long metal wings flapping slightly, as if the owner can spread its wings and rush out of the vulture base with just one thought.
“This is…” Song Ting was stunned by the sight in front of him.
Except for Han Xuewen, who was already in a semi-conscious state, Bai Xien and Reisberg subconsciously looked at Song Ting, as if asking silently what was going on.
“No! This is not a flamingo!”
Song Ting suddenly shouted, “This is not a vulture!”
“This is Feng Qin!”
“It turns out that Feng Qin did not self-destruct and disappear! It has always been there!”
“What our ancestors of the Song family are desperately guarding is not the mecha vulture of Admiral Song Cheng, but the emperor’s Feng Qin!”
When Bai Xien heard Song Ting’s words, he just thought he was talking nonsense: “Are you sure this is Feng Qin?”
“Even if the emperor really has his own personal mecha, it is impossible to match it with the spiritual power of our highness!” ability. He also didn’t think the Emperor’s personal mecha would recognize the second person.
It is rumored that the Super S mechs have real spiritual bodies instead of autonomous consciousness.
Having a master like Emperor Xinghe, how could Feng Qin recognize others?
For so many years since the founding of the Galaxy Empire, only a super-strong man like Emperor Galaxy has emerged.
Song Ting’s expression was blank for a moment, his lips moved, but no sound came out. Song Ting had an even crazier guess in his heart, but that guess was too bizarre and unimaginable, even he thought it was impossible, so he didn’t say it.
Just when several people had not recovered, Feng Qin’s cabin opened, and a photon bridge extended from the inside.
“What are you still doing, if you don’t come up again, you will be buried here.”
Xiao Ying’s cold voice came from the cabin.
Percyn was the first to react and pushed Riesberg: “Hold on, we have to quickly help Xuewen into the mecha cabin, he is almost unconscious.”
Song Ting followed them into the mecha cabin. The moment he saw the design of the cabin, he was even more certain that this mecha was not a vulture, but Feng Qin.
Because the internal operation console and defense fire control room are completely different from the fire eagle design drawings handed down by the ancestors of the Song family.
Only the power supply system of Huoji is the imitation Fengqin, and other designs have nothing to do with Fengqin.
“Your Highness.” Song Ting suddenly called out.
His voice was transmitted to everyone’s ears through the microphone in the cabin, and Xiao Ying naturally heard it, but she did not answer.
Song Ting didn’t care either, as if he just called out casually and didn’t expect Xiao Ying to respond.
Reisberg put Han Xuewen into the medical cabin inside the mecha, and he was slightly relieved to see his injury gradually recovering.
Feng Qin sent out a concentrated fire.
One, all the Arla people above were blown to the ground by the shock wave when the airship was destroyed.
“Your Highness, your spiritual power is limited, we don’t have to confront them directly, leave here as soon as possible, and ask for help from other star regions is the most important!”
“We are still millions of light-years away from the Kolo star field where the imperial army is stationed. The energy supply is limited and cannot be wasted on these little minions!”
Bai Xien wanted to say something, but was stopped by Song Ting. The latter watched the projector sit firmly in the cockpit, controlled Feng Qin in an orderly manner, and lowered his voice to Bai Xi Endao: “Didn’t you find it? Feng Qin destroyed so many enemy troops without consuming much energy at all!”
Percyn certainly noticed this, but he didn’t find it strange: “Maybe His Highness added it in time.”
Song Ting sneered, whether he laughed at him or at himself: “We can’t check the energy reserve, how do you know that she replenished the energy in time?”
Percyn gave him a puzzled look: “Otherwise? Is there a mech that doesn’t consume energy?”
“Even if this mecha is really a super S-level Feng Qin, it has to consume energy. To be precise, it starts to consume energy from the moment it is activated.”
Song Ting stopped looking at him, and turned to look at the figure on the projector, “No, there is another possibility.”
“The driver and the super-s mecha achieve a perfect fit. As long as the driver’s mental body is strong enough and the mental power is sufficient, all operations, including attack and defense, will no longer consume energy!”
Percyn was stunned for a moment, and after understanding what he meant, he couldn’t help laughing a little: “I said brother, are you still awake? Or are you scared of the Arla people? ?”
“Didn’t you say before that this is Emperor Xinghe’s personal mecha Feng Qin?”
“In this case, apart from the Great Emperor, how could there be a second person who perfectly fits with it?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Riesberg also laughed, apparently feeling that Song Ting’s words were inconsistent and illogical.
Song Ting did not speak again.
I just said in my heart: So, there is no second person who can match Feng Qin, and no second person can drive it so skillfully and easily.
Feng Qin directly destroyed it.
Xiao Ying drove Fengqin to raid all the way to destroy and annihilate all Arla enemy troops in several occupied areas on the border, and even landed on a primitive planet for a short rest on the way.
As Xiao Ying and the others got closer and closer to the Star Region, the capital of the Galaxy Empire, the number of Arla enemies they encountered did not decrease but instead increased.
the puppets they manipulated.
“How could this be?” Bai Xien’s face turned pale, he murmured, “No wonder we kept sending signals to the capital all the way and did not reply, so…”
Even the capital star field has fallen, so how many of the fourteen star fields have not fallen?
“Turn around! Your Highness! Let’s get out of here!”
“But we’re already surrounded…” Riesberg said in desperation.
“Then we have to give it a try, we can’t sit still!”
Song Ting wiped his face, he looked tired, but his eyes were extremely bright, not at all the despair and gloom of his companions.
“We can’t escape.” Song Ting said, “The Arla people even dispatched the mothership, which proves that their ‘king’ is here, and they won’t let us go.”
Not waiting for the others to speak, Song Ting asked again, “Do you know the name of the ‘king’ of this generation of Arla people?”
The kings of the Arla people are not inherited or elected, but are “born”. As long as the Arla people do not die, their kings will be born from generation to generation, killing them One generation, and the next.
The King of Arla of this generation is also the one who revived the Arla people and led them to regain their “race glory”.
It is rumored that she is not a pure Primarch Arla, but a parasitic Arla—that is, the kind of Arla that humans are transformed into after being parasitized. Unlike the pure primarch, the parasitic Arla has a human mimicry.
No one has seen this generation of King Arla, and there is very little information about her. Even Bai Xien, who followed the princess’s personal guard, knew nothing of King Arla’s appearance and name.
Song Ting’s voice was very soft, but what he said made several people present felt chills all over, “Her name is Ke Wei.”
“Before being parasitized, he was the founding general of the Galaxy Empire, a close friend of the Galaxy Emperor, and the only Arla who managed to escape from the Emperor.”
Song Ting finished his words, and a phantom appeared over the mothership controlled by the Arla people. The sharp blade, but her eyes have the tenderness that hides thousands of galaxies.
“Your Majesty, we finally meet again.” The phantom said in Feng Qin’s direction.
“I miss you and look forward to seeing you again.”
“From the moment you killed me.”