"Silly beep!"

"Ah ah ah!"

Hearing the arrogant male voice echoing in the whole ship, the missionary broke the defense. He vowed that no one he knew in hundreds of thousands of years, whether pioneers or ancient humans, had such a role that made him crazy.

"Missionary, come out!"

Fisher's provocation continues. The tweeter has now been connected to a subwoofer, detailing that the missionaries written by Fisher are countless and have committed 108 crimes. The missionary who has lost his head has also directly opened a road for Fisher's Pelican to go out to his position and go out to find fisher to kill him. He really can't afford to lose this man.

Fisher proudly patted the back of the sergeant's chair and pointed to the inner passage of the warship being opened in front.

"Look, didn't the other party open the door?"

"But the enemy came out!" Kotana said that because of Fisher's great death, the number of Prometheus knights in front has exceeded 100000 and is still growing（ Almighty Pro can take a billion Prometheus Legion)

"They are just enslaved souls. Give you the plane and I'll open the way!" Fisher said, opened the hatch directly, then jumped and landed on the top of the pelican.

"The war is over!"

Fisher pushed and pulled his hands, and several psionic lightning seemed to come alive. He jumped among countless groups of Prometheus knights, one by one, and rows of Prometheus knights were swallowed up by the fire.

"My God, John, are you sure they are human?" Kotana has been silly. The window of the plane is like setting off fireworks in the new year. No, it's more exaggerated than that. The dense Prometheus Legion is entrenched on the platform, firing at the pelican from the ceiling, and Fisher is like an aircraft carrier in the storm, standing still. The incoming light bombs are either blocked by the shield or eliminated by the storm.

These legions of Prometheus transformed from ancient humans also provided Fisher with a steady stream of power after his death. Each wisp of remnant soul turned into firewood to nourish the star torch.

Countless drones and hounds tried to fall from the sky. Fisher urged his psionics to directly freeze the time above. The falling legions of Prometheus seemed to be held in the sky and could not move. When the pelican flew by, these hounds brushed down again.

Some of the Prometheus Knights tried to fight Fisher through the transition, but they were cut off by Fisher's sword that ignored energy before they were condensed.

"Have a big one!" Fisher put the big sword back into the magnetic lock at his waist, spread his hands down, and the crazy surge of psionics gathered in front of him into a storm. In the storm, there were some fuzzy figures flashing. With the spread of the storm, countless Prometheus legions disappeared like mowing grass before they got close.

"I think the military intelligence agency will definitely find a way to get his cells or something. Maybe it will send dozens of female agents. Maybe Dr. Halsey wants to solve him!"

In the center of the raging storm, there is a passage opened for people. The pelican is advancing rapidly in this passage. There is lightning and thunder outside the window. Kotana in the cabin has seen little stars.

"It's so handsome, John. Do you think girls on earth like it?"

"......." Sparta was silent.

After opening a passage for the pelican with the storm, Fisher drilled back into the cabin. There were handsome people standing outside, but it was too noisy. The roar of the dense Prometheus Corps was like the Amazon Rainforest at night. There was no peace for a moment. Coupled with the protection of the raging storm, Fisher didn't need to do anything more.

"What did you do to him?"

Watching the Legion disappear, the missionary thought Fisher's power was the ghost of the think tank curator, but the other party just smiled happily.

"I didn't do anything!"

"I..." the missionary was so angry. The mantle Pro world had an invincible gun, which could do everything from star destruction to warship bombardment, but now most of the firepower was dismantled by the curator of the think tank, otherwise he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

"That's your hope, isn't it! Then I'll kill him completely today! "

The missionary who gave up the weapon system wore the top armor and turned to look at the hatch behind him. The orange light cloak made of hard light made a sound behind him. Then his arm gently shook, and the whole cabin suddenly became empty. The floor fell one by one, revealing the energy core below. Then he opened a light bridge, and then he stood quietly on the light bridge, Look at the approaching black spot in the distance.

"Just you?" The pelican flew askew, and then a figure fell from the transport plane. It was Fisher. After he fell, the pelican automatically fell into the lower space and fell into debris.

"Why, do you think you can hit ten?" Fisher twisted his neck and hooked at the other side. "You're 20000 years early to win me!"

"Hum!" The missionary snorted coldly, but his figure flashed behind Fisher in an instant, and the hard light sword with orange light stabbed Fisher's back heart.

“Duang！”

Fisher did not avoid the blow, but removed most of his opponent's strength by relying on his shoulder armor. At the moment when the light emitted during the collision faded, he cut out his backhand and swore to win. The sword slashed the missionary's abdomen with fire.

"Boom!"

The two retreated at the same time. Fisher held the big sword back to his waist and catapulted out. At the same time, he hit varudo to make the missionary's action slow. Although this move can only have a slight effect for the missionary, it is enough for Fisher.

The sword awn was provoked by the cold wind and made a hole in the missionary's visor.

The broken armor and a few drops of energy liquid fell. The missionary stepped back two steps and raised his hand to touch the broken place.

"Over the years, you are the first human to hurt me. You are strong. Well, if you surrender, I can turn you into the commander of Prometheus, and you can leave a small group of people to multiply in the designated area!"

"Yes, but I'm not very interested in the title of commander! Besides, human beings can't live, you has the final say.

After that, Fisher tried to launch an assault again, but a hard light suddenly shot from his feet, and then created a gravity field to drag him. Then the missionary flashed, and the lightsaber flew, tearing the space and landing on Fisher's chest armor in an instant.

"Too slow!"