jdhmnovel Chapter 279
Chapter 279
"Where did the three of them go?" Luo Xi asked vaguely after taking a bite of the soft, sweet snack.
Her beautiful eyes looked around the dining table, but she didn't see the three familiar figures.
"Mike took them on a mission." Ling Yuan answered while considerately moving Luo Xi's favorite dishes in front of her.
His long silver-white hair was casually draped over his shoulders, shining with a faint luster in the morning light, like flowing moonlight.
His captivating red eyes were now looking at Luo Xi tenderly, filled with doting and love.
His slender fingers gently moved the plate, and every movement was as elegant as a painting, pleasing to the eye.
"Mission?" Luo Xi blinked, a little confused. "What mission? Is it dangerous?"
Although the three of them were quite powerful, she still subconsciously worried about their safety.
"Don't worry, it's just some cleanup work." Ling Yuan said lightly: "With their strength, there will be no problem."
Rosie finally felt relieved and continued to enjoy her food.
"By the way, I have prepared some gifts for you." Luo Xi suddenly remembered something, took out several exquisite boxes from the space button, and handed them to everyone present.
"This is..." Xingyu took the box and opened it. Inside was a crystal clear bead lying quietly, emitting a faint breath of life.
"This is the Pearl of Life. It can enhance your vitality and should be helpful for your cultivation." Luo Qian explained with a smile.
These beads of life were created by her using her wood-related abilities and contain rich life energy.
In addition to the wood-type ability itself, it also integrates her special energy as a holy female.
It’s a pity that these are only produced by the peak of the ninth level.
If it was a spirit bead created by the holy-level wood-type ability, then Rhine wouldn't be trapped in the Beast God Temple and unable to get out.
"Thank you." Xingyu said softly, a hint of tenderness flashing in his amber vertical pupils.
Others also opened the exquisite boxes and held them carefully in their hands.
The lid of the box opens slightly, revealing crystal clear beads lying quietly on the soft velvet padding, emitting a soft glow.
These beads seem to contain endless vitality, making people feel full of vitality.
"Xixi, you're so kind!" Ling Yuan praised generously, his beautiful red eyes curved into crescents. "My Xixi is so beautiful and capable. I feel like I can retire and let Xixi support me at home."
He produced a small, exquisite mirror from somewhere, pretended to look at himself, and gently stroked the corners of his eyes with his fingertips. "Well, it seems I have to pay attention to maintenance. After all, this face is going to be used for a gigolo."
Rosie was so amused by his narcissistic and funny look that she laughed so hard that tears were almost coming out.
Fan Xiao rolled his eyes without any hesitation, and his silver wolf ears twitched, as if to express his disdain.
Luo Xi finally stopped laughing and raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Usually you guys give me gifts, this is just a small return gift from me."
She spoke softly, her voice soft and sticky, like the melting snow in spring, with a hint of sweetness, and like a feather gently scratching the tip of one's heart.
Fan Xiao looked at her with eyes full of doting, almost drowning her in this gentle gaze.
He knew that Rosie had always been like this, always thinking about the people around her and never caring about gains and losses.
In this world, females are already rare, let alone an outstanding saint female like Rosie, who is also a powerful ninth-level peak mutant.
As such, she should be held in the palm of everyone's hand and enjoy endless love and care.
But she, on the contrary, always considered them, which made Fan Xiao feel both touched and guilty.
Thinking of this, Fan Xiao secretly clenched his fists and silently decided in his heart that he must practice harder. Only in this way could he better protect her and safeguard this hard-earned happiness.
"You should also pay more attention to rest and don't be too tired." Fan Xiao couldn't help but speak up and reminded him in a low and gentle voice.
Rosie nodded obediently, like a docile kitten.
Lu Ye looked at the heartwarming scene in front of him, a hint of bitterness rising from the corner of his mouth.
He was the last one to get to know Rosie, and now he followed her to this strange land, but he always felt like an outsider, out of tune with her and her outstanding partners.
She treats me equally, gently and considerately, but there are so many outstanding men around her. How can I, who am so ordinary, catch her eye?
I can't blame her for this, I can only blame myself for not being worthy of such a beautiful woman.
On Blue Star, he might be a favored child of destiny that everyone admires, but in this interstellar world filled with powerful people, he is not even as good as an ordinary person.
He has to try harder, harder.
Lu Ye silently clenched the box in his hand, his knuckles turning slightly white.
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Amidst the desolate interstellar landscape and rubble, several starships lay quietly hidden, like leviathans lurking in the shadows, waiting for their chance to strike. Inside, soft lights shone in every corner, yet they couldn't dispel the tense atmosphere that permeated the air.
Troy stood in front of the huge porthole, his brow furrowed. His gaze passed through the thick glass and looked out at the dead and dangerous star field, his eyes filled with worry.
Behind him, George and Fred stood side by side, both with a hint of anxiety on their similar faces.
"Do you think Admiral Mike and the others can handle this?" George was the first to break the silence, his voice filled with obvious worry and unease. "We can't take down this pirate hideout, and only a few of them can..." His voice trailed off, as if he was talking to himself, but also as if he was seeking an answer.
Fred said uncertainly, "It should be possible. We have all witnessed Admiral Mike's strength." Although his tone was certain, there was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.
"However, this mission is of great importance. The Chaos Star Region is no place to joke around." George sighed, his voice a little heavy. "I always feel a little uneasy."
Troy turned around and glanced at them with a firm look in his eyes: "There's no point in worrying. All we can do now is trust them."
"Adjutant Troy, you're right. We should trust Admiral Mike," Fred agreed, trying to reassure himself and George. "After all, he's the person Her Excellency the Saint trusts the most."
"The person Her Excellency the Saint trusts the most should not be our Marshal..." George muttered to himself, his eyes dimmed, his voice filled with loss and confusion, "I don't know how the Marshal is doing now." He thought of that tall and majestic figure, the man who had brought them countless victories and hopes, but now his life or death was uncertain, which made him feel extremely painful and helpless.
Fred patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, Marshal, you are a lucky man, and nothing will happen to you."
Troy's eyes slowly swept over George and Fred, as if he was examining them, or as if he was recalling.
The three of them were all capable men under Marshal Kyle, and had experienced countless baptisms of blood and fire together. They had long since formed a deep comradeship with each other.
Those days of fighting side by side seem like yesterday.
But now, Marshal Kyle has disappeared, and they have left the once familiar Free Federation and come to the side of Saint Rosie.
They firmly believed that the Marshal must still be alive, and they would wait here for his return.
This mission was personally ordered by Lord Fanxiao, and the goal is to clean up this life planet called Moji.
There is a group of pirates entrenched on this planet. They burn, kill, plunder and commit all kinds of evil. They are a cancer in this star field.
However, this group of pirates is extremely powerful. They possess advanced weapons and equipment, which can even be comparable to the capital star of a small country.
The Trojans attempted several attacks, but all ended in failure.
They realized that they could not tackle this tough problem by their own strength, so they had no choice but to ask Lord Fanxiao for support.
Now, they can only pray that Admiral Mike and his team can successfully complete the mission and return safely.
……
At the same time, at the edge of the chaotic star field.
A desolate and silent scene came into view. The broken stellar debris floated quietly in the void like huge tombstones, telling of the tragedy that had once happened.
The abandoned space stations stood like giant monsters, their fangs bared and their claws bared. Their rusty metal shells were covered with holes of various sizes, which were traces of artillery fire.
The air was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder, mixed with a hint of blood, which made people feel nauseous.
This place was once a paradise for space pirates, where they burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil.
But now, this place has become a ruin, and only the dilapidated buildings and corpses are still proof of its former "prosperity".
"Is this the chaotic star field?" Damon's voice sounded in the communication channel, with a hint of excitement and eagerness, like a beast about to be released from the cage, eager to leave his own mark on this chaotic land.
"Be careful, this is not the Free Federation." Ivan's voice followed closely, as calm and steady as ever. "Don't forget, this is the lair of space pirates. Who knows what dangers are lurking in the dark."
"What are you afraid of? Can someone reach the ninth level?!" Damon said indifferently.
Among the three of them, Mike is at the ninth level with three systems, and he and his brother are both at the seventh level with two systems. Such a configuration is enough to defeat an entire starship fleet.
It was just a small nest of space pirates, he really didn't take it seriously.
Mike said nothing, simply observing his surroundings. His sharp blue eyes scanned every corner like a hawk, not missing a single clue.
As a veteran of many battles, Mike knows that the more peaceful a place seems, the more dangerous it often is.
He narrowed his sharp blue eyes slightly, like a vigilant falcon, carefully observing the surrounding environment.
"You two should act together, don't separate, and keep communication open."
Mike gave the order in a deep voice, with unquestionable authority in his voice.
"Remember, our goal is reconnaissance, not combat. If you discover anything unusual, report it immediately and do not act on your own."
"it is good!"
Damon and Ivan looked at each other and activated their superpowers at the same time.
Countless vines broke out of the ground beneath their feet and quickly spread out in all directions like giant green pythons.
These vines act as their eyes and ears, taking in the surrounding environment.
Fine beads of sweat oozed out of Ivan and Damon's foreheads. They were concentrating on controlling the vines and did not dare to slack off for a moment.
The perception of the vines surged like an endless tide, and complex information was madly intertwined in Ivan and Damon's minds, like countless tiny electric currents, stimulating every nerve of theirs.
Suddenly, a suffocatingly powerful energy wave appeared abruptly, like a meteorite smashing into the calm lake, instantly breaking the moment of tranquility and stirring up huge waves.
Ivan and Damon opened their eyes almost at the same time, their faces became extremely solemn, fine beads of sweat seeped out of their foreheads, and their hearts beat violently as if they were about to jump out of their chests.
"Ninth level!"
The two spoke in unison, their tone carrying a hint of tension and fear that was hard to conceal, like two young deer being targeted by hunters, feeling an unprecedented threat.
They quickly retracted the vines and tried to evacuate this dangerous place, but it was too late.
An irresistible pressure descended from the sky, like an invisible mountain, pressing down on them, making them unable to move, as if they were under a spell of immobilization.
"Discovered."
Ivan clenched his teeth, making them chatter. Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead and slid down his cheeks. He could feel his body trembling slightly, not because of fear, but because of anger and unwillingness.
"How to do?"
Although it was Damon's first time on the battlefield, he was still calm. He looked jumpy at ordinary times, but at critical moments he knew the overall situation was more important. There was a firm light in his eyes. He immediately sought advice from Admiral Mike, who had the most battlefield experience, with a hint of urgency and trust in his voice.
Ivan, who was standing by, had a look of relief in his eyes. It seemed that his younger brother had matured a lot.
At this moment, Mike also felt the energy fluctuation that was so powerful that it made his heart palpitate. A trace of solemnity flashed in his sharp blue eyes, and he stared at the source of the energy fluctuation like a hawk.
An indescribable feeling of oppression surged like a tide, instantly enveloping the three of them.
It was a shudder that came from the depths of the soul, as if being targeted by an ancient ferocious beast and could be torn to pieces at any time.
At the end of the field of vision, a blurry figure slowly emerged, like a demon crawling out from the depths of hell, carrying a suffocating breath of death.
The man was wearing a loose black robe, hiding his entire body in shadows, like a black hole that swallowed up the light, making it impossible to see his face and even more impossible to guess his intentions.
There was only a pair of eyes, hidden under the wide hood, flashing with strange light, like two balls of ghostly green will-o'-the-wisp, jumping and creepy.