Even in Yang Ming's subjective feeling, the current acceleration of Whistle is similar to the acceleration of Ligui in the atmosphere.

How much hatred and hate!

"Li, let my Liguihao collide with Whistle!"

"Understood, we need to speed up."

"Then add more!" Yang Ming roared.

A countdown popped up in front of his eyes instantly, and the original force of pushing back was switched to pushing forward after two seconds.

The Ligui cuts into the edge of the atmosphere.

Yang Ming roared, wrapping Li Guihao with his spiritual power. The red film at the joints of Liguihao stretched again, almost completely assimilating Liguihao!

The mecha is constantly vibrating.

The thin gas molecules have become a huge obstacle.

Yang Ming felt like he was holding up a mountain, and he had to grit his teeth to keep lifting the mountain!

The insect tunnel, insect swarm, and pseudomother insect are right in front of you!

The bright red meteor turned into a whirling counterattack!

"reason!"

The Ligui's flight pack exploded into pieces, and the powerful thrust caused the Ligui to rush forward. Yang Ming felt as if he had resisted a shaped bomb on his back, and he almost lowered his head and spurted blood.

Whirlpool is just ahead!

The two trajectories, which are almost 90 degrees apart, are about to collide in front of the pseudomother insect.

Three seconds!

Two seconds!

Crash!

"***!"

Yang Ming uttered a curse word, and Li Gui's head suddenly turned around just as it was about to hit Whistle.

boom!

Whistling was hit and flew straight down!

Having absorbed the whirling kinetic energy, the Li Gui's speed slowed down, and Yang Ming happened to face the 600-meter-long pseudo-queen head-on.

The 'package' that Li Guihao had been holding in his hand had been thrown hard by Yang Ming, and it was thrown into the airspace behind the pseudo-queen against the pseudo-queen's shoulder.

'You deliver!'

A violent beam of light suddenly flashed, and the insect tunnel collapsed in a few microseconds due to the violent surge of energy and fluctuations in the inner space.

The pseudomother worm roared and reached out to grab the Li Guihao, but the insect tunnel closed instantly, the pseudomother worm's forelimbs were cut off neatly, and insect blood fell from the sky.

A few seconds later, a violent shock wave erupted from the collapse of the insect tunnel, and huge energy acted on the surface of the planet, triggering a series of earthquakes.

The Ligui had already rushed out of the explosion range.

In the cockpit, Yang Ming lowered his head and kept retching. Even as strong as he was, he still couldn't withstand this series of torments.

But he didn't have time to rest now, as the Ghost Horn rushed towards Whistle.

The insect swarm lost the command of the pseudomother insect and began to escape towards outer space under the threat of the aura of the ancient god's life form.

Wei Suo was also in a semi-conscious state at the moment. While he was still falling rapidly, he was caught by the Ligui and stuffed into the cockpit.

"Whooshing? Whooshing!"

"Huh?" Whisper opened his eyes in a daze, with a bit of confusion in his eyes, and then laughed sarcastically, "It seems like it's out of control."

Yang Ming frowned and said, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"No," Whisper looked towards the direction where the pseudomother insect disappeared, "The big queen is behind the pseudomother insect, and she is singing a war song that circulates in high-dimensional space."

"I don't understand," Yang Ming sighed, looking up in the direction of outer space.

He saw a small fleet.

It was this fleet that had absorbed most of the bugs' firepower before, allowing him to successfully implement his plan to attack the pseudo-mother bugs from the side, and in disguise, break the Queen's plot to trap and kill Whispering.

The more than forty ships were currently strangling the insects that had lost their fighting spirit.

Yang Ming frowned tightly.

He saw...his own flag...it was the flag displayed by the ship's projection device.

"Is it those guys?"

Yang Ming pursed his lips slightly: "Li, what is the designation of this unit?"

"The Saka Star Guard Fleet, and the private fleets of several other nobles."

Yang Ming fell silent.

There were some fluctuations in Li's voice, mixed with some emotion: "Sorry, they are the fleet closest to here. When I mobilized them, I deliberately concealed their numbers from you, so that you would not be impulsive.

Make a misjudgment.”

Yang Ming:……

"Are there many casualties?"

"Sixty percent loss," Li said softly, "I will compensate your planet within my authority."

Yang Ming whispered: "No need to do anything special... I can make up for it myself. The Ligui will join them. I will rest and recuperate in my fleet, and you will arrange the follow-up battle plan."

"yes."

The projection of Li appeared in front of Yang Ming. She stared at Yang Ming across the boundary between virtuality and reality.

Li suddenly said: "Can I ask you a question?"

Yang Ming asked: "Will this question be recorded?"

"Won't."

"go ahead."

"How do you view relationships such as partners, friendships, and comrades-in-arms, and whether you will give priority to your own interests when these relationships conflict with your own interests? Please answer as sincerely as possible."

"Yes," Yang Ming said, "the most sincere answer is that I always put my own interests as the highest priority."

Li nodded slowly: "Is there any other situation?"

The Ligui is maneuvering toward outer space.

The remaining fleet has been ordered to start long-range towing to help the Ligui save energy.

"There are no other circumstances," Yang Ming said calmly, "My own interests include many, including emotional value and sentimental value."

Li asked back: "Then why did you take such a big risk to rescue Posuo?"

Posuo snorted, crossed her arms and raised her head: "I'm mom."

"screw you!"

Yang Ming glared at Bosuo, and then looked at Li helplessly.

He whispered: "I don't know what you have experienced, and I don't know why you ask this kind of question, but what I can tell you is that a person should maintain some bottom lines, and my bottom line is between my own interests.

The bottom line is very simple. Don’t do things that make you feel guilty. In simpler words, you have a clear conscience.”

"Have a clear conscience?"

Yang Ming smiled and said: "Aside from the bottom line, I still have my own ideals."

"ideal?"

"Yes, my ideal," Yang Ming said slowly, "my ideal can be summed up in one sentence."

"What?"

"Find another organization in the galaxy that is willing to call me comrade."

Both Li and Posuo looked puzzled.

Yang Ming curled his lips and didn't say much. He raised his head and stared at the ship ahead.

Ah, how should we face these young people from Sakaar?

Boss Yang fell into deep thought.
Chapter completed!