Edge of the Apocalypse

The meal lasted until late at night.

In the end, apart from adjutant Mirren, even the Warden, who drank the wine as water, finally poured it for Windsor Belo. The female marshal's alcohol tolerance was astonishing. She drank almost a large barrel of ale, but her face was only flushed red, but her eyes were not drunk. As for Allen's teenagers and the officers accompanying him, they had already been carried back to the hotel and slept soundly.

Windsor Belo tasted it alone, her long legs crisscrossed on the table, with a tablet brain on her leg. On the brain screen, Allen and the others had played back their careers in prison for the past few days. Adjutant Mirren stood behind the marshal. Mirren was tall and handsome. Although she wasn't as strong as Windsor Belo, she was still a number of experts in Sirius. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to become an adjutant.

If someone like this were to be thrown into a subordinate legion, they would definitely be a leader. But in the past five years since joining Sirius, Mirren had been willing to be an adjutant and become Windsor Belo's right-hand man. Apart from admiration for Windsor Belo, there was also a desire to pursue her. In fact, there were many people in the Sirius Legion who wanted to pursue Windsor Belo.

The female marshal did not hold back on this aspect and even said that as long as she was defeated, she would have the qualifications to be her man. A seemingly simple condition made all the fierce people on Sirius look at Yang Xingnai. Windsor Belo's strength was there. Even on Sirius, there were a few people that could be classified as peak combat strength. For example, Mirren was one of them. But on the same level as Windsor Belo, it was completely different from defeating her.

So even now, Windsor Belo is still a bachelor.

"Look at this little Alan. He's quite smart. He's brave and resourceful. He's just a little bit weaker than when I was younger." Windsor Belo pointed at the screen with her slender fingers.

Mirren shook her head and laughed, "Lord Marshal, you are only twenty years old this year. When you were young, don't be so old."

He then looked at the screen and nodded, "But this Alan is indeed not bad. When I was his age, I didn't know what kind of power he was. But he has already become a power nurturer. It's really enviable."

'"That's why this little fellow has the qualifications to be my student. Think about it, Mirren. In the future, people will say," Look, that's Windsor Belo's student. How old is he? He has already reached the edge of the general trend of nature. As expected, he is a master apprentice. " Windsor Belo said proudly.

Mirren whispered, "The main point is the word 'Master', right?"

"Of course." Windsor Belo flicked her finger and Webb appeared on the screen.

The footage was taken in prison, although Allen had checked that there were no cameras in the cell. However, he underestimated Sirius, one of the Federation's trump cards. Sirius' equipment was even more advanced than a Golden Lion of the same level. The video, which was used to take pictures of the teenagers in prison so that Windsor Belo could judge their fitness, was taken by intelligent robots disguised as insects. This was only the simplest method Sirius could use to gather intelligence.

"Milen, what do you think of Webb?" Windsor Belo knocked on the screen and asked.

Mirren thought for a moment before saying, "I can only say that he is very smart."

'"That's right, he is quite smart. He avoids the dizziness of battle and waits for an opportunity to leave. Given the purpose of this assessment, his strategy is correct. However, he can make use of his strengths to avoid weaknesses, or even be despicable and shameless. However, he can't lose his fighting spirit. Moreover, he has abandoned his allies. How can he be a great general if he is so unjust?"

"If you want me to have such an alliance army, hmph, sister, I'll just sell him to the enemy and kill him."

Mirren wiped her sweat. Windsor Belo wasn't just talking about it. In those few years on the battlefield of the Outer Realm, there were indeed a few allies who were too wise to protect themselves, and even had Windsor Belo sell them.

"So, Marshal has already made up his mind about the matter of personal students?" Mirren asked.

Windsor Belo spread out her hands and said, "That's not true. Although I prefer Alan, the rules are set by me. Webb is indeed qualified to advance. I'm not sure who will pass the final exam. Mirren, strength is very important. But sometimes, luck is something that no one can say."

"It's decided. The final exam will be held in half a year." Windsor Belo suddenly said.

Mirren was shocked. "It's been so long. My lord, we can't stay on Earth for so long. What if there's something urgent on the frontlines …"

"I know." Windsor Belo said confidently, "Let's go back and announce the final exam time and questions. It's not too late to come back. There's Rainbow Bridge anyway, and it'll only take a few days to travel between the two galaxies. Besides, the longer the exam time is set, the better it will be for us."

"Does this have anything to do with Sirius?" Mirren asked curiously.

'"Of course, don't you know that the Fan Weini Clan has recently made quite a satisfactory discount on several equipment transactions with Sirius. Webb's father bought some information from the Red Wolf that was neither light nor heavy, as well as one or two gadgets. Just these information alone earned me five to six million yuan." Windsor Belo laughed and said, "So, I wish I could extend the time a little longer."

Mirren suddenly realized that all of this was for money.

"By the way, what's the latest news about that old ghost Capulo?" Windsor Belo put away her smile and said seriously.

Mirren shook her head and said, "Since Marshal Capulo arrived at the Russen Domain, he has been using the excuse of busy warfare to refuse to give us a positive answer."

"Very normal. That old ghost's style has always been like this." '"Sometimes I wonder if that old fellow is colluding with some alien race in the Jordan Domain. Every time I propose an attack on the seven great races, this old ghost will definitely block it. This time, I wanted to use the opportunity of the job classification to force this old lion to the table in Babylon. He was alert and ran away as soon as he heard I was coming back!" Said Windsor Belo hatefully.

"Marshal Capulo is indeed an old man."

Windsor Belo rolled her eyes and said, "He's always saying things like that. He doesn't know when the time is right. Attack is the best defense. Beating the seven strongest races in Jordon to death is enough to keep them away from our interstellar defenses all day long."

"Not everyone has the courage and courage of a marshal." Mirren could only helplessly say.

"Oh, when did our Lord Millen learn to flatter me?"

"Just now" Mirren said without changing her expression.

It was already noon on the second day after returning to Babylon. On the afternoon of the same day, Windsor Belo announced that the third and final examination would be held in half a year. At that time, Allen and Webb would each lead an army to conduct a real combat assessment. In order to test the two students' ability, Windsor Belo explicitly banned the families behind the two students from interfering. At that time, she would allocate 100,000 yuan to each of them in advance so that they could arm their own army.

The implication was that when the time came, the army she would provide would be composed of only personnel and no weapons.

The purpose of this assessment is very broad, including students' intelligence gathering ability, strategic deployment and equipment configuration plan and other comprehensive capabilities. The target of the assessment was also given early in the morning. It was the base of an armed mob in the Wilton Mountains, located in the third region of the surface. As for more information, the students needed to collect it themselves.

Among them, because Windsor Belo limited the military expenditure, the equipment configuration also tested the students' ability in economy and overall planning. As for how this military expenditure would be used, there was no restriction on whether students should purchase an all-terrain armoured combat vehicle or buy soldiers' conventional weapons.

But when Webb heard the news, he felt that Windsor Belo was still inclined towards him. After all, his family was a weapon manufacturer. Even if the family could not directly intervene to help, it was still possible to obtain a transaction price that was lower than the market price, and it would not be criticized.

Hence, after returning to Babylon, Young Master Weber immediately held a banquet to celebrate in advance. As for Allen, he kept a much lower profile, but when he returned to the castle, the butler, Helen, personally handed him an invitation letter.

The invitation letter was sent by Leon. The William family's young master used a pile of gorgeous words to build an invitation letter that was full of emotions. But after removing those cumbersome modifiers, Leon meant that he couldn't forget the last time he lost to Alan on the surface. Ellen was specially invited to participate in an autumn hunt organized by the Williams.

To put it simply, he wanted to compete with Alan again and introduce some friends to him.

In the end, Leon said in a small line, "It's not bad for you to know more people in order to get into the Bescord heirs list. So don't refuse, friend."

Ellen was a little surprised. It seemed that Leon had his own sources of information, and he had already learned that his identity was not as simple as it had been announced to the public. He closed the invitation letter and wrote down the date of the autumn hunt.

In the next few days, Allen returned to his original trajectory. Apart from catching up with the lessons that had fallen on the ground over the past few days, he also had to make proper arrangements for the study of the Magic Cube Sequence and the training of his combat skill Origin Energy. Another quarter passed in the midst of intense study and intensive training. As June approached, Windsor Belo finally left Earth and returned to the federal frontlines in the Yordon Domain.

As for Alan, the day before he stepped into his 12th birthday, Origin Energy had climbed to level 11, constructed a second circuit, and acquired a completely new ability.

Shock!

Oscillation, as literally described, can cause source power to vibrate at high frequencies, thereby achieving a higher level of destructive power. Shockwaves can be combined with almost any ability or skill, such as an ordinary fireball, after superimposing the ability to shockwaves. As the energy inside the fireball vibrated at high speed, it released a more powerful explosive effect.

At that time, the fireball was no longer a fireball, but an explosive flame.

Similar to combustion, after the shock, the target particles would resonate, resulting in an overfrequency vibration of internal destruction.