Chapter 42 Titan Galaxy

Chapter 42 Titan Galaxy

Chapter 42 Titan Galaxy
The battlefield outside the domain is a battlefield established by the four top races, namely, humans, demons, insects, and machines. In addition to the four top races, there are also countless subordinate races under the four top races fighting in it.

The extraterritorial battlefield is a general term, which is actually divided into eleven major battlefields, and each major battlefield has many sub-battlefields.

Different battles break out on different battlefields.

In some high-end battlefields, all those active there are immortal kings.

As for those who are a little lower in status, a large number of them are granted immortal titles of nobility, and a small number are granted titles of king.

Secondly, it is a battlefield where a large number of immortals and elite teams of world masters are active.

As for the most common battlefield, unlike the previous ones where lone rangers or teams of several people are acting, the most common battlefield is usually led by one or more strong men with many domain lords and cosmic levels to engage in large-scale battles with alien races.

In fact, this is the most common situation in the extraterritorial battlefield. After all, the strong are a minority after all, and the vast number of ordinary realm masters, domain masters, and universe-level masters are the main components of the extraterritorial battlefield.

The Titan star field is such a common battlefield.

"Woo!"

Wang Cheng came back to his senses from the trance of traveling through time and space. At this moment, a loud voice sounded in his ears.

"Last time on Suanniao Star, General Liuxing led more than a thousand of us warriors and we were surrounded by more than three thousand monsters. That battle was truly earth-shattering. More than a thousand of us managed to stop the siege of more than three thousand monsters. General Liuxing even killed a monster realm master, scaring them so much that they fled in panic."

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Wang Cheng glanced around. It was a very spacious alloy room, filled with soldiers wearing standard armor.

As for the voice Wang Cheng just heard, it was that of a big man with a bird-beak who was sitting at a table. He sat at a high place and talked incessantly.

Below this big man with a bird's beak, there were more than a dozen people gathered in twos and threes. They were drinking and listening to the big man with the bird's beak bragging about his glorious deeds. They felt quite leisurely.

Wang Cheng was one of these dozen people, the only difference was that he was alone.

"Titan Galaxy, team number TUI23980035, a new member of the team, a cosmic-level warrior with an introverted personality!" Wang Cheng savored the information in his mind, and he quickly figured out many things.

This is a team led by the world master "Meteor". This team is active in the Titan galaxy. However, some time ago, they were besieged by demons in a place called Suanniao Star and suffered heavy losses. They returned to the supply base to recruit a group of new members.

And Wang Cheng is an ordinary cosmic-level person who has just joined the team.

"I wonder when the battle will start!" Wang Cheng listened to the boasting of the big man with a bird's beak above, and picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip.

"This wine is really good wine."

Wang Cheng looked at it with some surprise, and then he started drinking it sip by sip.

With Wang Cheng's physique, the wine from Earth was easier for him to drink than water, and he had no interest in drinking it. But drinking the wine in front of him made him regain his previous feeling.

After quickly finishing a glass of wine, Wang Cheng looked around and soon found a large wine bottle half a person's height on the table.

Just when Wang Cheng was thinking about getting up and pouring another glass of wine, the big man with a bird-beak above him waved his hand, and instantly a stream of water flowed out of the wine bottle. In a flash, the glass in front of Wang Cheng was filled.

"Brother, this is not the way to drink this wine. You have to savor it slowly to appreciate its flavor!" The big man with a bird's beak laughed.

"Thank you!" Wang Cheng raised his glass and said. "What are you thanking me for? We are all brothers. When we are on the battlefield, we have to support each other!" The big man with a bird's beak looked at Wang Cheng, then looked at the other dozen people around him, and said:

"More than ten of us are considered a team, but we are just grasshoppers on the same rope. To put it bluntly, we are cannon fodder on the battlefield. If we don't unite, we won't know how we died!"

"Ok!"

Hearing that the big man with a bird's beak, who had been bragging for a long time, finally said something useful, more than a dozen people around him nodded.

There are more than a dozen of them, all of whom are cosmic-level. They are indeed the lowest-level cannon fodder on the battlefield. If they unite, they still have a glimmer of hope, but if they fight alone, they are almost certain to die!
About half an hour after Wang Cheng arrived, he quickly became familiar with these dozen people.

Wang Cheng also knew that the big man with a bird's beak was named Mosiso, and he was a cosmic-level ninth-order. He had been in the battlefield outside the domain for more than ten years. A cosmic-level person could stay in the battlefield outside the domain for more than ten years without dying. His strength must be beyond that of an ordinary cosmic-level ninth-order person.

Of course, this is also due to his good luck.

Otherwise, the cosmic level is still the cosmic level. Even Wang Cheng may die at any time in the fighting on the battlefield!

In the battlefield outside the domain, the mortality rate for the realm master level is 95%, and for the universe level, it is close to 100%. Except for those who have broken through to become domain masters, the rest who can survive are almost all the luckiest of the lucky.

. . .

Wang Cheng knew that he was just a passer-by, so he didn't say much. He just sat there tasting wine and listening to what these people were talking about.

Looking at the entire universe, the cosmic level may not be very impressive, but in fact, under the condition of natural development, it takes a long time for a galaxy to give birth to a cosmic level. Those who can become cosmic level life have all experienced a lot.

Moreover, ordinary cosmic-level beings would not come to places like the extraterritorial battlefield. Those who come here probably have their own stories.

Therefore, these people have no shortage of topics to talk about now.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten minutes passed.

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion and the entire alloy room shook violently.

"Enemy attack!"

The experienced Mosiso reacted immediately. In the entire alloy room, hundreds of cosmic humans quickly stood up one by one, and the originally noisy environment soon became quiet.

Wow!
An illusory figure suddenly appeared above the alloy room. It was a man wearing silver armor. His skin was reddish, but his eyes were extremely firm.

As soon as the shadow appeared, it immediately said: "Everyone, the spaceship is under attack, immediately prepare to fight with me!"

After saying that, the shadow didn't stay for long and disappeared here directly.

"This kind of sudden encounter is often the most dangerous. Everyone must pay attention later!" Moses reminded him, and then he continued:

"Later, all of you follow me!"

"Ok!"

Hearing what Moxisuo said, more than a dozen cosmic-level people who had just become familiar with each other nodded. Moxisuo was a ninth-level cosmic-level person, and he was also an old man who had lived in the battlefield outside the domain for more than ten years. No one would be dissatisfied if they followed him.

Wang Cheng didn't say much. It was his first time coming to this battlefield outside the domain. He had to wait and see what the situation was. It would be nice to follow Mosiso for the time being!
(End of this chapter)