A few more days passed.

The imperial transport ship set out from Tianyang Star was calm all the way and entered the Dark River galaxy.

The Dark River Galaxy is located in the border star field of the Red Dragon Empire and borders part of the Scorpion Armor civilization.

Special restaurant for transport ships.

Luo Liang's slow meal, four dishes and one soup, and a pot of snake fairy wine from the Baihua Realm.

"This is the Dark River galaxy."

Outside the porthole, a dark and cold starry sky reflected in the vision.

This galaxy has fewer stars and thin distribution. On the contrary, there are more terrifying celestial bodies such as white dwarfs, neutron stars, and black holes than other regions.

On the dining table of the six people, Luo Liang was the only one, which seemed abrupt.

Most of the other dining tables were seated for more than two or three people.

"Luo Tian? It's him..."

"This person rarely appears on the boat."

In the restaurant, the mercenary masters of level 5 and 6 looked at them with their exploratory eyes, but they did not dare to look at them.

"Boss!"

On the dining table not far away, four backbones of the Thorn Wolf Mercenary Group were having a meal together and feasted in large pieces.

"Iron Beast" Ted looked resentful, showed fear, staring at the cold young man in black robe who was dining alone.

The leader Celtic naturally saw Luo Liang.

After Ted was taught a lesson by the banned art that day, the interstellar mercenaries on the ship showed their magical powers and searched for information about "mercenary Luo Tian", but there was no substantial progress.

They only know that the young man in black robe is named Luo Tian, ​​and his profession may be a magic system, not a local interstellar mercenary.

At this moment, Luo Liang enjoyed a dining table alone, and the mercenaries around him dared not approach him, and no one asked him to talk to him, which made him feel isolated.

Until the meal is about to end.

A man with a tall cloak walked towards Luo Liang.

"Old Luo Tian, ​​I will arrive at the front line in half a day."

The man in the cloak had a magnetic voice, but a scar on his face destroyed his tough and masculine image.

"Later, the senior mercenaries on the ship will have a small gathering to discuss countermeasures and cooperation matters on the front line. If you are interested, you can come and listen."

The Celtic Commander had a kind and tried-and-see invitation.

Celtic just gave it a try and didn't have hope.

After all, Luo Tian is arrogant and not very sociable.

"Go? OK."

Luo Liang swallowed the last piece of char siu pork into his stomach and agreed without thinking.

Celtic was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face:

"I'm honored that Lord Luo Tian attended the party ten minutes later and the place is..."

"Yeah, please remind me."

Looking at the young man in black robe leaving, Celtic's face twitched slightly.

He swore that he was just a polite invitation just now, and wanted to touch the other party's background through interaction.

It’s really not that I’m interested in inviting Luo Tian.

Didn’t it mean that Luo Tian is cold, arrogant and inhumane?

...

Ten minutes later.

In the small conference room, a group of senior mercenaries and legendary mercenaries took their seats one after another.

"Haha, the Celtic Commander is here."

The mercenaries present stood up and welcomed them politely.

After all, on this transport ship, the Celtic regiment commander has the highest cultivation level, and the mercenary group he is located in is also the strongest force.

"Luo...Luo Tian?"

Until behind the Thorn Wolf Mercenary Group, a cold young man in black robe walked in as if no one was around.

The warm atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became silent.

These high-level mercenaries stared at each other with a dazzling look.

Luo Tian, ​​the most arrogant mercenary on the ship, is mysterious and weird and powerful. He looks down on other mercenaries and disdains to be with them.

Similar rumors about the trail made the mercenaries on the ship stay away from Luo Tian and even instinctively reject him.

There were two small gatherings during this period, and everyone had no contact with Luo Tian.

Of course, Luo Liang was practicing in seclusion at that time and could not be contacted.

"Well! Brother Luo is a powerful interstellar mercenary. With his participation and cooperation, I believe it will be helpful to our battles on the front line."

Celtic fought a smoothing game.

"Welcome Brother Luo."

In the conference room, there were sparse sounds.

"Continue the last topic. On the front line battlefield, we must ensure mutual support and improve survival rates. It is very necessary to communicate information..."

The Celtic Commander took the lead in developing the topic.

There were not many people speaking for the following discussion, and it was even a bit unstoppable.

"Everyone, you don't need to mind, Luo is just a new mercenary, come and listen to the experience."

Luo Liang could see that his powerful and weird "outsider" made the senior mercenaries present have some concerns, lack trust, and some topics cannot be spoken freely.

Participating in this meeting was just his temporary intention.

Understanding the combat logic of mercenaries may be useful, or it may be just passing the time.

New mercenary?

Hearing Luo Liang's claim, the senior mercenaries present looked at each other without questioning this.

They also speculated that Luo Tian might be a new interstellar mercenary. Otherwise, mercenaries of such strength would not have no information before.

"Old Luo Tian, ​​we mercenaries know the roots and can support each other on the battlefield. I don't know what profession you are, otherwise we won't know how we cooperate."

A dwarf wizard asked bluntly.

In the conference room, a brief silence fell into a state of silence.

“My profession is…”

Luo Liang had no expression on his face, and after half a second of thinking, he said confidently:

"A warlock!"

After saying that, he spread out one palm, accompanied by the invisible blood spell fluctuations, a crystal ice-flaming bird hovered around the palm, and then quickly dissipated and disappeared.

"The Great Warlock at the Peak of Level 6."

The senior mercenary in the conference room looked stern and felt the chill that was frozen to the bone.

Some people with weak cultivation even have a layer of frost on their body surfaces.

"What a strong bloodline spell!"

The dwarf wizard was secretly frightened and confirmed Luo Liang's profession identity and had the ancient and powerful warlock bloodline.

Warlocks are different from ordinary mages. Their magical abilities come from the development of bloodlines.

After Luo Liang took the initiative to show his professional ability, the legendary mercenary present breathed a sigh of relief while being surprised.

In the conference room, everyone's repulsion towards Luo Liang was invisibly reduced a lot.

After learning about Luo Liang's approximate level, they did not have that kind of unknown fear.

At least, the legendary mercenaries present can balance him. The Celtic Commander's cultivation is better than Luo Liang.

After breaking the cold situation.

The atmosphere of the following discussion became much more lively.

Luo Liang asked questions occasionally, and some people answered enthusiastically.

"All the interstellar mercenaries who participated in the war have bound the Imperial Military's intelligent brain monitoring device, so they count their military achievements and report their news. Of course, when necessary, we must obey the strategic command of the intelligent brain, and in specific battles, they rely on freedom to play..."

Luo Liang learned that the combat methods of interstellar mercenaries are mainly individual combat and small-scale operations.

"At present, there is no full war on the frontline battlefield, mainly small-scale friction. Our mission is to cover the scouts of the Imperial military, spy on intelligence, and kill civilian superpowers and scouts who infiltrated the enemy. Of course, if we can annihilate the patrol ships of the Scorpion Armor tribe, we will achieve even greater achievements."
To be continued...