Chapter 29 Chapter 29 There is something strange about Baba’s aura…
Kaman is moving fast.
His entire body was hidden in the shadows, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.
His target was the starship parking area in this manor.
The crown that was already slowly breaking due to excitement and rage was now forcibly suppressed by him. This feeling was extremely uncomfortable, his head seemed to be bursting, and his vision was a little blurry.
But Kaman's excellent fighting skills allowed him to accurately avoid all obstacles and continue moving forward.
He's leaving here now-
Whether the crown shattered and exploded somewhere, or he committed suicide in some deserted corner.
But he absolutely couldn't do it here - he didn't want to self-destruct here, nor did he want the people of the Saint Cass Empire to see him in such an embarrassed and miserable state.
Kaman was holding back this energy. After leaving the Saint Cass Empire, he had become accustomed to being self-reliant. His crown could have lasted longer, but he was too good at torturing himself, resulting in a situation that was actually much more serious than the people of the Saint Cass Empire had expected.
His steps suddenly stopped.
He heard unusual footsteps.
Not far ahead, next to the flowers near the starship parking spot.
The other party obviously had not learned how to cover up the sound of his footsteps. His steps were brisk and his weight was very light.
Kaman felt a little dizzy at the moment, and he was thinking about the problem in a daze.
Well, he shouldn’t be very tall.
The only strange thing is that after the other party takes a few steps, there will be a long interval, and then he walks again, and the next footsteps fall in another place.
It was still the sound of brisk, unobstructed footsteps, not jumping.
Instead, it looked like some species of cubs were using their wings and legs to play around.
--wing.
As a mythical race with wings, Kaman is still sensitive to this.
There aren’t many races that can possess wings—but the first ones to be ruled out are the Crown Race.
All the fantasies about cubs are just the result of the madness of those guys in the Crown Clan who have been longing for cubs for hundreds of years.
there is none left!
There are no more cubs!
It’s just that people like Melun are still unwilling to face the reality, still clinging to hopelessness, and not looking for new solutions.
Kaman hesitated only for a moment.
He walked forward again, just as resolutely as when he left the Saint Cass Empire.
Although he is a member of the crown clan, he is different from other members of the crown clan.
He wanted to live, and would do anything to achieve that goal, but if he had to die, he couldn't be like the other members of the Crown Clan - making people feel humiliated.
Even if no one supports him, he will do it himself.
Then Kaman saw a small figure on the way to the starship parking spot - it was the little guy he had just heard of.
The five-year-old cub was circling around the flowers, holding a few pretty little flowers in his hands. Occasionally, when he saw one he liked among the flowers, he would flutter his snow-white wings behind him and fly to the center of the flowers, sticking his little head out to look.
Kaman paused, Kaman's whole body froze.
He recognized that face; he had seen it before beside Meilun.
Even at this moment, Kaman still had nutrient solution in his pocket that he bought for this little guy.
But at this moment, Kaman was looking at the little snow-white wings and the little golden halo above its head.
The gorgeous crown had never been broken. It was a golden color that the Crown Family had never had before. The pattern and lines were very familiar, as if he had always seen it, but Carman couldn't remember it.
But how come the cub that Meilun brought with him appeared here...?
And how is this possible—is this actually a cub of the Crown Clan?
Kaman felt his scalp tingling for a moment.
The way the Crown Clan cubs were born had disappeared, and he couldn't be sure whose cub it was, but as far as he knew, it would be impossible for the Crown Clan to leave the cub here alone.
Of course, this is not necessarily the case.
Kaman thought about the indifferent attitude of this generation of the crown clan towards the cubs. Countless facilities and conveniences for the cubs were cancelled by this generation.
If it was a cub of this generation of Crown Clan, they might not be able to raise the child well.
Xiao Chuzao noticed the sound next to him and looked over subconsciously.
The clear amber eyes blinked.
"Beep! Beep!"
The little guy turned and ran without hesitation.
Running and shouting.
Xiao Chuzao also remembers Kaman.
Although he didn't see Kaman's crown, he saw Kaman's wings.
He was a very unfriendly adult and was not nice to Grandpa Meilun.
Baba has said that these matters - Zao Zao can be left to Baba to handle!
The cub flapped its tiny wings and flew to the side.
He was holding a colorful flower in his hand, like a small butterfly.
Not long ago, Anya successfully left the team and dealt with the thieves on the other side of the manor alone.
After careful judgment, Amos and Frey chose a path where Kaman might appear.
They were not in a hurry, so they just waited here. By the way, when they saw the beautiful flowers nearby, they simply let the little ones play here.
The official operation has not yet begun and the 'door' has not been completely sealed.
The Saint Cass Empire has made up its mind this time.
Now that we have caught them, we must wipe these guys out completely!
Kaman couldn't help but stare at the route the little guy flew away. He found it a little funny.
He took two steps forward, trying to figure out who the Baba voice from the little guy was.
The Golden Crown, at this age, is different from the normal Crown Clan. It should not be born in the habitat in the previous way. Have they found a new way to give birth to cubs?
The next moment, sharp and powerful wind and waves suddenly hit.
Kaman dodged sideways and staggered several meters to the side. He looked at the marks on his side that seemed to be caused by a knife or an axe. At the moment he dodged, a familiar figure slowly stood up in the smoke.
Frey, wearing the black military uniform of Saint Cass, still had a cold face. The shoulder straps symbolizing the crown family were slightly reflecting. His hair fell softly, swaying slightly in the wind. His pair of scarlet eyes slowly raised and looked at Kaman.
"Uncle Kaman, long time no see."
"Yes... His Highness Frey."
Kaman squinted his eyes to identify him. He was standing aside in a somewhat casual manner. He was wearing casual sportswear and did not look well groomed. He had a little stubble on his chin and his hair was a grey and unhealthy colour. He had one hand in his pocket and looked quite relaxed at the moment.
"I heard that His Majesty Amos is here too, right? And what about the cub just now? Have you figured out a new way to give birth to cubs? Those old men in the royal court should be very happy. I think Meren turned into that bear-like figure just now to protect that cub, right? Is it your cub..."
"No, Zao Zao is not my cub."
Frey only blocked Kaman's route of action. This high prince was as cold and stable as ever, like an iceberg that would never melt, except that there was a hint of... sympathy in his eyes?
The words had just fallen out, and Kaman hadn't understood Frey's look yet.
He suddenly felt a chill on his back and hurriedly turned sideways, pulling his hands out of his pockets to block, causing the bottle of nutrient solution in his pocket to fall down.
Kaman had a terrified expression as a sharp blade of mental power brushed past his shoulder. The sharp mental power passed by, and a few strands of hair fell from his shoulder - his shoulder was almost stabbed through.
Even if the Crown Clan has strong recovery ability, they can't cause such trouble!
And the person who appeared behind him was undoubtedly the ruler of the entire Saint Cass Empire - Amos Dwight.
Amos held the cub that Kaman had just seen in one hand and held the spiritual sword in the other. The broken and gorgeous crown on his head appeared extremely oppressive. The patterns on the crown were gorgeous and complex, with some patterns unique to the Dwight family - no wonder Kaman felt that the little golden crown was familiar, it was almost exactly the same as Amos' crown!
Fuck! !
He can still deal with Frey.
Amos?
Let him beat Amos? Really? ? ?
Or is Amos still protecting his cub? He is not like the many ignorant crown clans of this generation.
In an instant, Kaman understood why Saint Castistar had to fight the Falcon Thieves this time.
The Crown Clan’s protection of their cubs - you can’t even imagine how crazy it can be. Apparently, Amos is in this state at the moment.
He has walked into trouble.
"Kaman."
Amos thought about it.
"Should we tie you up and take you back, or should we have a fight here?"
Even this dictatorial tyrant was somewhat democratic when facing his own betrayers.
I asked for the opinion of Kaman, an elder whom I hadn't seen for a long time.
Kaman: ... "May I ask what the difference is?"
Kaman also took the time to look at the cub.
Little Chuzao was held in Amos's arms. He looked out curiously and saw the nutrient solution bottle on the ground - it was the thing that Zaozao had never tasted before.
Amos explained over the cub's head.
"We'll take you back with us. There's no need to fight. We can fight here and then we'll take you back with us."
Isn't this just asking him to get beaten?
"Are you sure you want to say this to the little thing's face?"
Amos bowed his head.
Little Chuzao looked up.
Amos thought for a moment, then put little Chuzao on the ground. He reached out and covered the little cub's ears.
"I can beat you up, Uncle Carman, and then tie you back up."
Carman: ...Isn't it a bit late for you to cover your ears?
Xiao Chuzao with his ears covered:?
"Beep, beep—"
He said softly.
The little cub is very honest.
"Zao Zao just heard everything."
"Pretend you didn't hear it. It's not time for you to learn this knowledge yet."
Amos thought about it for a moment and spoke to the cub.
The five-year-old kid was so small that he couldn’t even reach his father’s thighs. He nodded doubtfully.
Okay, what Baba said is correct.
Who teaches children this way?! And what kind of knowledge is this? Is it the knowledge of beating up elders? ? ?
Kaman watched everything and thought it was ridiculous, but he finally reached out his hand and let Frey tie special shackles on his wrists.
Kaman looked at Amos who was holding little Chuzao.
Was it that my previous understanding of Amos was not enough?
Carman felt that Amos still had a bit of dry sense of humor.
Humor, but not much.
Ten minutes after Kaman was captured, the alarm sounded throughout the manor.
The Saint Cass army on the periphery quickly entered.
With sufficient preparations in advance, the army of Saint Casti quickly took over all passages.
The thieves, who were still immersed in their empty fantasies, were caught before they could even finish their sweet dreams.
Amos took little Chuzao with him, while Frey was still controlling the reluctant Kaman.
For the little guy's physical and mental health, Amos did not go to those bloody places.
He just wandered around the entire manor, taking control of the overall situation and determining the whereabouts of the cunning and treacherous falcon leader.
Sure enough, the other party was able to escape so many times, and his sense of smell is still sharp.
The falcon still smelled danger from the branches, and the information reported from everywhere indicated that no trace of the falcon could be found.
Not long after Kaman left the banquet hall, Falcon also left.
"There are many civilian starships on the wandering planet. We just need to block the passages and investigate."
Kaman was too lazy to try to escape. He originally wanted to put up a fierce resistance, and finally leave here with his tribesmen watching him, and probably never see them again.
I just didn’t expect to meet Amos.
Kaman was too lazy to even struggle.
As he finished speaking, he saw Amos's crown glowing slightly.
The powerful mental force spread out in an instant.
This is a planet, and it's not Amos's territory.
No matter how strong Amos's mental power is, it is impossible for him to search the entire planet, not to mention using his mental power in this way. It is also a challenge to Amos's crown, which seems relatively stable at the moment.
Not only is he brutal and dictatorial—he is simply insane!
Kaman watched Amos hand the little cub in his hand to Frey, and he always kept some of his mental power there.
The huge wings behind Amos spread out and disappeared in an instant.
In the distance, among the civilian starships fleeing in the sky, one of the starships suddenly exploded, as if it was forcibly torn apart from the outside.
Frey's back was slightly tense. He held little Chuzao's hand and controlled Kaman with the other hand.
But Kaman just looked at the horizon and murmured, "Mad man."
He thought he was crazy enough, but there was someone crazier than him.
"What's wrong with him? Why do I feel like he's not in a good mood?"
Little Chuzao also tilted his little head up and looked eagerly.
Frey didn't say anything, but he knew clearly in his heart that Amos was still in a state of stress, his anger had not yet been extinguished, he just looked at calmly.
Actually... quiet anger.
Falcon left the manor immediately after realizing something was wrong.
Because of his sense of danger, he escaped hardships many times and rebuilt his power several times.
But today is different.
He was almost reaching the atmosphere, and was going to blend in with this group of civilian starships and leave unexpectedly.
But at the last moment, a big hole was suddenly torn open in the starship.
He looked back in horror.
Someone stepped onto the starship.
The spiritual sword in his hand was swung casually, and the gusts of sword wind made people tremble with fear.
Amos looked over calmly. He didn't even bother to say anything. He just raised his hand and swung his sword.
The falcon didn't even have time to dodge.
A large amount of blood gushed out of Falcon's mouth. After the panic, madness appeared in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and grasped Amos's spiritual sword tightly.
"How arrogant... The Crown Clan..."
He spoke in a dishevelled manner, with blood gushing out.
Mental power is a person's most powerful force, and mental power is also the most powerful weapon. Those high-tech weapons are vulnerable to truly powerful mental power weapons. It is very risky for humans to directly use mental power to attack others - this is why there are these powerful and invincible mythical races.
In this interstellar world, the Crown Clan is one of the few mythological races that can directly use mental power to transform weapons, so they are also the race standing at the top of the interstellar food chain.
They are arrogant about their own strength and their spiritual weapons.
'God' said - it is a sin.
This sin is called pride.
At the same time, the Falcon's vitality is in danger. An alarm sounded from an instrument on a starship of the Anthem Organization that was wandering in the interstellar space and escaped from the pursuit of the Saint Cass Empire army.
"What's going on?"
"A chess piece is about to die before it has a chance to play its role."
"What?"
"Falcon, a senior cultist, used his own mental power and heart to extract and cultivate a substance that can accelerate mental turmoil. This substance can only be extracted a little bit in nearly ten years. It was originally prepared for the ultimate weapon of the Crown Clan, but it was triggered early."
The man stared at the numbers.
"But there is good news - he met the Crown Clan, and the triggering target was the Emperor of Saint Cass, Amos Dwight. If Amos's mental strength is already abnormal at the moment, he is likely to usher in a more powerful riot in the next few months! Accelerate the speed of destruction."
"Great - let this storm once again sing praises to 'God'!"
Amos also noticed something was wrong.
Something was wrong with Falcon. The inserted spiritual sword should have been pulled out easily, but it wasn't, as if it was stuck.
At the end of his life, the falcon murmured: "The mythical race is destroyed... the true god has arrived - offer sacrifices to the true god... praise..."
The substance remaining in the falcon's body suddenly stuck to Amos's spiritual sword.
Amos' eyes seemed to shake, and for a moment he felt his mental power was out of control - a feeling that only occurred once every few years.
The last time had just passed, and Amos had picked up some algae during that loss of control.
Amos suddenly came back to his senses, and used his mental power to completely shatter the body of the person in front of him. Trying to get rid of that power, he drew out his mental sword in an instant.
The tip of his spiritual sword touched the ground, slightly supporting Amos' weight.
After the starship lost its driver, its system was destroyed, so it stayed in the air for a while and then began to fall.
Amos retracted his spiritual sword, calmed his mind, and looked coldly at the falcon lying on the ground without a breath.
Thinking about his last words.
Amos sneered, with undisguised disgust and negativity: "Idiot."
Amos spread his wings again and jumped off the starship.
Everything is settled.
It’s actually very fast.
After the Ninth Army issued the joint notice, no one actually reacted yet.
Not only the residents of the Saint Cass Empire, but also the refugees from other allied empires and those outside.
Saint Cass strikes again?
Haven’t the crown clan of Saint Cass already reached Molu?
The residents of Sancas also became excited.
——Your Majesty and Your Highnesses seem to be full of energy.
The discussion on Starnet became heated.
But it did not affect Xiao Chuzao.
The cub waited only a moment before Amos returned.
Amos seemed to have let out some anger, and regained his composure. At least in front of Xiao Chuzao and his tribesmen, he had always been reliable.
The little cub understood that stopping Amos's darkening and collapse was mainly related to the collapse of the crown of mental power, and the little guy paid special attention to these.
Zaozao wants to be a happy little angel!
Amos calmly held the cub in his arms and glanced at Frey and Kaman.
The tone was steady, and there was no question in the voice: "Return."
The little cub in Amos' arms just blinked his eyes, lowered his little head and sniffed Amos back and forth.
He is like a soft baby animal.
At this moment, I am looking for the familiar scent of my parents.
Because of the concentration of smell.
The little wings behind the little guy spread out slightly, and the little halo was shining brightly and flickering, as if he was thinking.
"What's wrong?"
Amos was sniffed all the way until he returned to the flagship, where the Ninth Army Fleet was preparing to return.
The little cub was still sniffing him back and forth.
Amos looked down and asked the little guy puzzledly.
The soft little guy blinked his eyes.
“It’s hard to say—”
He speaks in a baby voice.
"Ba ba, Zao Zao feels that the smell on you is not right, but Zao Zao can't tell why."
It seems a little bitter.
But when I smelled it carefully, there was nothing.
The little cub had never felt this way before, and he was a little confused.
"Amos, we are already on our way back to the Imperial Star. You should relax a little and not let Zao Zao stay in your sight. This is the flagship of the Ninth Army. Uncle Melun and I are still here, so there won't be any problems."
Frey glanced at the blood stains on Amos' body.
"I know, I'll go fix it."
Amos also felt his mental power being pulled, and he had to use more strength than usual to control it.
Without hesitation, he placed little Chuzao on the plush carpet and stroked the little cub's soft hair.
"Daddy will come to feed you milk later. Can you play here with uncle and Grandpa Meilun?"
"good."
The cub nodded.
Amos turned and left, and was bumped into by Melen who was following him.
In addition to the little cub, there were also Frey and the bound Kaman in the house.
Carman calmed down a little at this moment, but there was no doubt that he had reached the end of his life.
"Kaman!"
Meiren clenched his fists.
After being brought up, Kaman simply sat down against the wall, with his head down, not saying a word. He only looked up when he heard Melen's voice.
He forced a smile with a hint of sarcasm.
"Mei Lun, I didn't expect that you would be so surprised. In the end, you actually have a cub of the Crown Clan."
I'm talking about algae.
Little Chuzao blinked his big eyes, looked at Kaman, and then complained to Grandpa Meilun in a low voice: "Grandpa Meilun, it was this person who touched me when I was unconscious last time--"
The little guy has a baby voice.
Meilun approached, "Grandpa knows! This is a jerk!"
"You're the bastard."
"Do you know how sad I was when you left home? You didn't even come back! When my crown was completely shattered, there was no news from you!"
"…We don't understand each other, so it's inevitable that we'll end up like this."
"How dare you say you have no—"
"Mei Lun! Don't be so arrogant! Just because you catch me now doesn't mean you are right and I am wrong!"
Kaman, who had been very idle just now, seemed to be poked in a sore spot and finally fought back angrily.
It can be seen that both of them are well-educated, and they attack each other with words.
The little cub who had just made a complaint was confused: Huh?
When someone is talking here, he looks this way. When someone is talking there, he looks that way. His little halo also spins around, and he looks completely confused.
Quarrel, quarrel?
Is it related to algae?
What should Zao Zao do... ?
Until Meilun seemed to be unable to win the argument with Kaman, he was suddenly stunned, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up, and he said: "Zao Zao, use your small bow and arrow to shoot this guy!"
“Ahhh——”
The little cub followed Melen's instructions and summoned his own bow and arrow, aimed at Kaman, and shot the arrow.
The cub finally realized: Hey? Is this not good?
Kaman watched the weak mental arrow fly towards him. It touched him like a mosquito bite, and it was just a little itchy.
"Ha, you don't think you can say anything about me like this, do you? Let me tell you, Melun, your ability to express yourself is still as poor as ever..."
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