Desolate starry sea.
The former prosperity has long since collapsed, and now only traces of war and the enslaved Bowen remain.
The forces that enslaved the Born came from all over the starry sky, mainly the Protoss.
On the main star of Red Bourne, Xing Mo sat in the palace, frowning at the current situation.
"Is it necessary to keep this place? It's actually not that valuable."
There are not many resources in the desolate star sea, and it cannot be used as a springboard for war. It is worthless to continue maintaining it.
He had been extremely busy with the countless rebellions of the Bowen people over the years.
Just as I was thinking about this, one of my men rushed in and reported: "Communications with Galaxy 16 have been lost. It is suspected that it has been occupied by the rebels."
Xing Mo was shocked: "How long? Any other information?"
"The time was so short that even the intelligence couldn't be transmitted."
Xing Mo was alert: "They are not the rebels. They don't have such a strong force. Can they contact other gods?"
"Except for the Shenxu Clan, there are no communication channels. My lord, it seems that a powerful force is secretly devouring the desolate star sea. We must be on guard."
Xing Mo had lost interest in this place a long time ago. Thinking of this, he quickly gave the order: "All the Yu people, gather together. We are preparing to leave. Fuck the desolate star sea. Whoever wants it can take it."
Xing Mo will be extremely grateful for today's decision in the future.
Because on the golden main star of Born, which is several star fields away, the huge dark energy swept everything and was unstoppable.
In the center of dark energy, the ferocious Els gave orders, looking high and mighty like an emperor.
"Either accept darkness or die."
"You're only at the sixth level of Star Devouring, and you still dare to resist?"
Golden Born had been ruled by the Divine Hunters for countless years, but it only took half a day for the change of ownership.
The Sting family is back, not only to take back everything they lost, but also to plunder more.
Wherever they went, the Born people became insidious and became the Sting people's thugs, obeying their orders without hesitation.
This is what it means for a race without a voice. No matter who they follow, they can only be the lowest existence and cannot control their own destiny.
"Where did the ancestor go?" Els asked.
The Sting people are backed by the dark universe, but the one who can really provide power support is their ancestor Pusen, the Emperor of Origin.
The men around him replied, "The ancestor went to the Imperial War Wasteland, trying to find the treasures that were lost. He asked us to conquer the wasteland as soon as possible so that no God Emperor would come to harass us."
"Then I'm relieved. All the gods deserve to die. Kill them!"
Wherever the dark energy passes, corpses are everywhere.
The Divine Hunters could not withstand this intensity and had to either surrender or be shattered.
When the killing spree started, Els didn't care whether the opponent surrendered or not, and killed him in seconds.
They killed their way to Red Born, but found that the place was full of Born people waiting for rescue, and the Shenyu people had already run away.
"Hmph, they run fast."
Els waved his hand, and dark energy rushed towards the main star.
No matter how dumb the Bowen people were, they knew that this was dark energy, and they fled in fear.
But their strength was too low, and they couldn't escape at all, so they could only be subdued by everyone in fear.
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Faro's little universe.
On the main planet of the Ilai people, the conference hall suspended in the atmosphere was bustling with activity.
"The situation is volatile and we have to find support to survive."
"The Godly Violent Tribe is unreliable. We've had to be extremely cautious when cooperating with them. If we seek asylum, won't we be at their mercy?"
"Honestly, besides the Shenbao Clan, who else can we trust? The original plan to jointly attack the Ji family was unreliable. It turned out to be fruitless and the losses were huge. I'm afraid someone will have to pay the price for this!"
The atmosphere at the scene was strange and tense, with all parties on the verge of a fight if there was any disagreement.
Bang bang bang!
"Quiet!"
There is a main seat in the center of the conference hall, with a white-haired old man floating on it.
His name is Kester, the chief of the Eli people.
After several rounds of slamming the table and shouting, the quarrel gradually subsided, but the more than one hundred elders present were still dissatisfied with each other.
"The problem now is to find a way out for Farrow, not to blame each other. Supporting the God-Tyrant Tribe was our joint decision, and we all bear the responsibility. The question now is whether the God-Tyrant Tribe can continue to be trusted. We must have the protection of a Genesis-level Great Emperor."
Talking about business, an elder said, "We have survived to this day without the protection of the Great Emperor because of our mastery of the spatial channels. No one can determine the coordinates of Farrow, so even someone as powerful as the Great Emperor cannot enter. In this case, does the Dark Universe pose a threat to us?"
Another elder rebuked him with a dark face, "Of course there is a threat. The Dark Universe is different from the Seven Star Seas. It is everywhere and could attack Farrow at any time. We have to be on guard."
"If the God-Tyrants want us to give them control of the channel, what will we do in the future? Given their greed, they'll undoubtedly covet our technology."
The quarrel broke out again, without stopping.
Kester covered his mouth and coughed twice, and there were two clumps of blood in his palms.
His life span has long come to an end, and he is now holding on by willpower.
"Where's Bosu?"
Bosu is a high-ranking elder who rarely misses important meetings.
The attendant beside him replied, "Elder Boxu went out yesterday and has not returned yet."
Thinking of Bosu's methods, Kester actually wished he was there, perhaps he could defuse the situation.
Just when everyone was arguing most fiercely, a cold wind blew in from outside, accompanied by a tall figure.
"You're always arguing over trivial matters, what's the point of keeping you around?"
Everyone turned around and saw that it was Elder Bosu, and they immediately started cursing.
They are all elders, and the ranking does not represent the status, it is just the chronological order.
After arriving at the conference center, Bosu smiled slightly, "I actually have an idea."
"What solution?" asked the person next to him.
Bosu replied: "Since we are looking for a protector, let's find the strongest one."
"Who is the strongest? Ever since the death of Emperor Wuxiang, the main universe seems to have no one in charge."
Bosu looked around, taking in the expressions of the elders, and then he slowly said, "You are afraid of the Dark Universe, so naturally they are the strongest."
When these words were spoken, the whole audience was shocked.
"You want to join the Dark Universe?"
"Why not?"
Boom boom boom!
Powerful energy exploded.
Even though the elders were arguing with each other until they were red in the face, they were actually all masters of swallowing stars.
At this time, all the pressure was released towards Bosu, who immediately bent his body and was unable to resist.
However, this situation only lasted for two seconds.
Suddenly there was a loud bang and everyone looked towards the center.
There was only a pool of blood mist left on the throne, and Kester had long disappeared.
After moving your sight up ten meters, you can see a creature in the shape of a long snake curled up, a classic dark beast appearance.
Bosu released the pressure and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Master Suoya. Please take charge of this matter."
boom!
The terrifying energy spread everywhere, and all the elders were suppressed to the ground, unable to move.
"Origin level."
After a while, a pleasant female voice came from above.
"From now on, Bosu is the chief. Anyone who disobeys will be reduced to ashes."
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