This creature, which was only recorded in ancient books, actually appeared in the Matrix Galaxy and was hidden in that strange fleet.
He seemed to be intimidating the whole audience just now, but in fact he was on guard against the two auras attacking every second - if the two golden behemoths attacked at the same time.
Not to mention escaping with the pagoda unscathed, he probably wouldn't even have the chance to self-destruct.
"We must report this to our ancestors immediately."
The old man did not dare to delay and took out a communication jade talisman engraved with runes. He injected spiritual power into his fingertips, and the jade talisman instantly turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the vortex of the nebula.
"An unknown force has appeared in the Matrix Galaxy. They have a galaxy-level golden behemoth under their command. Their strength is unfathomable..."
He left a brief but urgent message to the jade talisman, with an unconcealable solemnity in his tone.
"Grandfather, this matter may not be something that the Xuanhuang Realm alone can handle. Please make a decision quickly!"
After the message ended, the old man still didn't dare to stay. He turned into a stream of light again and rushed towards the star field of Xuanhuang Realm.
He knew that the owners of the two golden behemoths were not taking any action, but were probably watching the chaos with cold eyes, waiting for the most appropriate time to strike.
Not long after, the white-haired old man who was escaping in the light received the jade talisman that was sent back. The moment his fingertips touched it, the jade talisman became burning hot.
He was suspended in the nebula, and his spiritual power was injected into the jade talisman. Lines of words appeared in the void, which made his pupils shrink suddenly, and the hand holding the jade talisman trembled slightly.
"The Plane of the Gods... Martin... the new master..." He muttered to himself, his brows knitted into knots, "The Dragon Knight Legion... the three-headed galaxy-level golden behemoth..."
These words hit him like a hammer. Fifty years ago, when he was in seclusion, the Gods' Plane was still a landscape of numerous races and strict barriers.
Although the Golden Behemoth is powerful, it was once the overlord of the Savage Star Domain. When has it ever produced a galaxy-level existence?
Not to mention the new owner named "Martin", who was able to integrate the Dragon Knight and the Golden Behemoth. Such skills were unheard of.
"The Gods' Plane... actually fell in just a few months?"
The old man's voice was incredibly hoarse.
How could that plane, which had existed for tens of thousands of years and witnessed the rise and fall of countless civilizations, change hands in just a few months?
He recalled the scenes when he traveled through the planes of the gods when he was young. Those suspended temples and shuttling gods' messengers clearly represented an unbreakable order.
The writing on the jade talisman gradually faded, leaving only the last sentence: "This boy is extremely ambitious and has led a fleet into the Matrix Galaxy. I'm afraid he intends to annex it. We are aware of this and are contacting the Ancient Plane. You should return to the Matrix Galaxy to maintain order."
The old man took a deep breath and felt a chill run down his spine. Three Galaxy-level Golden Behemoths… this level of combat power was enough to sweep across half of the Xuanhuang Realm.
He was so high-profile on the battlefield just now. If the opponent had not held back, he would have been killed by the Golden Behemoth's fist.
"Fifty years... but only fifty years..."
He smiled bitterly. When he was in seclusion, he thought that the biggest threat to the Xuanhuang Realm was the ancient plane, but he didn't expect that the human world had already been replaced in the depths of the void.
The warmth of the jade talisman in the sleeve of the white-haired old man had not yet dissipated. The solemnity in the message from the old ancestor made his heart heavier than the pressure of the star system.
"Since this is what our ancestors meant..." He muttered to himself, and suddenly changed direction. The light that was originally heading towards the Xuanhuang Realm suddenly turned around and rushed towards the depths of the Matrix Galaxy again.
The two elders from the Xuanhuang Realm who had been hiding in the dark before also made the same move as him. They also left after seeing the Golden Behemoth. Compared with the lives of their disciples, their lives were more valuable.
After receiving the news, he also stopped and then disappeared in the direction he came from.
The light spots on the star map were constantly marked as "occupied". Martin's fleet was like a precision instrument, methodically gathering the small planes on the periphery of the matrix galaxy.
The cultivators from the Xuanhuang Realm watched from afar, and when they saw that the fleet had no intention of provoking them, they turned into streams of light and dispersed - both sides tacitly kept their distance, and for the time being no one was willing to disrupt this delicate balance.
"Your Majesty, the 37th plane has been taken over, and the Knights have moved in to guard it." A report came from the communicator.
Martin nodded, his eyes scanning the Legion data on the bridge screen.
Although these indigenous legions integrated from the plane of the gods have decent combat capabilities, their loyalty is indeed uneven.
Apart from the legion commanders and the knight commanders who had signed soul-level loyalty contracts, most of the lower-level soldiers had a "follow the crowd" mentality, were perfunctory during training, and only tried to avoid mistakes when performing their tasks. They had no determination to fight for him at all.
"Move the 199th, 138th, and other thirteen legions to the rear to guard the occupied planes."
Martin ordered, "Let the newly formed twenty-one legions follow and advance with the main force."
Eric was a little puzzled. "Your Majesty, of the twenty-one newly formed legions, eight of them have less than 30% veteran soldiers. In addition, thirteen legions were formed only a short time ago..."
"That's why I have to keep it with me."
Martin ran his finger over the legion logos on the screen.
"Loyalty doesn't come out of thin air; it's forged on the battlefield. Let them witness the chaos of the Matrix Galaxy and the fate of betrayers, and then decide whether they want to truly follow me."
The fleet continued to move deeper, and the light of the jump engine drew tracks in the sea of stars.
When passing through a newly pacified plane, Martin specifically assigned the newly formed legion to clear out the remaining rebels.
The soldiers hesitated at first, until they saw the rebels being blown to pieces by energy cannons.
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