Chapter 119
Aiden Esseran suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight.
The whispers around him also disappeared in an instant, and the center of the mine became eerily quiet.
Large pieces of Lingshi were piled up randomly in the corner, emitting a dazzling light.
The enthusiasm that had just been aroused by the minerals and S-level mental power disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.
An Zhi's mental power covered the entire battlefield, and everyone within the range felt it.
However, An Zhi's mental power, which had been restless and destroying everything, suddenly calmed down at a certain moment.
What shocked them even more was that His Majesty's mental power entered a state of resonance with that child's.
In this state, parents can open up their spiritual realm to their children and provide spiritual comfort.
They naturally knew what was going on. Almost everyone present had received spiritual comfort from their parents during their children's spiritual development period or during their own spiritual development period.
Everyone understood what this meant, that child, this child, was the offspring of Aiden Etherland himself.
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An Zhi's mental power gradually calmed down, and almost in an instant, the pain was reduced to a level that was bearable. The wounds on her body also stopped spreading and slowly returned to the realm of mental power.
An Zhi finally got out of the state of being conscious but unable to control himself. His headache stopped, but his body still trembled from time to time in the aftermath of pain.
The spiritual comfort is still going on, and once the process begins, it must be completed.
An Zhi lay on the floor, breathing softly.
Some broken images appeared uncontrollably in front of her eyes.
Sometimes it was in the palace, it seemed to be evening, the light was dim, and Aiden Eslan stood in front of a tall chair.
She received all of Aiden Eslan's awareness of this scene.
This is the throne, so the person sitting on it should be the former emperor.
Aiden Etheran held the sword in both hands and stabbed the man on the throne.
An Zhi was very close, and she could see that the person on the throne also had black hair and black eyes, and his clothes and appearance were somewhat similar to that of the Majesty, except that the other person seemed to be older.
The older man's lips opened and closed, as if he was saying something. An Zhi only saw blood gushing out as soon as he opened his mouth.
An Zhi clearly heard what the young, new emperor was saying.
"Don't worry, father. I will sever the bloodline of Etherland. I will kill them with my own hands."
When she said the last sentence, An Zhi met the emperor's eyes. She unconsciously took a step back. In an instant, she felt as if her chest was pierced and began to hurt.
"Report--"
No one spoke. The spiritual power in the veins was so thick that it was hard to breathe.
During co-regulation, it cannot be moved.
If it is the first time to coordinate, it may last more than thirty minutes.
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A crack appeared on An Zhi's sword, and the pain came from the palm of his hand belatedly. Because he used too much force, the back of the sword had sunk deep into An Zhi's palm.
The sword made of expensive and rare metal finally reached its limit. It broke in the middle and the fragments scattered all over the ground.
Almost at that moment, the young man who was originally suppressed turned around and pressed down An Zhi's shoulders, pushing her to the ground with a loud noise.
Another hand then clamped tightly around her throat.
An Zhi's hands touched something cold and sticky.
She reached out and grabbed the other person's wrist. It was cold, not like skin, but like metal.
An Zhi coughed, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, which tasted a bit salty.
An Zhi opened her eyes slightly and looked at the white secretions hanging from the top of her head.
The wounds on his body were still open, and the faint smell of blood filled the command room, which was filled with a strong and strange aroma.
An Zhi no longer had the strength to summon back more mental power. The connection was cut off, as if he was wrapped in a huge bubble.
At the beginning of the fight, An Zhi finally seized the opportunity and stabbed the king insect, who was hiding in the corner with his last breath, and moved.
Ni Hengmu was still in contact with An Zhi. He delegated his command and only kept an eye on An Zhi. It was not until the umpteenth time that An Zhi's feedback appeared in the channel, just like before.
Everything is normal.
Ni Hengmu felt relieved after receiving the response, but soon, more information came back.
"Sir, the fighter jets have been activated, but the command center has not received any signal."
The fighter jets parked in the hall are for emergency situations and can take off directly.
Ni Hengmu keenly sensed that something was wrong and contacted An Zhi, but the feedback he got was still that everything was normal.
He quickly compared this sentence with the one he had received before. Ni Hengmu couldn't help but hammer the table. It was exactly the same as the previous one. The earliest feedback he received was before An Zhi entered the fighter plane. This meant that since An Zhi entered the fighter plane, he had received two identical messages.
"Immediately activate the extra fighters and prepare for pursuit."
"Initiate mandatory communication with the target aircraft!"
The command room was extremely busy and tense.
"The abnormal fighter is about to leave the cabin. A forced communication is being initiated. The passage is feasible. It will take about 20 seconds. At the same time, the S-level psychic team members are attempting to forcibly seize control."
"All of the base's fighter jets were dispatched to transport supplies to the mine. Support hasn't arrived yet, and most of the remaining backup fighter jets have reported malfunctions."
The spare fighter jets are all in the hall where An Zhi is. They are inspected every day and it is almost impossible for something to go wrong, but there is no time to investigate now.
He quickly walked towards the technician and leaned over. "Call up the maintenance center's inspection records and check if any fighters can be temporarily started."
The technician immediately retrieved the records.
Ni Hengmu quickly glanced at the fighter's maintenance records.
“There are five fighter jets at the maintenance center. The fighter jets can take off directly from there. Contact the maintenance department and have them dispatch as soon as possible.
A commander suddenly stood up with a grim look on his face.
"All fighter planes heading to the mine have lost contact!"
The timing was too coincidental, and all the events were so intertwined and intertwined, one after another, that it was impossible to spare the mind to think more.
Feedback came one after another.
Ni Hengmu was no longer bothered to deal with it. He stared at the technicians and urged them silently.
Finally, the technician stopped.
"Forced connection successful, adjusting."
The scene inside the fighter plane appeared intermittently on the screen of the command center.
At first it was all white, and then the perspective seemed to change, but I still couldn't see the specific situation, and I could only hear the sound of something crashing.
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