Chapter 372 The time for resistance has arrived!
"Judgement Day..." Prince Costat's face looked extremely ugly, and the black cannon was reflected in his pupils, which made him feel vaguely familiar.
However, under the [Super Divine Blessing], it was magnified nearly ten times, and the golden cracks all over it changed many details of this giant cannon.
What he didn't recognize at first was that this was the huge cannon that was lost in the imperial base.
"Qinglong is actually a master craftsman..." He was surprised and stunned, but also felt that it was somewhat unexpected and reasonable.
If he was not a master craftsman, how could he dare to actually attack the imperial base and take a huge risk to let his students participate in the review.
There must be some way to support it before they would choose to do this.
This shot was quite powerful. If we put ourselves in their shoes, if we wanted to maximize the lethality, it would have to be aimed at the Imperial base.
This is royal property and territory, so Costat naturally doesn't want to pay for Ryan's impulsiveness.
At the same time, one of his ideas was completely settled: Qinglong would be of great use.
A barely perceptible spiritual fluctuation spread out.
"Ryan, this matter is already serious enough. Do you have to make it to the point where it cannot be resolved before you give up?"
Ryan withdrew his gaze from the giant cannon, and his heart was quite solemn. At this level, everything was not so simple. The threats and damages that could be caused were far beyond the comparison of the Casting Star Mechanic.
The cannon could not threaten his life. What he cared about was Qinglong's identity as a master craftsman.
But no matter how solemn it is, this is the royal territory after all. No matter how big the trouble is, it is still the royal family that will clean up the mess in the end.
"He's just a master craftsman. I wouldn't be afraid even if he came in person, let alone a mere cannon." He was not at all cowardly.
Prince Costa's face looked frighteningly ugly.
Polk, who was standing next to him, had a flicker in his eyes. The development of the situation was beyond his expectations, but in the end everything returned to the plan.
Dius and others have already sensed the hidden mental fluctuations.
Prince Costat still has to maintain the reputation of the empire, and it is impossible for him to openly break up with Prince Ryan under such circumstances.
"How could a master craftsman suddenly appear?" Dius looked up at the giant cannon in the sky, his brows furrowed.
"Although it tore through space, it wasn't teleported from somewhere else. The dimensional barrier didn't react either. It's as if the cannon had been there from the beginning."
"How on earth did he do that?"
Dius was very puzzled.
"Claude, does this Azure Dragon have anything to do with you?" Dius asked meaningfully.
"We?" Crow frowned. "If it was one of ours, I would definitely know."
Dius remained silent.
Claude also understood what Dius meant and was muttering in his heart.
The Cluster Republican Alliance is just an alliance spontaneously formed by many cluster-level civilizations to resist the pressure from the Empire and the Federation.
There are many secrets between them, and it is impossible to share what they have with each other.
He also wondered if it was a guy that popped out from some big star cluster.
The terrifying ball of light from the muzzle of the black cannon flickered unsteadily, seeming extremely unstable. The large number of living beings below were frightened and kept retreating.
However, because there were so many people gathered nearby, it was difficult to leave completely in a short time.
"Master Craftsman..." Robin's face flushed, he clenched his fists, and slowly exhaled.
"You can hide for a while, but you can't hide forever." An untimely voice sounded behind Robin, not far away. There was a wriggling scar on the man's cheek, which kept twitching with a hideous smile.
His eyes fell on Robin, and he licked his lips with a playful look, "The Overseer is watching. You can't voluntarily reveal your identity and secrets. No one can help you. Don't worry, I will torture you."
Robin remained silent, his eyes cold.
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"What a master craftsman."
In the field, Prince Ryan spoke with a cold expression. The thoughts in his mind did not seem to change because Qinglong was a master craftsman. Instead, his murderous intent became even stronger.
"Is this all we have? It's not enough."
As he finished speaking, the prince's eyes turned cold.
A silver-white mechanical body fell down in the field. This was the carrier of the God of Creation. Standing next to the Mechanical King, the mechanical body looked very small, but no one dared to ignore it.
"Prince Ryan..." The God of Creation was interrupted before he could finish his words. Prince Ryan was very rude, "God of Creation, you want to interfere in this matter?"
The God of Creation sighed. He had not intended to intervene, but the identification made by the Holy Elephant before his death had forced the Mechanics Association to respond accordingly.
In other words, after today, their relationship with the Xingyuan Empire is destined not to be very good.
In addition, Qinglong has basically been confirmed to have the level of a master craftsman, so he doesn't mind winning over such a force.
The God of Creation looked up and said, "He is the one I recommended, so I naturally have to protect his safety. Besides, you are a prince, and bullying a young man is truly unworthy of aristocracy."
You have to protect my safety now. Why didn’t you react when Diaz attacked just now?
Li Ming secretly complained in his heart. According to what Tongyu Shengxiang said, this creator of the gods had the most smooth character and acted meticulously. Almost no one had seen his true body.
It is best at making powerful single weapons, and has good relations with many overlord-level bosses and even cluster-level civilizations.
"You're right. He's just an A-level life form. It's really not worthy for me to do it myself." Prince Ryan nodded, but he didn't care. "But what if I insist on doing it?"
"You cowards, you only brought a mechanical carrier. Do you really think that you can make me retreat with just one sentence?" Ryan was full of vigor and looked calm, but his words were arrogant and presumptuous.
The creator's face darkened slightly.
The Soul Mechanical Master also landed at this moment. Ryan's expression changed slightly. Prince Kostart in the Imperial aircraft was shocked and angry, "What is he going to do!?"
Li Ming frowned. The mechanical carrier of this mechanical soul master was holding a person in his hand. It was actually Abel.
In the distance, Gaint was stunned as if struck by lightning. He turned around and found that Abel, who was standing behind him, had turned into a phantom without him knowing when.
"How...how could this happen?"
Li Ming was surprised. When he transformed, Abel saw that the situation was not right and ran away. Ryan was staring at him at that time, so it was difficult for him to catch him.
Unexpectedly, he was caught by the Mechanical Soul Master.
Just as Tongyu Shengxiang said, this master craftsman is relatively calm most of the time, but his style of doing things is very extreme.
He has been studying extremely powerful virtual intelligence technology, and has a good relationship with the Hammersmith, both an enemy and a friend. After he disappeared, he searched for him for many years.
I once mentioned an idea to the Hammersmith that the universe is essentially a huge virtual database, and the information state is the code.
If he could analyze the essence, perhaps he could create something from nothing.
There are even rumors that he has connections with the mastermind behind the Black Hole Network.
The God of Creation felt a pang in his heart. Who asked this old man to capture Abel? He wanted to calm the matter down instead of making it worse.
Under the watchful eyes of the public, there will inevitably be accountability afterwards. The Mechanics Association was originally the perfect victim, but the Mechanical Soul Master will be criticized for this action.
Abel's face was ugly, with more shame and anger than fear. He was held in the hand like a dead dog. Even though the other party was a master craftsman, he felt ashamed.
Prince Costa's face turned pale. The current situation had deteriorated to the point of being out of control. He also had to suppress Polk, and he had almost no time to spare.
"Are you using him to threaten me?" Prince Ryan narrowed his eyes.
"I know you don't care, but if he died, it would have a huge impact on you." The Soul Mechanical Master's face was cold.
"The Empire never negotiates with threats, not to mention, do you really dare to kill him?" Prince Ryan sneered.
The Mechanical Soul Master was silent for a moment, walked up to the Mechanical King, and handed Abel directly to Li Ming.
Li Ming was stunned, but quickly reacted. The mechanical structure on his chest opened and Abel was stuffed in.
Ryan's face changed slightly. If he launched an attack, the aftermath alone would be enough to tear Abel into pieces, which would be equivalent to him killing Abel directly.
This master craftsman is a man of few words. Li Ming admires him in his heart. Abel is like his amulet.
"Ryan!" Prince Costat's mental fluctuations were transmitted again, mixed with anger and warning.
Under pressure from all sides, Prince Ryan became angry.
But it must be said that Abel was in the hands of the other party, which made him cautious.
The situation seemed to be at a stalemate. Prince Ryan came forward forcefully, saying that he wanted to take back the face of the empire that had been trampled upon. It would be too shameful to retreat in disgrace.
No one knew how many people were in this area, but it was eerily quiet. Everyone was holding their breath, and the only sound was the movement of the camera equipment.
Although it's peaceful here, the interstellar network is in an uproar. It's been years since we've seen such fun.
"Turn off external communications!" Prince Costa suddenly looked at Dius and the other man, who were watching with great interest.
Hearing Costat's words, he naturally declined. "Sorry, we still have confidential data being transmitted externally and cannot be shut down."
Anyway, they are not the ones who are embarrassed, and they are not the ones who suffer losses.
"Dius!" Costat's eyes were bloodshot. "Don't challenge the empire's bottom line!"
Dius's face turned slightly cold. After a moment of silence, he decided to save the Empire's face. "Remember, you owe us this."
"Notify everyone to shut down the communications center."
"Then close it." Crow didn't say much.
It will take some time from the command being issued to the shutdown.
Polk's expression flickered, and he suddenly said, "Let me try. Maybe there is a way to stop this farce."
Polk's sudden words made the three of them look over.
Prince Costat frowned subconsciously. Are you kidding? The other party is the "enemy" of the empire and is definitely not that kind.
"However, I ask the Empire to release one person - Cyril," Polk said.
"Impossible," Prince Costat flatly refused. "This fellow massacred nine nobles, including three Grand Dukes and four Second-Class Councillors."
Polk was silent and sighed helplessly, but seeing that he was silent, Costat pondered in his heart and added:
"Solve this matter at hand, and add at least a hundred high-level lurkers, and we can consider it."
"Fifty." Polk bargained immediately.
"Deal." Costatsi nodded and then asked, "How are you going to resolve this?"
"Why did Prince Ryan make trouble?" Polk asked.
Prince Costat said in a deep voice: "Because Qinglong killed Nicolael..."
Kostarte paused halfway through his words, his expression suddenly changing slightly, and he looked surprised. "Nicholas is in your hands?"
Polk suddenly smiled, wrinkles piling up on his old face. "Why do you insist it was Qinglong who did it?"
Costat was stunned. Was it really not Qinglong who did it?
"Haha..." Polk laughed. "How interesting! I never thought that one day, even after our Holy Revolutionary Army came out to admit something, there would still be people who doubted it."
Even Costat felt a little confused. Dius and Klaue looked puzzled. The empire had been fooled.
Inexplicably facing Qinglong?
"It's your turn." Prince Costa was a little angry, and Polk calmed down. "Let's go."
He stepped into the arena, and Prince Costat followed closely behind, using blood-colored energy to conceal their figures.
"Mr. Costat." Polk suddenly spoke, and unknowingly, a crystal in his mind quietly shattered.
In the blood-colored energy, Costat frowned and looked, only to find that Polk's pupils were emitting a bright white light.
Then, his face changed drastically as he felt an extremely terrifying mental force surging along the vines that had penetrated into Polk's body.
Oh no! I’ve fallen into a trap!
He was extremely shocked and angry. He didn't expect Polk had a backup plan.
I don’t know what means Polk used, but his terrifying mental power is beyond imagination.
It even made him feel irresistible, his expression distorted and he struggled in pain.
The blood-red barrier around them faded away, revealing two people.
"Polk?" Ryan looked at him indifferently, not knowing what the other party wanted to do.
The new character instantly attracted the attention of many viewers, and all of them focused on Polk.
Li Ming also stared at the old man.
"This is the second-generation leader of the Holy Revolutionary Army, the Leader—Polke." Costat's face was a little dazed, and his voice was resonant. "He has a few words to say before his execution."
Everyone was stunned and surprised. The second generation leader of the Holy Revolutionary Army was a super boss.
Li Ming's eyes flickered, and he had a vague feeling that the pioneer's backup plan was coming.
Polk pondered, his eyes overlooking the vast crowd below. "The Empire has become rotten, and the treasure that suppressed the interstellar space, the Star of Eternal Silence, has long been lost."
"And the lost treasures of the Terrax civilization, the Holy Fortress, are all within the Empire. There are enough treasures to create a new empire."
"For civilizations, ethnic groups, and organizations oppressed by the empire, the time has come to rebel. Do you want to gain endless wealth and power? Do you want to replace the Xingyuan Empire? Then go find it!"
There was silence all around, and everyone was stunned.
Prince Costat's expression was dazed, then twisted. A fierce rage broke through Polk's mental control, and his eyes were filled with thunderous anger. "You're looking for death!"
At such close range, the bloody fist, wrapped in endless violent power, smashed into Polk's weak body like a falling meteor.
There was a loud "bang" and the bloody fist hit him hard.
boom!
It was like a star ring exploding, and the dazzling blood-colored energy surged, as if an endless sea of blood was roaring madly, sweeping around with a devastating force.
Wherever it passed, the void was distorted beyond recognition, the light was swallowed up, and it was caught in this terrifying blood-red storm.
The powerful energy fluctuations caused the entire area to tremble violently, as if it was about to collapse, like countless sharp swords, wantonly cutting everything around it.
(End of this chapter)
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