Chapter 381: The Forerunners' Ritual, Iron Throne Hall
Li Ming returned to the room and opened the box. On the purple velvet was an exquisite ring. The ring shone with a silver-white metallic luster. The ring body was inlaid with tiny gems, shining like stars.
He casually picked up the [Quantum Communication Ring - Special Type: Inlaid with a matrix constructed by multiple quantum resonance gems.
Control conditions: 5 million metal energy
Control Effect - Arrival: Can instantly cross infinite distances and descend upon the Iron Throne Hall with consciousness.
Quantum communication? Is this how the pioneers communicate?
The Iron Throne Hall?
Li Ming pondered secretly, playing with the ring in his hand.
This thing can be used without control, but he thought for a moment and decided to control it.
This thing's capabilities were simple, but the craftsmanship was very high. He wasn't sure if it had any other uses, such as positioning.
Besides, five million metal energies are just a drop in the bucket for him now.
Immediately take control and then activate the [Advent] ability.
In an instant, Li Ming felt a trance, and the wall collapsed and turned into countless fragments and disappeared into the darkness.
The ceiling fell like broken lenses, and various instruments were twisted and deformed, as if they were crushed by an invisible giant hand.
Li Ming felt like he was in an endless void. Strange electric currents flashed from time to time in the darkness, making a "sizzling" sound.
The heartbeat was particularly clear in the silence.
Somewhere, Blackbeard was stroking the ring on his finger, which was constantly flashing with brilliance. "A new member..."
…
In the pitch-black hall, two rows of Iron Thrones began to glow with light, and shadowy figures emerged, mostly shrouded in a thick black fog. Pairs of eyes fell on a seat in the front row, a newly added one.
Either exploratory, curious, cold, or indifferent.
"Guess what race this master craftsman is?" someone suddenly spoke.
"Interstellar data says he's human."
Someone scoffed. "The interstellar data says he's a Class B life form. As far as I know, the typical lifespan of a Class B human wouldn't exceed three hundred years. Without any mechanized modifications, even with genetic modification, the maximum lifespan wouldn't exceed five hundred years."
"After undergoing mechanized transformation, the current record is probably 800 years old. The brain neural network will be necrotic. How can such a short time support him to become a master craftsman?"
"Blackbeard, you didn't tell him the secret of the ring, did you?" Someone asked.
"Of course not." Blackbeard shook his head, feeling a little uneasy.
Because of the characteristics of quantum communication, the whole body characteristics will be copied, and the first access will basically appear in its true appearance.
Any cover-up can only be carried out with the permission of the Iron Throne Hall.
This is similar to an initiation ceremony. New members must reveal their identities in front of everyone to avoid leaks later.
He was really shocked when he joined, and later this became a regular feature for new members.
The members who joined first wanted to see the surprise and anger on the faces of the members who joined later, but they had to suppress their expressions.
"Then we have to look forward to it and see if he is from the empire." Someone said something incomprehensible, and all around fell silent.
On the Iron Throne belonging to the Azure Dragon, wisps of fluorescent light flickered, eventually filling the entire seat.
Suddenly, a black, smoke-like object appeared.
The figures on the Iron Throne breathed a little harder, and a sense of disbelief welled up in their hearts.
Blackbeard looked stunned. How could this be possible?
The Azure Dragon actually deceived the Iron Throne Hall and came in a blurry form?
The information state of quantum entanglement cannot be changed. Although they seem to be concealing their identities now, it is actually just the ability of the Iron Throne Hall.
This was Qing Long's first time coming into contact with the Iron Throne and he did not have such authority.
Even if the other party is a master craftsman, isn't it a bit too bizarre to interfere with the quantum entanglement process and even deceive the Iron Throne from such a distance?
For a moment, the entire Iron Throne Hall was silent, everyone was shocked.
"Is this the Iron Throne Hall?" Li Ming looked around. This perspective felt very novel. There were forty-five seats in total, all full.
He was secretly surprised. These people were probably at least at the same level as Blackbeard, and there might even be X-level life forms.
It’s not impossible, it’s definitely possible.
He thought that generally speaking, the seating order could reveal a lot of information.
He turned his head and looked forward, and was immediately shocked to find that he was in the first row.
The guy behind the scenes is very smart. Why doesn’t he make me the leader? Li Ming muttered.
"Is Lao Hei here?" he suddenly shouted.
"I'm here." Blackbeard responded carefully. Li Ming looked in the direction of the voice and found that the other party's seat was in the middle and rear.
However, the other party ranked him after the first one, and he secretly wondered whether the seating was arranged according to strength.
"Would you like to introduce me to everyone in the Iron Throne Hall?" he said loudly, certainly not showing any sign of timidity.
The Iron Throne Hall?
Blackbeard was shocked again. He had never mentioned this name to Qinglong. How did this guy know it?
Blackbeard felt secretly bitter in his heart, and could vaguely sense the questioning gazes from his colleagues.
"We... don't know each other's identities." He said stiffly, not sure whether Qinglong had seen through their tricks.
"Is that so?" Li Ming nodded and said calmly, "In that case, what plans do you have for the empire next? Could you please share them with me? I need to be mentally prepared to avoid the situation we faced last time."
Still no one spoke.
Silent as a cicada? Or still distrustful? Li Ming remained silent, and the entire Iron Throne Hall fell into silence.
Qinglong's method of directly breaking through the restrictions of the Iron Throne really shocked many people, and Blackbeard felt uneasy.
Although Qinglong seems calm, he is the first person in many years who is outside the rules of the Iron Throne.
The attempt to show off his power to the master craftsman failed, and he was instead frightened by the other party.
He whispered, "The overall plan has come to an end. As for some smaller plans, we won't inform each other unless necessary."
"Is that so..." Li Ming seemed to suddenly realize something, then changed the subject, his tone becoming indifferent: "Or perhaps, even now, you still don't trust me?"
The sound echoed through the Iron Throne Hall.
"Your Excellency Qinglong, I am not afraid of offending others when I speak..." Someone finally spoke. Blackbeard looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Beast Lord.
The corner of his mouth twitched. This bastard knew that his words could easily offend people. He usually didn't care about it, but now he knew to take precautions first.
"If you know that your words are likely to offend people, then don't say anything." Li Ming interrupted without any hesitation. The Beast Lord was choked and subconsciously annoyed, but he suppressed his anger and said coldly, "Blackbeard, you speak."
"I...?" Blackbeard was confused.
"Actually, it's not a big deal." The shadowy figure sitting opposite Li Ming spoke up. "I just want Your Excellency Qinglong to give a detailed explanation of what happened in the Central World, especially the part about the control of the Holy Elephant."
"We are not eyewitnesses, so we are missing a lot of information."
Qinglong looked at him and said calmly, "It was me who asked the Holy Elephant to choose Abel as his successor and revealed the death of the Hammersmith."
"You let me?" The other party was a little surprised. "Why would the Holy Elephant Commander listen to you?"
"This has nothing to do with you." Li Ming said indifferently: "You only need to know that I took the things and also did the job."
Blackbeard's throat rolled. This guy is really an old fox, a real thief.
No one can prove that what he said is true, but no one can prove that it is false either. Their plan has been perfectly completed, and there is actually no need to worry about these issues.
This master craftsman is really crazy.
Everyone on the Iron Throne couldn't help but have this thought in their mind.
In the past, all newcomers were cautious, especially after appearing in front of them in their true form. The anxiety and fear of being suddenly exposed to the sun was enough to make it difficult for people to deal with it calmly and would become a laughing stock for a long time.
But this master craftsman is completely different. He almost treats this place as his own home.
"Hmm..." The other party thought for a moment, seemed to agree with this idea, and then said, "I have another question. What is your relationship with Prince Costa? Why did he protect Li Ming so vigorously and even let him go openly?"
"Because he's afraid that I will tear down the empire." Li Ming said this, and everyone was stunned. The person sitting opposite him also fell silent.
"Not satisfied?" Li Ming sneered. "Do you really have to tell me that I'm an old acquaintance of Costat, or even that I'm just a thorn in the side of the Empire? Are you satisfied with that?"
"You're a bunch of idiots! Can't you see that this is Costat's attempt to sow discord?"
"Don't you need to think carefully? Even if I really have a relationship with Prince Costa, couldn't he capture Li Ming and then release him secretly? Why did he have to release him openly?"
Li Ming cursed without restraint, and the Iron Throne Hall fell silent.
Naturally, some people are dissatisfied and want to speak out in rebuttal. It’s not that they didn’t think about it. But isn’t it okay to just ask?
But in the end, no one spoke, and the mastersmith remained mysterious in the Iron Throne Hall, and mystery = unknown = terrifying.
Li Ming sighed, "I was quite surprised when I learned about your existence, but it took quite a bit of effort to get you to join. It's really disappointing."
"Forget it, let's end it here. We don't owe each other anything."
"Wait a minute..." The person sitting opposite Li Ming spoke up, "Don't misunderstand, Your Excellency Qinglong. We are just raising legitimate suspicions. There's no need to overreact."
It's impossible to get off the boat after getting on it, especially when the craftsman is a genius.
"I just didn't expect someone would actually ask such a stupid question," Li Ming said calmly. This remark made the other party choke. After a long pause, he said, "Sending the ring to you, it already represents our sincerity."
"My willingness to come here also represents my sincerity."
I can't afford any loss.
Finally, the other party stopped talking nonsense and said in a deep voice: "Welcome to the Iron Throne Hall, Your Excellency Qinglong."
Buzz--
The Iron Throne Hall trembled, and lines appeared on the ground, interweaving together to form complex and mysterious patterns. The light spread rapidly along the lines like a burning flame.
Each line contained a powerful energy fluctuation that distorted the air and surrounded the entire hall, as if welcoming Qinglong's joining.
Blackbeard was stunned, and the others were stunned. How could the Iron Throne Hall be like this?
He couldn't help but look at the figure sitting opposite Qinglong. Those who joined first would know the identity of those who joined later, but it would be difficult for those who joined later to know the identity of those who joined first.
All the pioneers knew that the organizer must be no simple person, and they also knew that the other party was hiding among them but had never revealed any trace.
But this time... there seems to be a suspect.
"Everyone calls me the Navigator." The other party introduced himself.
"It's my honor." Li Ming's tone softened. "Now you can tell me about the general situation of the Iron Throne Hall."
"We pioneers have only one goal: to dismember the empire. Any member can propose their own plan, and after discussion, as long as it benefits the overall direction, it can be implemented." The other party briefly summarized:
"This is not a one-man show; any plan needs to be voted on."
It really is a vote... Li Ming thought Blackbeard was fooling him.
Someone else took over the conversation: "After the Polk Declaration, we estimate that there will be three months of chaos in the Empire."
"But the Empire's reaction was faster than we imagined. During the closed-door meeting, despite constant arguments, all three parties ceded some of their interests and formulated a major strategy. The core of the strategy was—hardness!"
"All provocations must be repaid tenfold, all losses must be repaid tenfold. If the enemy kills one Imperial soldier, we will retaliate by killing ten or even a hundred enemies, even if it means mobilizing hundreds or even a thousand times more resources."
Li Ming had not contacted Abel yet, so he really didn't know this. He was a little surprised when he heard this. He was determined to be tough to the end.
"The Glorious Holy Emperor Adam does have some skills. He deserves the fact that he almost destroyed the Sisters' Order." Someone sighed.
The navigator's voice was calm. "Dismembering an empire is never easy. Those guys are not so easy to deal with."
"The current main goal is to remove the Imperial garrison from the Sea of Stars."
Li Ming thought that although the boundaries of the known universe were constantly expanding, no star ring structures had been discovered for a long time, and star clusters were rarely discovered.
Not to mention the Sea of Stars, this super-large interstellar structure and gathering place of civilization.
Both the Empire and the Federation tried their best to expand their influence.
If they were really eliminated, it would be a huge blow to the empire.
"But there's a complication," the navigator suddenly said. "The Empire has obtained from the Holy Elephant the program for calculating the Holy Fortress of Terrax, as well as clues to the trajectory of the Hammersmith's search for the Star of Eternal Silence."
"If the Empire finds either of these two things, all our efforts will be wasted."
Li Ming could clearly sense that a lot of eyes were converging on him, since it was he who had previously said that the Holy Elephant should choose Abel as his successor.
In other words, it was he who delivered the things to the empire.
Li Ming was a little surprised. Although he had prepared a plan for this question, he was surprised that the other party actually knew the news.
According to Abel, those who knew the news were all the core of the core of the empire, and each of them held a very respected position.
(End of this chapter)
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