Chapter 197 High School Holy Body? Qi Refining Holy Body! (asking for monthly votes)

Above the ocean.

The scale of the war was huge, with an astonishing number of 500 main battleships alone, and more than 8,000 other large and small ships of the Royal Ingish Fleet, which was overwhelming and rushed through the waves.

These warships, compared to those captured by the Yidoli people in the west sea of ​​the Yidoli Kingdom, are more threatening just from their appearance. The lines are smoother, the shape is more beautiful, and every detail shows an extreme technological beauty.

On the huge ship, you can't even see any external weapons or equipment.

On the huge dark grey hull, flickering lights outline large and small squares. These are gates that are perfectly integrated with the hull. There are huge cabins inside, and all weapon systems are hidden behind these gates.

These warships sailed at high speed on the sea without making much noise.

Even the waves that were violently broken hit the heavy hull, and the invisible force field wrapped around the ship. The sound of the waves breaking was forcibly neutralized by the force field, and the sound became extremely slight. The sound of the waves several feet high was just like a baby clapping.

On the leading amphibious combat ship, which was of a strange shape and two sizes larger than those battleships, a group of men with blond hair, golden eyes, or blond hair and blood-red eyes gathered in the bridge command room, all with gloomy expressions.

There were two men with blond hair and bloodshot eyes who could not control their emotions. Black and red lines under their skin kept rising and falling. Dense dragon scales had already grown on their bodies. Their entire bodies were constantly expanding, and then quickly collapsed under their own suppression.

"The Supreme Elders are very dissatisfied." A blond man with bloodshot eyes said in a fierce voice: "It didn't take much effort to build these warships, but to send them to this world in such a short time... we have occupied too much of the transportation capacity of the world's channels."

"In the past half month, all the world channels we controlled were used to transport these damn, backward metal lumps. As a result, for the entire half month, we were unable to deliver even a single fresh vegetable, a single fresh fruit, or even a fresh steak or lamb chop to the Pantheon... The elders were very dissatisfied."

"Of course, the elders are very clear-headed. They know that all this is for the purpose of completely conquering this world."

"However, the nobles of the elders are very dissatisfied. Among them, some nobles with the potential to be sons of God have issued the most severe threats to the headquarters of our forward base."

"It's not just fresh vegetables, fruits, steaks, and lamb chops, but also fine wine, clean water, and healthy mortals whose genes are not polluted... These are the resources most needed by the nobles. As far as I know, in recent years, the nobles have opened up more than 300 base cities."

"The new base city needs a huge population. Workers, farmers, waiters, guards, etc. Those people from the East Country are the best choice for the labor force of the base city."

"But because of these iron lumps, several orders of manpower have not been delivered to those noble relatives in time."

"I don't want to be hated by them. This is a fatal thing."

"So, in this battle, we must go all out, using our technology, our firepower, and all our strength to crush the Kingdom of Yidoli... The Elders mean that since Yidoli dares to join forces with Saint Rose and use the voodoo plague against us... then all the people of the entire Yidoli Kingdom, except for those luxury goods providers such as tailors, jewelers, watchmakers, and winemakers, all other Yidoli people will be sent to the Ascension Nest."

A man with blond hair and golden eyes nodded slowly: "The members of our Supreme Council have the same opinion. The pressure we are under is also very great. You need a huge amount of labor, don't we need it too?"

"Especially the people of the East Country. Their bodies are extremely pure and their genes are not polluted at all. They are exactly the pure gene supplement pool that our Spark of Civilization Project needs most..." The blond man with golden eyes sighed, "We must conquer this world, but the order of the Supreme Council is very clear - we must do our best to protect the environment of this world. No matter how fierce the war is, the environment of this world cannot be damaged too much."

"Everyone knows the history of our land. A great war almost destroyed the environment of our world and almost destroyed the entire civilization. We cannot repeat the same mistake."

Inside the command room, everyone's face tensed at the same time.

At the same time, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded, and the command room, which had originally been softly lit, was suddenly shrouded in a dark red light. The rapidly flashing red light made everyone's face appear bright and dark, like evil spirits.

Urgent shouts echoed in the command room and in all the warships of this huge fleet.

"Enemy fleet spotted ahead."

"Please note that some of the warships are old-style nuclear fission furnace-powered warships that we built for the Yingji people before... The models of the other warships are unknown, and they should be produced by the Saint Ross people."

In the command room, a group of blond men's eyes flickered as they looked at the men in the cabin wearing traditional Yingjishi aristocratic robes. "This is amazing! We spared no effort to use the transportation capacity of the world channel to send you reinforcement warships, but you actually gave them to the Yidori people. Ah, this is amazing!"

Several British nobles did not dare to say a word, but just bowed deeply to the crowd to express their apologies.

Amid the loud alarms, this fleet, which was jointly assisted by the Committee and the Pantheon, and was urgently built in their homeland and transported through the world channel, had thin streams of light floating on the surface of all the ships. Heavy gates opened silently, and various gorgeously shaped cannons spewed out dark light and slid out smoothly from behind the gates.

high altitude.

Extremely high altitude.

A huge metal structure with a strange shape, blue-green in color, and a crescent-shaped emblem on its surface. In the crescent-shaped emblem, a pair of sinister eyes are outlined with thin rays of light. The whole structure is filled with a distorted and illusory blue light, and it is suspended in the sky nearly a million miles above the ground.

Among the metal creatures, many had eyes that were blue to purple, and huge mental powers surged and fluctuated, even turning into real water waves. Men and women slowly rolled out from the eyes, and were conscientiously operating instruments made of crystal stones with exquisite structures.

They were silent, and there was no sound in the cabin.

But their surging spiritual power connected them as one, and in the blink of an eye, they exchanged a hundred times more information than the masters of the committee and the Pantheon could communicate with each other through words for three days and three nights.

In the spiritual force field they constructed, hymns such as "Supreme Amitābha" and "Supreme Anus" were heard one after another.

Below, on the ocean, information about the rapidly approaching fleets of Idoli and Yingji included the shapes of the ships, their energy characteristics, their speed and direction, and even the composition of the metal materials used in their hulls. All kinds of information were continuously extracted like flowing water, and then quickly converged on a tall man in the middle, about seven feet tall, with long hair that was three meters long.

The man's entire body was enveloped in a powerful mental force field. He became the core hub of the majestic mental force field in this metal palace. Countless pieces of information gathered in his brain, and then transformed into blue-purple streams of light visible to the naked eye, continuously pouring into a huge crystal with countless triangular facets that was suspended behind him.

The crystal was vibrating violently at a terrifyingly high frequency. In the blink of an eye, the crystal vibrated more than a billion times. Under such high-frequency vibrations, the surrounding space was faintly distorted, and countless information turned into high-frequency mental pulses, which were transmitted to extremely distant places through this subtle space distortion.

In the mental force field, a message was flowing: "The Yingjishi fleet is very powerful, but their technology is not as good as ours. If this is the highest technology they can come up with, the technology we give to the Aime Federation is enough to defeat them head-on."

Another mental wave 'sounded': "Where is the fleet of the Holy Ross Empire?"

There was silence in the mental force field.

After a long while, there was a spiritual wave "response": "Very strange technology, the metal activity of their ship's hull is extraordinary. Their hull seems to have certain biological characteristics? We suspect that if their hull is damaged, they can absorb metal materials from the outside world to repair themselves."

"A living ship?" The voices of praise from 'Supreme Amité' and 'Supreme Anus' continued to ring out.

"Enjoy it. Although a battle of this scale is a small one, you little guys who were born after the war have never seen it, right?" The burly man in the middle opened his eyes, and the "loud" "spiritual voice" echoed throughout the metal palace: "Both sides have only more than 10,000 warships in total. This is indeed just a small scene."

"I participated in the 'End War' of that year, the Crusaders of the Temple of Amitābha and the Temple of Anus. In the End War, there were more than 100,000 floating battle fortresses in the sky, more than 2 million warships of all levels in the ocean, and more than 300,000 large battle fortresses on the ground. The total number of other war machines of all sizes exceeded 10 billion."

"Compared to the End War, this is just a small scene."

"But it's good enough. You little guys, study hard... The sister planet of our mother planet, a sister planet with such a perfect environment, should of course be dominated by us."

In the burly man's eyes, a terrifying light was shaking violently. He finally spoke, as if he hadn't spoken for ten thousand years. His tongue was as stiff as a wooden stake, and his voice was extremely dull and hoarse.

"We've always known about this sister planet, and they knew nothing about us."

"But the saints of the ancient times chose them... those saints, they opened a temple on this planet, they preached here, and even the disciples they brought with them, had sex with the natives of this planet, and reproduced... all the best things were given to them."

"And us?"

"We were abandoned... because of the nature of our race, because of the miraculous spiritual force field bestowed upon us by Amitābha and Anus, we were abandoned. They didn't even bother to build even the lowest-level cave on our home planet!"

"Now, we need to let those saints who are high up in the sky know."

"Their choice was wrong."

"The followers of Amitābā and Anus will eventually conquer the sister planet of our home planet, and kill all the disciples and descendants that the saints value, and completely destroy them... We will eventually take back the things that the saints were unwilling to give us with our own hands!"

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In the huge cabin, the eyes of many men and women lit up at the same time, and a terrifying mental storm swept through the entire cabin. If the entire metal palace was not made of special materials, this mental storm would be enough to completely destroy a mountain and crush it into pieces.

The spiritual power of these men and women is superficial and complex, not as pure and solid as the spirits of cultivators... But in terms of numbers alone, the total spiritual power of the weakest men and women present is close to that of the peak celestial beings!

The burly man said quietly, "Increase the investment in Duke Jieshi... let the Aimee Federation give him more practical support... let the Duke Jieshi's army join the war."

"The resources of the mother planet have been exhausted. Before the resources we send back arrive, we are no longer able to send more people here... The life of every member of the tribe here is precious... We cannot be involved in the war. The Duke of Jieshi is our sharpest knife."

"Let him bleed these damn guys... The more of them die, the better."

The burly man's hair floated behind his head, and a strand of hair was tangled together, circling in front of him, like a tentacle, stroking his chin vigorously. He murmured, "We must not get involved in the war... I hate war... I hate war... Damn this unfortunate war... Uh, let the tribesmen on the ground pay attention, especially Osho, Og, and Ollie. Let them use the power of the Amy Federation to thoroughly investigate the origins of those blond people, Maria, Sophie, Marceau and others."

"Merciful Amitābha gave me a bad feeling... These guys are going to be troublesome."

"The biggest trouble should be...should be...Maria? And...Sophie..."

The burly man shook his head slightly and laughed disdainfully: "On the contrary, it is these seemingly vicious blond people, no matter what committee, no matter what Pantheon...they are threatening, of course they are threatening, but not enough."

After hesitating for a moment, the burly man sneered: "At least, at this stage, the threat they show is not enough, very not enough."

On the sea.

Two huge fleets were approaching at high speed.

The blond men on the amphibious combat ship had no idea that a million miles away in the sky, one of the controllers behind the Aimee Federation from a foreign land gave them the evaluation of "no need to worry".

They looked ahead with full confidence, with strange golden and bloody light flowing in their eyes. The weakest of them had the strength of a celestial being, and their bodies were far superior to those of ordinary people. Even across hundreds of miles, they could clearly see the details of the enemy fleet ahead.

Hundreds of main battleships, on the main bubble platform in front, the main guns with rectangular muzzles suddenly lit up.

Along with the shrill whistling of the air, the burning furnace deep inside the ship provided endless power, and the muzzle of the main gun suddenly burst out with a light that was hundreds, thousands, and even tens of thousands times brighter than the sunlight.

Terrifying streaks of light tore through the air, distorted the void, and rapidly evaporated the seawater along the way. The high-speed evaporation of seawater even formed a high-pressure gas explosion, emitting a terrifying explosion sound.

The sea surface within a radius of hundreds of miles was boiling, and high-temperature light beams tore through the air and slammed heavily into the Yidoli fleet.

The 500 battleships that originally belonged to the Ingish people and were seized by the Yidoli people were hit with a fatal blow in just a blink of an eye. From bow to stern, the 500 battleships were directly penetrated, and the high-temperature flames ignited the entire warship. The large-caliber shells in the hulls did not even have time to explode, but burned up in the high-temperature light column, turning into terrible metal steam.

Five hundred warships disappeared in an instant, followed by five hundred huge balls of fire.

In the back, on those transport ships, the men in black had stern expressions and no emotion in their eyes. Electronic lights flashed in their eyes, and cold electronic sounds could be heard faintly from their bodies.

They carefully observed the effects of this round of bombardment. Some of them even flicked their sleeves, and mechanical birds with completely mechanical internal structures, but in appearance no different from ordinary seagulls, flew out from the cuffs and dived into the bright light created by the destruction of the warship in front at a terrifying speed.

These mechanical birds were destroyed in a breath, but the same huge amount of information was transmitted back.

A man in black muttered in a low voice: "Reporting to Lady Maria, preliminary judgment is that the enemy's technological level, the threat level to the main civilization, is level zero, green level... The current threat level to us is level five... red level... It is uncertain whether it is the highest technological level of the enemy. It is recommended to adjust its current threat level to level six... yellow level."

"That is, the power currently displayed by the opponent has a high probability of posing a fatal threat to Lady Maria's true body."

Far East.

Maria was sitting with her legs crossed in the Far East Army Headquarters of the Saint Ross, listening to the military reports from several Saint Ross generals. She frowned and said unhappily, "What did you say? There are minotaurs near the defense line of those Eastern barbarians? Uh, they are almost exactly the same as the minotaurs that destroyed the International Concession in Pinghai City?"

Maria opened her mouth slightly, and countless streams of information flowed from her eyes like a waterfall.

Suddenly, her body stiffened.

The mumbling voice of the man in black could actually be heard from within her body.

Maria's expression turned ugly: "Huh? Level 6, yellow-grade threat? Am I that weak? Bastard..."

Maria glanced in the direction of Shanhaiguan with a sullen look. She was silent for a while. After countless electronic lights swirled in her eyes, she said softly, "Stabilize the Shanhaiguan front. I will go to the West Continent myself. I really want to see the technological strength that can threaten my body...test them...send the authorization code..."

(End of this chapter)