Chapter 454: The Curtain Rises
"That weapon..." Horus' attention was once again drawn to Siegel.
He was not unfamiliar with the power contained therein. He had seen similar power in Guixing's most secret warehouse.
That's a Titan weapon!
Each of these powerful weapons is extremely precious, and there is no record of this weapon in previous records about this legendary assassin.
Is this newly acquired?
But it seems to be somewhat similar to his previous weapon.
Rohan had already escaped, and the remaining Nightmare Tapir fleet naturally had no ability to resist. With Siegel's cooperation, they captured several gods and completely ended the battle.
Fortunately, fortunately...the Nightmare Shield was not left behind.
Cordrey breathed a sigh of relief; the guy finally escaped.
If the other party was really kept by Li Yu, he would be in a dilemma.
At that time, whether to grab the Nightmare Shield or not becomes a question.
Now that the other party has successfully escaped, he thinks this is the best outcome.
However, seeing Li Yu's gloomy face, he still had to pretend and lamented:
"He... actually escaped. The Nightmare Knight should not be underestimated."
Li Yu muttered to himself, that wasn't even letting the water out, it was almost like releasing a flood, it would be outrageous if the other party couldn't escape.
However, Cordri seemed to have misunderstood something.
His goal was actually Rohan's flesh and blood. As for the Nightmare Shield, he didn't really hold out much hope.
It's also because he doesn't want a congressman to keep a close eye on him for the time being. After all, he doesn't have some alien camp backing him up as others think.
Therefore, he mainly wanted to strengthen the [Symbiotic Suit] to keep up with his gradually increasing combat power.
However, although the main purpose was achieved, he was still very unhappy about Cordri's change of heart at the last minute, so he simply took advantage of Cordri's speculation and said unhappily:
"Oh, Lord Cordelli, if you don't know me, you might be a masseur from somewhere, who can only pinch and scratch the starry sky."
Cordelli thought it was just Li Yu's impotent rage because he hadn't completed his goal, so he didn't take it seriously. He shook his head and said, "Then you have misunderstood. I have tried my best."
"Humph!" Li Yu snorted coldly and ignored him. Instead, he ordered in the channel: "Go collect the scattered flesh and blood."
The reason why Kodry dared to change his mind at the last minute was that in his opinion, although Li Yu was very likely the direct descendant of a big shot in the alien camp, he had a very high status.
But that’s all. Such people don’t have much say in the power.
As long as I don't kill him, it won't be a big deal to the alien camp.
In the eyes of a powerful force of that level, overall gains and losses are always greater than individual gains and losses.
Just like Li Yu almost killed Morgan before, but now as long as there is a chance for cooperation, the Ark of Savior will pretend that nothing happened.
As for whether the contact information Li Yu gave him was real or not, he didn't care, because he had been planning to let him go from the beginning.
If it's real, it would be better. If it's fake, he won't lose anything.
Glancing at the warships that were cleaning up the battlefield and collecting flesh and blood, Cordri didn't care.
Although the flesh and blood still had some value, it was not something he valued.
"The Ark of Salvation is not a sincere cooperation."
In the cabin, Horus was also a little unhappy. If he could intercept the Nightmare Shield, it would not do any harm to him.
And revenge for the backstab of the parliament.
"Don't worry..." Li Yu comforted, "Compared to our last partner, it's much better."
Their last collaborator was, of course, the Glorious Council.
Horus was speechless. He couldn't say that.
However, he looked at Li Yu who didn't care at all, and he was a little confused: "The Nightmare Shield slipped away right in front of you, and you don't care? This is not your character."
"What else..." Li Yu spread his hands: "Go find Cordelli and make a scene?"
"Men over 20 should stop being so childish and be more mature." He patted Horus' shoulder with a little emotion.
Horus was in a state of confusion. 20 years old? He was about to celebrate his 3,000th birthday!
His shoulders shook slightly, and Li Yu's palm was shaken away. He left here with an expressionless face.
Li Yu rubbed his palms and shook his head.
There were more than five thousand warships used to collect the flesh and blood of Rohan, and the internal cabins of each warship were filled to the brim.
The [Symbiotic Reproduction Suit] on Li Yu's body couldn't wait and extended tiny blood-colored tentacles.
Almost all of the essence of Rohan, the god of flesh and blood, is here, with only a small piece of his flesh and blood escaping.
The thick blood-colored tentacles pierced into the constantly wriggling flesh, and a steady stream of essence was devoured by the [Symbiotic Reproductive Suit].
After all this flesh and blood is devoured, the [Symbiotic Reproduction Suit] will definitely become stronger.
Li Yu was slightly looking forward to it.
…
Troll Army
Raymond stood in front of the porthole with a melancholy look in his eyes. The troll soldiers behind him were working in an orderly manner.
However, the vast majority of those engaged in civil service are not trolls, but mostly interstellar humans, or other races that are quite intelligent.
As for the troll, those who understand will know that he is a reckless man, only suitable for fighting, not for any delicate work.
"Captain, the empire has approved an additional 50,000 enrollment quota for us this year. Our legion will become stronger again." A troll came to Raymond excitedly and pointed at the smart terminal in front of him.
However, contrary to his expectations, the legion commander's tone was very calm and not excited: "I understand."
The troll scratched his head, as if he wanted to say something, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a word, and left shaking his head.
What he didn't know was that Raymond, who had his back to him, had a gloomy face.
Another fifty thousand!
Where do these 50,000 come from? They can only be recruited from the trolls’ home planet.
Serving in the Troll Army, there will be more or less casualties, and the dead and injured are all Trolls.
Since the establishment of the Troll Army, the number of casualties among the Trolls has increased exponentially each year, while the number of Trolls on the Troll home planet has been decreasing.
Trolls with a little bit of brains will leave the Troll Homeworld and go to other places after they reach adulthood, rather than serving in the Troll Legion.
If they continue like this, it won't be long before the entire troll race will die out.
However, he could not resist the orders from the Star Empire. This was like boiling a frog in warm water. He could only wait for death while struggling.
"Five-blood troll..." His eyes flickered, and I don't know what he was thinking about.
At this moment, a loud laugh was heard.
"Haha, Raymond, the coordinates have been calculated!"
Ted's projection suddenly appeared, causing Raymond's heart to beat violently. His face darkened. "Couldn't you have informed me before accessing the projection?"
Since the two were jointly responsible for the military operation, authority was shared.
Ted can directly bypass the various authority barriers of the Troll Army and access the projection.
"I'm too excited, aren't I?" Ted said excitedly, "Those nerds finally figured out the coordinates. We have to act quickly. Otherwise, if we miss this opportunity, I don't know how long the Empire will have to wait."
"Well, share the coordinates." Raymond nodded indifferently, without seeming to have much emotion.
"How come you are not surprised at all, and not excited at all?" Raymond's reaction made Ted a little unhappy. He came over to inform Raymond excitedly, but the other party had no reaction.
Raymond glanced at him and said, "It's expected that the coordinates will be calculated. There's still a fierce battle waiting for us. What's there to be excited about?"
"Hmph..." Hearing this, Ted seemed to have thought of something and said coldly, "They are a bunch of rats in the gutter who only dare to do things in secret. This time, let them remember how powerful the Empire was."
Raymond remained silent and had no special reaction to Ted's bold words.
Ted was extremely unhappy with Raymond's appearance, but he was helpless and could only look for a breakthrough from other places: "By the way, the Empire approved my expansion application, and soon there will be 100,000 four-armed Titans joining the Legion, haha..."
"I originally thought the Empire would cut my military spending."
Raymond glanced at Ted, his eyes hiding complex emotions, and this look made Ted inexplicably irritated.
"Raymond, why are you so different from other trolls? I can sometimes have a good chat with your lieutenants, but why can't I have a conversation with you?"
Because they were all a bunch of brainless people, Raymond shook his head, too lazy to pay attention to him, and forcibly closed Ted's projection permissions.
"The direct forces are keeping their troops in place, and we are left to fight all the hard, dirty, tiring, and loss-making wars... Empire, you have made a very good calculation..."
The Troll Legion and the Four-Armed Titan Legion are famous in the interstellar space, and such fame is accumulated through every living member of their own kind.
Raymond knew clearly that the combat effectiveness of the empire's direct legions was not weaker than theirs.
But in the interstellar space, it is not noticeable and has been hiding silently .
…
In a certain building, a slightly old man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his office, looking at the dense meteors in the distance.
These are all traces of propulsion left by the spacecraft coming and going.
This is not only an interstellar trade transit station, but also an important transportation hub, and it is very prosperous.
"The coordinates have been calculated, let's get ready for action." He spoke in a low voice, and there was a bright blue projection on his left.
The other party was a humanoid creature with vertical pupils similar to those of a snake man and messy long hair. He looked quite surprised when he heard this:
"As expected of the ubiquitous innovator, both legions have been placed under martial law, and we haven't heard from our people for a long time."
"I didn't expect you would be able to get specific information."
"The reformers have too many tentacles. Do you want me to tell you about them one by one?" the old man said in a flat tone.
"That's not necessary. I'm afraid of wasting too much time. I'll go and inform the Blood Duke." At this point, the man paused and said in an inexplicable tone:
"I heard that Tigor couldn't hold on any longer. Did you get involved in that matter?"
The old man said calmly, "Human energy is limited, and so is strength. Don't focus on too many goals. Just do the things in front of you first."
"That's right." The projection casually echoed a few words, and it was unknown whether it believed it or not, and then it disappeared here.
The old man looked at the crowd below, not knowing what he was thinking about. His body gradually began to become unfocused. It turned out that he was also a projection.
…
On a giant mountain shrouded in gray mist, the Nightmare Shield fell on the mountain with a bang, making trembling sounds from time to time, as if seeking comfort from its owner.
There was a striking piece of flesh stained on the surface of the shield.
The Nightmare Knight looked down at the shield on the ground. The bone horse crawling on the ground snorted, and the gray-white flame in its head burned vigorously. It was unknown what emotion it expressed.
The moment the Nightmare Knight saw the Nightmare Shield, he understood what had happened, but no emotion could be seen behind the black helmet.
But the fire in the bone horse's head seemed to shrink back.
He raised his hand, and the Nightmare Shield fell into his hand. His fingers covered in black armor wiped the flesh on the shield.
"waste……"
The Nightmare Knight uttered two words, which were like thunder exploding in the gray fog. The entire sea of fog was shaking continuously, as if it was afraid of his anger.
The blood clot trembled, blood light appeared, and condensed into a vague shadow, as if it wanted to say something.
But the Nightmare Knight did not give him a chance. He rubbed his middle finger and thumb lightly, and a gray thunder flashed. The last blood clot turned into ashes and drifted away with the wind.
Rohan didn't even utter the last word.
All ambitions, aspirations, and delusions became empty talk at this moment.
Miserable wails came from the void. They were the wails of the believers. The gods they believed in had died.
Their faith collapsed, which for them was a disaster far more terrible than death.
The Nightmare Knight could see through the endless starry sky that on the red planets, large groups of believers shed tears of blood and roared at the sky.
Use your body and soul to cast an extremely vicious curse on the murderer who killed the gods.
"Too noisy..." The Nightmare Knight's voice was dull. Upon hearing these two words, the bone horse crawling beside his throne instantly perked up.
The gray-white flame in the head was extremely vigorous, and the whole body exuded an indescribable power, making strange sounds, as if seeking the consent of the Nightmare Knight.
"Well." The Nightmare Knight's head moved slightly, "Go ahead."
After getting the master's permission, the bone horse snorted happily, and then stepped into the endless void.
A road burning with endless flames appeared under its feet, and at the end of the road were red planets.
All that was left behind were traces of fire left by the four hooves.
