Him and their stars.

Chapter 2250 Join me, and we can make the galaxy more lively.
Wei Yang is feeling very depressed right now.

He and his junior sister Qing Shuang are currently in Silver City, a colossal space city with a population of twenty to thirty million, and the largest orbital space city in the New World. It is a gathering place for all sorts of people from all walks of life and outlaws throughout the universe.

It's easy to imagine how out of place he and Qing Shuang, who clearly grew up in a happy environment, would be in such a situation.

However, it seems that no one is at all curious about who these young humans are or what they are doing here.

No, simply ignoring them wouldn't be a big deal. The problem is, they haven't encountered a single person.

Yes, Wei Yang and Qing Shuang had been carefully making their way along the wide, empty corridor for almost half an hour. They had maintained a high level of vigilance the entire time, but hadn't encountered a single person.

There are no enemies, allies, or NPCs.

These things were enough to make Wei Yang uneasy.

“People have seen scenes like this before.” Qing Shuang, who was a year older than Wei Yang and just seventeen years old this year, said to him, “In the academy, in the training ground that Grandmaster refined, it’s called the Time and Spirit Corridor, it looks like this. It can simulate all the scenes and battlefield environments we’ve seen, but there’s nothing inside.”

"Nothing at all?" Wei Yang repeated. Looking at his senior sister's stern face, he felt like she was telling a ghost story.

"Yes, no." The senior sister emphasized again, then, in a tone as if telling a ghost story, she suppressed her voice and said, "Of course, monsters and ghosts will appear based on your psychological trauma. How terrifying! The one you fear most will definitely appear when you are most helpless. With a 'plop,' your head will be bitten off."

"Did my senior sister's head get bitten off?"

"It wasn't me. But Gan Jiang, Mo Xie, and even Senior Sister Tai'a were bitten. I was already unconscious before I was bitten and was kicked out directly." Qing Shuang was expressionless but couldn't hide her smugness.

What's there to be proud of?
"A higher dimension, an intersection of dimensions and space, you constantly move in and out of the labyrinth of reality and spirituality." Qing Shuang added, "By the way, when exactly did you begin your journey to enlightenment? Both Grandmaster and Master Uncle said that the Daoist title Xuanyuan was prepared for you."

Wei Yang pondered for a moment and said, "We're cooperating with the Bracers Association to investigate this remote space city. It seems our operation isn't exactly a secret... Wait, the topic changed too quickly. Give me this title, who will recognize it as a 'sword name'? Once I have this title, I can congratulate my invincible father on becoming emperor, right?"

Qing Shuang nodded expressionlessly, seamlessly changing the subject again: "We didn't intend to keep it a secret either. The war is about to be won, and we can't let anything outside affect the overall situation on the front lines. The fact that someone could secretly build this space city on the edge of the New World amidst the tug-of-war of the AI ​​war must be suspicious. It's not surprising that they could set up such a trap. However, our goal is not to find out all the secrets, but to determine its force field."

Wei Yang thought her senior sister was right: "The first thing is to reunite with Karin and the others."

"Speaking of which, your elementary school classmate, the eldest daughter of the Mystic family, if she were to be frightened by the little monsters in the Time and Spirit Corridor, she could cry for a long time, right?"

Considering that although Senior Sister Qing Shuang had a blank face, she was actually a sharp-tongued and sarcastic person, Wei Yang decided to temporarily stop the conversation.

Suddenly, some sounds came from the other end of the corridor. Wei Yang stopped and pressed herself tightly against the wall.

Qing Shuang was even faster than him; the moment she pressed herself against the wall, she had already taken out her terminal. After a faint whirring sound, she telepathically said, "Very good, we are back in reality."

Wei Yang tensed up further and peeked out from the corner of the wall, seeing a group of people walking towards them in a side corridor.

At the forefront were two Mysander trolls clad in heavy armor, followed by a row of fully armed mech soldiers pushing a suspended rail.

From where Wei Yang stood, one could clearly see the warning symbol on the box indicating it contained highly dangerous alchemical artifacts. In addition, there was the emblem of the Imperial Wisdom Palace and an intricate serpent crest.

Upon closer inspection, those fully armed mechs were clearly the Imperial Armored Grenadier standard T-850F.

"Does this seem too deliberate?" Wei Yang wondered.

But at that moment, the two Mysander trolls raised their blaster machine guns and pulled the triggers at the corner of the wall.

They have discovered themselves.

Wei Yang did not dodge, but instead revealed a golden spear of light for a moment.

The magnificent colors, like the dawn, momentarily disoriented the approaching grenadiers.

By this time, Qing Shuang had already launched a counterattack before they could react.

She spread her arms, and the bow and arrows formed of aura shimmered in the void. She plucked the invisible, high-dimensional bowstring, playing deadly musical notes in the void.

The heads of the two trolls were instantly vaporized.

As their headless corpses fell, the mechs, exuding the aura of grenadiers, quickly pushed the crates to the other side of the passageway.

If we let them leave now, wouldn't all our suffering have been for nothing? Wei Yang thought to herself as she quickly pounced on them.

The grenadier in the captain's suit unleashed a devastating phase ion cannon at Wei Yang—the technological advancements brought about by the One Year War and the Omnic Wars were evident in every aspect of life. The original squad-level phase ion cannons could be miniaturized, with individual soldier deployment being one such example.

The fact that the AK, personally designed by a certain marshal, is gradually being phased out of the battlefield is a perfect manifestation of this.

However, this wave of ions passed directly through the elementalized Wei Yang, blasting a huge dent into the metal curtain wall behind him. The fragments even turned into powder in an instant.

Wei Yang was unharmed, but his vision was somewhat impaired. He could only vaguely see that the Imperial captain, the soldiers, and the floating box had all entered the corner passage, and the door was about to close.

"It looks like a trap no matter how you look at it," Wei Yang thought.

Just then, another sound came from next door.

Wei Yang turned around and saw three people running towards her from another corridor. A blonde human girl dressed as a traveler, and an Argonian and a Tirek, also dressed as travelers.

Of course, the girl's striking beauty made the Argonians and Tirekians appear almost like mere servants. However, Wei Yang naturally recognized them.

They are his old friend, Kataroe Mechdor, with whom he has shared a decade of friendship, skipped grades to finish university and has become a rookie Bracer, as well as veteran Bracers A and B.

Together with myself from the Spirit Research Society and Senior Sister Qing Shuang, we formed the investigation team to investigate this space city.

"Karin!" Wei Yang exclaimed in surprise.

"Weiyang, no!" The young bracer's voice was filled with anxiety: "It's a trap!"

I know this is a trap.

He was about to answer when Qing Shuang raised her lightsaber behind him and pressed her back against his.

"Buzz!" The magnetic field of the light blade swirled, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

Qing Shuang's lightsaber was blocked in mid-air by Wei Yang's standard back-sword stance.

"When did you find out?" she asked suspiciously.

"I noticed it when we emerged from the dimensional intersection," Wei Yang said coldly. "Where is Senior Sister?"

"Still trapped in the maze. Since you're Master Wang's last disciple, it wouldn't be surprising if you escaped at any time." The attacker, with his frost-covered face, put on an innocent expression: "However, just so you can understand, young master, we have absolutely no ill intentions towards you, nor would we dare to."

“I know. Everyone’s afraid of the old couple’s revenge. The magnetic storm pillar you used disguised as a lightsaber was just meant to knock me out.” Wei Yang said quite frankly.

Because he was so composed, the attacker seemed momentarily at a loss for what expression to wear.

But just as the guerrillas arrived to provide support, Wei Yang heard a subtle scraping sound, and the ground beneath his feet began to collapse.

...However, what is collapsing is not the ground here, but the entire space.

By the time Wei Yang realized what was happening, he had already arrived in a closed room.

The room was filled with hissing hoses and billowing steam from the ground, likely located in an auxiliary control room deep within the space city. Wei Yang composed herself and began to patiently observe the room.

There was an opening in the floor, perhaps an exit. He moved forward, trying to see more clearly, but felt a surge of boiling energy and a sudden increase in temperature.

Okay. Maybe it's actually leading to some kind of fusion reactor.

Wei Yang shrugged, walked directly to a closed wall, and used his light spear to blast open the armored wall. He looked at the exposed passage with satisfaction, and just as he was about to move forward, he retreated.

He suddenly realized that since the other party had gone to such lengths, it would be a shame not to give them a heads-up.

Having come from afar, I must see this through to the end.

He tightened his grip on the lance, listening to the hissing steam leaking from the hose and the rhythmic hum of electromagnetic waves. In this enclosed space filled with strange, semi-primitive machines and pipes, he seemed to be the only living being. Yet, his intuition told him otherwise.

Some people have been waiting for a long time.

“...Grand Duke Terra.” He scanned the room while sensing the presence of this being.

"My mad, foolish brother! I can sense you. Come out. Is this also a Dragon King?" Wei Yang mocked his unseen enemy.

"Or rather, are you afraid of me?"

As he spoke, the escaping steam began to churn, forming billowing, hot clouds. A tall figure appeared and strode across the hissing steam.

In his youth, he was like a newly sculpted statue from jade. Even walking through this dark and narrow passage, his golden eyes still burned like the sun.

This is a perfect dragon king.

At least in terms of appearance.

Wei Yang looked at the other person's black hair, which was the same as hers, and his facial features, which were at least five or six points similar. She took a step carefully and put away his light blade.

He suddenly felt that everything was incredibly boring. This investigation, the battles they had encountered along the way, and the person in front of him.

He was utterly devoid of any fighting spirit in the face of this mastermind.

“What duke? There’s no duke.” He patted his chest and said solemnly, “My innocent little brother! I want you to know that although my invincible mother has not officially ascended the throne yet, I am already the new King Bedor, and the Herald Academy has recognized it.”

"...The previous King of Bethune was almost a hundred years old and it was time for him to retire."

"Indeed. But he got what he deserved, being swallowed whole by Lord Ancalagan. What a fitting way for a dragon king to die."

Such a huge event has not revealed a single clue. Is the empire's civil war really that abstract?

"Did you build this city?"

"No," the young Dragon King shook his head. "It was caused by the snake."

“They’re so energetic,” Wei Yang replied, but she didn’t believe it at all.

“Well, to be precise, they dug it out,” Grand Duke Terra said. “After the Black Hole Omnic was activated, this place should have been a mobile fortress belonging to the Purge Protocol, but it lacked a core. The awakened Purge Protocol was just a cripple defeated by its father. It didn’t wage war. These are all opportunities.”

Grand Duke Terra's words were filled with growing confidence.

"King Velent is still cooperating with the serpent. He's pinning his hopes on this mobile fortress, alas... it's a pity he's no longer the serpent's head, but why can't the serpent cooperate with us?"

"So, you acted first and seized control from him?"

The young King Bedo smiled and nodded: "So you know, my naive little brother, you must be decisive when you act!"

"So, you're planning to hand this city over to your mother?"

Young King Bedo smiled and shook his head: "You should have known long ago, I was your brother back then. I was a rebellious person!"

"Indeed, but I don't think it's rebellion; it's more like some kind of madness."

“That’s not important. I’ve already made an agreement with Mr. Babalu of the Primal Color Commune. Once this fortress is repaired, I’ll hand it over to him. Whether it becomes a new Primal Color nation, a city-state, or an exclave of the Primal Color Commune, it’s up to him.”

"..."

This was something Wei Yang had never expected. Looking at the gloating gleam in the other's golden eyes, he could only sigh that he truly deserved to be a descendant of the Dragon King.

Fortunately, I'm a pure-blooded Earthling. Wei Yang thought, "The most emotionally stable people are the Seres."

“Of course, it’s not necessarily an enclave,” the young Dragon King said. “The Ninth Star Gate has been opened. The entrance is in Femo, and the exit is in the one next door.”

This is something Wei Yang just found out about.

Is this also an opportunity brought about by the Omnic Wars? However, that's not the point anymore.

"Why?" he asked, looking at the other person with a puzzled expression.

He found it hard to imagine that a dragon king would be involved with someone from the Primal Star Realm. The image of the Ero Khan tap-dancing with his invincible father was probably something else entirely.

By the way, do the Ero people still have a Khan?

The young Dragon King shrugged: "It's simple. Of all the newly emerging primary color nations, only the Primary Color Commune shows no mercy to my invincible father and the Pioneer Party. Did you read their editorial from last year?"

“No.” Wei Yang shook her head without hesitation: “I grew up in Nefi, and I’m already a capitalist in the Alliance.”

"How dare you say that! My innocent little brother, you're not exactly a filial son either!" He gave a playful and mad smile, revealing a golden light blade of the same design: "This was just handcrafted by my Queen Mother, it shouldn't be inferior to your Nearl."

At the same instant, Wei Yang also activated her light spear, but then gave a wry smile: "Why are we fighting? And what's the purpose of this trap?"

"Until this city is restored and handed over to the Primal Star System, you and your two little girlfriends should stay here quietly as guests. My deal with Mr. Babaru is a secret. To simultaneously sow discord among the Empire, the Alliance, and the Republic, and to embarrass our invincible father, we must not be careless! We must not allow any unforeseen complications."

"That's it? Wait, they're not my girlfriends!"

Confused by this reason, Wei Yang swung her hissing golden blade across the room, colliding with the light blade her brother was slashing at her.

He could feel himself being pulled so far that he almost lost his balance.

He might not be a match for his mad brother yet.

"The Dragon King is an abstract being that embodies both madness and greatness. But you, my unworthy brother, are the most abstract among the Dragon Kings."

"This proves that I will also be the greatest!" The Dragon King attacked again. His psionic energy, through the impact of the energy blades, seemed to transform into an immense burden, pressing down on his brother.

"Or, you can join me now! My brother, if we unite, we can make that great father lose face. We can definitely make the whole universe more lively!"

They faced each other, their gazes locked through the golden blades of light they clashed. In that moment, Wei Yang saw boundless determination in her brother's eyes.

That moment seemed endless.