This is not mechanical ascension...

Chapter 372 The time for resistance has come!

"Judgement Day..." Prince Costat's face looked extremely ugly, and the black cannon was reflected in his pupils, which vaguely felt familiar.

But 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 at the imperial base.

"Qinglong is actually a master craftsman..." He was surprised and stunned, yet also felt that it was both 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 a way to support it before they would choose to do so.

This shot was quite powerful. If we put ourselves in their shoes, if we wanted to maximize the lethality, we would have to aim at the Imperial base.

This is royal property and territory, so Costat naturally doesn't want to pay for Ryan's impulse.

At the same time, one of his ideas was completely settled: after Qinglong, there would be great use.

A barely perceptible spiritual fluctuation spread out.

"Ryan, this matter has become serious enough. Do you have to make it to the point where it cannot be resolved before you stop?"

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 Forge-star mechanics.

The cannon could not threaten his life. What he cared about was Qinglong's identity as a master craftsman.

But solemn as 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 cowardly at all.

Prince Costa looked frighteningly ugly.

Polk, who was standing next to him, had a flickering look in his eyes. The development of events was beyond his expectations, but in the end everything returned to the plan.

Dius and others have already sensed the spiritual fluctuations in the dark.

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 come a master craftsman suddenly appeared?" Dius looked up at the huge cannon in the sky, frowning:
"Although the space was torn apart, it was not teleported from somewhere else. The dimensional barrier did not react either. It was as if the giant cannon had been there from the beginning."

"How on earth did he do it?"

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 noncommittal.

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 for them to share what they have with each other.

He was also wondering if this guy had popped out from some big star cluster.

The terrifying ball of light from the muzzle of the giant black cannon flickered and seemed extremely unstable, causing the large number of life forms below to become frightened and keep retreating.

However, since 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 not forever." An untimely voice sounded behind him, not far from Robin. The man had a wriggling scar on his cheek, which kept twitching with a hideous smile.

His eyes fell on Robin, and he licked his lips with a teasing look, "The Supervisor is watching, you can't take the initiative to reveal your identity and secrets, no one can help you, don't worry, I will torture you."

Robin remained silent, his eyes cold.

……

"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 the only gun we have? It's far from enough."

As he finished speaking, the prince's eyes turned cold.

A silver-white mechanical body fell down in the field. It 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, do you want to intervene 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 person I recommended, so I naturally have to protect his safety. Besides, you are a prince, and it is really unworthy of aristocrats to bully a young man."

You have to protect my safety now. Why didn’t you react when Diaz attacked me just now?
Li Ming secretly complained in his heart. According to what the Holy Elephant of Tongyu said, this divine craftsman of creation had a very smooth personality and acted meticulously. Almost no one had ever seen his true form.

It is best at making powerful single weapons, and has good relations with many overlord-level bosses and even star 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 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 master craftsman's face darkened slightly.

The Mechanical Soul Master also landed at this moment. Ryan's face changed slightly. Prince Costat 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 Abel.

Gaint in the distance 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 Craftsman.

Just as Tongyu Shengxiang said, this master craftsman was relatively calm most of the time, but his style of doing things was very extreme.

He has been studying extremely powerful virtual intelligence technology, and has a good relationship with the Hammer Forger, both their enemy and friend. After he disappeared, he searched for him for many years.

I once mentioned an idea to the Hammer Forger 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 is connected to the mastermind behind the Black Hole Network.

The God of Creation felt a pang in his heart. Who asked the old man to capture Abel? He wanted to calm the matter down instead of making it bigger and bigger.

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, his anger and shame were greater than his fear. He was like a dead dog in the hand. Even if the other party was a master craftsman, he felt ashamed. Prince Costat's face turned green. The current situation had slipped 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 dies, it will have a huge impact on you.” The Mechanical Soul 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 actually handed Abel directly to Li Ming.

Li Ming was stunned, but he 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 killing Abel directly.

This master craftsman is a man of few words. Li Ming admires him in his heart. He regards Abel as his amulet.

"Ryan!" Prince Costat's mental fluctuations once again spread out, 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 if the empire retreated 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 operation of the cameras.

Although it's peaceful here, the interstellar network is in an uproar. It's been many years since we've seen such fun.

"Turn off external communications!" Prince Costat suddenly looked at Dius and the other man, who were watching with great interest.

Hearing Costat's words at this moment, he naturally declined, "I'm sorry, we still have secret data being transmitted to the outside world, and we can't shut it 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 bottom line of the empire!"

Dius's face turned 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 time the command is issued to the time it is closed.

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 rejected categorically, "This guy massacred nine nobles, including three grand dukes and four second-level councilors."

Polk was silent and sighed helplessly, but when Costat saw that he was silent, he pondered in his heart and added:
"If we can solve this problem at hand and add at least a hundred high-level lurkers, we can consider it."

"Fifty." Polk bargained immediately.

"Deal." Costat nodded and asked again, "How are you going to solve this problem?"

"Why did Prince Ryan make trouble?" Polk asked back.

Prince Costat said in a deep voice: "Because Qinglong killed Nicholas..."

Costat paused halfway through his words, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and he looked surprised, "Nicholas is in your hands?"

Polk suddenly smiled, with wrinkles on his old face. "Why do you think it was Qinglong who did it?"

Costat was stunned. Was it really not Qinglong who did it?
"Haha..." Polk laughed, "That's very interesting. I never thought that one day, there would still be people who doubt what our Holy Revolutionary Army has admitted."

Even Costat felt a little confused. Deus and Klaue looked puzzled. The empire had been fooled.

Inexplicably facing Shang Qinglong?

"It's your turn." Prince Costat was a little angry, and Polk calmed down, "Let's go."

He stepped into the field, and Prince Costat followed closely, 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 there was a bright white light emanating from Polk's pupils.

Then, his face changed drastically as he felt an extremely terrifying mental force surging along the vines that had penetrated into Polk's body.

not good! Fell 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 was distorted and he struggled in pain.

The blood-red barrier around them faded away, revealing two people.

"Polk?" Ryan looked at him coldly, 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 - Polk." Costat's face was a little dull, and his voice was heard, "Before he is executed, he has a few words to say."

Everyone was stunned and surprised. This was the second generation leader of the Holy Revolutionary Army, a super boss.

Li Ming's eyes flickered, and he had a vague feeling that the pioneer's back-up plan was coming.

Polk pondered, looking down at the huge crowd below, "The empire has become corrupt, and the treasure that suppressed the interstellar space, the Star of Eternal Silence, has long been lost."

"And the lost treasure of the Terrax civilization, the Holy Castle, is all within the Empire. There is enough treasure to create a new empire."

"For the civilizations, ethnic groups, and organizations that have suffered from the empire's oppression, the time has come to revolt. 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 dull, then twisted. A strong anger broke through Polk's mind control. His eyes were filled with thunderous anger, "You are looking for death!"

At such close range, the bloody fist, wrapped in endless violent force, 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 horrifying 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)