You became an emperor by letting me AFK.

Feng Tianyin was very clear-headed; she had only made contact with that Queen Brahma and there was no need to interpret any deeper meaning.

Just consider it as someone making friends.

What she was truly concerned about was the enormous changes in psionic energy. On one hand, a higher level of demons had officially emerged in the warp, and on the other hand, human psionicists were constantly improving their abilities, so she had to be careful...

Suddenly a messenger rushed in and reported:

"Your Majesty, breaking news: the war between Saran and Malaya has escalated to a fever pitch, with both sides openly recruiting pirates and even controlling their own clans to fight."

Ok?

Since there was no indication that the scale was small and not enough to pose a threat to a power as large as the Great Qian Dynasty, it was not a significant threat.

However, the nature of the situation was dangerous and required attention, so Feng Tianyin immediately gave the order:

"We must remain vigilant and intervene if necessary. At this critical juncture, we cannot allow dangerous psionic techniques to run rampant."

Eastern side of the intercontinental sea.

A warship bearing the banner of the Great Qian Dynasty sped along, arriving at the edge of the battle between the two countries of Saran and Malaya amidst a hail of cannon fire.

The captain, peering through his binoculars, clicked his tongue in amazement, “There’s so much psionic energy that it’s making the weather worse.”

They could sense a terrifying energy reaction filling the air, even distorting some phenomena in the material world, manifesting as hurricane clouds that shouldn't exist in the inland sea, drastically increasing the danger level.

This phenomenon was previously a mystery.

It was only through the inner palace's continued research into navigation that it became clear.

This is such a hassle.

Surveillance is no easy task. In fact, this is a small team of three ships that came upon receiving the news. Two of them were separated by the storm and could not be contacted for the time being. Only their eyes could witness this extraordinary battle.

Ahead, dark clouds emitted rumbling firelight and booming sounds; even if one couldn't see clearly, it was clear that a fierce battle was raging.

The waves surged and the wind howled.

The sails of the Daqian warship rattled incessantly, seemingly about to tear the hull apart.

They had to hold onto the mast, ropes, and railings to keep their footing, their ground heaving violently, and then a torrential downpour began.

Whoosh!

The curtain of water soaked the canvas, drenching everyone's clothes. Raindrops pounded the deck, splashing up more raindrops, weaving a curtain of rain as far as the eye could see. The rain didn't seem to be falling vertically; a gust of wind changed it to fall horizontally.

It felt as if a giant water curtain had slammed down on us.

In contrast, the sound of cannons finally ceased under the dark clouds in the distance, since the gunpowder had all become wet.

"Damn, those guys have finally quieted down." The first mate signaled to the helmsman to speed up and said loudly, "We also need to be prepared to evacuate at any time. The most crucial task is to confirm the level of psionic contamination, understand?"

"yes! "

The entire fleet sped up and finally passed through the rain.

They were shocked to witness dozens of warships collide and huddle together, creating a small foothold on the sea.

The boarding action reached a fever pitch.

Because the torrential rain greatly reduced the performance of the artillery, both sides simply used rams and engaged in close-quarters sword fighting after contact. At this time, the naval battle was as lively as a land battle.

Saran's soldiers had relatively well-formed formations and were better trained, often operating in twos and threes.

The Malay soldiers had the advantage of superior equipment, which they had purchased from Daqian Trade. It is estimated that they had been preparing for this for a long time and were planning to seize air routes from their neighbors, so they would not suffer any losses in a fight.

The Daqian people also discovered the presence of a third party at the scene:

Pirate ship.

Or rather, they were actually mercenaries. Both Saran and Malay hired some of them, which resulted in the pirates splitting into two groups and fighting each other.

"Watch me chop you all into minced meat and use you as bait."

"Today you will all perish at sea."

"All the treasure is mine!"

Gradually, the pirates began searching for the treasure, which made the scene increasingly chaotic. As they fought for the treasure, they started pushing and shoving each other, and now everyone was fighting.

The group of mercenaries hadn't expected to do anything, but their own chaos caused the other teams to fall apart, leaving the scene in complete disarray.

The observer holding the binoculars said in confusion, "I can hardly tell who's on whose side anymore."

"These guys have terrible discipline."

The captain hit the nail on the head: the other side's organizational capacity has a very short shelf life.

The reason they haven't collapsed yet is that there's nowhere to escape on the sea, and they're surrounded by storms. They have to take down the enemy first, otherwise they won't be able to leave safely.

They noticed the observation from the Daqian warship.

But I couldn't afford to worry about that.

What the other party is thinking is completely unimportant; dealing with the enemy in front of us is already exhausting enough. As long as the Great Qian doesn't directly enter the battle, we can pretend we didn't see it and it doesn't matter what happens.

The center of the battlefield grew increasingly chaotic, with some engaging in frenzied fighting, their faces contorted in grotesque expressions, their psionic energy surging, and some even tearing at their enemies.

They've gone mad. Many people have gone insane, and the battle is gradually turning into its primal form.

Not right.

The people on the Great Qian reconnaissance ship looked at each other. Although they did not have a professional priest, they had a detection token. Sure enough, when they took out the psionic compass, they found that the power of pollution was off the charts and that it was secretly brewing subspace erosion.

"That's impossible. Xia Yi just suffered a major blow to the subspace."

That was the result of Heaven's intervention.

As everyone knows, a crisis can be averted invisibly; similarly, this material world will not be in danger in the short term.

"Yes, so no evil spirit dares to respond to this madness. It is everyone's own power that has triggered the already residual pollution, which in turn affects them... They won't necessarily transform into a familiar, but they will definitely become more bloodthirsty and brutal."

"what to do? "

"The war is bound to escalate, so be prepared."

The warships responsible for surveillance chose to keep their distance further, avoiding any entanglement with these guys to prevent getting into trouble.

...

Port Borneo was relatively close to both Saran and Malay, the two countries at war, so it received some of the refugee ships, and people continued to flock there.

Today is especially special, with the entire port decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations and a procession of guards.

Her Majesty the Queen visited the site.

She was gazing into the distance from a dock. It had been five days since she arrived, and she also wanted to meet someone—Dai Qingshuang, the leader of the Daqian delegation standing beside her.

"Priest, you sensed it too, didn't you?"

"of course."

Both of them possessed top-tier psychic abilities and were highly sensitive to the surging energy from afar.

I never imagined that the pollution caused by the war between the two countries would reach this level.

"...However, they mainly brought it upon themselves. They should be grateful to Heaven, otherwise the subspace would have taken advantage of the situation."

Let's get back to the main topic.

Although the two discussed the topic of immortal psychics, their discussion remained strictly businesslike, each with their own interests to uphold. They were not representing themselves, but rather the collectives they represented.

Dai Qingshuang's purpose in this trip was to persuade others, with the goal of legitimizing the Heavenly Dao Sect's beliefs.

The target is this queen: Zhuang Qing.

She is powerful and far-sighted; she must be an important figure who cannot be ignored if one wants to spread Christianity on the Hainan coast between the mainland and the mainland.

Borneo is a polytheistic country with different sects. While relatively lenient, it requires certification. For example, the government grants administrative divisions and tax breaks, which is itself a means of controlling religion. The priests of the Great Qian Dynasty were happy to adapt to local customs and establish themselves there first.

"To be honest, I also aspire to the Way of Heaven."

"When I sensed the power of the subspace, I saw their fear, which was directed against the Heavenly Dao, so only He can protect us."

"And your high priest is also very special. I really want to talk to her in person."

"can."

Dai Qingshuang agreed without hesitation, after all, it was her duty.

Zhuang Qing smiled and said, "I will acknowledge the status of the Heavenly Dao Sect in our area. In return, you should also work with us to restrain this war and prevent the flames of war from spreading here."

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Chapter 155 The Queen's Encounters in the Great Qian Dynasty (6K)

The ports in the south of the Great Qian Dynasty.

The aftermath of the pirate wars still damaged various shipping routes, with some merchant ships even bearing charred and damaged marks, clearly indicating that they had been attacked.

They disembarked, still pale-faced, and exclaimed, "It was terrifying! I thought we wouldn't make it back."

"Those lunatics will even kick someone who's just passing by."

"Inhumane."

The sailors on the other merchant ships also complained, clearly the area of ​​broken islands to the east was becoming increasingly dangerous and it was not suitable to sail there for a while, otherwise casualties and losses would be inevitable.

However, some speculators are eager to try their luck, as everyone knows that the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.

Port management also finds it difficult to completely curb the risky actions of civilians.

It will only get more chaotic then.

In addition, the temporary relief efforts for refugees have also made the port area noisy. This has affected normal trade, which the management cannot tolerate, as any obstruction at a single dock will disrupt trade.

"Report this to Xia Yi immediately and ask the temple to come up with a solution."

"We can't worry about that now. The Heavenly Dao Festival, marking the 100th anniversary of enlightenment, is almost here. It's only a month away, so everything has to give way."

"That's true. Now that you've brought up holidays, I suddenly don't want to bother with them anymore."

"Let's talk about it after the celebration."