The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　A bronze alien-style building.

　In the room on the top floor of the building, Alianwen looked down at the rolling factories and couldn't help but sigh.

　The undulating buildings crawl like copper rust on the endless land, dim light falls from overhead, and pipelines stretch across the city like the blood vessels of a giant beast.

　"The yellow light from the secondary fusion isn't very pretty, but at least it provides a long-lasting light source for the entire engine area."

　Aryanwen turned her head and saw Raja sitting down at the table, his sea-blue eyes shining.

　"You are a salt man, a descendant of the Wuendai," she said.

　"It's an honor to be recognized by Hafurgaard," Raja nodded, "That's why they call me Mokada... Moksada. In their eyes, I'm the savior."

　Raja pointed to the eye painted on his head and said:

　"You should know that salt people can see the future."

　"Can you see the future, Mr. Raja?" said Ikason.

　"I'm only 37 years old, having just reached adulthood. I can't really be called a gentleman," Raja said with a humble smile. "I know this word expresses respect in the common language, and I'm very happy to receive respect from Hafjargad."

　The Raja waved his hand, and two servants in gray robes brought an iron container filled with water and poured it into two old-looking copper square cups.

　They handed the water to the two Hafurgaards. At the same time, Raja glanced at them:

　"I saw war," he said. "A war on the upper decks, with stars shining brightly on the battlefield, as the people of the Old Engine District overthrew the One-Eyed Raven."

　"Are you sure that the future you see is real?" Arianwen asked.

　To her surprise, the boy shook his head:

　"I'm not sure, Miss Havrgard. We've already lost the war once."

　"Failed once?"

　"A few days ago, the Star Trek suffered a major drift," Raja said, supporting his chin. "The Great Scepter suddenly shifted its position, pulling us out of orbit. The upper areas suffered heavy losses."

　A big drift...? Arianewen and Ikason exchanged glances and immediately realized what the incident was.

　- During the Shepherd's Chord incident, the interstellar spaceship Tamara-Toss was manipulated and used its own power to destroy the Starcon fleet.

　I didn’t expect that incident to cause such a change in the Star Crossing Alliance.

　Raja obviously noticed the expressions of the two people, but he did not ask, but continued to talk to himself:

　"Before the Great Drift, the entire Star Trek's internal structure was on the verge of collapse. The engine area housed three billion people, who had to endure the radiation of secondary fusion all day long, allowing their bodies to become deformed. And the One-Eyed Raven was solely in charge of trade—with the Tarik people, with the Starscorn people, and many, many more..."

　"Although the Tuki faction that rules the bridge area has always been in a high position, the actions of the One-Eyed Raven Odin Sharma far surpass those of his predecessors. Excessive exploitation has led to increasingly fierce conflicts between the various modules."

　“So, when the big drift happened, a melee started.”

　"The Unification Society, entrenched in the core area, revolted, killing all of Odin Sharma's men and seizing the core of the ship. The broadcast area and the deck compartments united, joining forces with the engine area to attack the upper decks, at one point capturing 50% of the ship."

　"I saw everything that was predicted... We rushed to the top of the deck and launched a general assault on the bridge area, believing victory was inevitable."

　"However, halfway through the offensive, the people of the Gravity Control Center were bribed by Odin Sharma, who disabled and even reversed the gravity generator. The starship's own gravity was no longer able to bind us to the surface. The reaction force threw the soldiers of the offensive alliance into the sky, and one by one they were killed by the firepower from the upper war fortress."

　"Finally, Odin Sharma personally activated the main gun, the Old Harpoon, and swept away all our shuttles and transport ships."

　When Raja said this, a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes.

　"I thought I was witnessing a foregone victory, but I didn't expect that what awaited us was complete and utter destruction."

　"We've been scattered. The Unificationists in the core area are now staying indoors. The warriors in the narrow spaces between the decks have suffered heavy losses and are being hunted everywhere. The gravity control has allowed Odin Sharma to deploy his troops, blocking our access to the upper deck..."

　Raja shook his head. He was very calm, so calm that it seemed a little inconsistent with his appearance.

　Alianwen chewed on what he said for a while, then said:

　"Odin Sharma is Hafirgard's enemy. He intends to plot a vicious incident in our world. Do you recognize what this is?"

　As she spoke, she took out a projection card with the image of the Meme Seed printed on it.

　Raja stared at the projection for a while, then shook his head slightly:

　"I don't know what this is."

　"But you know Odin Sharma," Arianwen said. "He, like you, is a descendant of the Salt People."

　Her tone was calm, yet contained a hint of scrutiny.

　Are there connections between the descendants of the salt people that outsiders cannot cross? Alianwen didn't know, so she had to be cautious.

　Raja was a smart man and he obviously realized this.

　"You know a lot, Miss Havrgard," Raja nodded gently. "Can I call you by your first name?"

　"Of course, just call me Alianwen," Alianwen nodded.

　"Well, Miss Aryanwen," Raja stood up, "you may also know that the blood between salt people is far thicker than salt. In our most primitive customs, kinship is far more important than anything else."

　"Odin Sharma was my uncle, but he broke the custom. My paternal clan was the leader of the bridge district. He killed my father and mother and cast me into the flames of the secondary fusion."

　"So, although we are both descendants of the salt people, I will never show any favoritism towards him, especially after the great migration."

　After saying that, Raja looked directly at Alianwen and Ikason.

　After staring at those eyes quietly for a while, Arianwen nodded:

　"I believe you."

　With a mass base of three billion people, coupled with Raja Pratap's identity, this might be a good starting point for investigating the Star Trek Alliance.

　If there really was an accident, he wouldn't be able to act rashly given the strength of the Guards.

　Alianwen turned her head and looked at the dim light outside the window:

　"It seems that it is impossible to deploy a communication base station here."

　"The impact of secondary fusion will interfere with this process. You are very smart." Raja nodded.

　"If I want to contact the outside world, where should I go?" Alianwen turned back.

　"Broadcast area," Raja said, "Only that area in the entire interstellar ship has intergalactic-level information transmission power."

Chapter 703 Moksada and His Scepter (Part 7) -3k-

　After the transport plane flew over another peak, a huge front-line base appeared right below.

　The city wall, made of black meteoric iron, is uneven, rough yet has a savage majesty. The wall is diamond-shaped, and the central area is dotted with black buildings.

　Perlis raised her head and saw the huge cannon called Old Harpoon not far from the front-line base.

　"Based on the size of that cannon and the energy it uses, it should be able to destroy a small satellite within 15 bombardments." Carly's voice sounded in Polys' ears.

　"Not bad," Perlis nodded slightly, "Have you found their command center?"

　"Found it," Carly chuckled. "Still using the old method?"

　"Strong brick flying never gets old."

　Perlis handed over the control of the transport plane to the black bird, then turned around and walked towards the cabin door.

　Directly below, in the main building at the center of the front-line base, the communications worker was once again trying to establish a connection with the transport aircraft:

　"...Information is out for identification code, please reply upon receipt..."

　"Radar identification complete. It's the transport plane sent out to recover the Star Defiance shuttle," the analyst muttered. "I didn't see it returning with any wreckage."

　"Fifteen minutes of radio silence..." The communications operator turned around. "Commander, what should we do?"

　The commander stood by the transparent wall, looking up at the transport plane roaring towards him.

　Before he could give the order, he saw a red meteor leap down from the edge of the transport plane—

　"Om——"

　A red meteor, swirling with lightning, streaked across the sky and fell towards the front-line base below.

　At this moment, the commander finally came to his senses and whispered:

　"Fire."

　“Boom—Boom—”

　Two green beams shot into the sky, one of which directly penetrated the transport plane, and sparks of explosion bloomed in the air.

　The other one hit the red meteor head-on and was immediately split into two -

　"Hit! But can't penetrate!" the gunner shouted.

　"Concentrate all firepower!"

　Inside the front-line base, heavy artillery pieces were raised and aimed at the red meteor.

　"Boom—boom—boom—"

　Beams of light shot towards the sky, but were refracted the moment they touched the red meteors and shot away into the distance.

　It is unstoppable—

　“Ka-ka-ka-ka…”

　Just as another round of shooting was being prepared, the commander discovered that the red meteor suddenly split.

　It split into two... No...

　Twenty!

　Above the sky, Perlis swung the Broken Star, and the broken sword blade turned into countless meteors and scattered in all directions.

　Very good, they used a volley, which made it easier to solve the problem in one go -

　"call"

　The broken meteors flew towards the heavy artillery positions, and red lightning burst out in the moment of acceleration.

　They fell to the ground one after another, and the green light of the explosions exploded one after another and sprayed into the sky.

　"Sir, our artillery array... has been completely destroyed..."

　The analyst's hands were shaking and his teeth were chattering.

　If I'm not mistaken, the entity first destroyed the elite troops that went to recover the wreckage, then stole the transport plane, and finally obtained the coordinates of the base directly through the transport plane...

　An entity... massacred the elite troops at the forward base?

　The commander clenched his fist and roared:

　"Get the White Hunters ready! Whatever that entity is! We will destroy it!"

　"Received...Received!"

　""

　In the sky, Perlis looked down at the base's central building which was getting closer and closer, and swung the hilt of her sword.

　The blades of Shattered Star flew up from all over the base and quickly returned to her side, piecing together to form a complete sword.

　Perlis didn't aim to land on the main building of the base. She was afraid of collapsing the building, so she chose an open space in front of the main building.

　"boom"

　The moment the red meteor fell, dozens of meters of flames exploded, stirring up waves of gray dust.

　When the dust settled, Perlis walked out with the broken star in her hand.

　In front of her, a row of tall figures wearing black armor and turbans were standing side by side.

　"Stop, entity."

　The man in the lead took two steps forward and swung his hand, sending an arm blade flying from his arm.

　As soon as he pulled the rope, the chainsaw on the arm blade started to spin at high speed, and sparks burst out from the blade.

　"Surrender," he whispered, "or you will bear witness to the power of the White Hunter."

　"You are the White Hunter..." Perlis whispered, "I am also a White Hunter."

　She took a step forward, and the moment she took the next step, it turned into an exploding thunder, stabbing forward.

　Engine Area - Lower Hull

　In the dilapidated factory, Alianwen came to a workbench under the guidance of Raja.

　At the workbench, a girl wearing a knitted hat and work clothes was working. When she heard footsteps, she looked up and greeted Raja:

　"Moksada, you finally have time to see me?"