"That's right!" Another elder of the Dornic faction agreed, "As long as our new starships equip the army in large quantities and give the Temple Knights wings to soar into the sky, we will no longer have anything to fear. And the Democratic Alliance and The Imperial Alliance cannot always focus on us, the war between them is not over yet."
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¡°Let¡¯s decide like this first!¡± Donik interrupted the opponents without politeness and made the final decision with a final word. Continuing the discussion would only make the whole meeting boring and meaningless, and he did not want to waste time in such meaningless arguments. The monks in the temple are still studying the "artifact" they seized from the secret society. As long as they can safely absorb the energy from the "artifact" and use the transformation technique without restrictions, he has a lot of time to continue entangled with them. As one of the eldest elders in the presbytery, Donik needs more and more mysterious energy to use the transformation technique. The energy carriers collected by the temple can no longer meet Donik's needs for the transformation technique. The problem of drawing mysterious energy from the "artifact" must be solved as soon as possible. He already felt that the life force in his body was becoming increasingly depleted. There was nothing more important than this.
The hall was silent. This is not the first time that Elder Donique has acted arbitrarily. Although some people still had a hint of dissatisfaction on their faces, they did not try to challenge Donik's authority. This satisfied him. He hurriedly left his seat and walked toward the back of the hall. His thoughts at the moment were all focused on that "artifact", and nothing else could arouse his interest.
After receiving the order from the temple, Yang Haojun had no choice but to let the secret society's armed ships sail openly into the atmosphere of the planet Gesar. Since that incident, he ordered the fleet to surround the planet Gesar, and no aircraft was allowed to take off. He had a hunch that neither Yi Lexiang nor Mi Zhiqing were dead. It is secretly hiding on the surface of the planet, silently waiting for the opportunity to escape. The short-sighted move of the temple will inevitably provide them with the best opportunity to escape, but this is no longer beyond his control. He began to look forward more and more to the moment when "that place" would open. But now the only thing he can do is wait silently!
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If the temple is the pinnacle of the power pyramid, then the base that supports it is the huge army and the large and small noble classes of each empire; below it is the huge number of civilians and poor classes. The birth of this deformed social system can be traced back to the "Great Purge Era" thousands of years ago. In the historical records of democratic societies, it was a dark age with no autonomy at all, an era in which all human beings were artificially divided into three, six or nine grades, and the standard of division was the genes promoted by the dictator. Optimization theory. This practice of deciding a baby's future from birth ultimately led to a human revolution and ultimately to the complete breakup of the Federation. To this day, the remaining shadows of the Great Purification Era can still be found in the Holy Alliance.
"Is there no news about the general yet?" Xin Qiang turned around and asked again. He had asked this question countless times, but no one blamed him or seemed impatient. After escaping from the underground tunnel, they temporarily hid in slum number 223445 under the leadership of several secret society warriors who were familiar with the terrain. But Yi Lexiang, who was supposed to join them soon after, never showed up. Everyone is grateful to this general who showed unparalleled fighting prowess. Without that general's efforts to turn the tide, everyone here would have no chance of surviving.
"Xin Qiang! Don't be anxious!" Mi Zhiqing comforted, "Hasn't your spiritual connection with A Xiang been interrupted? This means that he is safe now, and may not have joined us for some other reasons."
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"Xin Qiang!" Chen Yatian interrupted Xin Qiang, "The old president is right, the general will be fine. Even people like us can escape, let alone the general?"
There were gentle knocks on the door of the simple wooden house, three long and one short. The two secret warriors who were invisible at the door breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to open the door. A secret warrior wearing poor people's clothing walked into the room. He bowed slightly to Mi Zhiqing and then said, "I just received news that the temple has approved the landing of one of our armed fleets."
"Oh?!" Mi Zhiqing raised his head in surprise, muttered in thought for a while, then turned to look at Chen Yatian.
"This is an opportunity!" Chen Yatian said to the old president, "You can just take the secret society's starship to leave this place of right and wrong." He understood what the old president meant, and this was indeed a good opportunity. But they wouldn't leave, they wouldn't leave the general alone on an enemy planet.
"I understand!" The old president understood the choice of these soldiers, "I mean, can you send someone?"?I'll leave together. In this case, you can contact Charno. You guys alone can't take care of us if anything happens. There has to be someone to help you. "
"Yes, Yatian, you can leave with the old president." Xin Qiang nodded angrily, "Our people should be with Weimar now. They should be able to work. Besides, Wu Wei is also Someone needs to explain the situation to him. If the general never joins us, someone has to make a decision on what to do next, right?"
"I can't leave!" Chen Yatian frowned. If he leaves, the person with the highest military rank here will be Xin Qiang. In addition, the mecha regiments are all masters who are afraid of chaos in the world. Without his restraint, there is no telling what they would do. The most important thing right now is to find the general. He doesn't want anything to go wrong.
Mi Zhiqing turned his head to Xin Qiang, "Xin Qiang, how about" He knew what Chen Yatian was worried about.
"No!" Xin Qiang's answer was extremely firm, leaving no room for maneuver. "The general's whereabouts are unknown, so I can't leave. What's more, I can't tell clearly!"
Mi Zhiqing shook his head with a wry smile. These people are undoubtedly outstanding warriors. They regard death as nothing and danger as child's play. The most difficult thing is their loyalty to Yi Lexiang. At this time, it was already the dusk of the second day after the accident, but Yi Lexiang had not yet appeared. Even though Mi Zhiqing was convinced that Yi Lexiang was not in an accident, he could not help but feel uneasy. Where did this child go?
Yi Lexiang opened his eyes blankly. It seemed that he was in the basement of a certain building. The surroundings were dark and damp, and the small space was filled with all kinds of dusty debris. Why are you here? He looked around in surprise. The smooth walls were engraved with the unique patterns of the Holy Alliance. At least he was still within the territory of the Holy Alliance. He breathed a sigh of relief. He completely remembered what had happened before. When the storm gradually escaped his control at the last moment, he tried his best to drag the raging energy of the space into the deep space of consciousness. Under the unparalleled energy impact, he lost consciousness. But he couldn't remember why he was here.
He could feel that Chen Yatian and Xin Qiang were not far away from him. A map of Planet Gesar appeared in his mind. It seemed to be somewhere underground in Jade City.
The basement floor was covered with a thick layer of dust, and there were no other people's footprints around, as if he appeared here out of thin air. Yi Lexiang stood up carefully. The history of this basement should be quite long. There was no sign of any technological facilities in the room. Some of the wooden boxes stacked in the corners were rotten and collapsed into a pile of sawdust, revealing the contents stored inside. , it looks like stacks of neatly stacked paper books. The spiritual power came out of the body and he looked around, but there was no sign of any life activity. Outside the room was an underground corridor made of deep boulders. Yi Lexiang opened the door covered with iron sheets. The corridor was pitch black, the air was turbid, and there was a strong musty smell. As he walked along the corridor, the darkness seemed to not exist for him, and the scattered spiritual power was his eyes. Not far away, he found to his helplessness that it seemed that he had reached the end, and a section of the tunnel ahead was completely blocked by falling boulders. He turned around and walked in the other direction. On the way, he would occasionally find dead bones lying on the ground. There were also rusty long swords beside the dead bones. Judging from the style of the long swords, these people seemed to be temple knights. However, what is somewhat puzzling is that these people seemed to kill each other. The ground of the corridor was extremely smooth, but the direction was up and down. As he went deeper, there seemed to be more and more forks, and more and more bones were lying down. It seemed to be an ancient underground fortification. . Yi Lexiang secretly speculated that it was because there were decayed metal gates at regular intervals, and these levels were also the places with the most bones. Although the corridor was ups and downs, Yi Lexiang could still feel that he seemed to be getting deeper and deeper underground. The musty smell in the air was gradually replaced by hot and dry air. After passing through a huge gate, the flat boulders on the ground were replaced by earthy ground, and the walls were no longer square boulders but uneven rocks. He As if entering a naturally formed cave, a stench of sulfur fills the nose. Yi Lexiang's curiosity became more and more intense. It seemed that something was calling him deep underground, just like the feeling he had when he first arrived in Anokhi.
There was gradually a glimmer of light in the corridor. The light came from the dark red walls, like burning red iron ingots. He knew he had penetrated deep into the earth's core, beyond the rocky tunnels, perhaps to the flow of viscous lava. He was half-floating in the air, with his feet not touching the ground. The invisible shield formed by his mental power looked around him. The blazing high temperature around him was enough to scorch gold and sparkle. It was impossible for ordinary people to survive in such an environment. He was certain that the history of this hidden underground passage could be traced back to at least the early days of interstellar development. But could people of that era be far away from the earth and set up bases on such a distant planet?