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Volume 1 Chapter 383 The Arrival of the Gods

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    Chapter 383: The Arrival of the Gods

    The Lord stared at Khal Drogo closely. After a long time, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.  "Really? I think things are too simple." He turned around and looked at the silvery water curtain-like space door in the distance, "Kaa, I need you to explain this to me in detail.  The story of the world." His voice was calm and low.

    "As you wish, great venerable one." Khal Drogo bowed respectfully and saluted, and the trembling in his heart returned to calm.

    "" It took a long time before Khal Drogo finished describing what he had seen and learned in this world. He looked up with some worry at the venerable man who had been sitting silently on the Red Flame Throne for a long time.  He knew how complicated and unimaginable the things he said were to the people living in the eternal space.

    "Is this human being?" The Venerable exhaled softly and murmured.  Although the voice was very soft, Kao Zhuoka could still hear it while he was bowing. A complicated and unintelligible light flashed in his lowered eyes.

    "Then where do you think we should go next?" The Venerable seemed to realize his gaffe. He coughed lightly and said, "If we can't leave here, we will just jump from one prison to another."

    "The League of Gods!" Khal Drogo looked at the dark and endless starry sky in the distance and whispered, "That's the closest place to here! There are people there who believe that gods really exist."

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    Ilio has been in a very bad mood in the past few days.  The star domain he governs is located on the edge of the Divine Alliance. It is sparsely populated and lacking in supplies. The only things that are abundant here are those rude and annoying interstellar pirates.  Apart from black market transactions, Ilio's only source of wealth is a few resource planets with scarce production.  However, in the past few days, the starship transporting ore has not arrived at the airport on time, and there has been no response to communications sent to several resource stars.

    Ilio was sitting at the dining table, his mood was so bad that he felt hungry.  He picked up the red wine glass in front of him, and his bad mood also ruined his mood for tasting the wine. He poured the wine that should have been savored carefully into his mouth, rudely like an interstellar pirate drinking inferior wine, and then stretched out his hand to tear off the honey.  The plump and oily duck wings of the juicy roast duck were stuffed directly into his mouth, not caring about the astonished looks of the butler and servants nearby.  He secretly cursed the alliance troops who attacked the resource planet under his jurisdiction in his heart, wishing them to be wiped out as soon as possible.  Apart from the fleets of the two major alliances, he really couldn't think of anyone else who would come to his desolate star field.  pirate?  They regard this place as paradise.  The black market here allows them to sell looted goods, and also allows them to purchase urgently needed food, supplies, and various weapons. If they are lucky, there will sometimes be decommissioned warships for sale.  They would not offend Governor Illio for the ores on a few deserted planets.

    Ilio once again raised his glass of red wine and shouted a vicious curse to his enemies.  Although he knew that these would not have any substantive effect, Ilio still felt that his depressed mood was slightly relieved. However, the guard officer who stumbled into the room ruined everything.

    "Your Majesty the Governor," the guard stammered, "go out and take a look." It was unclear whether his voice was excited or scared, but it sounded a little abnormal.

    The moment the guard rushed into the room, Ilio regained his coercion as the governor. He glanced at the panicked guard in front of him calmly, put down the wine glass in his hand gracefully, "Captain Dirk, guard  , I think as a glorious knight, your performance is not in line with the knight's style."

    "Fuck chivalry!" Dirk shouted loudly, "Sir, you'd better go out and take a look. The gods have come to the world."

    Dirk¡¯s words stunned Ilio for a moment, and then he suddenly understood the meaning of Dirk¡¯s words.  He stood up quickly, his fat belly touched the table, and blood-red wine poured out.  "What did you say?"

    Ilio doesn¡¯t know whether gods exist or not.  But one thing he knew very well was that miracles were real.  However, miracles rarely happen on other planets other than the "Miracles Star", and Ilio realized that maybe his chance to turn around had arrived.  Wealth, glory, a governor who attracted the attention of the gods

    "What kind of miracle is it?" Ilio asked.

    "'Miracle'?" Captain Dirk shook his head, "Sir, don't you understand? What I said is: the coming of the gods is not a miracle. You'd better go out and have a look." The captain of the guard pointed.  Curtained balcony, "You can see it from there!"

    Ilio walked towards the balcony, followed closely by his butler and servant.

    In a country that believes in gods, anything related to gods will attract the attention of the world.  As Ilio walked through the curtain onto the balcony, he realized that he might be the last person to get the news.  Standing on the balcony of the tall tower and looking around,The streets, rooftops, and even the flat fields outside the city were all filled with people, and everyone had their heads raised.  Ilio looked at the end of everyone's gaze and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.  What did he see?  A living god?  The white wings flapped continuously in the air, and the flaming red armor flickered under the scorching sun; behind the god, the warriors in flaming red armor stretched to the horizon, looking like red sunset under the scorching sun.

    Ilio felt that his legs were a little weak. For a less devout believer, the appearance of the gods did not seem to be something worthy of boasting and praise.  He turned around and asked, "Where are the monks in the temple?" At this time, perhaps he should listen to the opinions of his friends who were complicit in the crime.

    The captain of the guard, Dirk, knew all about the little secret between Ilio and the monks. He raised his finger and pointed to the hillside outside the city. "They are there! They are praying devoutly to welcome the arrival of the great god." The captain of the guard answered.  There was a hint of sarcasm.

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    The Dogo wise man returned to the capital star from the star of superpowers.  He brought back good news. With the joint efforts of the Akashic Society and the Alliance of Supernatural Powers, all forces agreed to the proposal to establish an extraordinary human alliance in extraordinary times.  Although there are still many follow-up questions, this is at least a good start.  In the battle of the Seris Stargate, the human fleet armed with high technology was vulnerable to the barbarians, and Charno's research on the barbarians' armor also showed that as long as the barbarians wore this kind of armor polished by pure energy crystals  , whether it is a person with supernatural powers or a person with mental power, they can only retreat until they find a way to deal with this kind of armor.

    Returning to the capital star with the Dogo Sage is the green dragon king Vaghal of the Dragon clan.  This time, it was no longer Yoren who accompanied Vhagar, but another older man.  The old man had long fiery red hair, a tall and powerful physique, and thick bones. Standing next to him was like standing next to a ball of fire. He had piercing eyes and was wearing a red scaly robe.

    "Fire Dragon King?" Yi Lexiang looked at the old man in front of him and asked in surprise.  There is no way to tell which generation the Dragon King's blood will revive. The ages of the Dragon Kings are also quite different. Sometimes there are even extreme situations where no Dragon King is born for several generations.  Like the green dragon king Vhagar, he looks like the new dragon king of this generation who has just recovered.  But Balerion, the Fire Dragon King, is different. He has led the dragon clan for three generations. In fact, it was his appearance that caused the dragon clan to rise again.

    "Yi Lexiang?" The Fire Dragon King was also looking at the young man in front of him. Is this young man with an unattractive appearance the one who received the gift from the Dragon King of Vhagar?  The most important thing is that he didn't feel any trace of spiritual power from the other party.  To Balerion, this was more surprising than the fact that the other party knew ancient secrets.  He has lived for nearly three hundred years and has seen all kinds of strange and weird things, but he has never seen any psychic or supernatural being who can hide himself to this extent.  If it weren't for Vhagar's repeated assurances that this general was indeed a genuine psychic, the Fire Dragon King Balerion would never have believed that the young man standing in front of him was actually a psychic like himself.  Of the powerful.

    As soon as he walked into Yi Lexiang's private residence, Mi Zhiqing and Fu Cailei, who had received the news early, greeted him.  Although Yi Lexiang strongly opposed building a special residence for himself in the capital star, he spent most of his time outside commanding the fleet and actually did not have much time to return to the capital star.  His parents are both in Anokhi and are cared for by dedicated personnel.  However, Bo Jiangang told him that since the founding of the Republic, every chief executive and military chief had a residence in the capital. This is a custom and a historical commemoration.  Of course, most people are already over sixty when they reach the summit. There has never been anyone like Yi Lexiang who has become the highest military officer before the age of thirty.

    Mi Zhiqing visited Balerion on the Star of Power when he was young. At that time, he was not the leader of the secret society. In front of Balerion, who was nearly three hundred years old, he could only be regarded as a underachiever.  As for Fu Cailei, he didn't know Balerion at all, but he just wanted to see what the three hundred-year-old Renrui looked like out of curiosity.

    Balerion looked at the flat and smooth glazed ground under his feet with interest, and then looked around at the jet-black mecha sculptures.  The glazed flat ground stretches all the way to the end as far as the eye can see, as if to add a little life to this unobstructed plain land, it is dotted with black mechas.  Balerion walked up to a mecha and touched it with his hand curiously, "Is it still new?"

    "This place was just built not long ago." Bo Jiangang replied seemingly casually.  On the other hand, Fu Cailei let out a groan. As the inventor and manufacturer of biological mechas, he recognized at a glance that these towering mechas were all biological mechas. At a glance, the mechas in Liuli Plain and the manor combined together were terrifying.  There are tens of thousands of tools,?Even more.  He didn't know the purpose of Yi Lexiang putting an expensive mecha here, but these mechas were by no means produced by Anokhi.  Fu Cailei felt a little unhappy when he thought that the mechas that were regarded as treasures in Anokhi were piled randomly on the empty plain like decorative sculptures.
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