On the side of the Navy Headquarters, Galen was busy preparing for the mysterious last enemy.

In order to learn more information, he directly found the five old stars who had been captured, and asked straight to the point:

"Who is that so-called Lord Imu?"

"This..."

The five old stars looked puzzled, hesitated for a long time and did not answer.

"How?"

Galen accentuated his tone with some dissatisfaction, and asked directly:

"At this time, do you still have any illusions in your hearts?"

"Whether you cooperate or not, the world government is completely finished."

"It's not that we don't say..."

The five old stars "Gorbachev", who have thoroughly recognized the reality, did not have the heart to resist at all, but said in a tone full of helplessness:

"In fact, even the five of us don't know who Lord Im really is."

"What?"

Galen was slightly surprised.

"That's right."

The five old stars "Churchill" stood up, and a look of the meeting appeared on their faces:

"The existence of that adult is a mystery in itself."

"All I know is that for as long as I can remember, Lord Imu has been in control of the Holy Land behind the scenes."

"All of us were carefully cultivated by Lord Imu from the clan when we were young, and when we were able enough, we were pushed to the fore by that lord and became the overt ruler of the world government."

"Over the years, we have gone from being young to old, and the appearance of Lord Im has never changed."

"And, you know..."

The five old stars "Churchill" sighed deeply, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes:

"The position of the Five Old Stars already existed when the World Government was born."

"And the five of us are just one of the many five old stars."

"If the five old stars in the past were all cultivated and manipulated by that lord like us, then Lord Imu would have lived for at least eight hundred years."

"So, he's supposed to be legendary..."

"Immortals who have undergone surgery for immortality?"

Galen heard the information about Lord Imu from the five old stars, and roughly guessed what kind of existence that Lord Imu was:

An immortal monster who uses the five old stars as puppets, regards the Celestial Dragon people as pawns, and secretly holds the authority of the world for eight hundred years.

Everything else is unknown.

However, Galen is more concerned about another issue than the identity of Imu:

"How strong is he?"

"Do you have any special abilities?"

The five old stars "Gorbachev" seem to be accustomed to his status as a slave after the collapse of the world government, and he answered very cheerfully:

"We don't know what Imu is capable of."

"However, we can be sure of this:"

"His strength is very strong, stronger than our five old stars."

In order to deter those puppet five old stars and let these Tianlong people work for him in peace, Yimu did show his strength a little in front of his subordinates.

Although he didn't use his abilities, just a simple physical technique could make top masters like the Five Old Stars see the insurmountable gap between himself and Imu.

"But..."

The five old stars "Gorbachev" paused slightly, but added another sentence to Galen:

"Although the strength shown by Lord Imu is strong, it is not much stronger than you."

"The strength you showed when you fought me just now is enough to compete with my impression of Lord Imu."

In this world, there is a ceiling to strength.

The extreme situation of eyes suddenly turning red, pupils suddenly deformed, and the scale of the battle suddenly changing from a village chief fight to Star Wars should not occur in this world.

No matter how talented a person is, no matter how good the opportunity is, the kung fu practice will almost come to an end when he reaches the realm of the four emperors and five or five.

A super powerhouse like Galen who can break through the limit of combat power and stabilize his strength at the level of the Four Emperors is estimated to not be able to produce one in more than 100 years.

No matter how strong Master Imu is, I'm afraid he won't be much stronger than Galen, who has already risen to level 18.

"In that case, don't worry."

Galen has absolute confidence in his combat prowess.

Since the strength of the two sides is not far apart, unless Lord Imu's ability is to make his hair suddenly turn blonde, it is impossible to beat Galen, who has systematic skills and a data-based model.

"So..."

Galen immediately asked another question:

"What is that so-called weapon of destruction?"

"It is the national treasure of our Tianlong people, the ancient weapon king 'Ouranos'."

The five old stars "Gorbachev" gave an answer that Galen had guessed a long time ago.

"Heavenly King?"

Galen smiled slightly, and asked with some puzzlement:

"How powerful is this Heavenly King, who claims to have the ability to destroy the world?"

"The world government has come to this point, and there is a chance to turn the tables with just one secret weapon?"

"It's not a turnaround..."

The fifth old star "Gorbachev" shook his head and sighed deeply:

"What Imu-sama has to do is overturn the entire table."

"The Heavenly King naturally doesn't have much effect on a strong person like you, but it does have the power to destroy the entire world."

"If you push Lord Im to such a point, he will surely push the whole world into the abyss."

Hearing this explanation, Galen's face couldn't help but become solemn.

In this sense, the position of the Heavenly King "Ouranos" is roughly similar to that of nuclear weapons, which may not guarantee the victory of one's own side, but it can guarantee that no one can win.

If that kind of weapon really exists, then it's really hard for me to attack Imu.

"So, what the hell is the Heavenly King..."

Galen was about to ask about the specific function of the ancient weapon king, but the phone bug in his arms suddenly gurgled and rang.

"Huh?"

"Who's calling at this time?"

He took out the phone bug and picked up the microphone with some confusion.

Immediately, there was a rumbling cannon sound from the "speaker" of the telephone bug, mixed with sporadic gunshots, fighting sounds, and screams.

Then, Spandam's flattering voice came from the phone bug:

"Lord Galen!"

"Spendham?"

After figuring out the identity of the other party, Galen became more and more puzzled:

The world government is completely finished, does this undercover agent still have any information to report?

"Lord Galen!"

The flattery in Spandam's voice grew stronger, and he reported to Galen excitedly:

"I have answered the call for justice and sounded the trumpet of the uprising in Maryjoya!"

"Now that the rebel army I led is bombarding the Ponger Palace, the banner of justice of Demacia will soon be planted on the head of Mary Joy!"

"What?"

Galen was a little surprised.

At the same time, his expression uncontrollably became a little strange.

However, Spandam naturally couldn't see Galen's face on the phone bug's side.

Galen's astonished and strange voice sounded to his ears like a surprise from Long Yan Dayue.

So, he immediately continued to speak to Galen in a more flattering tone about his great achievements:

"Not only that..."

"I have completely dissociated myself from my family of feudal bureaucrats, and the leader of the reactionary forces, Spandain, has also fallen into the net of justice under my righteous extermination of relatives."

"Please rest assured, Lord Galen!"

"I'm going to tie up that Draco shameless lackey myself in front of you and your girlfriend, and make this bastard pay for the tragedy he caused in O'Hara!"

"Hmm..."

Galen's expression grew more and more strange.

He didn't care about Spendham's betrayal of his father's glory, but...

"That..."

He held back for a long time before he asked in an extremely strange tone:

"Spendham, did you really run away to attack Mary Joya yourself?"

"Of course!"

There was no trace of nervousness or panic in Spandam's voice, only full of self-satisfaction.

After all, he had the impression that all that remained of Mary Joy was a group of fat pigs who were defenseless.

And the last of the forces of the world government are now in his hands, and the great credit for liberating the capital is simply at his fingertips.

"Well..."

Galen sighed deeply, and then said to Spandam on the other end of the phone:

"Since you are so brave and fearless, then I can only show my support."

"Comrade Spendham."

He lowered his voice and said in a formal tone of commendation to the martyrs:

"I assure you:"

"Your sacrifice will not be in vain."

"The Union and the people will never forget your contribution to the cause of justice."

"Huh?"

Spendam was a little confused:

"Sacrifice?"

"Won't forget me?"

"I'm not dead... Yes! ”

A frightened voice suddenly rang from the other end of the phone, and Galen felt a little harsh here.

Immediately afterward, the sound of artillery and gunfire stopped.

Instead, there was a continuous resound.

Like an earthquake, like a tsunami, like a storm, there is a great power in the sound.

And under the cover of this violent tremor, the screams and wails became weak soft groans.

Soon, the noise suddenly stopped.

A sound similar to the tearing of cloth came from the other end of the phone bug.

Galen could hear it as flesh tearing.

Then there was a dull crash on the ground, and the phone fell silent.

Apparently, the person who was holding the phone bug earlier is dead.

"Heh..."

"Jumping clown."

A voice that was as plain as water but cold to the bones suddenly sounded.

Then, with a rustling noise, the voice became clearer:

"You..."

"Is that Galen?"

"Yes."

Galen was about aware of who was on the other end of the phone, so he tentatively asked, "Are you that Imu?" ”

The other party didn't answer directly, but just coldly threw a sentence into the microphone:

"Don't rejoice too soon."

"Then comes the real battle."

As soon as the voice fell, the phone was hung up.

"Imdu himself appeared..."

Galen put down the microphone and couldn't help but mourn silently for the only victim on his side:

"Comrade Spendham, you are dying a vigorous death!"