The helm of the Mafia, the interior of the ruins of a floating island with modest architecture.

On the stone table facing the courtyard, there was a small computer at this time, and the battle screen of the Black Wing Great Demon was playing on the screen.

Behind the stone table is an antique stone bench, and Ivan sits on the stone bench and watches the video, from the beginning of the battle to the end, he always has a calm expression.

The Golden Clown stood behind him, silent the whole time, and waited until the whole video was played to the end, and then said in a tone of pleading:

"I'm sorry, but we seem to be underestimating the protoplanet's combat power. ”

"It's not you, it's all about subspace projection, it's the will of the planet. The Blackwing Archdemon could split through the energy barrier and force a landing, but the Mechanical Legion couldn't. Fight single-handedly...... I have met an opponent blessed by the will of the planet, and this general of mine is really unlucky. ”

As he spoke, Evan reached out and touched the screen, zooming in on the image of Maser Monaghan:

"Among the thousands of planets I know, there is only one planet that can give birth to self-will, a very rare special existence. This woman is the spokesperson of the primordial planet, or rather...... The one beloved by the will of the planet. ”

"If the Blackwing Great Demon wreaks havoc on the primordial planet, the counterattack of the planet's will will definitely become more intense. At that point, it won't be as simple as banishment...... ”

After hearing his words, the golden clown seemed to understand something, and his eyes gradually showed a hint of surprise, and then he raised his head sharply, and exclaimed in a tone of admiration that was beyond measure:

"Is this the original purpose of your order to try to appease as much as possible?

I'm not me, don't talk nonsense!

Ivan wanted to tell it that, but because of his identity, he could only express it in a tactful way:

"I wasn't expecting this yet...... All in all, if you want to deal with these thugs who can't be landed, the process of conquest must be iron-blooded, and only after conquest can you be tender. The Blackwing Great Demon was planted in the hands of that woman because he didn't know how to be flexible...... It's good to teach it a lesson this time. ”

"Subordinates keep in mind!" replied the golden clown respectfully.

"The greater the conquest, the more complicated the process of execution, and sometimes my orders will tie you down. In this case, I allow you to have room for self-judgment, as long as it does not contradict the ultimate goal, and you can be flexible when you carry out orders. ”

Speaking of this, Evan stood up from the stone bench, turned his back to the golden clown, and said meaningfully:

"You are the first mechanical life I created, and you are special to me, just like my son Fischman. In the future, you will have to shoulder a heavier mission, and this conquest of the Impossible Land is the first step in your mission. ”

"Subordinates obey!"

The golden clown touched his chest with his left hand, and knelt on one knee with a puff, his red electronic pupils flickering violently, and he replied with great excitement.

"Get up, I don't like to bow down. Ivan motioned for it to get up, then asked:

"What's next for you?"

"Returning to the master, taking advantage of the fact that the leaders of the lawless are gathered on the primordial planet, the strength of their respective territories has seriously shrunk. I suggest launching an attack immediately and launching a blitzkrieg against the planets of the ocean ruled by the Ironscale Pirates! As long as the Ironscale Pirates are eliminated, the lawless will lose their only space power and will no longer be able to resist our attack!"

"Will the Blackwing Demon be able to catch up with this operation?" asked Evan again.

"It was banished thirty light-years away by the will of the planet, and even if it had the ability to jump in space, it would take at least four days to return to the Impossible Zone. So...... It was difficult to catch up with this campaign. The Golden Joker replied with some regret.

"It's a shame, but it doesn't matter. ”

Ivan pondered for a while, and his eyes quickly sharpened:

"The battle of Gronitz, the green capital, has already unearthed the void and reality that cannot be placed, and they don't have much strength. The leaders should still be on the primordial planet and haven't had time to leave...... The opportunity is fleeting, and we can't delay it! You immediately dispatch troops to launch an attack on the ocean planet, and I will personally go to the ocean planet to meet the so-called planetary will for a while!"

"Subordinates take orders!"

The Golden Clown immediately sent a signal to inform the many generals of the Machine Legion, and at the same time looked at Evan with great reverence:

"I wish my king a triumphant victory in advance. ”

......

The ruins of the green capital of Gronniz, a temporary camp.

In the light of the candlelight, the Demon Thunderer Maiser Monaghan sat alone in the dark, his chin in his hands, staring out the window at the ruins, allowing the candlelight to his beautiful but unhealthy snow-white skin.

Looking at the green capital of Groniz in ruins, she unconsciously remembered many years ago, back to the time when the Superpower Organization had not yet been established.

She and most of the members of the Mighty Order come from a planet called Yasfar, a planet where the powerless are the common people. And in a sudden period of time, many mutants with superpowers suddenly appeared among ordinary people.

This should have been a good thing for a country that lacks the strongest class in the universe, the mechanic. However, the abilities of the mutants are superpowers, not psychic powers, and they can neither become mechanics nor pass on their genes to their offspring.

It is because of this deficiency that they begin to be ostracized by ordinary people.

And Mercer Monaghan was born in this situation, growing up with the isolation and indifference of others, because he was discriminated against and feared, so Mercer grew up with a group of supernatural people and chose to leave the home planet, with the help (lure) of Kallett, they arrived on the primordial planet of the landless land, and built the green capital of Grozny.

This is a place where all the supernatural can live in peace.

Due to the sparse population and the rampant infestation of the primordial planetary giant insects, life in the green capital is actually quite difficult, but it is still much better than the life of those who are excluded outside.

(In fact, there are many civilizations that do not discriminate against supernatural beings, but Maiser has little knowledge and thinks that Azfar can represent the entire universe.) ）

It was in this situation that Maiser Monaghan struggled to maintain this pure land that belonged to the superpowers, and even occasionally she looked to the future, fantasizing about what this beautiful town of the supernatural would look like years from now.

Fantasy will be shattered one day, and the real green capital of Gronitz has been reduced to ruins.

“......”

She turned her head bitterly, trying to ignore the ruins and consider what she should do next.

Judging from the words left by that mechanical monster, there should be a stronger leader behind the invincible mechanical army. How strong would it be to be the ultimate leader of the Mechanical Legion that would make that kind of demon willingly bow down?

Monaghan could not imagine and did not dare to imagine.

Not to mention the ultimate leader of the Mechanical Legion, she didn't have the confidence to survive the catastrophe of the return of the Blackwing Great Demon alone.

Both are inheritance-level lifeforms, and there is also a clear gap between mechanics and other powerhouses.

The mechanic who piloted the Shenyuan machine had a combat power that completely exploded the powerhouses of the same level.

Although the Blackwing Demon does not belong to the mechanic, it is the highest masterpiece of the Norma civilization, and with the light energy and spirituality given to it by Evan, its combat power is only inferior to that of the mechanic who pilots the Divine Source Machine. Against an opponent of the level of the Demon Thunderer Monaghan, it can be said to be crushing.

In fact, if this battle was not blessed by the will of the planet, the entire superpower organization would have been wiped out.

But with the blessing of the will of the planet, she can win for a while, but can she win for a lifetime?

Planets can't be moved, but the Mech Legion is an army that can travel long distances in the universe. If they wanted to, they could launch ten, hundred, or even a thousand attacks, and the primordial planets could only be beaten passively.

What's more important is that the threat of the Apostle Antoun is gone, can the Federation still tolerate the lawless?

“......”

Maeth Monaghan's weak hand held his face and rubbed it gently, trying to hide the haggard on his face in this way and restore the mask of indifference.

One-one-one-one-one-one

After pondering for a while, she came to the stream alone and washed her face with the icy water.

In the middle of the night, when the moon was misty, Maiser Monaghan used cold water to sober himself up, shook his head and swept away his waist-length long ribbon hair, and then stood by the stream to patrol the sea of trees.

The stream reflected the beautiful reflection of the Demon Thunderer, and at this moment, she regained her characteristic temperament—full of confidence, holding her head up, and the well-developed lines of her breasts showed a beautiful curve outlined by her tight white shirt.

The real person and the cold beauty in the stream reflect each other in the two worlds of one virtual and one real.

"O beautiful sea of trees and forests, I will not let anyone spoil the peace here!"

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was pouring out her heart to the wind, and as if she was talking to herself to motivate herself.

But at this moment, a gloomy cold wind swept from the depths of the forest to the stream, and the leaves of the trees flew like snowflakes.

“......”

Monaghan opened his eyes vigilantly and looked around, only to see the shadows of the trees around him twist violently, like dancing ghosts.

Is it a delusion?

For some reason, she was a little flustered for no reason, and her heart was heavy, as if there was some indescribable behemoth around her who was secretly watching her.

Dingtone ——!

With a clear crisp sound, the calm stream suddenly rippled in circles.

Sneer——!

A ray of flame, burning from the center of the ripples, spread outward along the concentric circles, covering the entire stream in an instant, forming a raging river of flames, and even ignited the surrounding sea of trees.

"Dangerous!"

Seeing this, Monaghan immediately retreated, only to find that the deep night was now burning and curling like paper, and then the sky suddenly darkened, and the light of the whole world seemed to be burned out.

In the darkness, the Demon Thunderer turned into a white phantom and flickered and jumped, instinctively galloping, running away from the stream as fast as possible towards the temporary camp in his memory.

But the camp that should have been so close was now gone, and the surroundings were dark and quiet, full of dancing and swaying shadows, and the resistance to running was increasing, and the cold wind almost suffocated her.

It didn't take long for Monaghan to see a ray of light—a river of burning flames that meandered like a river of brimstone from hell.

She was stunned for a moment when she saw the burning stream, and then realized that she had run a lap and actually returned to the starting point.

It's like a video replay, traveling back in time.

"Who?

Monaghan struggled to breathe steadily, and looked around in circles, only to feel that the dark world was full of ghosts.

Just as she looked around and refocused her gaze on the long river of flames, she noticed that an image had emerged from the blazing tongue of fire.

The huge image seems to reach the sky, as if it is a projection, surging with a chaotic scene of light and darkness. In the depths of the chaos, a vague humanoid silhouette stood above the river of fire, a pair of eyes glowing red like the scorching sun.

It was a pair of demonic eyes, deep, fierce, with a devastating coercion, overlooking himself and the whole world. The feeling of danger swam through Maiser like a snake, leaving a cold touch.

She wanted to scream, but she couldn't make a sound, she was sure that it wasn't an illusion, but who could suppress herself so easily?

Apostle...... Or the Immortals!?

"Who are you, what do you want from me?"

Monaghan silently clenched his hands, trying to stay calm, feigning composure, and asked in a nonchalant tone.

Originally, she just planned to delay time and think about countermeasures, but she didn't expect the other party to answer her, but she didn't expect the figure in the fire river to respond to her.

"I'm curious, are you just looking at self-pity, or thinking about the way back in the future. I've been to Asfar once and know the origin of the supernatural powers—you probably didn't become the Impossible by heart. ”

As soon as he spoke, there was a treacherous atmosphere in heaven and earth, and there seemed to be some kind of rule that could not be disobeyed in his words. The boundless sea of trees suddenly lost its green leaves, and the dry branches of the dead trees danced wildly in the wind, like dry hands, ready to catch the Demon Thunderer at any moment.

"Who are you? What are you? or ...... The master behind the MechLegion!?" she asked, trying to keep her composure, in the toughest tone possible.

"You are very intelligent, and with the love of the will of the world, it is no wonder that you can exile my men. The black shadow looked down on her condescendingly, its red pupils flickering slightly.

"Since it's you, we don't have anything to talk about, let's do it directly!?" The moment the words fell, the Demon Thunderer's body released a cloud of green light outward, repelling the darkness that was suppressed like a flood around him.

"The battle with the Blackwing Demon has exhausted you, if I have a conflict...... It's just looking for death, isn't it?" The images in the flames trembled like water waves, the light shattered, the flames erupted, and the nightmarish black shadow was both virtual and real, as if it could cross the boundary between reality and illusion.

"......" was intimidated by the other party's might, and the Demon Thunderer did not speak.

"Make a deal, you and your subordinates will submit to me, and I will give you autonomy on this planet. Not only that, but I will also invest in industrial power to govern this planet into a paradise for the supernatural. "The Shadow's offer is extraordinarily generous, with a demonic temptation.

The Demon Thunderer's pupils twitched, and he looked at the other party vigilantly, and a sarcastic smile broke out at the corner of his lips:

"Are you asking me to make a deal with the devil?"

"Hahaha!"

The dark shadow burst out laughing, and the whole dark world trembled as he laughed.

In the midst of the thunderous laughter, the Demon Thunderer felt that the other party was always watching him—that gesture, like watching a ...... dancing in his palm Plaything.