……

In the most important area protected by all the defenses, a small device roared at the bottom of the spiky fortress.

The Pocket Universe is inside this device.

Victor and all the Archons who didn't have time to run away and jump back are hiding in the pocket universe.

All eyes are on the legacy of yet another Elder Empire.

It was a device similar to a holographic tactical table, the size of a small box the size of a palm, but it could directly detect the situation of the entire battlefield.

According to the nobles who guarded this device for 20,000 years before their deaths, it is a device used by the ancestors to conduct wars during the War of Heaven, and its principle is to directly show all the present and future conditions on the battlefield through psionic prophecy.

Probably due to an unknown ancient technology in effect, the heirs of the Archaic Empire have found that their ancestors' devices are far more powerful than their own, both advanced and seemingly immune to the evil presence in the Sea of Souls.

In another lore, this device has the added effect of visualizing the battlefield, which is to directly erase the subspace soul projection of an enemy it represents.

But just like you have to keep your pocket universe in a fixed place, it's impossible to discover and use more of the device's features right now.

And the battlefield situation that this device is showing makes everyone pessimistic.

About twenty minutes ago, countless drones destroyed the defenses on each position.

Then it was the Air Force that flew over and cleared the Razor fighters.

Then there were the bomber raids, the bombardment of the Tyrone Army artillery units and the Iron Man giant battle body.

The elite cabal fighters, all lined with antimatter rifles and ready to give a look at the inferior races, were now either cannon fodder or slaughtered by enemies teleported from behind.

Gone are the various commands that are distributed outside the pocket universe and directly command the frontline operations, and the combination of despicable traitors in the Comoros and thousands of missiles equipped with nuclear warheads has killed them.

Victor is not angry and does not regret it.

He forced a scattered conspiracy to unite and fight like humans or kinship, but he got the result.

That's not bad already.

At least everyone wasn't slaughtered like chickens by the enemy in the infighting.

"Maybe we can do the same as those of the Karis Sect and choose a safer place to live in the human star sector."

"his Victor, go to his Comoros, long live Karis!"

“……”

Among the consuls present, some had already come up with new places to go besides being pessimistic, and some were themselves followers of the marginalized cult of Karis.

They whisper in very small voices, or they think in their hearts.

But Victor has a secret tool that allows him to hear the voices in their brains directly.

But now is not the time to play with the conspiracy.

"You ants just run away, and I will meet my end as a king." Victor spoke to the Archons in disappointment, then turned and walked towards the exit of the Pocket Universe.

"Long live Karis!"

I don't know who roared, and the six consuls of the conspiracy and their guards suddenly drew their guns, burst into a murderous scene, and shot several competitors in succession before pointing their guns at Victor's back.

"Victor, you bastard can't go, or what will we pay for the blood tax?"

Hearing the fierce words coming from behind, Victor didn't reply, but asked coldly: "You are going to be the slaves of the Catans now?" ”

"Times have changed, Victor, the battle for heaven has long ended, our ancestors' vast empire has fallen, we are just a bunch of maggots who live secretly, why bother with who to be slaves?"

"The Star God can at least protect us, our mother goddess Aisha is also on the side of the Star God, now is not the battle of heaven, now is the war between the real universe and the sea of souls!"

"For the sake of the real universe! Long live the real universe! ”

The six consuls who decided to abandon everything for security gave a variety of reasons.

Some people directly think that they are maggots and don't need to care about anything else.

Some use the war in the real universe and the sea of souls to justify themselves, and describe themselves as a warrior with a large pattern, rather than a coward who can give up anything in order to survive.

And some of the consuls were indeed very large, tired of the intrigues and struggles in the Comoros, and wanted to give everything they had for a greater cause.

There are even those who believe that the dark spirits should change their way of life, at least not become a serious infighting, and that only when they die can they fight a frontal war like their relatives and other races.

This is the diversity of intelligent species.

"Will humans accept you? Fellow citizens? Victor still didn't look back, "You don't really think that Karis is a beautiful paradise where races and humans can coexist together, do you?" ”

"Of course not, but you don't have to be afraid of the covetousness of the lady there, and you can even be lucky enough to step into high society, just like the former ranger named Morry, make movies and enjoy life."

Victor wanted to say something more, but it occurred to him that his kind was already good at grinding their tongues, and that the elven people's esoteric minds, keen senses, and obscure language gave this race the advantage of always being able to occupy the position of truth at the level of mouth.

"It doesn't matter." Victor raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

A flash of light appeared, and the six consuls who had decided to betray the Comoros were beheaded in an instant.

While the people who were still alive were in shock, another flash of light appeared, and two warriors came to Victor.

The two warriors looked unusually gorgeous, with no expression on their faces as if they were dead corpses.

Every weapon on them was something the consuls had rarely seen, if not ever seen.

Hundreds of colorful stones are inlaid on those ornate accessories.

It is an ancient relic that can generate temporary channels anytime and anywhere.

And such an accessory is only the most insignificant on those two fighters.

Some of the learned archons suddenly remembered that in the Elves' records, during the War of Heaven, there were powerful warriors who could slaughter countless Death-Dreads on the battlefield as soon as they appeared, and after the Dreads were defeated and fought with the Star Gods, those short-lived ghosts had combat units that could compete with them with the help of the Void Dragon.

The two warriors beside Victor are likely to be legendary beings.

"Goodbye, intrigue fools." Victor walked out of the pocket universe with two warriors, and then destroyed the entrance and exit of the pocket universe before the archons roared in rage.

(End of chapter)