Ian and Pheobe are sitting in the main control room of "Voidwalker", softly humming a beautiful melody. That is the song they just heard at Arcadia Bar's concert.
The person invited to sing is a "Siren" singer who is famous in Milky Way Galaxy. She has an angelic voice, and more importantly, her singing contains some kind of power at a regular level, which can directly interfere with the soul of the audience.
In fact, her music has even been defined as a special genre of magic - "Soul Melody".
If the listener's soul is not strong enough or the level is too low, let alone appreciating her music, the soul may collapse the moment he hears the first note.
"At the Empire's 100th anniversary celebration, you should invite her to sing," Pheobe suggested. "This is in line with the Empire's style."
"That's a good idea." Ian nodded, "Although her appearance fee is a bit expensive, we can still afford it."
As far as Ian knows, every time the Siren singer performs on a special occasion, the price quoted is five resource-rich planets.
This is simply a sky-high price.
"However, you'd better not set her sights, let alone get her into bed." Pheobe suddenly turned his head and warned with sharp eyes.
Ian wisely chose silence and quickly changed the topic. "Instead of paying someone to hire someone, we should cultivate a superstar of the same level ourselves. In this way, we can not only use her influence to collect resources, but also use it as a tool to manipulate public opinion."
As a ruler, Ian knows very well how much appeal this kind of "idol" with a large number of fanatical fans has on ordinary people. If it is not in his own hands, it will always be a hidden danger.
"That's true." Pheobe agreed.
However, before she could continue, a shrill alarm suddenly sounded inside the spacecraft.
[Alert! Alert! Alert!] [An unknown spacecraft is detected to be locking our coordinates. Do you want to turn on the anti-reconnaissance shield?]
"Locked?" Ian's eyes turned cold, "No, no need to block. Reversely track the signal and dig out the other party's details for me."
"As you command, sir."
A few seconds later, an image of a giant battleship approaching at an alarming speed popped up on the holographic screen.
The battleship's painting is very recognizable: a huge green skull with two fangs protruding from the lower jaw, scarlet eye sockets, and a flowing river of blood underneath the skull.
"Kilrogg Pirates?"
Seeing this sign, Ian whispered to himself, and then a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes.
He guessed the reason. This is called "don't reveal wealth".
It is estimated that these guys overheard his conversation with the Dwarves elf in the bar, and felt that his "Alchemy master" was a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
After all, according to the common sense of the universe, although the Alchemy division is rich, its combat effectiveness is usually not strong.
"Maintain the current speed and let them catch up." Ian ordered.
"Are you going to take action? Can you let me be the main attacker this time?" Pheobe stood up excitedly, with a militant light in his eyes Blink.
"No, their leader is the notorious Fifth Tier orc." Ian shook his head, "Although you can win with your Liquid Mana and Arcane Runes, it will waste too much time. I don't want any unknown variables to occur."
Soon, the huge pirate ship appeared behind "Voidwalker". A yellow tractor beam shot out, not only imprisoning Ian's spacecraft, but also slowly dragging it toward the belly of the pirate ship.
[It has been detected that the main control system has been invaded. Do you want to start the countermeasures program?]
"No. Let them in."
Soon, control of the spacecraft's hatch was seized, and the door slowly opened. A low and oppressive voice came through the loudspeaker:
"Dear Master Alchemy, please come out and explain."
Ian and Pheobe looked at each other and walked out of the cabin calmly.
On the spacious parking deck of the pirate ship, a group of tall, green-skinned humanoid creatures have been waiting for a long time.
The orc at the head is extremely intimidating.
His upper body was naked, his muscles were as bulging as granite, and his lower body was only surrounded by a piece of animal skin. A huge two-handed heavy sword was stuck on the metal deck in front of him, and he wore a fur cloak of some unknown beast on his back.
It is Kilrogg.
When Ian looked at the orc leader, the other party was also observing him.
However, unlike the calm appearance on the surface, Kilrogg was full of vigilance in his heart at this moment.
As an orc warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles, he has an intuition as sharp as Beast. The moment Ian appeared, the danger warning in his mind began to scream crazily.
Even the beautiful woman standing next to the man made him feel a little threatened.
"What's going on? Didn't the intelligence say that this is just an ordinary weak Alchemy division?"
Kilrogg cursed secretly in his heart. According to his experience, most Alchemy masters spend their whole lives in the laboratory. Apart from throwing a few magic props, the main body is as fragile as a piece of paper.
This is also the reason why he dared to intercept here.
With his speed, as long as he feels a trace of magic fluctuation, he can flatten the opponent with a sword before he activates those damn magic items.
Therefore, when he saw these two people walking out of the spacecraft without any defense, Kilrogg was originally very happy. But now, he understood the reason - these two people were simply defenceless.
"You are the famous Kilrogg, right? The pirate leader who makes the surrounding star clusters fearful."
Ian was smiling and his tone was as calm as if he was chatting with an old friend.
However, the calmer the enemy is, the more alert Kilrogg becomes.
"Those are all rumors spread by Galactic Federation in order to ruin my reputation." Kilrogg said sophistry, "We are just mercenaries, working with money, and we are innocent."
"Haha." Ian did not expose his lies, "Then, I wonder what business the leader stopped us for?"
"I would like to invite you to become the chief Alchemy division of the Kilrogg mercenary group."
Hearing this, Ian sneered in his heart. The so-called "invitation" was just to capture him as a slave and work day and night to build magic equipment for this group of pirates to make them stronger and richer.
"Commander Kilrogg, do you believe in gods?" Ian suddenly asked an irrelevant question.
Kilrogg frowned, not understanding what medicine the other party was selling.
"No, I don't believe it."
"What about the orc god Ganar?"
"I don't believe it either. My goal is to become a god myself one day. How can I believe in someone else?"
Kilrogg replied subconsciously.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly reacted and his expression changed drastically.
This kind of treacherous and even core secret ambition is the deepest secret in his heart. Usually even his most trusted subordinates dare not tell it. How could he blurt it out in front of this stranger?
"Mind Induction Technique? I didn't realize I was hit at all!"
Before Kilrogg could recover from the shock, he heard Ian say one word lightly:
"Okay."
At this moment, the orc's fighting instinct overwhelmed his reason. Without any hesitation, Kilrogg pulled up the giant sword on the ground and rushed towards Ian like a green lightning.
He judged that this human being was definitely a powerful spell caster and Alchemy master.
Against a spell caster, the only chance of winning is to get close! As long as you are fast enough and chop off the opponent's head before he finishes reciting the spell, everything will be over.
Unfortunately, he was facing a Fifth Tier Arcanist.
The moment Kilrogg was activated, a green magic aperture appeared above his head without any warning.
Boom!
The terrifying gravity came instantly, pressing the powerful orc warrior to the deck, unable to move.
"Instant magic? Or gravity system?"
Kilrogg roared angrily, mobilizing the anger in his body to strengthen his bones and muscles crazily.
With his strong body and explosive power, he was able to withstand dozens of times the force of gravity and forcefully lifted half of his body from the ground into a kneeling position.
However, before he could stand up, a blue flame suddenly appeared out of thin air and engulfed him completely.
After a few seconds, the flames dissipated.
Ian looked at the unharmed orc, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.
"What an amazing elemental resistance! It seems that this guy... is of great training value."