Lancelot summoned Logo and Gustavo, of course.
Gustavo was brought here to be used as a tool; the "Parasitic Spider Eggs" were simply too useful.
Furthermore, the Golden Maple Tree is crucial to Gustavo's "Gene Warehouse," and Golden Star, as a former paradise for Transcendent beasts, is practically a natural, super-large gene hunting ground.
Not only the Hundred-Eyed Nether Crow, but Gustavo, who possesses the devouring talents of "Predator," "Soul Devourer," and "Dragon Hunting," will surely gain tremendous benefits here and undergo another transformation.
Summoning Logo allows Logo to provide high-level combat power.
The second prince's forces are indeed formidable, but compared to his father, the Golden King, he has a fatal flaw that cannot be ignored: he lacks high-level combat power above the Epic Tier Two.
In a non- Transcendent world, the Second Prince's terrifying power would be enough to easily defeat the Golden King and the First Prince.
However, in the Transcendent world, sheer numbers are not enough; quality is also crucial, especially in a country like the Golden Kingdom, which is in an ancient civilization stage and has very few weapons of war capable of restraining individual powerhouses.
To launch a palace coup, one must first eliminate the powerful figures surrounding the Golden King, or at least achieve a balance of power; otherwise, the final result will only be failure, and one will become a so-called traitor.
Besides, among the three of them, only Logo could develop such a rich planet as Golden Star with the highest efficiency and maximum potential.
As for the person who summoned the Crimson Alliance, Lancelot never even considered it.
Ultimately, it comes down to different levels of closeness or distance.
The only people he ever trusted were Logo and Gustavo.
Faced with the terrifying profits of the high-magic planet Golden Star, Lancelot dared not gamble. He had long ago seen through the depravity of human nature.
A certain area of Starry Sky.
A massive transport ship moved slowly forward, several gaping wounds on its external armor emitting billowing black smoke, crackling electrical sparks, and numerous broken cables.
Inside the transport ship, colorless and odorless poisonous gas filled the air. One by one, the lizardmen who hadn't had time to put on gas masks died almost instantly after inhaling the gas.
Boom!!
A violent tremor emanated from the passage ahead, and the energy waves spread, cutting some of the lizardmen who were armed and trying to provide support into pieces of flesh and blood.
Inside the relatively spacious metal passageway, several Legendary were engaged in a life-or-death struggle.
They were clearly divided into two factions.
They are all lizard people; apart from differences in skin color, they belong to the same species.
The other side was much more diverse, including stunningly beautiful human women and armored Mechanics. Their leader was a terrifyingly ferocious spider monster.
"Who are you? How dare you hijack a transport ship of the Veyin Empire? Aren't you afraid of retaliation from the Empire?" Ankami, the lizardman leader, roared furiously, wearing a magical mech suit unique to Planet Veyin.
However, Gustavo merely smiled coldly and did not answer. His pairs of eerie green pupils emitted a chilling Pupil Light, and his eight blade-like legs unleashed a continuous stream of sword light capable of cutting through gold and jade. Behind him, a Void vortex floated, shooting out terrifying Void Energy rays.
Attribute Talent: Void Torrent!
These Void Energy rays, due to their intense compression, possessed extremely high penetrability. Under their overwhelming attack, all the Weiyin People (lizardmen) were suppressed and unable to raise their heads; the firepower was ferocious to the extreme.
Not only that, Gustavo also launched [Mental Pollution], enveloping the entire transport ship in his mental fluctuations. As a result, more and more Weiyin People fell into a state of frenzy, attacking their companions. Some of the more severe cases fell into a state of self-denial and self-destructed, leaving the entire metal tunnel covered in blood.
"Damn it, this Black Spider is practically a mobile radiation source! Poison gas, Mental Pollution, concentrated energy attacks... If it continues to wreak havoc, the transport ship will be completely destroyed." The lizardman leader Ankami, thought anxiously, his attacks becoming increasingly fierce.
Ankami is by no means weak; he is already Legendary Peak fighter. After donning the magic mecha, he can even contend with Epic beings. In a one-on-one fight, Gustavo would even be suppressed by this guy.
However, Gustavo couldn't do anything about Ankami, and the latter was in the same boat.
In Ankami's view, this Legendary creature resembling Black Spider had an abnormally high level of resilience. The thick, ferocious, spiky carapace embedded in its body not only reflected some of its attacks back, but also occasionally splattered out hundreds of bone spikes with explosive penetrating power.
In addition, the black spider monster likely possesses some kind of innate ability that grants it immunity to magical damage. When spells are cast on this spider monster, most of them are like electric current hitting rubber, having no effect whatsoever.
As time went on, Gustavo's advantage grew stronger and stronger.
Anxious and desperate, Ankami had no choice but to take a risky gamble.
He took Gustavo's attack head-on, and a clear crack appeared on the outer shell of the magic mech. Many Magic Runes broke, the flow of Elemental Magical Energy was greatly affected, and the overall performance dropped sharply.
But it was precisely because of this that Ankami was able to get close to Gustavo.
With a series of crisp clicking sounds, the right forearm of the magical mech rapidly transformed into a rapidly spinning drill, exuding an extremely sharp aura.
Even with Gustavo's strong defenses, being poked by this thing would leave a hole in no time.
Never underestimate any Legendary life.
"Forest Binding!"
As the cold voice fell, a massive magic circle appeared beneath Gustavo. Immediately afterward, hundreds upon hundreds of vines, even stronger than high-strength alloy chains, burst forth, moving with incredible speed, surrounding him from all directions, densely packed, like a net stretching to the heavens.
Ankami's tactics were quite simple and brutal.
First, he took Gustavo's attack head-on with his body. While injured, he unleashed his pre-prepared ultimate move and used control spells to prevent Gustavo from escaping.
This combo has twice helped Ankami turn the tide and secure victory.
However, what he didn't know was that the enemy he was facing this time possessed a truly monstrous ability.
[Future Insight] evolved from the original [Spider-Sense].
This skill is an extremely rare time-related ability, allowing you to predict the future of your surroundings within three seconds.
Therefore, just three seconds before Ankami unleashed his ultimate move, Gustavo had this image in his mind.
Its body was bound by vines, and then the terrifying drill pierced straight through its head.
The Prophet Gustavo would naturally not allow such a scene to actually occur.
At the same time as Ankami made his move, he unleashed his full power, activating [Air-Stasis Corridor].
In an instant, a powerful gravitational field erupted from Gustavo's body, freezing half of the transport ship's interior space, as if trapped in a time-stopped realm. Even facial expressions remained fixed, like mosquitoes and flies sealed in amber.
This also includes Ankami, Weiyin People.
However, compared to the others, Ankami, the strongest among them, only experienced a significant reduction in speed; he was not completely unable to move.
But this gave Gustavo enough time to react.
As the initiator of the [Air-Stasis Corridor], he was naturally unaffected. His eight sword-like legs bent simultaneously, his muscles bulged, and then he unleashed boundless power, forcefully propelling this monstrous body, which could be described as an armored vehicle, through the air and directly to Ankami's side.
This spot is precisely in the blind spot of the Ankami drill bit.
The terror of Future Insight is revealed. Having learned the process of the enemy's attack, Gustavo instantly deduced the weakness of their moves and launched a counterattack by using the control of the Air-Stasis Corridor.
Upon seeing Gustavo's actions, Ankami was filled with boundless horror. He couldn't understand how the spider monster knew the weakness of his ultimate move, which he had never used in front of it before!
A combat-type fortune teller?
This thought crossed Ankami's mind.
Pfft!!
Eight sharp blades wrapped around Ankami.
The serrated edge of the blade gripped its prey firmly, and then Gustavo gave a cruel smile, his dagger-like teeth gleaming with a chilling light.
"Crush!!"
Crunch! Crunch!
A piercing, teeth-grinding sound rang out as, to the horrified gaze of all the surviving Weiyin People, their captain, Peak Legendary powerhouse, was torn to pieces alive.
Amidst the pervasive stench of blood, the eight-legged behemoth slowly emerged, its eerie green pupils like Black Hole, swallowing the gazes of everyone present. Amidst horrified stares, Gustavo pounced upon it!
Five minutes later!
With the last resistance fighters wiped out, the entire transport ship fell silent.
Brooks approached gracefully and respectfully said, "Master, all enemies have been eliminated, and most of the supplies are intact, with only a very small number damaged."
"It doesn't matter. The mission is simply to intercept this transport ship and slaughter the Weiyin People. Supplies and such are not part of the mission," Gustavo said nonchalantly.
As he finished speaking, he put on the "Illusory Light Mask" again, reverting to his appearance as a young boy. Due to the recent Slaughter, his overall demeanor was extremely eerie, creating a stark contrast.
"What about the transport ships?" Brooks asked again.
Gustavo tapped his head and finally said, "Hmm... let Kelaio check it out, remove the tracking device, and sell it along with the supplies on the interstellar black market."
Brooks nodded, then turned and left.
At this moment, Gustavo's expression suddenly changed, and a look of joy appeared on his face.
Diwoer, who was walking over from the other side, saw this scene and was quite puzzled. Just as he was about to ask, he heard Gustavo instruct, "You guys take care of the finishing touches. I'm leaving to take care of something..."
The lingering sound drifted in the air, but Gustavo's figure had vanished.
Diwoer's red lips parted slightly, then she pouted, stamped her foot, and muttered to herself, "Why couldn't you take us with you? You're always acting alone!"
As soul servants, Diwoer and the others wanted to stay by Gustavo's side all the time, and were extremely happy even if they did nothing. Therefore, they were quite dissatisfied with being separated from Gustavo.
Of course, this did not affect their efficiency. Before long, the Mechanical Gunner Kelaio successfully removed the positioning device from the transport ship, formatted the intelligent system, left a data backup, transferred it to the hard drive, and finally started the battered transport ship, turned around, and disappeared into the vast space as a warp beam.
Gustavo, aboard a single-person spaceship, quickly arrived at the location of the wormhole marked by Lancelot.
Looking out the porthole at the pitch-black Starry Sky, even with all his efforts and the activation of his most advanced detection equipment, Gustavo was unable to detect the existence of the space wormhole.
"Just as Lancelot said, by normal means, we can't even detect the existence of a wormhole itself, let alone enter it. In the Endless, vast starry Starry Sky, even I wouldn't be confident relying on luck. But Arthur and Hundred-Eyed Nether Crow just happened to fall into the wormhole. There must be Plane Will involved..."
Just as Lancelot had speculated, Gustavo had the same idea.
He then shut down the spaceship's power and landed on a barren planet not far from the wormhole. He traversed the Starry Sky with his physical body and crashed into a location represented by precise coordinates.
Buzz!!
A violent spatial tremor came from all directions, as if I had been thrown into a washing machine.
With a slight feeling of dizziness, Gustavo successfully landed on the Golden Star.
Standing tall in the sky, defying the planet's gravity and overlooking the vast land before him, Gustavo was in high spirits as the occasional roars of beasts echoed through the air. As a top Predator, the Dragon-Hunting Spider Clan preferred this kind of Savage and untamed world to be their favorite habitat.
As Gustavo arrived on the Golden Star, Logo, on the Planet Oklo, also began his operation.
As the 'original body', the Nirvana Tower, carrying the main consciousness, remains in the demiplane, overseeing everything.
The bloodline clone is currently in the First Prison of the Tia Empire, analyzing the soul composition of the Nitavie Family.
Half a month has passed, and this work has been very effective. It is estimated that a key breakthrough will be achieved within a month. At that time, the currently rampant Nitavie Family will face annihilation.
Currently, what remains in the Gendaya Royal Court is Logo's mechanical clone, with an eagle's head and a human body, resembling a magical beast. If he doesn't say so, outsiders would have no idea that this is his clone, because the aura emanating from the mechanical clone is more inherited from the Phoenix, as well as that cold and serious technological style, carrying the cold hardness of steel.
After receiving Lancelot's request for help, the mechanical clone began to mobilize its core combat forces.
Like Lancelot, Logo has very few people he can truly trust, so he doesn't intend to inform anyone about the news from Golden Star, whether it's the Gendaya Royal Court, the An Alliance, or the Ruibete Group.
Logo wants to make Golden Star his own territory.
Only by having your own core team can you leverage that team to mobilize several times, even dozens of times, more power to serve you.
Unfortunately, due to the short development time of Logo, the core team remains extremely weak.
Don't be fooled by his current high status, which is comparable to that of Demigod. In reality, all of this is just an illusion, a facade created by others.
If one day in the future, those powerful figures who support him—the Left Prime Minister, the Grand Elder, the Sunset Lord, and others—stop supporting him and switch sides, Logo's current flourishing situation will collapse instantly, leaving him no chance to fight back.
Therefore, for the past two years, he has been doing one thing.
Strengthen the foundation!
Whether it's establishing an alchemy academy or cultivating loyal followers.
Or should we establish the Ruibete Group and seize control of the finances, making them solely under our control?
And the ever-expanding network of connections centered around him.
Ultimately, it's all about laying a solid foundation, making people hesitant to act rashly against him.
However, there is a major flaw in all of the above: Logo does not have his own territory.
To be precise, it lacked a large rear area capable of producing sufficient output and free from external threats.
Why did Logo go to such lengths to build the demiplane?
It was precisely for the sake of having a stable rear area.
With the appearance of Golden Star, he seemed to have a better option.
This is an entire high-magic planet!
Even though it suffered an undeserved calamity 30,000 years ago, severely damaging its foundation, it could only rank at the very bottom among high-magic planets.
But a high-magic planet is still a high-magic planet.
Possessing terrifying resources sufficient to easily support the rise of an imperial-level power, and capable of nurturing Demigod in large numbers, it can be said that if news of Golden Star were to be released, it would undoubtedly attract the attention of the entire plane instantly.
Countless armies will surge in from all directions, and hundreds or even thousands of Demigod will clash here, unleashing an earth-shattering battle.
If Logo were to acquire such a strategically important location, he could focus on farming and development, allowing his power to expand dozens or even hundreds of times in a short period. This would enable him to participate more deeply in the competition among various forces across different planes, and his rise would be incredibly rapid.
This is why Logo only takes his most trusted and loyal confidants with him when he goes to Golden Star.
Inside the Legend Demigod, the Eye of Gendaya, Sea of Slaughter.
Crimson mist permeated every corner.
The mechanical clone parted the blood mist and arrived at a crystal coffin. Inside the coffin, Qiya had her eyes closed like Sleeping Beauty, her hands folded over her abdomen.
After observing for a moment, the mechanical clone sighed, "Has the Clan Hatred not subsided at all?"
Although Qiya survived the assassination attempt by the Nitavie Clan, it was due to the "Clan Hatred" that was originally sealed within her body that caused the Clan Hatred to go out of control, plunging Qiya into a state similar to the "Heaven-Hating Witch" who hates heaven, earth, and all living beings.
If the Left Prime Minister, wielding the Eye of Gendaya, hadn't arrived in time to subdue Qiya with the Sea of Slaughter, plunging her into a deep slumber, a tragedy might have occurred.
It must be understood that this is the hatred of the entire White Wolf Clan, extremely heavy. If Qiya were to passively merge with it, she would transform into a Magic Creature with strength no less than that of Mid-Rank Demigod, wreaking havoc without any reason. The Royal Court would be the first to suffer the consequences!
"There are two main ways to resolve the Clan Hatred: either slay the White Wolf King and Destruction the White Wolf Kingdom, thus eliminating the 'cause of hatred,' the 'effect of hatred' will naturally cease to exist. Moreover, by completing 'cause-and-effect Revenge,' Qiya will completely dominate the power of the Clan Hatred, turning it into her own, making breaking through to Demigod status a piece of cake."
"But..." the mechanical clone sighed, "According to the latest intelligence, the White Wolf King is already Mid-Rank Demigod, and has progressed far beyond that level. With the Radiant Empire supporting him... killing him is as difficult as ascending to heaven!"
"The second method to resolve Clan Hatred Clan Hatred, which is ultimately a negative force, involves using a vast number of sacred treasures to suppress, wash away, and resolve the hatred. However, aside from the terrifying expenses that could cripple the Royal Court's finances, after being washed away by Holy Power, would Qiya still be the same Qiya?"
The mechanical clone reached out and stroked the crystal coffin, filled with emotion, "I originally planned to do everything I could to help you break through to Demigod, but in the end, man proposes, God disposes."
One of the problems that greatly troubled Logo was that the core team under his command was too weak in combat.
The lack of Demigod is a fatal problem.
He had high hopes for his wife, Qiya, but unexpectedly, tragedy struck, and she almost lost her life.
It's a miracle the person didn't die; saving them is only a matter of time.
However, this further exacerbated the already strained high-level combat capabilities within the core team.
"Hmph, if your combat power isn't enough, you can make up for it with equipment. You don't have Demigod? I'll just get a few more Demigod, and I can still stun you, Golden King!"
As for where the Demigod came from, given Logo's current status, he could easily obtain it by using his connections.
After checking on Qiya's condition and confirming that the Clan Hatred could be suppressed for the time being, the mechanical clone found Elder Jin Laken.
"You want Demigod? What for?"
The Grand Elder asked, puzzled.
Logo had already prepared an excuse. With a flick of his wrist, a box about the size of a human head, covered with necromancy runes and exuding a cold and eerie aura, appeared in the air.
Evil energy gathered and transformed into a withered, bloody dragon with black and red scales, a skull, and flickering ghostly flames in its eye sockets.
"Dragon Lich Gou Site? You want the Demigod to equip it?" The Grand Elder frowned slightly, clasped his hands together, and his gaze swept over Gou Site like a brush, making the latter extremely uncomfortable. However, he dared not show any unusual behavior in front of this terrifyingly powerful figure, so he could only lower his head and act like a quail.
"That's right, I have thoroughly studied Gou Site's lich phylactery, and the dragon lich is now completely under my control," the mechanical clone said confidently.
Liches are said to possess immortality, but their weakness lies in their phylactery.
Because after a lich dies, he can be resurrected in his casket.
This means that to completely kill the lich, its phylactery must Destruction.
The ability to Destruction does not equate to the ability to control.
Liches belong to the category of undead creatures.
As is well known, undead creatures are bloodthirsty and brutal, often losing their minds. Sometimes, threatening someone's life to make them work for you can even backfire.
Many necromancers have met their end this way, dying from the backlash of the lich they thought they controlled, resulting in mutual destruction.
As a combination of True Dragon and an undead creature, the dragon lich is even more unique among the lich race.
True Dragon are generally exceptionally proud, and many would rather die than submit. The reason why there are so few dragon riders is not only because the True Dragon themselves are powerful, but also because it is impossible to truly tame these Legendary beings.
The dragon lich combines the strengths of both, and is not simply rebellious by nature; every bone in its body is rebellious. The difficulty of truly subduing it is unimaginable.
Therefore, despite having complete faith in Logo's abilities, the Grand Elder still advised him for his safety, "Dragon Liches are difficult to control. Giving it Demigod artifact will only amplify its power and plunge you into greater danger, making you vulnerable to unforeseen events at any moment. You cannot afford to take any chances!"
With a series of internal reforms, such as the [New Blood Reform] and the [Alchemy Industry Plan], the Gendaya Royal Court is gradually clearing away the shadows of the past and moving towards the light.
At this critical juncture, Logo, whose position is becoming increasingly important, absolutely cannot afford any problems. Not only the Grand Elder, but even the Left Prime Minister would make the same choice if he were here.
Despite the presence of such a powerful elder, Logo did not demonstrate his absolute control over the dragon lich Gou Site.
When someone doesn't believe something from the bottom of their heart, no matter how hard you try to prove it to them, it's useless; you can only find another way.
Therefore, Logo calmly said, "Of course I know what you're saying. Don't worry, I will only have my clone carry the Dragon Lich Life Box. Even if it suffers a backlash, it will only result in the loss of one clone, which is not a big deal."
The Grand Elder remained silent, his brow furrowed, seemingly deep in thought.
Seeing this, Logo raised his voice slightly, "Elder, am I not even qualified to obtain a few Demigod artifacts from the Royal Court?"
Upon hearing this, the Grand Elder knew he could no longer hesitate. He sighed and said, "What are you saying? I was just worried about you. Don't even mention the Demigod; the entire Royal Court will be yours in the future..."
After saying that, the Grand Elder waved his hand, and energy formed a three-dimensional projection in front of him. Images of various Demigod appeared before Logo's eyes, with text descriptions below them.
"Here, choose for yourself."
"Thank you, Elder." Logo's tone immediately softened.
His gaze swept back and forth, and he couldn't help but sigh. Although the Royal Court had declined, it was once among the top kingdom-level powers at its peak, with a profound foundation.
The so-called "kingdom-level" power is a tacit division among the various powers in the Elven Plane.
There are four main levels.
At the top level, the "plane-level" influence extends to the entire plane. Whether it's top experts, military size, technology, or economy, they are all extremely powerful.
Currently, there is only one entity in the Elven Plane that can be called a "planar-level power": the Guta Federation!
The high-level officials, known as "empire-level," wield influence across multiple star systems and enjoy considerable renown throughout the entire plane. They are evaluated across four dimensions: war, economy, culture, and individual powerhouses.
Any entity that fails to meet the requirements cannot be considered an imperial-level power.
In the simplest sense of individual power, to be considered an imperial-level force, one must possess at least 15 Demigod, with at least 3 of them being High-Rank Demigod.
Among the five high-magic planets Planet Oklo has the most imperial-level powers, with a total of six, one more than the other four high-magic planets combined, and each one is full of martial virtue.
In the entire plane, there are only about twenty imperial-level powers, which are considered behemoths at the top.
Mid-level, "Kingdom-level".
The requirement is simple: possessing Demigod- level combat power is sufficient. This applies to both the destructive power of weapons and the strength of an individual.
Therefore, it is destined that the number of kingdom-level forces far exceeds that of empire-level forces, and the difference in strength is significant.
Sunset Jungle, Dusk Desert, Gonis City-State, and the Seven Magitech Nations —these are all kingdom-level powers.
On the Planet Oklo alone, there are dozens of kingdom-level powers.
The Gendaya Royal Court once ranked very high among these dozens of kingdom-level powers, and now, it's not weak either, probably around the middle level.
Below the "Kingdom-level" forces, there are far too many, and they are the lowest level among the four tiers. Forces of this level are constantly being destroyed and born, just like the general public, inconspicuous.
Top-tier forces are at the plane level; high-level forces are at the empire level; mid-level forces are at the kingdom level; and bottom-level forces... let's just call them the hair-on level, they're as numerous as hairs on a cow.
These four levels constitute the power niches of the entire Elven Plane, arranged in a pyramidal pattern. They appear loose but are in fact strictly hierarchical.
Those who work in diplomacy must first learn to assess the hierarchy of different powers, which allows them to roughly determine the diplomatic order. After all, interests are always laid bare between nations.
The mechanical clone quickly selected the Demigod.
There are three items in total.
Staff - [Dark Mysteries], Common Demigod, Dark Element.
Magic Carpet [Nether Purgatory], a high-quality Demigod, combining Soul and Shadow attributes.
Crystal Ball [Eternal Pure Land], a high-quality Demigod, combining spatial, barrier, and earth-based elements.
Among these, [Eternal Pure Land] is the most precious, with a value equivalent to Rare Demigod. When the mechanical clone took it away, the Grand Elder grimaced in heartache, but ultimately gave it to him.
Just as Logo said, his contributions and importance to the Royal Court absolutely deserve these three Demigod.
With a smile, he bid farewell to the Grand Elder and his mechanical clone arrived in the demiplane.
Nirvana Tower, the space Mage Walpole was already waiting, engrossed in reading a Mage, seemingly completely absorbed in it.
After joining Logo, Walpole reached the pinnacle of his life.
The supply of spatial knowledge was readily available, and before all the resources were used up, another batch was sent over. Even the Mage tower was built for him with Logo's money, making him practically being kept by a sugar daddy.
And so, Walpole was completely sold to Logo, body and soul, and after recently breaking through to the Epic, he was absorbed into the core team.
Besides Crassus, Caesar, and Gou Site, Logo only plans to bring Walpole on this mission to the Golden Star.
The reason is simple: this guy is an absolute master of space. When he was first rescued by Logo, Walpole's spatial knowledge had already reached level forty.
Later, under Logo's comprehensive and meticulous guidance, Walpole's spatial science made great strides in a short period of time. A month ago, after being certified by his teacher Madison, Walpole's spatial expertise was confirmed, and he had completely entered the Demigod level.
Of course, this is limited to the level of knowledge.
Since he is not a professional alchemist and does not possess the Fire of Birth, his knowledge cannot be directly linked to his power. Therefore, Walpole's individual combat strength remains at the Epic level.
But given enough space and materials, this guy could easily carve out a stable spatial passage on his own.
Through Gustavo's on-site survey and information obtained from the Hundred-Eyed Nether Crow, Logo learned that the space wormhole leading to the Golden Star was a one-way valve.
In short, you can get in but you can't get out!
There's only one way to leave Golden Star: through the cosmic storm belts!
Unfortunately, so far, no one in the entire plane, except for Lancelot, the Earth Guardian, has been able to pass through the cosmic storm belt.
This means that if we want to make Golden Star our base, building a two-way passage for entry and exit is a fundamental project that must be completed.
Of Logo's core team, only Walpole is capable of completing this project.
Teacher Madison is certainly an option.
However, as I said before, Logo doesn't dare to gamble on human nature.
The benefits represented by the Golden Star are too great.
This is the foundation for an empire capable of nurturing hundreds or even thousands of Demigod!
Logo will only place someone he absolutely trusts and Absolute Control over on Golden Star.
"Walpole..."
The mechanical clone walked over, holding a contract covered in patterns of blazing suns.
"Sign it!"
Walpole was taken aback, then signed his name on the "Blazing Sun Contract" without hesitation. He then felt a powerful will flash by, as if marking something. Immediately afterward, a binding force descended, forcibly sealing off some of his abilities.
Logo was very pleased with Walpole's immediate signing of the contract. He explained, "This contract is to ensure you don't speak recklessly. Don't worry, as long as you don't break the contract and obey my orders, you'll be fine!"
Walpole nodded as if he understood, but he didn't really care about the Blazing Sun Contract. Walpole's world was quite simple. Apart from spatial science, he only had a handful of friends, Logo was one of them.
Logo himself knew that Walpole absolutely trusted him, but one can never be too careful. Walpole was not Crassus or Caesar, so Logo had to be on guard before he could feel at ease.
Furthermore, he has decided that Walpole will remain on Golden Star to continue his research in space science while also guarding the space passage.
"This is Demigod, [Eternal Pure Land]. Familiarize yourself with it first; you'll be able to use it soon."
As he spoke, the mechanical clone tossed out the crystal ball, Walpole quickly caught.
After sensing the spatial mysteries contained within the crystal ball, his eyes became fascinated. He immediately poured his magic power into it, leaving his own soul imprint while studying it oblivious to his surroundings.
The mechanical clone didn't disturb him. Instead, it went to the weapons depot and collected all the equipment it had accumulated over this period of time.
Soon after, Crassus and Caesar arrived.
Logo began a massive weapons giveaway.
With the dragon and tiger looking completely bewildered, they were armed to the teeth.
It's worth mentioning that Crassus recently successfully advanced to Legendary, and the Sub-Eye provided him with tremendous help in this process. Without the latter, Crassus would not have been able to personally forge his first four-star equipment and thus enter the ranks of top-tier Gunners.
"Boss, you... gave all of these to me?" Crassus raised his paw and asked incredulously.
"What? You don't want it?" Logo glanced at him.
Crassus chuckled awkwardly and took two steps back. "No, that's not it. But didn't you always say that I should craft my own equipment and not rely on you too much?"
Upon hearing this, Logo coughed lightly, "Well... the situation has changed. We need to analyze each specific problem. How about this: since you want to be independent and self-reliant, you can hand over your weapons again after this mission is over."
Upon hearing this, Crassus, who was admiring his equipment with great satisfaction, immediately lost his smile, which turned from a smirk to a serious one.
Conversely, the smile shifted to Caesar 'Caesar face. His smug look seemed to say, "Silly Tiger, serves you right for being so talkative. Now you've lost the weapon you were about to get!"
Ignoring the nasty-looking rogue dragon, Crassus asked, "Boss, where are we going?"
"A good place!" Logo said meaningfully.
Caesar and Crassus exchanged a bewildered glance.
Two days later.
Crassus and Caesar, who had passed through the wormhole and were looking down at the Golden Star, were both stunned.
To their utter surprise, their leader actually found the Legend, Destruction Golden Star.
"We've struck it rich!" Caesar muttered to himself, his dark golden vertical pupils gleaming with the unique Radiance of a money-grubber. What was the value of a high-magic planet?
Logo ignored the two guys and looked at Walpole instead.
Can you still sense the spatial markers you left inside the wormhole?
When traversing the wormhole, Walpole deliberately left spatial markers in preparation for constructing a spatial passage.
After closing his eyes and concentrating for a moment, Walpole nodded slightly. "Although the sensation is much weaker, establishing a spatial passage is no problem at all. We have plenty of spatial resources with us."
"That's good!" Logo breathed a sigh of relief, a smile spreading across his eagle-like face.
His biggest worry was that the spatial wormhole would automatically decompose the markings left by Walpole. At that point, it would be a hundred times more troublesome to rebuild the spatial passage, and if they weren't careful, they could all be trapped on Golden Star.
Now that Walpole was confident in constructing the spatial passage, the subsequent actions were a logical next step.
Soon, Logo and Lancelot met in the Golden Royal City without alerting anyone.
Just kidding, with his "Eye of Secrecy," Lancelot has a complete grasp of the situation in the entire royal city. He knows exactly who is trustworthy and who is the enemy.
Furthermore, more than two-thirds of the middle and lower-ranking officers in the royal city's garrison were trained by Lancelot, and they had complete control of the outer city gates, making it incredibly easy for Logo and his men to enter unnoticed.
Inside the mansion.
The two sat facing each other.
This was their first official meeting. Although it was Logo's mechanical clone who came, it was still of great significance. A strange feeling was brewing in their hearts. After looking at each other for a long time, they both laughed and then began to discuss business.
Before long, the plan was finalized.
To be precise, the two of them went through the original plan again and finally confirmed that it was correct.
"Then, let's get started!"
And so, in the Golden Royal City, a hidden and ferocious power was mobilized.
Taking advantage of their overwhelming intelligence superiority, officials defected to 'Second Prince Lancelot ', and the army quietly completed its initial reshuffle.
After doing all this...
Logo released the dragon lich, Gou Site.
Not long after, bad news came from the High Mountain Town east of the Golden Royal City: a terrifying dragon-like monster had invaded human territory and was wreaking havoc.
The Hunter Guild headquarters immediately conscripted powerful hunters to hunt down the monsters, but they all perished. The royal city was shaken, and the second prince suggested to the Golden King that the strongest hunters be dispatched.
The Golden King immediately agreed and issued a conscription order to the Hunters' Union.
Although the Hunters' Union holds a superior position in the Golden Kingdom, it still dares not neglect the orders of the Kingdom's Lord, especially since the news coming from the east is indeed frightening and nerve-wracking.
Left with no other option, Hunter Headquarters finally deployed its ultimate trump card: Chairman Jarvan, the White-Robed Knight.
Soon, news that delighted the citizens of the royal city arrived: the White-Robed Knight, Jarvan, had lived up to expectations and successfully repelled the terrifying dragon-like monster, and was currently in pursuit.
For a time, the entire royal city was immersed in praise for the White-Robed Knight, Jarvan, completely unaware that this Champion hunter was currently in a precarious situation.
The mountains stretch endlessly, and the river winds around like a jade belt, its surface shimmering in the sunlight.
However, this beautiful picture was Destruction in the next moment.
Boom!!
A terrifying gravitational force descended, and a dark gravitational ring spread like waves. Wherever it passed, towering mountains were flattened, rivers were shattered, and the continuous mountain ranges within a radius of hundreds of miles, along with the living creatures within them, were instantly transformed into a flat plain of flesh, trees, soil, and water.
The creator of all this was a middle-aged man dressed in a flowing white robe. Centered on him, the area within a hundred miles was trapped in a terrifying gravitational field with a force ten thousand times greater than gravity. The closer one got to him, the more terrifying the gravity became.
Yet, this very person looked up at the sky as if facing a formidable enemy.
Following the gaze of the White-Robed Knight, Jarvan, a dragon-like monster with tattered wings, a skull head covered in barbs, and an overwhelming aura of darkness swirling around it was looking at him with disdain.
"You are not a demonic beast!" Jarvan said, enunciating each word with absolute certainty. However, the Hunters' Union leader was also puzzled. Why did this monster release such a massive amount of demonic energy at the start of their fight?
Could it be that it can automatically expel demonic energy?
If this is true, the research value of this dragon-like monster will be immeasurable.
Because it represents a possibility.
A possibility to completely solve the flaws of the Hunter System.
Thinking of this, Jarvan licked his dry lips, and a long-lost fighting spirit reappeared in his eyes.
When the dragon lich Gou Site saw that this human with a disability dared to look at him like that, he let out a violent dragon roar in displeasure, and then unleashed a necromantic breath.
The jet-black dragon breath, brimming with negative energy, is like a burning black fire. Wherever it passes, it can turn vast swathes of land into a purgatory and ordinary life into immortal undead.
Faced with this terrifying attack, Jarvan chose to meet it head-on. He spread his arms and then pressed them down sharply.
The surrounding gravity spheres suddenly condensed, their intensity increasing dramatically, transforming into a pitch-black funnel that completely absorbed, decomposed, and ultimately dissipated into nothingness from the undead dragon's breath.
Seeing that his attack had failed, Gou Site became even more dissatisfied. Just as he was about to take the next step, Logo's cold command came to Gou Site's mind.
"Use the Demigod and capture him as quickly as possible! Don't waste time!"
Faced with Logo's orders, Gou Site dared not be negligent in the slightest. He would never forget the unforgettable treatment he had received in the laboratory.
And if he disobeys, another consciousness dormant deep within his soul will awaken and instantly seize control of his body. At that time, he will be plunged into a terrifying darkness where there is no time or space, only nothingness and loneliness.
Gou Site vowed never to let it happen again.
In fact, Logo learned the means to control Gou Site from the Second Blood Ancestor.
To cultivate a second personality as a means of controlling Gou Site, so that in critical moments, one can directly seize control of the body.
With the addition of various unforgettable experiences for the dragon and a high-intensity brainwashing process, the dragon lich Gou Site thus became Logo's loyal hound.
While there's no guarantee it will never betray you, at least with Logo overseeing things, Gou Site is still someone you can trust.
Upon receiving Logo's order, Gou Site first took out the [Dark Mystery], and mysterious and grand True Dragon language emanated from his mouth. The surface of the Demigod artifact staff, which resembled a twisted tree root, was covered with a dazzling array of runes.
As Gou Site activated his staff, the runes seemed to detach, soaring into the sky and transforming into a dark, ghostly claw amidst the rolling, eerie winds, before slamming down.
At the same time, a carpet emanating a ghostly green aura appeared beneath Gou Site's feet. Countless lines flew out from the [Nether Purgatory] magic carpet, instantly forming a pyramid-shaped cage.
Within this cage, shadow warriors materialized, each one a Legendary, numbering as many as seventy or eighty. These shadow warriors all wielded identical long swords, their blades burning with infernal flames capable of harming the soul.
The fundamental rule of [Nether Purgatory] is that only by killing all these shadow warriors can one break free from its constraints.
After the two Demigod were unleashed, the necromantic energy within Gou Site's body plummeted to less than a third.
In contrast, the White-Robed Knight, Jarvan, who had just displayed overwhelming power, now had an unprecedentedly solemn expression, as he sensed the approach of death.
"Demigod?!" Jarvan was shocked and at the same time felt extremely helpless.
Because their bodies are severely corrupted by demonic energy, the hunters are unable to use conventional Transcendent weapons.
Therefore, although they discovered some Demigod in ancient ruins, they were unable to unleash the true power of the weapons and sometimes even suffered backlash.
Now, watching this strange-looking dragon bully him with Demigod, Jarvan couldn't help but feel a pang of bitterness in his heart.
The distant sky.
The mechanical clone stood side by side with Walpole, their gazes sweeping across mountains and rivers, fixed on the fierce battlefield.
After observing for a while, Logo suddenly smiled, "Looks like you don't need to play!"
Walpole nodded upon hearing this and said, "After Gou Site transformed into a dragon lich, he already possessed Peak Epic combat power. Coupled with two Demigod, he could even put up a certain level of resistance against Low-Rank Demigod. Although that Jarvan is powerful and considered a top figure among his peers, he is still somewhat inferior to Gou Site, who wields Demigod!"
"Yes, that's right. Although Jarvan has extremely high talent, he is ultimately affected by the environment of Golden Star, and his downfall is only a matter of time. However, if we can subdue him and solve the fatal flaw of the Hunter System for him, this guy can probably advance to Demigod very quickly!" The Eagle Eye of the mechanical clone flashed with a different kind of light, as if it saw a lush, thriving leek.
It would be such a waste not to have such talent within our own ranks!
No, we must help him abandon darkness and embrace the light.
The battle ended as the two had predicted: after a fierce fight, Jarvan was finally sealed away by Gou Site using [Nether Purgatory].
Looking at Jarvan, who was entangled in countless black threads, Logo muttered to himself, "The most troublesome person in the royal city has been dealt with. Now, it's time to move on!"
Half an hour later!
Lancelot made up a random excuse and went to the palace to pay homage to the Golden King.
Inside the magnificent, golden hall.
The Golden King remained seated high on his throne, looking down at Lancelot, who was kneeling on one knee.
"Adelia, you said you had something important to report. What is it? Now you can tell me, right?" The Golden King leaned forward and asked with a majestic expression.
Lancelot, his face filled with sorrow, said, "Your Majesty, I have just discovered that my elder brother has bribed one of my guards to secretly monitor my every move, intending to find an opportunity to kill me. You must do me justice!"
Upon hearing this, the Golden King's heart skipped a beat, and he narrowed his eyes, asking, "Which guard?"
"Wind Leopard Polieka!" Lancelot cried out in grief.
"So, did you arrest him?" the Golden King probed again, his heart pounding slightly.
"No," Lancelot shook his head. "I came to report to you as soon as I received the news. Please, do me justice!"
Hearing this, the Golden King felt relieved, but then he started thinking about how to kill him to cover it up. Wind Leopard Polieka was his man, and this matter absolutely could not be known to the second-in-command, nor could it be known to the eldest.
Otherwise, the two brothers might gang up on their old father.
To silence Polieka, it was necessary to secure the right to a trial, and before that, to take Polieka into custody.
Thinking of this, the Golden King stepped down from his throne, a gentle expression on his face. He approached Lancelot, smiled, bent down, and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Don't worry, I'll immediately send men to arrest and interrogate Polieka. I'll definitely give you justice!"
Upon hearing this, Lancelot looked up, a look of delight on his face.
The Golden King thought the second brother was happy because of his words, but little did he know that Lancelot was laughing because he saw the Golden King approaching him.
He slowly stood up, and under the disapproving gaze of the Golden King, said, "Does Your Majesty know a saying?"
"What?"
The Golden King was furious. How could his second son be so disrespectful today? He stood up without the king giving any orders. He was determined to punish him severely.
As for the fact that this second son in front of him wasn't his own child, the Golden King never even considered it; it was simply too insane.
Lancelot grinned, unleashing a torrent of Haki that shook the royal palace. Under the watchful gaze of the Golden King's wildly expanding pupils, he slowly extended his palm, covered in dragon scales.
"Royal power is only ten steps away, a thousand miles away! Your Majesty, you... are too close to me!"