Inside the bronze-cast hall, the lamplight flickered, and knights clad in heavy armor wielded long spears, their movements as powerful as collapsing mountains, possessing an extreme, violent beauty.
Knight of the Mountain, Coles, leader of the Lancer Organization, a powerful knight at the peak of the Peak Demigod level, comes from the Reynolds Civilization.
However, Coles looked very different from Ya Er Dun and the thirteenth prince. He was a full six meters tall, with yellowish-brown scales on his skin, gray hair, and only his pupils were a striking blue.
Clearly, Coles is of mixed race.
The Reynolds Civilization is one of many Astral Realm- level civilizations in the Prado Universe System, with a long history.
Initially, the citizens of the Reynolds Civilization were all pure-blooded, possessing dazzling golden skin, pure and elegant snow-white hair, and azure eyes that symbolized profound wisdom. Similar to the Tia Empire in the Elven Plane, the Reynolds Civilization was also a magic-based civilization, with spellcasters as the main Transcendent group, looking down on everything, proud and elegant.
In the eyes of the Reno People, other intelligent life forms were all beasts and slaves, the conquered, and had no status whatsoever.
However, the development of civilization is never smooth sailing. Even though the Third Age of the Astral Realm was relatively peaceful, unlike the Savage era, there were still undercurrents.
Throughout its development, the Reynolds Civilization has faced numerous deadly crises, nearly becoming extinct on more than one occasion.
At a critical moment, Renault's leadership had no choice but to elevate the status of the conquered by providing slaves with methods of Transcendent cultivation, thus enabling these once-neglected ants to participate in the war and fight for civilization.
War is the most valuable touchstone; it will select the pearls that have been covered in dust and forge the most powerful swords.
The battlefield is also the easiest place to build friendships. When soldiers stand back to back, entrusting their lives to each other, even the deepest barriers will dissipate with the wind.
The long and arduous war, forged in blood and fire, led many of the originally stubborn Reno People to accept these conquered people, resulting in reconciliation and even intermarriage...
And so, the first mixed-race individuals emerged.
Initially, the mixed-race individuals did not attract much attention in the Reynolds Civilization; their only notable trait was their terrifying numbers.
As another long period of time passed, under the powerful influence of time, the absolute numerical advantage of mixed-race individuals began to slowly reveal its power.
Among countless mediocre people, as long as one genius emerges, he can lead the race to unprecedented progress!
Quantitative change leads to qualitative change; this principle will never be outdated.
After producing several outstanding leaders, the Mixed Blood Faction began to grow rapidly. When the Pure Blood Faction realized this and tried to contain it, war broke out, and they had no choice but to put the matter aside for the time being.
But by the time the war ended, it was too late.
Because, through the tempering of blood and fire, the first God Level powerhouse belonging to the Mixed Blood Faction was born.
Knights, a lowly profession once looked down upon by spellcasters, have somehow produced a god.
From that point on, the Mixed Blood Faction fully entered the historical stage of the Reynolds Civilization.
The conflict between purebloods and mixed-race individuals was brought to the forefront, leading to a head-on confrontation!
The only thing that the Pure Blood Faction can be thankful for is that they still have the advantage in terms of force. The purebloods also have a god, an ancient God Level Mage, and the Pure Blood Faction also control the main seats in the government and most of the high-end magic technology.
But it's already impossible to wipe out the hybrids.
It's not just a matter of strength; the two sides have quietly merged into one over time.
Without the Mixed Blood Faction, the Reynolds Civilization is not merely a matter of its strength plummeting; it's as if half its spine has been removed, potentially leading to its immediate disintegration.
Since things have come to this, we can only make do. Fortunately, with two peaks standing side by side, the situation is still passable.
However, the sheer number of Mixed Blood Faction always hung like a sword over their heads, making the Pure Blood Faction uneasy. Their pride would not allow them to one day be dominated by these filthy mixed-race individuals who had once been slaves and beasts.
In order to solve the problem of a small population, the Pure Blood Faction began to formulate a series of measures to encourage childbirth in order to expand the Pure Blood Faction population.
Unfortunately, Pure Blood Faction have a low desire to have children, while people of Mixed Blood Faction have a continuously increasing population.
At one point, King Reynolds even considered using genetic engineering to mass-produce humans, but he suppressed this idea as soon as it arose.
For the relatively traditional Pure Blood Faction, daring to challenge the ethical order that has lasted for tens of thousands of years would inevitably be met with opposition from all citizens.
Once the people discover that he has this idea, then his abdication will not be far off.
Civilization may belong to the rulers, but it belongs even more to the people!
However, the power of the people can only be fully mobilized in the most critical and extreme situations, at which point everything in the world will tremble under this terrifying force.
That said, the racial conflicts within the Reynolds Civilization are extremely intense, and the struggle between purebloods and mixed-bloods has spread to every corner of the civilization.
The conflict between Platinum Glory and the Lancers is just the tip of the iceberg of this larger trend.
But this very tip of the iceberg will become a weapon in Logo's hands, and even sow the seeds for the future destruction of the Reynolds Civilization.
Da da da!
The steady footsteps approached from afar. Coles stopped what he was doing and looked up. A silver-haired Elf Race youth walked towards him, moving slowly like a bright Mingyue. His expression was calm and composed, neither arrogant nor humble. His voice was gentle and warm, making one think of the words "gentleman." He naturally gave people an extremely kind and pleasant feeling, exuding charm.
"Knight Chongyue, have you made up your mind?" the Moon Elf clone (potion clone) asked.
Thump!
Coles slammed his spear into the ground, sending a gust of air surging through him. The hair on the forehead of his potion-enhanced clone was ruffled, but he remained unmoved, calmly gazing at the imposing knight before him.
"Yes!" Coles ' voice boomed like thunder. "Don't forget your promise afterwards. Star Sea Bank will provide a 3 million Star Wheel interest-free loan to support the Lancers' business expansion."
The clone of the potion smiled calmly, yet appeared absolutely stunning. "Of course, you don't think Star Sea Bank would be stingy with such a small amount of money, do you?"
Coles strode forward in silence, the heavy armor on his body clanging and rubbing against each other with each step, making a crisp, grating sound, like a steel monster moving.
One hour later.
The armed forces base of Star Sea Bank welcomed Audora and her entourage.
To welcome this important figure from above, Armed Forces Minister Liu Yan Myleson, along with his deputy minister, Exorcist Sickle, and a group of subordinates, came to greet him, adopting a very humble attitude and giving him ample face.
Logo took control of the bloodline clone and stood behind Audora, his eyes fixed straight ahead, as if he were an insignificant follower. In reality, every word Audora spoke was secretly told to her by Logo.
So much so that after a brief exchange, Myleson's heart sank, and he cursed inwardly, "What kind of rubbish is this information from Bazel? This girl is clearly very difficult to deal with. What do you mean she's just a harmless child? That's utter nonsense. Look at her calm and collected expression, combined with her words, she's definitely a cunning and troublesome character..."
'Luckily, I didn't act according to Bazel's intelligence, otherwise I would have directly offended someone!'
Myleson muttered to himself, and served Audora remained expressionless from beginning to end, even more carefully.
Little did he know, his seemingly unfathomable superior was currently complaining in a low voice, "Logo, when can I change my expression? This is so tiring."
"Just bear with it a little longer, it'll be over soon." Logo coaxed Audora helplessly. It wasn't that he was afraid of revealing his secret, but rather that he was worried that this little miss might chop up Myleson if she got upset, which would be troublesome.
"Okay, you'd better hurry up..."
Enter the lobby.
Everyone present took their seats.
Audora naturally sat in the seat of honor.
To her left was Myleson, and to her right was Sickle.
Unlike Myleson, who was carefully trying to please Audora, Sickle appeared very serious and didn't say a word.
Seeing this, Myleson couldn't help but sneer, "Foolish fellow, still inflexible. Want to climb the ranks? Just being a fighter isn't enough. Without currying favor with those above you, you'll never get promoted! No wonder your ministerial position fell into my hands..."
After chatting for a while, under Logo's guidance, Audora first glanced around with feigned authority, then parted her red lips slightly and asked with a straight face, "Are all the mid- to high-ranking commanders of the armed forces here?"
Myleson immediately sat up straight, patted his chest, and said, "Of course, I had already recalled them before your arrival, and they are ready to listen to your instructions at any time!"
"Is that so? Very well then, assemble your troops now and surround Platinum Glory Graystone Castle!" Audora said expressionlessly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Myleson's expression froze, as if a pause button had been pressed on his face.
The meeting hall fell silent; you could hear a pin drop. Many officers held their breath, not daring to make a sound. Subtle glances swept across the faces of the two leaders, seemingly assessing the situation.
After a long silence, Myleson sighed softly, "Your Excellency Audora, your joke is not funny."
"I'm not joking!" Audora emphasized again.
Myleson narrowed his eyes and resolutely refused, saying, "Then please forgive me for not being able to carry out your orders. Platinum Glory and Graystone Castle have not harmed Star Sea Bank's interests and should not be punished by force!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Myleson gave his subordinate a wink, signaling him to leave the meeting room and report back. The cunning fellow had realized something was wrong!
But by then, it was too late.
Pfft!
A flash of black light, and a head flew up silently, only to be caught by a large hand.
Clutching the still-bleeding head, Exorcist Sickle slowly rose, his powerful aura filling the entire arena. Under everyone's gaze, he approached Audora, knelt on one knee, head bowed, and said, "Your Excellency, the traitor has been slain!"
Clang!
Myleson drew his weapon and roared, "Sickle, how dare you! Do you know what you're doing?"
Sickle completely ignored Myleson, kneeling there like a marble statue, as if he would never get up unless Audora told him to.
Logo glanced at the man and thought to himself, "The intelligence was right. He's a resolute and brave professional soldier, not very cunning, reliable, strong, and with outstanding professional skills. His only weakness is that he doesn't know how to flatter his superiors."
Seeing that Sickle ignored him, Myleson turned to Audora, moving towards the door while demanding in a stern voice, "Are you going to execute someone without warning? Slaughter an officer without cause is a crime according to Starship Military Regulations; you should be handed over to a military court!"
As he said this, Myleson repeatedly gestured to the people around him.
Several officers immediately stood up, ready to support their leader, but as the blade pierced their abdomens, guards suddenly appeared and killed them instantly.
Myleson finally understood that his boss had never come to inspect the work; he was there to seize power.
Moreover, he had already bribed Deputy Minister Sickle in advance and used Sickle's prestige to suppress most of the officers.
He was now completely trapped!
Thinking of this, fear swept over me like a chilling current.
According to the rules of Star Sea Bank, what he and the Bazel Brothers did was enough to get them killed a dozen times over.
We can't get caught, we have to escape quickly!
Upon realizing this, the ring on Myleson's right middle finger instantly lit up, then shattered with a bang, transforming into a powerful spatial force that formed a continuously spinning vortex behind him.
Once swallowed by this vortex, Myleson could teleport away from the armed forces headquarters and escape.
This ring, named "Void Echo," is a one-time use spatial item at the six-star Immortal level. It is Myleson's greatest means of survival, and the spatial vortex it creates is extremely stable, allowing him to retreat calmly even when facing an attack from Peak Demigod.
However, he was unaware that his female superior possessed a perfect-level spatial talent called "Space-Devouring Ring".
What is Void Devouring?
As the name suggests, Void Devouring!
Myleson's desperate struggle caused Audora's cold and unchanging expression to melt away like an iceberg, blossoming into a radiant smile.
The active girl had been holding it in for so long, and now she can finally let it all out!
"Void Devouring... Ring!"
As she uttered those words, Audora's voice became hollow, and silver rings appeared deep within her pupils, layer upon layer, like Endless Abyss.
At the same time, with a casual wave of her fair, jade-like hand, the space trembled and spread like a tidal wave, creating towering waves. Behind Myleson, a Black Hole, seemingly hidden in an infinite dimension, silently appeared.
Click! Click!
The space first shattered like glass, then suddenly contracted, the vortex exploded, and was completely swallowed by the silvery Black Hole at the edge, including Myleson!
The so-called "Void Echo" are insignificant compared to the "Space-Devouring Ring," like dust compared to stars!