The court meeting concluded, and the courtiers, each with their own agendas, withdrew.
Logo sat high on his throne, his expression enigmatic. "After becoming the rightful king, with a legitimate title, many things feel quite different."
"And what's more, I've actually gained an extra passive talent..."
An information panel popped up, and a new entry appeared in the [Talent] section.
[King's Crown] is a passive talent that appears automatically after Logo defeats the White Wolf Royal Capital and is officially crowned king. It helps him consolidate his Fortune, resist damage from mystical abilities such as causality and curses, and also increases his resistance to abnormal statuses, making it a rather considerable buff.
Furthermore, the [King's Crown] also allows Logo to naturally suppress his subordinates with his aura. Anyone who works under him will be crushed when their auras clash with his.
The reason why the Demon Pattern Grand Duke performed so poorly just now is partly due to this.
In short, Logo is very 'restrained' with his subordinates.
The addition of a passive talent was a welcome piece of news, not too bad, not too bad. Logo was in a good mood, lightly tapping his fingers on the armrest of his throne, and smiled faintly, "Next, it's time to add fuel to the fire in the Radiant Empire's situation!"
Beyond Planet Oklo, in the 6th sector of the Radiant Empire, in the Silver Serpent Galaxy.
Two massive space fleets are facing off against each other.
One group of warships, shaped like long shuttles, were densely packed together, resembling a school of swimming fish, appearing quite agile. This was the border defense force of the Silver Serpent Galaxy of the Dawn Empire.
The other side's warships were much more rugged than those of the Dawn Empire, resembling irregular large rocks with many edges and corners. Each edge was equipped with an energy cannon, capable of attacking from 720 degrees without any blind spots.
These 'stone warships' belong to the Dwarf Race of the Corte Alliance. They are warships that combine technology and magic, possessing fierce firepower but slow speed.
"Commander, these filthy dwarves dare to enter the Empire's absolute defense perimeter! We must give them a good beating and demonstrate our national power!" A young Geya People officer shouted, his eyes blazing with fury. Judging from the violent heaving of his chest, he was clearly enraged.
This is normal. In the past, it was always the Geya People's fleet that went out to show off their power, occasionally intimidating the neighboring fleets, and then leaving arrogantly.
When did it become the turn of these former cowards to ride on their necks and pull arrows?!
If they don't fight back, they won't have the face to go back and see their families.
The young officer's words represented the thoughts of the vast majority of people in the command at that moment. The glory of the Radiant Empire for thousands of years made it difficult for these exceptionally proud Geya People to tolerate the humiliation before them.
However, Fleet Commander Geruiou remained unusually calm. He directly rejected the young officer's suggestion and ordered that anyone who dared to initiate an attack should be dealt with according to military law, thus suppressing the agitated group of subordinates.
"Heh, you've got quite a sense of the big picture, haven't you? But if you two don't fight, how can the Royal Court reap the benefits? Let me help you..."
Logo, who had transformed into an intelligent life form and was hidden in the warship's information system, witnessed the entire process of the dispute Geya People at the command headquarters.
Looking at the resentful young Geya officers, Logo understood that at this moment, only a small spark was needed to ignite the powder keg and set the borders of the Radiant Empire ablaze with war.
As for where Mars came from?
Logo smiled faintly, and using his advantage as an intelligent life form, he swiftly broke through the firewalls of the Radiant Empire's border fleet's information system, located the fire control system, and activated it!
In war, when one side activates its fire control radar to illuminate the other, it is often seen as a signal to start a war. Logo's purpose is clear: to incite war between the Dwarf Race and the Geya People, and further drag the Radiant Empire into the quagmire of war.
Meanwhile, the dwarven fleet.
"Commander, the Radiant Empire has activated its fire control system; they are about to launch an attack!"
An officer from the radar detection department issued an urgent signal.
Bang!!
Commander Yinnuke, the commander of the dwarven fleet, slammed his fist against the metal wall beside him and roared, "Order all warships to attack immediately!"
As the swarm attack from the dwarven fleet ripped through the dark Starry Sky, Logo, hidden within the Radiant Empire's fleet information system, quietly departed. He knew that war was now inevitable.
And it turned out just as he had predicted.
The dwarves' attack caused Commander Geruiou of the Radiance Fleet to lose control of his agitated subordinates. After a long sigh, the battle-hardened commander's face turned serious, and he began to truly engage in the war.
Beams of light filled the sky, warships crisscrossed the waters...
The Silver Serpent Galaxy, the Giant Bear Galaxy, the Bright Moon Galaxy, the Kardun'an Galaxy...
Almost simultaneously, on the border of the Radiant Empire outside the Planet Oklo, a fierce war broke out.
One after another, the Radiant Empire's space fleets, which had been ordered to remain in place and not to act rashly, were forced into the war. Upon receiving the news, Pope Anthony, unusually unable to control his emotions, unleashed a furious outburst in front of several close confidants.
After the Pope finished venting his anger, Golden Lion Jiesili said with a grave expression, "Your Majesty, something's strange about this!"
"What do you mean?" Pope Anthony turned around abruptly, his eyes sharp as a hawk's, exuding an overwhelming sense of pressure.
Golden Lion Jiesili, however, remained unaffected, as he was already used to it. He said, "The Corte Alliance and other nations fighting on our border all claim unequivocally that it was our border fleet that initiated the attack by activating its fire control radar..."
"What do you mean? You think they weren't lying?" Pope Anthony's expression changed, and his mood plummeted.
If those dwarves, elves, and spellcasters weren't lying, wouldn't that prove that the space fleet really did disobey orders and launch a preemptive attack?!
If they dare disobey my orders today, will they rebel tomorrow?
Thinking of this, a terrifying murderous intent flashed in Pope Anthony's eyes once again.
Seeing this, Golden Lion Jiesili realized something was wrong and quickly explained, "Your Majesty has misunderstood me!"
What are you trying to say?
"I... what I mean is, one or two border fleets might be rebellious, but it's impossible for all the fleets along the border to be like that, right? As far as I know, Vice Admiral Geruiou of the Silver Serpent Galaxy is absolutely loyal to you. How could he launch an attack against orders? Perhaps there's some misunderstanding..." Golden Lion Jiesili said rapidly, not daring to be negligent, fearing that this extremely bloodthirsty leader would unleash another massacre and spread the purge to the space fleets.
As the commander of the Judgment Knights and the head of the Inquisition, Golden Lion Jiesili was already quite bloodthirsty, but compared to Pope Anthony, he was still far inferior; the Pope was the truly ruthless one.
Even the High-Rank Demigod, Great God Gaite, who had guarded the border for many years and made outstanding contributions, gave up without hesitation, which shows how serious this was!
So much so that even the Radical Faction Golden Lion Jiesili felt his pope was too extreme.
"A misunderstanding..." Pope Anthony had calmed down by now, pondering the last two words of Golden Lion Jiesili's words, his eyes flashing, "You mean, there's a third-party force involved?"
"Good!" Golden Lion Jiesili breathed a sigh of relief. As long as his boss regained his senses, there wouldn't be any major problems. He was just afraid that the Pope might do something irreversible in a fit of anger.
Unfortunately, the Pope is particularly concerned about his image and will not correct his mistakes. He is more accustomed to covering them up. Therefore, it is necessary to stop the Pope before he makes a mistake.
Who could it be?
"The ability to hack into the fleet's information command system without leaving a trace must belong to a high-level mechanical Transcendent!"
"Mechanics? Veyin Empire? Or Crimson Alliance?"
"I don't know, but we can't let this happen again. I suggest that all fleets shut down their existing communication systems, adopt relatively primitive command methods, and immediately contact our powerful, friendly Mechanics to rebuild our firewall system..."
"Okay, we'll do it your way!"
"Furthermore, Your Majesty, you must make a decision!"
"What do you mean?" The Pope frowned again, clearly displeased.
Golden Lion Jiesili's scalp tingled, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and proceed. "Your Majesty, we cannot afford to fight on multiple fronts, and even if we could, what could we do? Are we just going to keep fighting? If we do, the hatred will only deepen, and the Empire will truly become the target of everyone's wrath! Please reconsider..."
Having said that, Golden Lion Jiesili knelt on one knee, head bowed, ready to be punished.
After a long silence, a long sigh rang out, "Go and order the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to prepare for mediation..."
With a slight smile, Golden Lion Jiesili breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, His Majesty hadn't been blinded by anger. It wasn't too late to mend the fence after the sheep were lost.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will take care of it immediately!"
Jiesili withdrew, assuming that the Radiant Empire would soon end the war and return to the previous stalemate.
But he forgot that war is like a runaway carriage; you can get it moving, but you can't stop it whenever you want.
"Innocent!!"
In the Buratino Royal Palace, Logo smiled contemptuously and, under the glaring gaze of the Radiance Messenger below, tossed the letter of state aside.
"Go back and tell your Pope that unless he is willing to cede the entire Light-Bathed Sea and the territory previously demanded by the allied forces, the allied forces will not retreat."
"Hmph, you'll regret this!"
The Radiance Messenger stood up angrily and left.
However, war is beyond human control, and anger cannot change anything.
As time went on, more and more forces joined the feast of dividing up the Radiant Empire.
This empire, which has been the dominant power on Planet Oklo for thousands of years, is being weakened little by little, and is gradually falling from its throne under the watchful eyes of all sides with varying emotions!