Fujia arrived at the entrance of the family's main hall, where Webster was already waiting.
Although Fujia was his junior, he represented Logo's will, and the cunning Webster naturally had to show his stance. Regardless of whether Logo cared or not, the old snake wouldn't make such a basic mistake. He had to constantly convey one concept to His Majesty—loyalty!
"Chieftain!" Fujia hurried forward, "Why did you come out to greet me personally?"
Webster, however, kept a straight face. "Isn't this what a subordinate should do?"
Fujia was taken aback, and couldn't help but glance at his old clan chief, sincerely feeling that there was still much he needed to learn.
"Did His Majesty send you here with any instructions?" Webster asked as he turned to walk into the hall.
"His Majesty only asked me to keep a close eye on the situation on Planet Pandora, and by the way, to ask how the ' Chaos Alliance ' plan is progressing," Fujia said, following behind Webster with his head slightly bowed.
Upon hearing this, Webster paused slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said, "I have finished compiling the intelligence on Planet Pandora and will report it directly to His Majesty. As for the Chaos Alliance and the Arcane Ring, with the connections our Serpent Ring Family has built up over tens of thousands of years, persuading them shouldn't be difficult. The key is the Dark Council and the Slaughter Divine Church. The former is easier to deal with; as long as the money is right, those old assassins aren't opposed to cooperation. As for the latter... those Slaughter madmen are really difficult to communicate with."
After listening to what he said, Fujia nodded slightly and smiled, "As long as you, Chieftain, can handle the Dark Council, His Majesty has a way to deal with the Slaughter Divine Church."
"Oh?" Webster was taken aback at first, then tentatively turned to look at Fujia, but received no response from the latter.
Webster didn't take it to heart; in fact, he was quite pleased.
Whether Logo's methods were superior, allowing him to quickly subdue Fujia, or whether the latter was shrewd and discreet, it was a good thing.
The former indicates that the Serpent Ring Family followed the right person, while the latter indicates that the Serpent Ring Family has successors.
No matter how you look at it, our Serpent Ring Family isn't losing out.
"His Majesty is a man of great talent and unfathomable wisdom. You must serve him faithfully. As for the Dark Council, there's no need to worry. Go back and report to His Majesty, and we'll await good news."
While Fujia and Webster were exchanging words, on a space station controlled by the Dark Council outside Planet Pandora...
In a low-end entertainment bar located in a remote part of the space station, a hunched-over green-skinned man hurried in, glanced around, and then fixed his gaze on a person sitting under the glaring neon lights.
This was a burly human, sitting imposingly on a leather sofa, wearing heavy combat gear. He tilted his head back and boldly gulped down a barrel of strong liquor, the pale blue liquid running down his chin and soaking his thick, lion-mane-like beard.
"Boss Fulisa, we've found a good target," the green-skinned man said as he approached.
The burly man known as Fulisa slammed down the barrel, the glistening liquid splashing out and refracting brilliant colors under the light. Leaning forward, Fulisa glared at the green-skinned man with his copper-bell eyes, a fierce grin on his face. "Tell me carefully!"
Fulisa's eyes were an eerie red, with nested concentric rings. Looking into his eyes could easily cause one to faint. The green-skinned man quickly lowered his head and said rapidly but clearly, "That should be a group of refugees. Although their spaceship is disguised, I can tell at a glance that it's the latest generation of the Veyin Empire's ' Flying Star Series ' spaceships. Any one of them is worth over ten million Ta Pound; they're definitely high-end."
"That group of people piloted four spaceships, and judging from their extravagant spending on supplies, they must be incredibly wealthy—definitely easy prey!"
After the green-skinned man finished speaking, Fulisa stroked his beard, flicked away his drink, and hesitated, saying, "Four flying star spaceships, the pilots must be quite powerful. With our strength, I'm afraid we might not be able to take them down."
"How about we report this to the captain? If the entire Red Lion Star Pirate Group goes together, there definitely won't be any problems!" the green-skinned man suggested tentatively.
The Red Lion Star Pirate Group are a veteran pirate group in the Elven Plane, possessing over a thousand raiding ships. Their leader is a Demigod powerhouse who has committed numerous atrocities and was once wanted by the Guta Federation with a bounty of 300 million Ta Pound. Not long ago, this bounty was suddenly withdrawn, along with many other bounties.
Theoretically speaking, with no longer being wanted and having legitimate identities, the best option for the Red Lion Star Pirate Group, led by their Demigod leader, is to go straight and live a legitimate life.
Unfortunately, some people are born criminals; they feel uneasy if they don't kill someone for a day, and they feel like they've lost money if they don't rob someone for two days...
The leader of the Red Lion Gang is such an 'outstanding criminal talent'.
As his subordinate and capable subordinate, Fulisa naturally inherited his boss's fine habits. Reforming? Forget it. Eating large chunks of meat, drinking from large bowls, roaming the Starry Sky, and robbing are the true paths of heroes like us. Being a law-abiding citizen? Wouldn't that just mean being bullied by the officials?
Fulisa laughed, his expression ferocious. "Are you sure you want to see the captain? If there's not enough meat and fat, the captain might just eat you alive."
The green-skinned man's throat bobbed, and fear filled his eyes, but he still nodded, indicating that he was absolutely certain he hadn't misjudged them; those people were definitely easy prey.
Seeing this, Fulisa finally stood up, patted the green-skinned man on the shoulder, and laughed, "You're not bad, kid. If you can really satisfy the captain this time, I'll recommend you for a leadership position and let you lead a raiding party on your own."
The green-skinned man's face lit up with ecstasy, and he thanked them profusely, while the other space pirates in the room looked on with envy, wishing they could take his place.
Fulisa strode out with a gruff laugh, "Men, follow me! I'm taking you to eat meat!"
Upon receiving Fulisa's report, the Red Lion captain immediately led his men from a desolate planet not far from Planet Pandora, which served as the Red Lion Star Pirate Group ' temporary base.
With everything prepared, the Red Lion Star Pirate Group activated the fleet's covert system and lay in ambush outside Planet Pandora, waiting for their prey to leave the dock.
On the other side, inside the Flying Star Spaceship, a handsome middle-aged man sat upright, but his brows were etched with an unyielding gloom.
"Kudolin, the supplies have been replenished and the gifts have been purchased. Shouldn't we set off?" A female Blood Clan approached and whispered.
"Let's go." Kudolin sighed, still looking listless.
Seeing this, the female secretary's eyes flickered slightly, and she said, "Sir, I think you don't need to worry so much. With your connections in the Crimson Alliance, you shouldn't be made to face too many difficulties. Besides, whether the Crimson Alliance's Titan Fortress can be activated is still in our hands. Even if it's for the sake of profit, the higher-ups of the Military Control Committee wouldn't dare to turn against us."
"Sigh, I hope so." Kudolin sighed, rubbing his temples. His secretary's words had cheered him up a little.
But he still had a lingering unease in his heart: he had personally participated in the attack on the Holy Sword Academy.
The Holy Sword Academy faction has become the most powerful faction in the Crimson Alliance, boasting not only the older generation Moon Breaker Maxwell, but also the newly Pillar of the Nation, Radiance of Holy Light Lancelot.
Perhaps factions like the Constellation Academy and the Radiant Sun Academy might spare him, Steel Refining Academy, due to the Titan Fortress, would be more likely to speak up for him, but the Holy Sword... is the representative of the Radical Faction of the Crimson Alliance.
After a brief rest on Planet Pandora, the Blood Clan piloted their flying star spaceship away from the space station and headed into the vast expanse of space.
The Red Lion Star Pirate Group, who had been keeping a close eye on the Blood Clan Blood Clan, immediately discovered their movements.
The leader, Red Lion, is a Demigod of the magical beast type. His massive body is crouched on a special spaceship that resembles a mechanical throne, and his soft, thick crimson fur moves without wind, like a burning flame.
"Are the spaceship anchors ready? The Flying Star Series spaceships are extremely valuable; don't damage these treasures." The Red Lion Commander spoke, his voice rough and powerful, like the sound of a burst of flame.
"No problem, Captain. I've brought out all the restraints in stock. We can definitely keep these fat sheep here," Fulisa assured him, patting his chest with a smug tone.
Robbery is the most important business among space pirates, which has led to the development of various unique interception methods. Among them, spaceship anchors are a relatively common method. The principle is to use gravitational field resonance to physically slow down the spaceship, similar to the arresting cables on an aircraft carrier.
After the spaceship slows down, the space pirates will use signal jammers and other equipment to hack into the spaceship's intelligent system, severing its connection with the main AI, or use information viruses to violently destroy it. Then, they will install a new spaceship AI. After this process, the spaceship can be sold.
Space pirates generally don't use the stolen ships directly; they sell them on the black market. Space pirates who don't follow this code of conduct don't last long.
Although the method was common, the spaceship anchor was remarkably effective. Once the Blood Clan spaceship entered the anchor's interception range, at Fulisa's command, spherical mechanical objects were launched, spreading out countless gravitational threads that distorted the surrounding space.
Due to the large number of anchors, the Blood Clan's flying star spaceship was quickly stopped and its speed was greatly reduced.
"Warning, warning! The warp drive has been subjected to abnormal interference, the transmission system has failed, and we have been forced to exit warp drive... Beep beep beep, high-energy reaction detected, the ship's shields have been automatically activated..."
The piercing electronic alarm blared in his ears, Kudolin's expression changed. He quickly turned on the all-around 3D projection, and the image of the Starry Sky appeared before his eyes.
When he saw the ships approaching like bloodthirsty sharks, Kudolin's face darkened, especially when he noticed the insignia on the ships' external armor; his expression became even more unpleasant.
"The Red Lion Star Pirate Group!"
whoosh--
As Kudolin's exclamation faded, a massive, surging pillar of fire descended from the sky. Its surface was orange-red, its interior a bluish-green, and its Core Zone a blazing white, bright and intense, even more dazzling than the sun. The terrifying heat created rolling waves of heat that licked at the Flying Star spaceship's energy shield, causing cracks to appear with a series of snaps before it finally exploded with a deafening roar. The space pirates followed closely behind, launching their landing operation.
The Red Lion Commander is a noble-blooded magical beast with the bloodline of the Solar Golden Lion. The temperature of its flames rises continuously as the concentration of its bloodline increases. Initially, it was only a few hundred degrees, but now it is comparable to the temperature inside a star, making it easy to break through energy shields.
After a moment's hesitation, Kudolin made his move.
Originally, he didn't want to reveal his identity to avoid being Radical Faction of the Crimson Alliance. But now, with the Demigod attacking, if he didn't act, his entire army would be wiped out.
In terms of strength, Kudolin is not even ranked in the upper-middle tier among Low-Rank Demigod; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to be stopped by three Peak Epic back then.
However, because he was carrying out an important mission, his equipment was extremely luxurious, and he had many trump cards up his sleeve.
With a thought, Kudolin's deep blue suit quickly transformed into a specially made bio-armor that covered his entire body, with the blood-red crystal on his chest exuding an extremely rich Blood Clan aura.
In his hand, he held a sharp longsword. With a light sweep of the sword, Kudolin cut a long, thin wound in the air. Caught off guard, the Red Lion captain had half a claw severed, hot blood splattering across the sky as he screamed in agony.
The ensuing battle was almost entirely one-sided. Facing Kudolin, who was equipped with a set of Rare Demigod, the Red Lion Captain was quickly severely injured and fled in panic. The entire pirate crew was decimated by the enraged Kudolin, with seven or eight out of ten being killed, and Fulisa was also wiped out.
However, Kudolin, who had achieved such a dazzling victory, showed no joy whatsoever. His cold gaze swept across the surrounding Starry Sky. In Kudolin's eyes at this moment, each twinkling star seemed to have turned into a malicious eyeball, staring at them with malice and grinning.
After putting away his weapons, Kudolin returned to his spaceship and immediately ordered the warp engines to be restarted. Several spaceships transformed into warp streaks and quickly disappeared beyond Planet Pandora.
After the spaceship disappeared, streams of Divine Power extended from all directions, colliding and exchanging with each other.
"That's... the Blood Clan Kudolin, isn't it?"
"It's him. I saw him at an event in Planet Twilight."
"Hey, even if he's not Kudolin, he's definitely a big shot among the Blood Clan. Look at his gear, tsk tsk tsk..."
"What? You're planning to rob us?"
"I don't have the guts, but others might. Don't forget, the humans of the Crimson Alliance hate Blood Clan to the core. If they find out about the Blood Clan ' movements..."
"That's a great idea. Let's all get involved and help the Blood Clan."
A group of Planet Pandora's entertainment-seekers, indifferent to the situation and even planning to secretly fan the flames, were simply watching the show. For these chaos advocates, the current dimensional situation couldn't be better; the more chaotic it was, the better.
As for the existence of evil gods, they don't care at all. At worst, they can leave the Elven Plane and go to the Astral Realm to resume their old ways.
Some powerful figures and clans from the evil faction are even considering siding with the evil god. Their thinking is simple: why not just be a dog? Wouldn't it be even darker to directly pledge allegiance to a God Level being?
Moreover, the Guta Federation has accumulated resources over thousands of years, and its treasure trove is filled with countless treasures. Once we join, wouldn't we also be able to enjoy these resources?
Those without stable property have no stable mind. The evil faction, with its nomadic existence, doesn't care about the life or death of the Elven Plane. They are like a pack of hyenas following a lion, scavenging the scraps left by the evil Diorus, enjoying it immensely. What is a disaster for the Orderly races is a carnival in the eyes of the Chaos.
Planet Pandora.
The Serpent Ring Family's stronghold.
The old patriarch Webster, who was discussing the matter with Fujia, suddenly looked up, his expression subtle.
"What's wrong, Chieftain?"
Fujia asked in surprise.
"Just now, the Blood Clan Kudolin appeared outside Planet Pandora..."
"Oh?" Fujia frowned. "How could Blood Clan appear on Planet Pandora? Planet Twilight and Planet Pandora are separated by half a plane's territory, and you have to cross the colonies controlled by the Crimson Alliance. If you want to take a detour, the journey is even longer..."
Webster seemed to have guessed the Blood Clan ' intentions. They were all old foxes; he could guess most of what the Blood Clan were thinking, if not completely.
"The Blood Clan are hedging their bets..." Webster stroked his long beard, a glint of shrewdness in his eyes.
"What do you mean?" Fujia was taken aback.
"Heh, you might not have noticed, but a few months ago, some news circulated from the Blood Clan Planet Twilight, saying that Kudolin was disliked by several Blood Ancestors and lost his position as Star Lord. Now it seems that this was all part of the Blood Clan's pre-planned strategy..."
"Is that so? I'll report to His Majesty immediately!" Fujia said, taking out his communicator to report.
Webster interrupted him, instructing, "Don't mention me when speculating about the Blood Clan' intentions; just say it's your idea."
"Chieftain, what is this...?"
"Hehe, in the future, the clan will ultimately depend on you younger generation. I'm getting old, and the impression His Majesty has of me is more important to you."
"Understood."
After a long silence, Fujia slowly lowered his head.