Golden Star.
As the Elven Plane transformed into the Golden Divine Kingdom, Logo became the ruler of a realm and transformed the original Plane Will into a "Divine Spark." This high-magic planet, which had been dormant for 30,000 years due to the aftermath of the divine war, was directly elevated to a higher level.
It transformed from a high-magic planet into a super-magic planet, not only increasing in size by dozens of times but also experiencing a dramatic rise in elemental concentration. Its spatial structure became more stable, enabling it to nurture more and more powerful Transcendent life forms.
Above the sky.
One after another, spaceships converged into a steel torrent, sweeping across the azure sky and disappearing into the depths of the clouds. They were heading into space to use the special alchemical devices created by Logo to collect meteorite fragments and artificially forge stars.
Instead of eliminating the cosmic storm belts surrounding Golden Star, Logo used his authority to transform them into a freely controllable adaptive protective barrier.
Normally, specialized troops are stationed on both sides of the protective barrier to maintain access roads. Only spaceships or individuals with the necessary qualifications are allowed to enter Golden Star.
Although this regulation doesn't seem like a big deal at the moment, since all citizens on Golden Star have been granted travel privileges by Logo.
But anyone with a brain understands that the value of this qualification lies not in the present, but in the future.
Imagine if the population of the Golden Divine Kingdom recovered to its peak in the Elven Plane. As the core of the Divine Kingdom, the Golden Star would surely become the political and economic center, and countless people would be eager to flock there.
At that time, a pass that doesn't seem particularly impressive now might become a certificate of superiority.
Star core space.
The top of the Nirvana Tower shrank back to its normal size, Logo and Lancelot sat facing each other.
"We just received a reply from the Alpha Universe Cluster Civilization Council. They said that the Golden Empire is not currently qualified to be Astral Realm- level civilization. They also said that the Prado Civilization will send an envoy to discuss the details with us." Logo placed a glass of clear liquor in front of Lancelot, his expression calm, but his voice carried a hint of coldness.
Lancelot's eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing this, a sharp glint flashing within them. "What do they mean by this? What kind of bullshit qualifications are they? A Grandmaster Alchemist and World King God is more than qualified to enter the Civilization Council!"
"Hehe, something unusual must have a reason. I think the Civilization Council's attitude is quite polite, so it shouldn't be a deliberate attempt to trip us up. There's probably some other reason." Logo remained very calm, and had even guessed some of the likely explanations.
After all, in a contest between civilizations, the basic processes are largely the same. If one path is not taken, then one must have taken one of the other paths. By combining the information one has and eliminating one or two possibilities, one can arrive at a fairly accurate conclusion.
In short, governing a country has always relied on open and aboveboard strategies. Insidious and treacherous schemes may be used at the level of civilization, but they can never be brought to the forefront.
In a clash between civilizations, both sides lay their cards on the table. Everyone knows the other's weaknesses and strengths. As for how to make a move, it depends on each side's style and the changing circumstances.
"It seems you already have a guess?" Lancelot said thoughtfully, taking a sip of his drink.
Logo nodded slightly, not hiding anything, and said, "It's not too hard to guess. The Civilization Council's reply wasn't malicious, but they're preventing the Golden Empire from joining the Council. There's only one explanation: the major civilizations want us to be their pawns."
"A knife? What kind of knife?"
Lancelot raised an eyebrow.
"A knife that can stand still in place!" Logo's lips curled into a slight smile as he turned his head to look up at the sky. "The envoy of the Prado Civilization has arrived!"
"So fast?" Lancelot was taken aback.
Logo laughed, "The Prado Civilization doesn't want to offend a World King God, especially one located within their World King God!"
Having said that, divine light condensed behind Logo, transforming into a carriage that disappeared into space.
"Let's go, this place isn't suitable for outsiders to see. Let's go to the Imperial Palace."
"Never mind, you go by yourself. I'm going for a walk with my wife." With that, Lancelot took a step forward, leaving the Star Core Space and returning to the Holy Sword Academy.
Logo shook his head helplessly and left the Star River Space. When he reappeared, he was already sitting on the throne in the central hall of the Imperial Palace.
At this moment, inside the main hall, the imperial court was holding a meeting. Alex and Tarlov were exchanging heated words when Logo arrived, startling them. The courtiers immediately knelt down and bowed respectfully.
Logo waved to help them up, and they leaned back in their seats, their eyes fixed on the entrance to the main hall.
The courtiers lowered their heads cautiously, their eyes meeting, secretly wondering why His Majesty had suddenly arrived.
Before long, they learned the reason.
An intelligent being whose appearance clearly did not belong to the Golden Divine Kingdom walked in from outside the hall. After getting very close to Logo, he bowed and said, "Sulman Mindok, First-Class Special Envoy of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Prado Civilization, greets His Majesty the Golden World King God."
"Prado Civilization?"
"Isn't that the overlord of our universe?"
"An envoy from the Astral Realm- level civilization, what brings him here?"
Upon hearing Sulman's words, the ministers of the Golden Empire in the hall were all stirred with emotion, their thoughts racing. However, due to Logo's imposing presence, no one dared to whisper to each other, or even communicate through telepathy or mental contact.
"What brings the envoy from Sulman to my Golden Empire this time?" Logo asked softly, his voice flat and devoid of any emotion.
"Has His Majesty the Golden Crown received a reply from the Alpha Universe Cluster Civilization Council by now?"
"Yes, the Civilization Council rejected the Empire's application. Judging from the envoy's performance, does the Prado Civilization know the reason?" Logo asked, his expression hardening.
He acted as if he knew nothing.
Seeing this, the envoy from Sulman smiled and said, "Please don't be angry, Your Majesty. This is not because the Parliament is deliberately making things difficult for the Golden Empire. It's just that there is an important matter that must be handled by the Golden Empire to ensure its success."
"Oh? What is it?" Logo tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, leaned forward, and asked.
Then, Sulman briefly explained the conflict between the Crimson Moon Universe Cluster and the Alpha Universe Cluster.
Logo listened, a half-smile playing on his lips, and said, "So, the major civilizations want my Golden Empire to be their scapegoat?"
Envoy Sulman quickly waved his hand and said, "How could that be? Your Majesty, what are you saying? The capable should do more. Besides, the council is willing to provide ample resources to help the Golden Divine Kingdom develop. This is a mutually beneficial transaction, not one party exploiting the other."
"Heh, perhaps," Logo chuckled. "Then show us your sincerity."
Sulman's face lit up with joy. He quickly took out the prepared chips and pulled out a scroll written in Astral Common, saying, "This is the list of the first batch of aid supplies. Please take a look."
Logo took the scroll, unfolded it, glanced at it, and tossed it back to Sulman: "You think you can get me to risk my life for these resources? Give me ten times that amount, or forget it."
Sulman accepted the scroll without hesitation, bowing and saying, "I will convey Your Majesty's message; please wait for news."
Having said that, he walked out of the main hall without showing the slightest dissatisfaction.
Logo was slightly surprised by this, but after thinking about it carefully, he understood.
It's highly likely that the resources on the list weren't provided by the Prado Civilization; in fact, the Prado itself needs resource support from various civilizations. After all, from a broader perspective, the Prado Universe System is also a conflict zone.
In other words, raising the price of the Golden Empire is, to some extent, raising the price of the Prado Civilization itself.