Chapter 454 69. Everyone, I am planning to invade a world. Guess who I chose as my lieutenant?
The atmosphere in the Castle of Stars today is extremely solemn. The passages that used to be open to the public are now tightly blocked. Not only is no one allowed to enter or exit at will, even those ronls who have not yet joined the Stars Society are not allowed to approach the neighborhoods around the castle.
This battle undoubtedly means that something big is happening.
Outside the conference hall on the top floor of the castle, a large number of B-class personnel were nervously waiting for news.
The members of the A-level twelve-member council have been in for twenty minutes, but this is obviously a closed-door meeting and no one dares to pry in the Star Castle.
They are all speculating on what happened, and some well-informed guys are rumoring that a development of the Transcendent A Grade world led by the Stars Association is about to take place.
But this statement has not been recognized by many people. After all, there are many Transcendent A Grade worlds that the Stars Association has developed, but I have never seen such a formation that time.
And this statement itself has big problems!
The Society of Stars is positioned as pioneers and explorers, and fighting has never been their job.
What does it mean to be “led by the Stars Association”? Are you suggesting that the three great mentors are going to send everyone as top soldiers to fill in the dangerous world?
Hello! This kind of vicious metaphor is really deplorable.
However, this kind of rumor that has always been unreliable has become a cruel fact today. In the conference hall at this time, twelve A-class members were sitting or standing at the large round table. In front of them, the Warlock Grand Master had just Finished talking about the big development plan for the "Hypertime Multiverse N52 System Earth Code 41".
The name is a bit difficult to pronounce.
But it also has simpler names. For example, Mason usually calls this world directly "Gotham World". Yes, it is the place where he was reborn.
"The invasion strategy has been submitted to the superior organization and approved. The liquidators have also made preparations for support. The three conqueror commanders and their 27 liquidator armies are all mobilizing troops.
They will be our most solid backing. ”
The warlock wearing the starry sky mask placed one hand on the round table. His cold eyes shot out from the mask hole and looked at the twelve people in front of him. Needless to say, the six people under his command were bound to participate in this development.
He focused on the other six A-class members.
The veteran members "Steel", "Crazy" and "Thousand Faces" under the swordsman, the two substitutes "Blackhand" and "Rakshasa" under the hunter, and the final neutral "Thunder" Shazam, the great wizard.
He was looking forward to seeing one of these six guys raise his hand to join this great conquest. He was full of confidence in the strength of his command at this time, but he still looked forward to the internal disintegration of the other party's camp.
Unfortunately, no one responded for a whole minute. It seemed that the other two great mentors had good control over their subordinates.
"This is not in accordance with the procedure!"
The hunter opened his mouth and said in a mute voice:
"Since the birth of the Star Society, our role in the entire organization has not been to fight. It is normal for you to recruit A-class teams, but you have to recruit 100 B-class teams and unlimited C-class members.
Their combat capabilities are completely inferior to those of the liquidators who are trained to kill. They are explorers and pioneers, and you are asking our backbone members to bear the responsibilities and risks of soldiers.
Let me make it clearer!
Warlock, you are asking them to die. ”
"That's right!"
The swordsman also patted the table and said:
"What kind of world have those B-class members outside the door seen?
Their average development level is only a few times in an A-level world, but this time it is a real invasion and war, and the target is still a super-A-level world!
In terms of the power system of that world, if they can survive 24 hours after entering it together, they are considered powerful. ”
"What you said makes sense."
The warlock clapped his hands slowly, as if appreciating the proper consideration of his two colleagues, but in the next moment, his demeanor changed and he said in a conspiratorial manner:
"However, these are all instructions from a higher authority, and I can only act according to the rules. If you two are dissatisfied, you can appeal to the Hope Council through the forces behind them.
It’s just that time waits for no one, I hope you hurry up. ”
After finishing speaking, he looked at the twelve A-class members in front of him and said:
"I would also like to remind you that this pioneering war has a subsidiary goal. A shameful traitor has appeared in the Star Society. We need to capture him alive in the target world.
Of course, killing directly is also possible.
I think you all know who I'm talking about, so I won't emphasize that disgusting name here. ”
The warlock stood up suddenly, put his hands on the table, and said with emphasis as if making a declaration:
"From the start of today to the official start of the pioneering war, I will be in charge of the entire operation. Now is the last registration time. If you are not willing to participate and accept my command, then after the war begins, any forces that have not declared in advance will appear. In the battlefield world, it will be regarded as rebellion! ”
He stopped acting, looked directly at the two colleagues beside him, and said in a cold tone:
"Once discovered, shoot without mercy!"
"Bang"
Can the swordsman bear this anger?
She slammed the table, stood up and scolded:
"Don't go too far! Mason Cooper is the royal honorary knight of Utopia. If you want to kill them all, you are going against the entire Utopia!"
"Hey, you said the traitor's name yourself."
The warlock sneered with a smile:
"I believe that the Honorable Professor, the Director of Hope, will not be so lawless in supporting a person who has betrayed the goals and great cause of the institution, right?
Even if he is indeed a mutant, so what?
He has that tattoo on his arm, so he was born as a member of the Stars Club and died as a ghost of the Stars Club! No matter how powerful Utopia is, it will never interfere with my command.
Let me ask you, Liana, will you join the war? ”
"匌"
The moment the warlock threatened the swordsman, the left hand of the A-class member "Steel" Colossus turned into a burning blade, and "Crazy" Deadpool even cursed and pulled out the high-carbon steel sword crossed behind his back.
The mutants in the Dark Ages have always been very clumsy and unwilling to take either soft or hard approach. Trying to intimidate them often doesn't end well.
Ms. "Thousand Faces", the last A-level member of the Swordsman Faction, reached out to stop the two of them. She, who had been silent and very low-key, took over the right to speak in an instant and said:
"Of course we will participate in the war! Swordsmen will also participate in the war, but the battlefield is ruthless and the sword has no eyes. Your Excellency, Warlock, we are not professional soldiers. We will inevitably be injured accidentally on the battlefield"
"Then let's see who is lucky enough to survive to the end."
The warlock sneered without any fear.
He ignored the incompetent and furious swordsman and looked back at the silent hunter. Xili snorted, took a sip of her coffee, and said coldly:
"You are already so big. If I don't follow, won't it look like I'm timid? I'll join the war too!"
"Bang"
"Black Hand" Morgan's red right hand, which was two circles larger than his normal arm, clenched into a fist. The old mercenary stood up and punched the table, then reached out and took off the starry sky mask on his face and crushed it casually.
He showed the arrogant and powerful smile that a cyber mercenary should have, stretched out his fingers and scratched the six A-class members of the Warlock faction one by one, and finally scratched his own neck.
Full of malice, this was a complete declaration of war on the spot.
“I don’t know how many of the fifteen of us will be able to return to this room after this battle is over.”
Miss Anna, the Rakshasa girl, said something faintly. She stood up and said:
"Well everyone, see you on the battlefield."
Three factions, three great mentors, and eleven A-level members have all made their choices.
The next moment, everyone's eyes fell on the old man with a white beard wearing a great wizard's robe who was furthest away from the round table and drinking tea.
"Thunder" old Shazam seemed to turn a blind eye to these looks. He slowly drank the tea in the cup, then raised his head and looked at the big guy, and finally showed a kind smile.
"Bang"
A lightning-shaped staff appeared in his hand, and he tapped it lightly at his feet, making a trembling sound.
He said:
"Everyone must work together to go to the battlefield. How can I, an old man, be absent? I will also participate in the war."
"Shazam! Think carefully."
The hunter took the initiative to remind:
"Is this your own thoughts, or those behind you?"
"You don't dare to talk nonsense, Lord Hunter."
The old wizard quickly waved his hand and explained:
"I'm just a loner. Unlike you guys with great backgrounds, I don't have much power. I just went there to join in the fun.
Really, I swear. ”
"Very good!"
The warlock nodded with satisfaction.
He reached out and took out a war contract from his arms and placed it on the round table.
His name and that of his six subordinates had all been signed on it. The swordsman took the pen and wrote his own name in displeasure, and then everyone took turns to sign and sign.
During this gap, the hunter suddenly asked in a low voice:
"According to the pioneering war model you applied for, you can also choose an adjutant in the organization to assist in command. I am curious who you chose?"
"You'll find out soon enough."
The warlock snorted, of course he would not reveal his trump card at this time.
As the war contract was signed, the closed door of the conference hall suddenly opened. Then a trembling elf attendant walked out and showed the war announcement full of signatures to the B-class members outside the door.
The crowd went crazy.
Actually, we really want the stars to be the vanguard to conquer a Transcendent A Grade world.
This is really fucking hell, and the quota for 100 B-level teams to participate in the war is like a shining knife on these guys' necks.
There are a total of 400 B-level development teams in the entire Star Club, and a quarter of them will be cut off at once. For now, it is still voluntary to sign up, but if the team is not satisfied, they will definitely be forced to recruit.
No one is willing to fight desperately, but now they have no choice.
This is especially true for the B-class members of the Warlock faction. They almost all cursed their mothers to leave their signatures on the war contract, but the B-class members have already calculated that at least three-quarters of them will not be implicated.
This war contract states very clearly that once C-level members and below receive a mobilization order, they must immediately report to the battlefield world, otherwise they will be treated as traitors and deserters.
Low-level personnel don't even have the right to choose, so they can only serve as cannon fodder.
Things are going to change
This statement soon spread throughout the Star Castle.
Some good people have even guessed based on their own judgment that the three great mentors are at odds and intend to take advantage of this battle to decide the outcome.
But it is a pity that the last thing we need in the face of major events are these smart-alecky guys who can't control their mouths. So on that day, more than a dozen B-level team captains were charged with gossiping and were directly executed by the execution team. Taken away and taken to the front
Because of their "contribution", more than a dozen teams that did not want to be involved in the incident were spared.
How nice.
Later that day, the warlock returned to his meditation room with a cold feeling. As a result, someone actually entered his private domain in the completely enclosed Star Castle.
The guy slumped down on the warlock's meditation cushion with a very arrogant attitude, and gently tapped the warlock's favorite small incense burner with his hideous death-like nails.
The other hand held a blood-stained chain, and at the end of the chain lay a humanoid creature that was as twisted and uncomfortable as him.
This sick guy made the warlock feel hairy all over his body, but now he quietly closed the door behind him and said to the guy:
"They said it would be difficult for you to invite me. I originally had no hope, but now it seems that some of my reasons have convinced you?"
"Of course."
This dark and twisted guy curled his lips, then grinned a horrifying smile, revealing sharp white teeth. He said to the warlock in a weird accent:
"Even the Kryptonian dog raised in Conqueror Sequence No. 12 knows that I am interested in all Batmans in all worlds. What's more, you also bought one for one and prepared for me a man who has never been seen in other countries. News about 'Honorary Robin' who appeared in the parallel world
Woohoohoohoo.
It's almost like a kitten's claws are scratching my heart, and I will get a mediocre Batman with a unique and out-of-print Robin.
That's a really fascinating collection.
Seriously, Lord Warlock.
You don't even need to pay!
If you have any exciting job like this, I'll do it for you for free.
Lo and behold, I even brought out my whole team, of course, of course!
We conquerors have our rules and responsibilities, and since it is agreed that the stars will lead this invasion, we cannot appear at the beginning.
I will be your aide-de-camp.
When you mess up, I will be happy to help you solve the problem, and with your current mentality that is already enraged and full of revenge, it is only a matter of time before you mess up.
But don't worry, Lord Warlock, everything is still according to my plan. ”
——
"Sorry, Mason, we can't delay any longer."
In the Osborne Tower, Mason, who was busy in the engineering laboratory, received a call from Ciri. The hunter's tone was full of remorse and helplessness.
She explained:
"I asked Old A. The reason why Warlock's war proposal was approved so quickly was because several powerful members of Congress put pressure on the arbitration tribunal.
The congressmen hope to obtain the resources of a Transcendent A Grade world to ease the current tense situation, and the Warlock obviously has a wide network of contacts.
In other words, as Mephisto's loyal dog, many congressmen gave him a favor. ”
"It doesn't matter, it's good that you delayed it for so long."
Mason doesn't blame his female boss.
He knew very well how much pressure the hunters and swordsmen were under there. This war contract must be the product of competition and compromise between multiple forces.
He asked:
"How long until the war starts?"
"There is no specific date for the start of the war, but recruitment and coordination of personnel will take time, and it will be a week at the earliest."
The hunter said firmly:
"Liana and I are involved, don't worry, once the warlocks invade there, we will show up immediately to join you."
"No!"
Mason rejected this argument and said sternly:
"You are my last reserve team. I don't need you to join the war at the beginning. Let Wade come to my side and bring his Deadpool Army.
Everyone but him stayed at Starcastle patiently waiting for news from me.
I know you're worried, Ciri.
But I have some confidence.
Warlock expected to give me a cruel ending, and I actually also looked forward to giving him a big surprise.
It's not just me.
There are a lot of people who are looking forward to meeting him and discussing all the shit he's done in the name of the stars over the past seventeen years. ”
He took a step back, put down the engineering wrench in his hand, and looked at the Möbius chair in front of him that had finally been repaired.
As the energy is turned on, streaks of faint blue light fill the energy grids below and on the sides of the chair, making it look full of technology and slowly floating in front of Mason.
The captain took off his engineering gloves, moved his body, stepped on the chair, turned around, put his hands on the armrests, and sat on the black suspended chair.
As the system was connected, a string of data began to dance before his eyes. During the process of customizing and re-empowering the system, Mason closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
He felt the noise in his ears and said to Shiri on the other end of the phone:
"In this bad age, they always think that they will be punished only if they do stupid things and not if they do bad things, but that's not the case!
If you do too many bad things, there should be retribution. If not, then I will do it myself!
Don't worry, my anxious and self-blaming Hunter, you have done a good enough job, leave the rest to me. "(End of Chapter)