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Chapter 1629

Words:2687Update:22/09/02 14:25:18

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The pictures displayed in front of the acting captain of Firefly were collected by the crystal cameras installed in every cabin inside the starship and the probe rune arrays installed on the Crystal Suit of the Immortal Cultivators.

However, even if the crystal cameras and probe rune arrays under his control were ten times more numerous, it would still be difficult for him to see clearly what 'Team Red Lotus' was exactly.

It was because Team Red Lotus was simply too fast.

It was especially so during the assault on Black Stone Prison. Except for the three warriors of the Red Lotus Sect who had walked toward the defense line unhurriedly in the beginning and left their faces relatively clear, nobody else showed up in front of the crystal cameras from beginning to end. They were like clairvoyants who knew where all the crystal cameras were!

Even the three of them turned into unpredictable shadows, unstoppable flashes, white mists that broke the sonic barrier, and blurred images on the retina and the crystal cameras after they were activated abruptly after the explosions!

No matter how hard Ding Zhengyang bulged his eyes, and the surging spiritual energy almost exploded his eyeballs, he could only see that the Immortal Cultivators loyal to him were screaming miserably and fighting invisible devils like puppets. They were tossed high into the sky, collapsed to the ground with broken bones, and cut in half uncannily. The Crystal Suit, which was known as the 'king of magical equipment', seemed to have been made of tofu. Its fracture was even smoother than a mirror!

The unbelievable picture displayed on one of the light beams left a deep impression on Ding Zhengyang.

In the picture, the Immortal Cultivators loyal to him seemed to have captured the shadow of one of them. Three crystal cannons that were a hundred meters away from each other adjusted their angles at the same time and aimed at the warrior of the Red Lotus Sect who seemed to be a dwarf. The rails that had been prepared for a long time were spluttering. Electric arcs pressed down deeply like springs, and the bullets at the end of the rails were almost rushing out in a hurry.

However, the picture suddenly flashed. The bald dwarf waved his hands casually, as if he were yawning or driving away a few insignificant flies …

The rails of the three crystal cannons that were more than a hundred meters away from each other were broken at the same time. They were not cut in half diagonally but precisely, like sugarcane that had been split vertically from head to tail! BOOM! BOOM!

Boom! Boom!

The violent spiritual energy that was like a flood immediately went out of control and spurted out crazily, tying up the turrets like three giant boas that had gone berserk. In the blink of an eye, they turned into three balls of lightning that were expanding nonstop. Even the Immortal Cultivator cannoneers inside that Ding Zhengyang had transformed after a lot of trouble were obliterated before they had the chance to scream, with only broken bones left!

"What, what kind of sword technique is this? How could there be such a terrifying sword technique in the universe?"

Ding Zhengyang wouldn't have been so surprised even if this bald dwarf had used the power of a Soul Formation Stage cultivator to destroy the three cannons. At the very least, that was still within the scope of his understanding.

But he was absolutely certain that, judging from the surging spiritual waves around the bald dwarf, the guy was at the peak of the Core Formation Stage at best. He had accomplished everything purely with his' sword arts' instead of his' spiritual energy '!

All of Ding Zhengyang's experience and understanding of the Dao of Cultivation collapsed completely.

His ambition collapsed in an instant.

"Where did this bald dwarf come from? It's too, too, too exaggerated!"

The explosions and riots deep inside Black Stone Prison gradually died down.

However, judging from the soldiers kneeling on the ground and surrendering outside of the prison, however optimistic Ding Zhengyang was, he found it hard to believe that it was because the soldiers of the Red Lotus Sect who had invaded the prison had all been annihilated.

In the meantime, on another light beam …

Ding Zhengyang saw that Speaker Cui Lingfeng, who should've been dead a long time ago, was striding toward the Third Military Academy under the protection of a seemingly plain man in a mass-produced Mystic Skeleton Battlesuit with messy hair.

The man in the Mystic Skeleton Battlesuit looked unfamiliar. He did not seem as tough as the bald dwarf at the gate of Black Stone Prison, either.

Ding Zhengyang did not see him take action, because there was no need for him to do anything at all. Behind him and Speaker Cui, a large batch of bottom-level soldiers had gathered. There was no telling what kind of magic potion the man had given them, but they were now a hundred times braver and more courageous under his leadership!

They were like magma, like red lotuses, and like an iron torrent that was rolling forward, they marched into the Third Military Academy unstoppably while surrounding Speaker Cui!

When the mysterious man raised Speaker Cui high on the flag-raising platform and led the bottom-level soldiers to break into the arsenal, taking out a lot of attack magical equipment and arming the thousands of student soldiers, Ding Zhengyang's last hope was gone.

For a moment, he even hoped that it was a clumsy trick. Was it possible that the enemy had hacked their mainframe crystal processor and played the fake videos that they had recorded in advance, when in fact, all the pictures were virtual and synthesized? The situation was not as bad as it seemed at all?

However, panicked screams, desperate roars, and panicked cries for help from the secret communication channel soon dragged Ding Zhengyang back to the cruel reality.

The air pressure in the spacious bridge was extremely low. Everybody was whispering to each other, creating the tranquility before the storm.

Although Ding Zhengyang had plotted to send Tang Dingyuan, the previous captain, to prison and controlled the highest command on the bridge, there were hundreds of Warship Connoisseurs, navigators, communication officers, and other staff running Firefly on the bridge. No matter how hard he tried to influence them, only one fifth of them were his henchmen. Eighty percent of them did not know anything at all.

Just now, he had delivered the news that the Immortal Cultivators had launched a rebellion and threatened the Speaker's life. Firefly was in the most perilous situation. They had believed him.

But right now, the best Ding Zhengyang could do was block the pictures sent back by the crystal cameras. It was impossible for him to block the communication between the bridge and the outside world. They would soon grow suspicious!

"What do I do?"

Ding Zhengyang saw that a lot of his henchmen were looking at him with pale faces because of their guilty conscience.

Pretending to be calm, he nodded at his subordinates, hinting that everything was under his control. Trying to control his nerves and muscles, he stepped forward and walked into the captain's room at the deepest part of the bridge.

Closing the door of the cabin heavily, his hands immediately began to tremble beyond his control. Even the simple actions of taking out a secret crystal processor from his Cosmos Ring and activating a top-secret communication line had to be repeated four times before he managed to succeed.

A very twisted, lackluster light beam that was full of ripples and snowflakes gradually brightened up.

The ripples, snowflakes, and snowflakes slowly congregated into a face. The eyes of the face were unpredictable, and the eyebrows were furrowed, as if he had been thinking hard all the time.

The owner of the face should still be very young, but the hair that was dangling down from his head was already gray. Perhaps his brain was truly a life-swallowing behemoth that was absorbing his flesh and vitality incessantly!

"Didn't I tell you not to use the secret line unless it was absolutely necessary?"

The gray-haired man in the picture scolded him casually without any expression on his face.

"Master Lu!"

Ding Zhengyang took a long breath in relief and said quickly, "This is exactly the 'absolutely necessary' situation. We have been exposed. We have failed. We are screwed!"

"Oh?"

If Master Lu was surprised at all, he definitely did not show it on his face at all. His tone was as casual as before. "Don't be hasty. Take your time and tell me everything that happened."

"How can I not be hasty? It was obviously a foolproof plan, but I did not foresee that the Speaker had hidden a secret armed force at the bottom of his chest. Damn Team Red Lotus!"

Ding Zhengyang gnashed his teeth. His face twisted, he recounted the whole incident quickly. In the end, he begged, "Master Lu, what do we do now? Do we have no choice but to retreat to the Dragon Snake Space Zone?"

"Let me think about it."

Master Lu had been listening carefully the whole time, maintaining a focused expression from the beginning to the end. He was still not in a hurry even at this moment. Holding his forehead and pondering for a moment, he slightly raised his head and stared at Ding Zhengyang thoughtfully.

Ding Zhengyang could not wait any longer. "Master Lu, do you have a solution?"

"Yes."

Master Lu nodded and said casually, "Let's die for our cause."

"Huh?"

Ding Zhengyang was slightly dazed and failed to realize what was going on. "W-What?"

"Let's die for our cause!"

Master Lu's head was enlarged. He seemed to have craned closer to the crystal camera. With soul-stirring brilliance beaming out of his hollowed eyes, he said solemnly, "The situation on Firefly is already beyond saving. The key is that the fellow Cultivators hiding in the Dragon Snake Space Zone and the Federation must not be affected. Therefore, we have no choice but to cut our losses! Let's die for our cause, Fellow Cultivator Ding. Gather all the fellow Cultivators on board who know the secrets. Let's die together and dye the true path of immortality red with blood! "

"You — you've got to be kidding me!"

Dumbfounded, Ding Zhengyang stammered, "This — this is different from what we agreed on at the beginning!"

"The situation right now is different from what we anticipated at the beginning, too," Master Lu said. "The Secret Sword Bureau and the Dim Moon Fund are keeping a close eye on us. The few underground branches in the Dragon Snake Space Zone are in danger of being exposed.

"Now that you have embarked on the true path of immortality, you are walking on a thorny path where snakes, scorpions, tigers, and wolves are everywhere. You must be prepared to sacrifice yourself for the entire civilization at any moment! Fellow Cultivator Ding, you are not scared of death, are you? Are you a real Immortal Cultivator if you do not even have the awareness to die for your cause? "

Ding Zhengyang was rendered speechless. His face blushed and then turned pale. "I — I — I —"

"So, you are really scared of death."

Master Lu's eyebrows gradually furrowed, as if a third eye at the center of his eyebrows had been slowly opened, emitting harsh brilliance. "Hehe. I thought that you were a real Immortal Cultivator. That's why I wasted so much time on you, learning from you, helping you develop your fellow Cultivators, and helping you achieve great things! I didn't know that you were just a shameless, cowardly, selfish, and shameless guy who wanted to make use of the true path of immortality to seek benefits for himself!

You are such a filthy scoundrel who has tarnished the true path of immortality. Are you qualified to wag your tail and beg for the protection of the true path of immortality in front of me? People of different beliefs should not work together. The universe is a vast place with thousands of paths. Let's part ways here and go our separate ways! "

"Don't. Don't. Don't!"

Ding Zhengyang completely panicked. As if his throat had been grabbed by an invisible iron hand, he begged in a low voice, "Fellow Cultivator Lu, I am a real Immortal Cultivator. Of course, I am a real Immortal Cultivator! I am loyal to the true path of immortality. Absolutely loyal! Trust me. You must trust me! "

"Alright. Then, I'll trust you one more time."

Master Lu eyed him up and down and put on a casual smile. "Now that you are a real Immortal Cultivator, prove it and die for your cause!"

"Pa!"

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