Rumble ~
The roar of the large-caliber howitzer made the world tremble. But in Han Lang's hands, the cannon didn't stop firing. Instead, it continued to release angry tongues of fire.
Rumble ~
Rumble ~
Rumble ~
Han Lang's right fist continued to hit the launch button. Due to the huge recoil every time he fired, the hundred-ton cannon would violently jump up. Not to mention the enemy that was bombarded. Smoke filled the air as everything turned into nothingness.
"Don't you like the cannon?"
"I'll give it to you!"
"You dare to ruin my good deeds! I'll kill all eight generations of your ancestors!"
While firing wildly, Han Lang cursed loudly at the same time.
Not to mention Old Fulin and his men, even the salvage workers behind Han Lang were scared. Compared to Old Fulin's cannon, Han Lang's cannon was the real cannon! As long as there was one shell left, the attack would never stop!
After a while, the shell-less shells loaded on the giant howitzer were completely used up. Only then did Han Lang reluctantly move his hand away from the launch button.
Full attack was Han Lang's trademark. Whether it was the weapon in his hand or the cannon, Han Lang would attack as his only method. His only goal was to kill.
After cutting off the ropes of the foremen with a few slashes, Han Lang rushed into the ruins destroyed by the cannons with the Armored Beast Divine Weapon and continued to kill the enemies who were still alive. Even if there was only a weak breath left, he would not hesitate to kill them.
Han Lang saw Old Fulin behind a pile of corpses. Although Old Fulin was a very good five-star warrior in the past, but he was old and hollowed out by wine and meat. Old Fulin felt a chill in the face of the aggressive Han Lang. He knew that although his level was higher, but he couldn't be the opponent of the young Han Lang.
The performance of the armored beasts and the devil claw was equally crazy. One hundred and thirty armored beasts were enough to flatten the home of a wargod, let alone these miscellaneous troops of the Wild Star Region.
The Milky Way has always been strange. Most of the high-level bandits have gone to the Forgotten Realm. Therefore, all the soldiers that came to the wilderness, including Old Fulin, were not wanted by the Forgotten Realm. Therefore, Han Lang's massacre was like a no man's land. No enemy with enough weight could jump out to stop him.
"You can't escape. My fleet is on its way back!" Old Fulin's face was gloomy as he shouted at Han Lang. His body was thin and he looked like a coyote that was forced into a corner.
With a faint smile, Han Lang shook his head. "You're wrong. I can guarantee that your fleet won't even be able to return a single survival chamber."
Old Fulin was startled and gritted his teeth.
Han Lang didn't lie. Yuan Yuan was constantly reporting the situation in outer space to Han Lang. The Devil's Claw was a terrifying monster. It was a frigate but it had the firepower of a cruiser. In the case of losing the strongest flagship, Old Fulin's fleet was nibbled by the Devil's Claw. It was only a matter of time before the remaining ships were destroyed.
"I'll kill you!" Old Fulin roared as he jumped into the air and pounced on Han Lang.
Perhaps it was because he had been a local tyrant for too long. At the moment, Old Fulin had begun to look like an elite warrior.
"Risking my life? With just you? You're not qualified! "
"Heavenly Dao, Void Breaking Strike!"
Boom ~
No one could see how Han Lang shot down Old Fulin who was in the air. They only saw Han Lang's figure suddenly shrink. Then a white light soared into the sky. It wasn't a laser but Han Lang's forbidden technique!
Heavenly Dao, Void Breaking Strike!
Earth Dao, Earth Splitting Strike!
For a warrior like Han Lang, level didn't have any meaning!
As early as his debut, he was famous for killing people above his level!
In this world, in addition to the visible level, there were invisible levels!
Forbidden technique! Poison resistance! Dark power! Extinction field! All of these were hidden powers that belonged to Han Lang!
Old Fulin's body fell to the ground. Dust rose as his chest was pierced.
Kacha ~
Han Lang walked over and cut off Old Fulin's arm. He pulled out the space ring that he was wearing.
The four logic chips that were found by the salvage workers were really in Old Fulin's hand.
Phew ~
Han Lang took a long breath. There was a bit of excitement on his face.
.....
Han Lang didn't think that so many people would ask him to stay after he dealt with Old Fulin.
The vast majority of the resident population of Underflow Fort were salvage workers. They relied on salvaging robot wreckage for a living. The rest were traders and Old Fulin's men.
Among these people, Old Fulin's men were either dead or had fled. The workers and businessmen used a pleading tone to ask Han Lang not to leave.
Lynch said: "Han Lang, if you leave then there will be another Old Fulin who will take over Underflow Fort. The oppression we will face will be heavier than when Old Fulin was alive. This is the Wild Star Region. The fist is the only rule here."
"Since you have taken down Underflow Fort, why don't you like the others and appoint yourself as governor or lord? Why do you want to leave?"
Take down Underflow Fort?
Han Lang was slightly startled. He was very angry. Old Fulin had killed the salvage workers to prevent him from obtaining the crucial robot. Han Lang killed him out of anger. As for taking down Underflow Fort and becoming the governor, Han Lang didn't consider it at all.
The merchant representative, an old man with a goatee also tried to persuade Han Lang: "In the Wild Star Region, the territory belongs to whoever takes it. We are very willing to work for you. The taxes will be in accordance with the rules of Old Fulin's era."
"After all, we are businessmen. If you take down Underflow Fort then the nearby governors and lords will know that Underflow Fort has become an ownerless land. They will definitely flock to snatch it. There will be a bigger riot and war."
"So if you take down Underflow Fort but don't accept it, it will be tantamount to harming all the residents living here."
Han Lang was startled. Of course, Han Lang could understand this truth. The most precious thing in the Wild Star Region was habitable planets. Once Underflow Fort lost its governor then the other forces would never let go of this fat piece of meat.
"Unless you have a more important place to go?" The old man with the goatee asked tentatively.
Han Lang sighed softly. Speaking of which, Han Lang really didn't have a place to go. He couldn't return to Earth, and the Protector wouldn't allow him to build a robot in the Forgotten Realm.
According to Han Lang's plan, he was going to organize a mobile shipyard and mining team. Then, he would bring the robots to mine everywhere in the Wild Star Region and build his second-generation starship.
"I just wanted to rob someone, but in the end, I ended up becoming a governor. Look at this mess," Han Lang mumbled softly.
.....
The strangest galaxy in the Galaxy, the Forgotten Realm.
Planet One, in a huge mansion belonging to a high and mighty protector.
An old man with a group of students was observing a model of the Galaxy that couldn't be described with words.
The light turned into countless stars, forming a hologram of the Milky Way. The darkness surrounding the Milky Way was the Wild Star Region where Han Lang was. If he continued forward, he would reach the legendary realm of death, the Turbid Star Region.
This blind old man was the Protector.
Although his white eyes couldn't see, they were full of wisdom, and his group of students were the top researchers in the Galaxy.
The reason why the Protector was so famous was not because of his combat power, but because of his wisdom.
Someone once calculated that if he were to find the three top sages in the Galaxy, the Protector would definitely occupy one of them.
However, very few people could figure out why a sage respected by the entire Galaxy would fight against the powerful Galaxy Alliance in the Forgotten Realm and shelter some of the most notorious criminals in the Galaxy.
The complex data was constantly evolving. The Protector sat in the middle of the hall, and hundreds of top scholars from the Galaxy and the Protector's students were quickly calculating the constantly changing data.
Ordinary people would never be able to figure out what kind of research the Protector and his students were engaged in. To understand this mysterious data model that was as mysterious as the universe required an IQ of no less than 385, plus no less than 30 years of hard work.
Those who were able to sit here today and help the Protector research and record the model undoubtedly all met this condition.
"Teacher, there are obvious changes in the data model. The fluctuations originated from the Wild Star Region outside the Galaxy, a place called Darkflow Castle." The Chief Disciple of the Protector, Isaac, reported to him with a frown.
The Protector asked in a deep tone, "Tell me what data has changed."
"Within ten years, the probability of the Galaxy being destroyed has increased from 82% to 83%."
Hearing this number, even the calmest sages in the Galaxy could not help but frown slightly.
"So, in the Wild Star Region, a demon has been born?"
Issac said in a low voice, "Not necessarily. Although the risk of the Milky Way being destroyed in ten years has increased by one percent, the probability of the Milky Way being destroyed in a century has dropped from 98 percent to 97 percent."
Ka ~
The teacup in the Protector's hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
Even the strongest Sage in the Milky Way Galaxy could not understand this strange change in data.
The risk of the Galaxy being destroyed within ten years was increasing, but at the same time, the risk of the Galaxy being destroyed within a century was rapidly decreasing?
This did not make sense at all.
Something was happening in the distant Wild Star Region, and a rising person was actually increasing the chances of the Milky Way being destroyed and saved?
"Recalculate," the Protector said in a deep voice. He was clearly blind, but he looked up into the sky.
The result of the second recalculation was still the same.
"Repeat the third recalculation."
The result of the third recalculation was still the same, but the probability had increased unbelievably, and the risk of destruction and saving had increased at the same time.
Phew ~
The Protector let out a long breath and asked Isaac in a deep voice, "Do you know why I sheltered all the most hated criminals in the Galaxy in the Forgotten Realm?"
Isaac said, "Teacher, considering that the risk of the Galaxy being destroyed is rapidly increasing, I want to protect all human forces that can fight against the dark, whether they are criminals or not."
The Protector nodded. I've sheltered tens of thousands of the most notorious criminals in the galaxy, yet I've only managed to reduce the risk of the galaxy being destroyed by one percent within a century. And yet, a sudden change in the Wild Star Region has actually reduced the probability by one percent. This is something I can't understand no matter how much I think about it.
"Send our best men. I want to know who is in the Wild Star Region's Undercurrent Fortress, and what he is doing."
"At once."
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