At the border of the Pantheon Corporation.
Commander Wood climbed out of the rubble. His ears were ringing as if he had been struck by lightning.
He rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he saw. The border was destroyed. The energy shield walls had completely lost their effect. Mountains were razed to the ground, and the flat land was blasted into deep valleys.
After the explosion, the border between the Pantheon Corporation and the Myriad Devils Corporation no longer existed. It was a huge explosion that caused both sides to suffer. It could have been a super pulse bomb or a gravitational wave reverse attack.
In short, the explosion changed the clear division between the two corporations. From this moment on, the Myriad Devils Corporation could enter the Pantheon Corporation's territory at any time, and the Pantheon Corporation could also send troops to attack the opponent.
In the long struggle between the two corporations, although small-scale conflicts were endless, a full-scale war had never happened. After all, the two corporations were evenly matched, and neither had the ability to annihilate the other.
Wood was eager to know how destructive the explosion was. He wanted to know if it was only the border where he was located that was destroyed, or if the long border was completely destroyed.
Unfortunately, Wood could not contact anyone. The deep web system that supported the Pantheon Corporation had an irreparable crack. There was no communication, and they had lost the ability to move supramolecules.
"Fight to the end!" Wood raised his arm and shouted loudly. The soldiers of the Border Legion who had survived the explosion also crawled up with all their might and gathered around their Legion Commander.
Unfortunately, although Wood and his new Third Army were full of fighting spirit, they did not see any enemies on the battlefield. It seemed that the Myriad Devils Corporation had only caused the explosion that caused both sides to suffer. They did not take the opportunity to send troops into the Pantheon Corporation's territory.
Wood was puzzled. All the soldiers were puzzled.
Did they pay such a heavy price just to open up a passage from the Myriad Devils Corporation to the Pantheon Corporation's territory? What did the enemy want to do with this passage?
Attack the enemy's territory?
Impossible.
The new Third Army had not received orders from the higher-ups, and they were not prepared to attack the Myriad Devils Corporation's territory. Going in alone was tantamount to suicide.
Therefore, all Wood could do was hold his ground and wait for the technical team and reinforcements to repair the huge hole at the border.
For the two corporations, this hole was fatal. Both sides' supramolecular teleportation system had the ability to send troops into the other's territory. Could it be that the Myriad Devils Corporation's target was not the border, but inside the Pantheon Corporation's territory?
Pooh ~
Wood spat out a mouthful of blood. The huge shock had caused him to suffer internal injuries. As a soldier, politics and tactics were not things that he needed to consider. His duty was only to defend his own position.
.....
The Milky Way, on the outskirts of the beautiful spiral arm near the Wild Star Region.
A gigantic wormhole opened up. Ever since the invention of the space warp engine, there had never been any form of warp engine that could build such a majestic artificial wormhole.
The width of this wormhole was as large as a galaxy, enough to accommodate a large fleet.
Whoosh ~
The first aircraft carrier passed through a wormhole and entered the periphery of the Milky Way Galaxy. On the deck of the command center stood a dignified old man. He wore a crown, which happened to cover his third eye.
Facing the magnificent Milky Way, the old man was very excited. His eyes were wide open as he said in a trembling voice, "Milky Way, our home, we are finally back!"
Wula ~
The others on the ship were excited as well. As more and more ships passed through the wormhole, an unprecedented fleet that could crush the entire Milky Way Galaxy was gradually taking shape.
Aside from the three-eyed old man, there were two strange people in black cloaks in the command center. They came to the three-eyed old man's side and said in a low voice, "Now that we've done what we promised you, you and your people have returned to the Milky Way Galaxy two years and three months ahead of time, it's time for you to fulfill your promise to us."
The three-eyed old man nodded slightly. He didn't care who these two people in black cloaks were or where they came from. All he cared about was how to conquer the Milky Way and eliminate those lowly humans from the Milky Way Galaxy.
Speaking of which, the Three-Eyed Race was actually a tragic race in the universe. After learning about the wonders of the Dark Web, the overconfident Three-Eyed Race actually had the ambition to control the Dark Web.
Unfortunately, the puny Three-Eyed Race was no match for the Pantheon Corporation. After wasting three eras, the Three-Eyed Race was finally defeated and returned to the Milky Way Galaxy that they had abandoned in the first place.
Today, the Three-Eyed Race no longer had the ambition to conquer the Dark Web. They only wanted to chase away the humans and reconquer the Milky Way Galaxy.
At this time, the two strange people in black cloaks came. They claimed that they had the power to shorten the long voyage and build a super wormhole that would allow the Three-Eyed Race to return to the Milky Way Galaxy.
This proposal was very tempting to the Three-Eyed Race. If they continued to travel in the original way, the main fleet would need more than two years to return to the Milky Way Galaxy. With their help, it would only take a few minutes.
Therefore, a secret deal was struck. These people in black cloaks would help the Three-Eyed Race achieve their goal, and the Three-Eyed Race would act as their inside man in the Uncanny Valley.
"I'm very curious. The Dark Web has been cut off. How are you going to inform the people in the Uncanny Valley?" the person in black cloak asked curiously.
"It's simple. Use our third eye," the crowned old man said lightly.
Then, he took off the golden crown on his head. There was an obvious gap on his forehead.
He closed his eyes slightly, and the third eye on his forehead slowly opened.
The magical third eye emitted a five-colored radiance, like a dazzling pearl.
Swoosh!
The old man spread his arms, and his body gradually floated off the deck. The light in his third eye became more and more intense, and more and more mysterious.
"Oh, looks like it's a spiritual connection. The universe is so big that nothing is too strange. The Three-Eyed Race can actually use their third eye to transmit information across time and space. How rare," one of the black-cloaked people said while nodding.
The other black-cloaked person said, "In my opinion, their third eye is not as simple as it looks. They must have some other additional abilities."
Not long after, the three-eyed old man landed on the ground. He said with a tired expression, "I've already informed our people in the Uncanny Valley. Soon, they will open the guidance array and let your army into the Uncanny Valley."
The black-cloaked person smiled and said, "Not an army, but an execution team."
The three-eyed old man said, "Execution team? Fine. As long as you leave Han Lang's corpse to us, it'll be fine. "
"Don't worry." The black-cloaked person said disapprovingly, "We don't want the corpse. We just want to execute a soul."
.....
Deep in the universe, in an unknown secret location, the Uncanny Valley under the Pantheon Corporation, also known as the Mechanism City Crater Valley.
The Three-Eyed Race's team did not actually set off. They just found a place and hid, waiting for orders from the headquarters.
At that moment, He Yuan had already received the message from the Three-Eyed Race's leader through the mysterious Heavenly Eye. He took out something that looked like a pyramid from his spatial ring.
He was looking for something that was said to be a type of guidance array. It was very small and exquisite, and it came with powerful controllable fusion energy.
He Yuan placed the guidance array on the ground and pressed the switch.
Swoosh!
In the blink of an eye, a dimensional gate appeared. It was a very small hyperspace channel that would not be detected by any radar array.
A group of warriors wearing black cloaks walked out from the dimensional gate. They wore hard armor and masks, and their auras were cold and gloomy.
"As expected, the traitor's soul is here. Let's eliminate him as soon as possible and report back to the old man." The leader of the black-cloaked warriors raised his head and said coldly, "This damned traitor is actually hiding in the Pantheon Corporation. We had to go through so much trouble and even risk breaking into the Pantheon's territory to capture him."
"The traitor has always been cunning," another black-cloaked person said.
It was said that this was the mysterious execution team. They rushed here to eliminate a soul. He Yuan had already received the news from the leader, but he was still shocked by the power and cold aura of these people. There were a total of eleven people in the execution team, and each of them looked like they had just crawled out of hell.
He Yuan led the warriors from the Three-Eyed Race and followed behind the mysterious execution team.
According to the agreement, the execution team would kill the soul called the traitor that possessed Han Lang, and He Yuan would obtain Han Lang's corpse.
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