"What's going on? A warrior from Earth advanced to the main competition? "Mo De's expression changed as he asked with a frown.
Levi was startled and hurriedly defended himself. "That can't be? I've put up a bounty to hunt them down. The warriors sent by the Earth Federation should have all been wiped out. "
Mo De waved his hand lightly. "The Galaxy Conference's main competition list is out. An Earth warrior got 3,300 points and advanced to the main competition with a score of more than 40,000."
Looking at Levi with disdain, Mo De said in a low voice, "You can't even handle such a small matter. I think your Sali Empire is still far from becoming a non-permanent member of the Alliance."
"You may leave. Fortunately, this Earth warrior's results aren't very outstanding. You know what to do. If another person like Clark appears on Earth, you don't have to come to me. After all, the Alliance is placing unprecedented importance on young talents. No one cares about a small Earth, but if it's a young warrior with extreme talent, all the major permanent members will want to rope him in."
Hmph!
With that, Prime Minister Mo De left the living room in dissatisfaction. Levi's back was covered in cold sweat when he walked out of Mo De's house. He had repeatedly said that Earth was useless and did not even have a warrior who advanced to the main competition, but he had been slapped in the face before he even finished speaking. This was a huge loss of face.
Gritting his teeth, Levi became more vexed the more he thought about it and clenched his fists tightly.
.....
The Star of Sali battleship, Levi's personal vehicle.
Leaving the Ganges Republic, Levi had just thrown a tantrum in his room and was sitting on the sofa with a sullen expression.
"Who's in charge of the bounty on the warriors sent by the Earth Federation?" Levi asked with a sullen expression.
"Director Volga of the Special Intelligence Department," Levi's bespectacled secretary replied in a low voice.
"Life imprisonment in Britannia's death row," Levi said angrily. Levi snorted angrily. "How dare you make me lose face in front of Prime Minister Moder? Volga's life is over!"
The bespectacled secretary gasped. The Britannia Prison was a famous death row in the Sali Empire. The prisoners there were living a life worse than death. The prisoners' organs were cut off to feed to ferocious beasts, and man-eating ants were placed in the cells to constantly bite them. These were all torture methods used by the prison.
In short, Britannia was not a prison but a hell!
Director Volga had some reputation in the Empire, but he was directly thrown into the cruelest death row cell by Levi just because of a moment of carelessness. This showed how furious Levi was at the moment. Of course, to be able to become the most trusted minister of the inhumane King Figaro, Levi had always had a lot of dirty tricks up his sleeves. It was just that he hid them so well that few people knew the truth.
Most people would say that King Figaro was a tyrant when it came to the Suli Empire. Little did they know that Levi was even more brutal than King Figaro.
"Yes, the secret police will take care of this." The bespectacled Prime Minister's secretary wrote down Levi's request in a notebook.
"Mm, don't be afraid to cause a commotion. I want everyone to know the consequences of going against the Empire's wishes!" Levi said coldly.
The secretary noted down the words "arrest in public". He thought for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Prime Minister, as for the Earth Federation, should we show them some colors?"
Hmph!
Levi snorted coldly and gritted his teeth as he looked out of the porthole. "Prime Minister Mo specifically warned us that if we want to destroy Earth and make it our colony, we must learn how to cover up. Otherwise, the entire Milky Way Alliance will know that we're messing with Earth, and that would be disgraceful. We, the Suli Empire, hope to become a non-permanent member, so we can't not care about our reputation."
"So we're just going to let them go?" The secretary asked doubtfully. This was very unlike Levi's style.
Hahahaha ~
Levi laughed out loud. "Let Earth go? Impossible! I want them to deeply feel the pain of death! "
"All these years, in order to make Earth our colony, the Intelligence Department has bribed some traitors with superpowers. Let's use them to make the people of Earth kill each other!"
"Inform the secret biochemical department to send the newly developed Nightmare Virus to Earth. Tell them that it's a miracle drug that can raise one's power level."
The bespectacled Prime Minister's secretary was startled, and then said excitedly, "Good idea, Mr. Prime Minister. Those traitors with superpowers on Earth have always trusted us. After all, our technology level is much higher than Earth's. If we send the Nightmare Virus over as a miracle drug to raise their level, they'll go berserk after taking it and create large-scale chaos on Earth!"
"This way, we don't need to hire galactic pirates, and Earth will be plunged into endless nightmares without anyone knowing!"
Changing the topic, the bespectacled secretary pondered. "Your Excellency, it's just that this way, all the spies we've painstakingly planted on Earth will be destroyed. Isn't the price a little too high?"
Levi narrowed his eyes and sneered. "Price? I originally planned to leave some people behind when I colonized Earth, but now I want to kill all the people on Earth! Not a single one! This is the price Earth will pay for not obeying our will! "
.....
Walking through the empty hall, Han Lang could not help but look at the sofas that used to be filled with his companions. In the past, there had been forty-nine people in the camp, and everyone would gather in the hall to drink and chat for a while every day. Now, he was the only one.
A special object had been placed in the largest training room in the camp according to Han Lang's request. It was a memory metal block that weighed a hundred tons. Its length, width, and height were all five meters.
Closing the door, Han Lang logged into the Dark Net and found Zong Wudao.
After returning from the stress test, Han Lang realized that he had encountered a problem, a very serious problem. No matter what combat suit Han Lang wore, the right arm of the combat suit would be torn apart after he used a Dark Critical Strike.
In the image, Zong Wudao's expression was solemn as he kept stroking his chin. He said in a low voice, "The problem now is a little serious. As your understanding of the power of darkness increases, normal combat suits can no longer withstand the pull of the power of darkness.
"To be honest, I did not expect it to be like this. It seems that your power of darkness is a little too strong. What we need to do now is to figure out the trajectory of the power of darkness after you use a Critical Strike. That's why we need this memory metal.
"As the name suggests, the memory metal will remember how your power of darkness operates after you use a Critical Strike. I have some suspicions now, but I can't be sure. I need to find out through this experiment.
"When you are ready, use all your strength to attack this memory metal. I will see how your power of darkness destroys the enemy."
Han Lang nodded and began to gather his strength.
After a long period of practice, Han Lang had completely adapted to the power of the Dark Heavenly King. This power was usually hidden in Han Lang's body. In order to activate the power of darkness, Han Lang first had to make himself angry.
Witnessing the death of his companions and the humiliation that Earth had suffered, Han Lang would always be unable to suppress his anger whenever he thought of the past. The power of darkness began to be produced at this time. The stronger Han Lang's anger, the stronger the power of darkness!
Swoosh!
Darkness opened from his fingers and slowly covered Han Lang's iron fist.
Strength in one arm!
Critical Strike!
Boom!
The Dark Critical Strike hit the greyish-white memory metal. This piece of metal that weighed a hundred tons immediately began to twist and spin like a whirlpool. The power of darkness quickly spread, and a hole with a diameter of more than one meter appeared in the center of the metal.
With just one punch, Han Lang completely pierced through this piece of soft memory metal that weighed a hundred tons! It changed shape!
The originally square piece of metal had become as ferocious as a monster's head!
.....
Base Nazca, in the office of Lieutenant General Heinrich.
It was late at night, and the mountain wind was howling.
Heinrich sat at the table, drinking a bottle of tequila. It was made from Mexican cacti, the strongest liquor.
Cup after cup, Heinrich's eyes gradually turned red, and his breathing became heavier.
He opened his steel-like palm, and in his palm was a black capsule. The person who gave him this capsule told Heinrich that this was a super drug. If he ate it, he would become the strongest man on Earth, and he could easily kill Long Chuan.
Gulp!
Heinrich put a little salt on the tip of his tongue, and then drank a large glass of high-purity tequila.
"Become the strongest man on Earth …"
"Become the strongest man on Earth!"
Heinrich repeated it over and over again. Finally, he laughed out loud in the dark of the night and swallowed the black capsule in his hand along with the strong liquor.
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