It was a hyperspace restraining device used to restrict kings — [Secret Room Carriage].
High-density rhenium gold filled the generator room, and eight magnetic field components designed by the handsome Jack surrounded Emperor Slayer, restricting him to the center of the secret room.
At this moment.
Emperor Slayer had already inserted his [True Lumen] back into his neck.
He floated in the air with his legs crossed. His body had gradually adapted to the frequency of the magnetic field, but it was still very difficult to break free. The secret room itself did not have any loopholes to exploit.
His heart was as still as water.
In the few days that Emperor Slayer had been imprisoned, he had already eliminated all his anger, impatience, and other emotions and returned to his original state of mind.
He had also thrown the unfinished mission and the upcoming war to the back of his mind. He focused on himself and carried out a deep self-reflection.
Just now.
When the carriage was separated from the train, Emperor Slayer felt a slight energy fluctuation due to the switching of the power supply.
Why would a device that had never fluctuated in stability suddenly produce such a large energy fluctuation? There must have been a change in the outside world … This was the opportunity that Emperor Slayer had been waiting for.
Draw the sword!
He opened up his domain and stared at the powerful restrictive force as he slowly pulled the sword out of his neck.
Traces of strange sin power were seeping out from different parts of his body.
The strange bandages used to cover his body also slowly came off.
Emperor Slayer, who had finished drawing his sword, did not immediately attack. Instead, he was preparing something.
A move that he had not used before was about to be used … After all, a normal attack was enough to kill Han Dong and the others. There was no need to use this kind of move, which required time to prepare and did not necessarily have a high hit rate, on low-level life forms.
A terrifying scene occurred.
The sound of bones cracking could be heard.
The cervical vertebrae in the neck extended upward, and the bone cells underwent rapid differentiation and division, constructing an exquisite skull.
With the skull as the frame,
Sin threads began to weave the flesh and tissues of the face like blood vessels.
The bandages covered the surface of the body like skin.
A complete head formed on Emperor Slayer's head. Soft black hair fell to the side of the ears … Even though the entire body was covered in bandages, one could vaguely imagine the extraordinary appearance of the past through the contours of the face and black hair.
[Head]
This was the first time Emperor Slayer had revealed her head, and a never-before-seen artistic conception covered the blade.
Emperor Slayer had originally planned to use this trump card against enemy kings. He had never thought that he would use it here.
Furthermore, sacrificing the head also meant that Emperor Slayer would have to face the deepest sin in his heart. If his state of mind was not up to par, he would suffer from Qi Deviation … Once he succeeded, his state of mind would rise to an unprecedented height.
Chop!
At this moment, the feeling of wielding the saber was completely different from before.
The restrictions and restraints became like a few ordinary and unobstructed threads, no longer restricting Emperor Slayer.
Weng!
The secret chamber was cut horizontally.
The carriage carrying the secret chamber was moving quickly on the track leading to the edge of the planet. There were no enemies around.
The Emperor Slayer turned into a sinful shadow and disappeared from the carriage.
She was not in a hurry to rush to the battlefield.
Instead, he found a hidden underground cave and placed the True Path of Flowing Light between his palms, beginning to nurture it.
While he was imprisoned in the secret room, the energy in Emperor Slayer's body was slowly being depleted.
Her last move, forcefully cutting open the secret room, had exhausted almost all of her strength … This was also the fundamental reason why she had to choose a special time to break open the secret room.
Energy depleted.
Emperor Slayer's comprehensive attributes would be weakened by more than 80%. If he was besieged by multiple Mythical Bodies, he might be in danger.
After recovering for a while, Emperor Slayer immediately found the nearest World Network interface and contacted the mother body.
"Give me half an hour. I will rush back to the battlefield in time."
"Well, everything is going according to plan. Emperor Slayer, your return will allow our victory rate to exceed 70%."
The mother body did not ask what had happened during this period of time. As long as Emperor Slayer could return to the battlefield in time, nothing mattered.
Emperor Slayer herself had also gained enlightenment due to this failure, and the state of slaying had become even more superior than before.
…
The west gate of London was a few thousand meters away.
The cuboid structure of Markoms City, which was floating in mid-air, had taken the initiative to expose the barrel structure of the positron cannon. A type of annihilating positron energy had completed the compression and acceleration between the barrels.
Whoosh!
The beam that symbolized annihilation shot straight at London.
The mother body had simulated the effect of London's destruction in advance.
Who knew …
Just as the positron beam shot out, the gates of London opened inwards at the same time, ready to receive the bombardment.
An ancient and esoteric device was set up inside the city gates.
It was built with pieces of floating stone tablets engraved with Void characters as its outer frame. The center was a mirror structure in the form of a liquid.
It was the "Void Prism" that was temporarily modified by the Plane Migration Device.
The members of the Secret Cult of the Void under [The Second Origin – Pop Menda] were surrounding the base of the prism's stone platform, using a secret ritual to precisely control the prism.
Not only could this device change the trajectory of matter, but it could even refract at a precise angle … If used properly, they might be able to directly shoot down the enemy's main city.
What would happen next would be a direct clash between "advanced technology" and "Hybrid Demon Secret Techniques."
The moment the positron beam collided with the Void Prism, a total of six instructors were annihilated on the spot due to the influence of the connection.
Of course, Pop had already considered this and immediately sent backup personnel forward to replace them.
"I didn't expect the bombardment to be even more powerful this time. It might be a little difficult to accurately refract the beam … It'll be fine as long as we can touch it.
We must make the enemy think that we can't use this terrifying weapon. "
As the positron beam completely entered the prism, Pop personally descended and used the Astral Brain to control the thoughts of all the members of the Secret Cult, personally controlling the refraction direction.
Buzz!
A beam of the same power shot out from the mirror in reverse, and it could probably hit the upper right corner of the enemy's main city.
Just as it was about to hit.
Markoms City suddenly released an extremely powerful magnetic field pulse, and it changed the trajectory of the positron beam, forcing it to shoot into the deep space of the universe.
The first exchange between the two sides ended in this form of "fireworks."
The most shocked was the mother. She didn't expect the enemy to have such a method.
"The positron cannon can ignore the obstruction of space … I didn't expect the enemy to be proficient in such a profound space technique, and to create a device that can perfectly deal with the positron cannon in such a short time.
What a pity, otherwise this cannon would be enough to destroy London. "
"From the beginning, we didn't intend to use technology to determine the winner.
I'll go first. Blacksmith, come with me … Let's see what the enemy's [King] is capable of. "
Suddenly.
An indescribable heavy pressure spread out in this area.
The residents of London who weren't at the level of Mythical Entity began to tremble, and their thoughts froze. Many residents even knelt on the ground.
This kind of pressure didn't only affect the body, but also the soul and consciousness.
The enslaved mad dragon also let out a wail at this moment, lowering its head as if it was afraid of something.
It covered the sky.
The shadow replaced the former sun, and the city of London returned to darkness.
However, the residents of the city didn't feel relieved at all after getting rid of the scorching sun. Instead, there was extreme fear in their eyes …
In the sky.
With a body length of tens of thousands of meters, or even hundreds of thousands of meters, and a perfect combination of black dragon scales and metal armor, a colossus beyond the knowledge of most residents was overlooking the tiny city of London.
[Teplo Nedrilis — Father of the Black Dragon]
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