Countless glaring white lights exploded from White Lion's body.
They were terrifying swords that looked like golden spears. They spread out in all directions in an instant. One of them had a hidden filthy aura as it shot towards Backlight Holy Lord's chest.
"You!!" Backlight's shocked voice was heard. A transparent air vortex appeared in front of his body. The terrifying tearing force interfered with the explosion of the golden swords. The two forces were in a stalemate for a moment.
Suddenly, a jade-white hand pressed on Backlight's back silently.
Puff!!
Backlight spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Magnetar Holy Lord in disbelief.
"Magnetar … You!!"
Boom!!
At this moment, the power of Magnetite Star's palm fiercely exploded, sending Backlight flying in another direction.
"Backlight, are you alright? Magnetar, do you know what you're doing!!? "Black Blade Holy Lord roared. He rushed forward to catch Backlight, but his wrist stealthily stabbed forward, stabbing towards Backlight's back.
Clang!!
A crisp and ear-piercing sound of collision was heard. Two white shadows grabbed his outstretched wrists.
"Black Blade Holy Lord, I didn't expect you to betray us Energy Machinists." Two old inspectors appeared beside Black Blade out of thin air. One on the left and one on the right, they clamped him down.
"You … You guys!!" Backlight Holy Lord reacted instantly and staggered backward. He walked to a safe distance with great difficulty. His face was pale. He walked towards the last inspector.
The situation became extremely strange.
First, White Lion attacked him sneakily. Then, it was blocked by Backlight. However, the real attack was Magnetar's palm on his back. After injuring Backlight, Black Blade pretended to save him and wanted to attack him. However, he was blocked by the two inspectors.
A series of instantaneous changes occurred in the blink of an eye.
Puff!
Backlight spat out a mouthful of blood again. The blood was black and smelly.
"I didn't expect this … I really didn't expect this … I almost died in the hands of my companions …" The white light on his face dissipated, revealing a middle-aged man's fair face. This was a very ordinary man. He looked no different from any other person on the street. He didn't have any unusual temperament or characteristics, and there was nothing extraordinary about him.
"I didn't expect that either." The Black Blade Saint sneered as he stared at the two white-bearded old inspectors in front of him. "I didn't expect there to be three Perpetual Motioner Level experts hidden here … Principal Partham, when did you break through to Level Ten?"
His gaze turned to the oldest white-haired old man standing beside Backlight.
The old man's eyebrows drooped, his expression indifferent.
"It's been one or two hundred years, right? Is that important?" The old man, Pasam, had been the Dean of the Central Academy in the three major cities for thousands of years. Almost everyone thought that he would never be able to break through to the Perpetual Motioner Level due to the limitations of his lifespan, and would forever remain at the peak of Level Nine.
However, he did not expect that this old man had silently broken through to the tenth level.
"How much do you know about our plan?" Black Blade asked coldly.
"I know everything that you think I should know." The old man smiled and turned to look at the Magnetar Holy Lord. "Your Excellency, Light of Justice, since you're here, why are you still pretending to be someone else? Could it be that the Light of Justice, Finite General, doesn't dare to show his true face?"
"Light of Justice?" Backlight's pupils shrank as he looked at the Magnetar Holy Lord.
As expected, the entire body of the Magnetar Holy Lord melted like mud, and quickly reformed into a new human form. It was the Light of Justice, Chinande.
However, Chinande's eyes were no longer pale white, but red and blue with a strange and enchanting rainbow light.
"It's really you!!" The Backlight Holy Lord was the one who had been kept in the dark. Now that he saw the series of changes and the Light of Justice's true appearance, it also meant that the Mech Pilots had really attacked the Energy Machinists.
This was a complete falling-out of cordiality.
He was shocked and angry at the same time. He remembered that the outside world must be in chaos right now. Since the Mech pilots had decided to make a move and had even plotted against the three Holy Lords, the situation outside would definitely be worse than here!
At this moment, the situation was finally clear.
Chinande had the ability to transform into anything. He pretended to be the Magnetar Holy Lord in order to attack Backlight with his palm. Now that he had succeeded, he did not expect that there would be three more Perpetual Motioners.
Now, both sides were in a deadlock.
However, both sides understood that the Energy Machinists were really finished … If Chinande could not solve the problem, then there would be more Chinandes attacking until the Energy Machinists were completely eliminated.
This was the general trend of the entire Mech Pilots' world. It was irreversible because the Energy Machinists occupied too many resources.
"An unexpected variable … Pasam, who sent you the news here?" Chinande asked calmly. The strange shape of his left eye red and his right eye blue made his aura expand.
"There are still many variables that you didn't expect …" The old man lowered his eyebrows and said calmly. He reached out one hand to support Backlight. "Are you okay, Backlight?"
"Not bad. Together with the other two, it's three against two no matter how you look at it. Heh, it won't be that bad." Backlight answered desperately. In fact, that palm was not as simple as it looked. There was a highly toxic metal substance that entered his body. At this moment, he was poisoned all over and the insides of his body were rotting and festering rapidly.
*****
Outside the light pillar
Garon was surrounded by Chinande. Surrounding him were Level Nine powerhouses. At this moment of great change, the rarely seen top-notch powerhouses appeared like cabbages.
Those who were not of this level could not even stand properly.
Garon and Chinande were in the innermost circle. Behind them were the four Level Nine powerhouses of the White King. On the outside were the Two-Faced Man and a circle of Level Nine powerhouses. The outermost circle was Garon's four new Level Ten powerhouses.
The situation was in a deadlock. No matter how strong Chinande was, he was only a clone. His real power was still channeled into the light pillar. At this moment, the light pillar was divided into two sides. The situation was reversed instantly and became extremely fragile.
"Do you think I'll retreat because of you Perpetual Motioners who have just advanced?" Chinande's expression did not change as he said calmly.
"Where are your team members? I'm afraid they are still suppressing the Demon Lord Modified Team of the Three Great Holy Lords? "Garon's expression was calm.
Boom!!! Just as he finished speaking.
The entire ground shook. Seismic waves came from afar as if there were huge forces colliding with each other.
"Look, the Demon Lord Modified Team is not that easy to deal with …" Garon's face flashed with understanding.
Chinande's expression turned slightly gloomy.
"Who are you?" Even Jeros should not know so much inside information.
"Who I am is not important …" Garon said softly. "What's important is what can I do?"
He looked at the various spaceships that were still fleeing in all directions. The people from the Chixue Sect had already left with their own people.
Dark Light and the rest had also left earlier.
"Chinande, if we leave you here now, I wonder if the people from Star Emperor would be willing to help us?" The Two-Faced Man sneered.
"Star Emperor?" Chinande's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm. "You think the people from Star Emperor are here to help you?"
The Two-Faced Man and the rest of the Level Ten suddenly froze.
The conflict between pilots and Energy Machinists had always been there. Now, it was just that it had been suppressed for too long and suddenly erupted. With such a big move now, the pilots would definitely not let it go easily. The forces of Star Emperor could very well be the second move that they had set up.
It could even be said that the resources of the entire Energy Machinist might have already been divided up by them.
At this moment, both parties did not dare to act rashly. At their level, once they made a move, no one would be able to contain the range of the aftermath of the destruction. Just a few moves might cause the planet to collapse.
Such an outcome, whether it was the pilots who wanted to divide up the resources or the Energy Machinists themselves, was not willing to see.
Garen was very clear about this weak balance. It was just like the nuclear chain balance on Earth. When everyone had the ability to destroy everything, no one would dare to act too rashly. Once they were forced into a corner, everyone would be finished together and there would be no more drama to be had.
"Give up, your plan has already failed," Garon said calmly. "As long as one of the Perpetual Motioners is not imprisoned, destroying the entire planet of Energy Machinists is still easy. In the end, no one will get anything."
There was a hint of compromise in his words. Humans could not go against the general trend, but they could make changes in a small area. As long as the Energy Machinists were not destroyed, the conflict could not be reconciled. What Garon wanted to do was to protect some things within the limits of his ability. That was all.
The decline of the Energy Machinists was the choice of the era. It was irreversible, so he could only choose to protect himself.
Everyone's gaze was focused on Chinande. His decision at this moment would decide whether all the powerhouses present would fight or not. Once they started fighting, the Level Nine powerhouses present would not be able to escape unscathed. The aftermath of this battle would definitely destroy the entire Naga completely. There would be no accidents.
The destruction of Naga would most likely trigger a space-time storm in this Negative Space area.
Don't forget, Naga was in a special environment. It was not in the Positive Universe, but in the Negative Space. Everything was in the opposite space-time from the Positive Universe.
The surroundings were filled with violent and violent space-time storms. Everyone would be finished if they were not careful.
There was no flow of air. The powerhouses present had their force fields intertwined. Even the smallest air particles could not pass through here. Everything other than the force field was repelled. The Level Nine Ten Thousand Times Gravity intertwined and concentrated on Chinande and the others. The Level Ten powerhouses on the periphery, including the Two-faced Man, had their powerful auras locked on Chinande. They did not dare to ignore him for a moment.
As the King Star, Chinande had strength that far surpassed all the other Perpetual Motioners. If they really fought without any scruples, these people might not be his match.
However, the situation now was special.
"Make your decision, Chinande," Garen's voice carried a sense of confidence as if everything was under his control. The situation was exactly as he had expected. Whether it was the situation inside the light pillar or outside the light pillar, it was more or less what he had expected.
"The only thing that I can't figure out is that you guys would actually gather your men to attack me. You're actually using me as an attack target? This makes me a little confused. "Garon voiced out the doubts in his heart.
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