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Chapter 1188

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"Sigh, the expeditionary army's commander was beheaded, but Black Star gave up on attacking. It's obvious that he wants to erode our army again and again. However, the Three Kings won't give up on the competition in the Flickering World. What's the point of investing more troops? Not letting the Beyond Grade As participate is just suicide. Black Star has already proven that he has the ability to behead the commander anytime. "

In a small private meeting room, a few top officials with real power sat on the sofa and complained.

Just now, the news of the expeditionary army's commander's death came back. The Three Kings of Modo called a meeting with the upper echelons. While they were angry, they quickly promoted a new commander within the expeditionary army and asked the military to send more people to support them.

The many officials present did not have any objections on the surface, but many of them were more and more against it. Therefore, after the meeting, a few officials with real power who were against it met in private.

In the room, Marco was the highest-ranking official. He was the third person in a mainstream political faction within Modo and had a lot of authority.

He slowly said, "We can't go on like this. With Black Star as our opponent, Modo has almost no chance in the Flickering World. Giving up as soon as possible is the rational choice. If we continue to drag it out, Modo will only be under more and more pressure until it collapses."

"That's right. These days, the country hasn't been stable either … Many non-official organizations of the three Universal Civilizations have started so-called peace movements on many colonial planets, using armed demonstrations, organizing strikes, and so on to incite anti-war sentiment in society and force us to retreat. Many industries have been affected. There are also people with ulterior motives spreading the ideology of racial division, attacking the system, and promoting hatred. They can actually reverse our years of harmonious ethnic coexistence education and successfully inculcate discriminatory thoughts in some people. In time, it will definitely give birth to a new rebel army … Some important people from all walks of life have even been assassinated by mysterious forces. There are internal and external threats. "

Someone sighed and murmured.

Marco shook his head. "Modo has invested countless resources in the strategic layout of the Flickering World decades ago. It makes sense that the Three Kings are unwilling to give up immediately. However, now that the situation has changed, adjusting our strategy is our first choice. Since we can't deal with Black Star's problem, continuing to invest resources in the Flickering World is a meaningless waste. We should make up our minds to stop our losses. "

"That's right. The Three Kings' idea is to hold on. If the Super Star Cluster Alliance succeeds, we'll be able to take a bite of the soup. However, if they wanted to hold on until the day the Supercluster Alliance took a turn for the better … the hope was too slim. It's impossible for Black Star to sit by and watch this happen. Don't look at how he's stalling with us right now. If we don't constantly send in reinforcements to feed him, he'll definitely launch an all-out attack and drive us out, "another person said.

Marco took a sip of the dark amber liquor and said in a low voice, "That's right.

"Actually, from the very beginning, I didn't think that the Supercluster Alliance would be able to complete the Flickering World strategy, and there was an eighty percent chance that they would fail. We were just fighting with the other Supercluster civilizations. In that case, it would be wiser for Modo to escape as soon as possible and get rid of the pressure of the three Universal Civilizations and the Black Star Corps. "

"That's right."

Everyone in the room agreed with him.

Marco narrowed his eyes. "The greater the losses Modo suffers, the more opposition there will be. Maybe we should start preparing for the impeachment process now …"

Hearing this, the few of them were shocked. They were just complaining here. They did not expect Marco to actually have plans to take action.

However, thinking about it from another perspective, this was not a bad idea.

Modo was a civilization regime formed by the union of three civilizations. The Modo Three Kings each represented a race, but their ideology and political views were cross-racial. Therefore, Modo's political environment was very complicated, and there were also many factions.

Due to the uniqueness of the regime, Modo naturally had to have a balance of power. The Three Kings could not do whatever they wanted. There were also institutions like the House of Representatives and the Congress to restrict their power. If the development path during their term did not suit the interests of the majority, or if there were any personal scandals, they could be removed through impeachment and replaced with a new leader.

However, this rarely happened in Modo's history. As long as the Modo Three Kings did not do anything outrageous, they would be able to live through their term peacefully.

"If the Three Kings insist on doing things their own way, Modo will gradually be emptied out, and their future will be bleak. If they really insist on going down this path, they can only be removed through impeachment."

Marco said with a deep voice.

Everyone looked at each other. Some were firm, while others were hesitant. They all lowered their voices and discussed their methods softly.

At this moment, the opponents of the war in Modo gradually raised their heads and started to plan how to stab the Three Kings in the back. The root of this was Black Star's strength, which made some of the Modo upper echelons feel hopeless. They could not see any possibility of turning the tables.



In the Modo Civilization, a silver-white stealth high-speed spaceship hovered in a nebula, moving slowly. There was no logo on its outer armor.

Inside the cabin, Lothaire and a few officers of the Assassin's Society sat around a virtual screen and browsed through the information on the screen. There were many portraits of influential people from all walks of life in the Modo Civilization. Some of them had red crosses on their heads, indicating that the assassination was successful.

"Modo is in chaos internally. Some big shots in the industry were assassinated, causing the local management systems of a few colonial planets to be almost paralyzed. Our work is very effective," an officer said coldly.

"Hmm."

Lothaire kept staring at the screen as if he was looking for his next prey.

The Assassin's Society had been working in Modo for a few months and had caused quite a bit of chaos. They were being hunted by the officials and continued to commit crimes while hiding.

"Our actions these days have been too aggressive. We've also lost a lot of people. It's time to lay low for a while," an officer advised.

Lothaire nodded, then shook his head and said, "Hide for now, then do something big."

As he spoke, he pointed at one of the portraits on the screen.

The officers looked in the direction he pointed at, and their expressions froze. Shock and disbelief gradually appeared in their eyes.

The target Lothaire chose was one of the Three Kings of Modo!

"You want to assassinate the supreme leader of a Supercluster civilization?" An officer's eyes widened. "Are you crazy?"

"They have three leaders. It's nothing to lose one." Lothaire's tone was calm. "I'll do it myself."

"Do you know what kind of action this is? If we succeed, the Modo Civilization will definitely fight us to the death. Plus, there's no chance of success at all. The Three Kings of Modo are heavily guarded. There's no way we can get close. Plus, they won't leave their mother planet, so it's impossible to assassinate them, "someone said anxiously.

Lothaire explained, which was rare for him. "Firstly, Modo has always fought us to the death. Secondly, the Three Kings of Modo have many guards, but none of them are Beyond Grade A guards. At most, they're Calamity Grades, which isn't beyond the limit of my abilities. Thirdly, Modo's mother planet doesn't have the Psionic Seal Ring like the mother planets of the three Universal Civilizations, so it's completely possible to sneak in. "

Assassinating the Three Kings of Modo seemed like an impossible mission at first glance, but after careful analysis, he realized that there was actually a chance. After all, although the Three Kings were leaders, they did not have individual strength, especially since he had [Deity Assassinator]. Even if the Three Kings had Beyond Grade A magic defense runes on them, this weapon could still penetrate them. The main problem was that regardless of whether the assassination succeeded or not, it would be very difficult to escape unscathed.

Everyone was shocked. It was as if they were meeting Lothaire for the first time. Even though they were all assassins who had assassinated some big shots before, in their eyes, this was still an extremely daring plan.

"It's easy for you to say, but in reality, it's suicide!"

"Everything is possible. Sometimes, you just need a little bit of luck." Lothaire narrowed his eyes. The few people present did not know what he was thinking, and he had no intention of explaining.

Because of the actions of Rossellin and the three Universal Civilizations, racial differences within Modo were gradually rising. At this time, if they could assassinate the Three Kings of one of the races and find a way to push the blame to the radicals of the other two races, it might be able to intensify the conflict and make this idea explode. The result was not hard to imagine.

The method was a little underhanded, but as a spy-type assassin, Lothaire did not care if the method was ethical or not. He only cared if it was useful and could complete the goal. It could be said that he would do anything.

He had been out for decades and was no longer a pure assassin. He gradually learned to analyze the big picture. Although Black Star did not give him clear instructions on what to do, Lothaire knew very well what Black Star's goal was. He was happy to use a more flexible method to cause more damage to Modo, which was more powerful than a simple assassination.

Of course, assassinating the highest leader of Modo and shifting the blame to racial hatred was just an idea. It was extremely difficult, and it was impossible for the Assassin's Society to accomplish it alone.

However, the three Universal Civilizations' forces in Modo were natural help. Lothaire planned to create a fuse so that they could use it as an excuse, just like how the idea they instigated gave him the idea of assassinating the Three Kings of Modo.



Boom!

A red figure tumbled toward the desolate planet like a meteor, creating a crater on the surface of the planet.

Hella's mouth was bleeding, and her body was embedded in the ground. Just as she pulled herself out, Han Xiao suddenly appeared above her and kicked her abdomen with a powerful whip kick.

Boom!

The little bit of death energy that she had just gathered was scattered by the kick, and a shockwave burst out, making an explosive sound.

Hella was hit hard in the abdomen. She arched her body like a shrimp and shot out quickly. She was kicked dozens of kilometers away, creating a long trench.

"Are you still going to fight? I've been beating you for eleven hours. If I remember correctly, you've been on the brink of death three times and fainted five times. "

Han Xiao stood with his arms crossed, looking helpless.

"Humph, do you want me to praise you for being so strong … Forget it, let's call it a day. But don't forget, this is only the third time." Hella wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, rubbed her stomach, and stood up.

Hearing this, Han Xiao's eyelids twitched.

He was currently fulfilling the original agreement, which was to spar with Hella thirty times. There were twenty-seven times left. Thinking of this number, Han Xiao felt his waist hurt a little.

This was somewhere near Black Star Palace. He had already returned from the free competition zone for a few days.

Modo did not send a Beyond Grade A to deal with this decapitation operation, so they would most likely not take the risk later. Furthermore, Han Xiao had left behind enough mechanical troops and Lord's Avatar, so he did not continue to stay at the frontlines. He turned around and used the King to return to his base.

Han Xiao originally wanted to focus on studying the Felon and Indestructible Mechanical Troops technology at home, but Hella was not satisfied and insisted on sparring with him.

As there was an agreement, he could not go back on his word. Thus, he could only accompany Hila and play with her for a few days. Although Hila was a good punching bag and felt good to the touch, after a long time, Han Xiao could not stand it anymore.

After obtaining the exclusive (Virtual Technology Innovation- Manison), the research on the Felon and Indestructible Mechanical Troops technology went quite smoothly. However, there were still many key technical points to be solved, and it would take time. Therefore, Han Xiao did not use his Awakening Points to push forward the research progress. He should be able to derive the blueprints with his various skills and talents alone.

This time, Hella flew back from afar and asked, "What do you think of my progress?"

"Not bad," Han Xiao said casually.

"Tsk, such a perfunctory tone. You're very patient when you're with Teacher, but you're so casual with me. Do you not want to accompany me that much?" Hella raised her brows.

"What do you think?" Han Xiao glared at her.

You masochist, don't you know what you're doing? You're always looking for me to fight and kill, forcing me to beat you up. I'm also very tired!

Because of her passion for fighting, Hella's strength increased very quickly. Especially after obtaining the Underworld, she had more room for improvement.

When Aurora reached Beyond Grade A, the Underworld would be able to unleash the 'Hero Spirit Rebirth' ability. By then, Hella would be able to reach her peak strength.

Han Xiao also learned from the Underworld's Earth Granny that if Aurora's Esper Ability reached Beyond Grade A, there would be a qualitative change. She would be able to create a body with life but without a soul to serve as the carrier for the Hero Spirit Rebirth of the Underworld.

This ability could be used together with the Soul Swapper. Han Xiao told this to Feidin and promised that he would get Aurora to create a body for Chen Xing when the time came.

Hella snorted and changed the topic. "There are still twenty-seven sparring sessions. I want one the day after tomorrow. Remember to make time."

"You're too hard to satisfy. Can't the interval be longer?" Han Xiao was frustrated.

"No! It took me so much effort to get you back from Teacher. I want you to accompany me to my heart's content. "

A smile flashed across Hella's eyes. She turned around and returned to the spaceship.

Han Xiao shook his head helplessly. He was more and more certain that Hella was a masochist.

The sparring sessions were meant to test one's strength, but knowing that the gap between them was so huge, she still wanted to fight with him. Wasn't she just asking for a beating?

In the end, Hadavy was still the best. Both of them were looking for a beating, but this guy knew better. Even after being beaten, he could still smile, unlike Hila, who always had a cold expression as if he owed her money …

Speaking of which, it had been a while since he was licked by Hardaway. He actually missed it.

Han Xiao was not in a hurry to return. He got his mechanical army to collect some of the broken weapons. While cleaning up the battlefield, he opened the forums and was prepared to read the posts of the idiotic netizens to relax.

However, as soon as he opened the Flickering World page, his eyes were attracted by a pinned post.

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