"Heber invited me to his party?"
In the Black Star Corps headquarters, Han Xiao stared at Malekith with interest.
"Yes, His Excellency Tyrant said so." Malekith's palms were sweating.
It was only because of the Red Empire that they became allies on the surface. However, their relationship was very delicate, and ten years of hostility could not be resolved so easily. Malekith coming to deliver the invitation felt like he was in the enemy's camp.
Looking at Han Xiao on the mechanical throne, Malekith had mixed feelings.
He had once tried to recruit Han Xiao, but ten years had passed in the blink of an eye. He was still a Vanguard Official under the Tyrant, but Black Star had become a Beyond Grade A on the same level as the Tyrant.
Han Xiao tapped his fingers on the armrest of his seat and pondered with narrowed eyes.
He had attended a Tyrant's party with Ames in the past. This was a party for the upper echelons of the Shattered Star Ring that Heber had created single-handedly.
Recently, due to the loss of the battle, the Tyrant's reputation had taken a hit. Bloodshed Land and Klent had been silent for a period of time, and Heber was in a hurry to call a new party. He might have the intention of stabilizing his position.
Since the Tyrant wanted to maintain the influence of the party, it was impossible for him not to invite a new Beyond Grade A. Perhaps Heber was responding to the request of the Red Empire and wanted to reconcile with him. It could also be a trap, but the chances were not high.
The secret war had not ended for long, and many conflicts of interest were not clear. Perhaps this party was to clarify these matters.
Han Xiao nodded.
"Go back and tell the Tyrant that I will be there."
Malekith heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly left. In front of Han Xiao, he was under a lot of pressure.
Looking at the time, the date of the party was a month later. The secret war had just ended, and Klent was negotiating with Purple Crystal to remove the stargate seal at the border of the Star Cluster so that the shortcut channels between the two Star Clusters could be reconnected.
According to the information he obtained through his connections in the Amethyst Civilization, due to the intervention of the Red Empire, the negotiations between the two Star Cluster Civilizations went smoothly. The stargate that connected the two Star Clusters would be officially opened in about ten days.
"A month's time. Hmm, at that time, the expansion of the Black Star Corps should be almost complete. The first batch of elites sent by the Red Empire to be modified by the Evolution Cube should also arrive after that. We have plenty of time."
During this period of time, apart from training the Heber Stellar Furnace and building the Mech Legion, Han Xiao did not have many things to do. Coincidentally, he had the time to attend the Tyrant's gathering, which would help him discuss matters with the various factions.
At this time, Harmon suddenly pushed open the door and walked in.
"Black Star, I'm leaving." Harmon said loudly.
"Oh?" Han Xiao remembered. "Right, you're going back to fight for the position of chief, right?"
Harmon was the main character of the Luhan Beastman Tribe. The Luhan Beastman Tribe was a galactic civilization, but they retained their warlike, barbaric, and warlike traditions. Their ruling method was a tribal alliance system, and every tribe controlled a few colonial planets.
Such a system had a special origin. The Luhan Beastmen were not natives but wanderers who had fled from other Star Systems many years ago. They were scattered on different planets in the same region and developed on their own, forming different tribes. Although they inherited the same origin and traditions, each tribe had a different culture after a long period of evolution. In the end, they united as one and retained their independence, thus forming such a system.
The way to elect the chief of a tribe was to randomly throw all the candidates to different planets in the universe, allowing them to train themselves in the galaxy and form their own 'War League'.
When the time limit was up, every candidate would bring their own War League back to fight for the right to become the chief. The date of the election for the Rockfall Tribe that Harmon was in was approaching. His career as a mercenary was about to end, and he was preparing to return to inherit the property of a galactic tribe.
More than ten years ago, in order to recruit Harmon, Han Xiao had also joined his War League, and the mission was still hanging on his interface.
"Black Star, you are my War League. You have to come and help me," Harmon said in a muffled voice.
"The Luhan Beastman Civilization is located in the Sol Cluster …" Han Xiao stroked his chin. "It's on the way to the Tyrant's party. Alright, I'll bring some people with you."
This was an ancient tradition of the Luhan Beastman Tribe. He had already agreed, and Han Xiao was not going to go back on his words.
After Harmon left, Han Xiao took out his communicator and sent a message to the Dragon Emperor.
"Ames, the Tyrant is preparing to hold a party. Have you received the invitation? Come to my place, we'll go together. "
Very quickly, Ames replied.
"Okay."
…
A few days later, Ames took a spaceship to the Black Star Corps headquarters.
The two of them were now allies and were old acquaintances. There was no need for formalities when they met, and it was as easy as paying a visit.
This time, Han Xiao only brought his Black Star Guards and left the headquarters in a spaceship. Moving together was Harmon and his War League, as well as a portion of the players who had accepted the mission from the War League. All of them headed toward the Sol Cluster where the Bloodshed Land was located.
There were two Beyond Grade As and a large number of high-level Calamity Grades in the spaceship. The lineup was extremely luxurious.
Arriving at the border of the Star Cluster, the stargate that had been closed for ten years due to the secret war reopened. Countless spaceships formed a long line and entered the stargate one after another, crossing the desolate universe belt.
During the war, most of the civilians of the two Star Clusters were unable to travel to the other's territory, and transportation was restricted.
After entering the Sol Cluster, Han Xiao changed his direction and headed straight for the Luhan Beastman Civilization's territory.
At the same time, on the Luhan Blood Planet.
This was a gray, desolate planet that had a special position in the Luhan Beastman tradition. Every tribe would use this planet as a battle arena for the election of the chief.
There were many dilapidated colosseums made of stone on the Luhan Blood Planet. Every time there was a tribal election, a new colosseum would be built, leaving behind many wreckages and ruins over the years.
In a certain area of the planet, there were many crude-looking Luhan Beastman spaceships on the surface, surrounding a newly built colosseum. This would be the battlefield where the chief candidates of the Rockfall Tribe would fight for the right of succession.
The current chief of the Rockfall Tribe, Haleta, was a burly Luhan Beastman. In the aesthetic sense of the Luhan Beastmen, the amount of hair on one's body was an important indicator of one's age. Haleta's hair was sparse, and his body was covered in old scars.
He was Harmon's father, and Harmon was the rightful second generation chief.
"Mogo, Geto, Thale … of the twenty-five chief candidates, only six have returned. The rest should have died in the universe."
Haleta looked at the candidates with their respective Leagues not far away and shook his head.
Most of these candidates were the descendants of the tribe's upper echelons. The Luhan Beastmen were a martial race, and they believed that only the strong were qualified to lead the tribe. When all the candidates were expelled from their home planet, they could not accept any form of help from the tribe except for the League partners they brought with them. This was to test the candidates' comprehensive survival ability. Only those who could survive and return to the Luhan Beastmen's territory were qualified to compete for the chief position. This was a kind of screening in itself.
The candidates could not contact anyone in the tribe, or they would be disqualified. The candidates' relatives could not contact them at will either, or they would be ridiculed. The candidates could only passively accept the tribe's notice. Therefore, Haleta was not sure about Harmon's current situation. He only knew that he had joined the Black Star Corps and was still alive.
"I don't know if his League is strong enough …" Haleta was secretly worried.
In the battle for the chief position, one was responsible for their own life and death. In the culture of the Luhan Beastmen, there was no tradition of showing mercy to the enemy. The six candidates who returned had been in business for more than ten years and all had strong Leagues. Among them, Mogo and Geto were the strongest.
Mogo had joined the Bloodshed Land and brought back tens of thousands of warriors who were on good terms with him. There were many Grade B Supers among them, and Geto seemed to have become an important partner of some financial group. Behind him stood a large group of Black Star Troopers dressed as mercenaries.
The two of them stared at each other from afar, treating each other as their biggest competitors.
"Don't worry, Mogo. We are all elite warriors of the Bloodshed Land. The enemy is just a group of random mercenaries that we have never heard of. They have fewer people than us and are no match for us." A Bloodshed Land officer patted Mogo's shoulder. They had fought side by side for many years and had a deep friendship.
Mogo grinned, waved his warhammer twice, and said in a deep voice, "Among all the candidates, only Harmon can beat me. Unfortunately, he hasn't returned yet. Maybe he died in the universe. Other than him, no one else can beat me. For someone like Geto, I can kill him in two or three strikes."
On the other side, Geto was quietly whispering to a man dressed as a mercenary beside him.
"Boss, I'll be counting on you later."
"Heh, with me around, you'll definitely be able to become the chief." This person sneered. His name was Riel, and his real identity was actually the leader of a certain rogue organization in the Sol Cluster.
Geto had joined this rogue organization, and there was a rule in the election for the chief position. If the candidate took the wrong path, they would be disqualified. After all, the chief of a tribe could not be a wanted criminal in the universe. However, Geto was unwilling to give up the position of chief and found a way to disguise himself as a rogue.
He was relying on Riel, who was the only Grade A Super among all the candidates.
Riel agreed to help Geto become the chief, and in exchange, he asked Geto to provide them with resources and logistics in the future.
Although the Rockfall Tribe was only one of the tribes in the Luhan Beastman Civilization, they had a few planets in their hands and were quite wealthy.
Time passed as they waited, and the other Luhan Beastman Tribe chiefs took their seats with their subordinates, coming to witness the election of the Rockfall Tribe's chief. Seeing that it was about time, Faleta spoke loudly.
"It's about time. Mogo, Geto … all the candidates, bring your Leagues into the battlefield. Choose an area yourselves and prepare for battle."
Everyone entered the battlefield in a single file, stood in their positions, and faced each other.
Faleta looked at the time repeatedly and was a little anxious. The candidates who returned after the battle officially started would be considered late and would be disqualified directly, and Harmon had not arrived yet.
At this time, Riel stepped out under Geto's signal and released his Grade A energy wave, his aura soaring into the sky.
"Calamity Grade?"
The expressions of the other candidates changed drastically.
Faleta was also shocked. As a Star System civilization, the Luhan Beastman Civilization also had more than ten Calamity Grade Supers, and there were three on the stands. Yet, Geto could actually turn a Calamity Grade Supers into his own League. His strength immediately overwhelmed all the other candidates.
At this time, two candidates on the battlefield suddenly threw away their weapons and raised their hands. This action meant that they were surrendering. Before the battle even started, these two people had already given up the right to fight for the chief position. Although this was embarrassing, at least they would not have to fight a Calamity Grade Supers and would be able to keep their lives. Furthermore, they would not have to send their brothers to their deaths.
There was a commotion in the stands.
"Are we really going to fight a Calamity Grade Supers?" Seeing this, the Bloodshed Land officer immediately retreated, throwing his bold words out of the window.
"Fight!" Mogo's expression changed several times. He clenched his teeth and gripped the warhammer in his hand tightly.
"Erm … can I give up now?" A Bloodshed Land warrior behind suddenly threw away his weapon and slowly backed away.
They were willing to become Mogo's League and fight for him, but they were not willing to die because of this.
Mogo's expression turned ugly.
On the other side, Geto had a smug look on his face as he looked down on the entire battlefield. Standing beside Riel, he felt like a fox exploiting the tiger's might.
In the stands, Faleta had a conflicted expression. At this time, Geto's father spoke.
"Chief, don't purposely delay. Let's start quickly."
Geto's father was also an upper echelon of the tribe. He usually kept a low profile, but at this time, he could not wait any longer.
It's also good that Harmon is not coming back … Faleta sighed and was about to speak when a spaceship descended from the sky, attracting the attention of everyone present.
Chi!
The spaceship landed in a corner of the battlefield. The hatch opened, and Harmon walked out with a group of his League comrades.
"Harmon is back!"
Many members of the Rockfall Tribe were shocked. Harmon had a lot of prestige in the tribe, and his bravery had been recognized by the members of the tribe.
A hint of panic flashed through Geto's eyes. He had been beaten up by Harmon since he was young, and it had left a deep shadow in his heart. However, he immediately thought of Riel beside him and regained his confidence. He gritted his teeth and glared at Harmon.
"It's useless even if you're back. If you dare to compete with me today, you're dead meat!"
Hearing the cheers from the stands, Riel knew that Harmon was a strong competitor. He snorted coldly and gathered all the energy in his body, raising his Calamity Grade aura to the maximum. He released the pressure of a Life Rating and fiercely pressed down on Harmon's group. He wanted to use the same method to intimidate this group and make them retreat.
Right at this time, a voice sounded.
"Yo, little bro, you're a little arrogant."
A few people suddenly walked out from behind Harmon. Han Xiao walked at the front and looked at Riel with a funny expression. It was as though he was looking at a peacock spreading its tail. The Black Star Guards, which had expanded to nine people, followed behind him.
Hella raised her brows and took a step forward. She released her aura and swept across the entire field, pushing back Riel's aura.
The other party also had a Calamity Grade?
Riel's chest tightened, and he was shocked. He rubbed his eyes and clearly saw the appearance of Han Xiao's group. He was stunned for a second before suddenly turning pale with fright. He was so frightened that he took a few steps back and bumped into Geto.
"Black Star … Black Star?"
He lost his composure and cried out. Everyone's eyes focused on Han Xiao's group, and their expressions changed.
The stands were in an uproar. Everyone was stunned, and their faces were filled with disbelief.
This is … Black Star?
Beyond Grade A?
Harmon actually managed to invite a Beyond Grade A Super over?
Faleta was dumbfounded.
Ding ding dang dang!
At this moment, all the candidates threw away the weapons in their hands.
Even Geto obediently gave up, feeling extremely sullen.
He had originally thought that with a Calamity Grade Super as his backing, he would definitely be able to obtain the position of Tribal Chief. Who would have thought that Harmon would suddenly appear and bring a Beyond Grade A over?
Who would be able to withstand this?
Mo Ge softly said, "If only His Excellency Tyrant could come and help me …"
"Are you dreaming?" The Bloodshed Land officer stared at him as though he was looking at an idiot. "What kind of status does the Tyrant have? Would he even bother with you? "
Mo Ge pointed at Han Xiao, and the Bloodshed Land officer was speechless.
Seeing this, the spectators of the various tribes became restless. This was the only time in the history of the Luhan Beastmen that all the candidates for Tribal Chief had given up. It was also the first time that a Beyond Grade A had become the Tribal Chief's War Alliance!
"Hmm?" Harmon had a baffled look on his face as he scratched his head with his battle axe. Confused, he asked, "Why aren't they fighting anymore? That's it?"
Hearing this, the others gritted their teeth and only wanted to kick him to death.
Even a Beyond Grade A was here. With such a huge difference in strength, what was there to fight? Are you trying to send us to our deaths?
"That's it?" The mission completion notification popped up on the interface, and the players who had followed over were taken aback.
They did not do anything but watch the cutscene for a while, and the mission was completed?
We thought that there would be a tough battle!
Seeing everyone staring at him, Han Xiao helplessly shook his head. With his current position, many low-level missions could be completed by just showing his face.
Helping Harmon obtain the position of Tribal Chief was really something that happened along the way.
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