Chapter 1,467 The Arrow Is on the String

Xingchen already knew the news of our arrival. As soon as I exited the portal, I saw him leading a group of acquaintances waiting in the square of the Brilliant Divine Court. Nowadays, there are frequent exchanges between the Empire and the God Realm. Visiting the two sides is basically as convenient as going upstairs or downstairs. In addition, Xingchen and I are both casual and avoid trouble. Naturally, there is no need for any red tape such as an honor guard at the scene. Things, in addition to the protoss soldiers standing guard in the square, the response personnel are several supreme gods and senior staff officers around Father God, and Uncle Kuvain is among them.

I went up to say hello to a group of old friends, and before the Dragon God was about to speak, I decisively turned around and took Father God’s hand and shook it vigorously: “Long time no see, long time no see—the experts sent before came in handy, right? "

Father God smiled cheerfully: "Thanks to them, Guan Da use it. There are indeed few people in the God Realm who have experience in fighting against fallen apostles."

At this time, a palm-sized bean sprouted out of Father God's collar, waving to this side very enthusiastically: "Ah, are you here?"

I just smiled and planned to say hello to the Supreme Life Goddess, when I heard a small voice coming from my chest: "Hello, Sister Goddess! Dingdang is back to play!"

——It turned out that they were greeting each other. My father and I were both carrying a three-inch penis with us. The latter suddenly appeared to say hello, which was too loud and distracting.

I chuckled slightly awkwardly. Bingtis had already gone over to say hello to her father. Uncle Kuvain chatted with his daughter about household matters and couldn't wait to come over: "Where is my granddaughter?"

Bingtis jumped up with anger behind Kuvain: "Dad, can you have a formal appearance!? How many times have I told you that little girl was not born to me! Your daughter is not married yet, okay! And even if It's impossible for your daughter to give birth to a doll even if she gets married! Do you have a granddaughter?"

It's really uncommon for Bingtis to go crazy. It can be seen that his relatives are indeed the only characters who are completely helpless to this female gangster. Uncle Kuvain was not moved by Bingtis's yelling at all, and kept talking. Nahehe Zhile said: "I know, isn't this to give myself some psychological comfort, and I really like that little girl. Can you accept her as your daughter?"

Bingtis rolled her eyes: "She lacks everything, especially her mother."

Uncle Kuvain's passionate eyes made the little doll feel uncomfortable all over. The latter persisted on my shoulder for only a few seconds and then slid off. Then I used me as a base and began to dodge around to avoid that "weird old man" (although he didn't look old). I never thought that this little guy could be so flexible. She moved around my upper body like a little girl. Like a monkey, I caught this clever little guy before I was knocked unconscious. Then I saw Uncle Kuvain in front of me with a face that was still ready to tease his grandson. I couldn't laugh or cry at once: "Uncle, you kidnap me." The lamp is frightening, okay? The only psychological pressure on her coming to the God Realm now is you."

Father Bing was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the people around him, except for the two three-inch boys, looking at him helplessly. Even Father God looked a bit dumbfounded, so he could only mutter to one side and swayed away: "It's really not easy to give birth to a daughter... Forget it, I'll make another one with the child's mother that will be easier..."

Everyone: "..."

Bingtis covered his face and ran away, apparently trying to pretend that he didn't know who the uncle was. I reached out from my pocket and took out the small gift for Father God: I will tell you what the specific gift is. Don’t go into details, anyway, Father God can only take one bite. Then the group came to the Temple of the Father. We came here to do business. After sitting down in the living room, we went straight to the topic. Father God placed a scroll-like thing that emitted a shimmering light on the table. After the scroll was unfolded, a holographic image appeared in mid-air. .

Those images are none other than the wreckage of the Fallen Apostle warship that was destroyed by the Protoss in the previous invasion war. They have been roughly classified and their appearance has been carefully scanned. The images released by the scroll are constantly changing, and Father God is explaining the current situation: "These spacecraft are a small part, and I won't say the specific levels. Anyway, you are more familiar with me. According to the analysis of the experts you sent , the scale of this invasion should be a reorganized army, and only a little more. They moved quickly, with clear goals, hit and run. Our garrison only had time to protect the Kingdom of God, and they had already blown up the surrounding star systems. , and then snatched the heart of the world in chaos."

I already knew most of these situations, but I didn't expect that the scale of the Fallen Apostles' invasion would reach the level of a legion. Such a large force could actually carry out blitzkrieg-like plunder. Then they retreated safely when the protoss army came to cover them up. It seemed that the leader should be another powerful enemy: I just didn't know which one it would be. It seems that even Harlan has no clue about this.

At this time, the door to the living room was pushed open, and two people wearing the uniforms of Imperial Army commanders walked in. I knew both of these people, one was Vincent Carlo and the other was Carter Carlo. The two of them arrived here a few days ago along with the thirty military experts who came to the God Realm to assist in the investigation. When it comes to experts in fighting against fallen apostles, there are indeed few who can compare with these two brothers. After all, they have been soldiers in the fallen apostles camp for tens of thousands of years.

"Okay, now the military experts are here too," I waved to Brother Carlo, "Stop being so arrogant and let's get down to business. Have you discovered anything during your few days here?"

The two brothers were reporting the situation next to me. Carter Carlo opened the data terminal and displayed another set of holographic images: "Your Majesty, this is the logo we found on those spacecraft."

I took a look at it, but of course I didn’t recognize it. I was just a little curious: “With the logo, why don’t you know where the other party comes from?”

Vincent Carlo looked serious: "Here's the problem: these logos do not belong to any legion."

"Doesn't belong to any legion?" I heard the profound meaning in Vincent's words, "You mean...that group of invading troops are not from the fallen apostle camp?"

"The spaceship has traces of being infected by the abyss. It obviously came from a contaminated area, but the emblem on the spacecraft is very abnormal. We have been in the Fallen Apostles camp for many years and are familiar with the marks of every legion there. However, this mark is very unfamiliar to us... I don’t remember any legion among the fallen apostles bearing this mark.”

I looked at the picture on the holographic projection, and a strange mark slowly rotated on the image. This mark is blood red, the most common color used by the Fallen Apostles, and it looks like two crossed fists. There is a continuous circle of cross patterns around the logo, which looks nothing special from the outside. However, the Carlo brothers, who were once fallen apostles, said that they had never seen this legion logo in their "old club". This situation is a bit intriguing. .

"Is it possible that you have been away from the group for too long, and the Fallen Apostles have formed a new force?" I looked at Carter Carlo, "Aren't they quite busy with intrigues and intrigues all day long? And there are even annexations by forces."

"Even if forces annex each other, the new warlords who emerge will not have to replace all their military emblems," Carter Carlo shook his head. "There are indeed cases of warlord annexation within the Fallen Apostles, and sometimes several weaker forces merge into a new legion. But usually, no matter how the forces change, they will continue to use their own military emblems. Under normal circumstances, these military emblems are It cannot be replaced casually: this is of great significance to soldiers. Of course, it is also possible that a new force has emerged among the fallen apostles. A lower-level apostle was suddenly promoted and formed his own legion... but this possibility is even lower. Promotion is not that easy, we haven't left 'over there' for a long time, and I don't think there are any potential warlords who can develop in the past few years."

"By the way, you really didn't notice any signs before this invasion?" I looked up at Father God.

"This was the garrison stationed in that world at that time," Father God raised his finger and pointed at a strange protoss sitting opposite me. She was a heroic-looking blond woman, wearing women's gorgeous armor, although the style was different. But the details of the armor seemed to belong to the same military class as Ilson's golden outfit. "God of War Gillea? Glare Left Wing, you can ask her for details."

"Oh, Gillea? Glare..." I nodded, and just as I was about to speak, I was suddenly startled, "Dazzle Left Wing? Then do you know a man named Ilson? Ilson? Glare Left Wing, from the Dingdang Team."

The blonde goddess of war across the table had a serious face and looked like a hard-working person who never smiled, but she still smiled when she heard Ilson's name. He bowed slightly and replied meticulously: "Yes. Your Majesty, the Emperor of Xiling, Ilson is my fourth uncle."

Me: "...this sister. We are not joking."

The expression of the female war goddess did not change at all, she was serious as if she was announcing a national event: "I'm not kidding, Yi Ersen is indeed my fourth uncle, ranked according to seniority."

I blinked and turned to look at Bingtis: "Apart from your direct blood relatives, don't you and others not care about seniority?"

"Most people don't pay attention to this, but it's not against the law for those who are serious about ranking seniority, right?" Bingtis was lying on the table and biting the ears of the little puppet. At this time, he waved his hands carelessly, "I still know each other. A guy with late-stage obsessive-compulsive disorder spent hundreds of years arranging the family tree of everyone he knew and his own family. There are all kinds of jingles in the forest, and you can't do anything about it."

Me: "..." Okay, let's not discuss this issue.

Gillia was still waiting across the table with a straight face, as if our discussion had nothing to do with her. Seeing that Bingtis and I had finished the conversation, she nodded and continued to report: "The world I am stationed in is located on the border. A relatively calm area, far away from the pollution areas of the Abyss Empire in terms of information offset, and there are no other large abyss pollution sources around, so only the necessary garrison is maintained on weekdays. Before the invasion, we also conducted a regular patrol to confirm There’s nothing unusual within the confines of a single jump.”

"What does it look like to have the heart of the world taken away?" I asked immediately.

"The carrier is a mountain range, located on a planet near the Kingdom of God. After the war, we found that the planet carrying the Heart of the World was torn into pieces. The fragment containing the carrier was the only missing piece, so we judged The enemy’s goal from the beginning was the heart of the world.”

The "Heart of the World" is actually an information entanglement point that contains all the information mapping of the universe. It itself has no entity, so it usually relies on an individual in the world in stages. During this stage, it may It could be a person, a stone, or even a fleeting flash of light in the universe. So I wasn’t surprised to hear that the heart of the world was a mountain range. I was just a little curious: “Don’t you usually think of the world as a mountain?” Is the heart of the world being kept, or is it artificially transferred to the world management system? Why is the heart of the world over there floating outside the Kingdom of God?"

Gillia replied calmly: "The world management system happened to be upgraded regularly in those days. Because the firmware did not support it, I bound the heart of the world to another place first. Fortunately, I was able to support it at that time. Reinforcements arrived: The invading army was attacking the Kingdom of God at first, but later they found out that the response of the Heart of the World was elsewhere before they split up and dispersed, which delayed them for some time."

I couldn't help but look at Father God: "What, why is there something wrong with your world management system no matter what model it is? I thought Dingdang was just using a weird version."

Father God raised his head and looked at the ceiling: "Actually... this was not a big deal before. The Heart of the World was of no use at all after it left this universe. No one had snatched it before the Fallen Apostles. Something!"

Next, I learned more details from the Carlo brothers and Gillia. The scale of the Fallen Apostle's invasion and the entire battle process were determined, but the most critical question: Whose army did this belong to, but still nothing was found. Now the God Realm has organized an army and is preparing to launch an attack on the Abyss Empire. The size of this army is still unknown. Anyway, one thing is certain: no matter how generous the Gods are, they are all generous. Father God also has a good-natured character. If you really piss them off, these Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas are definitely not easy to mess with!

In addition to asking about the fallen apostle's raid, I came to God Realm this time to ask about two other things, namely, the progress of the deep dive on the Gods' side, and the cracking status of the ancient artifacts sent before. After Brother Carlo and Gillia left the table, I mentioned the matter of the discontinuous zone. Father God seemed to attach great importance to this topic: "We have also observed the discontinuous zone, but you also know that in the God Realm, The deep-diving project has just started, so you may know less than you, but we have established many deep-diving ports. After testing several deep-diving ports at the same time, one thing was confirmed: observed under each abyss gate The discontinuous zones are all the same thing, and after precise calculations, it has been determined that the 'distance' of this discontinuous zone from each abyss gate is the same, which means that it does come from the bottom of the abyss and is heading towards all orders. The world is spreading at a constant speed.”

"The Fallen Apostles are also engaged in deep diving," I exchanged information with the other party, "and their progress seems to be faster than ours. They have already built a ship that can pass under the Gate of the Abyss before, and now they can't Knowing how far this technology has developed, you'd better be more careful. If they come out of the gate of the abyss to launch a surprise attack, it's really hard to prevent: those Sun Tzu's are best at scaring people."

Father God touched his nose and smiled: "Don't worry. We have been prepared for it. There are arrangements near all the abyss gates."

"That's good. Just don't be careless," I laughed, and then suddenly thought of something, "Also, should we consider a joint attack? When you attack the abyss, we can attack the fallen apostles from another front. Pressure, most of their territory is distributed according to the old empire's territory, plus I have an Abyss independent group there, the intelligence source is relatively reliable, we know which line of the opponent is the most vulnerable, the effect of the joint attack should be very big."

"The Gods are planning this," said Soiret, who was sitting next to Father God. He is known as the first steward in the God Realm... the first assistant to God Father. This handsome old man who doesn't smile only speaks for himself when he needs to. Only then did he speak. It seemed that he was the person in charge of this offensive operation. "Actually, if you don't come, we will send an ambassador over in two days to discuss the joint attack. What I mean is that the Gods attack first. I hope you can stay put for the time being. Let the fallen apostles think that we are not taking joint action this time, and wait until most of their attention is drawn to the protoss front before you act. Since there is going to be a big operation, it is best to cripple the opponent at once and do everything possible. It may amplify the results of the battle. Of course, if possible, it is best to take this opportunity to completely eliminate this threat. The day of the expedition is coming, and it is really uneasy to have such a big hidden danger in the abyss area at the doorstep."

I looked at this handsome old guy with an indifferent expression, and thought to myself that the angry rabbit can bite people, and the fallen apostle has really stirred up a hornet's nest.

However, Soiret's plan to eliminate all the fallen apostles in one fell swoop is still impossible in my opinion. The so-called centipede is dead but not stiff, and a stupid person is better than a jingle. This metaphor is not suitable mainly for rhyme. . In short, the fallen apostles are huge creatures anyway, and they have the ability to travel across the world. They are the kind of enemies that you can disperse but are difficult to kill completely. Even if the gods and the new empire unite to launch a big operation, they should be able to It can only be hit hard. What's more, the Gods' expedition is imminent, and some soldiers have even set off in advance. The remaining soldiers must try their best to avoid being involved in the bottomless pit of "war against the abyss." The military power they can mobilize is still limited.

But Soiret is still right in one sentence: do everything possible to expand the results of the victory.

After all, there is probably only one chance for the Protoss and the New Empire to jointly attack the Abyss. Next time, either the Fallen Apostles will already have strong barriers, or the Protoss will have already started an expedition, and the timing will not be right.

At this time, Lilina, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly started talking next to her: "By the way, why didn't anyone think of the joint attack a few years ago?"

When Lilina said this, everyone was immediately confused. I thought about it for a long time before I finally thought about it, and slapped this girl on the head: "Nonsense! The combined wealth of the New Empire a few years ago was not enough for one person. Where’s the patrol!”

The empire has developed rapidly in the past few years. I almost forgot about the stretched national power at the beginning. And having said that, I actually feel that it is a bit premature to attack the abyss area now. If the fallen apostles hadn’t suddenly committed suicide and attacked the Gods, the situation would have been changed. The situation has reached the boiling point, and I really want to wait for another two years.

There is no other way now - the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. Let's verify whether the capital accumulated by the new empire over the years is enough to carry out a vigorous battle! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.)