"Hey, the commander of the expeditionary force was beheaded, but Black Star gave up and continued to attack. It was clear that he wanted to cannibalize our army again and again. But the three kings refused to give up the competition in Glittering World. What's the use of continuing to invest in troops? Don't let it.

The participation of Transcendent A Grade is purely a matter of death, Black Star has proven that he has the ability to behead the commander at any time and at any time."

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

Just now, the news of the sacrifice of the commander of the expeditionary force came back. The three kings of Modo convened a high-level meeting. Out of anger, they quickly promoted a new commander within the expeditionary force and asked the military to send more troops.

support.

Many officials present at the time had no objections on the surface, but many people's inner opposition gradually increased. So after the conference, several powerful officials with objections met in private.

In the room, Maluco was the highest-ranking official. He was the number three figure in a mainstream political faction within Modo and had a strong voice. He slowly spoke:

"It won't work like this. With Black Star as an opponent, Modo has almost no chance in Glittering World. Giving up as soon as possible is the rational choice. If you continue to delay, it will only make Modo more and more pressure, and he will be overwhelmed in the end.

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"That's right, the country is not stable these days... Multiple unofficial organizations of the three major civilizations have launched so-called peace movements in multiple colonial stars, using armed parades, organized strikes, etc. to incite social anti-war sentiments.

Forcing us to withdraw troops, many industries have been deeply affected. There are also people with ulterior motives who are spreading racial separatist ideas, criticizing the system, and promoting hatred. They can actually reverse our years of education on ethnic harmony and successfully instill discriminatory ideas in some people. In time, they will definitely

It will spawn new resistance forces...even some important figures from all walks of life have been assassinated by mysterious forces, causing internal and external troubles."

Someone sighed and murmured.

Maluco shook his head, "Modo invested countless costs in the strategic layout of Shining World decades ago. It makes sense that the three kings are not willing to give up immediately. It's just that the situation has changed now, and the strategy needs to be adjusted.

It is our first choice. Since we cannot deal with the Black Star problem, continuing to invest resources in Glittering World is a meaningless waste. We should make up our mind to stop the loss."

"Yes, the idea of ​​Your Excellency the Three Kings is to hold on. If the Transcendent Star Cluster Alliance succeeds, we can also have a sip of soup. But if we want to hold on until the day when the Transcendent Star Cluster Alliance makes a turn for the better... the hope is too slim. Black Star is impossible.

Just sit back and watch this scene happen, don't look at him holding us back now, if we don't keep sending reinforcements to feed him, he will definitely launch a general attack and drive us out." Another person said.

Maluco took a sip of dark amber liquor and lowered his voice:

"Actually, from the beginning, I didn't think that the Transcendent Star Cluster Alliance could complete the Glittering World Strategy. It would probably fail. It was just a matter of fighting with other Transcendent Star Cluster civilizations. In this case, Modo should get out as soon as possible and get rid of the three major civilizations and Black Star

It would be wiser to restore the national strength as soon as possible despite the heavy pressure of the legion."

"That's right, that's right."

Several people in the room agreed deeply.

Maluco 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, several people were surprised. They were just complaining here, but they didn't expect that Maluko actually had the intention to take action.

But then I thought about it, and this might be a solution.

Modo is a civilized political power formed by the union of three civilizations. The three supreme leaders of Modo represent one ethnic group, but their thoughts and political opinions are cross-racial, so Modo's political environment is very complicated, and there are also many factions.

Due to the particularity of the political system, Modo naturally has to implement power checks and balances. The three kings cannot do whatever they want. They also have institutions such as the House of Representatives and Congress to restrict their power. If the development route during the term is not in the interests of the majority of people,

Or if an individual encounters a scandal, he or she can be removed from office through impeachment and a new leader can be replaced.

It's just that this kind of situation rarely happened in the history of Modo. As long as the three kings of Modo did not make people angry, they could survive their term safely.

"If the three kings insist on going their own way, Modo will be gradually hollowed out and its future will be bleak. If they really go all the way, they will have no choice but to be impeached and step down."

Maluko said in a deep voice.

Everyone looked at each other, some were firm and some were hesitant. They all lowered their voices and discussed the operation methods in a low voice.

At this moment, the war opposition within Modo gradually reared its head and began to plan how to backstab the three kings. The root cause was that it was the strength of Black Star that made some Modo senior officials feel desperate and could not see the possibility of a comeback.

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Within the Modo civilization, a silver-white stealth high-speed spacecraft hovered in a nebula, sailing slowly, with no markings on the outer armor.

In the cabin, Lotaire and several cadres of the Assassin Assistance Association sat around a virtual screen, browsing the information on the screen. There were densely packed portraits on it, all of which were influential figures from all walks of life in Modo civilized society. Some of them

A red cross has been painted on the person's head, indicating a successful assassination.

"Modo has become a mess inside. Some big figures in the industry have been assassinated, which has caused the local management system of a few colonial stars to be almost paralyzed. Our work has achieved remarkable results." A cadre said coldly.

"Um."

Rotel kept staring at the screen, seemingly looking for his next prey.

The Assassin's Association has been working in Modo for several months, causing quite a bit of chaos. They are hunted down and wanted by officials, and they continue to commit crimes while hiding in Tibet.

"The actions these days have been too radical, and we have lost a lot of people. It's time to stay quiet for a while," a cadre advised.

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

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and tapped one of the avatars on the screen.

The cadres present looked at their fingers, their expressions frozen on their faces, and their eyes gradually showed a look of extreme horror and disbelief.

The person chosen by Lotaire is surprisingly one of the Three Kings of Modo!

"You want to assassinate the supreme leader of a super star cluster civilization?" A cadre widened his eyes and said in horror: "Are you crazy?!"

"They have three leaders. If one is missing, it doesn't matter." Lothair said calmly, "I will do it myself."

"Do you know the nature of this behavior? If we succeed, the Modo civilization will definitely fight us to death. And there is no possibility of success at all. The three Modo kings are heavily guarded and have no chance to get close, and they will not leave their motherland.

It's impossible to assassinate Xing." Someone said in an urgent tone.

Lotaire gave a rare explanation: "First, Modo has always fought with us to death. Second, the three kings of Modo have many guards around them, but there are no official Transcendent A Grade personal guards. At most, they are only natural disaster level, no more than

The limit of my abilities. Third, the Modo home planet does not have the nether energy restriction rings of the three major civilization home stars, so sneaking in is completely feasible."

Assassinating the three kings of Modo seemed to be an impossible task at first glance, but after careful analysis in his mind, he found that there was actually no chance at all. After all, although the three kings were leaders, they were not possessors of personal power, especially themselves.

With the [God Assassin] in hand, even if the three kings have magic defense runes granted by Transcendent A Grade, this weapon can penetrate them. The main problem is that no matter whether the assassination succeeds or fails, it will be difficult to escape unscathed.

Everyone was astonished, as if they were meeting Lothair for the first time. Even though they were all assassins who had assassinated some big figures, in their eyes, this was still a bold plan.

"You say it's easy, but in practice, it's just a matter of death!"

"Everything is possible. Sometimes, you just need a little luck." Rotel narrowed his eyes. The people present didn't know what he was thinking, and he had no intention of explaining.

Due to the operation of Rosalind and the three major civilizations, the racial differences within Modo are gradually rising. At this time, if the three kings of one of the ethnic groups can be assassinated, they can find a way to shift the responsibility to the radicals of the other two ethnic groups.

, may intensify conflicts and cause this trend of thought to explode rapidly, and the results are not difficult to imagine.

The technique is a little underhanded, but as a spy-like killer, Rotel doesn't care whether the method is ethical or not, he only cares about whether it is effective and whether he can accomplish the goal. It can be said that the means justify the means.

He has been in business for decades, and is no longer a simple assassin. He is gradually learning to analyze the overall situation. Although Black Star did not give clear instructions on what to do, Lotaire knows Black Star's goals very well, and he is happy to use more flexible methods.

This method can cause greater damage to Modo and is more powerful than a simple assassination.

Of course, assassinating the supreme leader of Modo and blaming it on racial hatred is just an idea. It is extremely difficult and cannot be completed by the Assassin Association alone.

However, the power of the three major civilizations in Modo is a natural boost. Lothair intends to create a fuse so that they can use it as an excuse, just as the ideological trend they instigated gave him the idea of ​​assassinating the three kings of Modo.

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Boom!

A red figure rolled and fell towards the deserted planet, like a meteor, smashing a crater on the surface.

Hela's mouth was bleeding and her body was embedded in the ground. She had just pulled herself out when Han Xiao suddenly appeared above her and whipped her abdomen hard with his powerful and heavy whip legs.

Bang!

The power of death that had just been condensed was kicked away, and the shock wave burst out with an explosion.

After being hit hard on the abdomen, Hela arched her body like a shrimp and shot out quickly. She was kicked dozens of kilometers and dragged out of a long ravine.

"Are you still beating me? I have beaten you for eleven hours. If I remember correctly, you have been close to death three times and been unconscious five times."

Han Xiao stood with his arms folded, his expression helpless.

"Hmph, do you want me to praise how fierce you are... Forget it, that's it for today, but don't forget, this is only the third sparring session." Hela wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, rubbed her stomach and stood up.

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Hearing this, Han Xiao couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

He was currently fulfilling the original agreement, which was to spar with Hela thirty times, and now there were twenty-seven times left. When he thought of this number, Han Xiao felt a little pain in his waist.

This is somewhere near the Black Star Palace. He has been back from the free competition zone for several days.

Modo did not send Transcendent A Grades to deal with this decapitation operation, and they would probably not take risks later. Moreover, Han Xiao had left enough mechanical troops and master clones, so he did not stay on the front line and turned around to use the Emperor to return directly.

Arrive at base camp.

Han Xiao originally wanted to concentrate on studying the skills of criminals and immortal weapons at home, but Hela was dissatisfied and insisted on dragging him to study.

Because there was an agreement, he couldn't default on the bill, so he had to play with Hela for a few days. Although Hela was a sandbag that was very durable and felt good, Han Xiao couldn't stand it after being beaten for a long time.

After obtaining the exclusive [Virtual Technology Innovation·Manison], the research on the technology of criminals and immortal weaponry went smoothly, but there were still many key technical points to be overcome before they were completely cracked, which took time, so Han Xiao did not

Use awakening points to promote research progress, and you should be able to deduce blueprints just by relying on your various skills and expertise.

At this time, Hela flew back from a distance and asked: "What do you think of my progress?"

"It's okay." Han Xiao said casually.

"Tsk, your tone is so perfunctory. You are very patient when accompanying the teacher, but you are so casual with me. Why don't you want to accompany me?" Hela raised her eyebrows.

"What do you think?" Han Xiao glared.
To be continued...