Chapter 1297
My Empire Chapter 1297
2020-12-30
Chapter 1297 1299 Unexpected"Om... squeak..." Hover as the track changes With the aid of the computer, the main gun turret on the destroyer in the distant orbit of Hope No. 2 slightly adjusted its shooting angle.
In the next second, another round of shelling began, and dozens of electromagnetic cannons fired powerful shells again. These cannonballs are pretty much the smaller Heavenly God Staff, which is far more powerful than the Heavenly God Sword.
What's even more terrifying is that when these railguns fired, the distant targets who were attacked didn't even know what was going on.
The Alanhill Empire has begun to fight back, and its enemies don't yet know this fact! That's the power of the Alanhill Empire, and that's the power that Chris has in his hands!
On the bridge of the Eternal battleship, Chris sat on his throne and watched the officers in front of him keep busy.
An officer reports to the Eternal's captain's remarks: "Your Excellency! The railgun shelling is ready! Ready to attack!"
"Attack now!" The captain standing beside Chris immediately commanded: "Use artillery fire to cover the target area!"
"Yes! Sir!" The officer stood at attention and saluted, then glanced at Chris who was distracted, turned and walked away Back to the weapon control position.
At this moment, Chris is looking at some news from the front line, which makes people have one's hair stand on end in detail.
He saw the extremely clear white clothed Swordsman captured by the camera, he also saw the Flying Sword, and heard the nostalgic Chinese language.
However, he won't just accept his head and bow to recognize ancestors and return to the fold just because the Sword God Sect speaks Chinese or wears Hanfu in this mess.
The current Chris, but the emperor of the Alanhill interstellar empire, is a high-ranking person who has long been raised by others.
He doesn't think about the political system, what he wants to do is the biggest dictator in this world. He also does not go back to willingly acknowledge allegiance at whose feet, because he now wants to be the highest being.
So, no matter what, Chris is unlikely to sit back and watch the Sword God Sect tyrannically abuse power on his head, as if he were impossible to tolerate a Gale or some Fire Empire independent of the Alanhill Empire.
"Your Majesty...attacking the gods...will there be any problem?" the Eternal's captain asked Chris in a somewhat restless whisper after giving the order to attack.
At this time, Chris finally came back to his senses, looked towards the captain of the Eternal, and said, "The one who speaks the divine language may not necessarily be the god itself! We also speak the divine language! We Is he also a god?"
His words are obviously very convincing, there are too many people who yearn for the glory of God, if every person who speaks God's language is a god, then this god is not too much So good.
"Perhaps, this is the real arrangement of God!" Chris said: "Two civilizations chosen by God, civilizations that are also bathed in the culture of God... Who is this world? Heir!"
As he said, he stood up, raised his hands flat, spread his arms, and shouted loudly on the bridge: "Only the victorious side is this The Sovereign of the world! It is the Sovereign of this new world! The Sovereign that controls trillions of planets!"
"Long live the emperor! Long live Alanhill!" In Cambridge, all the officers stood at attention, saluting At the same time, he shouted slogans loudly.
Accompanied by their slogans, the ballistic missiles carrying conventional warheads on the ground began to stand up, and one after another huge missiles, supported by hydraulic rods, slowly closed their round fairings. , pointing to the sky.
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In front of the Transmission Gate created by the Sword God Sect, or in front of the magical eye of the Sword God Sect, countless Swordsman have assembled .
Hundreds of people were flying in the air, and white haired old men were also standing in line. Under their feet were tens of thousands of common disciples of Sword God Sect who were not yet able to fly.
Each of these Disciples are powerhouses, and they are the powerhouses of the cultivation base to the Second Realm. They form the Sword God Sect army. It is easy to destroy a country, and it is not difficult to destroy a world.
It was a vast expanse of white, and there were clothes whiter than snow everywhere. Unlike the black of the Alanhill Empire, the Sword God Sect is beautiful in white, and looks full of Immortal Qi.
They are gearing up one by one, and many people are shouting to avenge the same sect and exorcise the evil spirits. For a time, many experts with immortal sleeves fluttering in the wind walked out of the Transmission Gate one after another.
The white clothed old man looked at his discipline of grand disciples with strong soldiers and a conceited look on his face. He has spent most of his life cultivating experts for the Sword God Sect. Now that he can lead his life as a pioneer to the new Heavenly Paradise, it is natural to return triumphantly.
He stroked his gray beard with his hand, and was about to give the order to attack the whole army, when he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing over his head, for some unknown reason...
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When he lifts the head, he happens to see dozens of black spots piercing the atmosphere and diving. The speed of that thing is fast as lightning, which is not inferior to Flying Sword.
What's even more exaggerated is that these black spots don't look big, but the old man's eyesight is also very extraordinary, and he can measure the actual size of this thing at once.
They are better at Sword God Sect than Swordsman, whether it is fighting or cultivation, they are all based on Swordsman. So this white haired old man is naturally very clear about how difficult it is to make something fast as lightning.
Cultivation reaches his level, although he can easily make his Flying Sword reach a similar speed, but he can't do it anyway, let a tree trunk fly out of the Flying Sword's speed!
He also didn't expect to remind himself of the discipline of grand disciples under his feet, and one of the black dots fell instantly in front of his eyes at several hundred meters.
Immediately after, the shell hit a white clothed Swordsman, and it only took 1 in 1 million seconds to smash the white clothed Swordsman into the ground.
After the next 1 in 1 million seconds, the ground here appeared ripples like the water surface due to this impact, spreading rapidly in circles.
In the next 1 in 1 million seconds, the shock wave swept the crowd, and the air waves and the rolling dust engulfed the white crowd...
In an instant, there was another Several black spots hit the far or near places, and at this time, the huge, mountain-like explosion formed by the first impact had just begun to churn.
The white clothed old man flying in the sky, the complexity greatly changed, before he could stabilize his body, he was engulfed in this powerful explosion.
(end of this chapter)