Chapter 1964: Chapter 1326: Makulag (Cat Plopped on the Bed Like a Cat Pancake)
Unlike the harried escape under pursuit by the Black Fleet in history, this ti Duanmu Huai’s journey to Makulag was very calm, as if he were sitting in a guest room leisurely sipping hot tea.
Makulag, Makulag… Hmm, it truly has been a while.
In Duanmu Huai’s mory, the last visit to Makulag was before the Great Rebellion. Hmm… I wonder how Kiriman has been since then.
But seeing him being hacked into a stasis field, it’s probably not that great.
Duanmu Huai was aware of this matter too. During the Great Rebellion, Kiriman had a duel with Fulgrim and was nearly killed, but luckily he was saved just in ti, while he still had one breath (literally one breath) left, he was put directly into a stasis field.
Since then, Kiriman’s ti has been completely stagnant, as they haven’t found a way to cure him, so everyone could only watch — to be honest, after ten thousand years, Duanmu Huai feels that probably even the current Limit Warriors think their Genetic Prototypes are long dead.
Who knows.
Soon, without much delay, the party arrived at Makulag. Here, the figure of the Black Fleet could also be seen, but unlike the ostentatious display in Cadia, the Black Fleet here was at a standstill with Makulag’s Defense Fleet, once again proving… logistics are everything.
Rather than always thinking of decapitation, pig-charge, tactics…
So look at the Five Hundred Worlds, then look at the Imperial, it’s a stark contrast.
If The Emperor had half of Kiriman’s managent, things wouldn’t be in such a ss now.
After routinely giving The Emperor the middle finger in Subspace as a token of goodwill, Duanmu Huai turned his attention back to the Makulag before him.
Ah, Makulag, the second ho in players’ hearts — hmm, in the ga, no one regards that barren Terra akin to Mars as Earth. For players, the picturesque Makulag focused on infrastructure suits their taste as the true second ho.
Terra? Heh, quite inferior to Makulag.
Being the most obedient warband among all the legions, communicating with the Limit Warriors was much more comfortable than with other warbands. Upon learning that the Great Sage Kor had business to attend to in Makulag, the Limit Warriors quickly agreed to their request. And as a return, the Great Sage left the remaining warships of the chanical Religion to assist the Defense Fleet in countering the Black Legion. Afterwards, the group took a shuttle to the Hera Fortress located in Makulag.
Subsequently, they t the current lord of Otrimas — Marleus Kalga.
“Hello, Great Sage.”
Adhering to the usual diplomat style of the Limit Warriors, Kalga was welcoming towards Kor, but — it was clearly not particularly welcoming.
“Welco to Makulag; at other tis, I might say this. But I’m sorry, as you can see, Makulag is currently in a state of war, and we hope to resolve issues quickly — so, may I ask what your purpose in coming here is?”
“Kalga, I have only one purpose in coming here.”
Stepping forward, the chanical eye of Kor flickered with a light of excitent.
“I have co to complete a mission, a promise — after a long wait of ten thousand years, I have finally fulfilled the task, and now only one last step is left.”
“Last step? What are you talking about?”
Facing Kalga’s inquiry, Kor was silent for a mont.
“I wish to et the Primordial.”
Kalga’s request surprised the nearby Limit Warriors, yet sitting on the throne, Kalga seed not particularly surprised by this; instead, he exchanged a glance with his Chief Think Tank, Valo Digris, then furrowed his brows, staring at Kor.
“Great Sage, I wish to ask, do you have any relation with the Spirit race?”
“Spirit race?”
Upon hearing Kalga’s inquiry, Kor was montarily stunned, while Duanmu Huai raised an eyebrow, keeping silent.
“No, I have nothing to do with the Spirit race… may I ask why you’re asking this?”
“Because just recently, two Spirit race aliens actively intruded into our encirclent and were captured by us. They actively requested to et with , claiming that soon soone would co here to awaken the sleeping Primordial. And they ca here to fulfill this mission.”
“Spirit race? Awaken Primordial?”
It’s undeniable, this ti Kor’s CPU seed about ready to burn out. He believed that his plan was perfectly confidential, logically speaking, no one should have known. Yet how did that Great Judge knew before, and now even the Spirit race knows about this?
Turns out he kept it secret for ten thousand years, but nothing was kept secret?
Kor instantly felt his mindset collapse.
What is up with this!
Compared to the Great Sage whose CPU was almost overloaded beside him, Duanmu Huai also slightly furrowed his brows, damn, these skinny monkeys really are lingering spirits, they actually ca to Makulag unsolicited!
“Bring them over.”
At this mont, Warband Leader Kalga also ordered the Limit Warriors to bring those two Spirits over, Duanmu Huai imdiately recognized the Spirit man and woman before him as the Divine Envoy of the Death God Army, Evelyn, and her loyal sycophant. Even surrounded by the Limit Warriors, these two aliens still maintained calm and pride, well… the Spirit race’s unique arrogance.
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