On The Empire's giant cruise-style Spaceship, Loyd had just sent off the Political Leaders of the various civilizations. He had nothing going on temporarily and no urgent missions, so he could go anywhere at any ti.
However, just as he returned to his room, he received an ergency notification.
This was classified intelligence that only the High Echelon of The Empire could receive—
Your Highness Lyman is missing, conduct a full-territory search for suspicious targets.
This caused his originally relaxed and pleasant expression to suddenly freeze on his face, and he subconsciously clenched his fists: "He... actually dared to make a move."
Subsequently, a helpless expression appeared on his face. The situation was going to be troubleso now.
He needed to act as the bridge of communication between Li Yu and The Empire, and this was not a good job.
.........
At the sa ti, in a relatively remote Star Sector of the Star Glory Empire, The Forerunners' fleet was ambushed here, quietly waiting for Lyman's arrival.
"The Lord, could there have been an accident? According to predictions, Lyman's escort fleet should have arrived here ten minutes ago."
The intelligent projection popped up, and a subordinate reported. They didn't know that Lyman had already been intercepted by soone else in advance.
By utilizing the Dinsional Ship, Li Yu could basically co and go freely as long as he didn't fall into an ambush.
But they couldn't. In order to avoid greater risks, they could only choose an ambush area on a route relatively further back.
The Second Forerunner stood in front of the porthole, gazing at the Withered Starry Sky. His body surface emanated Luminescence, and he didn't belong to any known race in the Universe.
His reaction was very calm: "It's impossible for the news to leak, he might have encountered an accident. Wait another half an hour, if he doesn't appear, we evacuate."
Any plan would have flaws and accidents. People might encounter other things on the way and get delayed, or directly change course.
These were all things that could possibly happen. Even if it wasn't successful this ti, it was nothing more than continuing to plot the next plan.
"Yes..." The subordinate was infected by the Boss's calmness, and his state of mind gradually beca peaceful.
Not long after, the subordinate's projection appeared again, with a hint of excitent on his face, saying: "The Lord, an Imperial Fleet has been discovered!"
The light on the surface of the Second Forerunner's body seed to condense slightly for a mont, and he said: "According to the established plan, prepare..."
Before he could finish his words, the subordinate's originally excited expression suddenly turned into terror, shouting: "The Lord, sothing's wrong... this is not Lyman's guard fleet, this is the Golden Lion Legion of the Loren Family!"
"What?" The Second Forerunner's figure suddenly vanished from his spot. When he appeared again, he was already in the Withered Starry Sky.
Various bizarre and motley scenes erged in his pupils, and he saw the fleet that should only be discoverable by Radar.
"Golden Lion Legion, why would they appear here? Was the ambush plan leaked?" The Second Forerunner was puzzled inwardly.
The next mont, the Void fluctuated, and a large number of warships appeared outside their ambush ring. It was obvious they had already discovered their ambush and didn't enter the ambush ring.
"Second Forerunner — Angel."
In the Main Ship, Loren stroked a mirror covered in cracks. On it was a blurry human figure, exactly the Second Forerunner.
The original Golden Lion Legion was directly squeezed to explosion single-handedly by the "God of the Force" in No Man's Land.
The current Golden Lion Legion was rely rebuilt on the original foundation, and its combat capability was far from reaching its previous scale.
But this was harmless, because this ti he was personally taking charge.
Following The Emperor's orders, he began searching the route of Lyman's return to see if he could find any clues.
He didn't expect to actually find sothing.
"It's just, since you guys have already succeeded, why haven't you evacuated yet? Who else are you trying to ambush? ..." Loren was a Sly Dog, and subconsciously engaged in Nesting Doll Thinking.
According to conventional reasoning, after succeeding, The Forerunners should be thinking about how to evacuate.
But this group of people didn't do so and were still ambushing here. It was obvious they knew the Star Glory Empire would definitely have a huge reaction and wanted to see if they could fish out another big catch.
Loren was extrely cautious. Thinking of this, he frowned slightly and didn't launch an attack directly, but let the fleet begin to arrange their formation.
The Second Forerunner didn't know what had happened, but he knew that today's ambush plan had probably failed. The most urgent task now should be to quickly evacuate from here.
"Your Excellency Angel, I didn't expect you Forerunners to be so audacious. Capturing Your Highness Lyman wasn't enough, you still want to target the High Echelon of The Empire."
A ntal Fluctuation arrived, plunging the Second Forerunner into confusion.
What the heck?
Captured Lyman?
When was Lyman captured?
Who captured Lyman?
Why don't I know?
But then he understood. It wasn't that the ambush plan was leaked, but soone had intercepted them and captured Lyman in advance.
This caused the Star Glory Empire to be furious, and now they were obviously searching for the whereabouts of the ambushers.
He was just unlucky and caught by the other party.
"I'm very curious, what are you relying on?" Loren continued to ask.
He thinks we are insatiably greedy and still want to target The Empire?
The Loren Family are all cautious guys. Before figuring out the situation, they probably won't attack with full force.
If I want to evacuate safely, I probably have to take advantage of this opportunity.
The Second Forerunner's thoughts spun, and he instantly reacted:
"Truly worthy of the Loren Family. I didn't expect the Star Glory Empire to send you to personally search. I thought it would be a lower-level High Echelon."
"What my reliance is, you will know very soon!"
Resplendent light suddenly erupted from the Second Forerunner's body, and the Energy index on the detection radar soared.
Instantly, Loren raised his vigilance to the absolute maximum. He didn't dare to underestimate The Forerunners, nor did he want to fall into any dangerous situation himself.
However, the next mont, the aggressive-looking Second Forerunner didn't launch an attack. Instead, he abruptly changed direction, attempting to tear through the Void and escape.
As for the other mber of The Forerunners, he completely ignored them.
"Hmm?" Loren was sowhat dumbfounded, but quickly reacted. He had probably guessed wrong sowhere.
The other party had no reliance at all, and didn't even predict his arrival.
"Want to leave? Not that simple!"
Loren stood up abruptly, and a deep whirlpool erged on the Mirror of Omniscience.
At the sa ti, various Elental Energy surged around the Second Forerunner, forming attack thods similar to "Magic".
Arcane Arrow, Fireball, Frost Breath, and so on, looking like attack thods only seen in certain interstellar gas.
The Energy contained within them, however, was not as simple as they appeared.
Hidden within the Fireball was a temperature even higher than a stellar core. The pale purple Arcane Arrow could erupt with Energy akin to a Supernova Explosion upon hitting the enemy.
They forcefully intercepted the Second Forerunner who was attempting to escape.
"Attack!" Loren issued the order with a cold expression, already guessing that he had overestimated the other party previously.
The fleet dispatched by The Forerunners wasn't large. It was primarily for ambush and didn't have the intention of a head-on battle.
Facing this overwhelming attack, they completely had no room for resistance and instantly suffered heavy casualties.
Subsequently, an unprecedentedly intense golden flash erupted from this area.
The Second Forerunner broke free from the Magic attacks, hovering in mid-air, surrounded by continuously rotating golden spheres.
They rapidly operated like a celestial model nested in layers and continuously rotating around a spherical center.
The golden light bursting from the array bypassed the Energy Shield, rushed into the already chaotic combat area outside, and then completely ignored the distortion of space on light transmission, dissipating straight into the distance.
The radiance that dissipated into the distance rapidly resonated with the entire Starry Sky.
Loren suddenly sensed a powerful Heterogeneous Energy spreading within this area.
The tempestuous attacks were suddenly congealed, the distorted space in the distance gradually cald down, and powerful radiance surged from all directions.
Fluttering down like scattered snowflakes, these holy lights rotated, gradually converging to form blurry human figures—
They had four golden wings on their backs. That combination of silver-white hair and golden pupils appeared divine and powerful.
Holding golden Sword of Light, one pair of wings on their back were fleshy wings, while the other pair were chanical constructs, refracting resplendent radiance.
"The ancient Angel race, vassals of the Titan!" Loren already knew the other party's origins.
In the Mysterious Luminous Council, many Divine Spirit had their own "Angel", but those were not the pure Angel race.
The pure Angel race was attached to the Titan, their most loyal subordinates. Wherever their blades pointed, they pressed forward with indomitable will.
All the Angel looked exactly the sa, making it almost impossible to tell real from fake. The Energy Reaction on their bodies was the sa, and even the attacks they launched possessed powerful destructive force.
They rampaged across the battlefield, almost indiscriminately attacking friend and foe. The two pairs of wings on their backs granted them extrely fast speed and powerful defense.
The golden Long Sword in their hands allowed them to cut open the defense of any warship, instantly causing imnse casualties to the Golden Lion Legion.
However, Loren's eyes were deadly locked onto a certain Angel.
Radar couldn't distinguish true from false, but the Mirror of Omniscience could.
"Feather's Radiance, Sword of Light, Titan Artifact tailored specifically for Angel..." Through the Mirror of Omniscience, Loren had Seen Through Completely the Second Forerunner.
"It seems it will be very hard to take you down without paying so price." He covered the Mirror of Omniscience with his palm, so ripples erged, and black flas rose within it.
The Second Forerunner was fighting fiercely in the battlefield. He didn't want to linger in battle, but the other party also didn't want him to leave easily, so he simply erupted his combat form directly.
It was just that, during the battle, he suddenly felt a fatal sense of threat. The Void in front of him emitted ripples.
A pitch-black Angel charged out, looking almost exactly like him, only the sole difference was that what wreathed him was golden holy light, while the other party was black flas.
"Fallen Angel, how is that possible!?" His expression changed drastically, and he suddenly reacted: "It's the Mirror of Omniscience, Loren ca personally!?"
Discovering this fact, he no longer had any thoughts of fighting. The bodies of the Angel projections fighting all over the battlefield suddenly erupted with a light that was hard to look at directly, like individual stars.
Boom!
Terrifying Energy Fluctuation swept across the entire battlefield. The warships continuously issued warnings. Loren's brows furrowed tightly, and the palm covering the Mirror of Omniscience was abruptly withdrawn as if stung.
Blood dripped onto the ground, but he seed oblivious, rely murmuring: "Self-Sacrifice, quite decisive, a pity..."
It wasn't that he had no way to keep the other party, but he didn't want to pay too great a price.
Because he vaguely perceived that Lyman was not in the other party's hands.
"The Forerunners..." Loren pondered everything that had just happened and could basically confirm this guess.
Their original plan should have been to ambush Lyman here, but they ended up waiting for him instead.
The Energy eruption quickly dissipated. Almost nothing was left in the central battlefield. The Forerunners' warships had already been destroyed in the Energy eruption just now.
"Clean up the battlefield, look for any useful clues..." He ordered.
............
The Star Glory Empire's search was conducted in secret, and most low-level Imperial Soldier didn't know what they were actually looking for.
It was just that there were no airtight walls in the world, or rather, even if there were, soone would deliberately poke a hole in them.
On the Interstellar Society, soone suddenly bizarrely discovered that the originally mighty trend of Public Opinion demanding accountability from Dragon Sovereign had suddenly stopped for so unknown reason.
It was as if the driving force behind it had suddenly disappeared.
Organizations with so intelligence channels vaguely sensed that sothing had happened in the dark.
Like ants sensing an impending downpour, they began to move frantically, and various fragntary clues pointed directly to the Star Glory Empire.
A large number of stations of Gray Organizations within the Star Glory Empire were all subjected to devastating strikes.
Moreover, the protective umbrellas they had heavily bribed beforehand gave no warning.
The Star Glory Empire had launched a Great Purge within its borders!
It was just that, no one knew exactly what had happened.
Under these circumstances, it was the most terrifying. No one knew when a Thunder Strike would fall upon them.
But this kind of anxiety-inducing situation didn't last too long.
From sowhere unknown, by soone unknown, and its authenticity even more unknown.
A piece of news capable of blasting through the Interstellar Society suddenly swept in—
The Star Glory Empire's third Designated Heir — Your Highness Lyman, was attacked by an unknown faction within the Star Glory Empire, and his current whereabouts are unknown.
For a ti, the Interstellar was shaken. Nurous organizations and factions were dumbfounded, as if struck by a giant hamr for no reason. The shock in their hearts was unimaginable.
Which fool is this...
No, soone who dares to do this should be a madman!
(End of Chapter)
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