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Strictly speaking, the real owner of the big clock is not Xiao Huan, but Xiao Huan's former Juan clan, the Croyins family that has been lingering in Crossbell, the place of destiny.
Thinking back to thousands of years ago, during the Great Collapse, the illusory treasure, the Void God, destroyed itself. As a vassal, the Croyins family, which enjoyed the most blessings, was unwilling to do so and has been seeking to recreate the treasure.
Whether it's a big clock or alchemy, they are all attempts and preparations to reproduce the treasure.
Finally, after thousands of years of accumulation and hard work, this ambition was finally realized. The man-made treasure "Blue Void God" Qiya was born, and the big clock also exerted unprecedented power under the influence of Qiya's power.
Although Qiya had voluntarily given up the power of the treasure, this power did not dissipate. Instead, as Crossbell was annexed by the empire, it flowed into the empire's spiritual veins and was eventually captured by Xiao Huan.
The essential prototype, the sister in reality, the true body enshrined by the ancient clan... With all these factors superimposed, at this point in time, Xiao Huan is definitely the one with the highest authority over the clock.
Even if she has not poured power into the clock, even if the clock is still at the spiritual power node of "giant steel", it has not changed.
To put it bluntly, it is already the shape of Qiya, which is approximately equal to the shape of Xiaohuan if rounded off.
As long as Xiao Huan is willing, she can intervene at any time. If she touches directly, the effectiveness will be even higher.
Operational cognition, hiding the truth is just the beginning.
When Xiao Huan actually stood in the pendulum, countless silver threads appeared from her body, intertwined, and then spread to the surroundings.
Like a huge spider web, it spreads towards the imperial capital.
And she is the master of this network.
Looking casually at the huge space that was gradually appearing below her and the anxious Alberisi, the girl's mouth curled up with a trace of mockery:
"It's almost done. Next, it's up to you, Rean."
The little finger gently moves, pulling up a few strands from the countless threads of cause and effect, intertwining them, and forming a small network outside the big net of cause and effect.
At the end of the network, each arcus was lit up with hazy silver light.
They are distributed throughout the imperial capital, flashing on the waist or hands of their respective owners.
Patrick, Phyllis, Linda, Weiwei, Meng Heng, Minte, Hugo, Betsy, Dorothy...
Yes, every one of them is a graduate of Thors, and they are two of them who will be hailed as the golden generation of Thors by later generations.
After the silver light flashed three times, a energetic female voice came from the arcus.
"Dear graduates of Thors, excuse me, my name is Tova Herschel. I'm sorry to bother you at this time.
I believe everyone has noticed that the Imperial City is currently experiencing abnormalities. Although we don’t know the government’s next arrangements, as graduates of Thors, no, as part of the cornerstone of the Empire, we cannot allow these abnormalities to affect ordinary people.
commit infringement.
I hope that everyone can take active action, use our own strength, and use the knowledge and skills we learned in school to organize the evacuation of nearby people, join hands with capable people, and take action amid chaos and anomalies.
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This is not an order, but a request. If you are still willing to trust me, please summarize the information to me and I will provide you with assistance.
please!"
What she said was sincere, just like the girl who was always running around and active everywhere on campus during her student days.
Her hard work, dedication, petite figure, and flaxen hair color were all so distinctive that she unknowingly won the respect of everyone.
Although her appearance is not the most beautiful, it has become an indelible bright color in the memory of many students.
"——There is no need to request anything."
"That is to say, if you directly give instructions, we will comply with them, President!"
"President, we will always follow you."
"You will always be our president."
"It's better to add a prefix to avoid confusion with the president of the trading association."
"Don't say such embarrassing words at this time, Hugo, just get what you mean - President Tova, Betsy is reporting in, please give instructions."
"Ah, you actually grabbed the first place. How cunning. President, Weiwei has reported in, and Lindai is also here."
"Don't be anxious, remember to include the location when you register so that the president can coordinate - Patrick, it's located near Embassy Street in Sancote District."
"Phyllis, located on Commercial Street."
"Everyone..." Tova's always steady voice actually trembled a little, "Thank you everyone for trusting me. I will do my best to provide you with information. I'll leave it to you on the spot."
"!"
Although Tova kept saying words that were not orders, assistance, coordination, etc., everyone still shouted the slogan of obedience in the army.
At this moment, she is no longer the student council president on campus, but the commander of the flagship Karejas during the civil war, and the youngest female captain in the history of the empire.
Since his debut, he has not suffered a single defeat.
There is no doubt about her commanding ability.
Entrusting your back to her made everyone feel at ease.
"Patrick, you will be in charge of Sankot District. Go to the Women's College first..."
Under Towa's instructions, the entire "net" moved.
Although there are not many graduates in the imperial capital, they are all veterans who have participated in the civil war. Their combat effectiveness and organizational skills are not bad, and more importantly, they can set a good example.
The empire favors martial arts, and there is no shortage of experts among the people. This is especially true in these troubled times.
As long as someone with status takes the lead, even if it really becomes a paradise for high-dimensional creatures, they can still kill everyone in and out.
I just need to spread the fire, and then a single spark can start a prairie fire.
This is Tova's strategy.
The facts were as she expected, and it didn't take long for experts from all walks of life to join in.
Agathe, the A-level guerrilla from Liber.
Tio, a technical consultant from Crossbell.
Yeluzi's weapons merchant Ashuli, Jingge's mother and daughter.
Patrick's personal butler and the dormitory administrator of the second branch, Serestan.
All members of the Fandel Dojo went out to kill everyone under the leadership of the acting master "Feng Yuqian".
In less than a quarter of an hour, the chaos in the imperial capital was effectively alleviated.
The best thing is that the collection of fighting spirit not only does not drop, but becomes more abundant.
The reason is simple. Spontaneous resistance among the people is different from group suppression by the army, and it can more deeply resonate with the people about fighting.
Fighting spirit, fighting spirit, will eventually end up in fighting.
This is also part of Tova's calculation.
Although she usually doesn't have a strong sense of presence, she is the well-deserved number one in this regard.
He is also recognized by later generations as one of the two golden circles of Thors and a representative figure of the 1203 class.
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