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Chapter 270: Succession

Tried it again.

The unknown subspace demon still failed to collect the information he needed from the head of the Samsara Captain.

After thinking for a while, he temporarily took back his power.

After all, more than ten special targets have been killed by him until this one is the only one left.

It's better to be careful.

Then, he turned his attention to the outside of the flesh and blood battleship.

Whether it was the so-called nuclear explosion or those electromagnetic guns, in his eyes, they were primitive weapons with very crude technology.

Looking at the entire galaxy, there is absolutely nothing we can do about it.

With the body located in the subspace, power is continuously poured into this place.

Not long after, a tall figure appeared inside the flesh and blood battleship.

He is more than five meters tall and has an extremely strong build. Countless muscles crowd his whole body, making him look powerful.

He is wearing a brass armor covered with barbs, his skin is blood red on the outside, he has thick horns on his head, and on his back there is a pair of wings covered with small holes, similar in shape to bat wings.

One hand held a double-edged axe, and the other hand held a long whip covered with flames and barbs.

After appearing, he stood inside the ship and opened his mouth.

A huge scream spread out instantly with him as the center.

The subspace energy visible to the naked eye spreads out at a crazy speed.

The flames and shock waves produced by nuclear explosions were immediately extinguished the moment they came into contact with them.

The electromagnetic artillery shells that were fired were not forcibly annihilated due to their relatively special materials.

Still carrying an unparalleled impact force, it hit the subspace energy shield hard, knocking it out into countless ripples.

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As all the flames dissipate.

The center of the explosion was revealed again.

The flesh-and-blood battleship that seemed to have no damage came into everyone's eyes again.

Seeing this scene, Mars, the moon, the earth, and all countries fell into silence.

Silent despair pervades everyone's hearts.

All kinds of attacks were used, but they couldn't even break through the defense.

The next moment, the flesh-and-blood battleship, which was originally in a defensive posture, began to counterattack.

Those dozens of naval guns fired a crazy bombardment at the location of the Mars base.

Every second, hundreds of cannonballs are fired.

Under the command of the commander, the Mars base tried to intercept.

But the frequency of their attacks and the flying speed of their weapons are no match for them at all.

In just a second or two, the defense line was broken.

Those artillery shells formed from flesh, bones, and subspace energy were like violent storms, bombarding the Mars base crazily.

Although their explosive power is not as good as that of physical explosive shells, they are extremely corrosive.

As long as it is hit by them, no matter what material it is, it will become cratered during the bombardment.

As for living creatures, even if they only get a little bit of it, they will instantly turn into torches and die miserably.

After several minutes of bombardment.

Along with the maniacal laughter of the Khorne demon inside the flesh and blood battleship, the Mars base covering an area of ​​nearly a hundred standard football fields and the more than 100,000 soldiers in it were reduced to ashes, leaving only countless craters.

There.

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Earth.

After receiving the news that the Mars base was destroyed by the group.

There was silence in the conference room for a few seconds.

One of the middle-aged men asked: "What should we do now?"

An old man replied: "Act according to the established plan."

The man said in confusion: "But our weapons are not effective. Even if there are more than ten times more troops on the moon than on Mars, they are just resistance to no avail."

No matter how many people there are, as long as the attack cannot be effective, it is meaningless.

The old man just shook his head calmly:

"So what, this is the only thing we can do.

Either fight to the death or just wait to die.

...If you feel that things are hopeless, you can also choose to go back and spend time with your family.

The other party will have to trek for some time to reach the moon defense line, and maybe this is our last time."

"..."

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That afternoon.

Inside the villa.

Philla casually cut a piece of meat from the steak in front of her, and then turned on the TV out of habit.

Then, I was shocked instantly.

The BBC TV station above is actually shockingly broadcasting the passing of the throne from the Queen to Prince William live!

"??"

“What’s going on??”

"Why did the position suddenly pass??"

"666, I was able to live to see today!!"

"There was no warning at all, it was too sudden!!"

Both in reality and on the Internet in the UK, things exploded at the same time.

Looking at Prince William's gray-haired figure and his tear-filled eyes when he put on the crown, the people in front of the TV also had mixed feelings.

I couldn't help but think of the other person's father.

At the funeral, Prince Charles was posthumously crowned king.

Touched! Quite touched!

afterwards.

William's tearful scene was successfully selected as the second most touching scene in Britain in the 21st century.

Just a quick mention.

The first place is the scene where his father was crowned king by *** at the funeral, and the third place is fifteen years later, even though *** is faltering, he still insists on persevering in his own way.

The scene of sealing Prince William's coffin.

Tears couldn't help but flow down.

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Okay, let's put those things aside for now.

At this moment, inside the villa.

Looking at the scene on the TV, Elsa, who was sitting far away because she was wary of Orshika, asked with a shocked face:

"Wow~~throne passing ceremony!

Mom, didn't you just meet the Queen a few days ago?

Is there no news at all?"

Facing her daughter's inquiry, Philla was also extremely confused: "I don't know very well, this is really too sudden..."

Normally, according to her status as a hereditary earl, she should be invited to the scene to observe the ceremony.

But she didn't receive any invitations.

This situation, according to the various old-fashioned rules of the British royal family, is really a bit incomprehensible.

Seeing that both of them were a little confused, Orshika answered calmly: "They are just worried that they don't have enough time, so they just want to fulfill that prince's dream."

Elsa frowned and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"It's just the literal meaning. I want to be addicted to the king before I die."

Through the various information collected, he easily understood the other party's thoughts.

After all, after waiting for so many years, I still have to sit down at the last minute.

As for the so-called traditions and rules, they are of no use at this moment.

When Elsa heard this, she muttered unhappily: "Why do you make it sound like someone else is about to die..."

Orshiga said truthfully: "There is indeed a certain probability that he is about to die."

"What's the meaning?"

Not only Elsa, but even Fiera asked with great concern: "Is something big going to happen soon?"

Their first reaction was something like civil unrest.

After all, whoever had waited decades might have done something irrational.

This is especially true when your own father has learned from the past.

Orshika still replied nonchalantly: "That's right, the earth may die."

"?"

The faces of the two people were immediately filled with confusion, and they were a little doubtful whether they had heard wrongly.

For Orshika, no matter whether the earth dies or not, that's all.

If it's gone, just look for one in the starry sky.

Anyway, except for Elsa and Fierla, which he would protect, he didn't care much about other things.


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