A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a silvery glow rose around Nalong.
His radiance spread toward the four weeks and quickly connected with his soldiers.
Obviously this person is also proficient in the art of alliance and uses the power of his subordinates for his own use.
When Zhuang Wuming saw the other party, he immediately took action and smiled lightly.
"Is that all you have? It's really disappointing."
"A strong man of level 5 is actually so short-sighted."
After listening to Zhuang Wuming's words, Nalong's eyes were attracted to him and he stared at him.
"What do you mean?"
Zhuang Wuming smiled calmly, "Do you think it's fun to be the king and hegemon in this ark?"
"In my opinion, you are like a frog in a well, you can only see this small world."
Nalong listened to Zhuang Wuming's words and immediately understood what he meant.
His face suddenly became furious, "What do you know? You are the frog in the well. Where do you think this is? You don't know how high the sky is or how high it is."
"Go to hell."
A terrifying silver light bloomed from his body, and he was in front of Zhuang Wuming in a flash.
Baiyin's fist appeared directly in front of Zhuang Wuming.
At the same time, Zhuang Wuming's palm silently appeared in front of his fist.
Boom.
A circle of terrifying collisions rose between the two.
The collision of essential forces, without any bells and whistles, is the collision of pure force.
The strong will win and the weak will lose, purely without any surprises or miracles.
In an instant, countless collisions occurred within this small range.
There was no waste of essential power, and Nalong became more and more frightened as he fought.
He had used all his strength, but all his attacks were accurately intercepted by Zhuang Wuming.
At the same time, he could feel the majestic silver light in Zhuang Wuming's body rising rapidly.
He didn't know, through the suit.
Zhuang Wuming can connect to 100,000 citizens, all borrowing their power.
This was something Nalong couldn't do, because Zhuang Wuming was able to borrow such a wide range of power, relying on the powerful connection of the projection of conceptual consciousness.
That is a method far beyond the soul of a strong person with basic skills.
An ability that only exists at the conceptual level and can ignore distance.
Naron can only borrow power through the formation link.
The projection of conceptual consciousness is Zhuang Wuming's ultimate trump card, and he sweeps across the entire Ark's guard of honor.
The battle between Zhuang Wuming and Nalong is getting faster and faster.
Finally, a palm appeared in front of Nalong out of thin air.
Bang.
A palm slapped his chest. In the next moment, Nalong's whole body stiffened and he could no longer move.
Zhuang Wuming's power had already rushed into his body, completely controlling and suppressing him.
"You lose," a simple confrontation, the winner was decided in less than a minute.
Nalong couldn't believe what happened, that he was defeated so easily.
All the silver light in his body was suppressed back into his body, and he was like a sculpture, standing in front of Zhuang Wuming, unable to move.
The stiff body looked at Zhuang Wuming in disbelief.
"Are you willing to surrender now?"
The words were light but full of power. At this moment, all the soldiers behind Nalong collapsed.
Their supreme king was captured by others so easily. This was an unimaginable gap.
Everyone's eyes showed fear, looking at Zhuang Wuming in horror.
Zhuang Wuming completely ignored these soldiers and looked into Nalong's eyes, waiting for the other party's answer.
If Naron refuses, then he will drain all the power from this person.
Select a loyal person from under your command and create a strong silver man.
For Zhuang Wuming, this is not a difficult matter.
As long as he has raw materials at his level, he can create anything and create a strong man of any level without any side effects.
This is the existence of the conceptual level, the terrifying ability after mastering the conceptual consciousness, and the creation of the void.
Nalong looked at Zhuang Wuming, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally he made a decision.
"I surrender and am willing to become your subordinate."
Facing the crisis of life and death, Nalong made a simple choice.
Zhuang Wuming looked at him and smiled slightly, "You are very smart and made the right choice."
"You will be proud of your decision in the future."
As Zhuang Wuming spoke, the power that invaded Nalong's body quickly shrank, turned into a ball of silver light, and merged into the deepest part of his soul.
Nalong could feel as if a bomb had been planted in his soul and could explode at any time.
He knew that he could never escape Zhuang Wuming's control.
"Now, I want to take over your kingdom."
In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and we were at the third large base in the capital of the Silver Empire.
This is a city of 100,000 people, and a handover ceremony is being held today.
The total population of the Silver Empire is 300,000, and there are another 200,000 people distributed in various bases controlled by Base 3.
At this time, everyone was watching the broadcast of the handover ceremony.
Zhuang Wuming stood in the palace square of the capital. Nalong stood in front of him, kneeling on the ground, holding a scepter in his hand and offering it to him.
Nalong's face was expressionless. Zhuang Wuming gently picked up the scepter with his left hand, faced the broadcast screen, and said calmly, "From now on, I, Hong, will become the emperor of the Silver Empire."
"I will lead all of you to recreate the peak civilization of the Silver Age and regain our glory, so be loyal to me."
Cheers rang out in the capital, those were tens of thousands of soldiers brought by Zhuang Wuming.
The original subjects of the Silver Empire looked at Zhuang Wuming with complicated eyes because he was an intruder.
On the second day after the handover, a reform order was issued.
Everyone received orders, and they all got different jobs, personally appointed by Zhuang Wuming.
The entire country quickly began to operate, using the resources of Base 3 and Base 4 to begin building various equipment.
Among them, the silver suit is the focus of Zhuang Wuming's creation. This thing allows him to borrow the power of all descendants of silver.
At the same time, it also allows him to control everyone, forming a perfect system, and everyone will be under his control.
Time passes minute by minute.
In the blink of an eye, another half month has passed, and all the resources of Base 3 and Base 4 have been digested.
Even under Zhuang Wuming's intentional control, many forces and organizations that existed in Base 3 in the past were dismantled by him.
Integrated into each base or work unit, everyone is like a screw at this time, becoming a unit for the operation of civilization.
This is also something that Zhuang Wuming, who has the projection of conceptual consciousness, can do.
Infinite computing power allows him to easily make overall arrangements and arrange work based on each person's characteristics.