Sanctuary No. 404, browsing room on the B4th floor.
The holographic screen floating on the coffee table is showing the scene of the airship falling, including the sea of fire that bloomed after the airship falling.
Heya smacked her tongue and threw down a sentence lightly. She then turned around and left the browsing room and returned to the laboratory to continue working on her own affairs.
War was not something she was interested in.
Gravitational-related technologies are not the field she studies.
As for Yin Fang, he held his arms and stared at the two airships with his eyes straight, as if he was calculating something in his heart.
Chu Guang, sitting on the sofa, also stared at the holographic screen, but the focus was different from that of ordinary people.
For example, the first thing he noticed was that the speed growth curve of the airship falling was not uniform, its acceleration kept changing, and the amplitude of up and down fluctuations was quite large.
This is actually easy to understand.
First of all, the deflection efficiency of the partial conduction shield on different materials is different. Generally speaking, the higher the atomic number, the stronger the deflection effect.
The partial conduction shield is based on graviton interference, and the gravity well is also based on similar principles. Similarly, it can be deduced that the higher the atomic number, the greater the influence of the material is affected by gravitons, and the stronger the macro interference effect will be.
For example, metals will fall faster than carbon-based organisms.
Another thing is that the reason why the acceleration changes of airships fall are uneven may also be related to the uneven distribution of gravitons on the gravitational well surface.
In addition, the airship itself also suffers certain wind resistance during the acceleration process.
However, if this issue continues to be discussed, it is too academic and beyond his knowledge.
Just when Chu Guang wanted to ask Yin Fang next to him what he thought, Yin Fang suddenly put down his arms and sighed.
...I didn't expect that such technology was stored in the college's database.
Chu Guang didn't find it strange. After all, he had traveled to this world for so long and had seen more strange things than this.
Is there anything special about this technology?I mean... compared to other devices based on graviton technology that are based on graviton technology.
Well...you asked me a difficult problem.Let me put it this way, theoretically, we can use gravity wells to create a singularity with infinite density... It seems that Chu Guang doesn't understand this. Yin Fang thought for a moment and continued, saying, In other words, it can not only be used to change the force between macroscopic objects, but also to create black holes.
Chu Guang didn't understand.
In short, it is a force that can destroy planets.
But this shouldn't be easy, right?From the perspective of energy consumption.
Yin Fang nodded.
It is indeed not easy. If you want to create a black hole that is enough to swallow the star system, you have to need a stellar reactor no matter how you think about it... Of course, this is just my speculation, and I cannot give a positive answer to the conclusion that has not been proven through experiments.
Perhaps in the distant future, it is possible that people can gain deeper insights into graviton research, and may not necessarily require stellar reactors.
As people long ago thought it was impossible to aggregate two atoms together, but now they can even use this power to generate energy that can be utilized.
The People's League of Prosperity only touched the edge of graviton-related technologies, and the technologies developed based on immature theories are largely blind people touching elephants, and they do not really stand in that invisible dimension.
…To be honest, what surprised me the most was that the college would hand over such technology to us.
Chu Guang asked.
Is there any problem with this?
Yin Fang nodded and said with a complicated expression.
Of course there is, and it is a big problem... After all, compared to plasma technology or electromagnetic acceleration technology, this technology that reaches the singularity field poses the greatest threat to them.
He paused and continued.
Whether it is a missile or an electromagnetic gun, it is impossible to stop a starship equipped with a warp engine and a partial guide shield, but gravity itself can.As long as this technology is slightly improved, we can not only use this technology to close the hyperspace channel of the Earth-Moon system, but also pull the starship hovering in high orbit back to the ground.
In Yin Fang's opinion, this is the most incredible place.
The Academy handed a dagger that could kill itself to the Alliance.
Considering the usual behavior of those guys, Yin Fang almost instinctively doubted whether there would be a fraud behind this, or that the academy had hidden other backup plans in it.
After hearing Yin Fang's statement, a hint of surprise also appeared on Chu Guang's face, but soon the hint of surprise was replaced by a playful smile.
Maybe it was their judgment after weighing the pros and cons.
Although it was a bit annoying to say that, the college did calculate him again.
Just as they guessed that he would take action after learning about the situation in Jinchuan Province, they were sure that he would not use this epoch-making technology where it shouldn't have appeared.
If the probability of risk occurring is zero, the risk itself can be ignored, and the rest are benefits.
Both parties can get what they want from each other.
Alliances need the Academy’s technology to transform the decaying old world, and Academy needs Alliances to build their ark to the new world.
In fact, they did have the right bet.
Chu Guang really has no interest in harming others and not benefiting himself.
Or it cannot be considered gambling, but rather a kind of open conspiracy.
The images on the holographic screen are still being shown, but there is no newness behind it, leaving only a burning fire.
Yin Fang, who satisfied his curiosity, did not continue to stay in the browsing room to watch the fun, and turned around to do his own thing.
Unlike some guy with bad taste, Chu Guang was not interested in seeing the miserable situations of the Willant people twisting in the flames, so he reached out and turned off the screen.
Most of them are ordinary people who are enslaved by the times.
The real damn person is not in this fire at all, and the judgment of those people is after everything is over.
Xiaoqi, who sat on the pen holder with her chin on both hands, remained silent for a long time, and she sighed quietly until the browsing room calmed down again.
...I don't know how many people will be burned to death in this fire.
I don't know, maybe ten thousand, maybe ten thousand,
After replying to this casually, Chu Guang's gaze suddenly fell on another report lying on the corner of the table.
That was the report of the Xifan Port tragedy, several months ago.
At that time, the report was placed on his desk with a large number of documents, most of which had been archived, and only this piece of paper was left here.
Because there were so many things that happened during this period, he even forgot why he had to leave this document here.
Chu Guang reached out and took the document in his hand and flipped it over.
The fire that swallowed three thousand lives seemed to be the fuse of everything.
And the price the Willant people paid in this fire has long been far more than three thousand...
……
Just as Chu Guang turned off the holographic screen, the fire in the western suburbs of Tiandu was still burning.
Although Captain Ryan Wanfu gave the order to retreat, retreat did not mean surrender, and the Willant soldiers who retreated from the explosion center did not give up resistance.
In order to cover the strategic advancement of the large army, there were still small groups of troops from the Southern Legion remaining on the position and resisting tenaciously with the attacking Bharat Army and the Alliance volunteers.
However, without artillery cover and air force support, this resistance is largely futile.
Faced with the bombs and howling rocket launchers that the Goblin Corps kept moving, the 100-man team that was left behind could hardly hold on for even five minutes, and was surrounded by the Bharat soldiers who rushed up.
In an abandoned village.
The 311th Thousand Man captain Peter Ruk's face was filled with shocked expressions.
An hour ago, he fled here with the guards under the cover of two hundred men.
However, before he could take a few breaths, there were crackling gunshots outside, followed by the roar of propellers and the roar of cannons above his head.
The alliance's air force chased them closely, and the Bharat soldiers who were chasing them relentlessly with rifles.
Those guys seemed to be trying to get all the aggrievances from some time ago, and they didn't even plan to leave a chance to take a breath.
Peterluke watched helplessly as a round of orange-yellow bullets fell from the sky, crushing the tiled room directly in front of his window, and none of the soldiers inside escaped.
A gap was blown out of the defense line.
Before he could watch a silence for his dead comrades, the two machine gunners rushed up again on the gravel rubble, and eventually they collided with the Bharat soldiers who were coming towards him. The two sides immediately exchanged fire in the alley.
Peterruk moved to another half-collapsed bullpen under the cover of the guard.
The chaotic battle situation made him unable to help but widen his eyes, his eyes full of fear.
The adjutant who was following him gasped, pulled out his pistol and loaded it, looking in the direction where the gunshot came from from time to time.
However, gunfire does not come from one direction, but from all directions.
Damn it!There are people everywhere outside!
The adjutant moaned tremblingly, and his dirt-faced face was also full of fear.
Peterluke reached out and grabbed the correspondent on the side and shouted at him.
Where is the command center?Have you contacted?!
The correspondent shook his head nervously and replied stammeringly.
There is no such thing as yet...their radio station may have been in trouble.
Oh shit!
Peterluke cursed inwardly, glanced at the meteors that were constantly passing through the air, and turned his gaze forward.
Stay and wait for death!We must find a way to break through here!
The adjutant nodded nervously but said nothing.
This is an obvious thing.
The question is how to break through...
Just as everyone was anxious like an ant on a hot pan, the houses and courtyard walls in the distance collapsed.
The towering steel armor and tracks were like bulldozers' buckets, and they were crushed directly from the front.
Looking at the towering gun barrel and the stern coaxial machine gun, everyone's faces instantly lost their blood.
The mole with his arm resting on the hatch held the speakers and shouted at the Willant people who looked like officers.
The people in front listened and put down their weapons and surrendered.
This is your last chance, I will give you three seconds to consider.
The mole cleared his throat and was about to count down.
As a result, before he could count one, Peterluck immediately threw the pistol to the ground, snatched the pistol of the adjutant on the side, and threw it in front of the track.
I surrender!
He shouted at the man on the turret, and Peterluke raised his hands in the surprised sight of the officer on the side.
He recognized the appearance of the chariot.
It is better to surrender to the alliance's troops than to be captured by the soldiers of the Bharat Kingdom.
Looking at the tactful guy in front of him, the mole grinned with a smile.
Brother, you will be lucky if you meet us.
Those who are catching live can get big points, and the bigger the level, the higher the score.
The points rewarded by expansion packs can eventually be exchanged for money and contribution points, so players will basically not be too embarrassed to capture prisoners if they can be captured, especially old players.
But if it were the friendly forces next door, it would be different. The bruised nose and swollen face were all light.
After throwing this sentence, the Mole had no time to appreciate the expression on the captive's face, and crawled back to the turret to cover the hatch.
Immediately afterwards, several players carrying assault rifles emerged from behind the tank and detained the Willant officers with their hands holding their heads one by one.
All the captives were concentrated in the center of the village and were under the supervision of the players of the two squads.
As for the remaining players, they got on the siege tank and continued to advance with the tank.
The plane of the Goblin Corps has marked the next location for them, and there are a lot of walking contribution points waiting for them to pick them up.
At the same time, shortly after the Skeleton Corps left the village, on a small slope not far from the village, a group of unlucky Willant people were caught by the guards led by Captain Pickley Wanderer himself.
Two hundred people surrounded No. 20 people tightly, and the entire encirclement was not left with a gap.
The twenty Willant men lying behind the bunker broke through three times, but they did not do anything except throwing down three bodies.
Seeing that the reinforcements were delayed and the bullets in his hands were exhausted, the expressions on the faces of the seventeen young men gradually changed from their initial perseverance to despair.
Resistance has lost its meaning.
In the end, someone realized the reality and tried to throw the rifle out of the trench, shouting while raising his hands, trying to climb out of the trench and surrender.
However, he almost shouted out the surrender words, and before he could climb out of the trenches, he was hit on the head by the thrown rifle.
Very grandma!Who allows you to surrender!Pick up the gun for me!
Are you pretty capable?Keep playing Ah!
He personally went forward to pick up the rifle and threw it back. Pickley cursed and inserted the gun into the holster, then snatched the rifle from the guard next to him and inserted it into a bayonet.
Get a bayonet!!!
The sudden roar scared the adjutant standing next to him.
There is no time to stop it.
Seeing the mixed ball rushing forward, he could only shout and follow him in a hurry.
Under the leadership of Captain Pickley Wanderer, the two hundred brothers of the guard roared and rushed forward, chopping the seventeen Willant boys hiding in the trenches into meat paste.
Pickley, who took action in person, was completely red in his eyes.
When he walked down from the position with one head in his arms, he was photographed by the reporter who followed the army.
Seeing the camera facing him, Pickley grinned.
That bloody look like a god of killing walking out of hell.
This guy is really cruel enough.
There are many Bharati officers who dare to take the lead in charge, but there are indeed few ten thousand men who dare to rush into the crowd like him to fight bayonets. At least his boss, General Duvata, would never dare.
The fire burning in the wilderness burned all night, roasting the earth to black, melting the steel into iron, and stopping without feeling until the sunrise at dawn.
According to the battle report statistics from the alliance, in this battle alone, the Southern Legion suffered more than 40,000 casualties, and the losses reached more than 1,200 vehicles.
For the Bharat Kingdom, which has been withstood for several months, this battle was so proud!
As of 8:00 a.m., the last thousand-man team that fought stubbornly also announced their surrender.
Upon hearing the news of the victory on the front line, Abusek, who had not slept for a night, finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the basement of the commander's mansion with great energy.
However, before he could be happy, a bad news came from the Heavenly Palace.
The heavenly palace, which was hanging more than ten meters in the air, will collapse in twenty-four hours...
The holographic screen floating on the coffee table is showing the scene of the airship falling, including the sea of fire that bloomed after the airship falling.
Heya smacked her tongue and threw down a sentence lightly. She then turned around and left the browsing room and returned to the laboratory to continue working on her own affairs.
War was not something she was interested in.
Gravitational-related technologies are not the field she studies.
As for Yin Fang, he held his arms and stared at the two airships with his eyes straight, as if he was calculating something in his heart.
Chu Guang, sitting on the sofa, also stared at the holographic screen, but the focus was different from that of ordinary people.
For example, the first thing he noticed was that the speed growth curve of the airship falling was not uniform, its acceleration kept changing, and the amplitude of up and down fluctuations was quite large.
This is actually easy to understand.
First of all, the deflection efficiency of the partial conduction shield on different materials is different. Generally speaking, the higher the atomic number, the stronger the deflection effect.
The partial conduction shield is based on graviton interference, and the gravity well is also based on similar principles. Similarly, it can be deduced that the higher the atomic number, the greater the influence of the material is affected by gravitons, and the stronger the macro interference effect will be.
For example, metals will fall faster than carbon-based organisms.
Another thing is that the reason why the acceleration changes of airships fall are uneven may also be related to the uneven distribution of gravitons on the gravitational well surface.
In addition, the airship itself also suffers certain wind resistance during the acceleration process.
However, if this issue continues to be discussed, it is too academic and beyond his knowledge.
Just when Chu Guang wanted to ask Yin Fang next to him what he thought, Yin Fang suddenly put down his arms and sighed.
...I didn't expect that such technology was stored in the college's database.
Chu Guang didn't find it strange. After all, he had traveled to this world for so long and had seen more strange things than this.
Is there anything special about this technology?I mean... compared to other devices based on graviton technology that are based on graviton technology.
Well...you asked me a difficult problem.Let me put it this way, theoretically, we can use gravity wells to create a singularity with infinite density... It seems that Chu Guang doesn't understand this. Yin Fang thought for a moment and continued, saying, In other words, it can not only be used to change the force between macroscopic objects, but also to create black holes.
Chu Guang didn't understand.
In short, it is a force that can destroy planets.
But this shouldn't be easy, right?From the perspective of energy consumption.
Yin Fang nodded.
It is indeed not easy. If you want to create a black hole that is enough to swallow the star system, you have to need a stellar reactor no matter how you think about it... Of course, this is just my speculation, and I cannot give a positive answer to the conclusion that has not been proven through experiments.
Perhaps in the distant future, it is possible that people can gain deeper insights into graviton research, and may not necessarily require stellar reactors.
As people long ago thought it was impossible to aggregate two atoms together, but now they can even use this power to generate energy that can be utilized.
The People's League of Prosperity only touched the edge of graviton-related technologies, and the technologies developed based on immature theories are largely blind people touching elephants, and they do not really stand in that invisible dimension.
…To be honest, what surprised me the most was that the college would hand over such technology to us.
Chu Guang asked.
Is there any problem with this?
Yin Fang nodded and said with a complicated expression.
Of course there is, and it is a big problem... After all, compared to plasma technology or electromagnetic acceleration technology, this technology that reaches the singularity field poses the greatest threat to them.
He paused and continued.
Whether it is a missile or an electromagnetic gun, it is impossible to stop a starship equipped with a warp engine and a partial guide shield, but gravity itself can.As long as this technology is slightly improved, we can not only use this technology to close the hyperspace channel of the Earth-Moon system, but also pull the starship hovering in high orbit back to the ground.
In Yin Fang's opinion, this is the most incredible place.
The Academy handed a dagger that could kill itself to the Alliance.
Considering the usual behavior of those guys, Yin Fang almost instinctively doubted whether there would be a fraud behind this, or that the academy had hidden other backup plans in it.
After hearing Yin Fang's statement, a hint of surprise also appeared on Chu Guang's face, but soon the hint of surprise was replaced by a playful smile.
Maybe it was their judgment after weighing the pros and cons.
Although it was a bit annoying to say that, the college did calculate him again.
Just as they guessed that he would take action after learning about the situation in Jinchuan Province, they were sure that he would not use this epoch-making technology where it shouldn't have appeared.
If the probability of risk occurring is zero, the risk itself can be ignored, and the rest are benefits.
Both parties can get what they want from each other.
Alliances need the Academy’s technology to transform the decaying old world, and Academy needs Alliances to build their ark to the new world.
In fact, they did have the right bet.
Chu Guang really has no interest in harming others and not benefiting himself.
Or it cannot be considered gambling, but rather a kind of open conspiracy.
The images on the holographic screen are still being shown, but there is no newness behind it, leaving only a burning fire.
Yin Fang, who satisfied his curiosity, did not continue to stay in the browsing room to watch the fun, and turned around to do his own thing.
Unlike some guy with bad taste, Chu Guang was not interested in seeing the miserable situations of the Willant people twisting in the flames, so he reached out and turned off the screen.
Most of them are ordinary people who are enslaved by the times.
The real damn person is not in this fire at all, and the judgment of those people is after everything is over.
Xiaoqi, who sat on the pen holder with her chin on both hands, remained silent for a long time, and she sighed quietly until the browsing room calmed down again.
...I don't know how many people will be burned to death in this fire.
I don't know, maybe ten thousand, maybe ten thousand,
After replying to this casually, Chu Guang's gaze suddenly fell on another report lying on the corner of the table.
That was the report of the Xifan Port tragedy, several months ago.
At that time, the report was placed on his desk with a large number of documents, most of which had been archived, and only this piece of paper was left here.
Because there were so many things that happened during this period, he even forgot why he had to leave this document here.
Chu Guang reached out and took the document in his hand and flipped it over.
The fire that swallowed three thousand lives seemed to be the fuse of everything.
And the price the Willant people paid in this fire has long been far more than three thousand...
……
Just as Chu Guang turned off the holographic screen, the fire in the western suburbs of Tiandu was still burning.
Although Captain Ryan Wanfu gave the order to retreat, retreat did not mean surrender, and the Willant soldiers who retreated from the explosion center did not give up resistance.
In order to cover the strategic advancement of the large army, there were still small groups of troops from the Southern Legion remaining on the position and resisting tenaciously with the attacking Bharat Army and the Alliance volunteers.
However, without artillery cover and air force support, this resistance is largely futile.
Faced with the bombs and howling rocket launchers that the Goblin Corps kept moving, the 100-man team that was left behind could hardly hold on for even five minutes, and was surrounded by the Bharat soldiers who rushed up.
In an abandoned village.
The 311th Thousand Man captain Peter Ruk's face was filled with shocked expressions.
An hour ago, he fled here with the guards under the cover of two hundred men.
However, before he could take a few breaths, there were crackling gunshots outside, followed by the roar of propellers and the roar of cannons above his head.
The alliance's air force chased them closely, and the Bharat soldiers who were chasing them relentlessly with rifles.
Those guys seemed to be trying to get all the aggrievances from some time ago, and they didn't even plan to leave a chance to take a breath.
Peterluke watched helplessly as a round of orange-yellow bullets fell from the sky, crushing the tiled room directly in front of his window, and none of the soldiers inside escaped.
A gap was blown out of the defense line.
Before he could watch a silence for his dead comrades, the two machine gunners rushed up again on the gravel rubble, and eventually they collided with the Bharat soldiers who were coming towards him. The two sides immediately exchanged fire in the alley.
Peterruk moved to another half-collapsed bullpen under the cover of the guard.
The chaotic battle situation made him unable to help but widen his eyes, his eyes full of fear.
The adjutant who was following him gasped, pulled out his pistol and loaded it, looking in the direction where the gunshot came from from time to time.
However, gunfire does not come from one direction, but from all directions.
Damn it!There are people everywhere outside!
The adjutant moaned tremblingly, and his dirt-faced face was also full of fear.
Peterluke reached out and grabbed the correspondent on the side and shouted at him.
Where is the command center?Have you contacted?!
The correspondent shook his head nervously and replied stammeringly.
There is no such thing as yet...their radio station may have been in trouble.
Oh shit!
Peterluke cursed inwardly, glanced at the meteors that were constantly passing through the air, and turned his gaze forward.
Stay and wait for death!We must find a way to break through here!
The adjutant nodded nervously but said nothing.
This is an obvious thing.
The question is how to break through...
Just as everyone was anxious like an ant on a hot pan, the houses and courtyard walls in the distance collapsed.
The towering steel armor and tracks were like bulldozers' buckets, and they were crushed directly from the front.
Looking at the towering gun barrel and the stern coaxial machine gun, everyone's faces instantly lost their blood.
The mole with his arm resting on the hatch held the speakers and shouted at the Willant people who looked like officers.
The people in front listened and put down their weapons and surrendered.
This is your last chance, I will give you three seconds to consider.
The mole cleared his throat and was about to count down.
As a result, before he could count one, Peterluck immediately threw the pistol to the ground, snatched the pistol of the adjutant on the side, and threw it in front of the track.
I surrender!
He shouted at the man on the turret, and Peterluke raised his hands in the surprised sight of the officer on the side.
He recognized the appearance of the chariot.
It is better to surrender to the alliance's troops than to be captured by the soldiers of the Bharat Kingdom.
Looking at the tactful guy in front of him, the mole grinned with a smile.
Brother, you will be lucky if you meet us.
Those who are catching live can get big points, and the bigger the level, the higher the score.
The points rewarded by expansion packs can eventually be exchanged for money and contribution points, so players will basically not be too embarrassed to capture prisoners if they can be captured, especially old players.
But if it were the friendly forces next door, it would be different. The bruised nose and swollen face were all light.
After throwing this sentence, the Mole had no time to appreciate the expression on the captive's face, and crawled back to the turret to cover the hatch.
Immediately afterwards, several players carrying assault rifles emerged from behind the tank and detained the Willant officers with their hands holding their heads one by one.
All the captives were concentrated in the center of the village and were under the supervision of the players of the two squads.
As for the remaining players, they got on the siege tank and continued to advance with the tank.
The plane of the Goblin Corps has marked the next location for them, and there are a lot of walking contribution points waiting for them to pick them up.
At the same time, shortly after the Skeleton Corps left the village, on a small slope not far from the village, a group of unlucky Willant people were caught by the guards led by Captain Pickley Wanderer himself.
Two hundred people surrounded No. 20 people tightly, and the entire encirclement was not left with a gap.
The twenty Willant men lying behind the bunker broke through three times, but they did not do anything except throwing down three bodies.
Seeing that the reinforcements were delayed and the bullets in his hands were exhausted, the expressions on the faces of the seventeen young men gradually changed from their initial perseverance to despair.
Resistance has lost its meaning.
In the end, someone realized the reality and tried to throw the rifle out of the trench, shouting while raising his hands, trying to climb out of the trench and surrender.
However, he almost shouted out the surrender words, and before he could climb out of the trenches, he was hit on the head by the thrown rifle.
Very grandma!Who allows you to surrender!Pick up the gun for me!
Are you pretty capable?Keep playing Ah!
He personally went forward to pick up the rifle and threw it back. Pickley cursed and inserted the gun into the holster, then snatched the rifle from the guard next to him and inserted it into a bayonet.
Get a bayonet!!!
The sudden roar scared the adjutant standing next to him.
There is no time to stop it.
Seeing the mixed ball rushing forward, he could only shout and follow him in a hurry.
Under the leadership of Captain Pickley Wanderer, the two hundred brothers of the guard roared and rushed forward, chopping the seventeen Willant boys hiding in the trenches into meat paste.
Pickley, who took action in person, was completely red in his eyes.
When he walked down from the position with one head in his arms, he was photographed by the reporter who followed the army.
Seeing the camera facing him, Pickley grinned.
That bloody look like a god of killing walking out of hell.
This guy is really cruel enough.
There are many Bharati officers who dare to take the lead in charge, but there are indeed few ten thousand men who dare to rush into the crowd like him to fight bayonets. At least his boss, General Duvata, would never dare.
The fire burning in the wilderness burned all night, roasting the earth to black, melting the steel into iron, and stopping without feeling until the sunrise at dawn.
According to the battle report statistics from the alliance, in this battle alone, the Southern Legion suffered more than 40,000 casualties, and the losses reached more than 1,200 vehicles.
For the Bharat Kingdom, which has been withstood for several months, this battle was so proud!
As of 8:00 a.m., the last thousand-man team that fought stubbornly also announced their surrender.
Upon hearing the news of the victory on the front line, Abusek, who had not slept for a night, finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the basement of the commander's mansion with great energy.
However, before he could be happy, a bad news came from the Heavenly Palace.
The heavenly palace, which was hanging more than ten meters in the air, will collapse in twenty-four hours...
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