Chapter 922 Mosquito: Who are you looking down on? Look, I’ve poked your cannon!

The same room, the same tea room, the same rhythm, the same people brewing the seemingly endless tea.

However, today's self-reward had just begun, and before the fun was over, His Excellency the "Slave Master" received an urgent order from the top, and his most favored apprentice relayed the request to him at the door.

"Let us activate those Golden Age weapons that were found in the military warehouse in Eden District? Just to support a group of gnolls who are about to die?"

The slave owner's response was full of confusion. He said doubtfully:

"Are you sure this is the order of the Master Chief? I can't see any gains worthy of the effort. Shouldn't those weapons be so powerful that they should be reserved for more valuable targets? For example, launch an arrow of destruction.

Destroy Murphy and his little faction.

We don’t have that many resources on hand that can be used at will, shouldn’t such strategic-level things be used more rationally?”

Faced with his inquiry, his disciple immediately replied:

"I have confirmed that it was indeed the order of the Lord Chief. He seemed to have guessed that you had objections to it, so he told me that he could personally explain the meaning of this action to you."

"Forget it, he is the decision-maker and we are the executors. In the past, everything has proved that the Lord Master is wise and foresighted in this matter. Fools like us should not waste his and our time in arguments.

For good."

The slave owner sighed after a few seconds and said:

"Although I think it is too wasteful to use this precious weapon to destroy a solar ship, if he thinks it is worth it, then go ahead and let our technicians activate the thing immediately."

"Also, mentor, the chief monk ordered us to get a set of 'vanguard-level' weapons from the warehouse and send them to Transia as quickly as possible. He said it might be useful."

The apprentice said something again, which made the slave owner frown even more.

He said:

"What appears over there? Is it worth putting such super-standard weapons to use?"

"We don't know the specific situation yet, but our astrologers have observed that the thirteenth star in Wolf constellation has dimmed. This means that the silver wolf Kherson has died, but the wind in the material world is still blowing, and there is a whisper in the wind.

It meant that Su had escaped a disaster, and it also meant that the inevitable battle on the central battlefield had experienced incomprehensible repetitions.

Maybe that's the reason."

"Okay, okay, this guy Murphy is really amazing. If I weren't already a member of this organization, for his series of performances, I would have the heart to praise him as 'a hero comes from a boy'.

Alas, my family members are really discerning and found themselves such an excellent partner at such a young age."

The slave owner let out a long sigh and said:

"Then let me deliver the goods myself and pay a visit to my 'niece'. Before her father died, she told me to take good care of her. As an unqualified elder, after my niece went astray, I also

It's time to fulfill your responsibilities.

Then, you will be responsible for the weapons launch, my disciple, and make due contributions to our cause."

"Follow your orders, mentor, and I will not let you down."

The slave owner's apprentice responded.

She turned around and left with light steps as usual. When she walked around the corner, her keen hearing heard the painful whimpering of women and the sound of whips coming from the instructor's room. This made the apprentice shake his body and continued talking.

I felt deeply that my mentor was really a big pervert.

Even by the standards of the shadow elves, this guy is a hopeless sadist.

Are you tired of doing this every day?

However, considering the stories about his mentor's past that he overheard from the gossiping tribesmen, even if only one tenth of those stories were true, then the abuse at this time was more like a reflection of his suffering in the first half of his life.

a response.

Alas, there must be something pitiful about hateful people.

Of course, I only dare to express this emotion in my heart. The fact that my mentor was able to establish his own faction in the Twilight Organization in such a short period of time relied on more than just his miraculous assassination skills.

He himself is also a very skillful and capable leader. At least in his own opinion, if he can become someone like his mentor in the future, then his life will not be in vain.

With this idea in mind, the slave owner's apprentice left this stronghold, boarded a Creator vehicle that traveled at high speed underground, and in less than ten minutes arrived at the place where their faction stored important items.

This is a relic of the Golden Age on the ground, a military-grade warehouse base.

Many shadow elves are active here. They are all members of the slave owner faction, and they are all "scientific talents" who devote themselves to studying the knowledge of the Creator. Of course, there are also some guys sent by the scholar faction to help.

"Is everything ready?"

The apprentice entered a professional place and asked the busy shadow elves inside:

"The superiors require that we must immediately launch a destructive weapon to destroy the Songhay people's solar boat currently patrolling over the Mossy Valley. Can we achieve this with our current level of control here?"

"What you asked is quite unprofessional."

A male shadow elf who looked like a small supervisor complained:

"Weapons in the Golden Age are all intelligently controlled. We only need to set the orientation for them, and they can complete the entire process from launch to destruction by themselves. This orientation does not even need to be particularly accurate. It is almost like the lightning in the hands of the gods.

It’s just as amazing to find your own goals.”

The apprentice shrugged and did not answer.

She is just a powerful assassin and swordsman. The troublesome technological creation in front of her is not her strong point. But what is surprising is that this shadow elf male does not treat women with an attitude that is not respectful.

He earned a whipping

You know, in the shadow elf society where women are superior to men, this phenomenon is impossible to see in any shadow elf city.

It seems that this slave-owning faction does have something.

"Five minutes countdown to launch of the 'Liquidator' type destruction weapon! All unrelated personnel evacuate immediately!"

Following the shout of the shadow elf technician, the crowd around the launch base immediately dispersed. After inputting the coordinates of the Moss Valley, the missile silo that had been dusty for thousands of years slowly opened, and a black streamlined missile was activated and entered.

During the flying process, the rock ceiling used for camouflage above the base was also slowly opened during mechanical operation.

"Let me tell you, this thing is awesome!"

The male shadow elf technician held something like a VR device in his hand and said to the slave owner's apprentice:

"It can use long-range vision to lock the target of the missile. As long as this thing flies over the combat area, you can use this locking device to guide it in the direction. I tried it once in the dark area before, and it felt great.

, as if he had transformed into a god with the power of destruction.

Penny, do you want to try it?"

"ah?"

The female elf said in surprise:

"I don't know anything about this thing, can I do it too?"

"Of course, this is Creator Technology! Do you understand? The power comparable to the gods is displayed in front of us in this small form. You don't need to understand it. You can operate it as long as you are dexterous and sharp enough.

Come on, come on, take it with you and give it a try."

"I'm warning you, don't do anything strange to me after I put on the blindfold. Since our mentor has taken us out of that decadent society, don't use the same tactics as in the past. We shadow elves must learn how to do it.

Self love!

Be dignified!

Get rid of the decadent lifestyle of the past.

understand?"

"I understand, you are getting more and more boring, Penny. We grew up together and were whipped and starved together. I also respect that adult's ideas and that's why I defected with him and you.

Come on, stop talking.

Take it with you, the missile is about to launch.

Listen to my command later and don't mess around. We still have very few missiles in hand, but it doesn't matter. After the ruins downwards of this base are dug out, we will have enough weapons to use."

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"Solar bombing has been charged! It will soon be transferred to precision projection mode! The ground target guidance has been determined, the orientation is in line with the map coordinates, and it is about to be launched!"

The solemn and loud voices of the Songhai war technicians echoed in the bridge of the Origin Pioneer. General Bhopal personally used a periscope-like device to observe the battlefield below, and His Highness Khufu and his brother-in-law had already left.

Got out of the cockpit and went to the lounge.

Obviously, this is because the war in the sky and on the ground is progressing very smoothly, especially the God-killers on the ground who have broken through the obstacles of the hunting elects and penetrated into the depths of the Forbidden Land of the Evil God. This means that the God-killing operation has entered the second stage.

In this case, there is no need for the Crown Prince to sit here personally to boost the morale of the soldiers.

"This terrain is a bit too narrow. In the precision projection mode, it is easy to crush the mountain and bury the Godslayers inside. Reduce the release energy level of the solar bombardment by another fifth, and at the same time reduce the bombing range in the precision mode by one third.

one."

General Bhopal gave the adjustment order, and then the scientific and technological officer of the solar ship asked:

"But in this way, the bombing process that was originally planned to end in three minutes will be extended to about seven minutes. During this process, the solar ship must remain absolutely stationary. Will this bring unnecessary risks to us?"

"good question!"

The old general shrugged and asked:

"Then based on your knowledge, Mr. Science and Technology Officer, how do you think the jackals will attack our solar ship? Call on their evil gods and accelerate the spears in their hands to the point where they can break through the altitude of 10,000 meters.
To be continued...