Survival of the Stars: Rise of the Fourth Scourge

Just as the battleship, the "V3" transport boat quickly fled.

On the ice field behind them, snow-capped mountains billowed with steam.

The ice and snow melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into hot water.

"boom!"

At that moment, there was only an earth-shattering rumbling sound.

A large piece of ice was lifted off and rushed up to an altitude of [-] meters.

The surging flames mixed with ice and snow turned into a huge mushroom cloud.

Just like a volcanic eruption, the scene is very frightening.

The shock waves visible to the naked eye formed waves sweeping around.

The ice field with a radius of hundreds of miles suddenly began to rain shattered ice.

Even in the orbit of the planet, the flagship, Mullen on the bridge, saw the mushroom cloud rising from the Arctic ice sheet.

The dazzling fire is very beautiful.

The surging mushroom cloud of flames lingered for a long time.

Looking at the flaming mushroom cloud rising from the North Pole, the expression on Mullen's face was uncertain.

He was thinking about the origin of that spaceship.

It's a pity that the landing team did not succeed in invading the interior of the spacecraft.

Otherwise, useful information must be obtained in the database.

Unlike now, I am at a loss and don't know anything.

"Colonel Mullen, I have a message from Captain Markus requesting further instructions."

Maybe he was thinking too much.

Before leaving the window, Mullen returned to the captain's position and sat down.

"Notify Captain Markus to continue the mission of eliminating the Ork barbarians."

The Arctic incident was just a blip.

A baffling little episode.

"Owen, immediately tell "the king" what happened here, and describe it as clearly as possible."

"Wang" may have a channel to know some information about the spherical spacecraft.

Mullen was a little concerned about the spherical spacecraft found in the North Pole.

He always felt that the pulse signal was unusual, not like an ordinary distress signal.
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subspace.

In the fuchsia energy world, a huge fleet is sailing.

Imperial fleet, flagship.

The room was dark, only the faint sound of breathing intertwined.

In the darkness, Li Meng, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes.

He got up and sat up.

The moment he got up, the lights in the room turned on.

Stimulated by the light, the two graceful figures beside him also opened their eyes.

"Wang, what's wrong?"

Sierra got up and sat up, she gave a hutch, and asked with tears in her eyes.

As he got up, the blanket on his body fell off immediately.

The white, curvaceous delicate body can be seen at a glance.

The towering twin peaks are like an abyssal demon, and people can't help but look away.

Carla on the other side also got up and stood up.

She didn't speak, just hugged Li Meng's arm.

It seems to be asking, have you had a nightmare?

Facing Kara's worried eyes, Li Meng smiled and rubbed her head.

"Keep sleeping, I just received a message from the astropath."

It turned out to be like this...

The two knew that the "Wang" was a living saint who could communicate with astropaths.

After saying that, Li Meng got up and got out of bed from the end of the bed.

He came to the hanger naked, and put on the golden robe on the hanger.

"King, are you leaving?"

Wang's act of dressing made Sera realize something.

"Well, I have to go somewhere."

Li Meng didn't say where he was going.

I don't understand the two women, because they are Ralph's concubines.

They would spend their entire lives on the ship Ralph served on.

I don't know anything about the outside world.

It may be pitiful, but such is life.

Li Meng could ask Ralph for two daughters, but he would not do so.

He didn't want to change anything. Kara was fine, and Sela was fine, but they were just passers-by in his long life.

Maybe after a long time, he will still remember them.

But that's about it.

Nothing lasts forever.

No matter how long the lifespan of the Apocalypse Clan is, there will be a moment when they die.

The cloning technology of the Commonwealth of Liberal Democrats appears to be able to live forever.

But the body can be copied, the soul cannot.

That is the eternal life of self-deception.

There is only one way to live forever, and that is to ascend.

Whether it is mechanical ascension or spiritual ascension, they can achieve true eternal life.

It's just that compared to the former, the latter will end up worse.

There is a high probability that it will become the bait of subspace creatures.

Of course, nothing is given.

The universe is vast and full of mysteries.

It would not be uncommon if there were civilizations capable of immortality.

He is the "king", and the king is destined to be lonely.

Women are just the spice in his life.

No woman can really walk into his heart.

If there is such a possibility before becoming a living saint.

But after becoming a living saint, everything changed.

Therefore, when dealing with women, Li Meng has always lived among thousands of flowers and never touched his body.

Even if it touches the body, it is also for political purposes.

For example, Erusa, the descendant of the prophet of the Taruru tribe.

"It's still early, go to sleep, I'll be back in three months at most."

After the words fell, Li Meng thought, and the portal to the subspace opened again.

In the eyes of the two women, Li Meng stepped into the purple vortex.

It wasn't until the purple-red vortex collapsed and disappeared that the two women looked away.

The two fell on the bed, far apart, silent.

When the "Wang" was there, the two were frank and didn't care about each other.

As long as Wang likes it, they don't care about playing crazy.

If the king is gone, they will become themselves again.

This made the atmosphere a little awkward.
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Apocalypse.

Fortresses of the August family.

Since the accident a year ago, Apocalypse has changed to a new owner.

All the changes are happening quietly.

To civilians, they didn't notice the change at all.

Their lives are no different from before.

In the eyes of the major forces, the Augustus family is no longer the Augustus family it was a year ago.

They want to do something, but find there is nowhere to start.

Although the owner of Apocalypse has changed, nothing has changed.

The situation on Apocalypse remains the same, business and trade are still operating normally.

The main castle, in the hall.

"You have done a good job, but this is not enough. We must accumulate strength, build more warships, contact various shipyards, let them work at full capacity, and build as many warships as possible. There is no upper limit."

Hearing this, Baze, Adeline, and Rose looked at each other.

Why does the mistress feel something is wrong today.

In the past, the mistress would be calm and elegant in everything she encountered.

But today's mistress seemed a little anxious.

Not a single ship from the August family's main fleet came back, which damaged the strength of the August family.

Replenishment of warships is indeed a very urgent matter.

But this kind of thing can't be rushed.

Even if several shipyards on Apocalypse are working at full capacity.

Without a few decades, don't even think about returning to its heyday.

"Mistress, shipbuilding is not a problem. We have enough shipyards and enough technicians, but we don't have enough rare resources. If we buy from Sifang Chamber of Commerce, we may have big financial problems in a few years. "