National development: I build a base on rock beasts

Chapter 666 Anxious Cult Leader
Just when Duan Ming was thinking about whether to drag Arlia into the water, Bond took out a memory card from his pocket and handed it to Duan Ming.

"This is the cult's power distribution map in the nearby star field. I hope it can be useful to you. I can only do this now. I hope you can repel the cult."

Seeing this, Duan Ming quickly took it, and solemnly said: "Leave it to me, if they come here, I will definitely let them come and go!"

After the promise, Duan Ming turned around and said to the crowd: "You wait here first, and troops will come to meet you soon. The governance of Mine 26 planet depends on you."

Hearing Duan Ming's words, everyone hastily responded.

After learning that the cult might make a comeback, Duan Ming didn't stay any longer and hurried back to the fleet.

At the same time, on a dwarf planet a few light years away from Planet Mine 26, a group of cult priests wearing various robes are holding a ceremony.

As many priests began to chant, the light on the altar gradually became dazzling.

However, just when everyone thought they were about to succeed, the altar suddenly shattered, and everyone who was singing was also backlashed, and all spit out a mouthful of old blood.

After taking a breath, everyone walked to the altar and began to check the reason for the failure.

One of the gloomy old men looked at the broken part of the altar and analyzed: "The purity of the ore is not enough, we need more rare ore."

Another skinny old man said: "In that case, let Mine 26 send more ore. By the way, remember to sacrifice the craftsman who made the altar."

"Whoever created such a tofu project should be killed by a thousand knives."

Hearing the thin old man's words, the guards at the side immediately went to carry it out.

However, after a while, the guard came back with an ugly face.

Seeing this, the skinny old man was a little confused and said: "What's wrong? If you are not an old man, the people below will stop."

The guard hurriedly explained in panic: "My lord, it is not. The news just came from the front line that Mine 26 planet has fallen."

"As for those craftsmen, they have already integrated with the altar when they forged the altar."

Hearing what the guard said, the skinny old man frowned.

"Mine 26 has fallen? What is Bishop Maude doing? Even if the civil strife in Kyria is over and the Royal Army fights over, they should be able to defend for a while."

Hearing the thin old man's question, the guard had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "Bishop Maud has already fought to the death with the priests stationed there."

"It was not the Kyriah Kingdom Army that attacked Mine 26, but an unknown fleet."

Hearing what the guard said, the thin old man's brows frowned even tighter.

At this moment, a witch with tattoos all over her face sneered: "Mode, no, I told him to change his name a long time ago. Now it's all right, not only the planet is gone, but he himself is gone."

"But then again, your Devil Tower Sect is really getting more and more hip. Now that any force pops up, it can snatch things from your hands."

Being ridiculed by the witch, the emaciated old man's originally unhappy mood turned into anger.

He cursed at the witch directly: "You old witch! You can't speak and no one treats you as dumb!"

The witch on the opposite side refused to give in and scolded: "Why, don't let others say it. You Demon Tower Cult just can't do it."

"The bishop has an unlucky name called Maude, and the pope also has an unlucky name called Bu Xing. If you don't have one, the other won't."

"Those who know it are a cult, those who don't know think you are here to make a joke."

Under the witch's cynicism, the thin old man's face flushed with anger, and boundless coercion overflowed from his body, obviously looking like he was going to do something.

Seeing this, the witch did not back down, and the same powerful ominous aura gushed out, ready to fight each other.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, an old man with a goatee said in a deep voice: "It's almost enough, you really want to fight here!"

As soon as the goat old man opened his mouth, the skinny old man and the witch lost their momentum instantly, snorted coldly at each other, and sat back to their original positions.

Seeing that the two had calmed down, the old goat man said to the guard, "Tell me about the specific situation."

The guards who were left aside heard this and quickly reported the situation on the front line to everyone.

"An unbreakable shield, a powerful and strange weapon. What do you think of the enemy's situation?"

The old goat touched it and asked everyone.

The old man who first analyzed the cause of the broken altar said: "They should have mastered a more efficient energy source, thus upgrading their weapons and shields.

"According to its characteristics, it should be antimatter."

Everyone was surprised when they heard the old man's words.

One of them said: "How is it possible? To reach that level, I don't know how much antimatter is consumed."

"With this amount, even if it empties the nearby star field, it won't be enough."

Regarding this person's question, the witch put forward a different view.

"What if it is a person of a higher civilization? They may have mastered a method similar to man-made antimatter."

"After all, there is a principle for the formation of antimatter. As long as you master the principle and overcome the technical difficulties, artificial synthesis is not impossible."

After hearing what the witch said, everyone fell silent.

Everyone felt that what the witch said was very likely, but they were unwilling to believe it.

After all, they have worked hard for so long, sacrificed sacrifices and made terrible deals with evil gods to develop their power to this level.

Before it had time to expand further into neighboring countries, it encountered opponents from more advanced civilizations.

This is like a novice, just out of the Novice Village, when he encounters full-level players looking for a sense of superiority blocking the door.

Its mood can be imagined.

Just when everyone fell silent and felt sad for the future, an old man said: "Everyone, don't be discouraged. As long as we complete the altar, we can contact that lord."

"It is inevitable to obtain the knowledge of a higher-level civilization. At that time, it is not a matter at all to master the advanced civilization of anti-matter."

"At that time, maybe those of us who are engaged in mysticism can have a wave of technological advancement!"

Hearing the old man's words, everyone turned their heads and looked at each other with eyes like looking at a fool.

The witch scolded with a smile: "Your youngest's dementia should be cured. Without the rare mine of mine 26, how can we complete the altar, how can we perform rituals, and how can we soar in technology?"

"It won't be long before we snatch it back?" the old man asked in confusion.

Everyone sighed in unison, and said, "It's because we don't know if we can get it back, so we are worried! If we can get it back, then we are still talking about yarn?"

The question went around in circles and back again.

However, the old man who raised his opinion still didn't react.He kept muttering: "I think my method is pretty good? How come no one agrees?"

Just when the cult's top management was in a state of desperation, Duan Ming also returned to the fleet and began intense preparations for the battle.

(End of this chapter)