Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

As expected.

The Comoros Task Force of the French Foreign Legion that was charging in the direction of Moroni and attacking had all returned to normal, but that was only the trick of the artifact spirit. Clearly, a considerable number of soldiers had not returned to normal. They hid and waited for an opportunity.

Now they had started.

The French commander immediately contacted the troops and heard intense gunshots and intense screams. He had been stabbed in the back by his comrades who usually helped each other. Such an experience would probably make them suffer from the most serious PTSD and make the trust and honor built by this army disappear.

It seemed that the name of this overseas special task force was about to be removed.

Kang De watched coldly from the side and swept his surroundings with a sharp gaze. He did not believe that the internal strife of the Foreign Legion's special task force was only because the artifact spirit wanted to hear it. This ghost who was unknown if it was a human or a ghost was clearly very good at using his ability and advantage to achieve his goal by controlling others and causing chaos.

In other words, the internal strife and exchange of fire in the special task force must be the other party's method.

Create chaos, divert attention, and take advantage of the situation.

In other words…

—It wants to lure me over.

'Then I won't.'

When it involved the scheme of this old demon who had lived hundreds of years ago, the lives of those French soldiers were insignificant. He was not responsible for the safety of these people. Saving them was a good deed and upholding kindness. If he did not save them, it was the result of weighing the pros and cons. There was no need to blame himself for this.

However, other than rationality, there were also favors in this world.

The French lieutenant colonel roared into the communication device. The situation was clearly very bad.

He wanted to rush back immediately, but he realized that it was useless even if he returned. The night battle, moreover, was a sneak attack from behind by his former comrades. The soldiers did not know who was controlled at all, so they did not know who to believe. Even if Napoleon was reborn, he could not turn the tide in such a battle.

However, someone could.

He looked at Kang De and strode over. He took off his military cap and bowed deeply.

Then he spoke.

The king whispered, "He asked you to save his soldiers. For this, they're willing to surrender to you."

Kang De's gaze was cold.

The commander maintained his bow and turned his head to shout to the side. The French ambassador, who had been "invited" by Comoros, had been pulling a long face and assuming the background pattern, but now he had no choice but to stand up.

Human lives were precious, especially on the surface.

This was especially true for politicians.

The king translated his words, "He hopes that you can provide the necessary and compassionate help to innocent soldiers. They're soldiers and fathers, sons, and husbands…"

Kang De sneered.

"Why didn't you tell him that Moroni and Comoros not only have fathers, sons, and husbands, but also mothers, wives, and daughters? Isn't their life theirs?"

When the king heard this, he replied, "I won't say that, because I'm the king of Comoros now. The conversation between the head of state and the ambassador of another country shouldn't have an outlet for anger. It's meaningless to embarrass and shame him. In the end, he's only a mouthpiece. However, he's right about one thing. The soldiers of this French army are innocent."

Kang De turned to look at him. "Do you want me to save these French people?"

"From my point of view, my answer is yes. I have to be honest. I have no pity for the lives of these French people. I don't want to understand the pain of their relatives, but answering the French pleading at this time, especially in this situation, will give Comoros more points and initiative."

Chacate II said seriously, "Although it's satisfying to see the French reap what they sowed and suffer heavy casualties, to me, it's far less valuable than the rewards and concessions the French paid for this."

At this point, the black king added, "Of course, it's still your decision."

Kang De thought for a moment.

Perhaps this was the goal of the artifact spirit to use this method to make him leave and do things.

Of course, Kang De could choose to waste time here so that guy could not find a chance to attack. However, now that the enemy was in the dark and he was in the light, the greatest problem was that he could not lock onto the other party's location.

Even if it could not find a chance to attack now, that guy would continue to hide and find another good opportunity. A guy who could casually control people's hearts, be impossible to guard against, and be unpredictable was too difficult to deal with.

Things would only become more troublesome.

In particular, the last battle in the other world was about to begin…

Therefore,

He would beat it at its own game and see if he could lure it out.

Kang De looked at the king. "That ancient artifact spirit's target might be you. That's only its trick to lure me away. If I save the French, you'll be at risk. Is that fine?"

King Chakat asked, "If this happens, can you rush back immediately?"

Kang De shrugged. "I'll come back immediately, but you know that the danger is still there."

"I believe you," the king said with a smile. "Go do it. This is something I have to bear as a king."

Kang De touched his pocket imperceptibly and took out a talisman to defend against mind control. He reached out and patted the king's shoulder. He gently placed this talisman in the other party's chest pocket. "This will protect you. Don't take it out, don't look surprised, and don't show it to anyone."

He had only given things from the other world, especially magic items, to his father and Xiaoman. This concerned trust, a lot of trust. After all, once the power of the country obtained this magical item, it would probably cause a huge mess. Clearly, the king had not obtained this level of trust.

However, he had to add insurance.

Chakat II's expression was as usual as he smiled.

"Then tell this Frenchman to get into the car immediately with his people and leave Moroni. No one is allowed to stay. Go to his unit's location now. I'm only responsible for returning these people to normal. I don't care about anything else. It's his business to reorganize the team and clean up the mess."

The king immediately translated. The gray-haired lieutenant colonel straightened up and saluted Kang De. Then, he said the extremely awkward word "thank you".

Just like in the past few decades, although most Chinese people did not speak English, they would also speak a few words like "thank you" and "hello". Although many foreigners did not speak Chinese, they knew how to say "hello" and "thank you"—the era was always moving forward.

Kang De ignored him.

The giant eagle flapped its wings and climbed up. Kang De disappeared from where he was and did the same in the sky. He spread out his flying squirrel wings and slid in the direction the king had pointed out.

He liked this method of traveling more and more now.

"'Father."

Horus had been paying attention here through a video transmission. "Do you need me to protect the king?"

As Kang De adjusted his direction, he said to the microphone pinned to his chest, "No need… pfft, pfft, pfft! D*mn, it's really difficult to speak in the wind. In short, there's no need! Focus on protecting my father!"

As he had said to the king, this was his decision, his own choice.

Of course, the risk had to be taken by the king himself.

There was no reason to transfer the Transformers who were protecting his father to protect the king.

Under the continuous acceleration of the flying squirrel wings to nearly 200 kilometers per hour, the French temporarily stopped at the encampment and quickly arrived. Gunshots sounded over there, and there were soldiers shouting loudly. There were even explosions and flames. The battle was very lively. Kang De even saw a few people who had already begun to snatch the armored vehicle.

Apart from disbanding on the spot and removing their name, there was no other way for this army.

This was because, after tonight, these soldiers no longer trusted each other.

Kang De descended from the sky and activated the Dispel Scroll. An invisible ripple spread and his mental control was cut off. The controlled people woke up one after another and revealed horrified expressions, not knowing what had happened.

The soldiers who were not controlled were still firing and counterattacking.

The soldiers of both sides relied on armored vehicles, chariots, and other bunkers. The gunshots still did not stop. Light streaked through the sky, and flames filled and burned. Kang De had already hidden far away to avoid being taken care of by stray bullets. He called the king. "Are you alright on your side? Teach me a few words of French."

"There's no situation so far—what do you want to learn?"

"Attention, all of you. You who have resisted for six weeks, throw away your rifles and raise your white flags. Let me see your raised hands and the tan marks under your armpits."

"…Are you serious?"

"Of course not. Tell these idiots to cease fire immediately and wait for their commander to come."

The king brewed a few words. Kang De took a deep breath and roared. He even stuck in a calming scroll to comfort his mind. The consumption of these scrolls had to be reimbursed by France. One should cost ten million euros.

He had even thought of an excuse.

—If these soldiers were all dead, how much would the compensation cost?

"Soldiers of the Foreign Legion's Comoros Task Force, cease fire immediately. Your commander, Lieutenant Colonel Verley, is about to arrive here. The mental control has been removed. You're safe. There's no need to shoot at your comrades. I'll repeat it again. You're already safe. Wait for your commander on the spot!"

In the end, the spell played its role and forced these frightened and extremely excited soldiers to slowly calm down. Kang De relayed the king's translation and asked the officers to appear to maintain order and wait.

He maintained a positive connection with the king, but he did not teleport back. That artifact spirit was very cunning. If it hid in this army and left, he would have fallen into a trap again.

After a while, the car rumbled. The commander of this army, Lieutenant Colonel Verley, who had begged Kang De earlier, had already driven over at lightning speed. It was difficult for him. Moroni's night road felt like it had driven out of the F1 track. This soldier valued his soldiers quite a lot.

"Translate, King. Tell him to organize the soldiers as quickly as possible and count the people. I want to search everyone and all the vehicles. I won't say anything threatening. He should know the severity."

Lieutenant Colonel Verley was only stunned. Then, he saluted Kang De and began to reorganize.

This foreign army of more than 400 people suffered heavy casualties. After all, they were not prepared at all. Now, even if they stopped fighting, many soldiers had yet to react. They put down their guns, gritted their teeth tightly, and their eyes were trembling. Soldiers were also humans, not made of iron.

The soldiers who were controlled to shoot at their comrades were even worse. Almost all of them lowered their heads and their bodies were trembling. They could not even stand up, like children who had done something wrong.

The entire army was filled with despair.

Kang De only sighed at this. He had heard of the reputation of the Foreign Legion. A superpower that controlled people's hearts could completely disperse the cohesion of an army. The modern army was extremely powerful, but from another perspective, it was also extremely fragile, because people were still the core of the army.

He was deep in thought.

At the same time, he paid close attention to his surroundings.

The artifact spirit, a troublesome enemy, had not been captured. It really troubled him. The battle of Red Maple City was imminent. If he did not resolve his worries, how could he enter the next battle?

However, where was it?

What did he want to do?

The king still stood on the spot. He left the giant eagle in the sky and there were also mechanical beetles and guardian mechanisms lying in ambush around him. Chakat II was wearing a talisman to defend his mental control, and he could also quickly return through the spatial anchor—but the accident did not happen. The artifact spirit had not taken any further actions.

Waiting was the most difficult.

Now, he had to search this French army first.

At this moment.

Moroni.

Chinese Embassy.

This was the most tightly guarded place and the safest place. The armed police officer on duty paid attention to everything around him. Suddenly, an armed police officer saw a uniformed figure walking over from the other side of the road with a heavy box.

"Stop where you are!" The police officer raised his gun and said, "Stop! Stop!"

"Alright! Alright!"

The person replied in English. He placed the box on the ground and raised his hands high, indicating that he was harmless. "I'm a member of the French Embassy and have been ordered to meet your ambassador in secret. My government won't admit the existence of this secret meeting. This is highly confidential. I have identification. Please come and check…"

The armed police officers exchanged glances. One of them said a few words into the walkie-talkie. The other two raised their guns and carefully approached. They crossed the bar. From the beginning to the end, the man was very cooperative.

"He's from the French Embassy. I know him. I've seen him when I ate outside…"

An armed police warrior whispered, "Search."

His companion said, "What's in the box? Open it slowly! Immediately!"

"Alright! Alright! It's only a memo and documents. Please don't be nervous. I'll open it here and push it over. I don't have any hostility. Please look…"

The Frenchman, who had been lowering his head slightly, slowly opened the lead box.

The substance sealed by heavy metal leaked a trace of aura.

A light seemed to flash inside.

The attention of the two soldiers was immediately attracted. They slowly approached and a voice in their hearts sounded. Approach, see clearly, see what was inside…

At this moment, a sharp horn suddenly sounded.

Several xenon headlights were immediately illuminated. A pillar of light shot over from behind, and then the roar of an engine. The well-trained warriors immediately became nervous. In the next moment, the Hummer that had been parked in the courtyard collided.

The two armed police officers felt something like an arm push them to the sides. Their bodies flew out like they were riding a cloud. Then, they felt a slight numbness on their necks and were shot by something.

In an instant, he fainted.

The Frenchman looked up in surprise, revealing the golden light shining in his blue eyes. He saw a driverless Hummer. The weapon station armed to the teeth rose, and eight muzzles were aimed at him.

Cannon fire rumbled.

In an instant, this Frenchman was swept into a pool of rotten meat.

It only took a few seconds for his body to tremble and disappear. The Chinese Embassy and the two embassies of the neighbor became nervous at the same time. All kinds of shouts sounded in a row.

The thing in the lead box rolled out.

A ball shining with golden light slowly rolled.

Horus immediately felt that this ball seemed to be the entire world.

The call he sensed outside the king's mausoleum was thousands of times stronger. It was in front of him.

The armed police of the embassy was already rushing out. Soldiers from the American and French embassies next door also ran out. There were many people and eyes. They had to move immediately.

A mechanical arm quickly stretched out and grabbed the golden ball.

"Father!"

After sensing that trace of leaked aura, Horus immediately took action. When the dust settled, it thought of informing its father, "Its goal is the embassy. I…"

Kang De said in surprise, "What?"

In the next moment, what sounded in the receiver was his iron son's sudden painful roar.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

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