Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

It seemed that this ability… could only be used to hit his son?

As soon as this thought appeared, as far as his gaze could see, Horus, who was half kneeling on the ground, suddenly let out a cracking sound and stood up.

The golden light in its eyes converged. It looked up at Kang De with a deep and calm gaze.

"Father, you've made me proud again."

"…These words are really impressive." Kang De flashed in front of him, "You're going to transform into a Cosmic Emperor?"

The Transformer touched his head and said shyly, "Alright… I don't think so."

Kang De said again, "Then perform a nuclear bomb for me."

"…I don't think so."

"Then expand into a GDI frontline combat base."

"There doesn't seem to be such a function…"

Kang De was furious. He felt like he had been scammed for painstakingly earning money to enroll his child in a tuition class but had not learned anything. Did he f*cking learn quantum fluctuation speed reading?

No wonder he had just learned two skills to hit his son! It should be used now!

His eyes were like lightning as he smiled insincerely, "Tell me what changes you've had first? My f*cking brain was about to shut down just now. The amount of information in that ball is enough for the entire world to see for ten thousand years. Tell me, after you swallowed this thing, do you feel anything different now?"

The Transformer focused and pondered, recalling and thinking.

Then, he did an honest good child.

"It feels like…" he said honestly, "I'm hungry."

Kang De raised his hand expressionlessly.

"Wait!"

Horus sensed a dangerous aura and quickly said, "I've stored that information! That's pure knowledge! Storing and learning are two different things! However, I'll work hard!"

Kang De looked at the unfilial son who was shouting, "I'll definitely study seriously and do well next time."

He smiled sinisterly.

The Transformer shouted, "Father! Father! The knowledge in that ball fused with the soul of that artifact spirit. I also know how to use mental strength! This can allow me to control those puppets!"

Space reversed and a thick street lamp was placed in front of Kang De. His father reached out and weighed it.

Horus shouted, "Father! I feel that my mind, soul, and mental strength have become much more agile. In the future, the efficiency of processing ammunition and enchanted weapons should greatly increase!"

His father's meaningful gaze finally disappeared.

The streetlight returned to its original position. Kang De looked at Horus, who was close at hand, and smiled.

"Thank you for your hard work."

From the looks of it, the artifact spirit's goal from the beginning was Kang De.

Therefore, it would not go to Comoros. It would control Little Bob to continuously cause trouble for Kang De.

Previously, in the confrontation at the airport, it had pretended to negotiate with Kang De. This was actually a trap. The content of the negotiation was meaningless. Its true goal was the flaw in the end.

It pretended to be Horus and lured Kang De to destroy the golden ball.

The mental tentacles of the artifact spirit were accumulating strength. Once their bodies touched, they could immediately control him.

Just as the artifact spirit had said, the world was filled with lies and deception. It had never believed that Kang De would negotiate with it or keep its promise.

Coincidentally, Kang De was the same.

Then, it could explain why the artifact spirit had appeared at the Chinese Embassy.

The person it wanted to kidnap was Kang De's father.

However, it did not expect that the person in charge of guarding the embassy was a mechanical lifeform that could sense Tacitus. After the host it controlled was killed by random shots, the artifact spirit revealed a moment of despair. However, when it discovered that this car was an intelligent lifeform, another door opened.

It simply kidnapped Horus because, through its iron son's last communication with Kang De, it realized that this was also a perfect hostage, enough for Kang De to step into its trap.

However, after thinking about it, it was meaningless.

However, Horus had taken the bullet for Kang De's father. That was the truth.

Kang De smiled. "Thank you."

"My pleasure, Father," Horus said. "Thank you for not giving up on me, especially for what you said to it. I'll remember it."

Kang De said, "You can forget."

His iron son nodded and said, "Yes, it's not anything shameful. Relatively speaking."

Kang De heard a certain subtext, "…Relatively?"

Horus pulled a long face. "Father, is this the time to talk about this?"

Kang De looked at his watch and nodded. "You're right. It's time to go back. We've consumed a lot of time and don't have much time left for Goethe… Let's move. The war is not over."

"I understand, Father. I've been preparing."

With a clang, his iron son turned back into the Hummer. Kang De touched the hood and revealed a strange expression, "…I do have a feeling that you've become different. Don't you?"

Horus replied honestly, "I only feel hungry and want to eat."

"What do you want to eat?"

"I don't know… I just want to eat it."

Kang De looked around. Weapons, ammunition, spears, and cannons were all filled. "These?"

"No, not these…" His son had become picky. "These are a little disgusting."

"Alright, then let's go to the airport to take our assets and see what there is to eat over there."

Kang De activated his ability and returned to Earth. At this moment, the morning sun had already risen and the sky had become bright. This shocked Kang De. However, on second thought, it had taken a certain amount of time to accept the Tacitus inheritance.

The huge Centurion War Armor still stayed where it was.

It had been summoned by Kang De to suppress its controlled iron son. When it brought Horus to the white fog world, it had left this big guy where it was. Now, the huge giant stood in silence. A group of mercenaries stood far, close away. From the uniforms, they were all Little Bob's subordinates.

Heavy machine guns and portable anti-tank missile launchers had been moved nearby. A few mercenaries were holding welding equipment as they surrounded the Centurion armor and tried to cut it. A few were still taking photos.

D*mn, did these b*stards not run?

Kang De flashed out from where he was, scaring the few people who approached until they shouted.

The mercenaries pulled the bolt and raised their guns at Kang De.

Kang De snapped his fingers. Time did not slow down. As expected, the skill he had awakened earlier was only used in the white fog world. Instead of calling it a skill, it was more like authority.

What a pity.

The Centurion War Armor rumbled. The frost jet on his left arm spat out an intense cold stream that instantly froze the people closest to him. With the naked eye, the bodies of these mercenaries immediately froze, and their bodies emitted a tooth-aching crackling sound.

Kang De punched one of the ice sculptures into pieces. He stretched out his hand and pointed. The war armor turned back into a huge copper ball and collided with the heavy weapon that was about to fire.

His phone vibrated. Kang De picked up and the king was clearly relieved. "You finally picked up…"

Kang De said, "There was a small accident and it's being wrapped up. The matter has been resolved."

The king said nervously, "What about that thing?"

Kang De thought for a moment and said, "It's here."

Tacitus was extracted and decomposed by the power of the Fire Thief, and the artifact spirit was reduced to dust. The huge knowledge contained in the ball was divided between Kang De, Horus, and the white fog world, but how could such a thing be explained clearly? What if he announced that it had been smashed and fragments?

The foreigner definitely did not believe it and must feel that Kang De had pocketed it. That was a divine artifact that could control people's hearts. It would definitely be extremely afraid of the various governments and speculate about him with the greatest malice.

Things would be very troublesome.

Helpless, Kang De could only think of a countermeasure.

Since Tacitus had been swallowed by his iron son… he would make another one.

He did not have this skill, but the other world did. Alchemists, high-level craftsmen, and the power of magic only needed to hit a golden ball as it was and carve some bewitching mental arrays into it, followed by a self-destruction device. As long as an external force touched the inner core slightly, it would activate the self-destruction. It was very good.

At that time, be it destroying this thing publicly or throwing it to the five permanent members to study and supervise together, in short, it had nothing to do with Kang De if it was broken.

After thinking about it, only this plan could resolve the problem to the greatest extent to avoid trouble.

However, he had to find Goethe craftsmen and alchemists to do this after winning the battle of Red Maple City.

It did not matter if he lost.

Then, there was no need to lie.

On the phone, the king said, "What do you plan to do with it?"

Kang De said, "Such a thing is very dangerous. Even if it's held by the country, it's inevitable that it won't be taken advantage of and cause endless future trouble. What I mean is that destroying it is naturally done under the joint presence of various countries. As for who's qualified to participate in the entrance or what other plan there is, we can slowly discuss it."

The king said, "It's fine if you decide. Let's discuss it when we return."

The centurion barged forward, accompanied by the sound of guns, screams, and pleading.

Chakat II was stunned, "What's that sound?"

Kang De said indifferently, "I don't know. I don't know French."

These people had run to invade Comoros. It could be explained as obeying orders and being controlled to fire at Kang De. It could also be said that they had no choice. However, after breaking free from their control, not only did they not escape, they even tried to study and cut the Centurion War Armor. How could a group of mercenaries who had failed their mission and their leader had been killed be so stable and bold? Clearly, they had obeyed a new order or had their own ideas.

What else was there to say?

He put on his glasses with a life detection function and joined the hunt, chasing after the remaining mercenaries hidden in the airport. In the face of spells, they could not hide.

The king called again, "Kang De, the French ambassador protested to me. He said that these mercenaries have already turned themselves in to the French government and surrendered to the Comoros government. They belong to prisoners of war and non-threatening targets. They ask you to stop the attack immediately and not hurt French citizens…"

Kang De sneered, "Are the mercenaries who slaughtered civilians suitable for Geneva?"

"They'll say that the massacre was mind-controlled… you know. They always have something to say," the king said. "I'm on your side, but the French won't. By the way, that Foreign Legion Comoros Task Force is maneuvering in the direction of the Western Airport. They're ordered to pick up those French citizens."

Kang De sneered, "Dogsh*t, what happened to surrender?"

"The commander of the special task force, which is also Lieutenant Colonel Verley, who begged you last night, announced that the special task force had already put down their weapons and surrendered to you, so they refused to accept the order. Then, they were dismissed on the spot and all the soldiers who followed him were dealt with together and sentenced to be deserters who had lost their honor… The others were thick-skinned and pretended that nothing had happened. A group of shameless idiots."

The king mocked a few times and said, "But the problem is that it's best if you don't exchange fire with this army. After all, they're still the regular army of France… I'm already organizing people and will arrive soon. I think the special task force ran to the Western Airport not so much to pick up those mercenaries, but because they want to quickly deal with the things in the Western Airport, those military resources."

The many resources transported to the western airport in advance were prepared for Little Bob's mercenaries and the upcoming French Intervention Army. The plan this time was considered to have been smashed. The French did not obtain anything and instead caused trouble. They had to decisively cut their losses. Apart from cutting ties with the Burroughs family, they also had to erase some evidence and traces of their involvement in this matter.

Among them were the resources in the airport.

Kang De clicked his tongue and said, "They're really shameless."

"That's how it's been."

The king was no longer surprised. As the head of a country, even in a small country like Comoros, his horizons and knowledge had surpassed ordinary people, especially the evil of humans, the cruelty of the world, and the essence of the so-called international order… were very disgusting.

He said, "The key problem is you. What should we do about this?"

What should he do?

Were these guys here to deal with the resources at the airport?

What a joke. This place already had the surname Kang!

The king suggested, "Do you want to come back now? Even if these resources are destroyed by the French, it doesn't matter. I still have a way to disgust them."

Kang De smiled. "There's no need. I'll wait for them here. I've already taken down the Western Airport."

Because of this, the last three mercenaries who tried to drive away were smashed flat by the centurion who chased after them. This airport occupied by Little Bob's subordinates had been taken back by Kang De by force and was now under his control.

The moment he said "I took it down", Kang De suddenly had a strange feeling. However, this feeling only appeared for a moment, like an illusion. He could not figure it out, nor did he have the time to figure it out.

He hung up, retracted the centurion, and came to an airport warehouse to release his iron son.

The airport had long been pulled. The surveillance system had also suffered a chain of lightning. Horus calmly transformed. In the vast space, boxes were neatly arranged.

Kang De asked, "Do you want to eat it?"

These guns, ammunition, and rockets were not fragrant.

His iron son rubbed his stomach in an image and shook his head. "It's not these. They don't taste good…"

"…Then quickly move them to the white fog world. Leave 20% and bury the mines. Wait for the French to deal with them and send them away together."

Kang De raised a box of autocannon shells. "You… Hey, what are you looking at?"

His iron son looked up at a 45-degree angle. His gaze pierced the thick concrete wall of the warehouse and looked at the sky.

"Food, food…" Horus muttered. "There's delicious food there…"

"Where?"

At the same time, the combat effective soldiers of the Comoros Task Force rode a mobile armored vehicle and quickly drove towards the western airport. The new commander sat on the roof and used his communication device to mobilize morale, "This is not our fault, not anyone's fault. There's no right or wrong, only orders. There's only the interests of France. When we joined the Foreign Legion, we once swore to…"

Suddenly, he heard a bang ahead.

Visible fireballs and pillars of smoke rose into the air in the direction of the airport.

"It's a laser-guided bomb! Why…"

Before he could finish speaking, a familiar sound sounded behind him. This sound was so familiar that the soldiers heard it. They stuck their heads out of the car and looked at the sky.

The commander had the best view. He turned.

Then, he revealed an incredulous expression.

He saw steel wings rush down from the clouds and continuously lower their height as they rushed towards the western airport not far away. The sky was filled with sound-barrier explosions.

In the binoculars, the cluster bombs on the mount were clearly visible.

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