This is not mechanical ascension.

Chapter 371 Doomsday Judgment Qinglong... is actually a divine craftsman! ?

"You!" Only then did Abel react. Anger and shame suddenly arose in his heart, and a sense of humiliation of being teased came over him.

But before this flash of lightning, he still reacted, intending to raise his head and question the governing holy elephant in order to restore the public opinion that might spread.

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However, as soon as he raised his head, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. He saw that the huge body of the Holy Elephant had stiffened in place, and the crystal on its head was flickering.

It actually cracked, and then the mechanical body, which was comparable to a mountain, began to melt like winter snow under the warm sun.

Really destroyed myself.

It was over, and Abel couldn't help but feel a sense of despair in his heart.

She would rather destroy herself than serve him. This is the strongest evidence.

In the imperial aircraft, Prince Costa's face was as cold as ice, and the void around him fluctuated unsteadily, which was enough to prove the anger in the prince's heart.

Who can explain to him why he is in this situation.

"Sir, the communication center requires the consent of the Yongyao Federation and the Star Cluster Republican Alliance." Gaunt reported helplessly.

Costat looked at the other two people with cold eyes, Crowe said expressionlessly, "We still have emergency data, which is being transmitted, and the communication cannot be interrupted."

How could they live up to the empire's wishes for such a big matter and make it easy for them.

Dius's eyes were strange, it turned out to be like this, but there was an unspeakable weird feeling, everything seemed to be connected at this moment.

"No wonder there is such a big momentum. The people behind it seem to have expected this scene." She felt suddenly enlightened.

"The accusations are certain and known to everyone in the world. It is difficult for the Machinists Association not to react."

Although she was gloating in her heart, she could not help but be wary.

The people behind the scenes seem to be targeting the Star Abyss Empire now, but there is no guarantee that one day they will not target the Yongyao Federation.

"Haha, so interesting..."

There was untimely laughter, and Prince Costart didn't even turn his head, as if he already knew who it was.

Dius and Crowe were also not surprised and had received the news long ago.

Prince Ryan walked over, stepped into the aircraft, and said, "I didn't expect to see such an interesting scene as soon as I arrived."

His mood improved a lot. The royal family had caused a lot of trouble this time, but when he saw Polk being controlled, his face still darkened.

The Mechanical Soul Master stood up suddenly, and the Creator Master said angrily: "This Holy Elephant does things without considering the consequences."

The Mechanical Soul Master's voice was solemn, but he sighed leisurely, "Self-destruction, this governing holy elephant can be considered loyal, but it is really the hand of the empire."

"He is loyal, so what should we do?" the creator said coldly, "This is forcing us to have a clear stand with the empire!"

The Mechanical Soul Master didn't say anything, just looked at the destroyed domination icon.

Blackbeard was dumbfounded, looking at the governing icon that dissipated in the void like light particles.

"Is the plan accomplished just like that?"

It was unbelievable to him. They had already accepted the reality, but in the end, the situation took a direction that he had not expected at all, and cleverly achieved the result they wanted.

Was the Hammersmith really killed by the Starry Empire?

On second thought, he thought of this shocking fact again.

Before, they had only speculated, and more often than not framed him first, but now they are almost beaten to death, and the ruling holy elephant has self-destructed, and there is no evidence to prove it, and it must not be eliminated again.

He took a long breath to calm down the turmoil in his heart, but then he thought about the conditions that the pioneer promised to Qinglong.

"Oh, if I had known this, I wouldn't have had to..." Halfway through the thought, Blackbeard's expression froze again, "That's not right, it's still wrong..."

"Even if he wants to accuse the empire, there is no need to choose Abel to rule the sacred elephant. If it is true as he said, he should try his best to avoid the process of selecting Abel."

Blackbeard didn't quite believe that the Holy Elephant could not have even the slightest interference.

Others didn't know that they had a deal with Qinglong, but Blackbeard knew it very well. His face was uncertain, "Is it possible that this matter is related to Qinglong..."

Many thoughts passed through his mind, and he was not sure, but no matter what, their plan was successful.

At this moment, the many mechanics who were watching were already boiling with excitement, their faces turned red, and they loudly shouted the name of the Holy Elephant.

The curses disappeared and were replaced by unparalleled praise.

The self-destruction of the ruling holy elephant was completely sublimated. No one questioned the truth or falsehood of what he said. This was the truth that he had paid for with his life.

The power of group impulse is terrifying. Li Ming even saw a mechanic pointing at Abel's nose and scolding him.

Abel's face turned pale, knowing that he had been completely fooled.

The selection and assessment of the Holy Elephant was a scam in itself, and everything done before was to expose this truth at this moment.

He instantly realized that even choosing himself as his successor had probably been carefully considered by the Holy Elephant.

If the successors were Estelle and the others, their empire would still have something to say. This was a slander from the enemy.

If Li Ming is chosen, then after the Holy Elephant makes these moves, Li Ming will only die.

He was the only one who left the empire speechless and swallowed this bitter pill.

His so-called victory over others is just a joke.

He clenched his fists silently, but his expression gradually calmed down. What happened has happened, and what he needs to think about now is how to end it and make up for it.

The successor of the Hammersmith became a joke, and the Holy Elephant even destroyed itself.

All he got was some useless knowledge and information.

The only consolation may be the clues about the Star of Eternal Silence and the program for finding the Holy Castle.

But those were completely unworthy of the humiliation he suffered and the trouble he brought to the empire, so...

So shit!

Abel's cheek twisted, his figure flashed, and he crossed a distance of nearly a thousand meters, punching the nearest life form like a meteor, and the air was shaken by the violent force and made a bang.

The other party had undergone most of the transformation, and was obviously a mechanic. His head was covered with a metal mask, and various complex mechanical devices were installed on his arms. At this moment, under the heavy blow, the parts flew and sparks flew.

The body was like a kite with a broken string, flying rapidly towards the back, bringing up a turbulent airflow and knocking down a large number of people.

What kind of thing is worthy of pointing at his nose and scolding.

Abel's face was indifferent, and he shook his arms.

Did he take action?

Li Ming was surprised.

There was a lot of noise all around, and all the cameras were aimed at Abel who was taking action. The soldiers in charge of guarding the scene had just arrived and began to clean up the scene and expel the reporters.

"Silence..." Suddenly a voice sounded, spreading in the void, with waves of sound waves.

Prince Ryan had already arrived in the sky, and most of the holy elephants under his control were destroyed.

His eyes were cold, and his terrifying aura was overwhelming. The terrible majesty of the creatures at the top of the food chain made everyone almost freeze in place.

It was completely silent here, and many onlookers were trembling. Their feverish minds gradually calmed down and looked at Prince Ryan in awe.

Is it this old guy? Why is he here! ?

Li Ming's eyelids twitched, and almost without hesitation, the tank guard appeared on the surface of his body, and then the Four Heavenly Kings appeared, and the guards were armed.

Four mechanical bodies of different colors were assembled in a changing manner. The complex mechanical structure made a loud clicking sound, the parts were exquisitely spliced, and the metal components continued to extend.

Like countless metal dragons, they slithered and swam, tightly fitting on the tank guard, with every connection being accurate and seamless.

The tank guard expanded nearly ten meters high like a balloon, like a moving steel fortress, tightly covered by a metal shell.

Only when four mechanical guards were assembled together could they be called the Mechanical King!

The metal armor was stacked layer by layer, flashing a cold metallic luster, and the complex patterns and energy circuits were clearly visible.

They were intertwined and closely arranged, and the overlapping parts were embedded in each other, making a dull and powerful collision sound, forming an indestructible defensive barrier.

He didn't think he could compete with Prince Ryan, so he simply added defensive blessings to avoid being attacked.

He was in doubt. This guy's appearance was beyond his expectations. Even if the X-level life form had all its cards out, it would be difficult to compete.

He could only try to bluff him. At worst, he could possess some controlled objects, and it was not difficult to fake his death.

Estelle was stunned, looking at the huge mechanical body in front of her. The next moment, she was wrapped in energy light, disappeared, and appeared next to Dius.

Abel had already run away.

Prince Ryan was surprised, looked down, but admired: "You are cautious, are you still afraid of my sneak attack?"

The scene was quiet, and many life forms who secretly called out for bad luck seemed to be able to hear their own heartbeats.

Prince Costat's face was gloomy, "Ryan, don't make trouble."

"Making trouble?" Ryan smiled, but his eyes were cold, "A bunch of trash, just a stupid elephant, caught and dismantled, everything was obtained."

"Is this the result of cooperating with the other party?"

Costat snorted coldly. He wanted to catch it directly, but Dius and Klaue would not just watch.

"And Qinglong, dare to threaten the empire directly?" He looked down at the mechanical body below, "Those few declarations are very domineering, but I don't know if they have the confidence to support them."

"I will take back the face that the empire has lost."

Targeting Li Ming again?

Many people were worried and confused. Now they didn't know why the Empire was going to attack Li Ming.

"Li Ming, with a development potential of level 60, which is rare in the interstellar space, seems to be the life form with the highest development potential in the known interstellar history." His eyes were cold, "I just don't know if Qinglong will be very sad if you die."

Li Ming's heart skipped a beat.

Costat's face suddenly sank.

Dius stared at the scene. Prince Ryan was an X-level life form. Qinglong didn't know if he had any countermeasures. She was very curious.

"He wants to kill Li Ming?" Blackbeard was surprised, and there was an uproar all around.

"Prince Ryan?" Qinglong's voice came out from the mechanical body again, "It's an honor to meet another prince of the empire."

"Oh... Qinglong?" Ryan's eyes flickered, "You don't seem to be worried, do you think I'm joking?"

A cold light flashed in his eyes: "I know what you rely on, after all, it is the level 60 development potential. Facing any civilization, as long as he bows his head and surrenders, everything can be forgiven."

Only a small part of the live broadcast, there are more people recording with over-the-horizon camera equipment, and at this moment they are all focused on this prince.

The prince was calm and looked down at the huge mechanical body, "It's a pity that he met me."

"Of course, I can let him go, but there are some things that you may need to explain to me in person."

"Your Highness, it's an honor." Qinglong's voice was very serious, "Otherwise, I can't find a more suitable opportunity than now to let you see my masterpiece."

"Doomsday Judgment!"

[Super Divine Energy] blesses [Dark Matter Splitting Hammer]!

As soon as the voice fell, Prince Ryan's heart trembled, and the hearts of everyone present trembled.

The attention of all.

In the sky, a black line quietly emerged, like a tiny crack on the canvas of the universe.

Immediately afterwards, the line fluctuated violently, turning into tiny black thunder, which jumped and raged.

The void was squeezed open little by little under the action of the jumping black thunder, making a heart-pounding "creaking" sound, and the space was groaning in pain.

A pitch-black giant cannon that was tens of thousands of meters long took shape little by little, and the cannon body was covered with golden cracks. Those cracks were not flaws, but like mysterious runes, flowing with dazzling light.

Each crack seemed to be a channel for cosmic energy, containing a terrifying force that could tear apart the stars.

The golden light jumped and intertwined on the dark cannon, and as it spread along the cracks, the entire cannon trembled slightly, accumulating energy that could destroy the world.

The dark energy gathered at the muzzle, forming a bottomless vortex that seemed to swallow all the light.

The space around the giant cannon was distorted by the powerful force and blurred, and even light could not escape its gravity, like the doomsday judgment.

The fear and awe from the depths of the soul instantly climbed into the hearts of everyone present.

The spiritual fluctuations of the creator of the God Craftsman were beating violently, and the mechanical pupils were running at high speed. Two words came out of his mouth, "God Craftsman!"

"This is a God Craftsman!" The Mechanical Soul God Craftsman was extremely stunned, "A God Craftsman who has never appeared before, how is this possible!"

The creator of the God Craftsman murmured: "How did this thing appear? There is no spatial fluctuation, as if it should have been there. What level has Qinglong's research on space reached?"

The appearance of this black giant cannon almost confirmed that Qinglong is a God Craftsman. There is no clear division at this level, but this destructive power undoubtedly touches the X-level level.

Looking at its energy fluctuations, although it is not that high, combined with other technical means, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a God Craftsman.

Doomsday Judgment!

The black giant cannon is worthy of its name, making all the living beings present feel panic and uneasy.

I wonder how much terrible damage this shot will cause.

"God...Craftsman?" Blackbeard was stunned, pulling a handful of beard in his hand, and a storm was set off in his heart. Suddenly, there was a cold feeling from the bottom of his heart.

Qinglong is a God Craftsman?

How is this possible? How could he be a master craftsman! ?

In the entire galaxy, there may be more than two people in the Mechanics Association who can be called a master craftsman, but there must be not many. It is impossible for one to jump out of thin air.

This master craftsman is willing to lie dormant for several months under the hands of an A-level life form, and then lie dormant in the Torch Organization for several months.

Blackbeard felt more and more incredible, and his mind was racing. Inviting him to join the Pioneers would not be like inviting a wolf into the house.

His throat rolled, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

The display of strength was secondary. What really made Blackbeard uneasy was Qinglong's purpose.