radicalducati Chapter 288
Chapter 288
During the year since Lu Chen disappeared, the outside world seemed to be as peaceful as it was at the beginning.
The streets of the city are still bustling with people, and people are shuttling between office buildings and small shops. Laughter and gossip are full of trivial daily life.
Under the neon lights, the smell of fireworks rises, as if the peaceful years of the past have never been broken.
There is indeed no news about the flame tribe. The scorched earth that was once ravaged by them is gradually covered by new green plants.
The battlefield that was once devastated is now only left with ruins, telling the thrilling confrontation in the long time.
Those sealed space tunnels are like sleeping giants, silent and extremely solid.
No more flame tribe monsters have emerged from them to spy on the world of Blue Star.
The Sky Devouring Demon Mist is even more bizarre, as if it has suffered a heavy blow from some irresistible force.
Suddenly one day, it began to lose the violent rage around it that seemed to be able to swallow the sky and the earth and destroy everything.
From the surging black tide, it became a soft and lingering veil, floating on the coastline.
Caesar took advantage of this seemingly calm and temporary crisis.
With his outstanding military exploits of killing the flame tribe and driving away the sky-swallowing magic fog, he made great strides on the international stage and was crowned as the world hegemon.
Countless people cheered.
Now, most people on Blue Star have become believers of Caesar.
After all, he really saved Blue Star.
They would not have any doubts about what Caesar did.
But many sober people still know.
The so-called military exploits were just a beautiful cover on his way to the top. What really made him sit on the high platform and made other countries dare to be angry but not speak was his god-level identity as "the only god on Blue Star".
Every move he made seemed to carry the pressure of a god, and wherever his eyes swept,
Even the toughest politicians had to bow their heads and obey. That invisible aura was more intimidating than thousands of troops.
In order to firmly grasp the power of this "world hegemon" in his hands and realize what he called eternal peace in the future.
Caesar implemented a global peaceful evolution policy, which was called protection, but in fact it was a tyrannical confinement.
Except for the United States, all other countries on the blue planet were deprived of the right to upgrade independently.
Many paths related to the rise of national strength, such as scientific and technological research and development, military enhancement, and exploration of extraordinary power, were all set up with many checkpoints and blocked.
Those passionate people in foreign lands who are determined to break through and become stronger.
Looking at the blocked road ahead, full of resentment and resentment, they can only sigh helplessly and clench their fists secretly under this iron curtain of power.
The United States, in this situation, has transformed into the only "holy land".
On the neon-lit streets of the city, there are all kinds of propaganda posters that claim that it is the only way for humans to move towards transcendence and break through limits, and it is the "ladder to the sky" towards the future.
Talents from all countries who have dreams and are eager to become stronger, like bees attracted by nectar, flock to the United States and line up at the border.
Their eyes are full of enthusiasm and longing, and they don't realize that they have become the "fuel" for Caesar to consolidate his hegemony.
Even in the United States, the door to transcendence and higher-level power is tightly controlled by Caesar.
Even if local people want to enter, they have to go through layers of strict approval.
Background checks, loyalty tests, ability assessments and other cumbersome procedures.
Like a fine filter, he selects those who he believes "have important missions and can maintain future peace."
He is given the name of "world police."
In fact, he stands up for his hegemony and acts as a thug who shows off his power.
Shuttle between countries, in the name of supervision, but actually interfere and suppress.
If they disobey, the stick of economic sanctions and military deterrence will be wielded.
And China is the first to bear the brunt.
The sanctions suffered are the most severe!
China, this ancient and tenacious land, has chosen a completely different response strategy.
Like a dormant lion, it shrinks and cannot come out.
The outside world mocks it.
"China is timid and afraid of things, sticking to those old traditions, and can't keep up with the pace of the new era!"
"Lu Chen disappeared, who can they count on? They are just waiting to die and falling behind!"
Those sarcastic words, through the airwaves, across borders, wantonly hit the eardrums of the Chinese people.
Many people with weak wills were confused by the "prosperity" and "opportunities" of the United States, carrying their bags, with regrets and unwillingness. ,
embarked on the road to a foreign country.
But there is still a group of Chinese people with straight spines, holding their breath in their hearts, and that breath is like the boiling magma under the ground, ready to go.
They clenched their fists, looked determined, and honed themselves in the alleys of the city, the fields, and the scientific research institutes. ,
They firmly believed in landingChen will definitely come back, and will bring about earth-shaking changes like in the past!
So they endured silently, accumulated strength in silence, and waited for the dawn!
…
At this moment.
Caesar was sweating profusely at this moment, looking at the invisible barrier in front of him, with a flash of anger in his eyes.
The barrier was like a transparent and indestructible divine wall, lying across his path.
The surface was gleaming with a faint light, and mysterious runes were flowing, as if mocking his powerlessness.
He clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white due to the force, and the veins on his arms bulged, like angry dragons winding around, showing his surging resentment and unwillingness in his heart.
"Damn it!"
"It still doesn't work!"
"My power of rules has been worshipped by countless people in this year, and it is several times stronger than before!"
"But I still can't break through this barrier and enter it!"
Caesar roared, and the sound echoed in this quiet and gloomy secret passage.
The sound of falling rocks was just like his mood at the moment, and anger and unwillingness were making his heart a mess.
"Could it be..."
A trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, his brows knitted tighter, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.
"Isn't it relying on the power of rules?"
Once this thought came up, it spread wildly in his heart like weeds, gnawing at his confidence.
This secret place is where Caesar became a god.
When he was adventuring outside, he picked up a divine origin, and he swallowed it directly to become a god, which led to the following things.
During this year, he had been thinking about this secret realm and wanted to enter it again.
But he could not open this barrier.
"If it is not the power of rules, then what else could it be!!!"
Caesar's roar resounded throughout the forest.
Now, this secret realm has become a forbidden area, and only he can enter it.
While Caesar was roaring.
He suddenly felt a shock in his heart, as if he realized something, and suddenly looked up at the sky.
"What is it!"
The voice rose in astonishment, so sharp that it broke the silence in the secret realm.
At this moment, he could clearly sense a majestic and unfamiliar pressure pouring down from the sky.
Like an invisible tide, it instantly submerged him, which was the power of rules far beyond his control.
With the unique majesty and dominance of the mysterious races between the stars, he, the "god" of the blue star, trembled.
On the streets of a bustling city, pedestrians are shuttling between the hustle and bustle of traffic, some rushing for a living, some strolling leisurely.
Suddenly, the sky was shrouded in a shadow, and the sun was completely blocked.
Everyone looked up in astonishment, and saw an extremely large spaceship floating above the blue planet.
The spaceship looked like a dormant interstellar giant, and its hull stretched for thousands of kilometers.
The outer shell was made of an unknown material that exuded a cold metallic luster, and was engraved with complex and strange patterns that looked like star tracks, shining in the dim light.
From time to time, energy halos flickered between the patterns, demonstrating a powerful power and defense system that far exceeded the technological level of the blue planet.
A powerful voice amplified by a loudspeaker rang out over the world:
"Hello, blue planet people!"
"This is the Star Shining Saint Clan, the Seventh Fleet!"