Chapter 1379: 453. Submit to me_2
With the USB drive in hand and a flickering gaze, numerous thoughts flooded his mind.
He had also donned a game helmet.
After following the standard login procedure, the game interface unfolded before his eyes.
Looking down at himself, he realized something instantly.
He had respawned in the safe zone, his body stripped clean of any equipment, not a single piece remaining.
It seemed the massive explosion he, Winter Melon, and Kelp had witnessed had indeed occurred, and it had affected him as well.
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It must have been that explosion that sent him back to this laboratory he had set as his safe zone.
“Beep beep beep…”
A message from a friend arrived.
Winter Melon and Kelp said in the group chat,
“Ah man, I got killed and respawned back at the Salvation Angels’ space station.”
“Me too. I lost half my experience.”
Cucumber Slice wasn’t in the mood to chat.
He called out in his mind,
“GM, are you there?”
“I am here. Are you asking about the scene you saw before disconnecting?”
“Yes, that’s what I wanted to ask.”
The person Cucumber Slice addressed as “GM” was Noland Lee, who was currently remotely monitoring a heavy transport ship from the dean’s office.
He thought to himself,
“When you entered the disconnection zone, you just happened to encounter a chaotic data stream. The scene you witnessed was actually a part of the future storyline. The game officials have already deleted the video you recorded in the game. I suggest you also erase the relevant data outside the game to prevent leaking any trade secrets of the game officials.”
I knew it had to be this way; good thing I was cautious… Cucumber Slice nodded, feeling wise for not letting Winter Melon and Kelp upload the video online.
“No problem, GM. I’ll have someone erase the data right away. You go on with your work.”
Cucumber Slice took off his game helmet and went offline to look for Winter Melon and Kelp.
Meanwhile, in the dean’s office of the Black Hole Magic Academy, Noland Lee was petting a cat while enjoying the scene on the Magic Vision.
The fleet’s massive explosion had been orchestrated by him.
There were some unexpected events, but fortunately, the result was within the anticipated range without much deviation.
During the explosion, the Order Plane’s Core was quickly transferring the players’ bodies from the heavy transport ship, making it difficult to focus on disconnecting Cucumber Slice.
This led to Cucumber Slice witnessing the explosion and triggering a series of subsequent disturbances.
Once all the players’ bodies were safely transferred, the Order Plane’s Core could fully dedicate itself to ensuring players disconnected satisfactorily.
For instance, after that host entered the disconnection zone via short-distance jump, he immediately received extra attention from the “Command,” enjoying a full disconnection package.
In the whole incident, only Cucumber Slice, Winter Melon, and Kelp, due to a serendipitous coincidence, caught a glimpse of part of the truth.
Such minor accidents were no big deal.
The real action was yet to come.
At the moment of the explosion, the transport ship, whose jump route had been tampered with by the Metallic Ancestor Dragon, forcefully entered the jumping state.
——The players’ bodies on this ship had not been transferred by the Order Plane’s Core. The reason needs no further explanation; it was to make the plot complete without alarming the Metallic Ancestor Dragon.
Almost immediately after the jump was initiated, half a minute later, crew members of the alliance discovered they had deviated from the preset course.
Before they could correct it, the Metallic Ancestor Dragon, which had moved onto the transport ship from the escort ship, caused metal vibrations, crushing all the crew members with violent tremors.
Thus, a heavy transport ship loaded with players’ bodies fell into the hands of the Metallic Ancestor Dragon.
Of course, this ship did not escape the arrangements made by Noland Lee and the “Command.”
The players’ bodies on the ship were real.
The Star Destroyer Level Magic Bomb on the ship was also real.
To give a warning to the Metal Creation Group, the “Command” spared no expense, using a ship full of players’ bodies as bait to lure the Metallic Ancestor Dragon into taking the ship and the bomb into the Dark Star Field. noveldrama
Once at the destination, Noland Lee would detonate the Star Destroyer Level Magic Bomb to give the Metallic Ancestor Dragon a bit of a shock.
“Kitty, the jumping route of the transport ship didn’t change, did it?”
Noland Lee gently stroked the cat’s back and asked.
The Snow-winged Cat looked towards the Magic Vision hovering over the office desk, meowed softly, and gave an affirmative reply.
“If you find the ship hasn’t jumped towards that dark galaxy, you must tell me. It would be troublesome if the ship landed in the densely populated area of the United Bureau and I ignited the big bomb.”
“Meow~~”
The Snow-winged Cat rubbed Noland Lee’s palm in response.
The Order Plane’s Core was also observing the situation on the Heavy Transport Ship through the perspective of a player’s body at this moment.
The Metallic Ancestor Dragon was very cunning.
It probably knew that Order Plane’s Core could see it through the perspective of the player’s body, so after taking control of the ship, it immediately sealed all player bodies with liquid metal.
This liquid metal, which flowed like water, not only constructed an airtight cage on the player’s body but also blocked a significant portion of energy transfer.
This included the mental energy often used by Noland Lee.
Thus, after the player bodies were enveloped in liquid metal, Noland Lee found it difficult to observe the condition of the player bodies.
Noland Lee typed on the game interface and asked:
“Has the Metallic Ancestor Dragon done anything to your Soul Construct?”
Order responded:
“Yes, it is using metal to erode my Soul Construct, seemingly trying to form some extraordinary Metal Creation inside the Soul Construct.”
“Could it be trying to snatch the control of the Soul Construct from you during the ship’s jump?” Noland Lee asked.
The Soul Construct took a while to respond:
“I suspect that must be the case. I have lost some control over certain Soul Constructs. The extraordinary Metal Creations inside them have already solidified.”
No sooner had this message appeared on the game interface than a mutation occurred on a Magic Vision monitoring the ship’s interior.
Several humanoid species emerged from the liquid metal’s confinement, crashing onto the ground with clangs.
Their eyes were iron gray, packed with dense liquid metal.
After getting up from the ground, they walked expressionlessly out of the warehouse containing player bodies and into the ship’s corridor.
An invisible power was calling them.
This group of humanoid species, not controlled by “Order”, proceeded towards the bridge along the corridor.
Along the way, scattered similar species continued to join the procession, walking in the same direction.
At the ship’s bridge, the Metallic Ancestor Dragon who had transformed into a Dragon Man appearance, was waiting with his hands behind his back, for the player bodies under his control.
With well-defined muscle contours, blade-sharp fine dragon scales, an imposing figure nearly three meters tall, and a pair of shimmering metallic wings behind him.
Ordinary people seeing this scene might think the metallic Dragon Man was in the prime of his youth.
But in reality, this guy was a big bad villain who had lived for countless years.
He knew Order Plane’s Core held sway over the Soul Construct’s control, so as soon as he gained control of the ship, he eagerly began to fight for control of the Soul Construct.
Only by truly holding the Soul Construct in his hands could he completely relax.
“Come forth, my servants, come to my feet, meet your future!”
On the bridge commander’s High Platform, the Metallic Ancestor Dragon Talsale stood majestically, looking down at the increasingly gathering crowd below.
The puppet-like humanoid species looked up at the Dragon Man on the high platform, their iron-gray eyes subtly pulsating, seemingly expressing worship while also struggling.
Talsale raised his arms, assuming a posture of disdain for all beings, and pressed down, resting his hands on the railing, as he scanned the crowd below:
“Submit, you have no choice, ‘Order’. I know you can see me. All the Soul Constructs on this ship now belong to me! I will show you the true use of Soul Constructs with my actions!”
Outside of the ship in the corridor, a dense crowd of people heeded the call of the old metal dragon and gathered there.
Noland Lee pressed his lips tightly together, quickly calculated.
About one-tenth of the player bodies on this ship had already had their control taken by Talsale.
If given more time, the old metal dragon would undoubtedly take control of the entire ship’s Soul Constructs.
But neither Noland Lee nor ‘Order’ planned to give him that chance anymore.
A line of text appeared on the game interface:
“Prepare to ignite the bomb. If it can severely damage the space station in that dark galaxy, I am willing to bear the loss of these Soul Constructs.”
Noland Lee nodded solemnly, took a deep breath, and stared at the Magic Vision.