The Legendary Mechanic

“Hey, the commander of the Expeditionary Army was beheaded, but the Black Star abandoned the offense and made clear that he wanted to encroach on our army once and for all, but the Three Kings did not give up the competition to shine the world. What use is it to continue to invest in the army? Without Super-A, it was purely suicide, and Black Star had proven that he was capable of beheading commanders anytime, anywhere. ”

In a small, private meeting room, several high-powered officials sat on the couch complaining.

Just now, the intelligence of the death of the Commander of the Expeditionary Army came back, and King Mordor called a high-level meeting. After anger, the fire directly promoted new commanders within the Expeditionary Army and allowed the military to send more men to support them.

Many of the officials present at the time did not appear to disagree, but a number of internal objections gradually escalated, and several oppositionist powerful officials met privately after the General Assembly.

In the room, Maluko is the most senior official, and he is the number three figure of a mainstream political faction within Modo, with a very strong voice, at a time when he slowly talks:

“If this doesn't work, with the adversary Black Star, Mordor hardly has any chance to shine in the world. Giving up as soon as possible is the sensible option. Continued dragging will only increase Mordor's pressure and overwhelm in the end. ”

“It is true that these days the country has also been unstable… The so-called peace movement has been waged by many unofficial organizations of the three civilizations on several colonial stars, inciting social anti-war sentiments in the form of armed marches, strikes, etc., forcing us to retire, and many industries have been deeply affected. There are other well-intentioned guys spreading the tide of ethnic division, criticizing the system, promoting hatred, can actually reverse the education of harmony among our communities over the years, successfully instilling discriminatory ideas in some people, if time, will surely generate new resistance forces... even some important members of all walks of life have been assassinated by mysterious forces, internal and external worries. ”

Someone sighed and muttered.

Maluko shook his head, "Mordor invested countless costs decades ago to shine on the strategic layout of the world, and it makes sense that the Three Kings were unwilling to give up immediately. Only now that the situation has changed, the adjustment strategy is our first choice. Since we cannot deal with the problem of the Black Star and continue to invest resources in the shining world, it is a meaningless waste, and our resolve should stop. ”

“Yes, the idea of His Excellency the Three Kings is to stay dead. If the Superstar League wins, we can rub some soup. But the day the Superstar Alliance takes a turn... hopes are too slim. Black Star can't sit around and watch this happen. Don't look at him dragging us along now. If we don't feed him all the time, he will definitely launch a major offense and kick us out.” The other man spoke.

Maruco drank a sip of dark amber spirits and lowered his voice:

“In fact, from the beginning, I didn't think that the Alliance of Superstars could complete the Shining World Strategy, and it would probably fail, just to fight with other superstar civilizations. In that case, it would be wiser for Mordor to get away from the pressure of the three great regiments of civilizations and black stars as soon as possible and to recover his power as soon as possible. ”

“Right, right. ”

A few people in the room were so sure.

Maluko shrugged his eyes, “The more losses Mordor suffers, the more opposition will be. Perhaps it is time for us to start preparing the impeachment proceedings...”

It was said that several people were surprised and that they were merely complaining here and did not expect Maluko to plan to act.

But when you think about it, that's one way to go.

Modo is a civilized regime united by three civilizations, and the Supreme Leader, King Modo, represents one community, but the ideology and political opinions are inter-ethnic, so the political environment in Modo is complex and factional.

Due to the particularities of the government, Modo naturally has to strike checks and balances of power. The Three Kings cannot do whatever they want. There are also institutions like the House of Representatives and Congress that restrict their powers. If it is not in the interests of the majority of the people to develop the course of their term of office, or if there is any scandal against them, they can be deposed by impeachment and replaced by a leader.

It's just that this rarely happens in the history of Modo, and the three Kings of Modo will be able to survive their term of office safely as long as they don't get angry.

“If the Three Kings go alone, Moto will gradually be emptied and his future will be bleak. If they truly walk the path to darkness, they will only be impeached. ”

Maruko Sink Channel.

Everyone looked at each other, and some people firmly hesitated, lowered their voices, and whispered about the means of operation.

At this moment, the war opposition within Modo gradually rose and began to plot how to stab the Three Kings. The root cause, the power of the Black Star, is the despair felt by some of the higher levels of Mordor, and the possibility of turning the dish is not seen.

……

Within Modo civilization, a concealed, silver-white high-warp spacecraft hovered in a nebula and sailed slowly, with no markings on its outer armor.

In the cabin, Rotel sat around a virtual screen with several Assassin's cadres, browsing the information in the picture. It contains a dense and numb sketch of influential figures from all walks of life in the Moroccan civilization, some of whom have painted red forks on their heads, indicating the success of the assassination.

“Murdo's interior has become a mess, with the stabbing and killing of leading figures in a number of industries, leading to the near-collapse of the local management systems of a few colonial stars and the remarkable results of our work.” A cadre cold.

“Mmm.”

Rotel has been staring at the screen, seemingly looking for the next prey.

Assassins have worked for months in Modo, causing considerable confusion, being hunted down and wanted by official officials and continuing to commit crimes while hiding in East Tibet.

“These days have been too radical and we have lost a lot of people, and it is time to remain silent.” A cadre persuaded.

Rotel nodded and shook his head again. “Hide for now, then do a big one. ”

He reached out his finger and dotted one of the faces on the screen.

The cadres in the room looked down on their fingers, their expressions solidified on their faces, and their eyes gradually appeared shocked and unbelievable.

Rotel chose one of the three Kings of Mordor!

“You're going to assassinate the supreme leader of a superstar group civilization?” A cadre opened her eyes and shocked: “Are you crazy?! ”

“They have three leaders, one less, nothing.” Rotel speaks softly, “I'll do it myself. ”

“Do you know what this is all about? If we get it, the civilization of Modo is bound to live forever. And there is no chance of success at all. The three kings are so heavily guarded that they have no chance of getting close, and they cannot be assassinated without leaving their home planet.” Someone spoke urgently.

Rotel rarely explains: "One, Murdo was always with us. Secondly, the three kings of Modo are surrounded by many guards, but they do not have a super class A intimate guard on the face. At most, they are only natural disasters and do not exceed my ability limit. Thirdly, Mother Modo does not have the Psychic Prohibited Ring Belt of the three largest civilizations, so diving into it is perfectly feasible. ”

The assassination of King Mordor's three kings was at first glance an impossible task, but he carefully analyzed it, not without a chance. After all, although the Three Kings are leaders, they are not the owners of personal power. Especially if they have the [Spiker] in their own hands, even if the three Kings have a magical defense character given by Super A, this weapon can be penetrated. The main problem is that the assassination, whether successful or defeated, is difficult to retreat from.

The crowd was stunned, as if they had known Rotel for the first time, and even if they were all killers who had assassinated some of the big men, it was still a bold plan in their eyes.

“It's easy for you to say, but it actually works, it's just death! ”

“Everything is possible, and sometimes it just takes a little bit of luck.” Rotel glanced, and a few people in the room didn't know what he was thinking, nor did he intend to explain it.

Because of the operation of Rosalyn and the three civilizations, the tide of ethnic differences within Modo is gradually rising. At this time, if the three kings of one of the communities can be assassinated, it is not difficult to imagine how to impose responsibility on the radicals of the other two races, perhaps fuelling contradictions and allowing this tide of thought to erupt rapidly.

The technique is a little shady, but as a spy killer, Rotel doesn't care if the technique is moral, just if it works, if it can accomplish its goal, it can be said to be by any means.

After decades of running, he was no longer a simple assassin and gradually learned to analyze the big picture. Although Blackstar did not give clear instructions on how to do it, Rotel knew exactly what Blackstar was after, and he was happy to do it in a more flexible way, causing more damage to Mordor, more powerful than a simple assassination.

Of course, assassinating the Supreme Leader of Murdo and blaming him for racial hatred was just an idea that was extremely difficult and could not be accomplished by AAC alone.

But the forces of the three civilizations in Modo are natural enablers, and Rotel intends to create a fuse that they can leverage, just as the tide of thought they instigate gave rise to the idea of assassinating the Three Kings of Modo.

……

Boom!

A red figure tumbles down to a deserted planet, like a meteor, smashing a circular mountain on the surface.

The corner of Haila's mouth was overflowing and her body was embedded in the earth. She had just pulled herself out. Han Xiao suddenly appeared above her, and her powerful whipping legs were pounding hard on her abdomen.

Boom!

The power of death, which had just gathered a little, was kicked apart, and the shock wave burst into flames.

Heavy blow to the abdomen, Haila bowed herself like shrimp and quickly shot out, kicked for dozens of kilometres and dragged out a long ditch.

“Still fighting? I've beaten you for 11 hours, and if I recall correctly, you've been dying three times, five times in a coma. ”

Han Xiao stood up in his arms and looked helpless.

“Hmm, are you asking me to compliment you on being so fierce... Never mind, that's all for today, but don't forget, this is just the third consultation.” Haila wiped the blood off the corner of her mouth and rubbed her stomach to get up.

Rumor has it, Han Xiao couldn't help but smoke his eyelids.

At this time, he was fulfilling his original agreement to accompany Heilache 30 times, and now there are 27 times left. With this number in mind, Han Xiao felt a little sore in his back.

This is somewhere near the Black Planet Palace, and he's been back from the free competition zone for days.

Modo didn't send Super A to deal with the beheading, and probably wouldn't risk the aftermath, and Han Xiao had left enough mechanical troops to split up with the masters, so he didn't stay on the front line, turning to the Emperor to go straight back to the main battalion.

Han Xiao had intended to focus on prison and non-annihilation techniques at home, but Haila was unhappy and had to pull him into consultation.

Because there was a deal, he was not good, so he had to bang and bang with Haila for a few days. Although Haila's sandbag was very hard to beat and felt good, Han Xiao couldn't stand it after a long time.

With the exclusive [Virtual Technological Innovation · Manison], the research on jail and indestructible weapon technology is going well, but there are still a lot of key technical points to be overcome from the complete cracking, which takes time. Therefore, Han Xiao also has no use in awakening to promote the research progress. With the boost of his various skills and expertise, he should be able to deduce the drawings.

At this point, Haila flew back from afar and asked, "What do you think of my progress? ”

“It's okay.” Han Xiao whispered.

“Tsk, what a tone. You were patient with your teacher, so casual to me, so don't you want to stay with me?” Haila frowned.

“What do you think?” Han Xiao glared.

You miserable bastard, you want me to beat you to death every day, I'm tired too!

Because of her passion for battle, Haila's strength improved rapidly, especially by gaining access to the underworld, giving her more space to rise.

By the time Aurora reaches Super A, the underworld will have the ability to “rebirth the spirit”, by which time Haila will reach its peak strength.

Han Xiao also learned from the mouth of the Land of the Underworld that Aurora's life intelligence, if it reaches Super-A level, can also produce a qualitative transformation, which can create a body with no life and no soul, and act as a carrier for the rebirth of the Spirit of the Underland.

Perfectly, this ability can go hand in hand with the spinning instrument, and Han Xiao conveyed this statement to Verdin, promising Aurora to make a flesh as the new body of Morning Star.

Haila whispered, shifting the subject: “Twenty-seven more cuts, and the day after tomorrow I'll have one, remember to free up time. ”

“You must be too hard to satisfy. Can it take longer?” Han Xiaojie hurts.

“No! I can't wait to get you back from your teacher. I want you to stay with me. ”

Haila's eyes flashed with a smile and turned back to the ship and drove it back.

Han Xiao shook his head helplessly, becoming more and more certain that Haila was a shaking M.

It was meant to prove strength, but knowing that the gap is so big, you still have to fight hard for me, didn't you mean to beat me up!

It's still Hadawi, and to find a beating, this guy has more than enough in his heart. He can still smile and greet him. Where is he as cold as Haila, as if I owe her money...

Speaking of which, Hathaway hasn't licked me in a while, I still miss it.

Han Xiao was not in a hurry to go back and let the mechanical unit retrieve some of the broken soldiers. While cleaning up the battlefield, he opened the forum and prepared to brush the sand sculpture netizens. Happy and relaxed.

But as soon as he opened the Shining World section, his eyes were drawn to a sticky post.

World Service Invitation!