"My Lord, shall we return to my space station, Damocles, before making plans on our counterattack against the other three generals?" Emperor Polemos queried as they left the building.
Splat!
The Level 8 Giant Fly was suddenly splattered with a slap after it courted death with the emperor.
"I would also like to hold a party on Damocles and gather all our top executives and supporters to welco your return. With your presence and token of authority, I'm sure many old mbers of the Ashura Group will flock over once the party goes live." Polemos added.
"Sounds boring," Albion comnted with a nonchalant look, stunning Polemos.
"Ahem, you're hurting my pride a little here, my Lord. As I recall, you have yet to experience a party held in space, right? Why would you think it is boring before experiencing it, my Lord?"
"Well... No atmosphere."
Polemos's expression crumpled slightly from Albion's response before saying, "Ahem, well… it is ant to be a gathering for the elites to socialize about serious topics..."
"I doubt it will be that serious, though," Albion comnted nonchalantly again, causing Polemos to be stunned again.
Shortly after, Polemos asked with a careful look, "May I ask why you would also think that it won't be serious, my Lord?"
"No gravity."
Albion's answer imdiately made Polemos stagger in response as his expression turned to awkward with distress.
"You've changed, my Lord," Polemos spoke with a wry smile, recalling that the Lord used to take everything seriously.
"Oh?" Albion cracked a slightly sly smile before asking, "Do you think this change is good? Or bad?"
"Good! Definitely good, my Lord! You appear more approachable." Polemos answered imdiately.
"I see," Albion uttered.
Shortly after, they reached the spacecraft parked outside before Cao Wudi craned his neck to Albion with a forced smile, "Young Master Albion, may I ask where we are going and what you plan to do with ?"
"You still don't know? This person is your master, Old Demon." Polemos interjected before turning to his Lord, "For him to be ignorant, he must have..."
"Un, he failed to et the criteria for recruitnt during his training." Albion nodded after searching the relevant information in the Dark Emperor's mories.
Shortly after, he added, "We used to look for ruthless characters, leaning on the evil side of things. But now that the world has changed, everyone has the chance to beco strong."
"Although a little too cowardly, Cao Wudi still has a righteous character that we can use to uphold a good image in public. I believe you have also been trying to do so, right?"
"Yes, my Lord. You are precisely correct." Polemos nodded in confirmation before saying, "In fact, the four generals had all been trying to improve their image. Only good reputation can win us quicker support."
"Besides that, there is also the existence of Federation that prevents us from acting as we please. We can no longer plunder the world like we did in the past."
"The Federation, huh?" Albion muttered thoughtfully.
There was little information regarding the super interdinsional civilization that made the four emperors behave carefully and not act too rampant before the Federation's strength was understood.
After so ti, Cao Wudi snapped out of his daze before quickly saying, "My master is much older than Young Master Albion. Young Master Albion looks nothing like my master, Old Demon."
"That is because the Lord can change his appearance at will to assu different aliases. Old Demon is just one of many aliases that the Lord uses since the ti of antiquity." Polemos explained.
Cao Wudi's eyes widened at once, "Is that true?!"
"Of course." Albion cracked a mischievous smile before mimicking the Old Demon's wizened voice, "To answer your previous question, I am taking you to train after we visit Polemos's space station. After all, you're a little weak, my dear disciple."
Cao Wudi imdiately shivered with flashbacks of his days training under his master, Old Demon, before color was quickly drained from his face.
"No! I want out! Young master—No, master! Please! I don't want to train!" Cao Wudi imdiately protested.
However, his cries fell on deaf ears as he was dragged into the spacecraft, followed by the hatch closing shortly after.
Two nearby people overheard Cao Wudi's cries before they glanced at each other with shock.
"Hero Wudi just got kidnapped. Should we call the police?"
"Can they even help when Captain Wudi himself is the one getting kidnapped?"
"Ugh... I suppose not..." the person scratched his head wryly.
Shortly after, the spacecraft took off into the night skies, overflowing with interdinsional creatures.
Branch Leader Johnson stood outside and watched the spacecraft becoming more distant as he muttered, "Good luck, Mr. Wudi. May you be in better hands now."
"Or worse." The silent secretary added with a slight chuckle.
"Haiz..." Branch Leader Johnson observed the absence of Hunters around the Behemoth-class carcass before muttering with a sigh, "No one is coming, are they?"
"Well... since it was optional, they all prefer to hunt interdinsional creatures instead, I guess." Secretary Jane inputted.
"Haiz..." Branch Leader Johnson sighed again before saying, "We should also prepare to hunt. We don't get these chances often."
"Yes, Branch Leader."
...
As ti passes, interdinsional creatures continued to pour out of the new Dinsional Rifts and filled the skies across the world.
Despite their growing presence, it only serves to fuel the people's excitent as the young and old alike all ard themselves and headed outside to hunt.
At the sa ti, the online forum continued to thrive with activities and comnts from its netizens.
...
Aurora continent, River city.
In the night skies, looming with flying interdinsional creatures, a beam of light suddenly shot down from the heavens, opening a gateway atop the Empire State Building that has beco Federation Headquarters in the present age.
Shortly after, two lovely twins in white uniforms stepped out of the dinsional gateway before they began inspecting the surroundings.
"Please confirm, Cetwo; planetary coordinates, SSE0.003E, is currently also experiencing the Apocalypse's Second Wave." The Regulator, Ceone, spoke emotionlessly.
"Confird, Ceone. Planetary coordinates, SSE0.003E is experiencing the Second Wave." Cetwo replied before stating, "Packaging data and sending back to HQ. Requesting permission, Ceone."
"Acknowledged, Cetwo."
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