NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1062: Where Do You Think You're Going?
"Who is he?"
Luo Ze's question instantly filled everyone with a foreboding feeling.
Such an enormous Allied Forces was right in front of them, yet Luo Ze appeared unnervingly calm, with not a hint of panic on his face, which was rather unusual.
And now he posed such a question, forcing everyone to ponder deeply.
Mossad's mind conjured the face of Zhang Menglong, which gradually overlapped with another face from his memory.
Previously, although he'd studied Zhang Menglong's profile, he never connected him with that man, but after Luo Ze's hint.
Too similar, not only were these two individuals' appearances astonishingly alike, but their expressions embodied the same nonchalant dismissiveness, as if everything in the world was merely a toy to them.
"Is he related to that man!?"
A formidable individual's strength, an extraordinarily capable legion he cultivated, endless new weapons, and an unfathomable depth; his emergence was just as stunning as that man's sudden rise to fame back then.
"Go! Hurry, go, leave immediately!" Mossad shouted, "All fleets cease attack, depart from Universe Seven at once! Hurry!"
Mossad hysterically yelled, his face contorted with extreme fear.
He would never forget that unequal battle for the rest of his life.
Over 1000 against one, what seemed like a foregone conclusion became a visceral compulsion to prostrate when that man showcased his true power, an invincibility both mentally and spiritually.
Subsequently, they were drawn into a strange space by an unusual force, where they endured ten thousand years of various tortures, only to find that barely a second had passed in reality, yet they emerged as living husks.
More humiliatingly, he stripped them of their clothes and hung them on trees; in their extreme mental and physical weakness, they had no choice but to surrender to his whims.
Centuries had passed, their physical wounds had healed, but the mental scars had not; the mere thought of that man's face was a nightmare in itself.
"Mossad, what's wrong with you?"
"We are about to break through their defenses; their energy can't hold much longer, so why should we retreat?"
"Are we not sanctioning them? If more level nine life forms act out again, the prestige of the Temporary Sanctions Committee will be obliterated!"
"Fight if you want; stay here, but we will all die: you, me, him! We'll all die!" Mossad seemed to have lost his sanity.
"Mossad, what is going on? As the number one on the extraterritorial battlefield, Mossad's current state was unsettling many,"Do you know something? Speak up."
"Leave now! Don't hesitate," Mossad's mind was so blank with terror that he couldn't think straight, "If you don't go, I will; I don't want to die! I don't want to endure that anymore, Universe Seven is not someone we can provoke. From now on, we should let them be, let them develop however they wish, and never bother them again!"
"Mossad!" Another level nine life form from Universe One held him down, "Calm down!"
"Wait!" That level nine life form suddenly thought of something, "Are you telling me that the IPX-001 legion commander is related to that man?"
Mossad nodded vigorously, "Go! Go quickly! If we're late, none of us can escape!"
"He's related to that man?"
"No wonder!"
"Doesn't that imply that man might still be alive? Maybe he's still in Universe Seven!"
"Heavens, if we destroy their headquarters and rush into Universe Seven, we might not even know how we died."
"We have to leave, right now!"
Among the remaining 2000 plus people, there were still those who had suffered similar experiences to Mossad, and as long as it involved that man, they could only face it with reverence.
"All warships, cease attack, we are leaving immediately!"
In an instant, the tens of thousands of legion warships turned around and began preparing for acceleration.
"General, what's happening with them?"
"They're leaving? Why?"
"Menglong only has one legion, even if they possess powerful weapons, they have thousands of level-nine life forms on their side."
"Indeed, although he is related to that man, compared to him, he's still too weak; currently, he poses no threat to the Temporary Sanctions Committee!"
"No, no, no!" Luo Ze laughed, "You underestimate him; his capability is indeed vast."
"Have you seen him?"
"Not exactly," Luo Ze chuckled, "But you must believe, as a descendant of that man, would they allow him on such a dangerous extraterritorial battlefield if they had no absolute means of protection?"
"You're essentially gambling!" All the legion commanders couldn't help but admire Luo Ze's courage.
"Hahaha, but I believe this is a gamble we can win for sure!"
...
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" From the distant sky, golden rays rushed in with overwhelming force.
Warships that were accelerating were suddenly engulfed by massive fireballs, this salvo of over 500 super fusion beams striking the Temporary Sanctions Committee fleet.
In an instant, the previously orderly fleet plunged into a sea of flames.
"The Italian Cannon! It's Zhang Menglong's legion! They've returned!" The warriors of Universe Seven cheered loudly.
"Charge! Crush their armies and avenge our fallen warriors of Universe Seven!" The excited warriors of Universe Seven suddenly seemed to possess endless courage.
This time, they had lost over a third, countless warriors sacrificed, much of their resources lost, and the enemy had to pay for it!
Zhang Menglong and the others went all out, naturally witnessing the remnants of what once was their area universe's legion bases, now ruins filled with their Universe Seven warrior corpses, the devastation unbearably heart-wrenching.
Although Zhang Menglong had little personal attachment to them, they were warriors who had bravely sacrificed for Universe Seven; now that he was back, justice had to be served!
"Attack! Hit them hard!" Zhang Menglong commanded the fleet, this time, he wanted to strike fear across the cosmos!
"They're here, we don't have time to retreat!"
Whether wormhole travel or curvature acceleration, both require a lengthy acceleration process, during which Zhang Menglong's fleet had enough time to deliver the agony.
"Go! Abandon the fleet; evacuate as much as you can; we'll go first!"
Level nine life forms, having grasped the universe's high-grade laws, could freely make short-distance spatial movements; by leaving this troubled place, they had a chance of escape!
However, as they attempted to tear the space for a move, they suddenly found the surrounding spatial density had increased tremendously; they couldn't rip through space! They were locked in!
A black curtain slowly opened before them as Zhang Menglong emerged from a space rift amidst a crowd.
"Gentlemen, after destroying my Universe Seven's Base City and killing my warriors, where do you think you're going now?"