Chapter 1693: Chapter 891: Drama Master Beyond the Stage
"The Silver City Duke is dead!"
In the flagship of the Black Water City Fleet, a soldier observed the battlefield from a satellite perspective throughout, his gaze never straying elsewhere, following He Jinqiuâs movements.
Once Qing Chen joined the battle, the three Drama Masters in the flagship began to pay attention to the fight as well.
Nearby, the combat advisors watched the holographic sand table, witnessing He Jinqiu shoot down the transport airship, seeing the Silver City Duke shatter He Jinqiuâs nine flying swords, and observing He Jinqiu sever the tendons in the Silver City Dukeâs hands and feet.
The battle started at the Aerial Fortress, reaching an incredible height unreachable and unimaginable for ordinary humans throughout!
Until He Jinqiuâs life force was exhausted, Qing Chen took the Silver City Dukeâs head with three God Cutter strikes.
The combat advisors were speechless with shock, a generation Duke from the Roosevelt Empire was dead!
However, when they turned to look at the Drama Masters, they found their faces showed no surprise, as if they had known the outcome all along.
This was the ending they had written long ago in the fragments of destiny!
At this moment, a commander from the Black Water City Corps suddenly asked, "If the three of you have seen this battle in the fragments of destiny, then we should have long used Silver City as a reference point, confirming their approximate location... about 20 kilometers east of Silver City. If we had dropped a missile early on, not only would the Silver City Duke die, He Jinqiu would die, but even Joker would die."
The commanderâs implication was: Joker is still alive.
One of the older Drama Masters glanced at him, "If the fate you see is an outcome you can accept, then do not attempt to change it. Because, you donât know what gift fate has prepared for you after you change it."
Another Drama Master said, "Moreover, we donât change it for reasons of its own."
Just then, a combat advisor said, "A floating airship from Silver City is requesting communication."
The three Drama Masters exchanged glances and nodded simultaneously: "Connect."
In the next moment, the Tenth Black Knight appeared in the holographic projection, his eyes slightly red, his spirit somewhat listless: "I am Lao Shi, I want to make a deal with you."
The Drama Master asked, "What deal?"
Lao Shi said, "Before my big brother left the Aerial Fortress, he told me if he really died, to use the position of the Poison Cup to trade with you. I know the Black Water Fleet and the Phoenix Fleet are stationed at the outpost, and the Second Princeâs fleet has already arrived at Silver City. You go kill Joker, Iâll immediately tell you where the Poison Cup is. That He Jinqiu is already dead, Joker has no floating airship to escape far, itâs not hard for you to kill him!"
The Drama Masters exchanged glances again, and one of them calmly said to Lao Shi: "You can begin."
Lao Shi froze, not understanding the disjointed conversation of the Drama Masters.
What does "You can begin" mean?
But in that brief moment of distraction, Lao Shi suddenly felt his neck sting as if a syringe had pierced into it.
He turned around in shock, seeing his disciple behind him, unexpectedly taking out a syringe and stabbing it into his neck.
"You betrayed me?" Lao Shi was incredulous.
But the young disciple looked at his master expressionlessly as he slowly fell to the ground.
He replaced Lao Shi in the holographic projection: "Heâs been knocked out, the coordinates will be sent to you, come over."
At this moment, the soldiers and officers in the Black Water City floating airship were shocked, not expecting such a twist, and when they looked at the Drama Masters, they were surprised to find that this scenario was also in their prophecy.
The other side had been waiting, waiting for Lao Shi to personally tell them, already knowing the whereabouts of the Poison Cup.
Because the Drama Masters had seen this scene early on, they did not intervene in the course of fate, saying earlier, "It seems we donât need to do anything, both targets will die, and we will get what we want, I have seen the future."
The two targets, the Silver City Duke and He Jinqiu, were already dead, and they got what they wanted.
Soon, the Black Water Fleet and Lao Shiâs floating airship converged.
All airships landed on the ground, two Genetic Warriors carried Lao Shi onto the Black Water Cityâs flagship, then carried him to the bottom of the shipâs cabin.
There, a device for possession was prominently placed.
A Genetic Warrior and Lao Shi lay down simultaneously, and, just ten minutes later, âLao Shiâ opened his eyes: "The Silver City Duke actually buried the Poison Cup in the Central Royal City, no wonder we couldnât find it all this time."
The Drama Master nodded, turned to the commander and said, "Immediately pass the information to His Majesty the King, we will return now."
The commander said in shock, "Wait, the Second Prince is still pursuing Joker, this Joker is also the Kingdomâs top target, donât we need to participate in the pursuit together?"
The Drama Master glanced at him, "The Second Prince has brought dozens of floating airships, which is enough. No matter how formidable Joker is, he has exhausted his awakened abilities and used up his Knight Vital Energy, he is left with only an A-Class shell."
The commander asked again, "Now that Silver City is leaderless, the Black Knights are mostly dead, only Lao Wu remaining, doesnât someone need to take over here?"
The Drama Master replied, "Next Storm City will come to take over here, but not now, return!"
A minute later, the Black Water Fleet and the Phoenix Fleet departed simultaneously.
Three minutes later, the Central Royal Cityâs garrison surrounded a residential building, sealing it off tightly, even prohibiting the garrison from entering the building themselves!
Five minutes later, a Drama Master came alone, entered the elevator to the 81st floor, and finally opened the room at the end of the corridor. In a hidden compartment behind the wardrobe, he found a goblet made of pure gold.
The goblet was luxurious, with 36 mesmerizing rubies inlaid on its exterior, looking like the eyes of vipers.
For some reason, as he stared at the goblet, the Drama Master thought, if he were to drip his own blood into it, it would surely become delicious.
The Drama Master chuckled, realizing that even though he was an A-Class, he was nearly bewitched by a taboo.
He took the Poison Cup out of the residential building and, escorted by an entire garrison, returned to the palace.
In fact, the Roosevelt Royalty had long planned for an expedition, but with the Poison Cup lost, they never had full confidence to cross the seas and defeat a nation.
They had always been waiting.
Now, the most crucial piece of the empireâs expedition plan had finally fallen into place.
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Outside Silver City.
Qing Chen was gouging out the eyes of the Silver City Duke. He said to Boss He, "Jindai Yunlo will surely be overjoyed now, a demigodâs eyeball, he couldnât possibly get such a good thing on his own. Iâm really looking forward to seeing what the Hundred-Eyed Demon looks like in its complete form. If a hundred pairs of B-Class eyeballs can make the Hundred-Eyed Demon rival a demigod, what effect would one demigodâs eyeball and a dozen A-Class eyeballs have? Boss He, do you think it could be on par with you?"
As Qing Chen placed the eyeballs into the formalin bag, he continued speaking to Boss He, "Did you see when I used God Cutter just now? Wasnât it dazzling? Just say it, this ability can even kill a demigod once unleashed, isnât it cool? When I awaken my ability to the demigod level, I wonât be limited to just seven uses of God Cutter, I feel like there could be more uses, maybe even 30, isnât that impressive? The next time I encounter the Silver City Duke, I could blind him with my eyes and beat the crap out of him. Of course, half of this credit belongs to you... What? One must be realistic? Alright, alright, 90% of the credit goes to you."
Qing Chen seemed to become suddenly chatty.
However, Boss He sat there, showing no intention of responding to Qing Chen.
Qing Chen suddenly grew a little downcast, "I know youâre burning your life force and donât have long to live, so you insisted on killing the Silver City Duke before your death, but... canât you hold on a bit longer? At least let Boss Zheng see you one last time... Whatâs the hurry to leave?"
As he complained, his mood only worsened.
He knew that war was not a dinner party... War brought victory through bloodshed and sacrifice.
He understood that victory without bloodshed and sacrifice was a false victory.
Yet even knowing all these truths, when Boss He departed, Qing Chen still felt genuinely saddened.
He looked at the now-silent Boss He, calculating in his mind which Black Knight was still alive.
After counting, only Lao Wu and Lao Shi were left out of the twelve Black Knights, all others were dead.
But how can Lao Wu still live? It was this Lao Wu who set a trap for Boss He and brought him back to Silver City, how can this person continue to live?
Qing Chen sacrificed the Silver City Dukeâs corpse, and the Puppeteer seemed to taste such a delicacy for the first time, leaping with joy.
It turned out that the Puppeteerâs original seven strings had now directly grown an eighth!
Qing Chen said to the Puppeteer, "Consider this an early New Yearâs treat, having a good bite early, your previous master never treated you like this, right?"
If the Puppeteer could shed tears now, surely it would.
All those rats from before werenât eaten in vain, all the grievances werenât suffered in vain!
Qing Chen lifted Boss Heâs body, carrying it on his back, and slowly walked towards the west.
He wanted to take Boss He home, couldnât leave him sitting in a place like this, the ground was quite chilly.
But at that moment, he heard the roar of engines in the sky.
Qing Chen abruptly turned his head, only to see a fleet rapidly pursuing him with a clear target!
"This is really unlucky," Qing Chen turned and ran with Boss He on his back, he himself didnât have the skills of a Sword Immortal, he really had no way to deal with enemies in the air.
If it were a demigod level, he could have used God Cutter to directly slice the floating airships, all electronic components along the God Cutterâs path would explode.
But for now, all he could do was run.
However, he hadnât run far before a rumbling came from ahead, and within seconds, he saw the silhouette of the Silver City Army emerging from the horizon.
The corps of three divisions had finally arrived...
To the west, north, and south were all army forces, while to the east was the Royal Fleet coming from Silver City!
At this moment, Qing Chen also felt that same sense of confusion Boss He had felt earlier, unsheathing his sword, glancing in all directions, feeling utterly outnumbered - the entire world is my enemy, my friend!
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