"boom!"

In the corridor of a building a hundred kilometers away from the area where Mark and others were.

At this moment, corpses were everywhere, and countless corpses were piled up into a bloody road, and a man wearing a black battle uniform, wearing a cloak, and a mechanical mask stepped on the bloody road.

Behind him, a group of soldiers wearing white war uniforms, holding particle cannons, and also wearing mechanical helmets with hidden appearances walked forward and stopped on a mechanical door.

Without any hesitation, the mechanical door was blown open with a shot, and behind it was a huge conference room.

In the center of the circular conference table, a three-dimensional virtual projection of a huge star core is slowly floating and rotating.

On one side, a group of old men of different races were hiding behind the conference table, holding weapons and aiming them at the door.

That is, the members of the House of Lords, who chooses the most respected existence from each race to join, and is the main political system of the entire Star Nuclear Alliance.

"You have thought it through! The future you chose is to pull the entire Milky Way into the endless abyss!" The head of the army who was the same tribe as Genova said with a serious expression.

"You are the ones who pull the Milky Way into the abyss!" The man in the black robe had a little anger, "The endless battle with the abyss will eventually wipe out the legacy of the Atrumans! Only by digesting all the legacy of the Atrumans and taking it to our own use can we truly reverse the future of the entire Milky Way."

"Absurd!" The old man of the Medalek tribe was a little excited, "It took us two hundred years to obtain the authority to use the Star Destroyer to digest the entire Atruman heritage. Do you know how much time it will take? How many civilizations will be destroyed at that time!

The development of the abyss is growing in a geometric multiple. During this period, the entire Milky Way will be covered with footprints of the abyss!”

"The civilization defeated by the abyss does not have any need to absorb and save it. Survival of the fittest is the law of the universe."

As he said that, the man in the black cloak waved his hand heavily without any hesitation.

Suddenly, one of the old members of the Frog tribe turned his weapon and pointed it at the several members beside him, and shot without any hesitation.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

No one would have thought that the old man from the frog clan would betray the old man, and the particle light cannon shot into the old man, and countless pieces of limbs and flesh flew together.

The technician beside him quickly stepped forward and pressed the palm of an old man who had left the remaining warmth on the ground on the electronic screen he was holding. With two dripping sounds, the technician looked at the old man in the frog clan with some joy and said.

"Successful, Chief."

Another technician also turned his head in surprise after receiving some news.

"We also controlled the command room."

The old man of the frog tribe did not speak, but walked slowly forward. He sat down on the chair in the center of the round conference table, raised his left leg and put it on his right leg, and grinned.

"Now, this star core belongs to us."

The soldiers in white war suits around looked at each other, and even though they were separated by a mechanical mask, they could still feel the joy under their masks.

"Transfer my voice to the Starship."

"yes!"

.........

"boom!"

With an explosion, a frog mecha was easily cut open by a power armor using a particle knife and exploded instantly.

The operating system of the Frog Clan mecha in the star core is still the same hand-pole operation. Even if they have undergone the most professional training, their reaction speed is still not comparable to that of the power armor that uses complete stealth technology to achieve zero delay.

Moreover, the small body of the power armor is obviously more flexible than the mecha that is more than ten meters tall. There is also a danger prediction system developed based on the Noah's Ark system in the power armor.

It is a technology in the final chapter of Resident Evil. It can accurately capture the enemy's action data and carefully calculate and predict their next actions.

Under the superposition of these buffs, they can be at ease when facing the Frog Clan mecha.

However, under this dense firepower, they still had a little difficulty in fighting. Some of the power armor was shot by particle cannons and instantly lost its combat power.

"Citizens of the Star Nuclear Alliance." At this time, a strange radio sound came from all around.

At the same time, several virtual projection screens appeared in the black space above, covering almost the sight of all residents of the dark city.

On the screen is the old man of the frog tribe. He is hunched, wrinkled, and has very long white eyebrows. He looks very old last year.

"It's the second seat of the House of Lords, Zaribs."

Looking at that screen, Zach said.

"I didn't expect it would be him... he was obviously the earliest member of the alliance parliament."

"I'm sorry to convey a heavy news to you. Two minutes ago, some members of the parliament and the speaker of the parliament were brutally killed by the rebels."

Zanribs said with a heavy expression.

"But please rest assured that the rebels who killed these members of the parliament have been resolved by our Second Army, and Speaker Spencer handed over the key of the star core to me before his death. Now, I will temporarily serve as Speaker.

Citizens, soldiers, I know you are very sad and painful, so do I, but..."

While speaking, a small split screen appeared beside him, which also showed the scene of Britannian army fighting against the star core army, and his words continued.

"But the rebels have not completely resolved. Please put away your tears and don't let the enemy see their weakness. Victory will eventually belong to us."

Zanribs stretched out his hand and placed it on his heart with a solemn expression.

"And I will inherit the will of the MPs and be with you."

....

"It's so beautiful." Zach looked at the man on the virtual projection with his head. "It was obviously a murderer who killed the MP and forced the MP to hand over his authority to his murderer, but now he has transformed into a hero who avenged the MP and inherited the MP's will."

"This kind of nonsense will never deceive other adults!" Zangzas said excitedly.

"Yes, it's true that he can't cheat, but as long as he can deceive ordinary people," Zach murmured softly, "It's possible to turn on the public projection of the entire star core, which means that the authority of the star core key has been fully controlled by him, and the weapon system and starship that represents the entire star core are controlled by them.

Even if the senior management is unable to make the situation come true if he wants to take action again, he is not trying to convince the senior management of the star core, but to give them a step forward."

"How...how could it be..." Zangzas was obviously a little unacceptable.

"We took the blame for them, right?" Mark said.

"Parliamentarians are the most respected existence in every ethnic group. It is precisely because of this complex alliance that obeys the council's dispatch, and no one is willing to be charged with killing parliamentarians."

Zach leaned against a chair on one side and looked at the Czech road that had been sitting next to the control table and tried to turn off the virtual projection screen.

"If you want to blame, blame you for coming here in time."

"Stop trying, our operating systems can only be used by the star core key invading the star core system.

Therefore, the use of each function requires the star core key to generate a key. The owner of the star core key changed hands just now, so the key was naturally refreshed."

"boom!"

Hearing this, the Czech kicked the control table with a irritable kick, "What a system that breaks the blame."

"After all, it's not something that belongs to us." Zach murmured softly with a deep face.

.........

There are also more and more starships and mechas surrounding the Britannian army, covering the surrounding sky, streets and houses.

"The rebels on the opposite side, you have been surrounded. Please immediately put down your weapons and surrender and accept the trial of the Alliance's laws!"

Even if the person who could not see the sound was still able to hear their anger from their tone.

In the House of Lords, Zaribus looked at the Britannian army surrounded by starships and raised the corner of his mouth.

"Tell the people below to try not to kill them, we also need to investigate their origins..."

"yes!"

.........

"I can suggest you better follow their opinions," Zach said. "If you continue to resist, there is no objection except to increase casualties."

But Mark did not respond at all. He looked up at all the enemy units present. This was almost all the combat power of the entire Star Nuclear Alliance, densely packed and tingling.

"Is this what, is all the combat power of your star core?"

Lick nodded, "There should be some of them who are carrying out the rescue operation and have not returned yet."

Mark nodded, took out a folder from somewhere and recorded something in his hand, muttering while recording it again.

"The combat power is very impressive, and this will be an army with decisive power."

Hearing the sound, Zach frowned and turned around, looking at Mark beside him with some confusion.

"Don't you recognize the current situation?"

"It would be great if the weapon integrity could be maintained to the greatest extent." Mark covered his head with headache and murmured softly.

"You can use mental attacks." At this time, Gathia spoke.

"Mental Attack?" Mark raised his eyebrows and looked at Gaitiya. "The Atrumans have been dealing with the abyss for many years. Does their starships not even have a mental barrier?"

"The mecha is the technology of the alliance, and fighter jets and starships do have it, but..." Gaitiya turned his head, "They didn't drive, you know, this is not their thing."

Mark nodded, raised his head, looked around, his eyes flashed with a shimmer and murmured softly.

"Then, leave it to me."

Mark had no shield at the beginning and was survived by the terrible spiritual pressure by Yamamoto Shigekuro throughout the whole process.

At that time, Mark's mental power was qualitatively changed under this high pressure.

In the rules of the world, something is awakened by the addition of One Piece's power system.
To be continued...