Li Ming’s movements were swift and ruthless. With Diaz’s strength, he was completely no match for the fully-formed Mechanical Sovereign—White Tiger Form.
Surveying the battlefield, the Mechanical Sovereign disassembled, and the Four Heavenly Kings quickly moved to erase traces of the scene, after which he caused further destruction.
He knew that there existed an advanced technique that could, in a short time, restore a region to the state of past events through the Information State, but if the damage was too severe, it would be impossible to achieve.
He stuffed the already disassembled Diaz into the Tank Guard, Li Ming shifted away, entering another Dimension World, where yellow sand whirled all around, and he threw him onto the ground.
He coughed dryly, blood oozing from his mouth, glaring at Li Ming with gritted teeth, forcing out a few words from his throat, "Costat’s plan really is nonsense. You had no intention... no intention of easing tensions with the Empire."
Prince Costat’s plan?
Li Ming’s expression paused slightly, inferring from Diaz’s tone that it should be a plan similar to collaborating with him.
"Who says there isn’t?" Li Ming shook his head, "Isn’t this collaboration?"
Diaz was momentarily stunned, then looked aghast, incredulously saying, "Is it... is it the Royal Family, did the Royal Family betray me?"
What exactly is the Royal Family doing!?
This was the reaction, Li Ming secretly recorded it, and then began to absorb his Genetic Essence.
Diaz’s stimulation was obviously intense, continually questioning and roaring, but Li Ming did not reveal more.
After he completely absorbed the Genetic Essence, Li Ming cleanly and efficiently killed Diaz.
He exhaled a long breath, his eyes flickering, "Ryan... no rush..."
He opened the Control Page and directly consumed Genetic Essence to enhance.
Seven Evolutionary Sources, five have already reached S-Class, only two remain, and the total has reached three hundred and eighty-four times.
"The development progress is only 35%..." Li Ming sighed, in the past two months, apart from fighting those Dimension Life Forms, he only enhanced the Genetic Seed by 5%.
He shook his head, and with a flicker of his silhouette, he vanished from this Dimension World.
A day and a half later, in a lavish palace, under the guidance of a servant, Abel walked through a metal corridor adorned with virtual portraits, arriving at the innermost laboratory.
The entire laboratory wasn’t large, with white-clad lab personnel coming and going in a hurry, placed at the center’s metal operating table was a blood-colored crystal.
Prince Costat was standing aside listening to a report, frowning slightly, "Your meaning is that this thing only has an effect in the Dimension World?"
"Yes." The lab personnel nodded, looking awkward, "Its material is very special; we haven’t figured out specifically what it reacts to."
Prince Costat was about to speak when he noticed Abel’s arrival, waving his hand, and the lab personnel dispersed.
"Uncle..." Abel nodded, then curiously asked, "What’s this?"
"Nothing much, just a small thing caught before, related to the Forbidden Life Form—Chrono." Prince Costat briefly explained, then took Abel away.
"Chrono?" Abel paused mid-step; he knew this name.
"Mm, no need to mind too much." Costat didn’t elaborate, taking Abel to a private office.
"Sit." He pointed to a chair; Abel sat down in confusion, "What’s the reason for calling me?"
"An incident has occurred in the Central World." Costat’s face was gloomy, and Abel’s heart skipped a beat; he suddenly had a bad premonition, hastily collecting his thoughts, cautiously asking, "What happened?"
"Diaz recently led a group to ambush the Holy Revolution Army. Thirty-six hours ago, the entire fleet disappeared." Costat sighed:
"After sending people to scout, it can be basically confirmed that the whole army was annihilated."
"What!?" Abel was shocked, Diaz is dead?
A sense of fear rose from within, having someone die by his hands, the uneasiness of initial betrayal made him unsettled.
Costat didn’t pay much attention, he was quite surprised when he learned about it, massaging his eyebrows,
"Only a handful of people know about this, he died on the way, clearly ambushed, and those who knew of this plan are few."
Abel’s unease grew, Costat looked up at him, saying, "I intend to have you temporarily take charge of investigating this matter."
Hmm? Abel paused, looking up in surprise, Costat seemed very weary, "Of course, it’s just in name. I plan to launch an investigation into internal personnel; only your status can hold sway."
"What’s your opinion?"
"I have no problem." The shame from betrayal made Abel agree promptly, surprising Costat slightly.
Investigating one’s own people is often thankless, but Abel agreed so decisively, leaving Costat a bit relieved, nodding, "You have responsibility."
"The current situation is unstable, and the internal dynamics are increasingly turbulent; many people are hesitant, thinking it’s a crisis, but it’s also hope."
Costat hinted deeply, "You must grasp it firmly."
Abel nodded reluctantly, responding with a few perfunctory words before hurriedly leaving with the excuse of other matters, his expression very somber.
All the way back to his residence, entering the deepest room, he opened the smart terminal, finding Li Ming, who seemed to be waiting for him, and immediately connected.
"Who..." Abel instinctively shouted, then nervously lowered his voice, "Who told you to kill Diaz!?"
"Who?" Li Ming’s tone was very surprised, "Wasn’t it your command, Your Highness?"
"When did I tell you to kill." Abel countered.
"Then why did you give me the information, so detailed at that, what do you expect me to do?" Li Ming retorted.