The Final Battle (Part 1)

In the distant void of the Prada Homeworld, Xiao Hen slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the distant, silent Prada Homeworld, and surveyed his surroundings. Finding a few small satellites monitoring him, he pointed a finger at the void, sending out a ripple that annihilated and destroyed all the surrounding monitoring equipment.

"The Angel War has reached its most critical moment." Xiao Hen said faintly, "Then, issue the order for all angels to rush here! The final battle has arrived."

"Ding! The avatar of the Lord of Time and Space has issued the final battle order. All participating angels are to rush to the Prada Homeworld at top speed. The first ten to arrive will be rewarded with one hundred Divine Power Value."

Through three consecutive rounds of information broadcasting, the prompts of the Angel System rang continuously in the minds of the angels. All participating angels received the assembly order for the final battle at the very first moment.

Is the final battle coming?

Rush to the Prada Homeworld? That’s going to take a long time!

Hahaha, excellent, that one hundred Divine Power Value is mine. I am only half a year’s journey away from the Prada Homeworld here. With the Level 7 Warship provided by my civilization, I can arrive in just half a year!

As the overlord of the vast galaxy, the Prada Civilization occupied about a third of the territory of the entire galaxy, and all of it was in the resource-rich galactic core region. Other civilizations could only occupy the outer regions of the galaxy. At this moment, more than three hundred participating angels had all entered Prada territory, but their distances to the Prada Homeworld varied.

Xiao Hen paid no attention to the approaching angels. The news had already been sent out, and whether they could snatch a spot in the top ten arrivals was entirely their own business. Those who arrived later still had a chance to obtain rewards, which was to render meritorious service in the final battle, naturally accompanied by generous bounties.

After sending this message, Xiao Hen’s gaze once again fell upon the Prada Homeworld. Countless warships were already swarming around the Prada Homeworld, reaching a terrifying number of over ten million. These were all Level 7 Warships! Ten million Level 7 Warships—if they simultaneously fired their main cannons to bombard Xiao Hen, this avatar of his would undoubtedly die.

Of course, he was not foolish enough to stand there motionlessly and let the enemy bombard him.

"Interesting, these orcs seem to be plotting something." Xiao Hen rubbed his chin and smiled, "However, so many Level 7 Warships, these are all Plot Points! If I can capture all tens of millions of these warships, then my Plot Points will be inexhaustible. Everything in the Shuttle Vault can be redeemed, including that Heart of Eternity, as well as all items among the Level 8 items, and oh, Level 7 items as well. Although those things are not too precious to me now, they can be taken and placed in the Virtual Mall for trade."

The future Virtual Mall would be modeled after the real-world Taobao. Every angel would be both a merchant and a buyer, while he, as the Lord of Time and Space, would be the platform provider, as well as the third-party payment platform like Alipay, the authenticator, the guarantor, and also the currency provider.

With a virtual currency like Divine Power Value firmly in hand, it could be said that Xiao Hen was still the one making the most money!

"The Virtual Mall is almost established, just waiting to open after this war ends. Hehe, I really am looking forward to it!" Xiao Hen smiled. The last thing he worried about now was resources. Plot Points were something he could get easily now. Not to mention that after the Virtual Mall was established, countless resources would endlessly flow into his hands from the heavens and worlds; just these Prada warships before him alone could bring him a bumper harvest.

"Let me take a look at what you are planning."

Xiao Hen closed his eyes slightly, raised a hand in a summoning gesture, and a fist-sized metal ball appeared in his palm. The metal ball trembled slightly, then became still. Xiao Hen smiled faintly and put it away.

"Emmy Robot detector, since Divine Sense cannot detect it, I’ll use technological means to probe!"

Yes, the metal ball from just now was an aggregate of Emmy Robots. A fist-sized metal ball gathered more than 800 billion Emmy Robots. Just now, after Xiao Hen took out the metal ball, it trembled slightly. It seemed unchanged and was put away by Xiao Hen again, but in fact, if it were magnified countless times and its mass measured from a microscopic perspective, one would find that its mass had decreased by dozens of grams.

This tens of grams of metal composition was formed by 15 million Emmy Robots. In other words, without anyone noticing, 15 million Emmy Robots had already flown out, scattering in all directions to investigate the secret plots secretly conducted by the Prada Civilization.

Above the Prada Homeworld, inside the imperial palace.

This was a heavily mechanized steel palace, filled with the rough style that the orcs found difficult to shed. This style, stemming from human nature, originated from the habits of the orcs in the ancient era before their civilization became developed. It was a barbaric and ancient custom.

Inside the palace, upon the upper seat sat a huge throne embedded with all kinds of precious gems. Sitting upon the throne was a sturdy figure with the head of a lion and the body of a man. This figure wore a crown, held a scepter, and wore a solemn and majestic expression.

The courtiers on the lower seats were not standing, but each had a seat. However, to display the disparity in status, their seats were relatively short and lacked gorgeous decorations.

On these seats sat the leaders of the various orc races of the Prada Civilization. They united under the Prada government led by the Lion Emperor clan. The Prada Empire was formed by these orc tribes into a colossal civilization whose sphere of influence spanned the entire galaxy.

"Your Majesty, you know the current situation as well; we do not have much time left!" A tiger-headed, human-bodied man stood up from his seat, his tiger eyes looking up at the Lion Emperor above and saying, "Since all the legions have arrived at the homeworld, we should immediately go out and fight a decisive battle against that mysterious person!"

"Well said!" Seeing the Lion Emperor’s expressionless look, a sturdy bear-headed, human-bodied fellow beside him stood up and roared in a low voice, "Too many of our clan’s lads have died at his hands. We must kill that fellow and let him know that our Prada Civilization is not so easily bullied!"

Seeing these two reckless men step forward to ask for battle, the other orc lords and patriarchs remained silent. Some had contemplative looks in their eyes, some sighed speechlessly, some even wore sneers as if finding the ignorance of these two amusing, while others looked at the expressionless Lion Emperor, because everything required the Emperor’s decision.

"Silence!"

The Lion Emperor calmly glanced at everyone and finally spoke: "What the current situation is, I know better than you do!"