Fang Zhou, why do people say I am a succubus?

Considering that Chen Zhou asked for the sword handle, the old fox Kaister immediately guessed his purpose.

But at this moment, the situation was stronger than she was, and her life was in the hands of the other party. She had no choice but to get up from the ground in a panic and take Chen Zhou to the core cabin where the sword seat was placed.

"Your Highness Chen Zhou, to be honest, I still think your plan is very risky. The Breath of Kings is the symbol of Victoria's royal power. It can protect a settlement and a city. It is true that it does have the function of offsetting a certain degree of Originium reaction, but on the battlefield..." Kaister hesitated to speak.

"You are worthy of being the one who took the lead in developing the Sword Throne, but you must go."

Chen Zhou ignored her concerns and threatened calmly, "Since you've guessed the plan, you have to go whether you like it or not. If you lose even one of the reserve warships, I won't let you go."

Compared with squeezing the coalition forces of the other three dukes, the price Caister could offer was too little.

Not to mention, Chen Zhou would never allow this number one person under the Iron Duke to continue to grow bigger and stronger in Victoria.

Even if she was blackmailed, she had to go.

Caister's expression finally turned ugly.

But she took a deep breath and controlled her anger.

As a Grand Duke, it would have been fine if he had to bow down to the descendant of the border region leader, but he actually received no benefit at all and even his title of Duke was only "temporarily" retained.

Behind him, Chen Zhou captured the other party's inner resentment through the Shadow Originium technique. He did not point it out, but continued to kick forward from time to time.

Kaister's expression was eerily calm, but his tone was still polite and respectful. "We're here. This is where the sword throne is placed."

Following her direction, Chen Zhou soon saw a metal platform emitting silver light under the lights, with a layer of golden light on the surface.

Strands of golden threads climb and fold towards the high-tech sword seat in the center, and finally converge and flow at the mouth of the scabbard.

"You're not completely without merit."

As Kaister endured the heartache in his eyes, Chen Zhou stretched out his hand, and a broken sword pierced through the clouds, circled in the cabin, and landed in his palm.

"Wait, why did the Breath of Kings stop?!" Kaister's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but blurt out.

"It's okay, it can still be used after some repairs."

Chen Zhou grabbed the sword pedestal with one hand and held the Breath of Kings in the other. He originally planned to try to insert it, but then he thought that this thing would make a lot of noise, so he decided to save it for the battlefield.

This scene of wanting to insert but not wanting to, and hesitating between the two, stirred up a thousand waves in Kaister's heart when he saw it.

Can the broken Breath of Kings still be used?

Is he going to use this to save the Duke's coalition from the Sarkaz?

What did he think?

The safety of the five dukes depends on this broken sword?

He watched helplessly as Chen Zhou got the sword holder and threatened him in a "strong-looking but weak-hearted" way before leaving.

Kaister returned to the cabin, covering his mouth with one hand and rubbing his butt with the other. The swollen area still hurt a little.

No, we can't leave Victoria to such a lunatic!

The rise of such a madman is a complete disaster for the dukes and nobles!

Although Chen Zhou was gone, Kaister didn't dare to be careless. She sat on the bed with a bruised face and nose, and stayed there all night.

After everyone woke up and there was no possibility that Chen Zhou would suddenly appear in front of them, Kaister quietly sent more guards.

At the same time, a trace of resentment flashed in her pupils. She picked up the communicator and contacted the Colombian ambassador to Victoria.

"That's right, Mr. President, I can accept the conditions offered by your Ministry of Defense. Building a military base, resolving trade barriers, introducing Colombian capital... all of these are acceptable. As long as Chen Zhou can be eliminated."

The ambassador's voice came from the communicator, obviously very satisfied.

"You are truly worthy of being Victoria's most enlightened Duke. The Tara Red Dragon is committing atrocities and aiding the demons in their abuses. To ensure federal defense security and protect the human rights and freedoms of the civilians of Londinium, the Colombian Ministry of Defense will, as always, proactively contain the threat."

"I wonder about your country's weapon..." Kaister pointed out the key point.

"Don't worry." The ambassador smiled obscurely, "This weapon will completely change the way Terra fights. Its power far exceeds the imagination of the Terrans."

"But that red dragon has strong physical resistance."

Kaister hesitated.

Is Columbia's new weapon as good as Londinium's?

Humph, a group of jackals.

Thinking of this terrible situation, Kaister became more and more envious of the airship.

As long as we get that ship, we can control the Red Dragon and Columbia at will, right?

"Hahaha." The ambassador explained, as if he had heard a joke. "How can a mantis arm stop a chariot? How can a knight split the sea? That weapon—it comes from an ancient civilization."

Kaister suddenly felt at ease.

"In that case, happy cooperation."

"It's a pleasure to work with you, Duke of Caister."

Nice work with you both.

Chen Yuzhou dispersed from Kaster's shadow and left the Glory.

……

Tremont, Rhine Life Headquarters.

A secret meeting was held in the General Director's Office, attended by Ferdinand, Director of the Energy Department, Nasti, Director of the Engineering Department, Holhaiya, a military representative, and other directors.

"Everyone, it's been a year since Project Horizon Arc was launched."

Hol Haiya, with her legs in black silk stockings lifted, raised her lips. "According to the estimated timeline provided by Rhine Life, the focusing generator should be ready for testing now."

"Ms. Holhaiya, I wonder what experiment you are referring to?"

In the main seat, Christen knocked on the desk and looked at the other person cautiously.

"Don't be so intimidating, Christen." Fat Snake's tone was frivolous, his chin resting on his folded fingers. "A hunk has suddenly appeared in Victoria, and those dukes can't stand it anymore. The old men in the Ministry of Defense hope you can produce some results."

After saying this, she playfully stuck out her tongue, slowly approached with her indigo-colored nails, and gestured to the universe with her fingertips, "The little bit of progress that can humanely destroy that red dragon."

"Drak, the one who gave the 'I Have a Dream' speech and saved the citizens of Londinium?" Nasti asked coldly.

"Hehe, that's right." The fat snake held his chin with one hand, and looked straight at the other party with his green vertical pupils.

"In addition to Rhine Life, the Ministry of National Defense has also assembled a special forces team. Once the Focus Generator locks onto and generates energy, this team will be responsible for finishing off the red dragon. It's a shame that Director Saria of the Defense Department isn't here. I really want to know who's more powerful, her or that ace fighter, Jeston Williams."

"Could it be that the Ministry of Defense thinks that even the energy from the focused generator can't kill him?" Muirseth was stunned.

"Who knows, water elf." Holhaiya laughed.

Chapter 71: Madam, Don’t Panic, It’s Me

The kingdom of the sky, the floating city.

After successfully angering Duke Kaster, Chen Zhou received a call from the Transformer cluster and brought back the persuaded Great Transformation Teacher.

"Is this the Kingdom of the Sky? It's truly unique."

Facing the slightly strange looks from passersby, the shapeshifter, revealing his true form and covered in slime, looked around the city curiously.

"Of course, as a special individual in the shapeshifter group, you are welcome to join us."

"You are wrong, little red dragon." The shapeshifter shook his head. "In fact, the group has split into three parts. Behind me, there are thousands of shapeshifters who are still looking for themselves."

Chen Zhou looked at him, pondered for a moment, and said, "I understand. Now, everyone in the group you represent has begun to think and act independently. Even the shared Transformer network has become independent."

"Shaper Network? Interesting concept." The shapeshifter said with a faint smile.

"Since you are trying to find yourselves, I suggest you each choose a name or number so that you can better distinguish yourself from the group."

"That's a good idea. Do you have any naming suggestions?"

"Hmm..." Chen Zhou thought for a moment, analyzed briefly, and discovered a blind spot. "Since you're my representative, I'll call you Transformer Sister. The other Transformers will simply be numbered, like Transformer 10032, Transformer 114514, and Transformer Finale."

"Direct numbering is indeed convenient and easy to remember, but we can continue to split up. The name 'Last Order' is meaningless. Also, why am I called 'Shaper Sister'?"

"Because you need my help to help you complete the sublimation of your life!" Chen Zhou insisted.

"Help? In what way?" The shapeshifter sister became interested.

“The life of an ordinary person goes through a series of processes including joy, longing, love, migration, nesting, reproduction, multiplication, reproduction, satisfaction…”

Chen Zhou stretched out his finger, patiently and seriously teaching like a physiology teacher.

"Oh."

The shapeshifter sister suddenly realized what was going on and said to the shocked passersby:

"You want to sleep with me?!"

"You've read too many Yanguo novels..."

Chen Zhou, who longed to become a transformer, twitched the corner of his mouth subtly.

"Actually, I'm also quite curious about species mating!"

The shapeshifter sister's eyes lit up, and she thought that this little red dragon was not only a good person, but also had a sharp eye. With just a casual word, he helped her find the direction to explore herself.

"Go, go, go, please mate with me quickly!"

"This person is framing me!"

Under the subtle gazes of passers-by, Chen Zhou became a little anxious and quickly pointed at the slime to prove his innocence.

Fortunately, the common people still have a filter for their leaders.

Apart from a few idiots who laughed out loud, several female fans immediately became angry and contacted the uncle in the hat directly. Then they pointed at the shapeshifter sister and started talking and speaking disdainfully to her.

Seriously, who is this tomboy who actually said such nympho stuff to the leader!

The leader is such a pure and lovely brother, but he would blush even when greeted by sisters in the fan club.

Why did I meet someone who speaks foul language?

Oh, I feel sorry for my brother.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Chen Zhou was like an ignorant little deer that had met a bad guy, and he "fled" from the scene anxiously. However, the tomboy was indomitable, nimbly dodged the sisters' blockade, and slowly stretched out the devil's claws from the abyss towards the clever little deer.

The sisters were so angry that they caught Chen Huijie who came late and scolded her.

"Why do you say that?" The shapeshifter sister blocked Chen Zhou in a dark alley, her tone full of doubt.

"Because the leader's filter can't be broken!" Chen Zhou explained seriously. He looked at the shapeshifter sister and asked, "Are you genderless?"

"Yes, mucus is the line that makes up our bodies."

Hearing this, Chen Zhou understood. "In that case, before you can complete the meaning of life, you must transform into a female body."

"Who do you want me to become?" The shapeshifter sister quickly understood what the other party meant.

Chen Zhou felt a little embarrassed by the familiar lines. When he thought that the person in front of him was a slime girl, and a deformed girl at that, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Today she's the Black Queen, tomorrow she's the White Queen, the day after tomorrow she's Lamaren (Logos's mom), the day after that she's Theresa, just think about it...

Shrimp-headed fly!

Is there really anyone interested in the dead Theresa?

Anyway, I don't feel guilty at all. Your Highness is so kind, how could he do that to her, unless she wins the resurrection match... Wait, she has been resurrected, although she has to die again.

Theresa: I died twice.

"Then it's Lamaren." Chen Zhou responded in a muffled voice.

Under his burning gaze, the shapeshifter sister's body changed, quickly transforming into a graceful figure with a dignified wife's bun and a black net veil.

She caressed her chest with her left hand, her expression melancholy. The pure black floor-length stand-up collar dress could not hide the proudness of her chest, but instead filled it up.

"Keep going!" Chen Zhou gave a thumbs up.

The gushing scent of a loving wife, the uncontainable fullness, and the tight curves easily arouse the desire of Terra men.

It is simply a scourge that harms the youth of the empire - Slaanesh!

The worst thing is that after the shapeshifter mimics the opponent, he can even completely copy the opponent's thoughts and memories.

At this moment, Lamaren tilted her head slightly, and her gaze towards Chen Zhou was filled with disdain, revealing the kind of resistance that a yellow-haired man would bring upon his son when he was bullied. One could not help but say: Madam, you don’t want Xiao Luo to be bullied by me in Victoria, do you?

Shapeshifter sister, you are so despicable!

In order to fall asleep with me quickly, he even imitated my facial expressions so perfectly!