Casting spells

abandon……

In this utilitarian group, it is not a very rare thing.

There are more than a hundred barren worlds that have been abandoned on record.

The Darentes stationed in those worlds, without asking, know that they will never return to their home planets for the rest of their lives, but will be exiled like criminals until they are completely dead, or on a barren planet. established absolute domination.

No one wants to be one of the outcasts!

Because that would mean losing the future, losing access to knowledge, power and power, and a proud identity.

Especially their descendants will gradually degenerate as they cannot obtain excellent bloodlines from the ethnic group, and will eventually integrate with the indigenous residents they despise.

"No! Not quite! We have another chance!"

Seeing that many people's emotions were mobilized, the woman finally threw out a bait.

"Plan? What plan? Do you have a way to repair the ultra-long-distance portal blocked by the energy storm?" Another man couldn't help asking loudly.

"If I had the ability to repair the portal, do you think I would wait until now? No, we don't have that kind of technology, let alone that kind of knowledge. But I know that there is someone who can help us." The woman raised her hand to create had a phantom.

As for the content of the illusion, it was nothing but a boy who looked exactly like Luke.

The only difference is that the boy is wearing a robe that symbolizes the high-level spellcaster of the Darente civilization, and his eyes reveal a strong self-confidence and a majesty that is not commensurate with his age.

"Isn't this the boy Wells was obsessed with?"

"No! No! He's not! Although that boy also showed incredible talent, his understanding of magic is still far from being able to wear the robe of the previous view."

"Ah! I remembered! When I communicated with the mother star some time ago, I seemed to hear a rumor. It was him who invented the method of repairing the ring of space, and also personally led the expeditionary force to conquer World 93. gone."

……

Suddenly, many people began to exchange information with each other.

Due to the isolation, the contact with the mother star cannot be maintained anytime and anywhere like a glance, but it takes a while to report the situation, and then send a small amount of information by the way.

So until now, many people have not figured out the truth of the year.

"That's right! This boy is the supreme commander of the No. 93 World Expeditionary Force. I think if he knows that there is a guy who is very similar to him in our world, or even exactly the same as him, what do you think he will do?" The woman pursed her lips with a half-smile expression.

"Of course I'll come here immediately!"

"Ah! I understand! What we need to do now is not to seek help from the home planet, but to the expeditionary force from World 93."

The first thousand and 340 chapter two captivity

"How, are those survivors still struggling in vain?"

Sitting on the seat in the central steeple hall of the magic fortress, the boy rested his chin and looked at the planet he destroyed by himself through the pictures transmitted from various places, without raising his head to ask.

Since he got the secret about his life experience from the "Prophet", not only did he not show the slightest abnormality, but he continued to return to the expeditionary force to fulfill his own accusations and obligations.

With the defeat of the thirteen "Kings", the world has lost its last means of defense. Whether it is the spreading curse of infection or the Darente unleashing their anger, it is enough to completely destroy the remaining life. .

At the same time, various large-scale magic puppets have also been manufactured one after another to exploit those precious and important resources in a predatory manner.

Especially non-renewable and deeply buried mineral deposits, after simple processing, they are continuously sent back to the parent star for further processing.

When the assembly line of plundering and mining is in full swing, the boy can even hear the world's mournful cry.

There is no doubt that this is the revenge of the typical Darente, the price that must be paid for the destruction of the last expeditionary force in this world.

"Yes, Commander. Those surviving guys hid behind a canyon fortress, thinking they could survive the catastrophe by relying on natural danger." The leader of the shapeshifters standing aside showed a cruel and cunning smile on his face.

No need to ask, he knew that his subordinates must have infiltrated in long ago, ready to create panic, chaos, or even open the city gate to let a few curse-infected guys in.

But the boy obviously didn't intend to do this, instead he asked with great interest, "How many people do they have left?"

"About 50 to 60. A small number are children, but no elderly people." The leader of the shapeshifters gave a relatively accurate number without thinking.

"If that's the case, then let them survive. Send spellcasters to cast them a few walls with a height of more than 50 meters, and then preach that this is salvation from the gods." The boy ordered casually.

"You mean... keep them in captivity? Make them think we are gods!" A strange gleam flashed in the eyes of the leader of the shapeshifters, and he instantly realized the intention of doing so.

Undoubtedly, as a planet that was almost completely destroyed by the infectious curse, most of the land could no longer be planted and cultivated. Only the canyon could barely support a part of the population.

This also means that, limited by food, water and other resources, the survivors have lost the foundation to develop civilization again, and can only hide behind the wall and survive. The population is sent out to die, to ensure that internal conflicts will not cause order to collapse.

That's right!

They will be kept in captivity like cattle and sheep, and will become toys for the Darente to entertain in the future.

In the eyes of the leader of the shapeshifters, the commander himself wants to conquer the world not only physically, but also spiritually.

Cool!

Heartless!

cruel!

He really couldn't figure out why a teenager would have such vicious thoughts.

I didn't see the few Darente people around who have always been known for their cruelty and cunning, so they couldn't help showing a horrified expression.

The boy clearly saw through the minds of these people in the hall, and nodded with a half-smile: "That's right! From today on, we are their gods, their demons, their beliefs, and the objects of their fear and despair. Take control! I want the expeditionary forces to be the masters of their destiny."

"Understood! I'll do it right away." The leader of the shapeshifters saluted, turned and left without saying a word.

He understands that he can't ask any more questions, otherwise God knows what will be waiting for him next.

Not long after he stepped out of the gate, a Darente woman in charge of communication quickly walked in from the side door of the steeple on his back, and reported in a slightly nervous voice: "Your Excellency, Commander, I just received a message. "

"Oh? Is it from the home planet?" The boy turned around and glanced at it.

"No! It's from another isolated world, and it's also one of the first few worlds we conquered." As she said that, the woman offered a slate that recorded the information with both hands.

"Another isolated world? They don't use their precious resources to communicate with their mother planet, but they still have the heart to send me a message..." The boy muttered to himself with a strange face, and took the slate to read information stored in it.

The moment his fingers touched the stone slab, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his originally casual expression instantly became serious.

After a full minute, he asked, "Who else has read this message? Who else knows?"

"Besides me, you are the first." The Darent woman quickly responded.

Although with her level and status, it is impossible to know what happened 12 years ago, but she also knows that this matter is absolutely unusual.

"Very good! As a reward, you can die!"