Chapter 3889: Once Is Enough to Be Deceived
They didn't want to fight him, and even asked him to name his terms. There's no such thing as a free lunch clearly, they realized that fighting him would be extremely costly, and they might not even win. To avoid losses, they were reluctantly yielding. If it weren't for the mechanical voice, if the other side had emotions, they'd probably be gnashing their teeth right now.
Since they asked him to name his terms, Lin Moyu wasn't going to be polite.
"I'm interested in your technology. Give me a set of your tech data, and a starship, and we'll call it even," Lin Moyu stated his demands.
Is that excessive?
Not really. He wasn't asking for detailed blueprints just an introduction would do. After all, as a cultivator, he wouldn't understand most of it anyway. Of course, he could integrate the data into the Myriad Worlds. Maybe in the Myriad Worlds, some tech Dao Lord races would emerge, making it more diverse which wouldn't be a bad thing.
Only two seconds after Lin Moyu made his request, the other side replied: "We refuse. Starships are our highest technology. There's no way we can give you one. Please ask for something else."
The refusal was so blunt that Lin Moyu could even sense a trace of anger in the mechanical voice.
Lin Moyu replied, "In that case, there's nothing left to discuss. I hope you won't regret your choice!"
Without further words, he waved his hand, and ten billion undead servants appeared in the void. You have ten billion? So do I. That's fair.
The first thing the undead servants did was seal off space no one was escaping. The Great Dao shone, the Sword Dao appeared, forming countless sharp swords wrapped in the Gold Dao, slashing forward with unstoppable sharpness.
The undead servants had used this move before, and it was extremely effective, so they used it again. They understood that it's not about novelty, but practicality.
A rain of swords fell like a waterfall. In an instant, Likong World's fleet suffered massive casualties. Countless fighter jets exploded in the void, and even giant warships couldn't withstand the golden swords.
The ten starships charged forward in a row, compressing space to block the golden swords. But there were simply too many swords they held out for less than ten seconds before the starships' space was shattered, and all the light was compressed back.
The golden swords crashed densely against the starships, forcing them to retreat step by step. Perhaps the leaders of Likong World never imagined Lin Moyu could command so many undead servants. If they had known, maybe they wouldn't have refused so bluntly.
"Stop, please!" The mechanical voice sounded again, now with a sense of urgency.
Lin Moyu shook his head lightly. "Some things, once is already too many."
Stop? Out of the question.
Lin Moyu had already given them their last chance. If they'd agreed to his terms, this conflict could have been avoided. But now, it was impossible.
The undead servants, following Lin Moyu's will, swept across the battlefield, leaving no survivors. This was a one sided massacre Likong World's forces fell faster and faster, despair filling the battlefield.
Lin Moyu thought, if the other side were smarter, they'd have fled by now, or called for reinforcements. Didn't they have a Tech Alliance? Maybe that would help.
A few hours later, Likong World's army was wiped out, leaving only ten starships. They tried multiple times to tear open space, but Lin Moyu was prepared this time. Over a million undead servants simultaneously used the Space Dao to seal the entire area, giving them no chance to escape.
The starships tried again and again to flee, but always failed and suffered energy backlash. The starships were so sturdy they didn't shatter; in fact, they weren't even scratched.
"What are these things made of, to be so tough?" Lin Moyu wondered. The hardness of the starships was almost on par with precious materials.
Billions of undead servants attacked the ten starships if they'd been world lords, they'd have been pulverized long ago. These things were so tough, you didn't even need weapons just ramming into them would work, one hit, one kill. Some undead servants landed on the starships and hacked away with their warblades, but the sound was like hammering iron, not leaving a single mark.
The undead servants kept switching Daos, but still couldn't do anything to the starships. The more Lin Moyu watched, the more wrong it felt by levels of power, nothing should be this absurd.
The Crimson Blood Dao surged, bringing polluting power to surround the starships. But the effect wasn't great the starships were barely affected. Lin Moyu realized that Crimson Blood could pollute all sorts of powers, but the starships weren't made of power, but of technology. So its effect was greatly diminished.
He pointed, and Bone Hell flew out, with countless hell wraiths roaring in the river of fire. The undead servants pinned the starships down, preventing any movement. Bone Hell, like a blood cloud, enveloped a starship, and the hell wraiths began gnawing at it, their sharp teeth scraping with a piercing screech.
The wraiths' "eat anything" trait started to work, and the incredibly tough starship finally showed scratches. The surface was gnawed open, revealing the interior, and a strange aura leaked out.
Lin Moyu's eyes flickered. "So this is what starships are made of…"
He finally understood: the starships were made of Daos specifically, Origin Daos. The tech world had somehow compressed Origin Daos into spheres. Daos are immense, and compressing them into a sphere of this size would take an enormous amount. Daos are already extremely tough, and after being compressed many times, they become even tougher.
No wonder the starships were so hard, and why the undead servants' attacks were useless. To damage a heavily compressed Origin Dao was truly difficult.
But no matter how compressed, once it encountered Bone Hell, it was doomed. Hell wraiths had devoured Daos before even compressed Daos, they could still eat, just more slowly. Daos were a delicacy, a source of energy, and the hell wraiths feasted happily.
The starship's surface was gnawed away, its size shrinking. This time, Likong World panicked again. The mechanical voice called out, "Cultivator, we surrender! Please stop! We can agree to your previous demands!"
Lin Moyu replied, "No need. I already know what starships are made of. Such tricks are useless to me. As for your tech data, it's not essential. Since you won't give it, then just keep me company a little longer."
With a thought, some undead servants charged into the world mist, following karma straight to Likong World. The ten starships here couldn't escape; next was world annihilation.
Lin Moyu was never merciful he'd destroyed many races before. Wiping out a world was nothing to him.
The undead servants quickly found Likong World, which was surrounded by all kinds of tech instruments and a sizable defensive force. But faced with the undead servants' onslaught, it was destroyed in an instant.
That day, a true cataclysm descended on Likong World!
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