Chapter 907 - 589: I Make the Rules_2

The Sloan Great Wall is at a very distant distance from the Northern Crown and Hercules Great Wall, and currently, there is indeed no need to worry about the "Cold Seep" devouring the Great Wall civilization.

It seems that Queen of Komingo shouldn’t have anything to be agitated about.

Yet her face was still very gloomy, "The Martial Hero Race is trying to put our entire cosmos at death’s door!"

Bernard asked, "So what should we do?"

Queen of Komingo did not immediately answer, instead, she tapped the table with her lizard-like claws, seemingly contemplating something.

After about seven or eight seconds, she seemed to have made up her mind.

The Queen of Komingo became expressionless, "Summon the leaders of all the star systems within our Sloan Great Wall for a meeting!"

Bernard was taken aback, "All the system leaders? Wouldn’t that be too grand?"

"Too grand?" Queen of Komingo sneered, "I’m afraid these leaders want to convene the meeting even more than I do to discuss how to deal with this matter."

She didn’t voice another thought, the countless forces in the cosmos all want to take over the Northern Crown and Hercules Great Wall.

Now the opportunity has come, who wouldn’t be tempted?

Although there is a great calamity within the Northern Crown and Hercules Great Wall, this giant celestial body is a hundred billion light-years in diameter.

Meaning, there is plenty of time to research how to solve the problem.

Queen of Komingo didn’t believe that in ten thousand, a million, or even ten million years, they couldn’t find a solution.

Moreover, if they could conquer the Northern Crown and Hercules Great Wall, they wouldn’t be limited to millions of years but tens of billions of years.

Therefore, Queen of Komingo has enough reason to believe that now they’ve found the opportunity, all the advanced civilizations of the cosmos have similar thoughts, thoughts of replacing them.

She could responsibly say that if a miracle doesn’t happen, the Martial Hero Race is definitely done for this time!

...

Similar events were happening in the Klaus Kampesano massive quasar group.

When Emperor Kampsa first received the news, he was also shocked, almost unable to resist cursing.

However, when he calmed down and thought it over, he immediately displayed an old fox’s smile.

The confused messenger asked, "Emperor, why are you so happy when a cosmos world-ending disaster has descended?"

Emperor Kampsa chuckled, "Use your brain to think about why I’m happy."

The messenger frowned, seeming to seriously contemplate.

Emperor Kampsa didn’t rush him, just quietly waited for him to understand.

Time ticked by.

About two minutes later, the messenger seemed to understand something and raised his head, showing a joyful expression, "Emperor, you mean..."

Emperor Kampsa lightly nodded, smiling, "Yes, this is a very good opportunity. Previously, everyone was deterred by the advancement of the Martial Hero Race’s civilization, and without a reason to send troops, no one could shake the dignity of the Cosmic Emperor race, nor could they covet the enormously resource-rich Northern Crown and Hercules Great Wall. Moreover, a single civilization didn’t have the capacity to oppose the Martial Hero Race, but now things are different."

He paused and then continued, "The situation is greatly different; the actions of the Martial Hero Race have caused widespread anger throughout the cosmos. We can deduce that what we have thought of, other leaders of advanced civilizations have thought of too. So now all the advanced civilizations of the cosmos are united in thought; just waiting for someone to raise the flag, an innumerably vast army of advanced civilizations will march towards the Northern Crown and Hercules Great Wall, pulling the Martial Hero Race down from the position of the Cosmic Emperor race, and even... annihilating the entire clan to eliminate future threats!"

His words were extremely ruthless.

The messenger felt a chill down his spine after listening to them.

Despite this, he couldn’t help but get excited, thinking if his own kind could seize the Northern Crown and Hercules Great Wall, they would certainly reach greater heights.

He was very excited but also had a question, "Now that the ’Cold Seep’ is spreading and expanding within the Northern Crown and Hercules Great Wall, even if other races attack, do they really have the ability to resolve it?"

Emperor Kampsa asked back, "How big is the Northern Crown and Hercules Great Wall?"

The messenger replied, "A diameter of a hundred billion light-years."

Emperor Kampsa asked again, "How big is the cosmos?"

The messenger suddenly realized, "Understood, I get it. As long as we can conquer the Northern Crown and Hercules Great Wall, we will have time to find a way to solve the ’Cold Seep’. With technological advancements happening rapidly, who knows if a solution to ’Cold Seep’ will arise in the future."

Emperor Kampsa smiled at him, saying nothing, but his gaze seemed to convey, "You can be taught."

...

Giant massive quasar group.

"Ha ha, ha ha ha!"

Peals of laughter spread from the office of the Venerable King Lupus.

Outside, some of the high-ranking officials within the quasar group also had inexplicable smiles on their faces.

They obviously knew why Venerable King Lupus was laughing; he was mocking the Cosmic Emperor Nuazai for making such a foolish decision, creating an event that caused widespread anger throughout the cosmos, yet will take a very long time to truly destroy the universe.

What does "causing widespread anger throughout the cosmos" mean?

It means uniting all advanced civilizations in the cosmos against the Martial Hero Race.

A very long time to destroy the universe?

This long stretch of time is enough for many races to desperately develop technology, eventually finding ways to suppress the spread and expansion of the "Cold Seep," or even reversing it.

Everyone knew the opportunity for "opening territories" had arrived.

Everyone knew what orders Venerable King Lupus would give next.

Of course, it would be to join forces with other advanced civilizations, then dispatch an unimaginably large force, uprooting the Martial Hero Race.

...

Similar events were unfolding across all advanced civilizations in the cosmos.

Ordinary people reacted with anger or indifference.

The leaders and elites of advanced civilizations like Queen of Komingo, Emperor Kampsa, and Venerable King Lupus, were surprisingly unanimous in their attitudes, bursting into rounds of laughter after a short moment of surprise.

"The Martial Hero Race is done for!"

"Ha ha, our opportunity has come!"

"If we can successfully advance into the Northern Crown and Hercules Great Wall, the next Cosmic Emperor race will be us!"

"I’ve seen self-destructive actions before, but never something as self-destructive as the Martial Hero Race."

"Quickly gather the leaders of the major star systems; I need to discuss great matters with them."

"We are relatively close to the Northern Crown and Hercules Great Wall; I wonder if we have a chance to take a share of the spoils."

One advanced civilization!

Fifty advanced civilizations!

Thousands upon thousands of advanced civilizations!

Every leader of an advanced civilization who received this news burst out laughing, unable to close their mouths from the joy.

Yes, the countless advanced civilizations of the cosmos all believed that the Martial Hero Race was doomed this time, with no chance of recovery.

It’s no wonder everyone thought this way; after all, this has provoked widespread anger throughout the cosmos. By then, the Martial Hero Race would face not one or two third-level civilizations, nor dozens of civilizations united, but the entire cosmos’s innumerable advanced civilizations. No matter how strong the Martial Hero Race is, even if it is the only fourth-level civilization, it couldn’t withstand such a massive onslaught from so many advanced civilizations joining forces.

The Fierce Tiger can’t hold off the pack of wolves.

This describes the current situation.

...

The entire cosmos was gloating.

The entire cosmos was hoping to take down the Martial Hero Race and take its place.

No one believed the Martial Hero Race could peacefully survive this crisis.

However, on Earth, Lu Li showed an inexplicable smile, "Whether the Martial Hero Race perishes or not, it’s not for you to decide, but for me!"