Chapter 65 The Threat of Micah

Another night has come. Merjuvia, the capital of Aryan, whose crystal dome is shining with a soft ruby color.

The palace located in the center of the city is a huge palace. It is a base made of gold and stone. The marble walls are coated with a layer of gold, and the trapezoidal roof is a red gemstone structure. The whole palace is not only towering and spectacular, but also shining day and night. Countless treasures are piled up in the palace. For hundreds of years, Pharaoh Maka has plundered countless gold, silver, ivory, crystal, agate from Mediterranean countries behind Queen Casey... Now he has an inexhaustible wealth that he has enjoyed for several generations, and even so, he is still not satisfied.

At this moment, Pharaoh, dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe and a golden mask, is sitting on the throne full of pearls and jade. He holds something in his hand, which is a metal box found from Xuelie's body - the command locator.

Mega frowned, looked at the "command locator" for a long time, and then turned over and played with it. He closed his eyes and thought for a while, leaned less, and slowly opened his eyes. A cold smile flashed in the orange pupils. Finally, he lit up the button on it.

At this moment, in the Palace of the Sun in Posedia, Shura and the Chief of the Guard are drinking and celebrating, and the supply of food and goods has been solved. Recently, the Aryans have not provoked again. They have sent envoys to neighboring countries to further strengthen diplomatic relations with neighboring countries through negotiations and consultations. Therefore, they have opened the port of Posedia and continued to trade with neighboring countries. They spread Posideian's advanced medical, metallurgy, culture and education and other technologies overseas. At the same time, they also used the "purple reincarnation fleet" to transport gold, ivory and other luxury goods overseas in exchange for grain and products with neighboring countries. This is actually an illusion of external looseness and internal tightness, and they have never relaxed their vigilance against the Aryans.

Now, as soon as Shura raised the cup, the signal flashed on the screen of the main control center, and suddenly appeared the face of Michael.

"Catsey? I'm Michael. Do you remember my old friend? Hey hey..." Pharaoh Mecca laughed gloomyly.

"What do you want?" Shura said coldly.

"What do I want? You should be clear."

"Stop talking nonsense, just fart." Shura was angry.

"Give Atlantis to me, and go back wherever you come from."

"Pa", the cup in Shura's hand cracked into pieces, and the sharp crystal fragments pierced his palm, and golden blood flowed out.

"Hahaha..." Shura suddenly laughed, and his laughter was full of chills. "Do you deserve to say such a thing to me? What's your ability to steal other people's scientific research results? If you have the guts, just let them go. We, the Casey family, have never been afraid of anyone!"

"Ji Jie..." Mai Jia smiled strangely, "Do you think you still have the capital to challenge me? Come on, bring him here!"

Locke (actually Xue Lie) in the commander's uniform appeared on the screen, and he was tied up by five flowers.

With the magnification of the image, the two Capricorns on the golden mask can be seen clearly. Yes, it was the most outstanding craftsman of Sura Bocedia, who was carefully created for Locke.

Shura's lips trembled a few times, and his hand still holding the crystal fragments trembled even more, and golden blood dripped to the floor.

"How's it going, Kathy?" Pharaoh Mecca said proudly, "Now, your golden armored military officer is in my hands, and your 'purple reincarnation ground force' is also under my control. Well, what does that mean? He deliberately paused for a moment and then continued, "Oh, I remember that your command and positioning system is too simple, which means that your 100,000 biochemical soldiers will obey me at any time, and they will overthrow Posedia at any time. What do you think? Isn't it fun? If you can afford to play, I can play with you. I have a lot of time, but I'm afraid you can't afford to play. Hahaha..." After a burst of laughter, the image of Michael's pharaoh disappeared from the screen.

"You..."

"Puff", a mouthful of golden blood spewed out of Shura's mouth. Shura fell down.

"Your Highness! Your Highness!"

"Your Highness!"

......

So panicked that those people either pinched Shura or slapped him on the chest. After a long time, Shura woke up and turned around leisurely.

"I said long ago that they can't be trusted..." It was the voice of the bodyguard.

"But just a few words from Pharaoh Makah..."

"Enough! Get out, get out! Get out of here!"

Shura removed the blood from the corners of his mouth and staggered into the seat. Buzz..." There seemed to be hundreds of mosquitoes in my ears, and my mind became blank in an instant. His heart was completely confused and finally lost his calmness.

Shura is well aware of the character of Pharaoh Mecca. This man is not only scheming, but also cruel. Locke and the biochemical soldiers have fallen into his hands. Once the biochemical soldiers defect, the consequences will be unimaginable.

If they come from the sea, it is not difficult to deal with the interception of the "purple reincarnation fleet". I'm afraid that they will come from the air. The air defense of Atlantis is too weak, and I don't know how many "unmanned maglev air chariots" there are. At the thought of "unmanned magnetic levitation air chariot", Shura's liver hurts. That's all the result of my painstaking research for many years, and it was stolen by the hateful Michael Pharaoh.

Shura closed his eyes and meditated. Gradually, fine sweat oozed from his forehead. It doesn't matter if the two so-called commanders don't want it. If 100,000 biochemical soldiers are destroyed, it really hurts him. After all, those biochemical soldiers are the trump cards in the Atlantis army. If they destroy the results of their painstaking development with their own hands, it will be worse than killing him.

However, the only thing that can be done now is to abandon the soldier and protect the commander.

Shura walked to the crystal screen and quickly manipulated the button, "brush". A fluorescent flashed. After a series of numbers jumped over, he sat back in the golden seat and breathed a long sigh of relief.

What did you do? He cut off the crystal circuit that supplied the energy of the biochemical soldiers. Now, the nearly 100,000 biochemical soldiers are like robots. They have lost the ability to emit crystal beams, and Locke knows nothing about all this, and he is still working hard to move mountains and open the way.