Mythological origin

Chapter 97 Pure Evil
"Almost, the main purpose of my coming back this time is to tell you about this." Bai Mo said calmly.

"Senior White has created a set of secret methods to kill the three corpses. The evil corpses that are cut out are... with the goal of exterminating all life, and this evil corpses will catch up to our fleet in less than 30 years... …" Venis interjected somewhat unnaturally.

"..."

"Bai Mo, she said..." Ye Dexian wanted to confirm the bad news again.

Based on his knowledge of Bai Mo, it should... probably not be this far.

"The evil corpse I cut out will come to the original position of the sun in 20 years, and then chase it at the speed of light, killing all of you. I have no way to stop it, after all, in essence, it is mine Another personality that carries all the 'evil' personalities."

"...pure 'evil'?"

The solar system where the earth is located has been eaten up by the two of them hundreds of years ago. The empire removed most of the planets, and the sun and the earth were left to the white land.

Today, the so-called solar system has only a purely astronomical term left.

"That evil corpse... how strong is it?"

"The power that can be put here is about eight levels. I don't want to say the same thing too many times. I will talk about it later. Anyway, they will definitely ask later."

"..."

"Now this white ink... seems to be a little more human." Ye Dexian thought to himself.

He didn't expect to hear such explosive news when he happened to leave the customs and return to the Sanssouci Palace.

All party disputes and differences of ideas have lost their meaning in the face of this news.

Hundreds of years ago, the empire's supercomputing matrix once performed a physical simulation of the eighth-order power with a certain accuracy based on Bai Mo's description.

Purely in terms of total strength, a standard level 80 is about two hundred times that of a standard level 79.

The standard level is a set of procedural scoring system established by the empire. In layman's terms, it is a unit of combat power.

Common usage: Cultivator Xiao Ming is very talented and has outstanding combat power. He can even fight against ordinary level 20 monks with one against three.

The ordinary level 20 monk here refers to the standard level 20 set by the empire.

The standard level is set to be the weakest of the same level, and those weaker than the standard level will be treated as one level lower. Therefore, in the actual simulation, the combat power evaluation of most monks will be approximately equal to a few digits of the standard level (common) monk.

These complicated grading systems have no meaning for cultivation itself, but as an extraordinary hierarchical society, comparison and ranking of combat effectiveness are almost innate instincts.

Not everyone is so free that they can fight every day to score high and low, but the comparison of combat effectiveness is the core that determines the allocation of resources and even the status of the entire society.

As a result, a lengthy combat effectiveness evaluation system was born.

Evaluations below the fifth level only need to be conducted at any evaluation center throughout the empire.

As for the assessments involving nobles above the fifth rank, only the assessment headquarters in the capital Marinjoya can conduct them.

Of course, there will be those who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers to hide their influence and cheat a low evaluation, but the evaluation system really can't control this.

……

"Eighth-level... There are only 32 real immortals of the seventh-level in the empire, and they are not as big as a standard 80th-level immortal. How can we fight?"

The number of true immortals is not many, each one has a name and surname, Ye De is full of idle plans, and he can't estimate the hope of victory on the empire's side.

"I hope there will be." Bai Mo patted Ye Dexian's shoulder lightly, "If there is no hope, I will not come here."

"The body of a ghost?" The moment his hand touched his shoulder, Ye Dexian roughly grasped the reality of this white ink.

"It is rumored that he is headed by the Tao of Immortals, the only known fellow of the Five Immortals, and the difficulty of crossing the catastrophe is much lower than that of those who only practice one or two Taos..."

Hundreds of years ago, Bai Mo handed down the Five Immortals of the Empire, Heavenly Immortals, Earth Immortals, Human Immortals, God Immortals, and Ghost Immortals. Those who become immortals only need to choose one to enter the immortal gate.

Of course, those with sufficient resources, talent and luck can also study other things.

In the empire, there are many fellow practitioners of the second and third realms, but this is the only one who is a fellow practitioner of the Five Immortals.

……

The news of Bai Mo's return quickly spread among the aristocratic circles along with the summoning order from the highest level of the empire.

Someone sighed.

Someone panicked.

Someone is angry.

There were also ecstasy.

But most are still confused.

Of the 60 imperial nobles in total, only about one-third of the "old men" know the history of Bai Mo, but they signed a contract initiated by many real immortals many years ago, so they cannot disclose any relevant information.

This also caused a big question mark for the remaining new nobles.

Who are you?

The name Bai Mo, as well as his information, could once again flow throughout the entire noble circle.

……

The effect of the emergency convening order is very good. Of course, it is also possible that Bai Mo's intimidation is very good. The plenary meeting of the Imperial Parliament, which was originally expected to start at least one day later, has already had three-quarters of the people in less than two hours. Confirm login.

That's right, it's login.

The Council Hall of the Senate, or the Hall of Mirrors, is essentially a very high-density remote video conferencing tool.

But it is different from ordinary remote conferences. The mirror hall can realize a certain amount of material and energy instantaneous transmission.

In other words, the person who logs into the meeting in the hall of mirrors is no different from being there in person, and can even punch the person sitting next to him.

It's just that the output is strictly limited, and it doesn't hurt or hurt.

Most of the imperial nobles are usually in their own private leader ships, separated by a huge distance. Unless they are calling for an immediate war, it will be very troublesome to hold a meeting in the real world.

It just so happens that the virtual reality technology of the empire is sufficiently developed, so even the plenary meetings of the imperial parliament are held online.

"Liu Zhen?" Bai Mo took the participant permission terminal given by Vinice, and scanned the list of participants all the way, and found an old friend not long after.

He tapped the other person's name lightly.

"You have a new invitation for a private meeting, please check."

In a certain antique palace, a young gentleman in a fluttering green shirt and a feather fan scarf is sipping tea while looking at the special terminal in his hand.

"Who would look for an idler like me..." The young man smiled and opened the invitation.

"The inviter, Bai Mo."

"Bai Mo... Bai Mo?!!!" Recalling the name, he almost dropped the cup in his hand.

"This name...probably...no other nobles would dare to use it..."

The terminal in his hand is a version specially provided by the Imperial Council, so the person who can use this thing to contact him must be an imperial noble.

Liu Zhen didn't remember any warrior who dared to bump into that one's name.

(End of this chapter)