Destiny Mission of game ‘Star Ring’

Chapter 1667 - 1330: Spectating

Su Mo didn’t linger here either; he stretched lazily and headed toward the central control.

At this moment, the entire Legendary Level Star Destroyer, the Immortal Blade, was bustling inside. Everyone received orders to either take their belongings and disembark or stay and sail the ship.

For a moment, it was very lively, filled with muttering and cursing.

"Damn, talk about bad luck, having to sail for the Royal Order of Twelve Knights."

"Alright, say no more, this decision was made by the higher-ups, and Lord Coret has already approved and issued the evacuation order."

...

Although Su Mo heard this, he didn’t pay it any mind; after all, these people were only temporarily borrowing the ship. It didn’t matter whether they were sincerely obedient as long as they could help him sail.

Just then, the low voice of the creator, Swallower, resonated in Su Mo’s mind.

"That Coret is problematic."

"Hmm? Isn’t he the old man’s most capable lieutenant? Last time when I transported the Stone Tablet, he was the one who took over, and he also led the recovery training. So far, on the surface, there doesn’t seem to be any problem. But that person makes me feel very dangerous; if he takes the stage today, it might not be a good fight. By the way, how did you see the problem?"

Su Mo pondered for a moment before responding.

"That guy dared to sit on the old man’s throne!"

The creator, Swallower, said grimly.

Su Mo was slightly startled, then recalled. Indeed, when he first entered, Coret was sitting on the central black throne.

"Is that spot forbidden to sit on?"

"Whoever sits there is courting death! Also, the fact that he dared to sit there in front of so many people shows that everyone here has become his confidant."

The creator, Swallower, explained in a deep voice.

"If you’re saying so, then he indeed is a big problem; should I give the old man a heads up?"

Su Mo pondered for a moment before asking.

"No need, just pay a little attention to him."

The creator, Swallower, surprisingly vetoed Su Mo’s suggestion.

"Alright, I got it."

Su Mo took note of the matter.

...

Shortly afterward, Su Mo arrived at the central control room.

The control room of the Legendary Level Star Destroyer, the Immortal Blade, was very spacious, divided into two layers.

The upper layer was just a protruding platform with a black command chair, where the Commander could sit to conduct comprehensive command.

The lower layer was a U-shaped console, with rows of sub-control stations in the center.

Looking further ahead, there was a giant holographic screen, and optical observation platforms on either side.

Beside the command platform, in the two areas affixed to the wall, stood two black metal pillars densely crisscrossed with countless optical cables, some extending to the ceiling and others embedded in the U-shaped console in front of the pillars.

If guessed right, in the middle of these two black metal pillars, embedded in the wall above the command chair like an eye, should be the artificial intelligence of the Immortal Blade.

As Su Mo entered, numerous operators looked up indifferently at him.

Su Mo ignored their gazes, walked straight to the Captain’s seat, sat down, and casually asked.

"How long until we depart?"

"Tomorrow morning."

A relatively lean operator replied coldly.

Su Mo felt satisfied with this answer; moving personal belongings off such a big Star Destroyer overnight demonstrated quite efficiency.

"Alright, then we’ll set off tomorrow morning. Oh, inform everyone that they can’t take the ammunition or anything else from the ship."

"Hmph, don’t worry, we won’t take anything."

Everyone present said with discontent.

"Hehe, that’s fine then; I’ll take a nap now, call me if anything comes up."

Su Mo lazily leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes to rest well. Actually, Su Mo didn’t rest in his room but opted to rest in the central control room to keep an eye.

Because these people were handing over the ship with considerable grievances, they might pull some tricks.

The central control room holds the surveillance footage of various areas on the ship, allowing Swallower, the creator, to keep watch while Su Mo rests with his eyes closed.

"Hmph!"

Everyone present snorted internally, all returning to their respective tasks.

...

The next morning.

Except for the personnel necessary to remain, everyone else had left the entire Star Destroyer, the Immortal Blade.

At this time, the operator responsible for the main control reported to Su Mo.

"We are ready to depart; where do you want to go?"

"Good, then let’s depart immediately, target the Endless Deep Space Prison."

Su Mo directly issued the order. Then he entered his codes into the vessel’s system, bringing the ship under his name, allowing him to travel unhindered without checks or documentation.

Everyone present, upon hearing Su Mo’s words, showed strange expressions but eventually proceeded immediately with the operation!

"Power system output started!"

"Anti-gravity system activated."

...

Suddenly, piercing friction noises erupted from Port 17.

Only to see the building shaped like a giant container split open from the center and gradually unfold to reveal the interior ship.

At this moment, the massive Legendary Level Star Destroyer, the Immortal Blade, had its anti-gravity and hover systems fully activated. The entire ship slowly floated upwards and began to glide out of the port.

At the outskirts of Star Ring City, a multitude of vessels were coming and going.

Inside the command room of a Grade 5 Battleship, a young man clad in luxurious attire, with handsome features and high spirits, stood at the observation platform, proudly exclaiming.

"I’ve been watching the vessels coming and going for so long, yet none stand out to me."

"Mr. Lebron, isn’t this quite normal? Our vessel is a top-tier Grade 5 Battleship. Even among the regular fleet in Star Ring City, it stands as a flagship. These coming and going ships are regular vessels from various countries; they cannot compare with us. And those top-tier vessels are mostly deployed on the front lines, rarely seen."

"Indeed."

Lebron responded proudly.

Just then, Lebron’s subordinate suddenly widened his eyes, tremblingly pointed into the distance.

"Sir, sir, look."

"Look at what."

Lebron frowned and followed the direction of his subordinate’s pointing.

Only to see a ship 200 kilometers long, its hull resembling a drawn Blade, with armor entirely like black graphene, exuding an unusual sheen. Embedded at the bow was a protruding triangular Celestial Cannon, with its hull faintly dotted with arrays of missile ports, appearing before everyone with a suffocating sense of oppression.

"This...."

Lebron was also stunned.