Becoming Great Emperor by Playing Game-Chapter 531: Star Lord Tower

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Chapter 531: Chapter 531: Star Lord Tower

At this moment, a voice speaking Huaxia language sounded.

Chen Lan was slightly stunned. He turned his head and saw a lizard man with green scales looking at him, dressed in a peculiar and strange uniform, wearing a monocle.

"No need." Chen Lan shook his head and replied.

He didn’t need any translator device. Having traveled for ten thousand years across countless worlds, his powerful intuition allowed him to instantly grasp the language of others.

Even if he encountered aliens whose language he didn’t understand, he could silently invade their souls and instantly learn their language.

Upon hearing Chen Lan decline, the lizard man turned and left.

Chen Lan strolled down the street, seeing a sea of people, all different kinds of aliens, with countless races gathered here.

No one looked at others oddly, as they had become accustomed to such sights.

Weapon shops were everywhere, offering a wide variety of weaponry, ranging from universe-destroying weapons to simple murder weapons, everything was available here.

Chen Lan had two purposes here: first, to find that master, and second, to see if he could purchase a batch of weapons to take back to Blue Star.

Suddenly, Chen Lan halted, his brows slightly furrowed.

For he sensed a familiar aura; it seemed to be the aura of the Evil Race from the Heavens!

Could it really be such a coincidence!

"Quick, those demons from the Heavens are coming, get out of the way."

"I don’t want to see those demons; they’ll eat us alive."

"No way, this is Soldier Craftsman Star; would they really dare to eat us here?"

"How long has it been since you’ve been here? Seventy thousand years ago, Soldier Craftsman Star was already occupied by those demons from the Heavens. It’s now their territory. Even if they eat you in the street, there’s nothing you can do!"

"They’re here; it’s Chichimus, one of the Star Lords stationed on Soldier Craftsman Star. Where are they going?"

Various alien languages sounded, and Chen Lan understood all of them. Hearing these words, his face instantly turned cold.

Unexpectedly, Soldier Craftsman Star had been occupied by the Heavens. The strength of these evil races was indeed formidable.

In just a mere million years since he last came, everything had changed dramatically.

Soon, the crowd dispersed, and at the forefront, a giant mechanical ox slowly approached, its back carrying a gigantic Evil Race being from the Heavens, with red skin, a towering figure like a giant.

Draped in a red cloak, with a sullen face, human-like features, and a cold gaze scanning the crowd, like an emperor, everyone avoided his gaze.

Behind him were several other evil races sitting on Demon Beast mounts, their auras not as terrifying as the one in front.

Dao Ancestor!

Chen Lan watched as these evil races slowly approached and sensed their auras, realizing it was the Dao Ancestor.

The few behind were Dao Emperors.

The strength of the Evil Race from the Heavens was generally formidable. Who knows how many years their planet had existed, and each of them possessed the bizarre ability akin to a Devouring Demon God Body, able to grow stronger by devouring everything.

Just then, Chichimus suddenly stopped, causing those nearby to feel a surge of panic.

Why did he suddenly stop?

Chichimus looked towards Chen Lan’s direction. He had just sensed a powerful killing intent, like a Demon God holding a broad sword against his neck, threatening instant death!

Yet, Chen Lan had long vanished.

Who on earth exuded such terrifying killing intent?

But this was Soldier Craftsman Star. Whoever dared to stir trouble here would face death!

"Star Lord, what is it?" asked a Dao Emperor from behind.

"Nothing, continue. We must have that old guy forge weapons for us today." Chichimus shook his head and resumed his patrol.

Meanwhile, atop a tall building, Chen Lan, with a cold gaze, watched Chichimus leave and retracted his killing intent. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

This was Soldier Craftsman Star; he was merely here to find someone, so it was better not to cause a big commotion.

Better to find the person first.

Following the memories in his mind, Chen Lan arrived in front of a quaint, low house.

This house appeared out of place compared to the nearby high-rise buildings, and what was even stranger, there wasn’t a queue here.

In contrast, every other weapon shop had long lines of people purchasing weapons.

It was completely deserted here.

Without much thought, Chen Lan walked up and knocked on the door. After a while, no one responded.

With his brows slightly furrowed, he decided to use his Divine Sense to probe inside, something he hadn’t intended to do since it belonged to a highly respected elder who had once crafted a weapon for him.

But as he probed inside, he instantly realized something was wrong; the elder wasn’t there.

Did he come at the wrong time?

"Hey there, you better leave, or else the Evil Race from the Heavens will come over!"

At this time, a voice sounded from the right, and Chen Lan followed the sound curiously, "What do you mean?"

The weapon shop owner next door, an alien that resembled an octopus, looked around to ensure there were no Evil Race from the Heavens nearby before whispering, "Elder Qin has already been taken by the Evil Race from the Heavens. You shouldn’t look for him."

Instantly, Chen Lan’s eyes turned sharp, filled with killing intent.

The Evil Race from the Heavens again.

What do they want with Qin Tianci?

"Where did they take Elder Qin?" Chen Lan asked coldly.

"The Star Lord Tower," the octopus owner replied carefully, pointing to a towering giant tower in the distance.

"Alright, thank you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Lan vanished.

...

Star Lord Tower.

In a spacious room surrounded by glass on all sides, a white-haired elder sat cross-legged in the center, meditating.

At this moment, the glass doors opened, and Chichimus walked in.

"Qin Tianci, I’ll give you one last chance: will you do it or not?" Chichimus asked coldly.

The elder did not open his eyes but replied calmly, "I’ve said it before, I, Qin, cannot do such an outrageous thing. If you dare, just kill me."

"Qin Tianci, are you insisting that I won’t kill you?" Chichimus sneered, clapping his hands, and a woman’s voice shouted out.

As soon as the voice sounded, Qin Tianci opened his eyes wide in fear, looking outside.

He saw two Dao Emperors holding a delicate and beautiful woman, forcing her to kneel on the ground.

"Xiaofeng!!!" Qin Tianci shouted angrily, lunging forward but falling pathetically due to his bound hands and feet.

He wriggled like a maggot, slowly inching towards the woman, shouting in anger, "Let her go, let her go now!"

Suddenly, a large hand grabbed his neck, lifting him up.

"Qin Tianci, your daughter is in our hands now. If you refuse to forge weapons for us, she will die. Think carefully before you answer." Chichimus sneered.

"Father, don’t agree with him. If you do, our Qin Family’s million-year reputation will be ruined, and countless people will die because of us!!" the woman shouted.

She could die, but her father must never agree with Chichimus!