Chapter 4709

"Come! Everyone raise your glasses, let us congratulate General Vulcan! His strategy allowed the Shi'ar Empire's army to truly set foot on the territory of the galaxy; the Shi'ar will wash away their shame and let mutants and humans disappear from the universe completely!"

In the brilliantly lit banquet hall, a tall figure was standing in front of the seat. He raised his glass, and the generals and ministers below also stood up, raising their glasses toward the black-haired man.

"Your Majesty," Vulcan walked out holding his glass and then said, "This operation's success is due to Your Majesty's wise decision. I also toast Your Majesty! Long live the Dual Gods!"

"Long live the Dual Gods!" The Emperor sitting at the head drank a glass of wine and smashed the glass forcefully, gritting his teeth and saying, "As long as we can successfully fuse humans and mutants, there will be no more Three Empires. The will of the Dual Gods will echo throughout the universe, and I will become the only Emperor of the universe!"

"Vulcan!" he shouted again, "I specially confer upon you the title of Prince, and let you sit at the head of the Grand Council. You must make the mutants and humans submit to the feet of the Dual Gods and listen to my will!"

Vulcan lowered his eyelids, covering a faint mockery that flashed in his eyes, and he only said: "It shall be so, Your Majesty. But..."

"What? Do you have any other concerns? Could it be that you feel the reward I gave you is not enough?"

"Oh, that's not it," Vulcan shook his head and said, "It's just that if mutants and humans were so easy to take down, the other two empires wouldn't have failed to make progress. I just indeed still have some concerns about the war situation; after all, it's not strange for that bunch of lunatics to do anything."

"What?! Are you questioning the heroism of my Shi'ar race?!" A minister stood up and said.

"Then why haven't I seen you personally lead a team to the galaxy?" Vulcan asked back unhurriedly, "Generals are most wary of blind arrogance. Everyone knows that bunch of lunatics in the galaxy are not easy to deal with; I just hope Your Majesty can send more troops so they have no chance to turn things around."

The Emperor at the head paused, which was seen by Vulcan. He knew D'Ken couldn't send more troops, because the Shi'ar Empire still had to suppress the nobles internally, as well as the several ethnic groups they had previously fused, which were not yet so obedient, and this also required sending troops to manage.

But if it wasn't difficult enough, how could he drag him down? He still had to wait for the reinforcements the devil mentioned to arrive. Even if he couldn't pull D'Ken down today, he could make Chandilar chaotic, and that would be an opportunity to exploit.

Sure enough, the room started arguing. One said that dispatching the Imperial Guard might endanger the capital's safety, another said the neighboring star system also needed more people to patrol; anyway, they didn't agree to send troops.

And the faction supporting the attack on the galaxy also jumped out one after another, emphasizing how evil and dangerous humans were, that they must not be given a chance to turn things around, and that more troops should be sent to press the advantage.

D'Ken was clearly also hesitant, afraid of endangering the homeland while wanting the benefits from overseas. Vulcan was jumping up and down in the middle, instigating everywhere, scolding this one for being disrespectful to the Emperor, and scolding that one for ignoring the big picture. The entire banquet was turned upside down by him.

Just when everyone was in the middle of scolding, a soldier suddenly rushed in and screamed: "Your Majesty, it's bad, Your Majesty! Humans have broken in!!!"

"What?!!!" Emperor D'Ken stood up with a start, "What did you say?!"

Before his words had even fallen, a figure rushed directly into the banquet hall, letting everyone see his face, and they all let out screams—it was the Sorcerer Supreme Shi Difen Strange!

Vulcan also widened his eyes slightly. This was the reinforcement Mephisto mentioned? But it was normal; didn't these devils deal with the Sorcerer Supreme? It's just that he didn't know how many benefits Mephisto had promised the Sorcerer Supreme to get him to attack the capital of Chandilar.

"Sorcerer Supreme!" D'Ken was clearly also holding on, "What business do you have coming to my Chandilar?!"

The Sorcerer Supreme didn't say a word, flicked his cloak, and flashed in front of D'Ken. The Eye of Agamotto flashed with a blinding light, and shocking energy fluctuations rippled out, directly opening a big hole in D'Ken's chest.

Vulcan was secretly shocked and slowly retreated behind a pillar. He certainly didn't want to give up the great opportunity to land a finishing blow, but he didn't dare to get close to the Sorcerer Supreme either; who knew if he was crazy.

But such an injury was not enough to kill D'Ken. Discovering that the Sorcerer Supreme really dared to make a move, D'Ken stopped pretending. He pressed the button on his arm armor, and instantly, several huge crystal statues descended. Vulcan's pupils shrank—he really did have a backup plan!

The Sorcerer Supreme didn't dodge or evade, magic energy swung out like a long whip, instantly knocking the crystal statues flying. But the energy was like a clay ox entering the sea, directly absorbed by the crystal statues. D'Ken let out a crazy laugh and stabbed with his sword.

But suddenly, a magnetic storm swept across the entire Chandilar, and all the crystal statues were affected, even their movements starting to stumble. D'Ken looked toward the door in disbelief, but the response to him was a laser beam that directly split the banquet hall in two.

A tall figure appeared outside the door, with red light flashing in his eyes that made one's back feel cold. When he appeared, D'Ken and Vulcan both gasped.

"Nimrod?!!!"

It was no wonder they were surprised; this thing should have been produced by the master mold to deal with mutants, so how could it appear on Chandilar?!

D'Ken and Vulcan simultaneously realized they had stepped into a trap. The Sorcerer Supreme directly reached out his hand and plunged it into D'Ken's chest. Accompanied by the magic energy gradually expanding, with a bang, the Emperor of the Shi'ar Empire ceased to exist.

Vulcan was shocked and angry; he looked at Mephisto who walked out from behind Nimrod. But Mephisto was unhurried, smiling and saying: "Vulcan, or should I call you Gabriel Summers?"

"You..." Vulcan's expression completely turned to shock, "How did you know..."

"Gabriel," that tall Nimrod robot suddenly spoke, but it was a voice Vulcan was all too familiar with. The Sorcerer Supreme also turned his head to look; he recognized it, it was the voice of Cyclops Scott.

"I am truly sorry," Cyclops said, "I swear to you, that operation that left you forgotten was just an accident. Now mutants have established their own nation, and the foundation of our nation is that we will never abandon any mutant."

"I know that incident caused you deep harm back then. But please give us a chance to make amends; everything we have done is just to bring you home. My brother, Gabriel."

Vulcan was startled again and again. But then, rich flames erupted from his whole body, he flew into mid-air, and stared at Cyclops with a twisted face, saying: "Never abandon any mutant?! I always believed you would come to save me, but you abandoned me there to wait for death!!!"

"No matter how you use flowery language, I will never go back with you again. I will use my own strength to conquer this nation and then destroy Earth!"

The Sorcerer Supreme coughed twice, but Vulcan ignored him completely; he was clearly blinded by anger. Mephisto looked at Cyclops, and Cyclops clenched his fists, seemingly unable to bear it. But when Vulcan charged at him, he still easily grabbed his neck.

The huge energy erupting from Vulcan's body had no effect on him; this Nimrod body naturally countered all mutants, and almost no mutant ability could take effect on him. Therefore, the flames quickly disappeared without a trace, leaving only the terrified and helpless Gabriel.

"No... no..." he struggled desperately, as if some bad memories had been triggered, "Let me go! Let me go..."

Cyclops's heart was full of pain; he gently put Vulcan down, but the other party seemed to have completely lost his mind from the stimulation, just constantly struggling desperately.

Cyclops looked up at Mephisto. Mephisto walked over, looked at Vulcan, and then said: "Alright, hand him over to me."

"You promised that you would never use any violent means."

"No need," Mephisto said. He cleared his throat and whispered in the ear of the gasping Vulcan: "If you can't wake up, we'll just have someone else be the Emperor of the Shi'ar Empire."

Vulcan's consciousness gradually returned, because he realized one thing: the Emperor of the Shi'ar Empire was now dead, and he, who possessed the legitimate status of the Shi'ar Empire, was the most likely to ascend to the throne.

Power is the best tonic for anyone. For the throne of the Three Empires within reach, no one could refuse. Not to mention this had always been what Vulcan wanted.

However, he wasn't stupid; the other party clearly had other motives. He climbed up from the ground with some difficulty and stared at Mephisto's face, saying: "What do you want?"

Mephisto smiled at him: "Earth."

Sending Vulcan back to the Emperor's bedroom, Cyclops stayed to accompany him. The two brothers had plenty of time to reminisce, and later they could join forces to handle matters after the usurpation.

Magneto and Mephisto walked out. Magneto looked Mephisto up and down and then said: "I didn't expect you to have such a side, Doctor."

"Why couldn't it be that I became the appearance of that doctor?" Mephisto smiled at him.

"Although I haven't dealt with Mephisto, your eyes are simply too easy to identify."

"That is why I always wear glasses," Schiller sighed.

"What are you planning this for, exactly?" Magneto asked, "The entire Shi'ar Empire invasion incident was completely orchestrated by you, right?"

Schiller generously admitted it; he nodded and said: "I hadn't been here long when I sought out Vulcan. He wanted to usurp the throne and become Emperor, and I just happened to need a war; the two of us hit it off immediately."

Magneto knew that although the factory did indeed use a lot of Shi'ar Empire materials, how these materials were composed into a portal and how it was opened so smoothly didn't look like something people from the Shi'ar Empire had come up with. Someone must have been working from the inside and outside, but he didn't expect this person to be Schiller.

"I said, only a powerful enough external enemy can make Earth unite as one. How powerful the enemy is determines how great you are."

"But this will kill many people," Magneto said, "Although I am not a benevolent person who hesitates, this is clearly very dangerous for the entire Earth."

"Clearly you don't have a clear understanding of the strength of the people from the central universe," Schiller said, "With them here, the solar system won't be in chaos."

"'They'? Besides you and Iron Man, who else is there?"

Schiller smiled without saying a word.

"Shi Difen! You're back!" The main universe Iron Man stood up in surprise, accidentally pulling on the wound on his arm and gasping in pain as he sat back down, but he still stared intently at the figure walking into the room.

Strange turned back to close the door, looked the main universe Iron Man up and down, and then said: "How did you manage to make yourself look so much like a dog that just rolled in the sewer?"

Everyone around froze. Captain America looked at Black Widow, Black Widow looked at Dr. Banner, Dr. Banner looked at Spider-Man, Spider-Man stuck a web to the ceiling and disappeared, and the others also "whooshed" and disappeared.