Chapter 234: Kiriman: This Pot I Must Carry?

In the void.

Aolake drifted alone, parked not far from the various fleets.

Aside from the Battle Nun and Sith Kid, two small ultra‑loyal fleets, the remaining Chaos War Gang, Death God army, Unyielding Fleet, and Dark Angel were divided into four regiments reporting to each other.

At the same time, on Aolake's Bridge, the various legends who had originally dared to appear in person now, like Abadon, switched to arriving as projections.

Thus Xisi, seated on his flagship's Bridge, had a crowd of bewildered faces seated on both sides below him.

When Xisi's first exclusive main force arrived, the once‑cheerful scene atop the Giant Stone Monastery finally gave way to a reality of hidden schemers.

When they thought they could arm‑wrestle Xisi one‑on‑one, and even if they lost could simply run away, they claimed all sorts of "deep affection."

But when they realized they not only couldn't win, but that provoking Xisi even slightly could trap them with no escape, his pretense truly fell apart.

At this moment, even the gazes through the projections toward Xisi conveyed thick dread and vigilance.

Even though Xisi remained exactly the same throughout, showing no change.

Yet even with the same attitude, when the crowd faced a peer, they could still feign a response.

But when they faced a lion, even if that lion showed the same smile as before, to lower‑ranked eyes it was a terrifying grimace.

Especially since a Luojia stood behind Xisi, and that Luojia, before leaving Subspace, gave the Seven Great Demons a stern warning!

The atmosphere grew slightly awkward; even Yifei Lei Ni, the most adept at livening things up, kept alternating between looking at the projected Xisi and Luojia and glancing at the towering Aolake outside the port window.

If anyone was still in a decent mood, it was only that group of high officials.

The reason Xisi remained stationary was that Kiriman was finally arriving!

The officials' happiness stemmed from being model taxpayers with tangled political connections.

As long as Kiriman, the Original Body forced to bear the Empire's filthy‑mountain bureaucracy, arrives, their decades‑long political roots will surely prove useful.

Put aside everything else, at least in the eyes of these officials, even if they can't preserve wealth and honor, they can at least keep their own lives.

After all, the fate of their own star‑sector Governor still sends chills down one's spine when recounted.

Seeing the tiny skull still hanging on a corner of Luojia's holy banner, they felt a severe dry‑throat.

"Kiriman has arrived."

On the Bridge, Xisi sat with the Shiwang and his followers below, waiting in silence.

After Luojia returned to her place and quietly stepped back to the second line, Fanluosi rushed back with news from the scanner to report.

Xisi had nothing else to do, merely shifting his attention slightly toward where Kiriman would soon appear.

Meanwhile, the Shiwang and others below, especially Yifei Lei Ni and the other spirits who considered their technology far superior to humanity's, glanced at their own scanner, then grew even more astonished.

Now none of the scanning devices on any warship showed any response, yet yours pinpointed Kiriman?

And seeing Xisi turn his head directly toward a specific area, casually tapping the table to keep time, how does it seem your side not only located Kiriman but also its exact coordinates and arrival time?

This scene had a huge impact on Yifei Lei Ni and the spirits of the Death God army, and of course also on Shiwang's forces.

Because this seemingly ordinary little incident displayed overwhelming superiority.

Think about it: you plan to ambush the enemy, or even just to confront them head‑on.

But before you arrive, the opponent already knows your direction, location, and arrival time.

No thinking required; you realize that in this situation you're charging into a slaughterhouse, not a battlefield!

For spirits that heavily rely on mobility and covert ops, this is tantamount to issuing a death notice!

Even amid Yifei Lei Ni's and the other spirits' bewilderment, regardless of whether Xisi truly exaggerated, they already nudged their sufficiently distant fleet further back.

After that…

The direction of the largest Unyielding Fleet, dense Subspace fissures, suddenly tore the void apart!

Kiriman arrived, and brought a second Unyielding Fleet.

Now the two Unyielding Fleets merged, and Kiriman's fleet in the void was rapidly swelling into the thousands.

Had Abadon and Yifei Lei Ni not hidden their own fleets far away early on, they would have been directly encircled by the massive Unyielding Fleet.

Of course, when Makurage Zhi Yao flew out of Subspace trailing a wisp of lingering smoke.

Seeing Abadon and Yifei Lei Ni manage to evade, a faint sigh of regret echoed from the Bridge of Makurage Zhi Yao.

Then the sighing master glanced toward the other side of the void.

"You finally arrived; we'll discuss the slap later, but the fleet you bring is crucial right now!"

Shiwang's projection appeared on Kiriman's Bridge, his face relaxed with a huge sigh of relief.

Because at this moment, galaxy‑wide, purely by numbers, Kiriman's Unyielding Fleet was a peerless force.

Although its numbers don't match the Tairen Tentacles that once besieged Terra, and it isn't as low‑quality as biological ships, this massive battle‑ship cluster, merging two Unyielding Fleets plus Shiwang's Dark Angel main force, could still pose a threat comparable to a single‑ship duel with Xisi.

With strength comes confidence.

So after Shiwang finished speaking, the projection on the other side showed a group of high officials whose faces flushed with excitement.

They kept shouting political promises at Kiriman.

Honestly, from Kiriman's perspective, this sector‑wide political reward is tempting, except for the sight of the lone Aolake on the other side.

Facing the wildly excited officials in the projection, Kiriman was too lazy to respond and turned to walk out of the Bridge.

"Prepare a Yunxuji; I want to meet…"

Kiriman's lord, although not submitting, was showing weakness and friendliness, because he could even kneel before the wolf regiment's Battalion Commander, saying that a few adults really aren't a big deal.

But the excited officials froze, their hopeful expressions melting away like snowflakes at the last four words of Kiriman.

Then, staring blankly, they didn't even dare use a projection, insisting on going alone to meet Xisi in person; the officials felt the last sliver of hope in their hearts completely vanish.

Afterward they buried their heads numbly, while onlookers muttered silently nearby.

"Alright, at least you won't be immortal like your Governor."

High official: "......"

Soon, under the gaze of countless warships behind them, a Yunxuji flew toward Aolake.

When Kiriman appeared on the Aolake Bridge, under the gaze of the surrounding projections and Luo Jia et al., Kiriman faced Xisi, likewise......

Kiriman knelt on one knee.