Chapter 973: All of them


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    "We have a problem!" After Jabba entered the hall, he threw the person in his grip forward like a pile of trash *Paa*


    Pythor turned and frowned at the sight... That Shadow Sword was in a pitiful state, half of his bones were broken and he was bleeding from everywhere, and worse, his lower jaw waspletely destroyed and his eyes were senseless!


    "What does this mean?" The Seventh Prince immediately stood up.


    "I found him while I was monitoring the Shadow Capturing Net, he was talking to a spy from the pce servants so I went and killed the servant and captured this intruder to find out anything useful from him," Jabba kicked the Shadow Sword and then looked back into Pythor''s eyes, "...I fear that the True Beginning Empire has attacked one of yours."


    "What?!" Pythor stood up as if the Great Durger himself had bitten him in the leg, "Which one of them? And how did this happen?!"


    "I don''t know! The Shadow Swords are highly trained and can''t reveal secrets, I''ve been tired of extracting any clues from him," Jaba quickly thought to himself, "But there is a clear way to find out which one was attacked, try to establish a connection between this portal and yours'' portals, and the unresponsive portal will be the that was stormed, Robin Burton definitely wouldn''t leave a portal working!"


    "Damn it!" Pythor jumped into the square and rushed to the portal *swoosh*


    It is impossible that Robin Burton knew the coordinates of the portals in theses, only a few people know them and Robin Burton cannot extract information from them, which means he sent warships to the he invaded?! But when did they go and when did they arrive?! He arrived a week ago, and before he came everything was fine!


    "I''ming too!" Jabba quickly jumped after him.


    "..." The Seventh Prince followed Jabba with his eyes until they both disappeared, then jumped after them towards the portal.


    "The Dwarf World should be safe.." Pythor quickly approached the control panel and began entering a mixture of numbers and spells while muttering, "The Dwarf World must be safe!!"


    The Dwarf World was the first they invaded, and after they subdued the Dwarves who resisted them with all kinds of cannons and strange weapons, Pythor decided to kill 90% of them and chain the rest in tight ces so that he could control them and dictate their numbers, then he forced them to use their enormous talent in construction and mechanics to build his fleets and in return, he would allow their race to survive.


    They actually helped him build ships faster, and even strengthened the cannons further! So Pythor decided to move all the shipyards to the Dwarf World and even moved all the weapons and armor factories, maintenance centers, and basically everything needed for warfare... The Dwarf World may not be rich in rare natural resources, but it is undoubtedly a treasure that cannot be squandered, with the help of the survises of its inhabitants he was able to conquer all the others.


    But he also relied on them too excessively, now without them he can no longer make anything new or maintain anything old!


    *Click* After thest number he entered, Pythor looked towards the portal center with open eyes, hoping...


    *Silence*


    "Oh no..." Pythor took a step back, putting his hands behind his head, "This is the worst possible scenario!"


    "....." The Seventh Prince frowned and then walked towards the control panel where his father was.


    "And you!!" As for Pythor himself, he turned his anger towards Jabba, "You are the one who assured me that something like this would never happen. You said that your Master was a coward who could not initiate an attack. You told me that he would remain in his ce and tremble when he heard about the damage caused by the cubes!!"


    "I meant Nihari, he really was a coward and didn''t dare attack us here, didn''t that happen? That coward went to attack a defenseless without any decent protection!" Jabba shouted in his defense, "But it''s okay we can ignore them, he just wants to keep you away from Nihari, focus on taking control of Niharipletely then we''ll see about the Dwarf Worldter."


    "To hell with what you mean you fourth chosen shit!!" Pythor waved his head forcefully, he was holding himself back as much as possible not to atack Jabba, "Because of you I lost the most important in my group, losing the Dwarf World will make it impossible for me tounch any big future attacks against the True Beginning Empire, and will even halt the growth of my empire for hundreds of years until I recover all those lost industries!"


    "Damn it!" Pythor forced himself to look away, "No, I must recover the Dwarf World no matter the cost!"


    "...Your Majesty, I think we have a bigger problem here." From behind, came the voice of the Seventh Prince


    "What now?!" Pythor shouted at his son


    Who in turn pointed towards the silent portal, "I just entered the coordinates of the Poison Rock portal..."


    "...?! He dare? No it can''t be... HE DARE?!" Pythor shouted madly then turned back to look at Jabba with extreme anger, "You..."


    "...!" But he found Jabba confused and surprised as well, he couldn''t find anything to say so he turned back to look at his Seventh Son, "Try the rest of the portals quickly!!"


    Five minutester--


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    The three of them looked at the space portal in disbelief, none of the linking attempts worked, even the portal hidden in Gudah was no longer there.


    "...All of them? The nines that I spent ten thousand years nurturing?!" Baithor started to mumble, then suddenly shouted, "All of them?!"n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om


    "I don''t know how he went there and how he found those portals, It is a fact that he is there now, and it wouldn''t be like our attempt back then when the True Beginning Empire managed to repel our attack on the threes." The Seventh Son raised his eyebrows, in his eyes his true home was the middleary belt so he didn''t seem too affected, "But this time we don''t have the power on ours to stand up to Robin Burton and his army, I''m afraid we have to assume that they''ve all been upied."


    "What do we do now? Maybe he''s waiting for his grip on the nines to tighten before he reveals this truth and uses them to threaten us." Jabba looked worried, "We can use the fact that he doesn''t know about us to send the army to thoses immediately!...But if we retreat from Nihari he will definitelye to Nihari."


    "Shut up!" Pythor shouted at Jabba, then thought to himself again, and came to the same conclusion.


    He can''t defend Nihari and his other nines at the same time, if he and Robin Burton keep ying the game of who goes to Nihari and who conquers the rest of thes, no one will win, they''ve each done it once now, but as long as the main army is intact and theary Emperor is alive, all these games are useless.


    And in this game, he''s in a far worse position, because he has to defend nines, when Robin Burton only has to defend three...


    He has to choose between Nihari and his nines to have peace thatsts for a few centuries, or he has to kill Robin Burton!!


    ... After a few minutes, Pythor turned back to Jabba, "Fix that Shadow Sword as soon as possible, I want him to deliver a message for me."