I know this ancient god

"North Star is the heart of the Federation. If even this place is affected, the situation of the Federation may be in jeopardy." Tang Xuan looked at the endless flow of people and said, "To a certain extent, transportation hubs like Daxing Space City It can reflect the rise and fall of a place.”

Lin Wan nodded in agreement: "Yes."

At this time, a burst of melodious light music sounded, and a communication code with a military logo appeared on Tang Xuan's watch.

Tang Xuan lowered his head and glanced: "The military is contacting us."

He turned on his watch to accept the communication request, "Hello, I am Tang Xuan."

A familiar voice came from the other end of the watch.

"Tang Xuan, long time no see!"

Tang Xuan said in surprise: "Anbei?"

"Haha, it's me!" An Bei's voice was quite happy, "I saw your signal appeared in Space City. Qiao An asked me to ask for him, is his brother Qiao Ping okay now?"

Qiao An, Qiao Ping?

A trace of memory flashed across Tang Xuan's eyes.

He remembered the brothers.

His elder brother Qiao An is a cold, world-weary person who doesn't care about anyone except his younger brother Qiao Ping. Qiao Ping was killed in the battle against Magma and was revived by him using [Lord of War Spirits]. At that time, Qiao An had a small conflict with him due to a misunderstanding and almost started a fight.

Then he left quietly.

Tang Xuan felt a little guilty in his heart. He couldn't help but glance into the Temple of Valor and saw Qiao Ping playing games on the soft feather bed.

He smiled: "Qiao Ping is very good. He eats and drinks in my Hall of Valor every day and is playing games now. Is Qiao An also involved in this operation?"

"No, he won't come. He will stay in the base and be on standby." An Bei replied, "After you left, Qiao An practiced hard and his strength improved very quickly. Now he is second only to me in the base and has become a great success. Candidates for God’s work.”

Tang Xuan was stunned.

The identity of being a candidate for the God-making Project is too important. He can imagine how much effort Qiao An put in to fight for this identity. The reason why Qiao An works so hard must be because of Qiao Ping.

He nodded slowly: "I will tell Qiao Ping the good news. Tell Qiao An for me, I look forward to the day he is crowned."

An Bei smiled and said: "Of course! Now I will send you the coordinates. You come here to board the ship. See you later."

An Bei hung up the communication and sent a series of coordinates to Tang Xuan.

Amap Navigation is running!

Tang Xuan waved to Lin Wan: "Let's go!"

The two of them followed the navigation information and moved forward. There were fewer and fewer people on the road until they came to a military-only helipad. The green-painted iron door isolates the inside and outside. There are soldiers standing guard outside the door. On the walls on both sides of the door are written: "Strategic military area, no one allowed to enter."

"Stop! What are you doing!"

The guard on duty stopped them.

Tang Xuan stepped forward and tapped his watch a few times to call out his identity information. He showed the information to the guard: "We have an appointment, so we said Tang Xuan is here."

After carefully checking Lin Wan's message, the guard saluted Lin Wan, turned and walked to the wall, took off the microphone and said a few words to the other side.

The camera on the wall turned to focus on Tang Xuan.

Half a minute later, the guard turned around and pressed the button to open the door.

"The chief lets you in."

Tang Xuan nodded: "It's troublesome."

He led Lin Wan through the door and into the long corridor illuminated by cold white light. They walked along the corridor and finally entered a huge spherical cavity.

There are thousands of battleships parked in an orderly manner in the cavity. There are many more cavities like this throughout the space ring. They reserve part of the federal emergency power.

Tang Xuan looked up at the dome. The lights of all the battleships he touched were on. He squinted his eyes and looked blurryly, as if he was seeing a starry sky.

He exclaimed: "It's so spectacular!"

Lin Wan stood beside him and said, "These warships should all participate in the operation."

"We must bring them all back properly." Tang Xuan nodded lightly, "I hope the ancient gods haven't set foot on the border yet."

The troops of the Maurya Empire are all crooked, and the so-called ace army is not even as effective as the local guards of the Federation. As long as the ancient gods do not cause trouble to the border, the Federation fleet is not in danger.

Tang Xuan sent out a signal, and after a while, a battleship came to him with the support of a mechanical arm.

Click!

The hatch opened and Anbei jumped out.

He smiled and said hello: "Long time no see!"

Tang Xuan nodded: "It's been a while."

He noticed that An Bei was exuding vague power fluctuations from head to toe. Everything on his body looked strange, especially the blue-purple windbreaker draped over his shoulders. Every time he blinked, he could vaguely see something on it. The texture is flowing.

He asked curiously: "What are these on you?"

"Some things related to the ancient gods." An Bei bent his arms and made a bodybuilder's movement, "Now I can wear them as I like."

These are magical equipment similar to Thunder Gloves.

The windbreaker that Tang Xuan cared about was the strongest among them, more powerful than the previous Thunder Gloves. If Anbei uses all his strength, he can wipe out thousands of warships in three minutes.

The price is three days of exhaustion.

Lin Wan asked: "Isn't my sister here?"

An Bei shook his head: "No."

Lin Wan pouted: "I won't go up when I should."

It was such an important moment to witness her beloved being crowned as a god. If it were her, she would never miss it.

An Bei scratched his head: "She actually wanted to come, but I thought this trip was more dangerous, so I persuaded her to leave."

Lin Wan nodded lightly and said nothing.

An Bei took a step back: "Come on board, I'll be waiting for you."

Tang Xuan and Lin Wan followed An Bei into the battleship.

This battleship is a heavy shield ship with amazing defensive capabilities. On the one hand, it reduces the risk of accidents, and on the other hand, it can survive the support of large forces in fierce battles.

The fleet was all in place in the morning, but there was an error in notifying Tang Xuan, so they waited a while. At this time, Tang Xuan boarded the ship and the fleet could set off.

A hoarse voice came from the fleet communication channel: "Attention all units, the Priest Project has been officially launched. The target is the Peacock Empire. Let's all set off!"

Tang Xuan looked surprised: "Is this General Yin Huazang?"

After the incident in the Shaoyang Galaxy, Yin Huazang resigned, handed over the position of commander of the Fuxi Legion to his deputy, and then disappeared.

I didn't expect to meet you again here.

An Bei nodded: "Actually, everyone knows that General Yin is not to blame for that incident, but in order to calm the public's anger, the leader can only remove General Yin."

Tang Xuan's eyes were thoughtful.

Although he lost his position as the commander of the Fuxi Legion, he gained the opportunity to get close to the god-making project. In a sense, this should be an overt promotion and a secret promotion, right?

The dome slowly opened, opening the door to the deep universe.

On the berth, the blue and white light of the engine lit up at the tail of each battleship. Then the restraint mechanism was unlocked, and under the coordination of the command tower, the warships took off in an orderly manner.

Looking down from space, the defense circle surrounding the Northern Star opened ten holes at the same time, releasing thousands of dark warships. These battleships were just dots at first, but soon they merged into a huge torrent of steel under people's gaze. After a burst of bright light, they all disappeared into space.