Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1304: Perfect Entry Point

Time returned to ten minutes ago.

"What's going on?" Mobie opened the curtains, and the sound of alarm came from outside. As president of the federation, he certainly knew what this alert meant. It was a warning of an attack on the space defense line. Under the curtain of night outside the window, dots of flickering fluorescent light streaked across the sky, disappearing into the thick clouds. The Federation's Star Ship Squadron was ascending into the sky. In terms of numbers, the fleet was no less than a division.

In Mobbit's memory, this had never happened before.

The door was kicked open rudely, and Alstair ran in with a dejected expression, "No good, I have just received the news." The Ring of Dawn was attacked. It was the fleet of the Nelm people. They somehow bypassed the interstellar defense line and directly opened up a spatial passageway near the Ring of Dawn. Right now, the House of Representatives is convening an emergency council, but that imposter seems to have disappeared and can't be found anywhere. Without the president's permission, even if the parliament activates an emergency agreement, Babylon's weapons system will not be activated "

"Who said there is no president?" Mobie opened the wardrobe and took out a straight military uniform. "Am I not?"

"What do you mean?" Alstair took a deep breath and said, "Are you going to come back in this situation?"

"What, do you have a better suggestion?" "You were goe to visit secretly at today 's meeting of noble, but their meeting was cancelled, wasn' t it?" Said Mobius as he changed his clothes. Now is a better time to take advantage of that imposter's absence. If I appear and activate the weapon system, then what else can prove that I am the real Mobbit? The real president of the Federation! "

"But "

"There's no time to hesitate, old friend." "Listen to the alarm outside. If we hesitate any longer, thousands of warriors, or even the entire planet, may be lost!" Mobius buttoned his last button.

"Even if it's an adventure, we still have to bet on it."

Alstair looked at him and finally nodded.

Ten minutes later, they were already standing in the House of Representatives. Things went unexpectedly smoothly. Alan still hadn't appeared. The timing for Mobius to cut in could not be better. If all goes well, he will slip back into the presidency. However, Mobie had to clean up the mess that Alan had left behind.

At Mobit's behest, the federal emergency protocol for this situation was activated immediately. All strategic goods are prioritized for this war, and all armies from Babylon to the surface are in a state of emergency. At this time, no matter which legion's troops were, they had to listen to the orders of the Federation Military Department first. At this moment of life and death, all their combat strength was tightly grabbed into the hands of the Federation.

A minute later, the residents of the floating island, who had already been woken up by the alarm, received a new notification. They must leave their homes within a minute and follow the instructions of the army on the spot to go to the shelters, especially the residents of Goldwing Street and Dawn Square, as well as the merchants, and must leave unconditionally. If they do not leave within the time limit, all consequences will be borne by them.

After the announcement, panicked people filled the entire city of Babylon. These noble people were at a loss like helpless lambs, allowing the nearby army to take them away with a cart. Very quickly, Goldwing Avenue and the plaza were the first to be emptied. After the troops left, the streets began to tremble. Dawn Square gradually rose up, and one could see that at the bottom of the square was actually a huge metal platform. The metal platform began to flip, and the entire plaza, including the monumental sculptures, followed it into the ground. The plaza turned underground, but a huge turret rose to the ground. In front of the turret, the ground on Goldwing Avenue caved in first, then separated on both sides. The sound of hydraulic machines working resounded through the streets, and brackets rose from below the open streets. Each bracket carried a part of the cannon body. When the bracket reached the designated height, it slid back in the direction of the square, so the barrels quickly combined with the turret.

This was the strongest weapon in Babylon, a magic energy magic rail cannon called Gunnar. Designed by weapons experts who helped design Babylon back then, although technically inferior to Light Concealment Society's Doomsday Cannon due to age and technological constraints. However, it was clear that this Gunner Cannon was far larger than the Doomsday Cannon. Just the half-length cannon barrel on Goldwing Avenue was intimidating.

In addition to the magnetic cannon, the buildings on Babylon were constantly flipping, replaced by weapons platforms. From energy cannons to shockwave missiles with physical warheads, Babylon was like a noble girl in full costume, turning into a fully armed knight!

After activating the Floating Island's weapons system, Mobit held a videoconference with the heads of several large families, including the three wealthy families and Beskard. The content of the meeting was naturally to use the power of the nobles to participate in the battle, but the process could not be said to be smooth.

"Mr. President, it's already been this time, and I don't think we need to hide anything anymore. We all know that you are not the real Mobbit and believe that you were the one who attacked Mr. Roddy by Nelm during the day. "At this moment, the Nelm squadron has already arrived at our doorstep. If you hadn't made any deals with those aliens, we wouldn't believe it even if we were to beat them to death."

The William Family's Patriarch, Warren, narrowed his eyes and said, "However, at this time, if you want to contribute to our nobility, I don't know how to trust you in order to hand over those young family disciples to you."

This was precisely what the other Patriarchs were worried about.

Originally, at this time, even though the two sides had quarreled with each other before, they should now forget about the past and work together closely. However, due to their status, these Patriarchs naturally wouldn't easily hand over the power in their hands.

"I know exactly what that fake guy did, but I have to tell you, he's not here right now. It's me speaking to you, Mobie, the real president of the Federation!" Mobie nodded.

"Could it be that the activated weapon system isn't enough to prove this?"

"Mr. president, I think you know that weapon systems are activate with fingerprints, and now we have plenty of ways to duplicate fingerprints, if you want," Warrawn said on behalf of that other heads of household.

"Gentlemen, you are truly cautious." Mobbit sighed and stood up. "I'm not afraid to admit it at this point," he said. "I pushed Beskard into the limelight to deal with all of you and cause civil strife among your nobles. And in order to make this plan even more perfect, I even personally attacked Mr. Horn on the surface, on the night when Mr. Horn went to the surface to show his cards to Old Baker. "

"You might say that the impostor will also know about this information. That's right, he must have been my substitute at that time. Naturally, he knows all of my actions." Mobie unbuttoned his jacket, "But there will be no wounds on his body left behind by Qiu Yan!"