While fully refining the potential points, Roya still split off a wisp of spiritual sense to pay attention to the situation of the others in the grand hall.
Although the system's upgrading process seemed lengthy, for those in the hall, only a few breaths of time had passed.
Seeing that everyone had already entered the right state, Roya directly initiated a consciousness-level exchange with them.
"Vegapunk, first introduce the situation regarding the biological metal we captured this time."
Vegapunk nodded and said:
"Lord Roya, the piece of bio-metal you cut off from the enemy's battleship is completely different in molecular structure from any of the bio-metal we've encountered before."
"This hull metal is denser yet lighter in mass, while its strength far surpasses the skeleton soldiers' bodies—about five times stronger, in fact!"
"Moreover, I speculate that this hull metal can even bear or contain certain forms of energy, allowing it to resist purely energy-based attacks—such as those from Kizaru."
At this point, Vegapunk glanced at Kizaru, pursing his lips in a rather disrespectful manner, and said:
"Of course, the enemy's energy assault methods will no doubt far exceed the photon bullets Kizaru used previously."
Kizaru, unmoved, remained as indifferent as ever. Long accustomed to idling about and others' barbed remarks, he felt not the slightest ripple within.
The Star Spirit shook his head and added:
"This hull metal—I currently have no ability to replicate it."
This fellow had already come to terms with things. Since seastone combined with vital essence could synthesize bio-metal, there was no point in keeping secrets. Max out production capacity, and just go for it!
But Roya disagreed with his mindset, retorting:
"Whether hull metal or the earlier bio-metal, neither requires you to manufacture it!"
"Our previous agreement and plan remain unchanged. You must prioritize the recovery of seastone—including the seastone components dissolved in seawater!"
The Star Spirit was deeply moved by these words.
Indeed, this planet itself was his body, and every living being upon it was born of his primordial energy.
Especially now, after these creatures had shed the shackles imposed upon them by the Creator, they were no different from the Star Spirit's own direct offspring.
To protect these beings, to protect his own body, even if he were to sacrifice all of his energy to forge bio-metal and arm every living creature as much as possible, it would still be perfectly natural.
Yet Roya urged him to reclaim the seastone—to draw back the energy he had been deceived into releasing. This, of course, would be of immense benefit to his true body.
After a rough calculation, the Star Spirit realized: if he reclaimed all the seastone, his energy level would at least recover to what it had been during his incarnation as an Emperor.
At that point, he could truly refine his current bio-metal body, making it his genuine avatar, rather than the puppet-like state it was now—akin to Vegapunk controlling his cloned female researchers.
The greatest advantage of an avatar was that it could, just like his consciousness core, freely mobilize the world's primordial energy, without restriction or loss.
In such a state, the scope of his power would increase immeasurably.
Though this arrangement was extremely tempting, the Star Spirit still had concerns, especially with the full-scale invasion of the Seventh Overlord imminent.
Just as he was hesitating on whether to refuse, Roya firmly declared:
"The hull metal we seized this time should be enough to forge a full set of armor and weapons for each person."
"Once fully armed, we'll strike the invaders with a surprise counterattack!"
"That enormous space battleship—whether its hull metal or its interstellar navigation equipment—all of it shall become ours, and we will use it to counterattack their lair!"
By the current outlook, Roya's plan could only be described as aggressive.
But everyone listening felt their blood boiling. They wished they could storm that space battleship immediately, crush this so-called Seventh Overlord, and then march straight to the capital of the Undying Dynasty, smashing those damned space wraiths to pieces!
Vegapunk exclaimed excitedly:
"Alright, I'll lay it bare—I have three hundred cloned researchers under me. I guarantee that within a single month, I can tailor a full set of sealed combat armor and weapons for each survivor of today's battlefield, designed to meet the demands of future space warfare!"
The Star Spirit, too, was elated:
"As for the Hades, I won't dismantle it for recovery. Once we seize the enemy's space battleship, why not use the Hades as a model for modification—let it become our flagship for the counteroffensive?"
Roya approved:
"In the beginning, resources will be limited, so we must prioritize arming our people and refitting the flagship. But once we liberate more and more resource worlds, and capture greater stockpiles of warship metal, each of you will surely be able to forge your own cosmic flagships, reviving the glory of our Great Age of Pirates amidst the stars!"
Kaido's eyes glittered ever more fiercely as he roared inwardly:
"I must seize one of these metal skeletons' homeworlds, transform it into my cosmic flagship, and reshape all my subordinates into colossal metal beasts! Then, in the void, I'll rebuild my Beasts Pirates and redeploy the New Onigashima Plan!"
The others were no different—each was utterly captivated by the grand vision laid out by Roya, their hearts surging with dreams of a more magnificent, star-spanning age of adventure.
Im and the Star Spirit exchanged a glance, and Im said:
"Lord Roya, when the time comes, I should remain behind to guard the homeworld, and use the Void Throne to ensure communications between the homeworld and the space flagship."
The so-called Void Throne functioned much like a psionic amplifier and receiver, a crucial component for realizing ultra-long-distance communication.
But Roya immediately rejected the suggestion:
"Your role aboard the space flagship will be far greater than simply sitting on this throne. Leave this task to the Star Spirit."
Then, turning to the Star Spirit alone, he continued:
"If I'm not mistaken, isn't the process of life and death among the planet's creatures the true source of your primordial energy?"
The Star Spirit remained silent, tacitly confirming Roya's deduction.
Indeed, though the planet's native life was birthed from its primordial energy in diverse forms, throughout their lifetimes these creatures could draw trickles of energy from the mysterious, unfathomable Warp, feeding it back into the material world of the planet.
Each creature could absorb only the tiniest fraction—but for a Star Spirit, this was always meant to be a process of endless accumulation.
Roya pressed on:
"As things stand, aside from you and me, none of the others have the potential to ascend any further. But the most formidable enemies we face are far from limited to this Seventh Overlord before us."
"You must, as swiftly as possible, ascend to the level where you can break free from the planet's shackles and stride into the stars—to fight at my side!"
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