Although the spacious and gorgeous golden corridor is brightly lit, it is so bright that it feels oppressive for no reason.
In the empty corridor, there was no one to be seen, the silence was so heavy and depressing, only an old servant with gray hair was walking forward in this resplendent and golden corridor. He was wearing cloth shoes, and his steps were so light that he could hardly hear a sound. In his hand was a delicate wooden plate carved from black wood, on which were fragrant delicacies. Although he was very old and the skin on both hands was already wrinkled, the hand holding the plate was steady. Even the soup in the silver bowl full of soup on the wooden plate did not overflow at all.
At the end of the golden corridor was a huge door, tightly shut. Because the light suddenly disappeared at the end of the corridor, it seemed that the door was hidden in the shadows, giving people a gloomy feeling, as if the door was opened, and they walked into a dark world.
The old attendant walked into the door, and inside was a huge dormitory with gorgeous decoration, but the decoration in the dormitory was not as gorgeous and dazzling as the corridor outside, it seemed to be an extreme contrast, the tones in the dormitory were all dark black and red, and occasionally a little decoration would be fine. deep color. There is no light in the bedroom, and it looks more and more gloomy. The huge bed made of black and shiny black wood is in the middle of the bedroom, and the deep purple tulle hangs from the ceiling and falls on the edge of the bed, covering the big bed. The inside is tightly blocked.
The old attendant put the wooden tray in his hand on the dining table, then stepped forward, lifted the tulle hanging from the edge of the bed, separated it to the two sides, and tied it to the bedpost with a golden string.
The bedding on the bed was snow-white, like a swan's down, in stark contrast to the dark, carved bed. The middle-aged man lying on the bed opened his eyes, his face was sickly pale, and his whole body showed a feeling that his vitality was slowly passing away.
After the titular ruler of the universe and the emperor of the human empire opened his eyes, he turned his head and glanced at the old attendant beside the bed. Very angry, aging a lot. His body seemed to be corroded by venom from the inside, gradually festering outward. His skin is well maintained, but his fingers are abnormally thin, as if the skin is wrapped around the bone. His brown-black hair seemed faded, and its luster was dull.
Only those eyes, even in the dim room at this moment, are extremely bright, as if the fire of his remaining life is burning in his pupils, it is astonishingly bright, terrifyingly bright.
Matching those eyes, the gray-haired old attendant couldn't help feeling a little sour. He still remembered that a long time ago, he looked at the god-like elegance of the little master who grew up when he was young. At that time, even the bright sunshine could not win the light of the young little master.
now…
"Your Highness William."
He shouted, his voice a little hoarse. It was a title that had not been called out for a long time, a title that no one except him remembered.
The emperor sat up and looked at the old attendant who had been by his side since he was a child. He smiled, and his gloomy and weak face seemed to have returned to its former handsomeness under this smile.
"The only one who can still call me that is probably you."
said the emperor with a smile. At this moment, his smile is not an unreal smile at his adopted daughter Salome or his noble ministers, but a rare truth. But it was this kind of smile that made the old attendant feel more distressed. He remained silent, brought the wooden plate with food, and served his master to eat.
The emperor's body was still very weak, he didn't eat much, he stopped eating soon, and then lay down again. The old servant packed up the tableware, carefully lowered the tied tulle curtain, and left here quietly with the wooden tray in his hand.
In the dark and gorgeous dormitory, a long silence was restored, a lifeless silence like death.
In such a large dormitory, only the slight breathing of the emperor was rising and falling. The emperor was lying on the bed, staring at the top of the bed with his eyes open, and the dark purple tulle hanging down to block all the light. His pale face was shrouded in shadows, he slowly closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep...
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william.
The man called his name in a softer voice than anything else.
He stood in front of the man, and the man's big hand gently stroked the top of his head.
William, my boy.
The man looked at him as if looking at the most precious treasure in the world.
William, you are my pride.
The man stroked his head and looked at him with pride.
You can surely become a great emperor.
said the man.
My child, don’t forget that tens of thousands of years ago, our ancestors led mankind to the universe. He allowed mankind to survive in the universe and established a huge empire. He was praised by all mankind. hero.
We are the descendants of that great hero, and the blood of that hero runs in our bodies.
That person's body has been devastated by serious illness all the time, and his whole body looks dry and weak, but when he said this, that person's eyes burned like a flame, glowing with bright brilliance.
We unworthy descendants defile the glory of our ancestors.
The light in the man's eyes dimmed, making his face even paler.
I am not worthy to be a descendant of my ancestors.
Muttering to himself like this, the man looked at him, his eyes were full of love and expectation, and those skinny hands gently stroked his hair.
William, my son, don't forget the glory of our royal family, and don't forget that the hero's blood flows in our body.
I can't do it, but you can definitely do it. You are so outstanding and the son I am most proud of. You will definitely become a powerful emperor, restore the prestige of the royal family, and restore the glory of our royal family.
Yes, Father.
At that time, the young boy answered crisply, and he showed a smile to his father. That smile was like the brilliance and brightness of the rising sun, like a green tree full of vitality in early spring.
He could feel his father's love for him, admiration for him, and deep expectation for him, which made him proud.
I will be a great emperor like our ancestors.
The young child stands in front of his father and proudly swears an oath to his father.
I will bring the royal family back to glory—
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He is an excellent heir to the throne.
From the moment he was born, he was destined to sit on the throne and become a man above ten thousand people.
His excellence is obvious to all, and his diligence is admirable. Although he is the crown prince, he has never slackened in the slightest since he was a child. On the contrary, he has worked harder than anyone else. Among his peers, he is outstanding, no one can match his excellence.
The young boy has a handsome appearance like a god, and his light shines like the sun, like a darling loved by heaven and earth, no one can compare to his light.
He is young, smart, and powerful. When he was just an adult, he began to lead the Royal Fleet to fight north and south as the crown prince, from being young at the beginning to being mature and good at fighting.
He has a noble status, but also has outstanding military talent.
He is the proud son of heaven, and he is the hope of revitalizing the declining royal family. Everyone, especially his father, who is the current emperor, thinks so.
...
The royal family looks forward to a revival of the royal family, but that is not what some people expected.
The young man knelt beside the huge bed with a blank expression.
The man who doted on him and loved him was lying cold on that gorgeous big bed, and had stopped breathing—just when he returned excitedly after winning the war again and wanted to share the good news with his father, he Only saw the cold body of his father.
He didn't even have time to see his loving father for the last time.
His Majesty fell ill and died.
Everyone told him so, but he had a vague guess that it wasn't the truth.
For the first time, the young crown prince's bright eyes were darkened, and he didn't know that it was just the beginning.
His father died, the father who was considered weak and not a good emperor died, no one will protect him from the wind and rain, no one will protect him from the stabbing from the darkness behind him stab in the back.
From now on, he will bear it all.
The first emperor died of illness, and in the same year, Crown Prince Wilhelm von Frederick succeeded to the throne.
No one will ever call him William again.
One day, William, you'll know what's on your shoulders.
His father once sighed like this, caressing his face lovingly and unwillingly.
A cold throne, a heavy crown.
At that time, the young and vigorous he did not understand the sigh in his father's eyes, but now, the young emperor finally understands how heavy his seemingly frail father is. The seemingly cowardly father has blocked many storms for him.
He knew that his father didn't die of illness, but died under the back arrow from the darkness, he knew, but he couldn't say anything, he couldn't do anything.
The lofty mountains guarding him collapsed, and he could only grit his teeth and face everything with all his strength.
You can't leave Emperor Star, you can't leave Wangcheng.
You are the body of all gold, and you can't have the slightest mistake.
Those people said good things for him, and wanted to imprison him in the narrow palace.
He is the emperor, above ten thousand people, but his hands and feet are bound by people, and his surroundings are shrouded in darkness, making him unable to breathe.
He doesn't want to be a puppet emperor, at the mercy of others, and he still remembers the oath he made in front of his father.
—I will be a great emperor like my ancestors—
—I will restore the glory of the royal family-
Eliminate dissidents, cultivate confidants, control the fleet, and suppress the powerful nobles. The young emperor who was once as bright as the sun grew up a little bit, and he became ruthless, rational and ruthless. He matured at an extremely fast speed and became deep, and no one could easily peep into his mind.
And he also succeeded in taking back the rights of the royal family step by step. He spent decades not only completely establishing the royal family's dominance in the Emperor star system, but also operating the galaxy like an iron bucket so that others could not find it. At the slightest gap, he began to slowly expand the power of the royal family outward, annexing several galaxies near the Emperor star system.
He began to carry out drastic reforms, abandoned the decadent and backward system, selected talents from the common people, and suppressed and disintegrated the power of the nobility without a trace.
Seeing that he is about to lead the royal family on the road of rebirth step by step in this way—
Suddenly one day, the young emperor fell into a coma and was seriously ill.
When he woke up, the middle-aged servant who had watched him grow up was kneeling beside his bed with tears on his face.
Sir William.
The attendant from the Canet family who loyally followed his father and then followed him called the name he hadn't heard for a long time with a painful expression on his face. He heard the attendant utter a word tremblingly. .
In a word, it made him feel like he was struck by lightning.
Except for the royal family, no one wants the royal family to rise again.
I don't know when it started, and I don't know who made it. The genes of the royal family were infected by a special virus, and the genes damaged by the virus accumulated from generation to generation, and finally broke out completely in his generation. His reproductive genes have been completely destroyed, no matter whether it is artificially or naturally conceived, it is impossible for a fetus bred with his genes to survive.
The blood of the royal family will be completely cut off in his generation.
The young emperor was trembling all over, not because of fear, but because of anger.
A serious illness, he lost his healthy body, and then he will lose his descendants forever. Even if he has a healthy body, even if he succeeds in rejuvenating the royal family, even if he makes the royal family to glory again, if there are no descendants, then everything will be like meteors and fireworks, only a moment of glory, and then completely destroyed.
The young emperor's fingers were trembling, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. At this moment, his handsome face was contorted to a terrifying degree.
Never forgive.
He was trembling, gritted his teeth, his face was ferocious, and his pupils were burning with crazy flames at this moment.
Those who took away the glory of the royal family and cut off the way of the royal family... He will destroy them all!
The great royal blood will never be cut off! no way!
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The top-secret secret room was opened, and no one except the successive emperors sitting on the throne knew that the genes of several outstanding emperors throughout the ages were preserved in this royal secret room.
There is also the only one, the gene of the first emperor who led mankind to conquer the universe.
He will use these genes to breed a new heir to the throne.
However, ordinary means are not enough. Those people will not tolerate a good successor in the royal family, like him. Even if an excellent successor is born, it will be destroyed by countless back arrows in the process of growth.
The royal family has become a quagmire, and being caught in it can only be part of the mud.
Now that it's rotten, he thought, just uproot it and destroy it. Only in this way can the new shoots leave the rotten quagmire, breathe new breath, and thrive.
However, ordinary shoots are not enough. Only the tenacious, indomitable, and extremely powerful shoots can break through the heavy shackles and grow into a new huge green tree.
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Different genes were sent to different remote planets, and institutes were established on those remote planets. Then, countless fetuses were born on those institutes.
Fetuses on different planets have different genes, but on the same planet they have the same genes. Breeding those babies is like breeding wild animals. The survival of the fittest, only the best and most powerful individuals are qualified to survive .
The cultivation method chosen by each planet is also different. Some planets succeeded, others failed, and to the astonishment of the researchers, a single surviving individual was born on the planet that, in their view, had been subjected to the most brutal and least successful breeding methods.
Afterwards, in years of brutal wars, the experimental subject became the only survivor, and established his own power in the name of Troll.
Newborn green shoots, the last hope of the royal family.
The emperor was not surprised by this, maybe he had a vague premonition when he made the decision... What Troll possessed was the gene of that person, and what flowed in this young man was the so-called Human heroes are the blood of the first emperor who led mankind to conquer the universe.
He watched the young man grow up step by step. He pretended to be the emperor who doted on his daughter and secretly cleared the obstacles for Troll to advance. He watched with satisfaction that Troll grew up at an incredible speed and became a force.
it's time.
he thinks.
Time was running out, and he didn't have much time left.
He started the final trial.
It was a step-by-step ladder, which he had already arranged for Troll to step on.
The failed experimental subject that unexpectedly survived on that planet was the first trial.
In order for Troll to eliminate fake and inferior products, find a way to the future.
Marquis Mia, is the second trial.
In order for Troll to annex the power of the Marquis of Mia, he became a huge and important force.
The princess Salome he cultivated with all his heart is the third trial.
In order for Troll to take Salome as a stepping stone to start the stage of hegemony.
Then, there is the final trial—
he himself.
He is the final test.
He never thought of controlling Troll from the beginning, he is the final test, if Troll can't get rid of his control, then Troll is a failure.
A great emperor should not and cannot be controlled by anyone.
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The breaking of his right arm spelled the end of everything.
The young man who walked through the trials he set step by step and tore apart all the obstacles he set up, broke free from the shackles he gave him, and was about to spread his wings and fly into the boundless sea of stars.
He lost.
He also won.
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"Is it worth it, Your Highness William?"
The gray-haired old attendant once asked him this, and he saw himself in the eyes of the old man.
With a gloomy and pale face and a sickly body, the vitality of his youth was no longer there, as if he had exhausted his vitality in just a few decades.
The illness was eroding his body and destroying his life, and the time left for him was running out.
He smiled.
Is there anything worthwhile or not.
The blood of the great royal family will be passed on, a new royal family with strong vitality will appear soon, and a new emperor will be born soon.
He may not be able to see it anymore, but he believes more than anything else, that the young new emperor will conquer everything, unify the entire universe, and restore the glory of the royal family—
...
The dark and gorgeous dormitory was very quiet, the man who bears the name of the emperor was sleeping, his sleeping face at this moment was calm and serene like never before.
The royal family is about to be rejuvenated, and the glory of the royal family is about to return.
And all this will have nothing to do with him.
Thousands or even tens of thousands of years later, people will only remember the incompetence of the last emperor of the empire, and history will only remember his demise as the last king of subjugation.
A cold throne, a heavy crown.
He has done everything he should do as an emperor, he has no regrets, he has no regrets.
The decaying empire is about to be destroyed, and a new one is about to be born.
He is the last emperor of a dying empire.
The author has something to say: The major general has the genes of the first emperor, and only the experimental subjects on his planet have the same genes.
The experimental subjects on other planets are the genes of other emperors who have been preserved.
Well, the genes of the first generation are the strongest.