In the boundless starry sky, the huge blue-black flagship is quietly driving in the universe, and countless warships surround it, like stars surrounding the moon.
It has been sailing at such a slow speed for a long time, at this moment, a large fleet suddenly appeared not far from this huge fleet through the transition. Although the colors of the new fleets are slightly different, the ships have the same insignia. They drove over slowly, and soon merged into it, like a river entering the sea, becoming a part of this huge fleet.
Not long after, a small spaceship flew out from the flagship of the new fleet and quickly entered the interior of Ishtar.
Above Ishtar, the newly opened and built reception hall dedicated to the emperor is very quiet.
It was an extremely spacious hall, imitating the style of a small inner sanctum. The deep red thick velvet carpet was long spread on the dark ground, extending from the entrance to the innermost steps. The tall steps rose from the ground, in order to emphasize the dignity of the emperor, they were a full ten meters higher than the ground.
On both sides of the deep red carpet, there are two rows of standing torches. In the transparent dome, the special fiery red flame will never go out, illuminating the entire hall brightly.
On the high steps, dark brown thick velvet curtains spread out from both sides of the high platform. There are faintly visible complex patterns on the curtains, which are low-key but complicated. It is lifted up and tied on both sides. Golden tassels hung from the top of the thick velvet curtain, and the pure gold thread shone in the firelight.
The huge jet-black throne stood quietly on the high platform, and at this moment, the young emperor sat quietly on it.
It was obviously a throne that was huge enough to seat more than three people, but the emperor sat there, as if he had already occupied all the space on the throne, and there was no room left. As he sat there, an invisible aura filled the high platform, so that the spacious Takata couldn't even accommodate a second person.
The young emperor sat quietly on the throne, with one hand resting on one side of the armrest, and the snow-white glove hung slightly from the top of the armrest. He lowered his head slightly, fine black hair hanging down the corners of his slender eyes. In those sharp phoenix eyes, the dark blue pupils reflected the flames on both sides under the steps, faintly as if there was a flame burning at the bottom of those pupils.
The hall was terribly quiet, and he was the only one there.
It's just that the silence was quickly broken, and a guard walked in from the door and bowed his head to salute him.
"Your Majesty, Major General Via requests an audience."
"Um."
Troll raised his eyes and hummed lightly.
The guard bowed again and retreated. Not long after, the figure of the major general with blue hair appeared at the door, and then walked along the deep red thick velvet carpet. When he walked forward, the flames in the round shields on both sides shook. Invisible ripples emerged from the flames, sweeping across Via's body, from head to toe, if Via was carrying a highly dangerous weapon or a suspicious wiretapping device, the flame would immediately turn black.
As the person who personally arranged this kind of defense facility, Via naturally couldn't bring dangerous things to meet his majesty.
He passed the rows of torches on both sides, came to the bottom of the steps, and looked up at the monarch on the high platform.
He held a bright red feather cushion in his hands, and the delicate platinum crown lay quietly on it, waiting for his master who had left it not long ago.
"Your Majesty, you shouldn't have done something like that!"
Via spoke in a merciless, almost critical tone as always.
He frowned tightly, and looked up at the wayward monarch on the high platform with a bit of anger, and the anger in his chest was even more intense.
"The whole universe is watching your enthronement—"
He gritted his teeth fiercely, and the words almost came out from between his teeth.
"At most, you only need to be patient for a few more minutes, no, even just a minute! As long as this crown is on your head, you will be the undisputed king of this universe from now on!"
It's not that Via doesn't understand his monarch's obsession with the young Gaja who has disappeared for several years, but no matter what, at such an important moment of enthronement, at the moment of great attention, under the watchful eyes of people in the entire universe, this The wayward majesty couldn't wait for even a minute, and threw away this extremely important crown.
The young emperor on the throne looked down at his subordinates, his handsome face was expressionless.
He didn't say anything, and he didn't have to say anything.
At this point, his behavior needs no explanation to anyone, and no one can ask him to do anything.
Just be patient for a few more minutes
No, I can't wait a minute, I can't wait a second.
At that moment, there was only that one person in his mind and eyes——
"How should it end now? The crown was not put on, the enthronement ceremony was not completed, and we must not make people laugh again."
Holding the bright red feather cushion containing the crown in one hand, Via rubbed her temples vigorously with the other, and let out a deep breath.
"Your Majesty, you are really..."
Willful.
Before uttering the last three words, the people on the throne suddenly moved.
Troll stood up and walked down, standing on the step in front of Via, the cloak behind him hanging down on the step.
His hand reached over and picked up the platinum crown.
His gaze swept coldly over the crown that symbolized his ascension to the throne of God.
"'I am the undisputed king only when I wear the crown'?"
Troll lightly repeated what Via had just said.
"You are mistaken."
He looked at Via, and with just one glance, the invisible pressure made Via's chest tighten suddenly.
Via subconsciously bowed slightly, bowing her head deeply in front of his sovereign.
He lowered his head and couldn't see the expression on Troll's face at the moment. He could only see Troll's hand holding the platinum crown.
He watched the hand clenched slowly, the exquisite and gorgeous crown twisted and deformed little by little in the young emperor's clenched fingers, and turned into an ugly waste in a silent whine.
Via heard the voice coming from his head.
"I'm willing to wear it, it's only worth it."
Via watched the hand loosen, and the twisted metal waste fell to the ground with a bang, and rolled to the side with a crisp sound.
He lowered his head, awe-inspiring.
He put the cart before the horse.
Your Majesty is right.
This so-called crown is only called a crown if His Majesty is willing to wear it on his head.
If not worn, it is at best a delicate and expensive work of art.
Troll walked forward and passed in front of Via, the golden chain around the cloak on his chest shone brightly in the firelight, his black boots stepped on the deep red carpet, and the light-colored cloak fluttered behind him. In front of Via who lowered her head.
Wei Wei raised his head slightly, and respectfully followed behind his monarch.
The young emperor strode forward, the firelight reflected on his handsome but indifferent side cheek.
On his head, there is no crown.
There is no throne beside him.
In his hand, there is no golden scepter.
But when he stood there, no one dared to say that he was not the emperor who ruled the entire universe.
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Although the sudden interruption of the enthronement ceremony caused an uproar at the beginning, it quickly subsided.
For the soldiers who followed Troll, whether there was that ceremony, whether he wore the so-called crown, he was the only monarch they had long recognized. And for those little nobles or warlords who find this incident unbelievable or unbelievable, although they murmur in their hearts, they dare not speak out, and even restrict the citizens in the star field under their control from speaking about this incident. Unfavorable remarks—you must know that when His Majesty was the marshal, the vicious deeds of the nobles who wiped out all the big powers in the past few years are still vivid in my mind. The nobles didn't dare to hum at the time, and when the Marshal's fleet arrived, they all bowed their heads honestly.
Everyone agrees that the so-called enthronement ceremony has been completed. Five years after the old empire fell, a new human empire has been established and a new emperor has been born.
This is faster than many people imagined.
The speed at which the young emperor unifies the universe is so fast that many forces that want to plot slowly are caught off guard.
Five years, this time is too short, so short that it can be said to be unbelievable.
Those prophets who predicted that the universe would fall into chaos and war for a long time before it could be unified again were slapped in the face, and they were all ashamed. They can only say that the current His Majesty's ability is too strong, not to mention that he was once hailed as the God of War.
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In the pitch-black starry sky, countless stars are shining, passing by the fine meteorites, and three milky-white arc-shaped spaceships are moving forward at an extremely fast speed.
At the same time, there was a tense atmosphere inside the spaceship, and voices kept ringing in the hall.
"Human warships appear at three o'clock ahead!"
"There are also on the left side."
"The pursuit fleet is approaching—"
"The encirclement has been formed!"
Battleships from all around approached, forming a siege, capturing the three white spaceships.
But soon, the three white spaceships glowed with blue light, and then disappeared without a trace in the encirclement of human warships.
In another star field not far away, the space distorted for a moment, and with a faint blue light, three huge white spaceships suddenly appeared in the empty starry sky.
On the round platform in the middle of the spaceship hall on the left, the blue light ball has returned to calm after the brilliance just now, and the black-haired boy with his hand on it suddenly shook and fell to the ground with one knee.
"Mute!"
"Mute—"
Amidst the exclamations of everyone watching him, Mutt, who was kneeling on one knee, raised his head and waved his hands.
"It's okay..." He was short of breath, and slowly stood up, "It's just that the strength was exhausted."
Excessive energy consumption caused his body to be very empty, and his vision was still a little blurred. He stabilized his mind, and continued to speak after his vision became clearer.
"... Get out of here as quickly as possible."
Due to lack of strength, the teleportation distance of the spaceship is very short. If it does not leave as soon as possible, the human fleet will soon catch up.
"Understood, Mutt."
A girl came up and supported him worriedly.
"I think your condition is not very good, should I help you go back to rest?"
Just as Mute was about to refuse, suddenly his head felt dizzy again, and his eyes went dark.
He didn't hold on any longer, nodded, and someone helped him back to the room.
The girl helped him to lie down on the bed, and then left, giving him a worried look before leaving.
Mute was lying on the bed, with one hand on his forehead, his breathing was still a little short, and his body was extremely weak. He could barely hold on when he was standing just now, but now when he lay down, his whole body became limp.
The aftereffects of excessive energy consumption began to appear, and his head ached violently. He closed his eyes tightly, trying to relieve the severe pain. It's just that the pain was so severe that he bit his lower lip until it turned white.
Suddenly a warm hand covered his forehead, and a bit of cool power was transmitted, which slightly relieved his head that was about to split from the pain.
Mutt opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the snow-white hair as soft as white clouds, and the man's lavender pupils.
"Noah..."
He yelled softly, his voice was a little hoarse because of his poor health.
"Don't waste your strength," he said. "It's almost all on you now."
Since that day, the human fleet has been tracking behind their spaceships, chasing and intercepting them in various ways.
Even though they knew that their spacecraft could teleport, they still persisted in catching up and besieging them time and time again.
Noah withdrew his hand. His situation was much better than Mutt's. After all, his use of power has been at its peak for hundreds of years. And Mutt said that the intensity of power is closest to him, but after all, he just started using power not long ago, and it is still a bit reluctant for Mutt to use Gaga's power as frequently as now.
The white-haired boy stood by the bed, his lavender eyes looked down at the pale Mute who was resting with his eyes closed.
"... what is that person thinking?"
After a while, he asked.
Knowing that even if they catch up, it is impossible to contain Jia's spaceship, which has the teleportation ability, they still work tirelessly and persevere, wasting manpower, material resources, time and resources to block them again and again.
Noah couldn't figure out what the new human emperor was thinking.
As long as Jia's spaceship can teleport, it is absolutely impossible for human warships to block them. This is so clear, why does the human emperor still do such useless work? That human doesn't seem like someone who would do things in vain.
The obsession with Mute made him dizzy
"do not know."
Mutt was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and the back of his right hand was in front of his eyes, covering most of his face.
He answered in a very soft voice.
"But he must have his purpose..."
Noah didn't speak anymore, but turned his head and looked in one direction. He could feel that in that direction, the human warships were still chasing them.
For some reason, perhaps it was a bad premonition that made him frowned tightly.
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"Your Excellency Sima, why do we keep repeating such useless things?"
After tracking Jia's spaceship for a whole month, repeatedly surrounding it, watching Jia escape, encircling again, and escaping again, some people on the human battleship finally raised objections.
Those spaceships that can teleport can't be blocked at all, okay
These fleets that were thrown off again and again seemed to be played by the other party as fools, but they were really fools, and they were played again and again by themselves.
Hit but can't hit, catch but can't catch.
After coming down so many times, almost everyone was holding a breath in their hearts, feeling extremely aggrieved. If the concept of absolute obedience of soldiers is not still there, if His Majesty Xima has not said that this is a task assigned by His Majesty, they almost want to give up.
The man standing on the podium and watching the star map on the light curtain in front of him smiled, and raised his hand to touch the metal mask on his face habitually.
"Do you know how wolves hunt?"
"what?"
Sima looked at the direction of the spaceships of Jia on the star map, and the corners of her lips twitched.
"...doesn't jump straight at the prey because it's hard to catch the prey that way," he said.
"Continuously running... Divided into different teams, driving the prey from the side... Driving indiscriminately from different directions..."
"Because being chased, the prey can only keep running away... There is no time to catch your breath, until you are exhausted."
"In order to avoid the pack of wolves approaching from different directions, the prey can only run towards a place where there are no enemies..."
The man spoke slowly, the metal mask on his face had the same cold luster as his eyes peeking out from the gap.
"They use this method... little by little to force the ignorant prey who thinks he is about to escape into the trap of hopelessness..."
At the other end of the distant starry sky, on that huge blue-black flagship.
The young emperor's sharp eyes also fell on the huge star map unfolded in front of him, and his eyes slowly swept across the trajectories of those white spaceships.
He watched Jia's spaceship heading in that direction according to his wishes with eyes without a trace of emotion.