The black and red sofa is covered with a thick pure white blanket, with fine piles and delicate patterns, and golden tassels on the edges hang down on the ground.
It lay lazily on the white blanket, its jet-black fur shiny.
Two beautiful maids knelt under the sofa, wiping its body with snow-white silk scarves, and gently combing its jet-black hair with a platinum comb. Another person knelt in front of it, holding a delicate white porcelain plate in both hands, and offered to its mouth the delicacies carefully prepared by the chef who served it and its master.
Dozens of attendants stood beside it with hands down, as soon as it reacted, they would immediately step forward to serve it.
Since its birth, it has enjoyed such a luxurious life that even the lowly nobles could not enjoy. It slumped there lazily, squinting its eyes, with its jet-black head resting on its front paws.
It looked bored and absent-minded, and would occasionally lower its head and lick the fur on its front paws.
Suddenly, it moved, and the head lying on its front paws suddenly lifted up.
Its sudden movement immediately attracted the attention of the people who served it, and they looked at it nervously.
It didn't pay attention to them, it just raised its head, as if looking in a certain direction with its glowing pupils.
It squinted, and the pupils became slender.
Then, out of the blue, it leaps.
At the moment when no one had time to react, the galloping figure disappeared from everyone's eyes.
For a moment, everyone turned pale with shock.
"Lord Caesar!"
...
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Tens of thousands of years ago, human beings left the earth and entered the universe, starting the so-called era of the big universe, and ushered in a leap-forward development.
At that time, the ambitious leader who led mankind into the universe was pushed to the throne by his subordinates hundreds of years later, became emperor with 'reluctance', and created the empire of mankind.
As time goes by, the family that ruled the human race has been ups and downs for tens of thousands of years, but it has always occupied the throne of the emperor and continued the human empire from the beginning to the present.
... The long time has made this empire that has gone through tens of thousands of years old.
In the last millennium, wars have occurred frequently, pirates and rebellions are everywhere, and the huge empire is exhausted. Every war makes it weaker. When the central government was unable to rely on it, the powers of various galaxies gradually began to conscript troops to defend themselves against the enemy, and the princes and nobles began to hold military power in their hands, perhaps because of ulterior ambitions, or for self-protection. Many forces began to refuse to obey the orders of the central government, so the central powers And getting weaker. Such a vicious circle, with the weakening of the central control of the empire, more and more local forces began to break away from its control.
Up to now, the sphere of influence that the emperor who nominally rules the entire universe can really control is actually only the Emperor Star System where he is located.
The power of the central government is weak, the princes and nobles of various galaxies hold military power, and the heroes are separated.
They still respect the emperor in name, but in fact they are kings based on their respective forces.
Among the forces in various galaxies, there are old noble forces that have been passed down for a long time, and there are also emerging forces.
Major General Troll is a new force that has emerged recently. He came from a declining ancient family, and he jumped up in just a few decades, from obscurity to well-known.
At such a young age, he not only holds the title of major general, but also has a large number of troops and several planet territories under his command.
As an emerging force, he has no family support behind him, and he has no heirs when he is young. The forces under his command depend on him alone to gather the centripetal force.
It can be said that he supported this galaxy alone.
So... Once he is not there, it will be a catastrophe.
Once Major General Troll dies, not to mention the death of everyone on the Ishtar battleship waiting in the universe, his power will immediately fall apart.
In this age where the pack is full of dangers, once he dies, the pack of wolves surrounding his sphere of influence will surely bite the prey that has no owner. At that time, I don't know how many planets will be caught in the stormy war, and I don't know how many people will die in the war.
so…
Therefore, Major General Troll must live.
The whole body was almost soaked in water, and the already soaked black hair was wetly attached to the boy's pale cheeks.
He floated on the surface, his forehead pressed against the metal ceiling. The water surrounded his body, icy cold, and the cold air penetrated into the flesh and even the bone marrow, from shivering at the beginning to numb now.
His vision has already started to blur...
There is still a gap of a few centimeters between the water surface and the ceiling, and in a few minutes, this gap will be completely filled by the rising water surface.
It's ok.
The boy, whose fingers were trembling while pressing on the ceiling, told himself so repeatedly because of the fear of death.
He died, and he was alone. If Major General Troll died, there would be more than tens of thousands of people dead.
he told himself hard.
Look, I am a hero, I am a hero who has saved many people.
Hahaha, since you are a hero, you can't act like that kind of coward, even if you pretend you have to pretend until you die—
He said to himself so desperately, repeatedly persuading him that he was about to be completely overwhelmed by fear, but he still couldn't stop his trembling hands.
His water-stained face was pale and bloodless, his wet hair was messy and scattered around his cheeks, and his whole body looked in a state of embarrassment. He didn't look like a hero at all.
… He was afraid of death.
On the hospital bed, struggling on the line of life and death countless times, he was more afraid of death than anyone else. Therefore, even though he knew that he was bound to die, the instinct of survival still made Mute couldn't help but float with the rising water, letting his head float on the water.
He tilted his head up, because there was only a few centimeters of gap between the water surface and the ceiling, so he could only tilt his head up, his face pressed against the metal ceiling, panting quickly.
In just ten minutes, he watched the water rise up little by little, submerging his knees, his waist, his chest...
The feeling of only being able to watch death approaching oneself can almost drive people crazy.
The water level is still rising, a little bit close to the ceiling.
His mouth and nose were almost attached to the metal wall, greedily breathing in the last two centimeters of air.
However, no matter how much he feared and struggled, the rising water finally submerged him completely.
The icy water surged and swallowed him whole.
Even though he knew it was useless, the boy submerged in the water still instinctively covered his mouth and nose and held his breath.
There was water in all directions, covering his whole body, making his water-soaked clothes flutter gently in the water. His body sank slowly, his jet-black hair raised soft arcs in the water.
It was useless to hold his breath desperately, he couldn't hold on any longer, and opened his lips.
The icy cold water instantly choked into his mouth and nose, and he coughed painfully, but the more he coughed, the more water he choked into the trachea—the inhuman pain made Mute's eye circles instantly turn red, and he was forced to cough. Got to ooze tears.
But he was in the water, so he couldn't see even if he shed tears.
…
Consciousness was a little bit trance, and the boy's body slowly sank towards the bottom of the water.
His eyes were slightly open, and his slender eyelashes were clearly visible in the water.
His vision began to dim, everything in front of him lost its color little by little, and fell into darkness.
In the vagueness, it seemed to see the sea-blue planet.
With a gentle blueness that seems to contain your whole being, it rotates quietly in the dark, serene and serene.
The boy stretched out his hand in a trance.
However, his fingertips couldn't touch the sea blue that was out of reach.
I really want to go back...
The dark pupils lost their brilliance and were covered by drooping eyelashes.
The fingertips that the child tried to stretch out slowly fell in the water.
back on earth...
go home…
… Mom… Dad…
...
…………………
A glowing white veil formed by the gathering of countless fine light stones flutters around the golden planet, and the light veil is flying.
As usual, it gives a dreamlike beauty.
Landing ships with different family badges were slowly sailing into Mia Star from different directions. At this time, a surprising thing happened.
A yellow shuttle ship went in the opposite direction, whizzed out from the Mia star, broke away from the gravity of the earth, and leaped into the universe.
Before that, dozens of yellow and black destroyers had been quietly floating outside the glowing veil of Star Mia, as if waiting for something.
When the yellow shuttle leaped out of the light stone veil, the dozens of annihilation ships swarmed up almost at lightning speed, and immediately clustered around the shuttle, keeping it airtight.
Escorted by these destroyers, the shuttle flew towards the Ishtar flagship hovering in outer space.
Like a silver-blue whale quietly floating in the sea of stars, the hatch in the belly of Ishtar slowly opened, allowing the group of ships to return.
The yellow lifesaving shuttle landed slowly, with a chirping sound, white gas spewed out, and the hatch opened automatically.
The young major general with blue eyes jumped down from the cabin door. Although his body was stained with blood, he didn't seem to have any major problems.
Lieutenant Colonel Via, who had been waiting here for a long time, breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart, which had been hanging for a long time, finally let go. Without a word, he rushed forward with the medical staff who had already prepared.
The major general's left shoulder was obviously still bleeding from the wound pierced by the laser bullet, almost staining most of his white shirt red.
Immediately, the nano-potion for quick hemostasis was sprayed onto the wound, and the nano-microorganisms penetrated in immediately, forming a dense and fine artificial vascular membrane, closing up those blood vessel walls that were burnt by the laser and could not heal.
After the initial treatment of the wound, the young major general immediately stepped forward and walked forward quickly.
His whole body's clothes were soaked, even his black boots were soaked. Every time he took a step and stepped on the ground, it left a little water mark on the metal floor.
"Ready to land the ship."
He said, the jet-black hair wetly stuck to his increasingly white cheeks, exuding a coldness like ice.
"Major General?"
Via, who was following behind him, paused for a moment, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.
Now there is only one possibility to prepare the landing ship, and that is to land on Mia Star.
But he escaped from the tiger's den with great difficulty, why do he have to go back now
A strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake.
Via knew this.
This is where the power of the Mia family is located. They came from thousands of miles away and only brought part of their troops. It is impossible to face the Mia family in the headquarters of the Mia family.
What's more, as an emerging force, they are already much weaker than the traditional Mia family. If they want to fight against the Mia family, they must do their best—so, even if the Marquis of Mia tries to assassinate special forces on the planet Major General Lore, they couldn't directly expose this matter.
Because once it is exposed, they will have to fight the Mia family forever. However, the two forces are fighting to the death, and it is the other forces that are onlookers that benefit in the end.
Therefore, this breath can only and must be swallowed.
There is ample time.
"Your Excellency Major General, now is not the time to confront the Mia family..."
Thinking of this, Via wanted to persuade the major general to endure this tone and come back for revenge when he has a chance in the future.
"Check the forces that have not yet entered Mia Star, and contact the one closest to us."
Interrupting Via's remonstrance, Troll said lightly.
The wet forehead hair was stuck to his forehead, and the seeping water droplets slid into his eye sockets, and then slid down the bridge of his nose.
This sentence made Via react instantly.
It is true that returning to Miya is very dangerous, but since they have not yet torn face with the Marquis of Mia, the major general is still a guest invited by the Marquis.
Even the old Marquis didn't dare to risk the disgrace of the world and do something to the guests he invited in front of everyone, he only dared to do it secretly.
Dark things will never see light.
As long as it is declared to the public that the major general returned to Ishtar due to temporary errands, and then travels with other forces who came to Miya to participate in the birthday banquet, it is safe to return to Miya.
As long as the major general stays in the sight of everyone from the time he attends the birthday banquet to when he leaves at the end, the Marquis Mia will have no choice but to watch the major general leave unharmed in the end.
Compared to just leaving with breathless breath, the major general's way of fighting back and forth is more refreshing.
"clear."
Lieutenant Colonel Qingfa replied quickly, "I will contact two or three as soon as possible..."
His words were once again interrupted by Troll.
"One is fine, as soon as possible, as close as possible."
The more forces you have in contact with your peers, the safer you are.
Lieutenant Colonel Qingfa thought in confusion, but he, who was used to obeying his superior's orders, still nodded, turned around after saluting, and wanted to leave quickly.
He must prepare the landing ship according to the major general's order, arrange new entourage, and contact other forces as soon as possible.
Troll took a deep breath, his hair was wetly stuck to his forehead, and the dripping ends of his hair covered his eyes.
He raised his right hand, picked up the wet hair that blocked his view, combed the wet hair upwards, and inserted his fingers deeply into the wet hair.
Tick-tock, a drop of water dripped down the back of his hand from his eyes.
Ding.
At the moment when the drop of water fell straight from his eyes.
Ding, a crisp sound rang in his ears.
The silver-blue metal ring on his right wrist shattered right in front of his eyes.
The pupils of the young major general dilated slightly.
Countless metal fragments falling from his eyes were deeply reflected in the glazed blue pupils stained with ink marks.
…
The most expensive memory metal in the universe, seamlessly integrated.
Even if it is divided into two parts and placed in different places, as long as one part is destroyed, the other part will also be damaged.
…
In order to prevent others from obtaining the information ring imprinted with the wearer's spiritual information, as long as the wearer dies, the information ring will immediately self-destruct.
tick.
Another drop of water slid down from the back of Troll's right hand that was pressing on his head, slid across the empty wrist, and dripped down from the snow-white wrist.
"Via."
The sudden cold voice stopped Lieutenant Colonel Qingfa who was about to leave.
Via turned around and looked at the boss who stopped him.
The young general raised his hand, lifted the wet black hair on his forehead with one hand, and inserted his fingertips deep into the hairline.
He lowered his head slightly, and the shadow of the hand on his forehead blocked that half of his handsome face, making it difficult for people to see the expression on his face at the moment.
Only the light-colored thin lips moved slightly, and they made a flat voice that could not hear any emotion.
"Contact multiple forces."
He says.
Via was taken aback.
Obviously not long ago he planned to contact two or three forces, the major general said that it would be good to contact one force nearby, why now he said he wanted to contact multiple forces
"Yes."
Although he was a little confused, he quickly agreed and left quickly.
...
No more rushing.
Time is gone.
…………………
after an hour.
In the quiet room, a light curtain slowly emerged, ripples passed, and the figure of the blue-haired lieutenant colonel appeared on the screen.
"Your Majesty, everything is ready."
Troll hummed and cut off the communication.
After giving the order to Via, he stayed in the medical room for a long time. Because the blood on his left arm looked serious, the doctors were afraid of any sequelae, so they walked around him carefully for a long time and checked him for a long time until they were completely confirmed. He was released only after the injury would not cause any problems.
Not long after he cleaned up from the bathroom covered in blood, Via's message came.
Troll picked up a glass of water from the table and drank it.
The water moisturised his slightly dry lips.
Then, he got up and picked up the brand new black military jacket hanging on the wall, and stretched out his hand, putting his arm into the sleeve.
There was still a tingling sensation in his left shoulder when he was moving, but it didn't affect his movements. Because it has been treated by a doctor, even if the activity is a little more vigorous, it will not split and bleed again.
Standing in front of the mirror, the man's bony fingers fastened the buttons of the military uniform one by one. The close-fitting military uniform wrapped his seemingly thin but powerful body.
The finger moved to the top, the neckline, and suddenly paused slightly.
The mirror clearly reflected the slender body of the young major general. At the slightly open neckline, there was a sudden scar in the dimple of the neck where the neck and shoulders meet.
The scabbed tooth marks were extremely clear on the snow-white skin.
The fingers pressing on the neckline just paused for a moment, and then moved again, fastening the neckline tightly.
The upright collar of the military uniform with black background and silver stripes blocked the tooth marks bitten by the child on the neck, and could no longer be seen.
The major general with a handsome face in the mirror stood quietly, his jet-black hair scattered in the corners of his slender Danfeng eyes. His face was indifferent and expressionless, and his dark blue pupils were like glazed blue glass beads, glowing with a deserted glimmer.
...
But the tight lips were extremely tight at this moment, so thin that they showed marks that were as sharp as a knife's edge and almost painful.
[Don't worry, I'm here.]
He never breaks his promise.
As long as he said it, he will do it.
... And the first time he broke his promise, he lost forever the only thing he wanted to protect.