...
It was still the same dim hall. The hemispherical glass covers looked like pustules bulging on the ground, reflecting the bleak light. The imprisoned people sat in the glass cover with dull faces, their eyes were distracted and their expressions were numb. .
He has come back here more than once in his dreams.
He didn't know why he dreamed of this place again and again, and he didn't even know if it was a dream, because everything he saw was so real, as if it actually existed.
He looked at the people standing or sitting numbly inside the glass cover, their skinny bodies, their abnormally pale skin after not seeing the sun for a long time. As if it no longer exists in your own body.
... There is an indescribably familiar feeling...
He is like an illusion in this place, he can see others, but others can't feel his existence, he can walk into any place.
At this moment, he walked into a glass cover and stood in front of a person, who was sitting on the ground blankly, skinny, he saw the tiny pinhole marks on the person's arm, which made him startled for a while.
"Let her go!"
A hoarse shout came from the side, he turned to look, and saw the yellow-haired girl shouting hoarsely at the people beside her.
Opposite her, inside the glass cover not far away, two men in full armor were dragging the weak girl out of it, as if they were going to take her away.
"Let her go! I'll do it! I'll go instead of her—"
As if no one heard the roar of the yellow-haired girl, those people raised the weak girl up and brought it out with a blank expression. The yellow-haired girl subconsciously reached out her hand eagerly, but a light flashed on the inner wall of the glass cover, and hit her back hard again.
She was lying on the ground, her arms were already bleeding, and she was lying on the ground. Obviously, the blow was so heavy that she couldn't stand up anymore, but her eyes were still fixed on the girl who had a similar appearance to her outside. Climb a few times in that direction.
The girl who was breathing weakly was forcibly dragged out. She kept her eyes closed and her face was so pale that she seemed to stop breathing in the next second. All extremely difficult.
She slowly opened her eyes, and looked at her sister lying on the ground in the glass cover and staring at her. The corners of her lips moved with great difficulty, as if she wanted to comfort her and smiled at her sister. But the curvature of the corner of the lips is too weak, so weak that people can't see it at all. She forced all her fears into closed eyes, so that her sister could not see them.
Soon, she was taken away by those people.
Everyone stared blankly at the girl who was taken away, and their numb eyes were full of pain at this moment. Because they've both been there, and they both know what awaits this girl.
Endless experiments, not being treated as human beings, inhumane treatment, torture that is worse than death... These people treat them like guinea pigs in experiments, fiddle with them wantonly, and use them to do various living experiments.
The yellow-haired girl lying on the ground stared blankly at the girl's figure disappearing in front of her eyes, the corners of her eyes twitched, the water mist stained the corners of her eyes a little bit red, but she forcibly suppressed the tears that were about to burst out. go back.
She clenched her teeth, and her teeth chattered and rattled. She clenched her hands tightly, her nails piercing deeply into her palms. She lowered her head, her dry and messy yellow hair blocked her face and her eyes full of hatred.
Hatred, despair, pain, malice, killing intent...
Strong negative emotions surged in, and the huge mental power made them fill the entire space. The powerful infectious power was like a powerful virus, sweeping and infecting everyone in an instant. Those who were originally numb felt the same at this moment, and the flames of hatred also showed in their eyes.
Like a raging ocean wave rushing in, like a flood pouring in, a huge darkness overwhelms the sky, rendering people's souls soaked into pitch black—
Even he, who should have been in a dream, seemed to be swept away by this terrible vengeance—
...
Mutt opened his eyes suddenly, he was breathing rapidly, his chest was heaving violently, he clasped his arms tightly with both hands, and took several deep breaths before suppressing the violent emotion surging in his heart.
Everything in the dream was so real, it seemed to be happening right in front of his eyes. At that moment, he seemed to be infected by the surging negative and dark emotions of those people...
He vaguely guessed that maybe it wasn't just a dream.
The familiar glass cover and instruments are just older than the environment he is in now. What he dreams about in his dreams may be what happened in this place before.
Those people... Maybe they were Jia who was imprisoned here before.
Because of the powerful spiritual power and the heavy pain caused by the torture, the dark emotions of those people remained, and when he came here, because the same spiritual power and pain resonated, he was gradually left here Corroded by negative emotions, so I keep dreaming about things that happened in the past in my dreams.
The young man took a few deep breaths, his body trembling slightly, the violent emotion of wanting revenge and killing all human beings eroded and infected him.
He closed his eyes, and the beautiful blue planet appeared in his mind. The peaceful blueness calmed his emotions little by little, and the lingering violence that had invaded his mind dissipated little by little. Come.
He opened his eyes again, the slender eyelashes cast deep shadows on his pale and bloodless cheeks, and the fine black hair was messily scattered in front of his eyes. He sat on the cold metal floor, curled up under the silver-white metal platform. His body was still weak, and he couldn't exert any strength. He probably guessed that it was because he was forcibly injected with drugs that made his muscles weak every day.
All he could do now was barely raise his hand. He lowered his head and looked at his hand. There were fine pinholes on the pale skin and traces of blue blood vessels under the thin skin. Those needles pierced into his body sucked flesh and even bone marrow from his body every day, as if sucking away his life bit by bit.
Even if it hurts like crazy, even if it screams in pain, it is useless. Those people treat him like a puppet that they want to break and play with. They never feel that the puppet will be painful or sad.
Mute vaguely understood why those people he saw in the dream had numb faces, and why they were soulless like walking dead.
When you have been treated as a puppet for a long time, you will really think that you have nothing but your body.
nothing.
Mute lowered her head, her thin fingers hugged her arm tightly with the last bit of strength.
He closed his eyes, and the blue planet in his memory was still there. Countless times, in pain, when he wanted to give up himself completely, it saved him from the brink of collapse time and time again.
The warmth in the memory is still there. In the dream, the touch when that person hugged me and stared at the earth together. The azure blue pupils of the person above the sea looked at me, like soft waves reflecting the waves...
So, it's okay.
As long as these memories are still there, he can hold on to himself.
The boy closed his eyes, breathing shallowly, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
He won't die, he won't stay in this horrible place forever.
The major will come to him.
He will wait until the day that person appears before his eyes.
Swish, that was the sound of the door sliding open automatically, especially in the eerily silent room. And it was just such a slight movement that made Mute tremble all over. He knew what that meant, and every time this sound sounded, it meant the arrival of those people who were like demons in his eyes, and it meant the beginning of his every day of pain.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the sense of fear gushing out of his body, and suppressed the trembling of his body. He raised his head, his eyes became cold at this moment, looking at those people coldly.
That was the only pride he had left, no matter what happened, no matter how painful it was, he would never show weakness in front of these people. During those inhuman tortures, even though he gritted his teeth, he didn't say a single word of begging for mercy. He knew very well that in the eyes of those people, he was nothing but a test subject, and no matter what he said, it was useless.
They say he is a monster, but the real monsters are all themselves blinded by desire and greed.
"Whether it is blood, body composition, bone marrow or even genes, they are no different from ordinary humans."
"But why does Jia have such power?"
"The fluoroscopy scans also showed that the skeletal muscles are of the same composition as in humans."
"The mental power is strong, but there is no abnormality in the brain, and there is no particularly active area."
The leading old man nodded, he didn't find it strange, because the results of the research on Jia all the time were the same.
They are no different from ordinary people. If I have to say, the only difference from them is that they have not been genetically modified, and they are the most primitive human genes.
"Next, we can only conduct experiments through spiritual exploration." The old man said, "Inject hallucinogens."
Hallucinogens can cause people to be in a trance, and the injection of this drug is to facilitate the next step of spiritual exploration.
The spiritual world is the most important existence for everyone, and it is where the soul is connected. Human beings have explored for tens of thousands of years, but they have only explored the fur of the human spiritual world.
It is a felony to use force to invade the spiritual realm of others, and no one is allowed to invade the spiritual world of others, because it will cause great damage to the human spirit, which will lead to mental breakdown and insanity. Because the pain of mental injury is directly facing the human soul, naked and unguardable, this pain is hundreds of times worse than that of the physical body.
If it is mild to say that one person's spirit invades another, then using special spirit penetration instruments to invade the spirit is the cruelest form of mental abuse. The mechanical brain is cold and there is no room for relaxation. It will forcefully tear apart a person's superficial consciousness in the simplest and most brutal way, crushing a person's spirit into the depths of a person's spirit, just like Like a cramp, pulling out that person's memory and spirit all at once—it's like killing a person alive with one knife—it's not the body, but the fragile soul.
Strong mental power can fight back and reject the spiritual invasion of others, but the mental invasion simulated by the machine brain is different. No matter how strong the mental power is, it cannot resist it, just like no hard stone can resist the invasion of diamonds.
This is torture that completely violates human rights and is not allowed even for the heinous felons.
However, [嘉]is not considered a person.
A huge halo slowly descended from the sky, covering the boy bound by the cold metal chair in a golden halo.
Mutt sat on the metal chair, his limbs were firmly clamped by the metal ring extending from the chair, and the only finger that could move was tightly clenched by him. He didn't know what he was going to face next, a palpitating premonition emerged from the bottom of his heart, making him short of breath.
To hold on.
He pursed his lips in thought.
As long as he can hold on, he will be able to hold on until the young general rescues him.
No matter what, he had to hold on until that moment.
Mutt tightened his body and pursed his lips and told himself repeatedly, he closed his eyes, he couldn't see the golden circle of light flashing around him when he closed his eyes, and countless blue light curtains appeared in front of him the air around him.
A slightly smaller golden halo fell from the sky, surrounding his head, and golden threads as thin as silk stretched out from the halo, like countless slender tentacles, slowly spreading towards him come.
The countless slender threads of light touched Mute's temples, neck, back of the head, etc. little by little, and then slowly penetrated along the skin. From a distance, it looks like countless filaments have penetrated into Mute's head.
An indescribable chill seeped in, and Mute's clenched fingers began to tremble uncontrollably.
He couldn't tell what it felt like, it was like being skinned and thrown into a world of ice and snow. The coldness that penetrated the soul was overwhelming, making him unable to control the trembling of his body.
"The spiritual invasion begins."
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... ... ...
The girl was tightly bound to the chair, and her head was mostly covered by a hood-like glass cover. A faint light like electric current flickered in the glass cover, covering her head in it.
The girl was screaming, her voice was hoarse, and her heart was piercing. She screamed and struggled frantically, trying to get rid of the pain, but her body was tightly bound to the chair, and she could only bear the wave after wave. A psychic attack that tears her soul apart.
Her skinny face was stained with mottled tears, and her heart-piercing screams were already hoarse beyond recognition.
Far away at the other end, in a distant place, her twin sister was kneeling on the ground, holding her head tightly, her eyes filled with hatred.
Tears stained her pale face, and at this moment, she could clearly feel the pain that was worse than death from the existence of the other half of her life.
She knelt on the ground, holding her head, her lower lip had been bitten off by herself.
don't leave me.
I'm sorry... Sister, it's too painful... I can't hold it anymore...
Please, don't leave me alone!
sorry…
It was a conversation silently transmitted through spiritual power, one side begged bitterly, and the other's breath weakened.
In the silence, the little bit of fainting breath caused the yellow-haired girl kneeling on the ground to show an uncontrollable look of horror in her eyes. No matter how painful the torture was, she never gave in. Only that person's weaker spirit The power made her fear it, so scared that she couldn't help herself.
Do not…
The girl's terrified eyes gradually turned into despair when she felt the familiar mental power slowly disappear.
Do not! ! !
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The spirit was torn apart one by one, torn to pieces.
That kind of cold and huge force rushed in, like a flood pouring down, impacting his consciousness, sucking his flesh and blood like wriggling maggots.
It was like an invisible sharp knife split his body one by one, peeled off his skin one by one, pulled out the tendons in his flesh and blood one by one, and pulled out his bone marrow little by little.
The boy's whole body was trembling, trembling uncontrollably, as if he was about to shatter.
He was shaking with pain.
The physical pain was completely inferior to the mental pain. The pain of tearing his soul made him unable to control himself anymore, and he cried out in pain.
...
The girl was sitting on the chair, the glass cover covering her head was still flickering, but the light curtain connected to the message had stopped flickering.
Dry yellow hair scattered in front of her eyes, the girl lowered her head slumpedly, her eyes were still open, their pupils dilated to the limit, staring at her feet, saliva oozed from the corner of her mouth.
Her pupils dilated, her skinny face twisted, and she had stopped breathing.
"Tsk, it's just a 200% mental invasion."
Someone said so.
"I just monitored something and it disappeared... Forget it, bring another one here quickly."
...
In the distance, in the hemispherical glass cover, a girl with withered yellow hair knelt on the ground, her face covered with tears.
Her hands were pressed against the cold ground, and her eyes, which were always terribly bright, had lost all their brilliance at this moment, and her pupils seemed to have fallen into the deepest darkness at this moment.
She knelt on the ground, raised her hands, and covered her face. Her eyes peeped out from the gaps between her fingers. Her eyes were filled with the deepest despair, and there was nothing but hatred.
The air seemed to be trembling, and the invisible sense of oppression sank little by little, like the moment when a volcano on the bottom of the sea was about to erupt.
And then, the moment the dead girl's body was dragged here, the moment the lifeless body appeared in front of the yellow-haired girl—
Everything exploded at this moment, out of control.
A terrifying force like a nuclear bomb tore apart everything, shattered glass splashed everywhere, and the huge and hard base was forcibly torn into two halves.
...
"Deepen the invasion!"
The boy was trembling, and the indescribable pain from his spirit made him on the verge of collapse.
His pupils were dilated to the limit, and the veins on his forehead were stretched out. He clenched his fists tightly, and the blood from the palm pierced by his fingertips had stained his fingers red.
"Increase, 200%!"
It was more than physical, irresistible pain that almost tore his whole body to pieces.
"Increase the level of invasion! 300%!"
"The endurance has approached the limit, and if this continues, it is likely to cause the subject to collapse."
"Ga's endurance is very strong, continue, 400%—"
...
It was overwhelming darkness, and the pain was like a storm, tearing at his soul.
The boy's memory seemed to be shattering, and his whole body seemed to be cracking—
Countless things rushed towards him, impacting his soul.
[I did not do anything! Nothing at all!]
[I beg you, let me go home.]
[… Mother!]
[I beg you, let him go.]
[give me back! He's just a kid! Give me back my baby!]
[So painful...]
[Why did you do this to me... I didn't do anything, I never hurt anyone...]
...
[... Damn... ]
[Those humans... those monsters... all deserve to die!]
Pain, despair, sadness... All the negative emotions, the pain of Jia who had been tortured and died here for thousands of years poured out at this moment, merging with his pain.
The dark breath came over the sky, like a sweeping wave, overturning the boat he was holding on to in the huge waves.
He fell into the black waves, was pulled by the eddies, and sank, sinking endlessly to the deepest bottom.
...
……………
The entire solid research base exploded as if attacked by terrorists, and instantly turned into ruins. It was like a land ravaged by nuclear bombs. Countless people who had no time to escape were buried under the ruins.
Among the collapsed ruins, on top of countless corpses, someone slowly came out of the ruins.
With a scrawny body, abnormally pale skin, and dry yellow hair, the skinny girl who walked out of the ruins was more frightening than anything else at this moment.
A blue luster flashed in the girl's pupils, almost black blue light.
Her cold gaze made people tremble more than anything else, she seemed to come from the fire of hell, and came here for revenge.
Countless bullets shot at her, but were blocked by a thin layer of blue light.
And in the next second, all the people in front of her eyes seemed to be grabbed by the throat by an invisible big hand in the air, and they were lifted off the ground abruptly.
[All humans... deserve to die!]
...
"The target is in a coma! The spirit has collapsed!"
At the moment when this sentence was finished, the fainted boy on the metal chair suddenly opened his eyes.
His pupils flashed with a dazzling blue luster, and almost instantly, a terrifying air flow was lifted, and some invisible and terrifying force surged, tearing everything apart.
The metal chair that bound the boy turned into powder in an instant—
The three-layer glass cover was exploded by the terrifying air pressure, and the glass shards sprayed out, piercing through the metal walls in all directions. And the metal wall that became bumpy was torn apart abruptly in the next second, like paper.
The traces of cracks were torn from the ground, and in less than a second, the cracks extended to all directions.
The earth trembled, as terrifying as when a volcano erupted and shook the heavens and the earth. The entire metal secret room exploded, and everyone inside was knocked out by the terrifying airflow, and fell to the cracked ground with bloody heads.
The so-called most unbreakable prison chamber that existed just a second ago was crushed into powder by this invisible force at this moment, and turned into ruins in an instant.
Above the ruins, a thin young man was suspended in mid-air.
The corners of the white top and shorts were flying up, empty, and the skin of the slender limbs showed a sickly paleness under the light.
The short black hair fluttered around the boy's cheeks, and against the white skin and bloodless lips, he looked even more shocking.
The young man floating in mid-air looked down, the blue light in his pupils flickering.
He looked down at the people lying on the ruins with their heads bleeding, looking up at him in fear and trepidation, his eyes were so cold that there was no emotion at all.
The boy's whole body seemed to be shrouded in darkness, and his eyes leaked a terrible violent breath, as well as naked hatred. He just looked down at the earth with cold eyes, which made people unable to breathe.
He was suspended in the air, and an indescribable feeling of oppression descended on this dead space, which made him feel chilling from the bottom of his heart.
...
The blue-black luster in the pupils of the yellow-haired girl who came out of the ruins was flickering, and she looked coldly at the people around her who were suspended in the air under her control.
Hissing, that was the sound of a human body being torn apart, that was the sound of human flesh and blood bursting.
In just a split second, the bodies of the countless struggling soldiers who were hung in the air burst alive, the bright red flesh and blood splashed, and countless stumps and broken arms flew in the air and scattered all over the ground.
Like a god of death from hell, the girl walked forward step by step, and every step she took, everything around her shattered.
As she walked forward, the bodies of all the humans she saw were torn apart the moment she saw them, and their deaths were extremely miserable.
The girl walked forward, stepping on the ground of flesh and blood, stepping on the ground of stumped limbs and broken arms in the royal city.
Wherever she looked, there were no living people, only the breath of death.
Where she is, is a living hell.
She brought hell to earth.
No, it was human beings who brought hell to the human world.
...
That was a scene that happened ten thousand years ago, [The End of the Royal Capital], but the past scene seemed to merge with the present.
The pain, hatred, and despair left on the earth by those who were persecuted and tortured to death continued to gather in his soul.
The figure of the yellow-haired girl seemed to be behind him at this moment, her shadow, her invisible hand, gently pressing on his hand.
The hand that covered the back of his hand contained the hatred of all the persecuted Jia.
The pupils of the boy suspended in mid-air flashed blue light, and those who fell in the ruins flew up from the ground one by one, as if an invisible big hand in the air grabbed their throats, abruptly Rawly hoisted them in mid-air.
The people who were suspended in mid-air showed terrified expressions, their eyes were filled with fear, and they tried desperately to struggle, but their bodies suspended in the air could not move.
Those who were hoisted were suspended in the air, and countless people surrounded the black-haired boy floating in the air.
Mutt was suspended in mid-air, with no expression on his pale and delicate face.
His blue pupils were filled with engraved hatred, and his violent gaze slowly swept across the people who were hanging in mid-air and struggling in pain.
Life, or death, is just a young man's thought.
[Kill them.]
[Humans deserve to die.]
The shadow of the yellow-haired girl seemed to be behind him, merging with him, carrying all the hatred that had lasted for thousands of years.
[… Kill all humans!]
Mute's eyes became colder, he slowly raised his hand, blue light surged at his fingertips.
In just a split second, as long as he moves his finger slightly, the flesh and blood of all the people hanging in mid-air will burst at the moment his finger moves, their limbs will be torn, and their bodies will be smashed to pieces—
His fingertips moved slightly.
…
[You can't be a monster.]
It was the voice that suddenly appeared in his mind, his own voice.
At that time, what he had said to the major general and the dead man.
[You can't become the same monster as these monsters expect.]
He heard the voice of himself speaking at that time, and this moment emerged so clearly in his mind filled with darkness and hatred.
...
The young man stared blankly at the void, his black hair that was constantly dancing by the invisible air current passed in front of his flashing blue pupils.
He stared blankly ahead, as if looking at the past through the front. The hatred that filled his eyes, as well as the terrifying aura of violence dissipated little by little.
Mute stared blankly at the front, he seemed to be looking at something, but he didn't seem to be looking at anything. Slowly lowering his hand, he stood in mid-air, with an invisible air current surrounding him, like the wind whistling around him.
The wind scattered in all directions, and the people hanging in the air suddenly lost weight and fell heavily from the air to the ground.
The boy was suspended in the sky, looking down at the earth.
He saw the land in ruins, the collapsed walls, and the destruction was only in an instant.
He saw those people lying on top of the ruins, those people who once looked down at him with the eyes of looking down on the ants looked up at him at this moment, their eyes were full of fear and horror.
Those people fell at his feet, trembling, pale, as humble as a speck of dust.
The young man looked down at the earth and those humble lives.
There was an indescribable sadness in his eyes at this moment.
… When he was tortured as an experimental subject, no matter how painful it was, he never showed any weakness in front of these people, and he never shed tears in front of these people.
Because he knows that his fragility and tears are just jokes in the eyes of these people.
[… You can't be a monster like them.]
However, at this moment, the boy looked down at the earth, his eyes filled with sadness.
He closed his eyes, the slender eyelashes dyed with moisture cast deep shadows on his pale cheeks.
A tear trickled slowly from the corner of his closed eye.
The sound of the wind howled, hovering around him.
The hurricane swept across the earth, rolling up countless gravel, shattered metal and glass pieces on the ground, and countless sharp and hard fragments were drawn into the hurricane.
Layer after layer, piled up, the hurricane swept away the debris, forming a round sphere.
The hurricane and countless sharp blade fragments roared to form a sphere, layer by layer, wrapping the black-haired boy in it.
They are like guards loyally guarding the boy, protecting the boy inside, and anyone who intends to step into it will be torn to pieces by them.
The hurricane of the sphere with countless sharp blades isolated the outside world, and the space surrounded by the hurricane was quiet, with a faint blue light flickering here.
Mute curled up in the middle of this quiet space, with his eyes closed, he fell asleep quietly.
His curled up posture was like returning to his mother's arms, and his sleeping face was more peaceful than anything else at this moment... even if there was still a tear in the corner of his calmly stretched eyes.
...
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The war in the universe has come to an end. Most of the fleet of the Mia rebels has been wiped out. The flagship Nadia of the Marquis of Mia has run out of ammunition and food, and is stuck in a dead corner by countless warships, unable to move.
The outcome is set.
The young major general stood on a high podium, his dark blue pupils looked down on the battlefield where the battle was about to end, his handsome face was still as cold and emotionless as usual.
Lieutenant Colonel Via was standing beside him, reporting to him the casualties and losses of the various fleets in this battle. Because the battle was almost over, the soldiers on Ishtar also relaxed a little at the moment, especially the soldiers who had to maintain a high level of tension and were in charge of firing were shaking their sore wrists at the moment.
It came suddenly, like a particle storm suddenly swept in—it was like a spiritual storm erupting from the direction of the Emperor Star—the storm roared, and it raged violently towards all directions of the universe—
That was the moment when the mental power of the teenager in Dixing completely exploded because of loss of control.
The terrifying mental power he erupted was like a spiritual nuclear bomb exploding, spreading in all directions and hitting hard.
That powerful spiritual force even broke away from the planet and impacted into the universe, hitting everyone's spirit heavily.
The head seemed to have suffered a heavy blow in an instant, and everyone hugged the head that seemed to be split open at this moment and groaned in pain.
Their spirits suffered an invisible and powerful shock at this moment.
——For ordinary people, it is just a momentary shock, they just feel a splitting headache at this moment, and their minds go blank.
However, for a person with strong mental power, the desperation, pain, sadness contained in this storm of mental power, as well as the unforgettable scenes all poured into his own mind in an instant.
He can feel all the pain suffered by the master of the spirit in the storm-like mental shock.
[… Major General…]
...
"What's going on, mental shock?"
For a moment, her tinnitus went blank, her mind was blank and uncomfortable, Via held down her head and shook it vigorously.
The Secret Weapon of the Mia Rebels? No, it's too late to use it now, and besides, it's impossible for such a weapon to have such a large-scale lethality—and the explosive point seems to be on the Emperor Star
While thinking quickly, he looked at Major General Troll beside him.
With just one glance, his heart suddenly stopped.
He saw Major General Troll put his hand on his forehead, and his fine black hair was scattered on the major general's long and narrow eyes. It stopped beating.
He couldn't describe the major general's eyes at this moment.
Because at the moment when he saw those eyes, his mind was interrupted in shock and went blank.
"... activate the Star Destroyer."
There was no ups and downs in the voice, just a little lower than usual, every word, but for some reason, people started to tremble uncontrollably when they heard it.
Wei Wei, whose mind went blank for a moment from the shock of that glance, came back to his senses. He didn't know why the major general suddenly activated the most lethal weapon on Ishtar, the Star Destroyer Cannon.
"Wait, Major General, are you going to destroy the flagship of Marquis Mia? Don't you want to capture it alive?"
The Star Destroyer is so powerful that it can almost destroy a small satellite. Unless it is to destroy a flagship or a defensive cruiser, it will not be used easily.
The major general didn't seem to hear Via's words at all, and just stared at the light curtain in front of him with cold eyes.
"Target, α657, β789, γ1256, δ874."
Via was stunned for a moment, staring at the coordinates, and suddenly his pupils contracted forcefully.
"Your Majesty the Major General!"
That coordinate position—[Scepter of Heaven]—is the position of the eleventh satellite Zimir!
"That's—what are you going to do?!!"
In Major General Troll’s icy cold voice that made people tremble for some reason, he pointed the muzzle of the Star Destroyer Cannon, which had already accumulated full energy, at the coordinates that the Major General said, and the soldiers in charge of manipulating the Star Destroyer Cannon looked at the muzzle The target, looking at the blue planet, looking at the satellite Zimir orbiting the blue planet... His hands were shaking uncontrollably.
He swallowed hard.
"Your Excellency, that, that is..."
"Boom!"
It was the uncontrolled growl that the soldiers on Ishtar heard for the first time from their major general.
It was a roar that almost made the hearts of the entire ship's people stop beating at this moment.
The soldier's hand trembled, and he pressed it down almost instinctively when he heard the major general's roar for the first time—
In the starry sky, artillery fire with destructive energy spurted out from Ishtar, roaring towards the blue planet in the universe—