Krelle, a native of the southern border of the Helgamos Empire, is twenty-one years old. He has a handsome appearance and is occasionally said to be tender-faced. He is a former Mycroft Expeditionary Force and captain of the No. 5 frigate of the 29th Group. His strength is Silver. Intermediate level, now naked, in an unknown alien world, communicating with the mysterious alien being 'Elma'.
"...I won't say anything."
When Kreller heard the words 'Court of Amos' and 'People of Amos', he blinked his eyes, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and his instinctive emotions also changed rapidly, from shock and fear, to Vigilance and vigilance, thinking and helplessness have been transformed into the determination now. After thinking about it, he took a step back slightly and said in a slightly wary tone: "Thank you for saving me, but about Mycroft's civilization, I don't have a word... eh?"
Krelle quickly shut his mouth, because Elma raised her hand, created a light screen, and showed him a video that was not too long.
What is captured in the video is the scene in which Mrs. Mycroft continued to expand, vassalize other civilizations, and determine the basis of her rule after the confrontation with the knowledge takeover ended in the two galaxies.
In this video, Mrs. Mike Rowe showed her power to everyone with almost no cover. The picture is clear, the angle is accurate, and the details are accurately grasped. It is obvious that this video was shot and disseminated by themselves.
"Do you think you are still needed to talk about the Mycroft civilization? I'm afraid the emperor doesn't even know how famous you, Mrs. Mycroft, are now - your information has been spread throughout the multi-dimensional galaxy and is a hot topic."
Sitting on a strangely shaped chair, the humanoid Elma, whose whole body was made up of translucent luminous tentacles, continued to say in a lazy tone: "Stop it, when you fall into deep sleep, the information wave that your soul spontaneously overflows will I have already been told that you are just a small ship captain of the Mykrov Expeditionary Force, and the information you know is probably not as much as the official videos you have released."
—What happened back home? ! Why is it that my absence for these few days feels like conquering multiple galaxies? !
Kreller was speechless for a moment. Although he was filled with pride because of the pride of civilization and was very angry because he didn't bring him with him, the current situation could not keep him excited for long. Kreller could only touch it subconsciously. He touched his head. The thick hair gave him a certain sense of security... although it was a bit too thick. After thinking for a while, the captain of a small ship could only say cautiously: "Then... why did you save me?"
As Elma said, Krelle also knew that he was just a small ship captain. Although his status was not low, it was not high either. He didn't know any confidential information, and his value was actually very low.
Moreover, the other party claims to be an Amos person... The Royal Court of Amos is that civilization with strong men who can go back and forth with the generalissimo. It is said that they are cruel by nature and reject foreign races. It is impossible to fight with another powerful foreign race for thousands of years. If you don't stop, no matter how you think about it, you are an extremely violent and surly species. But despite this, Elma did not dissect herself, dismantle her soul to extract information, nor did she hand herself over to other senior officials of the Amos Court. This is very strange no matter how you think about it!
It was probably because he had just woken up from his soul slumber. After just thinking about it for a while, Krelle couldn't help but feel dizzy - maybe it was because the Amos' humanization technology in front of him was not up to par, or maybe The body he created was a bit irregular, his soul and brain circuits didn't match, and it was very troublesome to connect the information ports.
However, as Elma raised her hand and swiped with her hand, a large amount of translucent flesh and blood material oozed out of the white carapace again, forming a shape like a chair, allowing Krelle, who almost fell, to sit firmly. above.
"… Thanks."
He could only hold back this sentence.
"You're welcome, it's just a little effort."
Elma twitched its tentacles, and the light on its surface turned silver-white again. The strange-looking Amos man said with a rather indifferent spirit: "The same goes for saving you. I just wanted to at first. You have to search the wreckage of the war to see if there are any good things and see if there are any unexpected gains. You are just an unexpected surprise. Maybe your own search and rescue team can find you without me saving you."
"You must also be wondering why the rumored 'cruel and xenophobic' and 'violent and surly' Amos people are so kind to foreigners? This is also very simple, because I need your help with something later, and it's all about the body. The heart, without any kind of hypnosis, thought modification and mental mutation, comes from the heart. Don’t look at me with that look. I have analyzed you Mrs. Mike Rowe in detail. It is indeed a very interesting race, no matter culture It’s still about technology, I understand what your eyes mean, not to mention that our mental fluctuations are connected.”
Elma's tone was calm and her message was clear without any twists and turns. The alien life turned its head and looked at Krelle. It said calmly: "So I won't Don't worry about hurting you, let alone dismantling your soul, your value is much greater than you think."
What else could Kreil say? I can only thank the other party for their recognition. His life and death are now in the hands of others. He hasn't even figured out where he is currently, and he can't see through the strength of the Amos man in front of him. It is definitely meaningless for him to resist, not to mention that the other party has no If you show obvious malicious hostility, even if you are taking advantage of it, you will tell it clearly without any pretense or concealment.
Although Elma is an individual from a hostile alien race, as the other party said, because of its kind actions, if it was not a very important matter, Krelle felt that he would not refuse to assist the other party.
"Excuse me for being abrupt... Excuse me, what do you want me to help you with?"
Swallowing his saliva, Krelle felt that he really had no right to refuse. In this case, he might as well ask directly what the other party's purpose was. If it was harmful to Mycroft's civilization, then he would just commit suicide - then again , I have been missing for so long, I am afraid that the pension has already been sent to my parents, right
Thinking of this, Kraler was not so nervous. Since he was essentially a 'dead person', there was no need to be so restrained. After breaking free from the psychological restraints, he hesitated for a moment and then continued to ask: "Accurately?" Say, I want to know what is the ultimate purpose of all your efforts to save me?"
This was originally a very simple question.
But the moment Krelle asked this question, he discovered that the original bright light source in the entire carapace room suddenly dimmed, and a sourceless cold wind blew out of thin air, bringing with it a burst of negative energy. ripple.
Elma, who had been lazy and kind before, with a "no matter what" temperament, the mental fluctuations transmitted by her body were several times colder than at the beginning, and the silver-white light released by her body instantly transformed into Dark blue releases an aura as cold as the icy deep sea.
"My purpose..."
Elma whispered to herself, and then, under the gaze of Kreller, who tried his best to endure it and not let herself tremble, she said with a self-deprecating spirit: "Me? What other purpose can I have?"
"Of course it is the god who rebels against us, our master, the supreme king of the galaxy, 'Emperor Amos'."
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