Osrod.
Dark Star Hall.
This phrase was like a bolt of lightning, splitting across Gavin's muddled memory in an instant.
"You..." Gavin panted, and Osrod suddenly pulled his hair up and raised his head. Because of the angle, he could see the latter's cold gray eyes, the pupils were scarlet like blood drops, and they looked extremely ferocious because of lust.
"Do you still remember the last time I told you my name? Four hundred years ago in the distant galaxy, when the Legion of Glory landed on the Lost Star, you drove the Mecha Phoenix to seal the entire Dark Star Hall into the five-dimensional space... What did you say back then? ?”
Osrod was close behind Gavin, lowered his head when he spoke, and his cold breath almost hit Gavin's ear.
"You said that the Dark Star Hall will always be misty in nothingness, space is imprisoned, and time is frozen, just like drifting in the kingdom of death, and will never return to the world... But now we have returned with unimaginable power, Did you ever foresee this day?"
Countless dusty fragments surged out of Gavin's mind, and the gunpowder smoke and flames of that day in his memory passed before his eyes like a messy lens.
"But that's not the first time I've told you my name." Osrod paused, then smiled: "The first time we met was a long time ago, the court of the elders, you who once escaped from the dark The traitor of the Star Hall, once again tricked everyone with tricks and tricks, and then walked past me with your disgusting expression... "
Gavin's pupils were extremely dilated, and he stared at Osrod's cold gray eyes, trembling because of the severe pain that burst deep in his mind.
—Osrod.
- My name is Osrod.
All the scenes suddenly began to rotate rapidly, and a huge vortex seemed to bloom in the black void. Time is rushing back with honor, disgrace and war, just like an invisible giant hand pulling him back four hundred years ago——
Yes, those serpent-like eyes did appear.
He used to stand on the trial seat, as the leader of the new generation of Dark Star Hall, he held a lot of power and was in the limelight, and he almost stood up to Yunes, who represented a mature force.
He stood high on the trial seat and looked down at Gavin Celia, but the latter did not give him half a look.
That was the Dark Star Hall warrior Osrod four hundred years ago.
—Third thousand years of the Milky Way Era, distant galaxies, trial grounds.
"Do you know who is on trial today?"
"Alliance Commander Gavin Celia, he used to be a Dark Star Warrior!"
Tens of thousands of stars twinkle in the night sky, and the seats in the court of trial made of huge black rocks are arranged in a circle, just like the ancient Roman Colosseum, enclosing a ring-shaped space at the bottom. The Dark Star warriors stood in a strict ring, and there was a cage-like stone platform in the middle of the bottom floor. Gavin Celia was standing inside, wearing a white military uniform of an alliance commander, with his hands locked behind his back by electromagnetic handcuffs.
He stared at the elders' seat directly in front of him, with no expression on his face, neither panic nor fear.
"It is said that when he was in the hall, he was the chief warrior, and he kept a constant pressure on Yunes. Unfortunately, he later defected with a desert traveler." Barnett sneered, and winked to the opposite side of the circular seat: "Look Eunice's expression... is really rare."
Osrod glanced at the words, and Yunes was staring at Celia in the distance, his body leaned forward slightly, and the light in his eyes was frightening.
—But for some reason, he felt that this gaze was not entirely murderous, but strangely scorching.
A gray-black figure moved in the elders' seat, and the whispering voices in all directions stopped suddenly. A few seconds later, a deep voice rang out, causing slight vibrations in the entire trial court: "—Gavin Leah?"
"yes."
"Fifty years ago, you defected from the Dark Star Hall, and now you come back here as the commander of the alliance. Are you here to lead the death?"
All of a sudden, there was a buzz of discussion, and countless eyes turned to Celia at the lowest place at the same time. The alliance commander raised his head in full view, and countless stars reflected in his pupils, only to hear his voice cold and calm: "No, I'm here to seek cooperation."
Like a stone stirring up a thousand layers of waves, there are loud discussions in all directions, and everyone is whispering.
"Nonsense!" someone screamed. "He has already defected once! He should be sentenced to death immediately!"
"The traitor cannot be trusted! Sentence him to death!"
"What are you talking about? If the leaders of the alliance fall to us..."
"Impossible! He's just lying!"
…
Osrod squinted at Celia without speaking.
The Alliance Commander is undoubtedly a very attractive man—he is very young, in his early twenties, with black hair, black eyes, fair complexion, and facial features that are cold and deep like ice sculptures.
This face should belong to a son of a noble family, and he looks like a handsome star on the stage in military uniform. However, if you look down and look carefully, you can still find a certain kind of fierce temperament from the corners of his brows and eyes—that is the momentum cultivated by leading the army for decades, ordering and prohibiting, and killing and decisively.
His nose bridge is straight, his lips are thin and distinct, and there is a sharp sense of silence when he keeps silent. Although he was handcuffed behind his back at the bottom of the ring stand, when he raised his head slightly and looked forward, he felt as if he was on the same level as everyone, without the slightest difference in height.
"What are you looking at?" Barnett asked with interest.
"...the uniform suits him well."
"It's more suitable to take it off."
Osrod gave him a slightly unexpected look, and Barnett snorted through his nose: "He is a Beta, I checked it in the early years... Younes was stepped on by a Beta, you can imagine that he has How much I want to kill him."
The discussion lasted for a long time before it gradually subsided, and the deep voice from the elders' seat sounded again: "How do you want to cooperate?"
"I want power," Celia said loudly, "but there are too many people in front of me in the Alliance Council, and I can't wait for them to die of old age one by one. Isn't this the only place in the universe that can help me? Once I gain power, and you will naturally get what you want."
The elder was silent for a moment, "—what do we want?"
"A lot. The alliance's political influence, strong military power, rich mineral resources, top-secret advanced technology... Of course, you can also choose not to cooperate. You can reveal my secrets, or even kill me, but you will never You'll find a collaborator like me."
The elders exchanged glances with each other, but Celia seemed to disappear, and her voice was steady and decisive: "I am unique. If the secret of the alliance commander's origin from the Dark Star Hall is announced, the alliance will definitely cause huge waves, and the next commander will not calm down. Public opinion and thorough avoidance of suspicion will definitely take the attack on the Dark Star Hall as the primary political goal—by that time, it will no longer be me alone, but the entire Glory Legion's thousands of troops... "
There was a silence at the elders' table.
The huge trial ground was silent, and the deep voice said for a long while: "Younes."
Yunes, who was tall and pale in black armor, took a step forward: "Yes."
"What do you think of Celia's speech?"
Celia stared straight ahead without even turning her head. After a few seconds, Younes said coldly, "It's beautiful, but I don't think it's believable."
"Oh? Then you think he should be killed?"
"Yes, he should be killed."
Silence shrouded the court like a black curtain, and the voice said after a long while: "—Osrod."
Osrod stood up and bowed.
"What do you think?" The voice at the elders' table said coldly.
In the past few years, the younger generation of the Dark Star Hall has developed a new force, and the leaders are Osrod, Barnett and others. Because of his extraordinarily ruthless and daring actions, his status rose quickly, and he could even faintly compete with Yunes, who represented the warrior power of the previous generation and had been in charge of the Dark Star Hall for a hundred years.
So it was not surprising that the elder asked him by name.
"I think Commander Celia is right," said Osrodron, "Outward penetration is not something that can be done overnight. This method can greatly speed up our invasion of the alliance."
His gaze met Yunes in mid-air, and it seemed as if fire was splashing all over the place, and then both of them turned their heads.
And Celia lowered her eyelids with no expression on her face.
Discussed for a long while at the elders' table, as if they were still arguing. After a long time, the gray-black shadow moved again, and said in a deep voice, "Dark Star Hall accepts your proposal, Your Excellency Commander."
Celia raised her eyes.
"But we don't trust traitors, Celia—you must first become a Dark Star Warrior again."
Yunes suddenly looked up, and Osrod was also surprised. Everyone was whispering, and after a few seconds, only Celia's voice without the slightest emotion said, "—Okay."
Two trial court warriors stepped forward, opened the stone threshold with a bang, and escorted Celia to a stone chair directly under the elders' bench.
The stone chair was extremely tall, and Celia looked at it coldly for a while, not knowing what she was thinking. After a while, he undid the buttons of his military uniform one by one, then threw away his coat, and sat on it with only his shirt on. In an instant, he heard a click, and a shackle popped out from the left and right armrests, locking his hands tightly.
"You are no stranger, Celia," said the voice coldly.
The Alliance Commander did not answer.
The two warriors turned and walked down, dragging back a black iron box that was half the height of a person, and opened it with a bang in front of the stone chair. A stench of black air emanated instantly, and a triangular snake head protruded from the iron box a few seconds later—a giant snake was actually inside!
"Hiss..." The giant snake slowly slid out of the iron box, and saw the black and green patterns all over its body, emitting a gorgeous and poisonous light. With a bang, its body thicker than the mouth of a bowl fell to the ground, and then wrapped itself around Celia's calf, and followed the white military pants all the way up. The whole body was coiled into a horizontal U, and the huge snake head looked down at its prey.
Celia turned her head in disgust.
However, the giant snake seemed to suddenly have an infinite interest in him. It wrapped around his waist again, then got in from the hem of the shirt, broke the buttons and then came out from the neckline. The turbid yellow snake eyes almost Stick it on Celia's face.
This was something that had never happened before in the ceremony, and even someone in the elders' seat leaned forward with interest.
"Hiss... hiss..." The giant snake observed for a while, then began to slowly approach the side neck. Its thick body bound Celia tightly, and after spitting out the bright red snake letter around the neck for a long time, it finally seemed to have had enough, and opened its teeth to bite hard on the artery!
"what… !"
In an instant, the muscles of Celia's whole body tensed, and her teeth were clenched so that her face was a little distorted. Streams of cold sweat dripped from his cheeks onto the giant snake's head. About ten seconds later, his body shook violently, and countless black patterns suddenly appeared under his skin!
The pattern expanded rapidly as if alive, centering on the heart, extending to the shoulders and the back of the hands, and then climbing up the cheeks along the neck, all of which fell into the eyeballs like enchanting flower branches, and then the pupils of the eyes suddenly turned bloody crimson.
"Ah... ah..." Celia tried his best and couldn't suppress the painful panting. He clung to the handrail tightly, his knuckles turned white from the excessive force, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the giant snake's entanglement.
Osrod swallowed, and turned his head away.
After more than half a minute, the giant snake finally finished shooting the venom, loosened its fangs and returned to the horizontal U shape. At this time, Celia's whole body was almost drenched in cold sweat. The two warriors quickly grabbed the giant snake and tried to drag it back to the iron box, but it was not willing to let go of its body, and the warriors dragged it away forcefully several times.
There was a burst of unexplained noises around, and it took a few seconds for silence to return.
"Younes," the voice from the elders' table shouted.
The shackles on the armrest of the stone chair bounced off automatically with two clicks, Celia suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and barely stood up after a few seconds.
Yunes took a plate from the warrior behind him - he saw a set of black armor neatly stacked on the plate, and he just walked over with it and handed it to Celia.
At this moment, the distance between the two of them is so close that they can almost touch each other's lips when they lower their heads. Younes opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but Celia turned around without even looking at him.
The expression on Yunes' face at that moment was indescribable. Celia picked up his coat and strode out.
"Forget it... Now that you've become a Dark Star Warrior, it doesn't matter."
There was a loud voice from the elders' seat, and all the warriors around lowered their heads. A few seconds later, the voice said: "Then Marshal Celia, the Dark Star Hall will be your solid ally from now on."
"I will fulfill my promise." Celia said without looking back, "I hope you don't break the appointment."
With his coat in hand, he walked steadily across the courtroom. When passing by the stands, all the Dark Star warriors gave way, countless different eyes fell on him, and some impulsively stepped forward, but were held tightly by the people next to him.
Only one person did not move.
He has cold gray eyes, with scarlet pupils that look like snake letters, and there is a hunting look in his eyes.
Celia knew that it was the young warrior who opposed Younes just now, but her gaze didn't stay on him too much. She just heard him ask playfully when she approached, "—the commander of the alliance?"
"..."
"Nice to meet you, Celia, my name is Osrod."
Celia walked over without even looking away. Osrod was slightly taken aback, and the two of them passed by in an instant, only to hear him say, "What's none of my business?"
For a moment, Osrod thought he had heard wrong. He turned around suddenly, only to see Celia passing through the crowd, and quickly disappeared into the night outside the gate of the trial ground.