At that moment, countless people stood up abruptly, tables and chairs were knocked to the ground one after another, and many people were unaware of being hit to their feet.
"Selia—"
"No no, it's impossible..."
"Really! It's really Marshal Celia!"
The crowd poured in like a wave, and the diplomats didn't even care about their image. They pushed each other and scrambled towards the door. Some people didn't even notice that their shoes were trampled off.
Celia watched all this quietly, without any expression on her face, and she didn't even move her eyebrows.
He walked into the magnificent meeting place, and the moment his footsteps landed, it seemed that there was an invisible force forcing everyone to retreat involuntarily, making way for him. Everyone had an expression of disbelief, awe and fear on their faces, and the screams disappeared abruptly like boiling water under the lid of a pot.
Celia walked towards the high platform along the road among the crowd, and everyone's eyes were fixed on him. After a while, someone suddenly trembled and said, "Marshal, are you really back?"
Although the sound was faint, it was clearly harsh in the dead silent auditorium.
It was like throwing a stone into the water, and the ripples quickly rippled and expanded, and gradually everyone became agitated again: "Is it true, Marshal?"
"Marshal, do you still remember us! The clock face galaxy!"
"Will you continue our military contract?! We are an autonomous province of extragalactic systems!"
"Will the alliance go to war with the empire immediately, please answer our marshal!"
…
The noise quickly expanded and raised, almost toppling the roof. However, Celia seemed to turn a blind eye to everything around her, her cold side remained motionless, she just walked straight through the crowd, and walked onto the high platform under the eyes of the members with different expressions.
At that moment, Speaker Markas happened to put down the miniature communicator, and nodded slightly to Celia seemingly unintentionally.
However, this movement was so fast that even Douglas Consetlin, who was standing beside him, didn't notice, he just took a step forward suddenly: "Marshal, the Alliance welcomes you back—"
Before the words were finished, a black figure suddenly stood up, stretched out his hand, and stopped in front of Celia.
Douglas choked, and when he took a closer look, he saw that it was Eunice.
"Celia," he said coldly, reaching out and grabbing Celia's wrist.
In an instant, all the hustle and bustle disappeared quickly, and the panicked Speaker, Douglas who was puzzled, and the many eyes cast by the excited crowd all turned into a blurred background in the two people's gazes.
"Lord Yunes..." Speaker Marcus took a step forward, then stopped in embarrassment.
"Is it you?" Yunes' voice was hoarse and cold, only the two of them could hear: "—dear Celia?"
Yunes's snake-like vertical pupils seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, piercing straight into Celia's eye sockets. As for the latter, there was not the slightest wave on his face, his gaze was as motionless as stagnant water, and he didn't even—even the pulse on his wrist didn't change at all.
Yunes' gaze changed slightly.
Could it be that this is really a test subject
So who killed Barnett last night? !
"Lord Yunes." Douglas stepped forward suddenly, beckoning him to let go with his eyes.
After all, the scene is under the watchful eyes of everyone, and this test body will show its flaws if it stands for too long. Younes stared at Celia for a few seconds without saying a word, then slowly let go of his hand and took half a step back.
Douglas finally breathed a sigh of relief. While signaling to his confidants to lead the "test subject" to the seat and sit down, he turned around and coughed heavily toward the excited crowd: "Dear guests—"
He repeated it several times before the crowd calmed down, only to hear him pointing his finger at Yunes in black armor: "Dear guests, please allow me to introduce the new ally of the Alliance Council. He is a member of the Dark Star Government." The representative, who is of the same family as Marshal Silia, has made an indelible contribution in the process of re-establishing the government of the alliance—on behalf of the alliance government, I would like to express my sincere and warm thanks to Mr. Younes!"
The guests were obviously absent-minded, and after a pause for a few seconds, there was a burst of sparse applause.
But Younes didn't mind either. He stood up and looked down at the diplomats from various galaxies. After a while, he showed a cold smile: "Good evening, gentlemen and ladies."
From the time he uttered the first word, Celia's eyes suddenly changed, but everyone around him didn't notice it.
"On behalf of the Dark Star Hall, I would like to thank the envoys from various independent galaxies for coming to this unforgettable event. Everything tonight will be remembered by history. When people recall the rise of the Dark Star Hall in the future, everyone The name will be accompanied by the glory and brilliance of the Dark Star Hall, and will remain in the history of the universe forever."
Younes bowed, a cold smile crept up on his face.
——At this time, his voice seemed to have changed a bit, it was hoarse and deeper than usual, and the tail sound even caused the air to vibrate slightly, which sounded like a soul-stirring feeling.
But the audience in the audience didn't seem to be aware of it. The VIPs in the front row quieted down first, and all looked up at Younes in a daze. Then the range of silence expanded rapidly in a fan shape until the commotion of the guests in the back row gradually stopped.
Speaker Marcus seemed to feel something was wrong, and suddenly turned his head to look at Douglas.
However, Douglas stood confidently, with no surprise in his eyes.
"The Dark Star Hall used to be a great and glorious organization, possessing nearly half of the power in the Milky Way. However, we lost everything during the expansion. We were enclosed in a five-dimensional space, exposed to more advanced and mysterious technologies, and possessed the power of everyone here. Unimaginable power, and today with a great mission, he stood before the world again."
There was a magical power in Yunes' voice, and the entire auditorium fell into a dead silence following his words.
Speaker Markas stared at the dull eyes of the distinguished guests in shock, and turned to look at Celia after a moment of trembling, only to find that his face was sinking like water, and there was an indescribable light in his slightly squinted eyes.
"West..." Marcas's extremely soft voice was interrupted by a hand on his shoulder suddenly, and Douglas' voice sounded behind him: "What's wrong with you, Speaker?"
Marcus turned back in fear: "Douglas, what's going on with these people?"
Douglas narrowed his wrinkled eyes and said coldly, "Hypnosis."
"Hypnosis... Hypnosis?!"
"The Dark Star Hall is a pioneer in harnessing the power of human spirit, and Master Yunes is the best among them. His spiritual threshold is not inferior to that of Marshal Celia in his heyday. Because of this, their enthusiastic help is very important to the parliament. It is even more valuable for us, and it is a powerful boost on our way to counterattack the empire."
"But this method..."
Marcus didn't finish speaking, only to hear Younes' voice suddenly raised:
"—Please go back and tell the consuls of the various galaxies that as long as they want to cooperate, the Dark Star Hall will never hesitate to lend a helping hand. The great technology and power we have are indispensable resources for them, as well. An indispensable help to realize the great cause!"
There was a slight restlessness in the audience, and many diplomats showed fanatical admiration on their faces.
This scene made Chairman Markas terrified. Turning his head, he saw a condescending smile on the corner of Yunes' mouth—that expression appeared on his pale and stiff face, and I felt a little shuddering. If the people below were conscious It must be creepy.
"Next, let's get back to business—in order to show the sincerity of the Dark Star Hall's cooperation with the alliance, we specially helped the council catch the spy from the empire and brought him here."
As soon as Yunes raised his hand, two black-armored warriors brought in an iron cage with lightning flashes from outside the gate, and there was a blood-stained Dean hanging in the cage!
It's hard to tell whether Dean is still awake or not. Large pieces of broken ribs caused obvious deformation of the chest cavity. Dried blood flowed from the two arms to the shoulder sockets and chest, leaving shocking dark marks. Although the minds of the guests on stage had been manipulated, they still let out low exclamations when they saw this cruel scene.
"The name of this spy is Dean Lagerui. He is the only son of Major General Lagerui of the Imperial Army. He was assigned by the Empire to sneak into the Alliance Government and steal a lot of important information. The Dark Star Church caught this spy at the request of the Parliament. But he would rather die than plead guilty, and Parliament, out of desperation, had to sentence him to death."
Younes turned his head sharply: "Marshal Celia."
Celia sat there quietly.
"Everyone knows that you and the empire have a sworn enmity..." Younes sneered, and said every word: "Since you have returned to the alliance, please personally execute the death penalty for this spies of the empire."
At that moment, Celia understood why the gendarmerie had to prepare control helmets for the test subjects.
If they only intend to let the test subject enter the arena to sit down and drive it to the end like a stake, it's just a simple task. But now Yunes intends to kill Dean with his hands - the complexity of this task requires a sophisticated program programmed in advance to make the test subject act as planned.
A dark star warrior walked up to Yunes with a gun in his hand, leaned forward and raised his hand high. Yunes took the gun and turned to face Celia, with a very deep and cold smile in his eyes.
And Silia watched this series of actions expressionlessly. After several seconds of silence, he slowly stood up and walked in front of Younes.
"Use this man's blood to commemorate the heroic souls of the Alliance who died in battle." Younes said coldly, his voice resounding throughout the audience: "Marshal Celia, from today's first shot, you will represent the Alliance to avenge the Empire avenge!"
Celia didn't even move her eyelashes, she reached out to take the gun in a daze, and turned to Dean who was hanging in the cage.
There was a slight commotion from the guests on the stage, as if someone thought something was wrong, but Yunes suppressed it with stronger mental power in an instant. Ten seconds later, everyone was staring at the black muzzle of the gun. The ladies in the front row were pale, but they couldn't turn their eyes away no matter what.
"..." Dean in the cage barely raised his head, his chapped lips moved, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Gavin..."
There was no expression on Celia's face.
"Do it, Marshal," Yunes asked emphatically, "Don't you want to avenge the soldiers who died in battle? Don't you want to counterattack the empire? I can now make a guarantee on behalf of the Dark Star Hall, as long as the alliance shows cooperation sincerity, we can immediately—"
"Gavin..." Dean repeated, tears welling from the corners of his bloodstained eyes.
Celia, however, did not listen to any of them.
He slowly squeezed the trigger with one hand, while tilting his head slightly, as if he was listening to something else, and then his eyes suddenly turned to the door—
There seemed to be an invisible lead wire in the air, and at the moment when it was about to burn to the end, there was only a heavy sound-boom!
"Yunes!" A few dark star warriors kicked in the door, and Osrod was the first to bear the brunt, shouting sharply: "Stop dreaming, I don't agree!"
All the changes happened in an instant - Osrod rushed up to the high platform with a stride, and suddenly drew his knife and slashed down in the air!
Immediately afterwards, both Celia and Younes moved.
Celia threw the gun and stretched out his hand, and the griffin turned into a red gold saber, grabbed it and slashed his wrist; Yunes grabbed the scabbard at his waist, and the black electric knife popped out, drawing a fan-shaped light in the air!
— Clang!
The counterattacks of the two turned into the same loud noise, and they slashed at Osrod's knife from both left and right directions at the same time!
The huge force completely twisted the blade between the lightning and flint, and even threw Osrod himself out heavily!
"You!" Osrod hadn't cursed yet, and saw the blades of Yunes and Silia turning in mid-air at the same time, and the next second, "Ding!" There was a deafening sound, and the two of them rushed to each other in an instant. Come together!
"It really is you! Celia!"
"Nonsense," Celia sneered, and flung Yunes out with a flick of the blade!
Now Douglas knew something was wrong no matter how dull he was, he turned around in astonishment and asked, "What's going on?!"
Abel suddenly didn't hear it, and Kaleyan concentrated on monitoring the movement in the field, as if he didn't know that he was asking himself this question. Douglas turned to Speaker Marcus angrily, and the speaker suddenly realized, and asked, "What's going on?"
"I..." Douglas could bear the desire to curse, "Lieutenant General Kaleyan! How did this happen?!"
"Ask me?" Kaleyan came back to his senses and asked inexplicably, "What happened, don't you want a marshal?"
"but-"
Kaleyan pointed to the field: "Marshal." With an expression on his face that you have nothing to say.
Douglas was almost out of breath, grabbed the communicator and shouted: "Gendarmerie! Call the Gendarmerie to control the auditorium! Quick!"
Unexpectedly, a panicked cry sounded from the communicator: "No, Mr. Douglas, satellites show that our space fortress has been breached! The transition gate has been occupied by an alien fleet. Please issue an orange level 2 air siren immediately!"
"What... what's going on here?" Douglas' face was pale, and he was almost on the verge of collapse: "Quickly, quickly notify the Shining Legion to prepare for the battle, and then call the ground mecha team to protect the auditorium..."
Noisy running and shouting sounded from the communicator, and after a while, the panicked voice of the monitor sounded again, this time it was so harsh that it almost changed its tone: "The big thing is bad, Mr. Douglas! The radar shows that the ground mecha team has entered the Shining Legion's garrison, And the headquarters of the Glorious Legion did not respond to any calls..."
Douglas slammed the communicator hard, staring at Kaleyan with red eyes: "What trick are you playing?!"
Kaleyan pointed to his nose in surprise, still with an innocent look on his face: "You...you ask me? I'm sitting here early in the morning, but I don't know anything..."
His appearance is even more hateful than Celia who has turned on the sarcasm skill, and he is almost about to pounce on him and beat him up. Douglas was trembling with anger, but suddenly calmed down after a few seconds, staring at Kaleyan and asked: "What did Celia ask you to do?"
His eyes were so ferocious that it was almost terrifying, and even Speaker Marcus shuddered.
"...Nothing, Mr. Douglas." Kaleyan finally put away the smile that made people want to beat him up at first glance, and said lightly: "Don't you think it's ridiculous? From the Consetlin family hundreds of years ago Since you were in power, you have been forcing the military to ask 'what did Celia ask you to do?', but to this day you still don't know what Celia wants to do... "
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"It's really well planned, Celia." On the other side of the venue, Yunes got up from the ground and said slowly, then suddenly turned to Osrod: "—Stop!"
Osrod was about to rush over when he heard the sound and stopped abruptly.
He and the few men who broke in looked very embarrassed. Obviously, after Barnett's death, they had a fierce conflict with Younes' faction, but they suffered a lot—this is conceivable, Dark Star There is a clear distinction between the generations of warriors. Although Osrod himself is extremely tyrannical, he is more than a hundred years behind Yunes and his faction, and the gap in strength is difficult to bridge.
Yunes's men immediately surrounded the few people who broke in with Osrod, and the arena was full of arrows. Yunes looked Osrod up and down, and asked coldly, "How did you escape?"
"Snakes have snakes and rats have rats." Osrod was about to get angry, but Celia teased: "It's your problem that you can't keep him, don't you understand Yunes? After all these years, there is still no progress at all."
Younes wanted to refute immediately, but just as he opened his mouth, he snorted again: "Do you think I will be easily provoked by you?"
"You actually thought you were worthy of being provoked by me." Celia smiled.
It's still this familiar and hateful face... Yunes didn't even have any questions, and confirmed directly through gritted teeth: "You killed Barnett! You killed him and then blamed me to stir up trouble. Is the internal conflict in the star hall right?!"
Celia did not answer, but turned to Osrod and asked, "Do you believe it?"
There is hardly even a hint of disguise for this provocation.
If Osrod said he believed it, then the members of the alliance killed the Dark Star Hall warrior, and Yunes' plan to cooperate with the alliance to counterattack the empire was bound to fail. As Osrod who has always opposed this plan, this is only good for him and not bad.
If he said he didn't believe it and insisted that the murderer who killed Barnett was Younes, then Younes would definitely have to shed a layer of skin in front of the elders, and he might lose most of the power in his hand. As Osrod, who has always fought against him for power and profit, the possible benefits are even greater.
Either way the situation is at its worst for Yunes, unless there's a—
Osrod was willing to spare Barnett's death and stand on the same front with Yunes instead.
But would he be willing to do it
"You know..." Osrod squinted at Celia, and said slowly, "It is possible for me to avenge Barnett and deal with you with Younes instead."
Celia didn't even raise her eyelids, "If you really thought so, you wouldn't have come to Younes to settle accounts just now."
Although these words were venomous, they were not unreasonable. Osrod choked up immediately, only to hear him smile again: "But if I were you, I would go back to the Dark Star Hall and file a complaint with the elders right now. Bar After all, Knight was a high-ranking warrior. Yunes killed him for no reason, and even tried to silence you together. This daring act will definitely make the elders recognize his true colors... It’s not something you can compare to crying and tossing around now, can’t you even think of this?”
Osrod was a little shaken when he heard the words, Yunes saw his expression, and immediately sneered: "You think you can leave if you want?"
"You can't go alone, but if I help you hold Yunes—" Celia raised the tip of the knife, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "I have done this, don't say brother I don't hurt you."
Yunes suddenly turned his head to stare at Celia, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and he asked for a while, "Do you think he really wants to let you go, Osrod? Don't forget who was the first to bring the knife just now?" Those who stand in your way, if he really wants to help you, why don't you hack me to death?!"
The people of the two factions confronted each other, and the air was so tense that it seemed to be suffocating. Osrod's eyes wandered slowly between the two of them, and after a while he suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "I know, he just wanted to stir up internal strife between you and me."
Celia's smile reflected on the shiny body of the red gold saber: "Oh, then will I succeed?"
There was such a dead silence that one could almost hear a needle drop to the ground. Osrod clenched his fist tightly, his nails piercing the flesh of his palm, but he only felt a distorted pleasure for an instant.
"You will." He took half a step back, suddenly got up and swept back quickly, and shouted sharply: "—Help me block Yunes!"
Everyone moved at that moment!
The Dark Star warriors of Osrod's faction all retreated by coincidence, and rushed to the door in an instant like lightning!
Younes strode forward, but then a cold light flashed in front of him, "Dang!" There was a heavy metal sound, and Celia blocked him with a horizontal knife!
——That blow was so heavy that it even made the jaws of the tiger go numb, and the opposing blade trembled under the action of unimaginable force. Younes and Celia were in a stalemate with each other, and their eyes were less than a palm away. A few seconds later, the man with a pair of snake eyes suddenly smiled treacherously.
"Do you think I'm still the same person I was defeated in front of you four hundred years ago? - Celia, you miscalculated."
Before he finished speaking, Celia suddenly caught a glimpse of something, and when he looked up, the scene behind Younes suddenly jumped into his sight, causing his face to change drastically in an instant!