The founding emperor of the country is not bad in personal bravery, not to mention that Heinrich's world is all won by him in a hundred years of fighting. Needless to say, his military exploits are sturdy. When he was furious and shot, he directly killed a strong man like Yunes. All of them were swept away, and the fierce wind brought by the golden giant sword even made a huge gash more than 40 meters long on the surrounding walls!
Yunes shattered several stone pillars in the air before collapsing the high platform with a bang. The group of councilors on the high platform were all frightened, and Douglas managed to hold on to the railing so as not to fall, so his expression changed: "What, what's going on? Impossible, impossible—"
"Mr. Douglas! Speaker Marcus! The imperial fleet has invaded massively and has already entered the atmosphere!" The screen above the podium kept flashing snowflakes, and the monitor was full of panic and panic: "Please transfer to the air defense base quickly! Quick! Must Make a strategic shift!"
Transfer a fart, the emperor is standing in front of him! Douglas slammed the communicator hard, and when he looked up, he saw a large piece of night sky exposed on the collapsed roof, and waves like star tides were sweeping from the sky—that was the Imperial Fleet, and it had really entered the atmosphere!
"Where's the anti-aircraft fortress?! Where's the rod of the gods?!" Douglas turned around and grabbed Admiral Abel, shouting hoarsely: "What kind of tricks are the military playing?! Just open the door to let people in?! You guys Helping traitors in foreign countries—”
"I only follow the orders of Speaker Marcus," Abel interrupted him, and said, "If you have any comments, you might as well ask the speaker."
Douglas released his hand tremblingly, and looked back at Marcus in disbelief.
"The scepter of the gods is ready to strike, but the control is in the hands of the marshal." Speaker Marcus got up from the ground, his short, clumsy body and dusty hair looked very funny, and his voice shrank when he spoke. Qi: "I... I also act according to the regulations. The control of S-class air-to-ground weapons is in the hands of the supreme military commander. This was also agreed by the parliament at the beginning."
… The council agreed in the first place because Celia was dead! The supreme military commander is equivalent to the speaker! Douglas almost cursed, never would have thought that this weak and incompetent puppet speaker would dare to make his own claims!
"If the alliance perishes today, you are sinners of all ages—you, you—" Douglas was about to turn his head and scold Celia, but when he looked up, his whole heart seemed to be soaked in cold water: the vanguard of the Imperial Fleet had swooped down from the sky Below, groups surround the auditorium building. Countless muzzles, like the giant eyes of death, were all aimed at everyone in the auditorium!
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"Are you all right, Celia?"
Heinrich strode forward, but before he got close, he saw Celia jumping down from the air, and the red gold saber passed through the auditorium like a shooting star, and he held it tightly with a snap: "It's okay."
Heinrich's pupils were slightly dilated, and Celia looked absolutely fine—his hands were covered with blood, his hair was disheveled and his clothes were loose, and there was a thin bloodstain on the side of his face, which appeared against the background of his icy white cheeks. Very glaring.
Although his demeanor was stable and calm, and he didn't appear to be in a bad mood, it was indeed rare to see such a distressed look. Heinrich's heart moved slightly, and he asked, "Is it because you saw me coming that you didn't bother to fight him?"
"You can do whatever you say."
"Is that so?"
This question was too obvious, Celia paused, and then asked, "So what?"
Heinrich looked at him fixedly, moved his gaze from his hair to his heels, inspected his whole body inch by inch, and then suddenly smiled and said: "It's not that good...but since you trust me so much, I'm sure You can't live up to your hopes, can you?"
When he said this, there was an undisguised murderous look in his voice.
What Alpha hates the most is not the absence of Omega—Omega is rare after all, if there is no one, there will be none. What they hate the most is that the Omega they have obtained is coveted by other people. This kind of hatred for the green hat is the same from the commoners to the emperor.
Heinrich's beast-like intuition had already made him feel the threat from Yunes, and what made him even more murderous was that Yunes didn't feel the mark he made on Celia!
— You must know that Heinrich's male instinct is strong enough to make any Alpha feel strongly threatened and repelled from the mark, but it is useless to Yunes!
This shows that Yunes' Alpha pheromone is also extremely strong, and there is even a certain possibility that it can cover the mark he made on Celia!
This was absolutely intolerable for any Alpha, and Yunes' status immediately rose from "an important figure who must be eliminated among the hostile forces" to the emperor's personal natural enemy. Heinrich suddenly reached out to wipe the blood on Celia's cheek, and asked in a low voice, "What would you say if I killed him?"
Celia glanced at him, and the look in his eyes was indescribable: "You can try it, and then you will know what I will say."
At this time, the high-level commanders of the Ninth Fleet and the special forces quickly descended from the fighter jets above the auditorium, and the leader was the scarred man who had appeared in the mecha league of the military academy. When he saw Celia, he was stunned. Before he could call the emperor, he saw Heinrich suddenly swung his knife and strode towards the Dark Star Warrior camp!
"His Majesty!-"
Heinrich kept walking, but Celia turned his head to look at him, and the man with the scar immediately choked up, and after a moment of hesitation, he turned around and shouted: "Marine squad make up! Your Majesty the guard! Stop those Dark Star Warriors! "
What he brought was obviously the elite among the elites of the Capital Guard Army, and they scattered like tigers almost instantly, surrounding all the Dark Star Warriors present in a many-to-one manner, and closing Dean's iron cage Forcibly broke open and quickly moved the person out.
Celia squinted at all this, and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"
The man with the scar held two daggers in his hands, and stepped back cautiously when he heard the words: "I ask you, my name is Isaac."
"Why do you listen to Ersheng?"
"I am not from the Alliance. I have only followed the Empire since the middle of the Galactic War. Thanks to His Majesty, I was awarded the title of Lieutenant General."
Celia nodded, only to hear the man with the scar hesitate and say for a while: "During the battle of Venus Fortress... Although I was only a second lieutenant, I still thank the marshal for saving my life, but unfortunately there is nothing to repay..."
Celia interrupted him casually: "The position is different, no thanks."
The scar man's hint was pointed out with a single word, but he was a little embarrassed, and turned his head embarrassingly.
Thick smoke was billowing under the high platform of the auditorium. After a few clicks, Yunes' deformed body returned to its original shape. After a few seconds, he gritted his teeth and got up, "Heinrich..."
As soon as he stretched out his hand, the black lightning knife flew towards him and was held by him, and then he pointed at the figure walking in the smoke: "Are you looking for death, Seth Heinrich!"
"You have already said this in the Royal Military Academy, but the result was that the Dark Star Hall was defeated in a big way, and it retreated from the Egret Star to the fifth-dimensional space." Heinrich walked out of the smoke, his black military uniform was strict and straight, and his hands were stern. An quietly turned into a slender and shiny black gold long sword, "But no matter what, the ambition of the Dark Star Hall is worthy of praise, but your stupidity ruined everything. When you decide to join forces, you are destined to be defeated The fate of total annihilation..."
Younes sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm: "Do you really think Celia will give up the alliance and cooperate with the empire? You don't know him, Chief of Guards, you know that he is the one who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal person?"
"Isn't it because of this that he chose to cooperate with the empire?" Heinrich raised his sword, and saw that the night sky was densely covered with giant fleets that descended from the sky: "—Do you think you can leave here alive today? "
Looking from the roof, all the sky as far as the eye could see was covered by the Ninth Fleet. Countless cannon lights were like a sky full of stars, which could plunge the entire land into a sea of flames in an instant. Younes narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed across his yellowish vertical pupils, and turned to Celia with a sneer for a while: "This is your plan?"
Celia was silent.
"Do you think it's so easy to get rid of the Dark Star Hall with the hands of the Empire? Do you think you can send away the Ninth Fleet? Celia, you have given the core of the entire alliance to the Empire—" "
"Shut up!" Heinrich roared violently, and the Bi An golden sword struck Yunes' neck in an instant!
This is a battle that has been quite rare for many years. Younes, the spokesman for the mysterious forces from the galaxy outside the galaxy, and Heinrich, the highest statist unprecedented in the history of the galaxy, swung a deadly battle to each other on the stage of the central government of the alliance. of a sword.
The loud noise shook the world, the whole building shook, and the collapsed walls and high platforms made muffled noises. The strong impact caused the Dark Star warriors who were about to rush up to be staggered away. Scarface led several soldiers forward a few steps, and then they all fell down.
Celia stabbed a general knife into the wall to barely stabilize her figure, only to see the golden sword suddenly lengthened in the gunpowder smoke, lifting Yunes who was vomiting blood heavily, and then Heinrich backhanded A sword came down in the air: "Go to die!"
With a pop, blood spattered everywhere, and the golden sword pierced through Yunes' left chest, nailing him to the ground!
Everything happened between lightning bolts, as if even the air froze, and all the Dark Star warriors froze in place.
The scarred man's expression relaxed.
Celia's face was sinking like water, and she couldn't see a trace of expression.
"Hahahaha," Younes fell to the ground, but suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha..."
Heinrich held the hilt of the sword condescendingly, frowned slightly, and suddenly his face changed—
I saw that there was not much blood coming from the wound that pierced the heart, as if it had been pierced into the void. Yunes just smiled and grabbed the blade on his chest, pulled it out of his body bit by bit, and sat down. Get up!
Heinrich's pupils tightened slightly: "You..."
The black wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon even the flesh and blood turned out were hidden under the black armor. At the same time, Yunes stretched out his hand, and the time and space behind him distorted like an invisible vortex, and a long void appeared: "-now you know what he will say?"
Heinrich was taken aback for a moment, and just as he was about to step forward to make a move, Yunes turned his head and showed a cold smile to Celia, before turning his head into the black hole!
The same time-space entrance appeared behind several Dark Star warriors, and they all rushed in at this moment. The imperial soldiers wanted to step forward to stop them, but there was a natural repulsive force in the black hole, and the others were pushed back as soon as they approached. In an instant, the dark star warriors in the venue, except for a few dead ones, The others are all gone!
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"This is..." The man with the scar turned livid: "What's going on?!"
"Five-dimensional space technology," Heinrich answered for Celia before he could speak: "Even their black armor has space devices, absolutely impeccable defense measures."
He turned to Celia, asked with a wry smile, "So what did you want to say?"
"It's nothing," Celia said lightly, "It's a good thing to have the courage to try."
Heinrich put away Bi An conveniently, and the golden sword turned into an inconspicuous black bracelet on his arm again. He walked down the ruins, looked Celia up and down unabashedly, and hummed: "It's really an earth-shattering return."
"..."
"It's a pity that the alliance is still as weak and incompetent as before. It can only let others fight on its own territory... After all, those congressmen look familiar. I thought they should have died for their country a long time ago."
Heinrich turned his head to stare at Douglas, who took half a step back with a livid face, and couldn't help but shouted, "Celia! Do you know what you're doing—"
Celia interrupted him: "I thought that the Dark Star Hall is gone, and you should be more sensible to hide."
Douglas' face immediately became quite exciting.
It is always a pleasure to watch Celia cast her venomous tongue skills on others. Heinrich smiled at the distraught congressmen, his eyes full of undisguised malice: "Don't worry, today won't If someone sees blood again, I assure you that the cannons above your heads will not actually fire—if you must define their existence, at least today, they all exist as salutes."
He nodded deeply in the direction of Celia, his posture was quite humble, but his eyes were always shining with frightening brightness.
Celia snorted, but didn't answer.
On the contrary, Douglas lowered his face, gritted his teeth and asked, "Salute? Celebrate you taking down the Union government's salute without bloodshed?!"
"The alliance government was already dead when it announced its surrender fifty years ago. You are just its ghosts now, trying to use the ambition and greed of the Dark Star Hall to cause negligible troubles to the empire." Heinrich paused , the voice was proud and clear: "—but I still tolerantly announce that the empire will make peace with the alliance. In fact, I came here for this purpose today."
At that moment, the faces of the councilors on the high platform changed, and there were so many highlights.
"..." Douglas almost thought that there was something wrong with his ears, and he froze for a long time before yelling: "Whoever said he wants to make peace with you, who has the power—" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something, and looked at Celia in disbelief: "You !"
"I never promised that."
Celia's voice was not high, but everyone's eyes were on him instantly, and the commanders of the Ninth Fleet even had eyes that were so bright that they didn't even blink.
Heinrich couldn't help but shook his head with a smile: "Why do you have to say such things, Celia? You know that all eyes of the Ninth Fleet are on you now, and the position in the military headquarters has always been reserved for you... Besides, now Everyone knows that all alliance armed forces on this planet cannot compete with the Ninth Fleet, and all resistance is destined to lead to the same ending as fifty years ago."
If there is a voice in the heart, all the imperial commanders in the arena must be roaring to cheer for the emperor, and the few who are close to each other are clenching their fists tightly, and the muscles on their cheeks are trembling slightly with tension.
Then the emperor really lived up to expectations and began to play the emotional card:
"Actually, for half a century, the Ninth Fleet has made a special trip to Red Saturn every ten years to commemorate you, Celia. Maybe you are not familiar with them, but they are no less familiar with you than any soldier of the Glorious Legion. The national faith and allegiance are no less false than Union soldiers."
"It's commendable," Celia smiled.
Heinrich took a step forward as if encouraged: "There is no mortal hatred between us. Although we have different positions, we have the same hope and efforts for the future of mankind. The replacement of the alliance is completely a choice of the times. You Knowing that if there is no empire there will be something else, because no regime lasts forever, and the time has come for the Union to step down."
"Because of this, I ask you to put aside the boundaries of countries and polities, and look with me at the common future of mankind—whether it is an alliance or an empire, or the citizens of other polities that will emerge in the future, their shared interests and future... "
Heinrich paused, and said in a deep voice: "So today I don't want to use bloodshed to solve the problem. There have been many great people in history who used peaceful evolution to resolve wars. I hope we can become one of them today." In this way, when people read history books thousands of years later, they can also see how people have moved forward in a wise and peaceful way at this moment... ”
Crack, crack, crack.
"What a natural orator, Heinrich." Celia raised her hands and applauded gently: "The history books should also record your beautiful words."
Although the expression on his face was smiling, the smile didn't reach his eyes, and Heinrich's heart sank slightly: "I'm just trying my best to avoid bleeding."
"Thank you for your unchanging kindness in the past fifty years, but I noticed that when you said this, the muzzle above our heads did not move halfway..." Celia looked up at the sky, and countless exploration cameras immediately turned The ridicule in his eyes was reflected on the big screen of the fleet, and many commanders looked away in embarrassment.
Celia smiled and waved to them, then turned to look at the emperor: "It is impossible for the alliance to be peacefully evolved by the empire, so can I understand that today's bloody conflict is inevitable?"
Heinrich's expression was calm, but the cold sweat on his back had slightly soaked his shirt.
Everyone has weaknesses, even being an emperor is no exception. Celia may not know where his weakness is, but he has undoubtedly hit that point now—
He is afraid of surrendering.
In the Galactic War for more than a hundred years, the Empire surrendered and surrendered countless defeated troops. At the end, it can be said that the problem was solved by political dialogue and surrender. Heinrich once had great confidence in his political eloquence, until fifty years ago on Red Saturn, the only and last time in his life he failed to recruit security. Marshal Celia categorically refused to surrender, committed suicide and died for his country.
At that moment, he realized how weak the power of language was. He did not lose in political ability, but in the illusory and ridiculous alliance spirit.
Pain has traversed Heinrich's heart like a shadow for fifty years, and he has dreamed back countless times at midnight. Whenever he thinks of the sea of sand under the night of Red Saturn, he will repeatedly ask himself: If I do it again, can I convince Celia? ? Would the ending have been different if there had been a little more time
—However, no matter how you think about it, the conclusion is that you can't.
He can only watch Celia's fateful death, as if the tragedy has long been doomed to end; from the moment the story begins, the ending of separation is written.
"Silia..." There was a dead silence in the venue, and it was only after a while that Heinrich said hoarsely: "I don't want to threaten you... But if the alliance refuses to evolve peacefully, the Ninth Fleet can't just return without success..."
Celia looked at him quietly, and asked for a while, "Do you have to fight?"
"... must fight."
"Are you sure you can win?"
"Win the fight."
There was a half-smile expression in Celia's eyes, Heinrich looked at him and shook his head, solemnly said: "I know you have great confidence in the Shining Legion, but this fleet is completely gone now—the tail of the Ninth Fleet The Legion of Glory has been controlled outside the atmosphere, and now they can't come here at all, so give up."
The two of them looked at each other, and for a while Celia turned her head and asked, "Kaleyan?"
Kaleyan raised his head from the optical brain: "Yes."
"How is the situation of the Glory Legion?"
"Currently at the top of the high-altitude defense, all the tail ships of the Ninth Fleet are locked around, and other active forces of the enemy have entered the atmosphere."
"Have you found any traces of enemies around the space fortress?"
"No."
Heinrich suddenly interrupted them coldly: "The Imperial Marines have already controlled the ground control center of your space fortress, and the guns of all C-level and above fortresses have been locked—Silia, the Alliance is at a loss. What can be used?"
The atmosphere in the venue was so tense that it was breathless, everyone held their breath, and even a needle could be heard falling to the ground.
The members of the alliance were full of fear, and the generals of the empire grabbed their guns vigilantly and slowly gathered around the emperor.
However, at this moment, Celia smiled faintly, waved to Heinrich, and said, "—Come here."