The Sword of Galaxy

Chapter 74

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Heinrich's first thought was:

There are hundreds of thousands of cannons above my head, and I am surrounded by elite soldiers. If there is any abnormality, I can pounce on anyone present and tear anyone present to pieces—what am I afraid of you

However, as soon as he took a step, he caught a glimpse of the slightly joking expression in Celia's eyes, and suddenly became sober.

"Why didn't you come here?" He stood still and asked with a smile: "You know it, Celia, the treatment you get when you come to the Empire and I go to the Alliance is very different."

"Really?" Unexpectedly, Celia did not refuse, but took a step forward with a smile: "In that case, I'll go there."

Everyone was extremely nervous, the man with the scar and several experienced commanders subconsciously grabbed their guns and moved closer. However, Celia turned a blind eye to everyone's vigilance. He just looked at Heinrich like this, and walked into the encirclement of the imperial soldiers step by step.

The scarred man's heart tightened—

Now the distance between Celia and them is no more than five meters. Within this distance, as long as you raise your arms and shout, with so many Alpha special forces around, hard pressure can also suppress the marshal and kidnap him!

So... do you want to do it

The opportunity is fleeting, should we do it? !

However, the development of the matter immediately made all the words of the man with the scar stuck in his throat.

Celia took a step forward and stood in front of the emperor almost face to face. The distance between the tips of their noses was no more than half a meter, and Heinrich could even see his own face clearly from the bottom of Celia's eyes, with a hint of surprise that couldn't be concealed: "You..."

"how?"

"... nothing, but I'm kind of flattered... are you trying to tell me something?"

"Flattered," Celia repeated, as if amused, before asking, "What do you think I'm trying to say?"

At that moment, countless answers flashed through Heinrich's mind, probably caused by the stimulation of the Omega pheromone so close, his first and last thoughts were—"Heinrich, I'm pregnant! "

However, he knew that it was impossible, that gene correction cannot be done when progesterone rises. The fact that Celia was able to stand here meant that he missed his hand at the beginning, and the chance of infertility in the estrus period was less than one percent, and he just happened to catch up with him.

This terrible mistake is enough to make any Alpha feel ashamed, and the emperor is no exception—however, thinking of these at this moment, some secret happiness and regret flashed in his heart.

Thankfully no kids.

In this way, Celia will not threaten him with the child, and he will not have to bear any pain of giving up his flesh and blood.

In this position, many things cannot be loved or hated by oneself, but just like watching Celia commit suicide on Red Saturn fifty years ago, although she made the most correct choice for the current situation, the pain and regret in her heart will never Nor will it subside. For a man like Heinrich, he can do everything to avoid such a dilemma; but if luck does not bring this choice to him, his own feelings must come last. one.

Heinrich breathed a sigh of relief almost inaudibly: "Except for that... I can bear whatever you say."

Celia obviously didn't understand what he meant, but she also patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's actually nothing."

His hand naturally slid down Heinrich's arm, and then gently grabbed the emperor's hand.

For an instant, Heinrich felt warm in his heart, and then suddenly felt something was wrong, but it was too late—

Celia's right pupil was instantly blood-red, and countless black lines gushed out of his eye sockets, extending along his arm to the hands they clasped. Then Heinrich felt his palm burn!

Just like a red-hot iron chain suddenly locked the wrist bones, the black lines instantly wrapped around the hands of the two, and extended to his arms like lightning!

"Selia—" Heinrich shouted suddenly, trying to break free but found that he couldn't even move.

The black stripes locked them together like handcuffs!

The scarred man and the others rushed over immediately: "Your Majesty!"

Heinrich quickly calmed down, raised his hand to stop them, and looked up at Celia: "What's the use even if this is the case? You locked me, and it's not certain who will subdue who. This is all from the Ninth Fleet." Man, I really can't tie you up and take you back to the empire, you can't even run away..."

Celia made a silent movement, even with a slight smile in her eyes: "Look up, Heinrich."

The emperor raised his head in astonishment, only to see densely packed imperial fleets in the sky. He squinted his ice-blue eyes and searched for a long time, only to find a star of red light in the overlapping shadows of countless spaceships, like a signal light hanging in the sky, flickering very unnoticed.

"… what is that?"

All eyes were on Celia, who nodded politely and said, "The staff of the gods."

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As soon as these four words came out, the surrounding imperial officers all looked at each other in blank dismay.

Immediately afterwards, the scarred man pretended to be relaxed and laughed: "Marshal, didn't you hear that before? We have already controlled all the guns above C-level in the high-altitude fortress. It's within our grasp..."

"Your name is Isaac?"

The scarred man paused, "... yes."

"You are not from the league, and you must have never been trained by me before." Celia said to him, but her eyes did not look at him: "If you take time to be taken by me for a few days, you will not say such things in the future .”

Scar's face froze for a moment, but don't say he became angry from embarrassment. Before he had time to realize what it meant, Heinrich sneered: "D-class bracket gun—"

"There are hundreds of tubes of D-class bracket guns in the components of the Rod of the Gods. They can be separated from the high-altitude fortress independently, without the need to be guided by the ground operation platform, and they can freely attack ground targets during the fall. However, this bracket gun attack The firepower is extremely small, and the range is only five meters, because the firepower is weak and has already been eliminated by the empire." The emperor's handsome face was really cold at the moment: "This is the purpose of you tying me here? Aim the muzzle at yourself, and use the method of dying together To take me hostage?!"

Celia didn't answer, and the emperor sneered: "But don't forget that the bracket gun is useless once it hits the ground. Let me guess, will it take ten minutes to fall from this height? - Ten minutes later, the D-level bracket gun crashed, It's useless even if you push me into the muzzle! Celia, you have the confidence to persuade me to retreat within 600 seconds?!"

Speaker Kamas, Douglas and others on the high platform were relieved at first, but their hearts were in their throats instantly when they heard this, and they all looked at Celia involuntarily, hoping that he would suddenly say something.

However, Celia shook her head:

"What you saw was indeed a D-class bracket gun, but you were only half right."

"… What's the meaning?"

"The bracket cannon won't fire, but the parts on it can fall." Silia paused, then suddenly pulled off the silver cuff button on her wrist, stretched out her hand and said slowly: "—Axel Tungsten Gold .”

Everyone's expressions changed, and they saw that the cuff button was an extremely small silver ball. He crushed the ball with a click, and in a blink of an eye, a star streamed like a broken bamboo, "Bang!" A heavy sound fell from the sky like a bullet. Celia's hand shot straight into the floor!

The force of the impact was no different from hitting the ground with a machine gun, and an invisible deep hole instantly pierced through the marble floor!

Several imperial officers stepped back half a step, their expressions changed.

"The bracket gun parts are made of Axel tungsten gold, which is extremely magnetic and easy to be guided. Because it contains tungsten strips, the impact force is extremely strong. As long as a piece as big as a fingernail falls from the sky, it is enough to knock the ground Pedestrians on it were smashed into a mass of flesh and blood... so its performance is backward and unstable, and it has been disabled by major galaxies fifty years ago."

Celia bit off the other cuff button and shook it with her fingertips:

"This guide ball is very fragile. It can be broken, shaken, heated, or damp. Heinrich, if you don't order the troops to retreat, the Axel tungsten gold smaller than a button tens of thousands of meters above the sky will be destroyed." It will fall from the muzzle and shoot you and me through in the blink of an eye..."

"... Then we will all die here, tomorrow and today will be our death day."

There was a dead silence around, and then the man with the scar rushed up to grab the ball, but Celia threw it into his mouth first, and smiled lightly between his teeth.

The man with the scar immediately froze in place, not knowing how to move—

If only it was a bomb, he could shoot Celia to death if he didn't want to! But now such a small guide ball, even if he shot Celia in the head, the blood spurting out of his mouth can still make it start!

"Come... come!" The man with the scar turned his head and yelled, "Notify the fighter team to take off to search for the D-class bracket gun! Hurry up!"

However, Celia was faster than him: "Kaleyan! Where is the Legion of Glory?"

The scarred man said angrily: "The Glorious Legion has been completely controlled by our army's tail in the atmosphere..." He suddenly realized something, his voice suddenly paused, and cold sweat streamed down his temples.

Tens of thousands of meters above the atmosphere, the Shining Legion and the Imperial Army’s tails faced each other far away, and none of the planes dared to move an inch between them—it wasn’t that the Imperial Army controlled the Shining Legion, but the Shining Legion blocked the Imperial Army from passing through the atmosphere. The only way to that deadly tungsten!

From the landing of the Imperial Army, all the details seemed to be calculated, and it has been performed according to Celia's script until now!

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"... Celia," Heinrich opened his mouth slowly after a long time, and asked in a low voice, "You are willing to risk your own life because of me?"

If you listen carefully to these words, they actually contain all kinds of indescribable emotions such as shock, regret, emotion, and relief, but no one around has the thought to appreciate them carefully. Everyone stared at Celia nervously, for fear that if he accidentally gnawed the guide ball, the supreme military commanders of the empire and the alliance would die in front of them on the spot.

"If you ask me, I actually don't care much." Unexpectedly, Celia's voice was very calm, and there was even a bit of open-mindedness: "I am not unique to the alliance. There are many outstanding generals, Kaleyan can take over my position as the marshal; although Douglas is a coward who seeks fame, and Markus is timid and has no opinions, the Alliance Council can't play any game without the Dark Star Hall. In other words, at most a few years after the general election, the government will be changed.”

"But you are different, Heinrich—you are the only core of the imperial government, who will be the emperor if you kill you? In order to check and balance the founding generals who revolted with you from the alliance, you specially trained Isaac Then, because the military department is too large, they deliberately indulge the elders of the parliament to use political means to restrict the army. All kinds of intricate forces are entangled, and no one can control this huge empire except the emperor, but if Is the emperor dead?"

"You don't have an heir, Heinrich." Celia paused, then said calmly, "—so now, you don't dare to make any jokes with your own life."

No one spoke around, and everyone lowered their heads.

Heinrich's icy blue eyes stared at Celia closely, as if he wanted to see directly into his heart through his eyeballs: "...Why Kaleyan?"

"what?"

"There are thousands of people in the Union Army, why is Kaleyan replacing you?"

This question seems a bit difficult to answer, Celia said: "Because—"

He suddenly stopped talking, and after a moment of silence, he shook his head: "It's useless to say these things now, Heinrich. Either you and I will die on the spot together, or the empire will withdraw its troops and wait for peace talks. You choose."

·

It seemed as if a century had passed, and everyone around was sweating several times before hearing Heinrich's hoarse voice: "Isaac."

"yes-"

"Notify the Ninth Fleet to withdraw all troops."

The man with the scar gave a military salute without saying a word, and led the surrounding imperial soldiers out of the auditorium. The airship above the roof threw ropes to pull them up, and soon the emperor's order was broadcast throughout the entire fleet along with the radio waves. Countless warships in the night sky gathered into a torrent and quickly flew high into the sky.

The Glorious Legion monitored the retreat process all the way, and constantly fed back various situations to Kaleyan through the optical brain.

I don't know how long it took, the Ninth Fleet finally completely broke away from the atmosphere of Venus Mercury, and stationed outside the atmosphere of Venus Mercury like a swarm of bees; the Alliance Space Fortress finally resumed operation after being hacked for several hours.

Only the imperial airship was still hanging above the auditorium, and the man with the scar grabbed the rope and jumped down, asking coldly, "Is it ready now?"

Only then did Kaleyan raise his head, and gestured to Celia Yaoyao to get it done.

The Emperor of the Empire and the Marshal of the Alliance were still standing in the open space with their hands clasped. Heinrich looked at himself and then at Celia, and suddenly felt an untimely sense of absurdity: "What are you going to do next? Follow me Back to the empire together?"

"..."

"That piece of tungsten gold can't travel through space and shoot to the empire, right? Or are you going to pack me up and throw me into space, then clap your hands and leave?"

"..."

Just when Heinrich wondered if he really intended to do this, Celia smiled strangely: "I just want you to untie Bi An."

Qu An shimmered like an ordinary bracelet, and Heinrich was a little suspicious: "You should know that no one in the alliance can drive or dismantle 3S mechas?"

"I asked you to give it to him," Celia pointed at the man with the scar, and then turned to point to the huge imperial airship above his head: "I will leave the alliance with you in the airship, and others can drive Bi An to go wherever they want...Of course I guess they'll still follow."

When these words came out, not only Heinrich, but even the man with the scar was a little dazed.

What kind of medicine is sold in the marshal's gourd

But at this moment, the man with the scar had completely given up guessing. He only heard Heinrich's strange silence for a few seconds, and Chi asked, "Selia, if you want to elope—"

The members of the alliance hid far away, and only the man with the scar was nearby. Hearing this at first, his first reaction was to be funny, but then he suddenly realized something, looked at Celia suddenly, and his eyes slowly widened.

"Yeah, I can't wait to elope with you!" Celia couldn't help laughing, and stretched out her hand to pat the emperor's handsome face with a smile: "—but that will have to wait, now I need the star map in the imperial battleship... I'm going to the Nether Sky Star."

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All the crew members in the battleship evacuated, and the man with the scar took them aboard Bi An. Before taking off, he turned his head and stared at Celia several times, his eyes filled with indescribable horror.

Celia didn't react, and teased casually: "Do you really want to go with me? The Union Army is not treated well, and I'm afraid that you will be wronged."

Unexpectedly, the man with the scar was uncharacteristically, shaking his head tremblingly and shaking his head: "No wrong, no wrong... No, no, no, you are joking, I mean I am loyal to the empire..."

Celia didn't say anything, but Heinrich, who was loyal to his subordinates, snorted, and the man with the scar immediately shrank his head and got into the cockpit of the mecha, not daring to say a word.

The huge warship was completely vacated by the emperor and the marshal, and the sanitation, medical, and drinking water service systems were all on standby. The star map had been automatically set to the direction of the Nether Sky Star. In order to prevent Celia from suddenly using the electromagnetic gun on the ship to attack Qu An, the firepower system in the battleship has been disarmed, but the eyes of everyone are still worried, watching the emperor and the marshal disappear at the end of the bridge .

The battleship will generate a route based on the star map and complete basic autopilot. Silia stood in the empty operation hall, looking at the brand-new navigation system, polished navigation equipment, and rows of intricate podiums under her feet. She didn't know what she was thinking, but shook her head as if sighing.

"Much more advanced than the Alliance?" Heinrich said bluntly.

"You hate the alliance so much?" Celia asked without answering.

"If you mean coalition regimes, yes, I hate that."

Celia stopped talking, lowered her eyelashes and quietly watched the changing star map on the screen.

The battleship took off with a bang in the dull vibration, first gliding in mid-air, then slowly pulled up, and quickly swept towards the atmosphere in an almost horizontal lift. The gravity system greatly buffered the pressure in the cabin. The moment he broke through the atmosphere, Celia only staggered a little, and then grabbed the railing to stand firm.

The battleship is rushing towards the interstellar space, and the high-altitude fortress "Scepter of God" has been left far behind. At this time, there is no need to continue to hold hostages. Celia closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the dark star warrior pattern faded from his body without a sound, crawled back to his shoulders and neck along his wrists, and then disappeared into the black eyes. Hitomi.

The shackles were finally released, and Celia drew back the hand that was locked with Heinrich; but before he could say anything, his eyes suddenly blurred, and then—bang!

There was a sudden sharp pain in the back of his head, and after a few seconds of dizziness, he realized that he was pushed hard against the wall by Heinrich. Throw that cufflink aside!

With a snap, the guide ball was smashed into pieces. Before Celia could say anything, Heinrich grabbed his collar and asked, "Why are there no children?!"

"what?"

"Why is there no child, didn't I shoot it all?!"

"..." Celia said: "How do I know, just ask yourself."

He pushed Heinrich away, but before he could walk away, he was grabbed back, and then he was pressed against the wall by this strong Alpha and kissed him heavily. Biting and licking the hot lips and tongue, the pleasure went straight to the brain like an electric current, every inch of the nerve endings trembled and curled up, almost making one's knees weak and difficult to stand still.

The tongues tangled and rubbed together in the mouth, and the touch immediately aroused all the pheromones in the two people's bodies, and they were completely released within a few seconds. The tide in his body was so fierce and he couldn't wait, the breath belonging to Alpha and Omega immediately merged together, exuding a soul-stirring sweet fragrance.

Heinrich's pupils turned completely dark blue, and that ink-like dark color seemed to hide indescribable intense emotions. He hugged Celia hard against the wall, stretched out his hand and grabbed his chin, panting Lick and kiss his neck and throat emphatically.

"Do you know," his voice sounded indistinct between the intense movements, "I have a way...to make you..."

Celia only felt a burst of blankness in his mind, and Alpha pheromone controlled his thoughts like an addictive poison, making him almost forget what he was doing. In a trance, he heard a rapid and longing gasp, the sound was both familiar and unfamiliar, and it took a long time for his almost paralyzed brain to realize that it was actually himself.

"Lion..." He struggled to utter a few words: "Lion... griffin!"

The red gold earrings suddenly turned into a whirlwind, dragged Heinrich out and pushed him down in the armchair, and then locked him on the back of the chair with a click

"Griffin!!"

The emperor's eyes were burning red, and the veins on his neck were bruised. It looked quite scary. The Griffin swallowed his saliva and said cautiously: "I, I, I—I can't help it..."

Celia gasped against the wall for a long while before recovering, her body was still a little weak, she could only support the wall and barely stood up straight, her face was still flushed with excitement or shame: "What's going on with you?!"

Seeing this scene, Heinrich wanted to grit his teeth, and he forced himself to endure for a long time before the bloodshot eyes slowly faded away, "What's going on?"

"You suddenly..."

"Why name Kaleyan?!"

Celia was stunned, feeling a little absurd in her heart: "This is a matter within the alliance—"

"He is not qualified at all! He is not worthy of anything!" Heinrich paused, but still couldn't help roaring: "There are thousands of people in the Alliance Army! Why do you want to 'designate' Kaleyan?!"

There was silence in the hall, and Celia frowned at Heinrich, with an indescribably complex look in her eyes.

After a long time, he turned his gaze away and said calmly, "Because the person I wanted to appoint is now impossible."