What?You say His Majesty is a war criminal! !

Chapter 132 Sacrifice and Redemption (Please subscribe)

The Julyflower ship.

There was silence here in the bridge hall.

Only the hum of machinery echoed.

Everyone who witnessed the victory of the Galactic Empire was speechless.

Their eyes widened and their mouths opened wide, as if some kind of magic had been cast, and they were frozen in place.

I thought that the fall of the Galactic Empire was a foregone conclusion.

Who would have thought that the final outcome would be like this! !

The Galactic Empire suffered the destruction of their Second Fleet.

Drop the Second Legion into War Moon for ground melee combat.

Paralyzing the War Moon with a tragic sacrifice, he also eliminated the Sith Lord, launched a gang-hopping war against other Sith warships, and completely reversed the situation.

Due to the madness of the Second Legion of the Galactic Empire, the morale of the Sith army collapsed during the battle.

Later, they even ran away, or their legs weakened when they saw the flaming flag.

Some Sith warships were destroyed by detonated reactors during the fighting between the two sides.

Some also fell into the hands of the Galactic Empire and became their spoils of war.

The remaining Sith ships are evacuating the system.

The Galactic Empire achieved final victory.

The whole thing turned out to be so magical that it was unbelievable.

They all give people an unreal feeling.

"What do you think? Congressman." Paul asked.

Bi Kena put away her shocked expression and returned her attention to the projection screen in front of her.

"How can I watch? I stand and watch!! Where is the Chamber of Commerce's fleet?"

"According to the efficiency of the Blackstone Council, they are probably still discussing the assembly plan."

Paul's words left Bikona speechless for a while.

It is true that plans are still being discussed.

The efficiency of the Chamber of Commerce is really impressive.

Not being able to set out was a good thing, the Sith Empire had already been defeated so miserably.

The Chamber of Commerce fleet is here, and it will probably meet the same fate.

"Send them a message and stop gathering. It's just a useless effort. If the Chamber of Commerce fleet comes, you will die." Bikena lowered her voice and said: "I will restart negotiations with the Galaxy Empire and strive to let the Blackstone Joint Trade Chamber of Commerce become a Join the Galactic Empire with dignity."

Hearing Bikena's words, Paul and other members of the envoy showed expressions of disbelief.

"You don't have a fever, right? Congressman?" asked an official from the mission: "If the Galactic Empire also joins us, why should we join the Galactic Empire?"

"Because they can hit better than us, and their fists are bigger than ours. Why? Why can they blow the butts of those lords in the parliament?"

Bi Kena was speechless at the stupidity of her teammates.

Didn’t you see that the Sith Empire had such a huge advantage, but it was destroyed alive?

Such a huge month of war fell into the hands of the Galactic Empire.

Why can you even ask? ?

Are your brains filled with paste? ?

"Such a negotiation will definitely not get the support of the parliament." Seeing the somewhat annoyed Bikona, the members of the envoy on the side lowered their voices and said, "How about we send a message to ask for opinions."

"Then don't support it. The Andrau family will choose to join the Galactic Empire anyway." Bikna glanced at the many members of the envoy. "You can make up your own mind. I will inform the Parliament and myself of the matters here in detail." Father. You can negotiate with me, or you don’t have to go. Anyway, I will negotiate on behalf of the Andrau family, with three planetary worlds in Lasko, twenty-six satellite colonies, and a population of 160 billion. Negotiate with the Galactic Empire."

"are you crazy?"

Paul's eyes widened.

Shocked by this lady congresswoman's decision.

The Andrau family is the ruling family of the Lascaux system.

He was the leader of a group of Lascaux nobles.

Such negotiations will definitely be criticized.

Bikona glanced at Paul and other members of the envoy and said in a serious tone.

"The Blackstone Joint Trade Chamber of Commerce cannot defeat the Galactic Empire. Even though the Galaxy Empire is still very small now, it is not even a fraction of the Blackstone Chamber of Commerce. It has not even been able to build a void defense. But its power is obvious to all, and it will Rising up in the galaxy at an extremely fast speed, the fate of the Blackstone Joint Trade Chamber of Commerce has been destined to be crushed."

"Then there's no need to join the Galactic Empire." Someone next to him said in a low voice, "Cooperation or alliance is fine."

"The Galactic Empire is still very weak. It has powerful technology and powerful warriors, but its industrial capabilities have not yet developed. Do you think we will still be qualified to negotiate when they have dozens of galaxies under their control? We will still be qualified to put forward conditions. Is it?? By then, just keeping us alive will probably be a great gift. I am a businessman, and I know when to invest to get the most benefit."

Bi Kena glanced at everyone present.

"The Andrau family's ability to rule the Lascaux galaxy and make those nobles willingly loyal does not rely on barbaric strength and luck, but because we have a keen investment vision. The Andrau family will always make the right choice. You Just take care of yourself."

After leaving these words, Bikena turned and left, preparing to discuss matters.

The Holy Emperor of the Galactic Empire is expanding his territory outside.

It is destined that the territory of the Galactic Empire will expand at an extremely fast speed.

Here, the Second Legion led by Bai Qi defeated another attack by the Sith Empire, and the Moon of War fell into their hands.

Even if the Second Army is suffering heavy casualties now, it doesn't matter.

As long as they are given some time to reorganize the legion and repair the damaged ships, they can once again have terrifying combat effectiveness.

Joining the Galactic Empire will be the Andrau family's biggest investment.

The harvest will also be the most abundant.

The Galactic Empire rises.

The Andrau family will also become the rulers of a small galaxy.

Suddenly became a contender for the core power of the galaxy.

As for the abolition of the inheritance system, Bikena is not very worried.

What the Imperial Code abolished was merely the inheritance of tangible wealth.

There is no way to abolish the empire of invisible wealth through codification.

When a family's power reaches a certain level, tangible wealth becomes secondary.

Political influence, the right to speak, and the entanglements of interests between different family forces, these are the most precious things.

Wealth is the leeks in the leek field.

Now that you have mastered the leek field, are you still worried about not having any leeks?

Let other forces make the noise! !

With the current situation of the Galactic Empire, the Lasko galaxy controlled by the Andrau family has a population of 160 billion, a sound industrial system, massive resources, etc., the improvement of the empire's strength is definitely visible to the naked eye.

The Andrau family, which is the first to negotiate, will have a correspondingly greater say.

Can negotiate more rights.

Win more chips in future power struggles.

city ​​of freedom.

The war is won.

But there wasn't much cheering.

Just because the price paid for this victory was too heavy.

The Second Fleet was nearly destroyed.

The Second Corps suffered more than 70% casualties.

The number is even smaller than the number of the Third Legion, which was formed mainly with Rangers later.

Some injuries were so severe that they had to be placed on life support.

In time, these dying people become part of the Iron Knight program.

Legionnaires are tenacious. Under the protection of their armor, they can live for a long time even if most of their torso is missing.

The Iron Knight Project was born for this purpose.

The legionnaires who have lost most of their bodies and are basically no different from dead people will be sent into various types of mechas.

Let steel be their body.

Continue to fight alongside their comrades.

This is the Iron Knight Project.

As for why flesh and blood regeneration technology is not used.

The reason is that the flesh and blood genes of legionnaires have been specially reshaped.

Once the damage exceeds 70%, it is difficult to restore.

The Empire has flesh and blood regeneration technology.

It is not difficult to regenerate a severed limb.

But the bodies of legionnaires are formed by artificial intervention.

It cannot be accomplished through the growth of its own genes.

If the injury is too serious, there is no way to use flesh and blood regeneration technology to replenish the body.

The reshaped flesh and blood body will be rejected, causing the body to collapse.

As for using mechanical technology to supplement the body, it is not a good idea.

Putting aside adaptability, follow-up maintenance, and various issues.

Mechanical prosthetics of overall high quality that rival Storm augmentation surgery are expensive.

The combat effectiveness of Storm Warriors relies on improvements in all aspects, and combined with power armor, it becomes a war weapon that kills people when blocked, and kills Buddha when blocked.

Using mechanical prostheses on the market, this legionnaire would basically be retired.

He has lost his fighting ability.

If ordinary mechanical prosthetics were comparable to the Stormtrooper's body, the Stormtrooper would not have won so many victories.

Only mechanical prostheses containing the most sophisticated human technology can give the reformers a reaction speed and combat effectiveness comparable to that of Stormtroopers.

One arm, one arm is acceptable.

However, the mechanical prostheses covering most of the body are too sophisticated, making them expensive, and maintenance is even more expensive.

The price was so high that the army could not afford it.

Training a new warrior is probably only a fraction of the cost.

Those soldiers could either put on a set of ordinary prosthetics that they could live with and retire directly.

Or just stuff the life-sustaining device into the mecha and continue fighting.

More than half of the Sith fleet's ships were captured, and a large number of Sith threw down their weapons and surrendered to the Galactic Empire.

All the prisoners were interrogated.

After getting the information they wanted, the Empire simply executed most of the high-ranking Sith officers.

This is used to bury the imperial heroes who died in battle.

It also prevents those captives from wanting to resist.

Bai Qi stood in front of the observation window of a Sith battleship captured by the empire.

Looking out into the vast void.

The battle is all over, now comes the ending.

The destroyed ships are being salvaged.

Small industrial spaceships used for repairs and mining moved back and forth in space, working like a swarm of bees.

On larger, more complete ships, a large number of small maintenance machines are anchored like barnacles.

As their mechanical arms move, blue sparks will occasionally burst out in the void.

The frames of battleships are generally constructed of high-density adamantine.

Energy reactors will also be set up dispersedly.

Use thick and solid barriers to isolate it. Even if an explosion occurs, it will not completely destroy the warship.

Repairing enemy warships is now a daily routine for the Empire.

After all, according to the empire's current productivity, it takes too long to produce new ships.

"congratulations."

A voice came.

Bai Qi looked over following the voice, and the melancholy expression disappeared, replaced by respect.

"His Majesty."

The one who spoke was the supreme ruler of the Galactic Empire, the destined savior of mankind, the god who walked the world, the Holy Emperor.

He just stood there.

People passing by were unaware of this.

It was as if the Holy Emperor existed in a different time and space from them.

Bai Qi knew that this was a spiritual projection, and only he could see it.

"You have won this victory." Qin Zheng walked to the position side by side with Bai Qi and looked at the imperial personnel who were working hard in the void.

"But our sacrifices were also great. The Second Fleet was almost crippled, and Captain Haggis also died in the battle. More than 70% of the legion soldiers died in the battle."

Bai Qi's tone showed pain.

"This is war, Bai Qi. I used to be the commander-in-chief, and I usually decide who lives and who sacrifices. But now, it's just up to you." Qin Zheng said lightly: "There is no sacrifice that cannot be made. Accept it, everything is for a more meaningful future.”

"Did you know!! Before I ruled Liberty City, a war broke out between the two camps. Countless refugees were hiding in the ruins of Haiqing District. There were a bunch of refugees where the base traded with other forces."

"Those refugees lacked food and clean water, and just living made them exhausted. Once, I left the base to trade, and when I stepped off the train, a little girl collapsed in front of me , she was still very young, skinny, dying, and about to die. And I was watching from a distance, knowing that I could save her if I wanted to. Give her food, give her water, and even bring her back to the camp. Let her have a happy life."

"But I didn't do it. I just left and went to do my business. When I went back, the girl was dead, and her body became meat in someone else's pot. Whenever there is no one, I always think I will ask myself, is that the right thing to do, I turned a blind eye to a poor person and let her die in front of me."

"I have never gotten an answer, and I may never get an answer again in my life. I will endure mental torture and moral torture throughout my life. But I have never regretted it, because I saved that little girl. There would be the empire we have today. Kindness is a virtue, but philanthropic kindness is a cruel virtue. We have to give priority to the interests of the collective rather than our own conscience. When you stand where you are now, ruthless fairness is The greatest mercy.”

"Those who died sacrificed, but in exchange for something more important, that is the meaning of their death."

Bai Qi lowered his head.

His guilt and pain did not diminish.

But because of Qin Zheng's words, something else grew in his heart.

Killing is not cruel, but to prevent more killings.

"Be prepared." Qin Zheng put his hand on Bai Qi's shoulder, "The Sith Empire must pay with blood, and this task will be left to you to complete."

These words made Bai Qi stunned for a moment before he spoke.

"But we don't have enough ships!"

"There will be some soon." Qin Zheng said with a smile: "What we won in this war is not just these dilapidated ships, there will be ships soon. Be prepared, there are still three thousand left in the Second Army If all the legion soldiers are strengthened, the reserve can be restored to about 6,000, which is enough to maintain the offensive against the Sith Empire."

Bai Dian nodded.

He didn't know where the ships for the expedition to the Sith Empire would come from.

But the Holy Emperor almost never missed it. If he said there would be a ship, there would be a ship.

Qin Zheng's figure disappeared.

It's like it never happened.

"Legion Commander, there is an urgent matter." A communications officer came over and said.

Bai Qi raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The members of the Blackstone Chamber of Commerce would like to talk about their joining the Galactic Empire. Mr. Juba is in poor health. He hopes that you can attend with him."

Bai Qi was stunned for a moment by the communications officer's words.

Could this be what the Holy Emperor said someone would send the ship to? !

All observation windows have been put down with heavy metal baffles to prevent anyone from looking directly into the subspace, which would cause trouble for navigation.

From the gap in the baffle, you can see bright blood-like light pouring into the cabin.

It was as if the entire warp was bleeding.

The fleet leader of the first fleet, Elsa, examined the projected hologram in front of her with a solemn gaze.

The bridge was extremely busy.

Noisy sounds echoed on the slightly dim bridge.

Qin Zheng was sitting on the throne, his whole body shrouded in light, guiding the direction of the fleet.

This time, after arriving at his destination, he did not get up, but still sat on the throne, distracted to deal with other things.

"The coordinates provided by the Holy Emperor have been locked, and we have reached the designated area."

"The energy reactor is ready and can enter real space at any time."

The shouting continued.

Symbols bouncing around the projection screen and data windows are also becoming more frequent.

"Then let us go in, and another world will be saved by the Empire."

Elsa said.

"Migrate now and start the physical space propulsion engine."

"Prepare to turn off the Geller force field and turn on the quantum deflector shield."

"The fire control program has been activated, and the scanning array is waiting for new task assignments."

"The psychic detector is normal."

"The phase radar array is normal."

[All personnel please secure yourself and enter the safety facility. About to enter the physical universe, countdown to 10, 9. 】

The mechanical prompt also sounded.

Mixed in with the shouts of many bridge personnel.

3.

2.

1.

The countdown is over.

The ship shuddered, and the staff on the bridge strapped themselves to their seats.

The vision slowly becomes blurry.

The people next to him also turned into ghosts of different colors.

Everyone seemed to be covered with a vague film.

Reality and illusion are blurred at this moment.

With the high-pitched whine of the battleship's engine and the groan of metal machinery.

The Imperial Light broke through the warp and entered the material world.

Only the Navigator and the Holy Emperor can look directly into the subspace. Others can only feel through the strong vibrations of the ship that they are leaving the illusory subspace and entering the real universe.

"The jump was successful and all ships have successfully arrived in real space."

"The quantum shield has been raised, the wide-area scan has been started, and the situation of the target galaxy is being collected."

"Open the flap," Elsa shouted.

The reinforced armor plate in front of the observation window was slowly raised.

Allowing people to look directly at the terrifying scene of the real universe.

Like the satellite stars of the Regulus system, this planet's stars have become embedded in a warp rift.

That crack exudes a sickly light, and the closer it goes to the middle, the more it turns to a corrupted yellow-white color.

Located in the central area of ​​the crack are the stars of this galaxy.

The surface of the star is full of black spots and red lines.

The crack overall looked like a devil's eye.

Scattered space station wreckage and abandoned battleships can be seen everywhere in the galaxy.

Those huge subspace creatures are entrenched in the subspace cracks.

Sometimes he would wave his tentacles and whip the endless void.

It makes the entire real space look a little sick.

The detection array collected enough information and drew a holographic projection on the holographic stage.

A star's main sequence is in its prime.

It has three children.

Two gas giants and one Earth-like planet.

At the edge of the galaxy, there is a layer of nebula that serves as a natural protective embankment.

The clouds glowed with arcs of plasma.

From the perspective of the first fleet, it is very beautiful, exuding brilliant brilliance, like a dream.

But anyone who knows a little bit about the inside story will only think that it is a place of death.

The nebula contains intense radiation that will interfere with incoming ships and damage electronic components.

"how is the situation?"

A heavy footsteps mixed with a dull, serious voice sounded.

"Commander Wang Ben."

After Elsa saluted the other party, she opened her mouth to introduce the situation.

"Everything is going well so far. According to the scan, the void power of the target galaxy should also be a world with backward technology and decay."

Wang Bian was slightly disappointed when he heard this.

Such a battle would not satisfy his warriors at all.

They need a strong opponent.

To vent the accumulated irritability in my heart.

<divclass="contentadv">He looked at the screen in front of Elsa.

It shows the entire fleet of galaxies.

Weapon storage capacity, propulsion speed, food reserves, psychic feedback, plasma, and various high-energy particle active phenomena, etc. are all included.

This allows Elsa to fully grasp the fleet's information and fleet's situation.

"Unusual psychic readings detected, oh my god, giant structure found, scanning it."

Wang Ben noticed this voice.

"show me."

Elsa reached out and clicked.

An interface opens, displaying the scanned items.

Everyone exclaimed quietly.

Because it was an unimaginably huge ship.

It is comparable in size to a satellite or a large asteroid.

In the middle is a huge circular structure, with giant mountain-like hulls extending out on all sides.

The extended hull is shorter at the left and right ends.

The front and back ends are a little longer.

The whole thing looks like a ring cross.

The circular area has huge buildings built in the up and down direction.

There are towering spiers and intricate arch bridges intertwined.

The extended hull of the giant battleship also has a docking port.

It is enough to accommodate a dozen battleships and hundreds of cruisers.

From the scanned image, you can see that the hull carries the emblem of the Human Alliance.

Even though so much time has passed, they have not faded at all.

Obviously this is a great creation belonging to mankind.

Now it is abandoned here.

Its controllers and owners have long since died in the era of eternal night crisis.

Traces of supernatural blasphemy litter the great warship.

The ship's hull made of steel and rock was covered with squirming flesh.

A huge eye grows on the tip of the tallest tower.

Countless flesh and blood covered the spire, making it merge with the eyes.

The giant eyes stared into the endless void.

Showing malice.

That look was disgusting.

Monsters have robbed humanity of its glory, distorted and desecrated it.

unforgivable crime.

Next to that giant ship.

Sometimes there will be twisted monsters flying and wandering with wings waving.

They ignore the coldness of the void and the high-energy radiation of the universe.

This is yet another true example of the subspace's violation and distortion of reality.

"We have to recapture it." Wang Ben pointed at the twisted giant ship, "It is the legacy of the Human Alliance and should belong to the Empire, instead of being left there to be desecrated and polluted by those monsters."

"This battle is more difficult for you, you don't have many psykers." Elsa said: "The ship has been poisoned by the power of the subspace, and it takes psykers or soulless people to deal with them. "

"It's better to seize control of the planet first and start repairing reality from the place where the influence of subspace is weak."

"Such a battle is boring. A civilization that can't even enter the starry sky is too weak." Wang Ben was a little unhappy.

"There is no other way," said Elsa.

"Maybe let him try it."

A divine voice interrupted the conversation between the two.

At some point, the Holy Emperor had left his throne and walked behind the two of them.

"His Majesty."

"His Majesty."

The two of them saluted Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng waved his hand.

"I will ask Xu Fu to support the First Army." Qin Zheng looked at Wang Ben, "The largest core reactor inside the battleship is harboring a terrible subspace creature. It is the source of pollution for that ship and also our target world. If we don't clean up the source of pollution, we won't be able to truly capture the target planet. Let your subordinates prepare for war. Most of them will be devoted to the battle to recover the giant battleship, and a small number will be used to recover the target world."

Wang Ben nodded.

A smile appeared on his face.

Turned and left.

Qin Zheng turned to look at Elsa.

"Split the fleet in two and let's go to the target planet."

"Understood." Elsa didn't have any doubts. She turned around and shouted to the communication drone floating beside her, conveying instructions to each ship and separating the fleet.

The sound of metal hitting stone echoed through the majestic church building.

Karta tried his best to squeeze every ounce of strength he had and knocked on the solid stone in front of him.

Red blood dripped down his dirty body.

Pain and exhaustion tormented him at the same time.

Around him, thousands of the same men were hard at work, shouldering the burden of hard labor.

They were building a temple to the holy Lord of Sufferers.

Foremans wearing ritual robes and armed with long whips wandered around the construction site, sometimes using their whips to whip those peons who didn't work hard enough.

Whips whirred in the air.

As soon as the whip went down, horrific scars appeared on the bodies of the ragged laborers.

The temple has begun to take shape.

The overall outline is complete and only the final touches remain.

The pruning will be done quickly.

But no peon is happy about this.

Because the work is endless.

Even if this temple is built, there will be another one, endless.

They work all their lives until they die.

Karta was in a daze.

The pickaxe in his hand failed to hit the stone.

The sharp sound of whips sounded immediately.

The spiked whip fell on Karta's back, tearing his back with ease.

It made him scream in pain.

Karta was so painful that she shed tears.

But he didn't dare to look back and could only continue to hit the stone in front of him to show that he was working hard.

After waiting for a long time, but no whip came down, Karta mustered up the courage to take a glance.

An overseer in fine robes stood nearby.

That dark, rotten face was covered with abscesses, and those fanatical eyes were terrifying.

The hand holding the whip was covered in blisters and rotten scars, which was very disgusting.

Carta was so frightened that she almost lost her wits.

Don't dare to look again.

He could only continue to hit the stone hard.

After a while, the supervisor walked away.

Karta was almost in tears because of the aftermath.

Those priest overseers of the twisted church are extremely crazy, and beating people to death is not an uncommon thing here.

"No!! I will repent, please don't do that to me."

The sound of fear came not far away.

Karta was tapping and looking into the distance with horrified eyes.

An erring peon is caught by two rotting overseers in fine robes.

Drag towards the thorn pile standing at the edge of the site.

There are some thorn stakes on which the sufferers have been hung.

Those unlucky ones who make mistakes will have their hands and feet fixed with sharp iron thorns and tied to wooden stakes full of spikes and barbs.

They did not die immediately, they were still struggling and twisting their broken bodies.

Blood flowed along the spikes and barbs, soaking in the wooden stakes that emitted the pungent smell of blood.

Their mouths were gagged, but the twisted expressions on their faces showed just how painful this torture was.

No one dared to speak.

No one dared to plead for mercy.

Those who dared to come forward have been tortured to death by the Twisted Church using the most cruel methods.

The Twisted Church has ruled this world for sixteen hundred years.

According to the records of the Twisted Church, 1,600 years ago, humans lived in dark years without the guidance of the Mother Goddess.

Until a young man felt that human beings were too sinful to be happy, so he knelt under a tree and prayed devoutly, hoping to be saved.

His sincerity moved the Mother Goddess and a miracle came to him.

Countless thorns grew out of the tree and wrapped around the young man's body.

Even though his whole body was entangled with thorns, stained with blood, and his body was broken, the young man smiled and was happy.

The young man gradually merges with the tree and develops eternal joy.

Seeing this miracle, people knelt down and prayed, and the twisted belief in the Mother Goddess was born.

The first miracle manifester was also called the Lord of Suffering and the Twisted Father because of his twisted and painful appearance.

From this, the Twisted Church was born.

Believers in the Mother Tree derive pleasure from pain. The more terrible the pain, the more excited they are.

This characteristic makes them exceptionally strong and fearless of any pain.

The Twisted Church soon came to dominate the world.

The members of other churches were massacred.

Those who were unwilling to surrender were persecuted to death by the twisted church.

When they took complete control of the world, various strict dogmas were promulgated.

Anyone who violates the dogma and dares to speak ill of the Mother Goddess will be deemed a heretic and be burned alive, hanged, or tied to a thorn stake.

Some cities just didn't welcome the Twisted Church strongly enough, and all of them were burned to death or executed.

Under the rule of the Twisted Church, the entire world must serve the Mother Goddess and build churches and temples dedicated to her.

Every family had to pay a heavy religious tax.

Also have enough children.

Otherwise, they will be judged as heretics.

There is no art or entertainment in this world.

The purpose of every human being is to serve the Mother Goddess.

Some people are responsible for building the temple.

The other part is responsible for providing food, raising children, and providing new labor.

Under such slavery and oppression, magnificent palaces were built one after another.

Workers who did not work hard enough and those who failed to provide enough taxes were hanged or tortured to death.

Use the screams of the dead to warn others.

The consequences of disobeying and distorting the church and not being pious enough to the Mother Goddess.

"Another temple will be built, and the great Mother Goddess will be moved by our piety."

The priest-Ionia who stood high stretched out his arms with a pious face.

Unlike the rot and abscesses of male sacrifices.

As a woman, Ionia becomes more and more beautiful on the road to believing in the Mother Goddess.

The figure is graceful and sexy.

Skin as white as snow.

Skin is radiant.

Concave and convex.

The round place is round and full.

The places that should be erect are tall and soft.

When wearing the vacuum sacrificial robe, he looks even more charming.

"The Mother Goddess needs more sacrifices. Pain and desire are the best sacrifices."

Another priest next to him said.

"It's time for an orgy."

Ionia showed a cruel and strange smile.

She never minded her beautiful body being enjoyed and desecrated by those disgusting peons and slaves.

She loved hearing those guys gasp.

Watching the guys taking advantage of her, getting extremely orgyy and exciting.

When they reach the peak of happiness, Ionia will use the dagger that has been prepared to slit their throats.

That way, their blood would be the sweetest thing in the world.

"We really need a carnival, so that people in the world can reach the other side of the dreamland of happiness under the radiance of the Mother Goddess."

The priest held out his hands covered with sores and scars.

The hand even gave off a disgusting smell.

Tiny wriggling tentacles looked like worms all over the rotting flesh.

Ionia didn't feel the slightest disgust, but instead kissed her devoutly.

There was a happy, excited expression on his face.

As if the putrid pus was some kind of delicacy.

A dull bell rang.

It's time for a break.

Kalta let go of the pickaxe in his hand.

He didn't feel like his body was his own anymore.

All the strength has been squeezed out.

They put down the tools in their hands and mechanically followed the others to the exit of the construction site.

Food is being distributed at the gate of the construction site.

In order, they are water, soup, and food.

The peons formed a line and moved slowly.

The priest responsible for distributing the food was very patient.

Boring work is a pain.

And pain is the best gift to sacrifice to the mother goddess.

So they are very religious.

Kataga took the water with his hands, drank it, and then took the soup.

The drudge has no container and can only do this.

Calga drank all the water and soup and licked her muddy hands.

Water is precious.

Water is given regularly and quantitatively every day, and wasting it means you have to endure hunger and thirst.

No one would do that.

After getting your own food.

The guards drove them away with strange weapons.

Let them walk back to the cage-like camp.

It was like driving an animal back into a cage.

Kattar lay on a tattered straw mat.

I have long been accustomed to the stench of excrement and the smell of sweat on people's bodies.

On Holy Sacrifice Day every month, the Twisted Church would release water to allow them to wash their bodies, bathe, and perform Holy Sacrifice.

Other times, they won't take a shower.

No water and not that much energy.

Because daily labor has drained all their energy, they just want to sleep when they lie down.

Cat looked up and could see the view above the ruined camp.

Hundreds of shining points appeared in the dark sky, and then more.

They light up in the night, then go out, then light up again.

attracted his attention.

He didn't know what it was! !

I'm just curious about the flash of light in the dark night.

Not a moment.Exhaustion sets in.

Kattar fell asleep.

He had no idea how much those flashes of light would change his destiny.

The vastness of the void.

Fights are breaking out.

Subspace creatures that can travel in the void are swarming out and hovering in the void.

Trying to fight against the imperial warships.

They wanted to prevent the Empire from getting close to the huge battleship.

A strange and ugly creature with glowing tentacles and wings on its back howled in the void.

That sound violated the physical laws that sound must propagate through a medium in reality, propagating in a vacuum and even forming sound waves.

It flaps its wings that can drive the ether and glides quickly in the void.

The next second, it was directly evaporated by a luminous spear.

The same goes for its companions behind it.

A large area was instantly empty, with only the steam emitting from some wreckage and broken limbs.

The battleship trembled from time to time.

Let the staff on the ship follow suit.

Only the legion soldiers headed by Wang Ben could stand motionless.

The soldiers of the First Legion have completed their combat preparations.

Waiting for the opportunity to teleport.

The empire's warships are constantly pouring out various ammunition, turbo lasers and light spears, advancing against the waves of monsters.

"Enter the teleportation area and prepare to teleport."

The bridge commander's voice sounded in Wang Ben's ears through the communicator.

"Let's have a big fight, brothers." Wang Ben shouted: "Let those disgusting things know that we are here."

The sound fell, and the mechanical chorus also reached its peak at this time.

Light mixed with arcs covered them.

After a loud boom, everyone on the deck disappeared.

The cooling gas is ejected from the high-pressure pipeline to prevent the transmission machinery from being overloaded and burning.

The screen in the transmission control room was flooded with massive data information, and a message indicating successful transmission appeared.

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