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

Chapter 152 Those terrible lunatics (please subscribe)

While sitting on the throne.

Qin Zheng possesses terrible perception ability.

He can feel any slight changes in the entire field.

When the chosen "man of destiny" Dantes swung his sword to kill the first enemy.

Qin Zheng noticed a slight change.

The parasitized soul fell into his domain and was burned in the flames, turning into ashes along with the carat parasite.

He drew a bit of strength and pleasure from the other person's death.

This is the power of war.

When humans kill those enemies of humanity in his name.

He can then draw strength from the deaths of mankind's enemies.

It has to be said that he has started to go further and further down the path of the evil god.

Qin Zheng once felt that the Holy Eye would sacrifice to the big eyeball.

The feeling was so wonderful, like tasting indescribable food.

It was the same feeling when Dantes slaughtered the carat larvae.

It's just not that strong.

Blood sacrifices can strengthen the connection between evil gods and reality, and can also bring them pleasure.

No wonder every cult loves blood sacrifices.

The relationship is really happy and enjoyable.

Qin Zheng originally resisted blood sacrifice.

He didn't want the state religion he established to fight other cults and seize the right to speak, to sacrifice his own people.

In that case, what's the point of building a galactic empire? !

But now, the sacrifices are made by alien races and those human traitors.

He wasn't so resistant anymore.

It doesn’t feel unacceptable.

Qin Zheng suddenly thought of those evil gods.

Are they all the same idea? !

Anyway, they are not of the same race, so they can perform blood sacrifices as they wish! !

Just like in the past, humans would keep cows in dark breeding rooms for milk.

Pigs are raised in pens for pork, just so that they can grow meat quickly so that they can be killed.

Would humans consider that a crime?

Will they feel guilty?

Won't! !

Will they repent devoutly to those pigs who are trying their best to escape from the pig farm and just want to live?

Won't! !

Who cares whether the pig's last cry is a plea for life or an angry curse! !

There will be no true coexistence in the universe.

Especially when there is still subspace in the galaxy and the gods need sacrifices.

Coexistence is even more impossible.

There is never any good or evil in the universe.

There are only two options: live or be destroyed.

Those alien evil gods can use humans as blood sacrifices.

Qin Zheng can naturally use other races as blood sacrifices.

If he is strong enough in the future, it is not impossible to sacrifice those evil gods together.

This universe is a world where gods eat gods and gods eat humans.

There is no point in being hypocritical.

Qin Zheng took back his divergent thoughts.

He has never been a hypocritical person.

Protect human beings because human beings are his foundation and a community of interests.

The stronger the human being, the stronger he becomes.

Those alien races are not his foundation.

Even then, there will be a large-scale blood sacrifice.

There will be no psychological burden.

Qin Zhengke has never claimed to be a good person.

When he was still rising, he stole cars in Liberty City and worked as a mercenary to kill people.

He was also robbed several times.

Only if things develop quickly later, otherwise Qin Zheng would have to bear the name of a great robber of the galaxy.

Qin Zheng really had some ideas about robbing banks.

When he rose, he stepped on the bones of those people.

After establishing the Galactic Empire, he went all out to suppress and strangle those forces that dared to say no to him.

Countless people died at his hands.

Qin Zheng gathered his divergent thoughts and returned his attention to the Skull Throne.

Loyalists who die in battle will have their souls recovered.

The enemies who died in battle can become his nourishment.

If we don't destroy those alien races and human enemies, we will be sorry for the mechanism of the dream realm! !

The harder the beating, the more united humanity becomes.

The more power he gets.

This war power is really too cruel.

It is simply tempting him to become the most brutal race destroyer in the universe! !

From now on it’s all about killing!kill!kill!

Kill aliens!

The evil god’s followers kill! !

Kill the traitors who betray the interests of mankind! ! !

Kill a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, kill all the stars and be stained with blood.

The feedback from Dantes' killing made Qin Zheng more determined to cause trouble.

This war authority must be properly used.

You must learn to have big eyes and those evil god seniors in the Mother Tree of Desire.

Spread your religion throughout the galaxy.

When the time is right, he will take his fleet to conquer.

At that time, those enemies of mankind will either kneel down and sing conquest.

Either break the legs and force the other party to kneel down and sing Conquer.

Dantes in the real universe doesn't know.

He became a guinea pig.

When he slashed Vinard open with his sword, blood splattered on him.

The evil spirit in his heart has been released.

He went on a killing spree against his former fellow disciples.

With the blessing of that divine emperor, his power skyrocketed.

Possessing power that is no less than that of those golden elixir monks.

In other words, at present, except for the viewer who can fight him twice.

Everyone else is just ants.

The foundation-building monks who accompanied Vinal.

In just a few breaths, he was slaughtered by Dantes.

His sword power is unparalleled.

Each sword contained long-standing grievances and anger.

Qin Zheng laughed loudly in the dream realm every time he killed one.

The souls who were pulled into the flaming hell saw scenes that became increasingly horrifying and terrifying, and the screams were extremely shrill.

"Killed."

"Killed."

A Qi Refining monk who fell to the ground was so frightened that his legs were weak.

Climbing out, he yelled.

Dantes walked over and stepped on the opponent's back, causing the opponent to lie directly on the ground.

With a little more force, the sound of bone cracking was heard.

The Qi Refining monk let out a shrill scream.

The next second, the sound stopped.

Because his head flew out.

Those few shouts just now attracted the attention of many people.

Disciples from the temple came from all directions.

He also held swords and various magical weapons in his hands.

I thought it was someone invading, but in the end I only saw the useless man-Dantes covered in blood.

"What's going on?" A man with a strong body and a small head on his shoulders stood up and asked.

This is a famous foundation-building monk in the temple, known as the first person under the temple master.

Powerful.

Practicing the legendary secret method of attacking Wushuang - two heads and four arms.

The head on the shoulders is the result of spiritual practice.

It’s just that I still have two hands that I haven’t cultivated yet.

Once he develops his hands, this guy will be able to fight across levels.

It is not difficult to challenge the Golden Core cultivator in the foundation-building realm.

Dantes didn't reply, showed a cruel smile, and then flew towards him.

The man was frightened and wanted to retreat.

But the opponent's speed was incredibly fast.

Others only felt as if they were in a trance.

Two heads, one big and one small, flew up.

Powerful blood spurted out, staining the blue brick walls and smooth stone floors red.

"In the name of the Holy Emperor, we will all die."

Dantes' voice was as harsh as a ghost.

He rushed into the crowd like a madman.

Kill everyone on sight.

The huge Xuanyuan Taoist Temple was decimated with heads rolling in.

The screams continued.

"You evil beast, how dare you fall into the devil's path."

The spectator who came over saw Dantes chopping a disciple into two pieces. The ground was full of broken limbs and arms. The disciple didn't know how many were killed or injured.

Suddenly his eyes widened in anger, like a Dharma Protector.

When Dantes heard the sound, he turned around.

Facing the viewer, he showed that crazy look.

The tattered Taoist robe was covered with blood, which had been stained red.

The viewer roared angrily.

"You evil beast, I want you to pay the price today."

Psychic energy spurted out from the body of the viewer.

The powerful impact caused all the Taoist robes on his body to shatter.

Reveal that strong body.

Sharp bone spurs appeared on the back of the body.

The scalp was torn, bloody, and had sharp bone horns growing out.

The hands become slender.

Scales grew out from under the skin, and they were also bloody, directly piercing the surface of the skin.

Claws sprouted from the end.

An eye also appeared in the palm.

This is the Dharma that the master of the temple practices, cruel and tyrannical.

Once it is revealed, it means that he will take action with all his strength.

"Today, I will kill the devil."

The spectator's roar left Qin Zheng, who was watching the battle through Dantes' eyes, speechless.

If it is based on the interests of mankind, his side is the right way! !

Why did the other party shout so loudly? !

The carat parasite race really doesn't have any shame at all, right?

The spectator rushed towards Dantes.

Dantes, without any fear, also came forward to meet him.

The dark claws collided with the sword in Dantes' hand.

The sound of gold and iron clashing echoed through the dark buildings inside the Taoist temple.

The psychic power became a substantial wave.

The waves surged round and round, forming a violent wind.

Dantes looked fiercely.

He knew there was no turning back.

Only by killing and offering sacrifices can we continue to live.

Since this world doesn't give him a chance to choose, then why should he linger! !

So what if it's evil.

Today he will join the demon sect called the Galaxy Empire and follow the evil demonic path.

The fight between the two sides was extremely fierce.

To be able to climb to the golden elixir stage, the master of the temple has truly fought his way out of the bloody road.

Competition among sects is extremely fierce.

If you are not careful, you will be killed.

To be able to live until now and achieve what you have now.

Naturally, there are some tricks.

After several consecutive confrontations and collisions, the viewer keenly caught a flaw and struck decisively.

The sharp claws on his hands easily penetrated Dantes' shoulder.

The sharp claws scratched across, leaving a series of shocking and horrific scars.

Blood poured out from the wound, staining Dantes' clothes red in just a moment.

But he smiled.

Because the flaw just now was intentional on his part.

He grabbed the opponent's claw with his other hand, and when the opponent showed a look of astonishment, he chopped off the opponent's other hand with a sword.

The pain of a broken arm made the viewer scream miserably.

At this time, the long sword in Dantes' hand suddenly penetrated the opponent's throat protected by scales, completely ending him.

A golden elixir monk was just gone.

The corrupted body fell to the ground.

Slightly fishy blood was splashed in the ruins.

The higher the level of cultivation, the more exaggerated the level of inhumanity.

At the level of golden elixir, the blood of many monks is no longer red.

If you put it under a genetic detector, you will find that even the genetic helix is ​​distorted.

Physical death is not real death to the viewer.

When he was dragged into that terrifying flaming hell.

That is his real death.

It was an absolutely terrifying place.

There were fires everywhere, eerie and terrifying.

The raging flames engulfed him, burning him to ashes bit by bit.

Time in subspace is very weird, one second may last an eternity.

Even though the flames burned quickly, the viewer felt that he had been tortured for eternity.

The piercing screams echoed in that horrific hell.

Of course, in reality no one can hear it.

After killing the viewer, Dantes went after the others.

He didn't stop until no one was standing in the audience.

Dantes stood among the ruins of Xuanyuan Taoist Temple.

The few survivors trembled before him.

None of them bullied Dentes for being given a choice.

Shaking away the blood from the sword in his hand, Dantes glanced at those people, his tone full of viciousness.

"Either be loyal to the God-Emperor like me and follow the devil's path, or die."

"I am willing to take the devil's path." A fat man said first.

"I would like that too."

"I would like that too."

Although he didn't know who the God-Emperor was, he looked at the head in Dantes' hand.

Who dares to say no?

Dantes' eyes showed a hint of sinisterness.

He casually threw out a few foundation-building monks who were seriously injured but not dead.

"Kill them and prove it to me, or I will kill you."

Dantes' sword dripped with blood.

Extremely bright red.

He did what he said.

If these people weren't sincere, he would kill them without hesitation.

Dantes knew that all his power came from the so-called holy emperor.

As long as the other party abandons him, he will definitely die.

He must show his usefulness to the other party.

If the other party wants to turn the world upside down, then he will turn the world upside down.

Several survivors looked at each other.

The fat man who spoke first gritted his teeth, picked up the sword on the side, and stabbed a severely injured and dying Foundation Establishment monk, slitting his throat.

Once someone takes the lead, others will quickly follow suit.

After they finished this, Dantes nodded and led them to escape into the wilderness.

There are many dangers in the wilderness.

Ghosts or various evil spirits can be seen everywhere.

But they all have psychic powers, and with the blessings given by Qin Zheng, they can protect themselves with a little attention.

A few hours later, when the top disciples of Xuanyuan Taoist Temple arrived.

They had fled.

All that was left was ruins and heads impaled on sticks.

"Someone has become a demon again! He deceives his master and destroys his ancestors. The crime is unforgivable! Anyone with the right path will punish him."

One disciple said through gritted teeth.

"Immediately send an order to go down and hunt down those traitors with all your strength. We must not let them go."

An elder with a big head and a pair of very small horns on his head, who looked quite funny, gave the order.

"If they dare to commit such evil deeds, our Xuanyuan Dao Sect will kill them even if they go to heaven or sea. No matter who is behind this matter, he must die."

Dantes heard none of these words.

Even if I heard it, I would sneer at it.

Maybe he will find a way to kill a few more.

If the sect was so powerful, evil cults would not spread.

Qin Zheng was secretly paying attention to the escape of Dantes and others and the actions of Tang Zishan.

The big-eyed believers want to take action against Taixuanmen.

I guess a lot of things will happen.

In order to sacrifice Taixuanmen, Tang Zishan and others will definitely gather a lot of manpower.

Qin Zheng thought about letting Dantes and others sneak in.

Make a fortune and grow as fast as possible.

He secretly told Dantes to help them forge the mark to ensure that they could deceive those people.

Let them look for opportunities to lurk in, and then watch the snipe and clams fight with laughter and reap the benefits.

After finishing these things, Qin Zheng stopped paying attention.

Let the other party develop on their own.

It’s too taxing to keep paying attention.

If it weren't for the big-eyed believers causing trouble this time.

Qin Zheng didn't even bother to give guidance. He let Dantes escape from the Taoist temple and let him find his own way to complete his mission.

He will not waste time helping Dantes form a force and preach.

If you do that, the benefits will be really low.

It's like a planet if it's stretched to death.

The First Legion can handle such a planet in half a month.

All alien creatures will be slaughtered.

All that was needed was for the Imperial Parliament to arrange for officials to rule.

Project Spark is all about lighting fires everywhere.

As for how it will be burned, it all depends on the abilities of those guys.

The one who burns badly will make a lot of money.

Those who are only moderately burned or even destroyed by the enemy should be treated as gaining experience.

After placing a mark on Dantes so that the other party could kill foreigners in exchange for strength, Qin Zheng left.

Let’s take a look at the results later.

If you can, continue to invest more.

After bewitching his first target, Qin Zheng stood up from the throne.

Avoid becoming dependent on the throne because you have been sitting on the throne for a long time.

He looked up at the sky.

As the platform rises higher, the cracks become clearer.

They are like real-world wounds.

Each one is so shocking.

Those evil, unspeakable creations and palaces are still suspended there, exuding a strange and ominous atmosphere.

Big Eyeball and other evil gods have noticed his presence.

A few of them have even attacked him.

The surging darkness and slimy tentacles are constantly impacting the flame field.

Qin Zheng saw a tentacle and rolling darkness approaching.

He stretched out his hand.

The raging flames follow his will and attack the vast sky.

The darkness was expelled, and the tentacles swung by the strange evil god were smashed to pieces.

This is a showdown between him and the gods.

A pure competition of strength cannot determine the outcome.

This kind of action just disgusts each other.

A war that would bring down a god would need to be fought in multiple dimensions.

<divclass="contentadv">Realistic beliefs and anchors.

own concepts and powers.

Even memories of the past and future.

Qin Zheng had no way of turning back from the beginning.

Either win and devour the gods.

Or be devoured by the gods.

After completing his work, Qin Zheng retreated from the dream. ,

He happened to see the message sent to him by the guard Leonidas.

Golden question marks swirled in the projection in front of him.

A faint light reflected on his face.

Machinery hummed beneath the floor and embedded in the walls.

The soundproofing of the room is very good.

The machinery also runs silently.

If ordinary people enter here, they will definitely feel very quiet.

It's just that Qin Zheng's hearing is too keen.

I can just listen to those voices.

Qin Zheng has long been accustomed to this.

To have extraordinary senses means never to be at peace.

To get something, you must give something.

He reached out and clicked.

The buzzing machinery received his instructions.

The golden question mark dissipated and the beam of light condensed into a projection screen.

Inside is the image and voice of Leonidas.

"Director Morton is ready, Your Majesty, a new group of psykers are waiting for you to preside over the soul binding ceremony."

The communication was brief.

"Tell him I'll be there soon."

After Qin Zheng finished speaking, the projection screen turned off and turned into a flying letter.

When the other party receives it, the letter appears to be open.

"Understood, Your Majesty, I will have them wait for you in the ceremony hall."

A reply came quickly from Leonidas.

Qin Zheng didn't reply to him, he planned to go there first.

The psychic communication system is an important pillar supporting the rule of the Galactic Empire.

In the early stages of planning, you still need to keep a close eye on it.

Qin Zheng sat in his seat and wasted an extravagant half a minute before standing up.

Following his movements, the golden armor on his body made a vague and harmonious buzzing sound.

The servo motor system is trying its best to cooperate with his every move.

Qin Zheng walked out of the room.

Several guards on guard bowed their knees to him.

Qin Zheng nodded slightly and passed by them.

Only two guards stood in place and continued to perform security work.

The other guards lined up and followed him to the ceremony hall.

This is the second binding ceremony.

After the last failure, Qin Zheng asked Morton to modify the soul-binding machine according to his requirements.

It was updated and iterated to improve its effects.

When Qin Zheng arrived, the psychics were already waiting in the ceremony hall.

They were wearing loose robes and their eyes were full of awe and apprehension.

Only a handful of the first batch of bound people became spiritual messengers, and most of them were eliminated.

This made them very uneasy.

If it fails, will it be considered not pious enough?

When the Holy Emperor walked in, everyone knelt down and saluted him.

People chanted "Your Majesty" in a pious tone, and their eyes were all fanatical.

Qin Zheng faced him with a smile.

His smile calmed down many anxious people.

Qin Zheng said to those people, dear people, there is no need to be afraid of other words.

While walking past those people, he walked straight towards the throne on the high platform.

The key link in the soul binding ceremony is Qin Zheng.

Only his power can ensure that the messages sent by the Messenger are not distorted by the creatures of the Warp.

When Qin Zheng sat on the throne, he looked at the two technicians next to him.

"It's time to start."

The two technicians saluted him.

Then he operated the panel in front of him.

As they moved, those silent machines roared.

The huge piston moved slowly, back and forth.

The floor shook from the machinery buried deep below.

Flickering lights danced between giant machines that maintained the flow of energy.

Huge reaction columns crackle and generate powerful forces that power the conversion arrays.

The curled and twisted ball of embodied electric charge dances in the transparent flask, twisting violently as if it has been given life.

They cheer for the Creator to enable Himself.

All the machinery made a harmonious sound.

Several technicians control the data interface and adjust the balance and output of each system.

The selected psykers were escorted by technicians and entered connection cabins made of dark metal.

Sensor pads have been installed in the connection cabin.

When they lay down.

Small, shiny neural cables connect to the interface at the back of their heads.

Also secure their limbs.

Binding rituals can cause great pain.

If the limbs are not immobilized, it is likely to result in disability.

When everything is ready, the indicator light of the connection module turns green.

The technicians walked away from the psykers.

The hatch closed with a hiss, sealing it.

Clear prompts sounded.

When all green lights are on.

The ensemble of those machines also reached a perfect and harmonious height.

They are all psykers, capable of soaring and exploring the high heavens.

Those mechanical devices amplify the candidate's soul perception.

Allowing them to more easily integrate with the power of the Holy Emperor.

The subspace is synonymous with danger and terror.

Those evil voices cry out with their thirst for flesh and soul.

Those screams of the dark world shake the fabric of reality.

Countless fragments of crazy information streak through the soul's perception and leave their mark.

In the past, they were always cautious when entering the highest heaven.

But this time, the psychic machine that connected them to the Holy Emperor directly brought them into a country full of light.

The architecture there is magnificent.

Walls, temples, columns, and arches are all made of marble with distinctive textures.

There are magnificent statues and colorful fountains standing in the wide square.

People who were once thought dead are active among those halls.

Every corner is shrouded in golden light.

If there is a paradise, this is undoubtedly it.

The towering throne stands in the center of that kingdom, shining like a sun.

Candidates cannot see clearly what is behind the light.

They could only feel their bodies melting and merging with the endless light.

The tremendous pain made them scream.

Morton stood next to a connection pod.

He saw the man in the cabin shaking, his mouth wide open.

His face showed an expression of extreme pain and became extremely distorted.

Soul binding with the Holy Emperor is not an easy task.

Pain is only part of it.

If you are not careful, your soul may be burned to ashes.

Destruction is easy.

But if you want to sew or fuse something, you have to spend a lot of thought.

This time the binding ceremony took much longer than the first time

But the results are gratifying.

Compared with the first time, the success rate was too bad to watch.

This time the success rate is over %.

The remaining more than a hundred people failed due to various reasons.

This result is pretty good.

Qin Zheng was quite satisfied with achieving such results for the second time.

The psychic communication system has just begun.

It is estimated that it will take at least several decades to build a complete psychic communication network.

After completing this binding ceremony, Qin Zheng asked Morton to stay.

Suggest some new modifications.

"This soul-binding machine still needs to be improved."

"I understand that a special team has been formed at this stage to perfect and improve this soul-binding machine."

Qin Zheng nodded before saying what he was most concerned about.

"Today's binding ceremony is still a bit cumbersome. If I need to participate in every binding, it will undoubtedly waste a lot of time. So I hope you can learn from the technology and ideas of the state religion and psychic affairs departments to make this machine The soul machine can complete the binding ceremony without my presence."

The empire's plate is still small now.

This speed is barely passable.

But if the empire becomes huge.

Every galaxy and every commercial fleet needs communication.

The requirements for spiritual messengers will also expand dramatically.

Should they all be sent over and bound slowly? ?

This kind of thing is absolutely unrealistic.

Qin Zheng's involvement in this matter must be gradually reduced.

It would be best if it could be developed to the point where the binding ceremony could be completed without Qin Zheng's personal participation.

With the expansion of the state religion and the establishment of a belief system, this possibility is not impossible to achieve.

"But I don't know much about the subspace field." Morton showed a hint of embarrassment. "We can still do it by reverse engineering the existing machinery and improving it. But His Majesty's request is beyond our capabilities. .”

"Then work hard. Although subspace is incomprehensible, it is still possible to cleverly use some simple principles. Go to Lord Xu Fu and those psykers. They can provide you with some help. I will also give you some help at critical times. Some guidance.”

"Then I'll try my best," Morton said.

"You can do it, Morton." Qin Zheng patted Morton's metal shoulder and said encouragingly, "If you can succeed, I promise that those machines will be named after you, and future generations will sing about you. Name, Morton.”

Qin Zheng's words hit Morton's seven inches accurately.

If you can become famous in future generations and be sung by countless people, then this life will be enough.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will do my best to live up to your expectations."

"I'm waiting for your results, Morton. If you can't find a solution to a certain problem after asking everyone for help and reading all the information, then you can come to me and I will give you some tips."

Qin Zheng said with a smile.

The Bratu Galaxy is also called the Bratu Strait.

Of course, it's not really a strait.

Simply because there is a hub connecting all safe channels to the Korriban system.

In the dangerous subspace, such a center is extremely precious.

They are often built as supply depots and trade and commercial centers.

Channels are a concept that subspace navigators must know.

This term is inherited from the era when humans have not yet left the planet.

At that time, the ocean connected all the land.

The ocean is vast and boundless, and it stands to reason that you can walk anywhere you want.

But weather, ocean currents, reefs, and various natural factors make the ocean extremely dangerous.

Large cargo ships will follow fixed waterways in order to improve safety, reduce accidents, and increase profits.

The Warp does allow everyone to go anywhere they want.

The question is whether enough can be paid.

Different layers are divided into subspaces.

The deeper you go, the more absurd and unreasonable its existence becomes.

When the Geller force field is turned on, subspace ships will only sail in shallow areas.

There is no difference between rashly entering the depths and committing suicide.

In the maritime age, there is still a possibility of escape for ships that are involved in accidents.

But if something happens in subspace, death is definitely a supreme mercy.

Countless ships have become trapped in the warp due to disorientation.

Some lucky ships may be sent to the past or the future by the chaotic warp.

But more unlucky ones were eaten dry and their souls were dragged into the eternal hell to suffer.

It is the safest thing to follow the route explored by predecessors.

Even if he encounters an accident, he still has enough experience to leave the subspace and return to the real world.

The leader of the fleet garrisoned in the Bratuo system is Lute.

He has short black hair and black pupils.

He was not handsome in appearance, but he had a resolute face. At first glance, he looked like a man who had devoted his life to the military career.

He walked back and forth under the large statue of the Sith emblem.

The statue was carved from red stone.

The hum of machinery did not disturb his contemplation.

Lute was thinking about the possible war.

The evil Galactic Empire is launching an invasion against the great Sith Empire.

But it can be expected that the Galactic Empire will not succeed.

The Sith have gone through countless hardships.

They survived the eternal night storm, alien invasion, and rebellions from other forces.

This crisis will be no exception.

The Sith Empire will surely achieve final victory.

Luter sometimes moved around and sometimes stood there.

He knew that the Bratuo Galaxy would definitely become a target.

The question is, how will the enemy attack?

There are six conventional fleets stationed in the Bratuo system.

In addition to the fleet, the Brotuo Galaxy also built a large number of void defense fortresses.

Torpedo silos, missile launch bays, close-range defense artillery, plasma pulse beams, particle beam cannons, ion shields, quantum deflector shields, mass projectors, and macro cannons set up around the fortress.

The Bratuo Galaxy is a super fortress.

If the enemy wants to attack here, they will have to pay a heavy price.

Lute is a cautious man.

He imagined himself as the Galactic Empire in his mind.

Come up with one course of action after another.

Until now, every course of action has ended in a war of attrition.

If it wants to take over the Bulatu Galaxy, the Galactic Empire will have to sacrifice human lives.

Apart from competing for industrial productivity, he could not imagine any way for the other side to win this victory.

As soon as it enters the attrition stage, the victory of the Sith Empire is already doomed.

This is the home of the Sith Empire.

There is no chance of them failing.

If it were a normal opponent, Lute's idea would be right.

It's a pity that the opponents he faced were never ordinary people.

They are the epitome of madness.

It is the embodiment of war and killing.

The commander of the Galactic Empire who is responsible for seizing the Braudo System is the First Company Commander of the Second Legion, Lasse.

He put a thousand soldiers into a one-man ship that completely shut down the life support system and power system.

After setting the startup time.

He used a magnetic slingshot to throw it away.

After letting them drift for more than ten days, they arrived at the outskirts of the Bratuo Galaxy.

This behavior is nothing short of crazy.

Once there is a deviation, those warriors will be swallowed by the vast void.

It is extremely difficult for their one-man ships to return to human territory.

It is possible that I will continue to wander.

But there is a benefit to this approach.

That is to make the enemy's detection array blind.

All detection methods detect enemies by scanning power emissions and subspace fluctuations.

What do a thousand two- to three-meter meteorites mean in the vast void? ?

Like sand in the ocean, no one cares.

Even if it is observed, it will be ignored subconsciously.

There are a large number of meteorites floating in the Bratu galaxy.

Let alone a few meters, there are many that are as large as a town.

Who cares! !

A small countdown clock runs inside the ice-covered ship.

00: 30.

00: 29.

Wen Ji remained conscious under the protection of the armor.

He looked through the observation window at the giant building that was slowly getting bigger in the distance.

Like a huge and thick metal cliff, the sensor towers and weapon turrets on it are clearly visible.

He held his breath, waiting for the final moments.

Legionnaires require very little sleep to remain in combat for long periods of time.

You can even sleep alternately between the left and right brains.

So always stay alert.

00: 15.

Rather is a lunatic.

The only ones capable of carrying out this plan are the legionaries molded by the Holy Emperor himself.

fifteen days.

They drifted for fifteen days.

Enduring the cold and loneliness.

The armor's life support system has long been shut down.

The reason why I still wear it in the warm season is because the armor has excellent heat preservation function.

Otherwise, he will freeze to death after turning off the temperature maintenance system.

00: 03.

Wen Ji put his hand on the push rod and smiled.

All such ships are manually controlled.

With just one small operation, you can ignite the thrusters and rush towards the target.

They have to win this.

00: 02.

00: 01.

When the countdown finally reaches zero.

Wen Ji said his first words in fifteen days.

"Holy Emperor, please protect me."

Wen Ji made the putt.

The originally dead cabin began to tremble.

The fuel was ignited and the engine roared to life.

Solid ice melts at high temperatures and then evaporates.

When it floats into space, it quickly condenses into white snowflakes.

In order to minimize the probability of being discovered, legionnaires can attack at close range.

The technicians dismantled the smart modules, dismantled the computers, and dismantled everything that was not important.

Inside the ship are only manual control levers and fuel reserves, as well as ammunition for the Legionnaires and armed drones that shut down all systems.

The attack came so unexpectedly.

What was originally thought to be a meteorite suddenly ignited and rushed into the unsuspecting fortress and space station.

"They launched a gang!! They want to seize our fortress and space station."

A desperate voice reached the confident ears of Lute.

Make him look pale.

"These damn lunatics," Lute said desperately, "Stop them quickly, or we will be doomed."

As soon as he finished speaking, a piercing alarm sounded.

[An enemy has been detected at the edge of the galaxy. 】

[An enemy has been detected at the edge of the galaxy. 】

It's still too late.

I can't sleep at night, I can't get up during the day, and the updates are getting later and later.