Chapter 117:

The spacious and gorgeous golden corridor, although the lights are bright, is extremely bright, but it gives a sense of depression.
The empty promenade can't see anyone, and it's so quiet and heavy that it's suppressed. Only a gray-haired old servant walks forward in this golden corridor. He was wearing cloth shoes, his footsteps were light and he could barely hear a sound. In his hand was a delicate wooden plate carved from dark wood with a delicious aroma. Although he was very old, the skin of both hands was wrinkled, but the hand holding the plate was very stable. Not even the soup in the silver bowl full of soup on the wooden plate overflowed.
At the end of the golden promenade was a huge door, tightly closed. Because at the end of the corridor suddenly there was no light, as if the door was hidden in the shadows, giving a gloomy feeling. It seemed to open the door and entered the dark world.
The old attendant walked into the door. Inside was a large and beautifully decorated bedroom, but the decoration in the bedroom was not as gorgeous and dazzling as the outside corridor. It seemed to be an extreme contrast. The colors in the bedroom were dark and red, and occasionally a little decoration was also Deep colors. There was no light in the bedroom, and it became more and more gloomy. The huge bed carved by the dark black wood was in the middle of the bedroom. The dark purple tulle dangled from the ceiling and was dropped on the edge of the bed. It was tightly blocked inside.
The old attendant put the wooden plate in his hand on the dining table, then stepped forward, scooped up the tulle hanging in front of the bed, separated to the sides, and tied the bed with a golden string.
The bedding on the bed was white, like the down of a swan, which contrasted with the carved black bed. The middle-aged man lying in bed opened his eyes, his face was a sickly pale, and the whole person felt like the vitality was slowly passing by.
After the eyes of the nominal ruler of the universe and the emperor of the human empire opened his eyes, he turned to look at the old attendant at the bedside. His face was actually handsome, but his sickness and decay at the moment made him lack a few. I am angry and senile. His body seemed to be eroded by venom from the inside, and it was ulcerated towards the outside. His skin is well-maintained, but his fingers are abnormally thin, as if the skin is wrapped in bone. His brown-black hair seemed to fade, and the gloss was dim.
Only those eyes, even in the dim room at the moment, were bright and abnormal, as if the fire of his remaining life was burning in his pupils, astonishingly bright and terrible.
Paired with those eyes, the gray-haired old attendant could not help but feel a little sour. He still remembers a long time ago, when he looked at the young master growing up like a god, when he was young, at that time, even the bright sun couldn't win the young master's light.
now……
"His Royal Highness."
He shouted, his voice was a little hoarse. It was a name that had not been called for a long time, and no one remembered it except him.
The emperor sat up and looked at the old attendant who had been with him since he was a child. He smiled, and the original gloomy and weak face seemed to return to the former handsome once under this smile.
"You can still call me like this, probably only you."
The emperor said with a smile. At this moment, his smile was not an unreal smile at his adopted daughter Salome, or his noble minister, but a rare truth. But it was this smile that made the old waiter feel more distressed. He was silent and brought the wooden tray with food to serve his master for dinner.
The emperor's body was still very weak, and he didn't eat much, and soon stopped eating and then lay down again. The old attendant cleaned the tableware, carefully lowered the tulle curtain, and left the room quietly with a wooden plate.
In the dark and gorgeous bedroom, a long silence was restored, and the lifeless silence was dead.
A large bedroom, only the slight breathing of the emperor was undulating. The emperor was lying on the bed, staring at the top of the bed, and the dark purple tulle hanging down to block all light. His pale face was shrouded in shadow, slowly closing his eyes and falling into a deep sleep ...
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William.
The man shouted his name, his voice softer than anything.
He stood in front of the man, whose big hand gently touched the top of his head.
William, my child.
The man looked at him as if looking at the most precious treasure in the world.
William, you are my pride.
The man stroked his head and looked at him with pride.
You can be a great emperor.
The man said.
Do n’t forget, my child, tens of thousands of years ago, our ancestors led humans to the universe. He let humans survive in the universe and built a huge empire. hero.
We are the descendants of that great hero, and we have the blood of that hero in our bodies.
That person's body has been devastated by severe illness, and the whole person appears dry and weak. When it comes to here, the person's gaze is burning like a flame, burning brightly.
Our descendants of shame have tarnished the glory of our ancestors.
The light in that man's eyes faded, making his face paler.
I am not worthy of being a descendant of my ancestors.
So muttering to himself, the man looked at him, his eyes were full of love, and expectation, and those thin hands gently stroked his hair.
William, my child, don't forget the glory of our royal family, don't forget the blood of that hero flowing in our body.
I ca n’t do it, but you can do it. You are so good and you are my proudest son. You must be a powerful emperor, regain the prestige of the royal family, and restore the glory of our royal family.
Yes, Father.
At that time, the young boy answered brittlely. He smiled at his father Huang, and the smile was like the splendor and brightness of the rising sun, like the green trees in the early spring.
He could feel his father's love for him, his admiration for him, and his deep expectations, which made him proud.
Like our ancestors, I will be a great emperor.
The young child stood in front of his father and proudly swore to his father.
I will definitely bring the royal family back to glory--
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He is an excellent heir to the throne.
From the moment he was born, he was destined to sit on the throne and become a person above ten thousand people.
His excellence is obvious to all, and his diligence is amazing. Although he is the Prince, he has never been slack in his childhood, but he has worked harder than anyone. Among his peers, he is outstanding, and no one is better than him.
The young boy has a handsome appearance like a god, his light is shining like the sun, like a beloved beloved by the world, no one can compare with his light.
He was young, intelligent, and powerful. As a young man, he began to lead the Royal Fleet to the North in the North as a Prince.
He has a noble identity, as well as outstanding military talent.
He is the arrogant son of heaven, and he is the hope of rejuvenating the declining royal family. Everyone, especially his father, the current emperor, think so.
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The royal family looks forward to the revival of the royal family, but that is not what some people expect.
The young man knelt by the huge bed, his expression was sorrowful.
The man who spoiled him and lay cold on the magnificent big bed, had stopped breathing-just as he once again won the victory of the war and came back and wanted to share the good news with his father, He only saw the cold body of his father.
He didn't even have time to see his father who loved him last.
His Majesty was seriously ill.
Everyone told him that, but he vaguely guessed that was not the truth.
For the first time, the young Prince Wang had a gloomy look in his bright eyes. He didn't know it was just the beginning.
His father died. Although the father, who was weak and not a good emperor in another population, died, no one will shelter him from the wind and rain, and no one will stop him from piercing the darkness behind him stab in the back.
From now on, he will do everything.
The emperor died of illness. In the same year, Prince William von Friedrich succeeded the throne.
No one would ever call him by that name.
William, one day you will know what you are carrying on your shoulders.
His father once sighed, lovingly and reluctantly stroking his face.
Icy throne, heavy crown.
At that time, the young and energetic he did not understand the sigh in his eyes when his father looked at him, and now the young emperor finally understood how heavy the things carried by his seemingly cowardly father were. The seemingly cowardly father fortuitously blocked how many storms for him.
He knew that his father did not die from illness, but died under the dark arrow from the darkness. He knew, but he couldn't say anything, and couldn't do anything.
The towering mountains that guarded him collapsed, and he could only grit his teeth and face everything.
You cannot leave Emperor Star or King City.
You are the body of all things, and you should not lose anything.
Those people were saying good things for him, trying to imprison him in a narrow palace.
He was an emperor, and he was above thousands of people, but his hands and feet were bound by people, and he was surrounded by darkness, making him unable to breathe.
He didn't want to be Emperor Puppet, and at the mercy of others, he remembered the vows he had given in front of his father.
-I will become a great emperor like my ancestors-
I will reproduce the glory of the royal family
Eliminate aliens, cultivate confidants, control the fleet, and suppress the power aristocracy. The young emperor, who was once as bright as the sun, grew up a little bit, and he became fierce and ruthless. He matured with great speed and became deep, and no one could easily peep into his mind.
And he also successfully regained the royal rights step by step. He spent decades to not only completely establish the royal dominance in the emperor galaxy, but to operate the galaxy like an iron bucket so that others could not find it. In the slightest gap, he began to slowly expand the power of the royal family and annexed several galaxies near the Imperial Galaxy.
He began to carry out drastic reforms, abandon the decaying and backward system, select talents from the civilian population, and suppress and disintegrate the aristocratic forces without any trace.
Seeing that he would lead the royal family step by step on the road to rebirth--
Suddenly one day, the young emperor was unconscious and could not afford serious illness.
When he woke up, the middle-aged attendant who had watched him grow up kneeling on his bed with tears on his face.
His Royal Highness.
The attendant from the Carnett family faithfully followed his father, and then followed his attendant with a pained cry calling the name he hadn't heard in a long time. He heard the attendant's voice trembling and say a word .
In a word, he was struck by lightning.
Apart from the royal family, no one wants the royal family to rise again.
I do n’t know when it started, or who did it. The gene of the royal family was infected by a special virus, and the gene destroyed by the virus accumulated from generation to generation, and his generation finally broke out completely. His reproductive genes have been completely destroyed. No matter whether it is artificial or natural breeding, the fetus bred from his genes cannot survive.
The blood of the royal family will be completely cut off in his generation.
The young emperor was shaking, not because of fear, but because of anger.
After a serious illness, he lost his healthy body, and then he will lose his descendants forever. Even if he has a healthy body, even if he successfully revitalizes the royal family, even if he makes the royal family glorious again, if there is no descendant, everything will be like a meteor firework, only temporary glory, and then completely destroyed.
The young emperor's fingers trembled, and the blue tendons on the back of his hands were violent. His handsome face was twisted at this moment and reached a terrible level.
Never forgive.
He shuddered, gritted his teeth, and his expression was grim, and his pupils were burning with a mad flame at this moment.
Those who take the glory of the royal family and cut off the royal road ... He will destroy all of them!
The blood of the great royal family will never be cut off! no way!
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The top secret room was opened. Except for the previous emperors sitting on the throne, no one knew that the secret room of the royal family kept the genes of several outstanding emperors from all generations.
And the only one, the gene of the first emperor who led humanity to conquer the universe.
He will use these genes to breed new heirs to the throne.
However, ordinary methods will not work. Those people would not tolerate a good successor in the royal family, just like him. Even if a good successor is born, it will be destroyed by countless dark arrows in the process of growth.
The royal family has become a mire, and falling into it can only be part of the mud.
Now that it was decaying, he thought, he would simply uproot it and completely destroy it. Only in this way can the new shoots leave the rotten quagmire, breathe a new breath, and thrive.
However, ordinary buds are not good. Only the newest buds with the most tenacious vitality, tenacity, and incomparable power can break through the heavy shackles and grow into a new huge green tree.
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Different genes were sent to different lonely planets, and institutes were built on those lonely planets. Then countless fetuses were born at those institutes.
Fetuses on different planets have different genes, and the same genes on the same planet. Those babies are raised and raised, just like breeding and breeding wild beasts. The survival of the fittest, only the best and most powerful individuals are eligible to survive. .
Each planet chooses different breeding methods. Some planets have succeeded, others have failed. What surprised those researchers was that a surviving individual was born on the planet that they thought used the most cruel and least likely to succeed in breeding.
Later, during years of brutal war, the subject became the sole survivor, establishing his own power in the name of Troll.
The new green shoots, the last hope of the royal family.
The emperor was not surprised by this. Perhaps he had a vague premonition when he made the decision ... Troll had the gene of that person, and the young man was the one who was called For the heroes of the human race led the human race to conquer the blood of the first emperor of the universe.
He watched the young man grow up step by step. He pretended to be a doting emperor and secretly cleared the way for Troll. He watched with satisfaction that Troll grew up at an incredible speed and became a party.
it's time.
he thinks.
Time is running out. He doesn't have much time.
He started the final trial.
It was a step-by-step ladder, and he had already arranged it to let Troll step on it.
The failed experiment that accidentally survived on that planet was the first trial.
In order for Troll to get rid of the fakes, look for the way to the future.
The Marquis of Mia is the second trial.
In order for Troll to annex the power of the Marquis of Mia, it became a huge force of pivotal importance.
Salome, the queen of his daughter, was his third trial.
In order for Troll to step on the stage of hegemony with Salome as a stepping stone.
Then there is the final trial—
he himself.
He is the ultimate trial.
He never thought about controlling Troll from the beginning. He was the ultimate test. If Troll couldn't get rid of his control, Troll was a failure.
A great emperor should neither be controlled by anyone.
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The break in his right arm was the end of everything.
The young man who walked step by step through his trials and tears all the obstacles he had set freed himself from the shackles he had given him, and is about to spread his wings to the endless star sea.
He lost.
He also won.
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"Is it worth it, Your Highness William."
The old servant with gray hair asked him this way, and he saw himself now from the old man's eyes.
The gloomy and pale face, the sickly body, and the vitality of youth were never seen again, as if exhausted in these short decades.
The illness eroded his body and destroyed his life, leaving him little time.
He smiled.
What's worth it is not worth it.
The blood of the great royal family will be passed on, a new royal family with strong vitality will soon appear, and a new emperor will be born.
He may not see it, but he believes more than anything. The young new emperor will settle everything, unify the entire universe, and reappear the glory of the royal family-
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The dark and gorgeous bedroom was very quiet. The man in the name of the emperor was sleeping, and his sleeping face was at this moment an unprecedented calmness and serenity.
The royal family is about to rejuvenate, and the royal glory is about to return.
And all this will have nothing to do with him.
After thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years, people will only remember the incompetence of the last emperor of the deceased empire, and history will only remember his demise as the last king of the country.
Icy throne, heavy crown.
He had done everything he had to do as emperor, and he did not regret it. He had no regrets.
A decaying empire is about to be destroyed, and a new empire is about to be born.
He was the last emperor of the dying empire.
The author has something to say: The major general is the gene of the first emperor, and only the experimental body on his planet is the same gene.
The subjects on other planets are the genes of other preserved emperors.
Well, the genes of the first generation were the most powerful.