Chapter 1240: free people

The goddess of life, gathered by Lilian from the various temples in the empire district, has begun to work to rescue the wounded and treat patients who have been infected with deadly diseases due to radiation and high fever. This should minimize post-war losses. In this small village where the wounded and the sick are being treated intensively, another kind of busy craze has set off: the magical magic performed by the devotees by prayer has surprised everyone, and this magical power is even the resistance Most regular fighters have never seen it. Of course, among the slave races under Merova's name, there are also civilizations that use magic, but the slaves on this planet are completely isolated, and they have rarely seen anything. So the medical treatment of the life gods also played an unexpected role: the magical "magic show" greatly relieved the suffering of the wounded, and finally made the children who were scared by the war smile. After discovering this phenomenon, several church knights who had dealt with the injuries were happy to start a "performance", using magical divine magic and healing magic to attract the children of the village to the past-so that at least these The children temporarily forgot about their dreadful homes behind them.
Anulili and the resistance fighters around her were amazed. They looked at the saints who were wearing luxurious church robes or armors and surrounded by the light of God. They sat on the ground indifferently and took a A dirty little earth boy greeted him and performed various funny tricks for the children; watching the servants who were said to be true gods, the disciples who should have enjoyed mortal worship in the temple, ran among the wounded, and held up Sleeve sweating to help others; watching a holy girl wearing a flower crown and a white robe, honored as a maiden, bloodied by the children, smiling, congratulating the child's mother, telling her Her children have recovered--compared to the moment when the mask of Merova's pseudogod was lifted. The unimaginable scene in front of them made them harder to believe. Anulili showed a questioning look to me, because just now, I told the girl that the followers who came by the aurora were followers of the true God, and what they followed was that the Mellows once wanted to be Gods.
Obviously, these people are very different from the saints in the eyes of local civilians.
"Don't be surprised, the word 'God' shouldn't be negative, it's just that the Merovas ruined the name in front of you," I smiled. Looking at the ball in the palm of my hand, holding me a thumb as a little goddess covered with a quilt, Dingdang was sleeping incense, and said dreamily, "There are many gods. They manage an endless world, they create The world also creates life, so they treat the world and mortals as their own children. They don't care if mortals worship themselves or whether mortals have built temples for themselves-they don't even care if the life they created is Knowing the existence of gods, if it can help children's development, they don't even mind mortals preaching 'atheism' at certain stages. Then they silently watch their own development. This is the group of gods I know. Strange guy. Although many guys have weird personalities, they tolerate many things like mortal bears in the treatment of mortals. The Mellows think that God is a power and match it Position. But in reality, God is a position and a responsibility that matches that position. They are mistaken. This, then sitting on a property empire. There than any one race starting point, but tens of thousands of years are drilled in the self-expansion of dead end can not get out. "
Anolili heard me say this with a surprised look. It may take a long time for her to fully understand what she said, and now she is only curious to ask a question: "Then ... is this the truth of the world?"
"Almost, a small part," I laughed, "There are so many things you don't know about, and you will know them after a formal contact with the empire. The truth of the world ... maybe the world is more sinister than you think. Side, but life is definitely much better than you think. In fact, you know, the empire is also a branch of the Protoss ... "
Anuli Li and the two rebel fighters who watched along the way suddenly stunned: "Ha?"
I was particularly embarrassed, scratching my hair: "Kee ... I know I don't look very much, but you don't find that the rest of us except me are pretty ... at least the troops we bring are quite imposing Is it? "
I want to talk about the remaining few people. Later, I think about it. Light and shallow and Li Lina's break from the existence of the duo is enough to kill everyone's average impression score, so quickly change their mouths.
Anulili continued to be stunned. It seemed that she hadn't noticed what I was talking about. I felt very entangled at this time: how do you introduce this? Is it really the same as Lina, when she saw people, she said, "Hello, this is the of the crow, this is the second master of the crow god, this is the of the crow ..." I feel I really want to introduce this, that myself There is really no image at all ...
Maybe I should go to Bingtis to learn from my free time, and learn how the gods of Starfield contact with mortals, and have majesty and can sell cute ...
"Well, this topic is not important, anyway, our sacred system hasn't opened yet," I poked my lips and ended the weird topic in front of me. Seeing the life theology believers around have already carried out the work of healing Most of it: The power of life is a bug in healing and saving people. Except for Xinchun and direct worship, you can hardly find a more effective treatment than this. "These believers are only a small part, and there are more believers There is a line in front of the portal, and it is necessary to rescue 13 trillions of wounded and sick in the world. This is a big project. Ah, there are subsequent genetic adjustments and neurotoxic sequelae problems anyway. It ’s over. I guess I ’ll have to bring in the shaman druid interstellar medics in the country to help. You guys are still busy. I hope you can take charge of the job, and the other responders of the slave race will let Don't worry about their own independent organization. "
I was thinking that a lot of follow-up things need to be prepared now. Post-war support of indigenous civilizations in these worlds is just the easiest step in all things: because now that the war has ended, many related matters can be assuredly entrusted to our servants to deal with. Tree elves should be the most suitable candidates. No one is better at this kind of work than them. What needs to worry about the imperial ministry and administration is that there are more than a dozen problems in the world directly under the Central Government. Thanks to the Mellows for such a long time of construction-the empire has thirteen additional infrastructure-controlled universes at one time. This is a huge victory. I think it's a huge surprise like the Royal Starships that came by accident. Now these 13 worlds must be merged into the territory of the empire, otherwise it will not be an empire style. Next, we need to activate the dying garden, "pull" these worlds into the empire's territory, and specifically re-program them with coordinates, whether it should be inland or far away, so let the guys in the military department worry about it.
In addition to the issue of world organization, there is also how to compile local indigenous peoples with certain fighting power and civilization potential, and whether to incorporate them into the servant army. So many races have different situations. Some of them have a strong resistance to the servants who continue to become higher civilizations. Anurili's hesitation in facing this topic also proves this situation, but there are also some civilizations that can still be included in the slave resistance war. There used to be many insurgent forces and the emperor fighting together. It can almost be said that they have "interned" in the position of the Imperial Servants, so I think these 13 worlds should still be able to organize a new batch of Servants.
Then the Military Command will be busy again.
It can be seen that it is really a troublesome thing to really govern the country. Any step of your action is followed by at least ten times the details, and each question has more or less places that you need to ask yourself. Those who put the Empire in war As two gangs rush, thinking that they would be ok after grabbing things to go home after fighting with their teams ... you can wash and sleep.
I look at the time. It wasn't too early, so I mentioned to Anuli Lili another thing that came here:
"We are here to take Turuzzo. He should still be in the center of the sanctuary."
Hearing this sentence, Anuli Lili's face changed immediately. She is very clever and knows what I mean, but she also knows that she can't do anything at this time.
Turazzo is a Merova: More than 90% of Merova are the deadly enemies of the slave race. However, the remaining few percent are just the opposite, Turazzo is the most special one. For Anuli Lili and her people. Turazzo is a mentor, a shelter for more than a thousand years, a benefactor that allows this race to retain the last seed and persist to this dawn. This is true even for other slave races who have just become free. It is undeniable that there may be avengers in the slave race that advocate indiscriminate extreme revenge against all Melovars, but those inside the real resistance group know that their survival space and the weapons obtained during the battle are all conservatives The Mellows secretly supported them. These conservatives stood by the local indigenous peoples at the beginning of Mellow's invasion of these universes, and after being suppressed by Barryan, they persisted in providing help to the resistance organizations within their ability.
They didn't care if this part of the Merawa had betrayed the Spirit Empire.
I know Anuli Li is one of the most respected people in Turazzo, and her expression also reveals her current mood.
"Tutor ... what will happen to you?" Anuli Lili did her best, hoping to calm her voice.
"I will be sent to a military court for trial for treason 70,000 years ago," I sighed. "To be honest, I personally don't hate him anymore, but he made a big mistake to our empire ... According to the imperial code, treason will be executed. "
Anuli Li opened her eyes instantly.
"But I think he and other conservatives will be commuted at their discretion," I thought for a while, so relieved, "they are different from the radicals. The only thing they need to be responsible for is the treason decision that year, and they have betrayed that year. The emperor is still here, that is my sister, and I know her character now-she is a very gentle person and has little interest in revenge. In addition, conservatives have stood right in this war, And it has a lot of military achievements, so the prospects of conservatives are actually quite optimistic. "
"I don't know what happened to the mentor," Anu Lili lowered her head, her voice was not loud, but every word was very strong. "I just hope ... don't let him pay his atonement for so many years, okay?"
I smiled as wide as possible. He patted Anu Lili's shoulder: "Give us a teleport permit-so that the empire will not break in and arrest, but walk in and bring him out, you know what I mean."
The geocentric refuge is still in its original place. This huge steel city was once a battle fortress in space, but it was severely damaged during the war a thousand years ago. After being converted into a geocentric refuge facility, Lost the ability to leave this place. Anuli Lili opened the teleporting authority for us, but she didn't follow: she probably didn't want to see the arrest of her mentor.
Only a few of us came to the underground base and passed the outer zone along familiar routes. The inner ring city is very different from the last time I saw it.
The city's buildings are still there, but now there are no people left. All the people in the shelter have returned to the surface. Now it is a completely empty city. There were no busy flying vehicles over the city. In the Grand Canal that surrounds the city, the water flow has also stopped, and everyone is greeted by the empty and lonely wind blowing from all sides. It should be that the last owner of this shelter knows that the time to leave has arrived. Now the city's energy system is gradually shutting down. The ring-shaped city is turned off clockwise, and it is dimmed little by little. . It feels like a beast that has been lingering for a thousand years is gradually entering death.
When we came over the core area, the projection equipment of the sky also stopped operating. With a buzzing sound that rang through the sky, the blue sky flickering a few kilometers above us. Then it disappeared, revealing a gray-black metal canopy-the true face of this refuge, an old and obsolete steel wreck.
We found Turrazo in the main control room in the core area-in fact, he brought everyone here.
The football field's wide main control room is still brightly lit. This is the only place where the sanctuary has not been cut off from energy, and once the busiest area is now empty. All operation terminals are running automatically, and the projection screens are sequentially switched to the standby state. Turazzo is standing under the most central control tower. He heard the sound behind him and turned to show us a faint smile. , The voice was calm: "Please wait a moment, I have one last job."
We waited silently, watching Turuzzo turn off all the equipment here. Finally, he put his hand on a metal cylinder in front of the control tower and paused: "A thousand years ago, I started here Got the key ... "
The metal cylinder was rotated once, slowly pulled out, and a buzzing of energy was transmitted from all directions. The light in the main control room dimmed. An orange-red standby light replaced the normal lighting and always came from the floor. The faint vibration finally stopped completely.
"Now it's time to get off work," Turazzo turned around and held up the key in his hand. "Can I take this with me? Right is a memorial. This shelter will melt down in an hour and I can stay That's the only one down. "
"Of course," I nodded. "What else do you have to pack?"
"No, everything here doesn't belong to us originally, we have occupied these things for too long, it is time to leave innocently," Turazzo exhaled slowly, came to us and stretched his arms, "Give me Put on the chains, sorry for the delay. "
"Actually you don't need that thing," Qian Qian couldn't help muttering. "You won't run ... I feel weird."
"I put it on, I feel better. Also, when I leave ... I want to see people outside."
This is not an excessive request, and although it may cause a little commotion, we nodded in agreement.
The coordinates transmitted to the surface are beside Anuli Lili. Hundreds of members of the resistance group have gathered behind her. This is all her comrades in this area. When we and Turuzzo, wearing a shackle, appeared in front of everyone, there was silence all around.
Turazzo looked up at the sky of the surface world, shrugged: "It's been a long time."
"Tutor ..." A rebel fighter couldn't help coming forward, and seemed to want to do something, but Turazzo waved his hand to stop him: "Go back, you still have a task-I have it." He raised his arm to signal The shimmering chain: "This is voluntary."
He turned around and turned his back to the soldiers of the resistance group. In front of him, the civilians occupying most of the eyes. These former slaves looked at the yoke Merelo with surprise eyes ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Later, many people remembered what they heard from the rebel group. Complex sights came from all directions, some of them were friendly, but there were gazes full of anger and hostility. Turazzo was right. Unconsciously, he silently looked around at the scarred people, and then--
He knelt down.
Slowly and resolutely, the old man kneeled in front of the newly freed slaves, then fell down deeply on his upper body, his arms in shackles fell on the dust, his forehead was close to the chain, and the whole world seemed to be silent at this moment.
The slaves and the fighters of the resistance group were in a commotion, but to my surprise, it was Pandora who had been holding up Turrazo. She lifted the old man and her gray eyes fell without focus. On the other side: "Let's go."
The old man was finally relieved at this moment. He smiled from the bottom of his heart and looked at the chain in his hand: "Now, I am finally free."
Yes, freedom—behind us, there are countless slaves in scarred clothes, who have just been free; beside us, there are old men with yoke ready to go to the imperial court—
He has just been free.