Chapter 88: (1)

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It is still the dim and dull hall. The hemispherical glass covers are like pustules bulging on the ground, reflecting the bleak light. The imprisoned people sit dull in the glass covers, their eyes are dim and their look is numb .
He has come back here more than once in a dream.
He didn't know why he dreamed of this place again and again, he didn't even know if it was a dream, because everything he saw was too real, as if it were real.
He looked at the people who were numb or standing or sitting inside the glass cover, their thin bodies, and abnormally pale skin without seeing the sun for a long time. Those people stared at the void, their faces as if withered, their souls As if it no longer exists in one's body.
...... There is a sense of intelligibility ...
He seems to be an illusion in this place, he can see others, but others don't feel his presence, he can go anywhere.
At this moment, he walked into a glass cover and stood in front of a person, who was sitting on the ground dumb and thin, he saw the traces of tiny pinholes on that person's arm, which made him sting. After a while.
"Let her go!"
A hoarse shout came from the side, and he turned to look at it, and saw the girl with yellow hair, shouting hoarsely at the people beside him.
In the glass cover opposite her, two heavily armed men were dragging out the weak girl inside, as if to take the girl away.
"Let her go! I'll come! I'll go instead of her--"
As if no one heard the roar of the yellow-haired girl over here, those few men raised the weak girl expressionlessly and took it out. The yellow-haired girl eagerly reached out her hands subconsciously, but the light on the inner wall of the glass cover flashed her again.
She was lying on the ground, her arm was wiped and bleeding, she was lying on the ground, obviously the blow was so heavy that she could never stand up again, but her eyes still stared at the girl with a similar appearance to her outside The ground crawled a few times in that direction.
The girl with a weak breath was dragged out forcibly, and she kept her eyes closed, looking pale as if she would stop breathing next second. At this time, she suddenly opened her eyes slightly, even if the action of opening eyes was to her Both are extremely strenuous.
She slowly opened her eyes and glanced at her sister, lying on the ground in a glass cover. The corners of her lips moved extremely hard, and she seemed to want to console her with a smile on her sister. But the radian of that lip corner was too weak, so faint that it couldn't be seen at all. She pressed all her fears into her closed eyes from her sister.
Soon, she was taken away from those people.
Everyone stared blankly at the girl who was taken away, and their numb eyes exuded pain at this moment. Because they all experienced it, they all knew what was waiting for this girl.
Endless experiments, not being treated as adults, being treated inhumanely, are tortured by death ... These people treat them like mice, experimenting with them, and using them to do various living experiments.
The yellow-haired girl lying on the ground stared blankly at the girl's figure disappearing in front of her eyes. The corners of her eyes twitched, and the water mist stained the corners of her eyes. The tears that were about to burst were forced by her go back.
She gritted her teeth, her teeth rattling, her hands clenched, and her nails pierced her palms. She lowered her head, her dry and messy yellow hair covering her face and her hate-filled eyes.
Hate, despair, pain, resentment, killing ...
Strong negative feelings raged, and huge spiritual power filled them with the entire space. The powerful infection was like a powerful virus that instantly swept everyone. Those who were originally numb felt the same at this moment, and the flames of hatred also appeared in their eyes.
Like the surging waves coming in, like the flood pouring down, the vast darkness covering the sky, and the rendered human soul is soaked into a dark one—
Even if he should have been in a dream, he seemed to be swept up by this terrible vengeance--
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Mute opened his eyes sharply, he breathed quickly, his chest was violently undulating, he clenched his arms with his hands, took a few deep breaths, and then suppressed the violent emotion that flowed from the bottom of his heart.
Everything in the dream was too real. It seemed as if it happened in front of him. At that moment, he seemed to be infected by the negative dark emotions of those people ...
He vaguely guessed that it might not be just a dream.
The familiar glass cover and instruments are just older than the environment he is in now. What he dreamed of may be something that happened in this place before.
Those people ... perhaps those who were previously imprisoned here.
Because of the strong mental power and the pain caused by the torture, the dark emotions of those people were left behind, and he came here, because the same mental power and pain resonated, he was gradually left here Eroded by negative emotions, so I constantly dream about what happened in the past.
The boy took a deep breath, his body trembling slightly, and the intense violent emotion of wanting revenge and killing all humans eroded him and infected him.
He closed his eyes, and the beautiful blue planet emerged in his mind. The peaceful blue meaning calmed his emotions a little bit, and the lingering violent feeling invaded into his head was also dissipated. Come.
He opened his eyes again, and his slender eyelashes cast deep shadows on his pale, bloodless cheeks, and his fine black hair was scattered messily in front of his eyes. He sat on the cold metal ground, curled up under a silver-white metal table. His body was still weak, and he couldn't exert a little strength. He probably guessed that it was because he was forcibly injected with medicines that weakened his muscles every day.
All he could do now was barely raise his hand. He lowered his head and looked at his hand. The pale skin had fine pinholes, and the traces of blue blood vessels under the thin skin. The syringes that pierced his body took blood and even bone marrow from himself every day, as if taking his life away a little bit.
Even if the pain is crazy, even the painful groaning is useless. Those people treat him like a puppet that makes them wanton to break and fiddle. They never feel that the puppet will be painful and sad.
Mute faintly understood why those people in the dream were numb and why they had no soul like a walking dead.
When you have been treated as a puppet for a long time without knowing that the pain will not hurt, you will really think that you have nothing but the body.
nothing.
Mute lowered her head, her thin fingers clasping her arms with her last strength.
He closed his eyes, the blue planet in his memory was still there, countless times, in pain, when he wanted to give up himself completely, it saved him from the edge of collapse again and again.
The warmth in the memory is still there. In the dream, the person embraces the touch when they stare at the earth together, and the person above the sea looks at his bright blue pupils, like the soft waves of the waves ...
So it doesn't matter.
As long as these memories remain, he can hold himself.
The boy closed his eyes and breathed lightly, his eyelashes trembling gently.
He won't die, he won't stay in this terrible place all the time.
Major General came to him.
He would wait until the day that person appeared before him.
Hey, that's the sound of the door sliding automatically, especially in the terrible silent room. It was just a little movement that made Mute tremble. He knew what that meant, and every sound of this sound meant the arrival of those who looked like demons in his eyes, and the beginning of his pain every day.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the horror that emanated from the body, suppressing the tremors of his body. He looked up, and his eyes became cold at this moment, looking coldly at those people.
That was his only pride, no matter what happened, no matter how painful he was, he would never show weakness in front of these people. In those tortures, even if he had broken his teeth, he did not say a word of mercy. He was well aware that in the eyes of those people, nothing was anything but the experimental subject, and he was useless whatever he said.
They say he is a monster, but the real monster is blinded by desire and greed to all of them.
"In terms of blood, body composition, bone marrow and even genes, there is no difference from ordinary humans."
"But why does Gah have that power?"
"Perspective scans also show that skeletal muscles are the same composition as humans."
"The mental strength is strong, but there is no abnormality in the brain, and there are no particularly active areas."
The leading old man nodded, he was not surprised, because the results of the research on Jia have always been the same.
It is no different from ordinary people. The only difference with them is that they have not been genetically modified and are the most primitive human genes.
"Next, the test can only be carried out through mental penetration," said the old man. "Injection of hallucinogens."
Hallucinogens can cause a person's mental palpitations. The injection of this agent is to facilitate the next spiritual penetration.
The spiritual world is the most important existence of every person, and it is where it is connected to the soul. Human beings have explored for tens of thousands of years, but they have only explored the skin of the human spiritual world.
The use of forcible means to invade the spiritual realm of others is a felony, and no one must infringe on the spiritual world of others, because it will cause great damage to the human's spirit, which will lead to the result of mental breakdown and disorder. Because the pain of spiritual injury is directly facing the human soul, naked and unpreparable, this pain is hundreds of times more than the physical body.
If one's mental invasion of another person is considered to be mild, then using a special mental penetration instrument to invade the spirit is the most cruel mental abuse. The mechanical brain is cold and has no room for relaxation. It will forcibly tear a person's surface consciousness in the simplest and roughest way, and crush it to the depths of the person's spirit in a way that crushes one's spirit, like Like cramps and skins, the memory and spirit of that person are extracted at once-just like a person who lives alive with a single knife Ling Chi-Ling Chi is not a flesh, but a fragile soul.
Strong mental power can counterattack and reject the spiritual invasion of others, but the mental invasion of the machine-inspired brain is different. No matter how strong the mental power is, it cannot be resisted, just like a hard stone cannot resist the invasion of a diamond.
This is a torture that violates human rights even if it is not allowed to be used for the most serious felony offenders.
However, [Ga] is not considered a person.
The huge halo slowly dropped from above, enclosing the teenager bound by the cold metal chair in the golden halo.
Mute sat on the metal chair, his limbs were firmly clamped by the metal ring extending from the chair, and his only movable finger was tightened tightly by him. He didn't know what he was going to face next. A heartbreaking premonition emerged from the bottom of his heart, making him short of breath.
Go on.
He closed his lips and thought.
As long as he can survive, he will surely be able to save him in the future.
In any case, he has to stay up to that moment.
Mute tightened his body, tightened his lips, and told himself repeatedly, closing his eyes. He couldn't see that when he closed his eyes, a golden light circle flashed around him, and an innumerable blue light curtain appeared. The air around him.
A slightly smaller golden halo fell from above and circled around his head. A thin golden wire like a silk thread extended from the halo, like countless slender tentacles, slowly spreading towards him. Come.
The countless slender filaments touched Mute's temples, neck, hindbrain, and so on, and then slowly penetrated into the skin. From a distance, it seems like countless filaments have penetrated Mute's head.
An indescribable chill penetrated into it, and Mute's clenched fingers began to shiver.
He couldn't tell how it felt, it was like being peeled and thrown into the snow and ice, the coldness that penetrated the soul spread over the earth, making him unable to control the trembling of his body.
"Spirit invasion begins."
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The girl was tightly tied to the chair, her head was covered by a hood-style glass cover for the most part, and a glimmer of electricity flashed in the glass cover, covering her head.
The girl was wailing, hissing, and heartbreaking. She screamed frantically, struggling, and wanted to be relieved from the pain, but her body was tied tightly to the chair, and she could only endure the waves Wave tears her soul into a mental attack.
Her skinny face had been stained with mottled tears, and her screaming of heartbreaking was hoarse.
Far away, far away, her twin sister knelt on the ground, holding her head tightly, her eyes filled with hatred.
Tears filled her pale face, and at this moment, she could clearly feel the pain of life worse than death transmitted by the existence of the other half of her life.
She knelt on the ground, hugging her head, and her lower lip was bitten by herself.
Don't leave me.
I'm sorry ... sister, it's too painful ... I can't carry it ...
Please, don't leave me alone!
Sorry……
It was a conversation passed silently through spiritual power, one side begging hard, the other side weakened.
In the silence, the slight faintness of breath made the yellow-haired girl kneeling on the ground uncontrollably expressing a look of horror, no matter how painful torture never gave her the slightest, only that person's faint spirit Force frightened her, terrified of herself.
Do not……
When the girl's horrified eyes felt that the familiar mental power slowly disappeared, she became despair a little.
Do not! !! !!
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The spirit was torn apart, torn apart.
The icy and huge force came in, like a flood pouring down, impacting his consciousness, sucking his flesh like a creeping maggot.
It seemed like an invisible sharp knife splitting his body, plucking off his skin, pulling out the tendons in his flesh, and pulling out his bone marrow.
The teenager was trembling all over, and the trembling couldn't be suppressed, as if shivering.
He was shaking with pain throughout his body.
The physical pain is completely inferior to the mental pain. The pain of the torn soul makes him unable to control himself any more and makes a cry of pain.
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The girl was sitting on a chair, the glass covering her head was still flashing, but the light curtain connected to the message had stopped flashing.
The dry yellow hair fell in front of her eyes, and the girl lowered her head suddenly. She still opened her eyes, widened, her pupils enlarged to the limit, stared at her feet, and saliva was seeping from the corner of her mouth.
Her pupils dilated, her skinny face twisted, and she had stopped breathing.
"Well, it's just a 200% mental invasion."
Someone said so.
"Just a little something was detected just now ... forget it, hurry up and mention one more."
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In the distance, in the dome-shaped glass cover, the dry-haired girl knelt on the ground with tears on her face.
Her hands rested on the cold ground, her eyes that had never been so terrible had lost all the glory at this moment, and her pupils seemed to be in the deepest darkness at this moment.
She knelt on the ground, raised her hand, and covered her face, her eyes pierced through the gaps in her fingers, and her eyes permeated the deepest despair, except for hatred.
The air seemed to tremble, and the invisible sense of oppression sank a little, like the moment when the volcano on the sea floor was about to erupt.
Then, the moment when the dead girl's body with her eyes open was dragged here, and the moment when the dead body appeared in front of the girl with yellow hair-
Everything erupted at this instant, out of control.
A horrible force like a nuclear bomb rips everything apart, the shattered glass splashes everywhere, and the large and hard base is torn apart in half.
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"Deeper invasion!"
The teenager was trembling, and the unspeakable pain from the spirit left him on the verge of collapse.
His pupils were enlarged to the limit, his forehead was stretched out, he clenched his fists, and the blood from the palm pierced by his fingertips had stained his fingers.
"Up, 200%!"
It was more physical than irresistible, and almost tore his entire body to pieces.
"Raise the invasion level again! 300%!"
"The bearing capacity is approaching the limit, and if this continues, it will likely cause the subject to collapse."
"Jia's tolerance is very strong, continue, 400%-"
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It was an overwhelming darkness, and pain was like the storm that swept away, tearing his soul.
The boy's memory seems to be cracking, and his whole person seems to be cracking--
Countless things have surged lately, impacting his soul.
【I did not do anything! Nothing at all! 】
[Please, please let me go home. 】
【……mom! 】
[Please, let him go. 】
【give me back! He's just a child! Give me back my child! 】
[So painful ...]
[Why did you do this to me ... I didn't do anything, I never hurt anyone ...]
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[... ...]
[Those humans ... those monsters ... all it! 】
Pain, despair, sorrow ... all the negative emotions, all the sufferings of the tortured Gha who have been here for ten thousand years, poured out at this moment, and merged with his pain.
The dark air came over the sky, like the waves that swept away, overthrowing the boat he was clinging to.
He fell into the dark waves, pulled by the vortex, sinking, and sinking endlessly to the deepest ocean floor.
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The entire sturdy research base exploded as if attacked by terrorists, and instantly became a ruin. It was like the ground where nuclear bombs raged, and countless people who had escaped were buried under the ruins.
Among the collapsed ruins, on the countless bodies, someone slowly came out of the ruins.
The skinny body, the pale pale skin, the dry yellow hair, and the thin young girl coming out of the ruins were more frightening than anything at this moment.
The girl's pupil flashed a blue luster, almost rich to black blue light.
Her somber gaze shivered more than anything, and she seemed to come from the fire of for revenge.
Countless bullets hit her, but were blocked from a thin layer of blue light.
And in the next second, all the people in front of her eyes seemed to be holding their throats by the invisible hands in the air, and lifted off the ground stiffly.
[All humans ... it! 】
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"The target is unconscious! The spirit is broken!"
At the moment when this sentence just ended, the teenager who had fainted on the metal chair suddenly opened his eyes.
His pupils flashed a dazzling blue luster. Almost instantly, the horrendous air flow opened, and some invisible and horrible power came in, tearing everything suddenly.
The metal chair that bound the boy turned into powder in an instant--
The three-story glass cover was burst by the terrible air pressure, and glass fragments were sprayed out and penetrated the metal walls in all directions. And the pitted metal wall was like a piece of paper in the next second, torn apart stiffly.
The cracks were torn from the ground, and within a second, the cracks extended in all directions.
The earth shook like a terrible horror that shook the world when the volcano erupted. The entire metal secret room exploded, and everyone in it ran out of that terrible airflow, falling to the cracked ground with his head broken.
What was called the most unbreakable captivity chamber that existed a second ago was crushed into powder by this invisible force, and it became a ruin in an instant.
On the ruins, the thin teenager was suspended in midair.
The corners of the white tops and shorts were flying, and the skin of the empty, slender limbs appeared pathologically pale in the light.
The short black hair was dancing on the teenager's cheek, and his white skin and bloodless lips became more and more shocking.
The teenager floating in midair looked down, and the blue luster in his pupil flashed.
He looked down at those heads lying on the ruins, and looked up at those who looked at him in horror and horror. His eyes were so cold that he had no emotion.
The boy's body seemed to be shrouded in darkness, his eyes exuding a terrible violent atmosphere, and naked hatred. He just looked down at the ground with cold eyes, which made people unable to breathe.
He hovered in the air, an indescribable sense of oppression from the bottom of his heart came to this deadly space.
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The blue and black luster in the pupils of the yellow-haired girl who came out of the ruins was flashing, and she looked coldly at the people around her who were suspended in the air.
Hiss, that's the sound of a person's body being torn, that's the sound of a person's flesh bursting.
Just for a moment, the bodies of the numerous soldiers who were struggling in the air burst open alive, the flesh of red blood splashed into a blood color, countless stubbles flew in the air and scattered all over the ground.
Like a of death from hell, the girl walked forward step by step, and every step she took, everything around her shattered.
She walked forward, all the human beings seen in her sight, the body was torn apart at the moment she saw, and the death was miserable.
The girl walked forward, stepping on the flesh and blood of a place, and breaking the arm of a place in the royal city.
There was no living person in her sight, only the breath of death.
Where she is, is alive.
She brought to earth.
No, it is human beings who brought to earth.
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That was a scene that happened ten thousand years ago, [the end of the king's capital], but the past scene seems to merge with the present.
The pain, hatred, and despair of those who had been persecuted and tortured to death on the earth, continually gathered in his soul.
The figure of the yellow-haired girl seemed to be behind him at this moment, her shadow, her invisible hand, gently pressed on his hand.
The hand covering the back of his hand contained all the hatred of the persecuted Ga.
The pupils of the teenager suspended in mid-air flashed blue light, and those who fell in the ruins flew from the ground one by one, as if an invisible large hand in the air caught their throats, stiff Habitat lifted them in midair.
The people who were hoisted in mid-air showed a terrified look. Their eyes were filled with fear, and they tried desperately to struggle, but their bodies hanging in the air couldn't move.
Those who were hoisted suspended in the air, countless people, surrounded by dark-haired teenagers floating in the air.
Mute floated in the air, no expression on pale and beautiful face.
His blue pupils with unforgettable hatred, and violent eyes slowly glanced from the people who were hanging in mid-air suffering painfully.
To live or die is just a thought of a teenager.
[Kill them. 】
[Humans it. 】
The shadow of the girl with yellow hair seemed to be behind him, merging with him, with all the hatreds of millions of years.
[... Kill all humans! 】
Mute's eyes grew colder, and he slowly raised his hand, blue light surging at his fingertips.
For only a moment, as long as his finger moves slightly, all the people hanging in the air will burst into flesh and blood, his limbs will tear, and his body will be broken.
His fingertips moved slightly.
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[You cannot be a monster. 】
It was a voice that suddenly appeared in his mind, his own voice.
At that time, he had said something to the major general and the dead man.
[You cannot be the same monster as these monsters expect. 】
He heard the voice of his own words at that time, and this moment appeared so clearly in his mind filled with darkness and hatred.
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The boy stared blankly at the void, and his dancing black hair was brushed by invisible air currents before his pupils flashing blue light.
He stared blankly, as if looking at the past through the front. He was filled with the hatred in his eyes, and the terrible violent breath was dispersed a little.
Mute stared forward stunned, as if he was looking at nothing, and looking at nothing. His hands were slowly lowered, he stood in the midair, invisible air flow around him, like the wind howling beside him.
The wind dispersed in all directions, and the people hanging in the air suddenly lost weight and fell heavily from the air to the ground.
The boy was suspended in the air, looking down at the ground.
He saw the earth in ruins, the crumbling remains, and the destruction was only an instant.
He saw the people lying on the ruins, those who had looked at him with a glance down at the ants at the moment were looking up at him with fear and terror.
The people lay at his feet, shivering, looking pale, and humble like a dust.
The teenager looked down at the earth, down at those lowly lives.
What he saw at this moment was an unspeakable sadness.
... when tortured as an experimental subject, no matter how painful he was, he never showed a little fragility before these people, and he never shed tears before them.
Because he knew that his fragility and tears were just a joke in the eyes of these people.
[... You cannot be a monster like them. 】
However, at this moment, the boy looked down at the earth, his eyes filled with sadness.
He closed his eyes, and the long, slender eyelashes with water vapor cast deep shadows on his pale cheeks.
A tear dripped slowly from the corner of his closed eyes.
The wind roared and hovered around him.
The hurricane swept the earth, rolled up countless rubble on the ground, shattered metal and glass pieces, and numerous sharp and hard fragments were caught in the hurricane.
Layer by layer, piled up, the hurricane swept through the debris, forming a round sphere.
The hurricane and countless blade fragments whistled to form a sphere, layer after layer, enclosing the dark-haired boy in it.
They are like guards who guard the youth faithfully, protecting them, and anyone who intends to step into them will be torn and shattered.
The sphere hurricane with its numerous sharp blades cut off the outside world. The space surrounded by the hurricane was quiet and faint blue light flashed here.
Mute curled up in the middle of this quiet space. He closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly.
His curled-up posture was like returning to his mother's arms, and his sleeping face was more peaceful than anything at this moment ... even if there was a tear mark left in the corner of his eyes that calmly spread out.
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The war in the universe has come to an end. Most of Miya ’s rebel party ’s fleet has been wiped out. Nadia ’s flagship, the Marquis of Miya, has run out of food, and has been blocked by countless warships in dead ends.
The outcome is set.
The young major general stood on a high podium, and his dark blue eyes looked down at the battlefield that was about to end the battle. His handsome face was still as cold and unemotional as usual.
Lieutenant Colonel Via was standing beside him, reporting to him the casualties and losses of the various fleets in this battle. Because the battle was almost over, the soldiers on Ishtar also relaxed a bit at this moment, especially the soldiers in charge of firing who needed to maintain a high degree of tension at the moment were shaking their sore wrists.
Suddenly, it was like a storm of particles swept up suddenly—like a mental storm erupting from the direction of Emperor Star—that storm whistled and raged violently across the universe in all directions—
It was a moment when Emperor Xing's youth mental power broke out because of out of control.
The terrible mental power he burst out was like a nuclear bomb exploding mentally, and spreading in all directions with a severe impact.
That powerful mental power even broke away from the planet and hit the universe, hitting everyone's spirit heavily.
The head seemed to be severely hit in an instant, and everyone hugged the head like a cracking moan at this instant.
Their spirits suffered an invisible and powerful shock at this moment.
For ordinary people, it ’s just a momentary shock. They just feel a headache and a blank mind at this moment.
However, for a person with strong mental power, the despair, pain, sadness and unforgettable images contained in this shocking mental power storm all poured into his own spirit in an instant.
He could feel all the suffering of the master of the spirit in the storm-like spiritual shock.
[... Major General ...]
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"What's going on, mental shock?"
For a moment, tinnitus was blank and uncomfortable. Via held her head and shook it hard.
Miya's secret weapon? No, it's too late to use it now. Besides, this weapon can't have such large-scale lethality-and the flash point seems to be at Emperor Star?
As he thought quickly, he looked at Major General Troll next to him.
With one glance, his heart suddenly stagnate.
He saw that Major General Troll pressed his hand on his forehead, and the thin black hair was scattered on the major general's narrow phoenix. Stopped beating.
He could not describe the look of Major General at the moment.
Because the moment he saw those eyes, his brain was interrupting the film in a shock, blank.
"... Start the Star Cannon."
There was no undulating voice, just a little lower than usual, one word at a time, but I didn't know why people started to shiver unexplainably.
Via was so horrified that his mind was blank for a moment, and Via returned to his mind. He didn't know why Major General suddenly activated the star-killer, the most lethal terrorist weapon on Ishtar.
"Wait, Your Majesty, are you going to destroy the flagship of the Marquis of Mia? Not to catch it alive?"
The Star Destroyer is extremely powerful and can almost destroy a small satellite. Unless it destroys the flagship or defensive cruiser, it will not easily be used.
The major general seemed as if he hadn't heard Via's words at all, his cold eyes just stared at the light curtain in front of him.
"Target, α657, β789, γ1256, δ874."
Via stared for a moment, staring at that coordinate position, and suddenly her pupils contracted.
"Lord Major General!"
That coordinate position-[Scepter of Heaven]-that is the position of the eleventh satellite, Zimir!
"That's-what are you going to do? !!!"
In the icy voice of Major General Troll who was frightening and trembling for some reason, the muzzle of the Star Cannon that had accumulated energy was aligned with the coordinates of the Major General, and the soldier responsible for manipulating the Star Cannon looked at the muzzle Target, looking at the blue planet, looking at the satellite Zimir orbiting over the blue planet ... his hands were shaking.
He swallowed hard.
"Sir, that, that is ...