Jiaying's face was hidden behind the transparent helmet of the oval spacesuit until she learned to turn on the hidden searchlight light in the full-coverage mask. She heard Constantine mention the interstellar missile and Terregan compound warheads, and her face remained calm because she didn't know what the interstellar missile was, nor did she know what the Terregan compound warheads were. Her level of education was not enough to make her understand the properties of Terregan compound, and the biological enrichment effects of the biological chain.

This means that animals and plants around the world will be contaminated, causing inestimable impacts. As the human race at the top of the food chain, even if there is no heterogeneous gene encoding that can bind to Terigen compounds, it will inevitably suffer severe genetic mutations in Terigen compounds pollution. The global cancer incidence will increase significantly, and there will even be many diseases that have never appeared in the past. The emperor calmly told Jiaying the plan of the Attilan Inhuman Gene Parliament, including the impact of those Terigen warheads, but the latter did not care about this at all, and even showed a satisfied smile.

"Let me communicate with you in morpheme words. This language has a lot of information and can effectively shorten our communication time. You often complain that humans persecuted the Inhuman race, but you never realize that many of the tragedies and enemies in your life were created by you. The Inhuman race is the same. No one wants the meat they eat today to come from the eight-legged chicken."

"So what?" Jiaying stared at the ground. She dared not look directly at the emperor because the glowing eyes could pierce her soul and dig out the deepest hidden memories in her brain. Every day and night she spent in the prison of the Immortal City was suffering in the hands of the interrogator. Just the moment she looked at the emperor, the pain she suffered far more than all the torture she had suffered since she was imprisoned.

"Do you want to persuade me to change my mind?"

"You have reason to choose to remember hatred, and you have reason to choose to abandon your faith in the human race and choose to revenge, because you have experienced the most tragic fate in the world. Also as an immortal, I know that kind of pain. No matter what choice you make, there is a reason. I will not ask everyone to forget the harm they suffered." The noble voice sounded in her ears. Jiaying saw the crimson cloak inlaid with golden threads on the ground covered the emperor's calf armor, as if the gems and exquisite sculptures on the armor attracted all her attention.

With the rumbling sound of the tracks that ran over the deck in the distance, a soldier wearing black void combat armor, bulletproof breathing mask, holding laser weapons, plasma weapons and individual missiles followed the armored vehicle. The appearance of this soldier diverted Jiaying some attention so that her spirit would not be completely crushed by the emperor's spiritual glow, while the emperor himself had no idea of ​​restraining his spiritual power, as if he was proclaiming his existence with great fanfare.

That heavy, warm and magnificent sense of existence affects everyone in this star castle all the time.

"This is the first war for the human race to move towards the galaxy. Out of respect for the immortals, I am willing to give up part of the carrying mass to let you witness this war with your own eyes. I want you to watch the moment when the alien race is heading towards destruction. Perhaps the future history books of human beings will not record this battle, or hide some of the truth, but it is undeniable that the steps built by the corpses of the alien race will pave the way for the human race to move towards the galaxy."

Even though Jiaying kept telling herself that this was just an illusion caused by visual fatigue and space travel, she had to admit that the light in Atilan Star Fort was getting lower and lower. Even if the command camp had extra light, she still felt that the lights seemed to be limited by some invisible force in the air and then sank into the darkness. Corresponding to this was the brighter emperor, the golden light was like scorching metal, driving away the invisible miasma in the air.

“One other thing has to do with your daughter Daisy Johnson.”

Hearing his daughter's name, Jiaying's eyes flashed and she was erratic.

"I promise you that she will spend her life peacefully and peacefully. But she will not have any descendants."

"Why did you mention her to me? Do you think I would regard her as more important than the Inhuman race?" The short woman couldn't even reach the emperor's chest, but at this moment she was as fierce as a female bear. "Do you think you can use her to threaten me?"

"Maybe, I don't know. Maybe some people think I am very powerful, but I am not omniscient and omnipotent, and what I do is just a plan based on planning. Threat? No, I don't know your feelings for Daisy Johnson, I don't want to use her to change your position, nor do I want to use her to threaten you. You have no surplus value available to me, Jiaying, I have obtained enough information from your brain and the library of the afterlife. You stand here just because of my promise to you, and also let you witness the impact of the destruction of the afterlife. You already know the purpose of the afterlife, but you never know what secrets are hidden in the pile of old papers, and I don't think anyone will be bored to read the papers written in Cree and covered with borers. For the aliens who first established the afterlife, Atiran is their second hometown."

"Are you really hypocritical? You actually call yourself the king of humanity?" Jiaying wrinkled her nose and tried to change the topic.

Due to the long-term injection of nutrients, she is in a very healthy state. Her immortal constitution has re-played its role under the influence of sufficient nutrients, making Jiaying look younger than before she was imprisoned. She has always been a beautiful woman, but the abuse she suffered has completely destroyed her body. When her husband Kevin Zebo turned her out of the trash can and sewed her with needles and threads little by little, the woman completely lost her former soul and appearance.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! To this day, Jiaying's body still has no internal organs, and even she can't tell how she survived. There seems to be something that does not exist in the material universe under her chest and abdomen as a filling, replacing the lost internal organs. Her level of knowledge is not enough to explain this situation, but the psychic interrogator who has received Kama Taj education is very clear about what this means. This means that Jiaying's awakening psychic energy instinctively fills her body with immaterial dimension energy when she suffered from the living dissection. If her husband Kevin Zebo does not sew her together, maybe after a while, Jiaying will be reborn from the discarded remains.

It can be said that Daniel White Hall's vital anatomy and Kevin Zebo's suture of wreckage are to some extent similar to the behavior of making mummies. From the perspective of witchcraft, this ritual behavior binds Jiaying's soul to her original body. Even though she has not learned arcane, her spiritual power combined with Kevin Zebo's wishes makes her spiritual power unconsciously maintain her body movement. Even if it is just a conjecture about sympathetic magic rituals, the research paper about Jiaying's current situation is widely circulated among the Kama Taj seniors, especially the paper was written by the emperor.

"You and I are the same kind as you, why should we help humans? Can't you see that humans will not have any progress? Even if you help them, they will not be grateful to you. They will only want you to die, that's all."

The emperor just smiled and did not respond.

Constantine walked forward and pinched Jiaying's breathing helmet with her huge palm. Just when Jiaying thought her life was about to end and these golden armored giants were about to crush their heads, she found that the Imperial Guard was just checking whether the seal on her one-piece space suit neck was firm enough. The same inspection process occurred to almost all armed soldiers, and even human soldiers fighting on the front line would find an opportunity to perform this inspection, especially soldiers wearing black void combat uniforms. These soldiers from the Immortal City have proud military skills. They personally received training from the Imperial Guard and the appointment and removal of the emperor, and participated in the battle as the vanguard of the mortal army of this war.

"There are third parties involved in this war." The emperor explained patiently, "Besides humans and the alien race, there is another force trying to provoke a larger massacre."

"You are already launching a massacre." Jiaying said sarcastically, "Look at your genetically modified monster. You call us mutants, but you have created another mutant. Your creation has no sympathy or emotion." She glanced at the golden guards. At this moment, the remaining guards have been re-equipped. They slowly drove the armored tracked vehicles dedicated to the Imperial Council to the command center where the emperor was, Amon, Deriksian, Hammurabi and Hannibal quickly took over their original positions, without any communication at all.

"Who do you want to kill with them?"

"The enemy that the aliens are harder to kill." Constantine responded. Jiaying turned her head and looked at his expressionless face, not knowing how to answer for a moment. Because she could feel that Constantine was telling the truth, and all the words she prepared were to deal with insults and refutations.

"My Lord, the PF weapon is ready." Amon held the data board before the emperor. "The engineering team is ready to pour the PF fire into the deck cracks. According to the technicians, no matter what is hidden in the deck cracks, as long as there is enough PF fire, we can burn them to death."

The technician's proposal is very interesting.

The weapons of mass destruction, such as the Phosphorus fire weapon, can indeed play a role, and at the same time, can achieve the emperor's goal, squeezing the third-party war forces in the deck cracks, illuminating the darkness they hide, ablating their flesh, and melting their bones. The technicians also found that the industrial production line of the Atilan Inhuman race can also create simple Finnia Phosphorus fires. Some people suggested that the Finnia Fire be poured into the deck cracks with high pressure gas to create a large sea of ​​fire sweeping the lower deck, and at the same time taking away the oxygen reserves of the upper deck. The same weapon can also be used on the upper deck, that is, the Inhuman settlements, so that all Inhuman races can be killed more quickly.

The Imperial Guards issued a tactical feasibility argumentation report.

For the battles that took place in this void aircraft, all humans have no military experience, and all tactics need to be proved. The Battle of Atilan became the best experimental field for argumentation and tactics. This experimental observation will be conducted for the combat analysis and judgment department on the earth. Within a few minutes, Jiaying saw the dazzling fireworks blooming under the steel dome of the Atilan residential area, like millions of burning stars slowly falling. The genetically modified warrior wearing power armor completely ignored the damage of this weapon, but for the lack of equipment, it was not allowed to be used to completely ignore the damage of this weapon.

For the insulated and protected alien army, the red hot phosphorus fire is like flames from hell - these flames float in the air and stick tightly to the human body as the air flows, and cannot be removed no matter what, until the burned skin and bones are burned through. Sometimes, even breathing will attract the phosphorus fire like a living creature. Anyone who suffers from this weapon will face extremely terrible pain, but those erratic phosphorus fires fall on the power armor of the genetically modified warriors, and in the end they can only burn a black carbon mark that can be erased casually.

The genetically modified soldiers walked on the streets in the white flames of phosphorus fire and saw tiny white flames penetrated into the ruins of the building like snakes. After a while, violent struggles and screams would sound, and finally disappear, leaving only the rolling white smoke and the fire that pierced the darkness. The genetically modified soldiers calmly raised their guns and killed the aliens who were trying to break out of the encirclement. They quietly waited for the next round of the hell fire that bloomed in the Phosphorus Fire Burning Bomb to fall.

Not that no one organized a resistance.

When the Phosphorus Fire Flower fell near certain buildings, it stopped in the air until it burned out. Some Phosphorus Fires seemed to be blown by strong winds, and they were all concentrated in the open space and could not ignite anything. Some more strange situations occurred. No one had ever seen Phosphorus Fire falling on the ground, which actually freezes the sewage all over the ground into ice. Whenever a similar situation occurs, the genetically modified soldiers would dispatch in teams to find the mutants that caused these phenomena and shoot them to death - the mechanically modified soldiers led by Mars technicians.
Chapter completed!