While he was meditating, the familiar sound of metal collision and hammering suddenly sounded vaguely in Soshiyang's ears. He subconsciously raised his head and saw that the polyhedron at the top of the huge round tower turned into a red color like a hot furnace. He
Biao blinked and blurted out subconsciously.
"Val."
Veronica was stunned for a moment, then followed Soshyan's gaze and looked over. After a moment, a surprised expression appeared on her face.
"You mean...this is not a will to war, but..."
At this time, Giulio Pula and Zoila Ore came over, and then knelt down on one knee in front of them, each holding something in their hands.
"Only His Highness the Phoenix King himself can control the Blessing of Vaal without any means. We regret our rudeness just now. As you said, no matter what your identity is, you have been recognized by Asuryan. Perhaps the Great Phoenix has another
There is an arrangement... Here, all members of the Eldanes fleet uphold the wishes of Asuryan and pledge their allegiance to the new royal court. I hope that our people can return to their former homeland under the leadership of the benevolent Queen and Her Majesty.
Take back the homeland and let the eldest son of the ancient saint stand on the top of the galaxy again."
After saying that, all Aida knelt down.
Soshyan did not speak, but let the golden mask cover his face again. Veronica knew that he did not want to express any attitude, so she walked up to the two of them with a smile, stretched out her left hand and the two things automatically
flew into her hand.
It was a golden sphere that looked like golden eyes and a black metal object that looked like a dragon's claw. After falling into Veronica's hands, the golden sphere automatically rolled to the center of the dragon's claw, and the dragon's claw
The claws suddenly grasped the ball as if they were alive.
Seeing this scene, Suoshiyang's heart moved and he suddenly whispered:
"Can these two things control Blackstone Fortress?"
"Well, the combination of the two is the key to controlling it."
"Only Eldar can use it?"
"You want to ask...the war when the Great Reaver snatched two Blessings of Vaal? I can't say whether it can only be used by the Eldar, but the mentor once said that there is a danger around the Great Reaver.
She is the shadow of Vaal, she knows many secrets, maybe she is guiding or causing trouble, so that the great predator can use the Blessing of Vaal."
"Then can the thing in your hand control other Blackstone Fortresses?"
"Well... you can give it a try."
At this time, those weird insectoid aliens also came up, led by the huge individual. She then said to Veronica in the unique and melodious Ada language:
"Blessings and tributes to you, the merciful eternal queen, Tatanka Mians, I hope to gain your friendship, protect us, and surrender to you."
Veronica seemed to recognize this alien form. She stepped forward and stretched out her hand to lightly draw three lines above the other person's eyes, and then stretched out her hand to hold one of the other person's limbs.
"Good Oriti, I am willing to conclude a friendship with you, not as a subject, but as a friend."
Then dozens of insect aliens emitted some kind of low-frequency chirping at the same time, and Soshyan didn't know if it meant they were cheering.
Or Veronica gave him a simple explanation.
"Oreti is a new race. According to historical records, their civilization appeared about the same time as humans walked out of the solar system. However, the two have completely opposite attitudes towards the galaxy... although they have also become the galaxy they live in.
The owner of the country, but never expanded its territory, the Oriti spent thousands of years building a proud civilization on their home planet of Hanamet, building a huge network of cities that displayed beautiful religions.
Although they have also developed spaceships that can leave the star system, when they encounter other intelligent species, Oriti will welcome them with trade and friendship. Perhaps, in a less cruel galaxy, Oriti will welcome them with trade and friendship.
The Oriti may have survived, even thrived, and earned respect for their peaceful nature, but unfortunately, the galaxy was turned into war somewhere, and every fleet that passed through Oriti's home world was
They launched an invasion and plundered their property and people, causing the population of Oriti to plummet and the beautiful Hanamet to be destroyed. Finally, on the verge of extinction, the Oriti people fled their homeland.
Wandering in the galaxy with their few remaining spaceships, this once proud race is now just a scavenger. They don't even dare to approach planets with other civilizations, and they just live in abandoned worlds of death.
He searches for whatever he can to find something useful in order to survive."
After listening, Soshyan was silent for a moment, and then said softly:
"Survival is not a birthright, but a reward wrested by forgotten heroes from the hands of an indifferent Galaxy... Prosperity can only be sustained by strength and blood, not kindness and peace, the Galaxy is indifferent
There is no room for any weakness."
"But if all civilizations hold the concept that there are only enemies around them, will there be only endless wars in the galaxy?"
Soshyan didn't answer, and he didn't want to answer, because if the question continued, it might turn into an argument or even a quarrel. Perhaps Veronica was influenced by Isa and developed some unrealistic kindness, but Soshyan did not
He didn't intend to correct or belittle her. The only thing he could do was to use his strength to protect her from being hurt by this kindness.
Soshyan looked at the insect alien, remembered the Gothic language the other party had spoken before, and said:
"Have you... lived in human society and seen the Astartes?"
The insect alien didn't speak, but turned around. The carapace on its back suddenly opened a gap, and then a tentacle like a petal protruded from the inside.
"Oreti will share their feelings and memories they think are good with beings they trust, without any risk."
After hearing Veronica's words, Soshyan stretched out his hand, the gauntlet disappeared in the flames, and his palm came into direct contact with the petals.
For a moment, a feeling of sadness surged into his heart, and some fragments of memories also appeared in front of his eyes.
This is not a beautiful memory, but it buries the pain and fear deep in the memory——
He seemed to have turned into this alien shape, and seemed to be pressed in a collapsed tent. Its line of sight was only a narrow line in front of it. He/it could see the destroyed home, although it was just a simple camp with only some garbage piles.
Mud walls and tents, but only these are gone.
The blood-red Death roared and flew into their homes amid flames, using bullets and chain saws to cause horrific deaths.
His family was being slaughtered, but even more horrifyingly, they were being eaten.
The giants in red armor were lying on the body of their mother, biting it with fangs. The helmets were thrown aside casually. Their snow-white skin had turned deep red, and their eyes were bulging like corpses in nightmares.
Ghost, purple blood was splashed everywhere.
The air was silent, except for the creepy tearing and sucking sounds. Soshyan noticed the shoulder armor of those soldiers, and the corners of his eyes twitched sharply.