The "former" commander of the Iron Army Complex, Heiros from Palladium, is also walking in a remote corner of the Great Pulse Wasteland. Although he has not formally requested to resign from the Commonwealth government, he is indeed the predecessor. In this operation
He had already made preparations before. Once his identity had to be revealed, his resignation report would be automatically sent to the central government of the Iron-Army Alliance. Of course, it also included an emotional and logical confession, in which
It also includes your own identity.
Does this count as surrendering? If I can't survive in the organization in the future, I might be able to get a reduced sentence when I return to my hometown, and maybe even get some pension or something.
Heiros did not approach the transverse rift valley near the equator of the planet, but tried to keep himself as far away from that direction as possible. He continued to move towards the distant mountains through the power of space jumping, and soon saw the white snow.
However, long-term space operations will cause a great burden even for sixth-level "exploration" psykers. Heiros is now feeling very obvious fatigue and pain.
What's more, he was already injured. You know, half an hour ago, he was hit by an ion cannon, and a large piece of flesh was cut off by a light spear.
Heiros felt an obvious sense of fainting. He knew that if he continued like this, his spiritual energy would be exhausted and he would most likely be fragmented on the spot. Sleeping in this state would last much longer than running out of physical strength. Really
If he had completely slept to death and a dignified sixth-ring psychic was snatched away and eaten by a wolf, it would really be a joke that would be passed down to the next cosmic era.
The Palla people had indeed distanced themselves from the battlefield in Crystal City, and felt that there was no need to continue to rely on their psychic powers to barely use space operations, so they fell to the ground and walked hunched over the snow.
The way he moved was like an oversized caterpillar, but the rhythm was very fast, and the speed was really not slow. However, after just taking a few steps, he still felt a little uncomfortable, so he stretched out his tentacles and raised them
The head of the head rotated at high speed.
Black Rose's tentacles rotated faster and faster, and soon formed a propeller that could not be splashed by water. He rose up from the ground with his body and continued to move forward.
Indeed, only high-level psykers can move forward in this way. Whether this is the most energy-saving and labor-saving method, we can't say, but it will definitely be the easiest. In any case, it is still better than like
Caterpillars crawling on the ground with their bellies hunched over are a bit more stylish.
As Heiros moved forward, he wanted to laugh a little. He had always regarded himself as a carbon-based creature, and he didn't like General Griffith's role-playing for too long, and he really treated himself as a robot. But until this moment
, he suddenly realized that this seemed to be the first time in more than sixty years that he had left the mecha and was struggling to move forward with his body.
Is our body inseparable from machines, or is our soul dependent on machines? Is the main body of life the adaptation of the body, or the addiction of the soul?
While thinking about this philosophical proposition, Heiros dragged the propeller and continued to move forward. He entered a canyon covered with snow, and soon saw a partially exposed metal creation in a hidden cave.
It was a medium-sized spaceship.
As a member of the Snake, Mr. Heiros has learned a lot of good styles from his predecessors, so how could he not be prepared in advance for failure and the need to retreat.
He turned the propeller and flew to the side of the spacecraft, raised two other tentacles, and pushed a hidden button on the outer wall of the spacecraft, and a keyboard was immediately projected. After a crackling operation, the cabin of the spacecraft
The door opened. However, being as cautious as he was, he circled the spaceship several times, let go of his spiritual sense and scanned the cabin several times, and then slowly climbed in.
However, just as he was about to enter the cabin, he suddenly trembled involuntarily, and the carapace on his body turned upside down like hair. He quickly jumped down again, waving his propeller-like tentacles, and wiped the accumulation on the ground.
The snow kicked up and completely buried the spacecraft, and then it was gradually moved out of the narrow canyon.
He turned his head, and his three pairs of hexagonal eyes quickly locked onto a figure standing on a hill several kilometers away.
Naturally, there is no expression on the caterpillar face of Heiros. However, he has already raised the carapace on his back, turned his body upside down and arched his back, as if he had turned his body into a war bow.
.
There was no other way, Mr. Heiros had lost his mecha after all, so he could only fight with his own body, but this experience was really long gone.
The figure opposite just took a slight step forward, and seemed to have crossed a distance of thousands of meters in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of the Palla people. At this time, Heiros could finally see the other person clearly.
Look, the overturned carapace suddenly sank again, and the whole body immediately relaxed.
He gestured with his tentacles as if he was preparing to convey some information in mute language, but the latter casually threw a spherical instrument over.
Heiros would take the ball with his tentacles, hang it on his insect-shaped mouthparts, adjust it, and then speak clear human speech.
"I'm sorry, General Black, for making you look so rude." Black Ross showed great respect for the visitor: "I only beat you and you have secured all the opportunities for me, but unfortunately, I did not achieve my goal after all.
.The matrix matrix has been taken away."
"That Yu Lian. I already know it." The person who came took off his hooded robe to block the snow and fog, revealing a face covered with green-brown feathers. He was a Kuolan, and it was the Imperial Judgment.
Xun Feng, the chief investigating judge of the court.
"However, at least the existence of the matrix matrix can indeed prove that gray should exist." Heiros added.
"Hui has always existed, and this is the will of the future prince. The Red King has not doubted this, and of course I have not." Xunfeng said: "But no matter what, we have been exposed."
"I'm not exposed," Heiros said.
"That's actually a matter of time." Xunfeng said: "Who told you that you couldn't silence all those astral knights?"
"...You, didn't you also silence the people in the Lord's Canyon?"
"Miss Yamida of the Berenkeist family who is hosting the event in the Lord's Canyon. The organization has almost lost its place in the empire. All the members who have not been exposed can only be transferred offline. It is even more difficult at this time.
There may be a war with Rainbow Rose." Xunfeng said: "Understanding what is going on here, I can only leave the empire quickly."
The Pallaman agreed, pointing to the spaceship and saying: "Then we can pass through and go to meet the Lords together. I have important news to report."
"oh?"
"I'm sorry, it's not that I don't trust you, but your identity is too sensitive and you haven't joined the organization for too long. In the past, my father-in-law has also said that all this must be done with him and the time master only.
Let's hand over." Heiros said in a business-like tone. Of course, the human voice simulated by the instrument has indeed always had this business-like attitude.
"I know, about the little queen." Xunfeng also nodded expressionlessly: "Although I only know the code name, I also know that the Time Lord and the Thirteen Pillars are personally responsible for this matter."
"As long as you understand." The Pallaman turned back with confidence and climbed towards the spaceship: "Although the spaceship was customized by me, it still leaves enough living space for humanoid races like you. Now.
The Imperial fleet in space is at war with the Galactus, we can..."
Heiros's words stopped abruptly at this moment, because his vocal instrument, as well as his entire head, were smashed to pieces by the sudden spiral impact.
He probably really didn't expect to be attacked by a comrade from the same organization. The dignified sixth-ring psyker, who was also the best at "exploration" in space operations and strategic transfers, had his head shattered by a single blow.
Judge Swiftwind succeeded with one blow, but did not stop. Instead, he continued to wave his impact crutch, hitting the opponent's headless corpse tirelessly, completely smashing the Pallarian's corpse into shapeless minced meat, and finally
Grind it into powder and then burn it completely with fire.
He picked up the zero element left by Heiros before his death, a high-purity solar crystal, from the ashes, and then stopped his hand. The feathers on his face trembled, and a trace of sadness flashed through the color.
Sighing, he dropped the impact crutch and crossed his hands in front of his chest in a "horoscope" sign.
This is the gesture used by the Kuolan people when they pay homage to the victims of violence, hoping that the deceased can honestly forget their hatred and obsession and pass away peacefully.
"Sorry..." He muttered a few words in a low voice, then opened his communication terminal, paused for a moment, and connected to a secret communication: "Please reply to the Red King."
There was no portrait projection on the communication terminal, but a man's voice sounded: "Did you succeed?"
"We succeeded. According to your instructions, not a single cell was left." Judge Xunfeng said in a cold voice.
"There is no way, even if there is only one cell left, the Grand Inquisition and the Temple may discover clues. You are the chief investigating judge, so you know best." said the Red King.
"From today on, I am no longer the chief judge." Xunfeng said.
"I can understand your feelings. However, you also know that with the empire's system, this is the end of your career. You have devoted half your life to the empire, and you should live for yourself in the future." The Red King pondered.
After a while: "Now you are the liberated Black General and a true member of us. Future Lord, I have already welcomed you in the Nebula Land. I wish you a safe journey."
"The half-life I devoted to the empire was not pure." Xunfeng sneered, his eyes flickering.
"Yes, but how pure are the members of every organization? Aren't they all in a circle anyway? It is this lack of purity that allows us to hide behind the scenes and change the universe. Enjoy these years.
, General Black, when you need to enter the stage of history with a magnanimous identity, you must withdraw from the core of the organization. But, isn't this also your ideal?"
"I do have academic ideals and am willing to work hard for them." Xunfeng nodded expressionlessly.
"This is the reason why we are so close to each other, and now my father-in-law just likes people with ideals." The Red King laughed heartily. In other words, it was too hearty.
Xunfeng waited expressionlessly for the other party to finish laughing, and then said: "Puppet Master..."
"What's wrong?"
"No, he died peacefully, and he did die for the organization. His space crystal can enhance my abilities, so he should be handed over to me, okay?"
"It's natural. You don't need to be polite. So, if you're sorry, don't let the public wait too long."
The communication was cut off. And until the end, Xunfeng did not tell the other party that "when he obtained the matrix matrix in the underground ruins, he met the little queen."
"So, I am an impure person. How can such a person have ideals?" The feathers on Xunfeng's face trembled again. He reached out and rubbed the feathers on his face, and forced himself to smile.
, then he took out another communication terminal and also connected to a secret correspondent.
This time, a holographic projection of a person's half-length popped up directly on his terminal. The subject was probably a woman with extraordinary beauty. At first glance, this half-length projection really looked like a work completed by a top sculptor with great effort. However,
But it has a spirituality and vitality that the sculptor simply cannot give it.
She is King Brunhilt of Sulyuka, the youngest elector and minister of the Privy Council in the empire. Some people say that seeing her is like seeing the sun. Seeing her brings hope. Listen to her voice,
It's like bathing in the light of the morning sun.
Although Xunfeng is not a human being and does not understand human aesthetics well, looking at King Suliuka's smile, he cannot help but agree with all the above comments.
The beauty of some people transcends racial distinctions and physical characteristics and directly affects the soul.
"How is it? Qing Xunfeng, um, would you rather I call you General Black?" the woman asked with a smile.
"Just do whatever you want, His Highness Brünnhilt." Xunfeng said. Compared with the conversation with the Red King just now, I don't know how much more respectful he was.
"I hope Ostana didn't mess up the trick just now." Brünnhilt said with a smile.
"You are joking, there is no more trustworthy partner than General Ostana." Xunfeng said quickly: "It is still impossible for the real snakehead to completely trust me. But through this incident, at least the current public, and
The Red King regards me as one of his own. At least now I can confirm that there is a conflict between the present Duke and the Past Duke among the Lords of Time. And the former seems to be coveting the position of the Future Duke. In other cases, I will meet with the present Duke.
I’ll contact you later.”
A flash of deep thought flashed in Brunhilt's eyes, and then he smiled and said, "I understand, thank you for your hard work, and please be sure to pay attention to safety."
She paused and then smiled: "In addition, I have good news for you. The special extraterrestrial trade bill for the Kudolan sector was passed by the Prime Minister's Office yesterday. In addition, the Prime Minister's Office will transfer the Kudolan Forestry Group to
25% of the state-owned shares will be put on the market and will be implemented on January 1 next year. Remember to tell your friends to hurry up."
The Kuolan judge was slightly startled, his trembling feathers showed obvious emotion, and his voice was a little wavering: "Gan, thank you for your great kindness."
"This is a win-win situation. And I also took the opportunity to invest in two big sky markets." Brynhilt smiled lightly, as if he had done something insignificant: "If you can come back safely,
, I quite hope that you will become the chairman of the restructured Kodolan Forestry Group. If you can accumulate some experience, it will be logical for you to enter the Prime Minister's Office or the Privy Council as a minister. Even if it is for this future, please do it.
Come back safely." "You, you are joking, I am just a martial artist, really..."
Brunhilt smiled and shook his head, then interrupted the other party directly: "Well, tell me, what exactly did you find in Sarna? Please tell me everything."