After the old man in red robe finished speaking, he fell asleep, and the conference room fell into a suffocating silence.
When the old man in red robe said something, everyone's face was full of indignation and hatred. However, no one said anything, and some even had a fleeting look of fear on their faces.
People even held their breath, as if the conference room had entered the cold universe without warning, without any sound or life.
It's been ten minutes since I've been there, and still no one has spoken.
"He is in Mogan Prison on Planet F404." Finally, the old man in red robe opened his cloudy eyes and glanced at everyone. This glance made everyone feel like they were being cut by a knife.
"Everyone can speak freely!" A middle-aged man sitting next to the old man in red robe stood up, glanced at everyone with his bright eyes, and finally fell on the old man in red robe.
The old man in red robe nodded and motioned for the middle-aged man to sit down. Then, a pair of sinister eyes glanced at everyone again.
The conference room fell silent again.
No one knew what the old man in red robe was thinking. Everyone was walking on thin ice and did not dare to make a clear statement, because in front of this old monster who had lived for thousands of years, speaking less was the best choice.
"Everyone, we have endured for more than seven hundred years, more than seven hundred years! It's time to take action." A middle-aged man in a suit stood up.
This middle-aged man has a well-proportioned body and a well-maintained figure. The beard on his face is carefully trimmed. He is wearing a suit of unknown brand, but the tailoring can tell that it is of high value. This is a man who is particular about his spirit and spirit.
He was glowing, and he was the only person in the conference room wearing a suit. Everyone else was wearing a variety of ancient robes, giving people a pedantic atmosphere.
"Continue!" The old man in red robe showed admiration in his eyes.
"We have endured it for more than seven hundred years, which means we have also been preparing for more than seven hundred years. Now, the five star regions are already in danger. The human interstellar federal government exists in name only. The five empires are plotting against each other. The Maghe Star Region is eyeing it. If we add
With a fire, I believe that the human interstellar federal government will collapse on its own, and then..."
"Dear Cherubim, what we are discussing now is the traitor!" A middle-aged man wearing a silver robe interrupted the young man.
"Because this is an opportunity! A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! According to intelligence, the human federal government does not believe the traitor and has imprisoned him for more than seven hundred years. If we take advantage of this opportunity, we can completely shake up the already scattered people.
The human interstellar federal government." The young man known as Cherubim said calmly.
"I can't understand why we can leverage the human interstellar federal government by killing the traitors?" asked the middle-aged man in silver robes.
"No, respected Lord Seraph, we are not going to kill him, but to rescue him!"
"What! Rescue that traitor?!" The middle-aged man in silver robe stood up abruptly, glaring at Cherubeus with an unbelievable look on his face.
"Let him finish!" the old man in red robe said calmly.
"Yes, Lord Messenger." Seraph sat down respectfully.
"That man betrayed the organization, but did not get what he wanted. Instead, he was imprisoned for more than seven hundred years. I think at this moment, his inner anger has reached its peak. Once we rescue him, he must first
What we are dealing with is not us, but the human government that betrayed him back then. Think about it, among all the angels here, who knows the human government better than him?" Cherubim said calmly.
A group of angels looked at each other.
As the Cherubim said, no one here knows more about human government than the traitor.
"Continue." The envoy in red robe nodded.
"We have spent more than seven hundred years and still can't shake the human government. Why? The reason is simple. We don't understand them. We always think from above that they are just the government of inferior races. They don't even bother to deal with them. But the fact is
What about God? They have powerful force. They bribe, kill, control and imprison the messengers of gods. Their technological power is enough to compete with the power given to us by gods. The most important thing is that their number is a thousand times more than ours.
Times, or even billions of times, our pride, our dignity, and our strength are all overwhelmed by this huge numerical gap. We are imprisoned in a dark corner. If there is the slightest sign of trouble, they will destroy us at all costs, and
Faced with this reality, like a bereaved dog, we still anesthetize ourselves, thinking that we are servants of the gods and a nobler existence than them..."
"Dear Cherubim, please pay attention to your words!" Seraph interrupted Cherubim's words.
"Yes, my words are hard to hear, but the cruel reality is this. For more than seven hundred years, we have been hiding everywhere like cockroaches. The vultures, our best and most loyal killers, were sent to death by them.
Gallows, but we can't do anything. Dear Lord Seraph, Vulture is your subordinate. When he was captured by the human government, did you take any action? Yes! I know, you once
You have rescued many times, but it is useless. You can do nothing but let your men continue to die. You know nothing about the human government." The gentle eyes of the angel became sharp, and his words
It has also become tit for tat.
"Do you have a better way?" Seraph sneered.
"I think everyone seems to have forgotten that in that battle more than 700 years ago, all twelve archangels died, leaving MS no longer able to compete with the human government! What I want to remind everyone is that we are all angels in the pipeline, and we are candidates!
As long as we do not defeat the human government, we will always be angels-in-waiting and will not be able to advance to become gods. Therefore, we must take the initiative, instead of hiding in Tibet, enjoying worldly prosperity in the name of God, and dominating our own world.
Blessing! In addition, more than seven hundred years ago, God's will was for us to defeat the human government. As a result, more than seven hundred years later, the power we established is still vulnerable to the human interstellar federal government, and even...
There is no way we can defeat a human fleet, even the weakest fleet! To be honest, I blame myself and feel ashamed."
"Lord Cherubim, I'm asking you what you can do?" Seraph asked.
"I said at the beginning, help the traitor come out. The traitor has been imprisoned for more than seven hundred years. After he comes out, he will definitely make trouble and even launch a series of retaliation against the human government. When the time comes, we can take advantage of it." Zhi.
The angel said slowly.
"The problem is that the traitor is not a kind person. As you said, he understands the human government, but he also understands us. After you let the tiger go back to the mountain, have you thought about the consequences?"
"Consequences! Haha, respected Lord Seraph, everyone is just like you, always living in the shadow of that traitor and unable to get out. The question is, do we have a choice? We have suitable candidates for the human interstellar federal government to
Is it going to disintegrate as quickly as possible? Yes, the current human interstellar federal government is in disarray, and the five major empires are seemingly inseparable. However, if we just wait for opportunities and do not take the initiative to attack, it may take another seven hundred years. As the saying goes, the centipede will die.
No stalemate, if the current trend continues, the human interstellar federal government will be able to maintain it for hundreds of years even if it is just hanging on, so we must push forward! Okay, that's all I have to say, the final decision, please alternate angels
Your Excellency, please consider!"
When Cherubeus spoke of "alternate angel", he deliberately emphasized his tone.
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There was a fever on the faces of the Twelve Archangels. The words "candidate angel" itself are a great irony, because they have been waiting for more than seven hundred years and still have not removed the word "candidate".
Still no one spoke, even Seraph, who had been refuting Cherubim, fell silent.
No one can dispute the words of the Cherubim, because, as the Cherubim said, more than seven hundred years have passed and they still have not made any progress.
In fact, not only did they not make any progress, but they were retreating all the way. The human government never relaxed in their pursuit of them, which made their life difficult for more than seven hundred years. Every once in a while, they had to
