Looking at the people cheering for him, Huron grinned, turned to look at the emperor statue embedded in the wall, and shouted in his heart——
Emperor, behold! Your people cheer for a soul you have forsaken!
Is this the victory of Chaos? No! It's the trash who rule incompetently in your name who push the people towards me!
If you can speak, then tell me who is wrong!
The reason why the people of the Colkeria system responded so positively to Huron's return was because the empire sent incompetent rulers who overthrew everything they had. They were useless except for plunder and enjoyment, and the people
Under extreme oppression, you will miss everything in the past, even if it is completely different from the original.
Huron raised his arms, stretched them toward the ravaged sky, and activated the loudspeaker at the throat of the power armor.
"Fenning's people!"
The Black-Hearted King spoke loudly, his god-like voice cutting through the unconscious roars of the crowd.
"Freedom seekers, victims of the Empire, I am Huron and I have returned!"
After hearing his words, the noise below became more deafening, and blasphemous patterns were waved. Guns were fired into the sky, and the beams danced in the air and pulled out slender streams of light. The fanatical people scrambled to climb up, trying to get closer to them.
the savior.
Gan Martin of the Blood Snake Demon looked at this scene, sneered, and taunted in a low voice:
"They can't even be considered human beings. They are just livestock to be slaughtered. However, even poor beasts can play a role. Why would Huron do this show to us?"
"You! Us!"
Huron's voice continued to echo from the tall buildings surrounding the square.
"Stand up! You have stood up from hell, taken back the freedom you deserve, and overthrow those oppressors!"
After saying these words, Huron was drowned by a wave of adulation and hysterical shrieks.
"but!"
As Huron's tone suddenly became heavier, the silence came so suddenly, as if under the influence of some supernatural power, that thousands of faces stared at Huron with expressions of pleading, fear, or both.
And there is.
"The Empire will not give up just like this. They firmly believe that everyone should be stepped on by those who do nothing. Do you want to go back to such shackles?"
The frantic people roared out their answers, like a group of monsters roaring in unison.
"In no mood!"
"Do you want to stand up from the cesspool? Even if the cost is pain? Even death?"
"Yes!"
They howled, not knowing what they wanted.
"Any price!"
"Will you do what you must do to win your freedom?"
"Yes!"
They screamed, and Huron enjoyed his power over the ignorant masses.
Then he raised the sharp claws of his right arm and pointed diagonally at the sky. At the same time, several loud holograms were activated. Huron's huge half-body image appeared in various areas of the city, allowing almost everyone to witness it.
"Then fight!"
Huron shouted:
"You must fight for your freedom! Use fighting to show your loyalty and your worth! Even now, the puppet emperor's lackeys are still gathering. Their number has reached hundreds of millions. Under the evil man named Soshiyan,
Under the leadership of the dogs, they are desperate to take away your new-found freedom! They want you to go back to eating dirt and corpses! Play with your wives, daughters and sisters! Let your children live as cattle and horses forever!"
Everyone screamed with indignation and roared with rage. Then Huron clenched his fists, stood in front of himself, and continued to speak impassionedly.
"They will do anything to take away your hope! Anything to get them to put their boot on your back! Anything to have your face sink into filth once again and lose the last bit of your humanity.
dignity!"
"Hi."
Demetrius the Blasphemer chuckled, and then made a cruel and playful voice.
"Now all the empire wants from these fools is their blood."
Huron's words had the desired effect, and the fury burned like a firestorm through the mob, their anger and fear as blazing as the newborn stars.
"The enemy is ready and the warships may have already sailed here!"
Huron carefully mixed his voice with just the right blend of scorn, disappointment, and anger, and the crowd sensed his emotion and shouted that they deserved revenge.
"Can they move forward unimpeded?"
"No!"
"Can they defeat those of us fighting for our freedom?"
"No!"
"Will you allow ugly and nasty bureaucrats to take back the world and continue to enslave you?"
"No!"
"Then move! Let the mines work! Let the factories work! Let the barracks work! The servants of the Empire will be expelled, no matter what the cost! We will be with you, and we will defend your freedom, no matter what the cost.
The price! We will fight in the void, we will fight in the cities, we will fight in hell. I, Luft Huron, swear to you that the tragedy of that time will never happen again. I will never surrender.
I will fight with you until the end!"
The animal-like human stink was accompanied by the hot updrafts, and people cheered with tears in their eyes. However, Huron had turned his back to his people at this time, and the imaging device was turned off.
After this speech, he believed that the number of tyrant legions trained according to the blood contract model would definitely increase to a higher level, and they would become the most fanatical and fearless soldiers.
After leaving here, Huron and everyone came to the governor's meeting hall. The place had been cleaned and there was no trace of blood. In addition to the accompanying personnel, there were also other high-level Red Pirates and leaders of scattered war gangs.
Some humans can also be seen among the space warriors, some are wizards, some are technological heretics, and representatives of cult groups, as well as senior officers belonging to the Tyrant Legion wearing crimson military uniforms and twisted masks.
Although the traces have been removed, the metallic smell mixed with the strong aroma and fresh blood still permeates the hall, and there is also a chaotic and exciting electrical smell permeating it.
Huron sat on the huge chair and then looked at everyone.
"Everyone, I have already made the first move in this move. What do you think Soshyan will do in response?"
As he spoke, a huge star map appeared in the center of the hall, illuminating every blasphemous face.
Immediately afterwards, different color blocks appeared on the star map that became clear. The gold symbolizing the empire covered most of the area. The red color belonging to the red pirates was less than one tenth, and there were also some green and mixed colors, representing
An alien force and an independent force in the maelstrom.