Chapter 239 Give him the sword and let him die clearly
After rapid medical treatment, Hitting was taken to the space garden of the "Osiris Base". During this battle, the garden was seriously damaged. Although it was immediately sealed by a light shield formed by the dome, the various gardens underground
Almost all the buildings were destroyed, not to mention those rare and exotic green plants. Due to damage to the maintenance system, they began to turn yellow and wither at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The captured division commander looked up and saw a modernist style, light and graceful tent-like building on the transparent stairs. Now that a corner has been blown down, it has a special sense of incomplete beauty.
The light in the garden simulates a clear and pleasant scene in the early morning, but the lighting system has obviously been damaged, forming dark blocks in the sunlight. What a weird scene it is, with a sense of absurdity.
That man was sitting in front of a simple suspended dining chair, leading a group of his entourage. His awe-inspiring and extraordinary aristocratic temperament was something Xiting had long been unfamiliar with in his life in Gaia.
"Xiting, you are the subordinate of Devadatta, the deacon who is in charge of the Bukhara Abohui Deva. It is really unexpected that we can meet again."
Captain Kalki, who was wearing a long black uniform, looked at him condescendingly, with a look of admiring his prey in his cold blue eyes.
Naturally, his identity cannot be concealed. The Plato system knows the genetic code of everyone. This is the ID card of every Plato person. They are included in the system from birth until death.
"I am the general of Gaia, the first division commander of the Red Dragon Knights, and my status is equivalent to that of Plato's grand commander." Hitting said back to Plato with an arrogant attitude, "I have killed Devadatta.
If my fighter plane hadn't suddenly gone out of control, I could have killed you, self-righteous Kalki..."
Kalki remained unmoved in the face of the captives who were full of knightly arrogance. His fair face under the light remained as cold and ruthless as an iceberg.
The blond servant Daksha brought a copper basin. He solemnly stretched out his hand. Siddha held the copper pot and slowly poured crystal-like water for him.
The leader washed his hands slowly, and the water flowed on his powerful and slender fingers. He rubbed them gently, but he could not conceal the strength of the muscles and bones. These were a pair of extremely powerful men's hands, as if they were born with
We should hold the reins of power.
Hitting looked at this strange scene, and he returned to this world full of mysticism and ritual. It was like seeing Devadatta's hands being protected by the hands of the Grand Master, kneeling in front of him, softly speaking
The scene of reciting the oath of allegiance made him angry and even disgusted.
"Kalki, do you still want to pretend to be the Grand Commander? Look at your rank badge. It has changed from an eight-pointed star to an oak leaf, and the honor of 'First Samurai' has also been cancelled. You really
Don’t be too proud!”
Kalki was unmoved. After Siddha wiped his hands with a white towel, he began to enjoy a simple breakfast. On the white porcelain plate were two slices of grain rye bread and a plate of butter.
Chaze diligently poured him a glass of brightly colored pomegranate juice. Through the crystal glass, the juice looked like a pool of melted ruby liquid.
"Tell me, what can Gaia give you?"
The leader asked, and then he quickly spread the butter with a spatula and started eating. They were about to leave here and escape into the deep space of the universe. The Gaians would never let them off easily.
"Are you still asking me? Better opportunities for promotion. Star City is the capital of wealth, fame, money and happy life in the universe... Although it is full of harm, fights and variables, this is a life that Plato people cannot understand. Plato people
Not only are they conservative, but they are also cowardly, limiting their lives to an absolutely safe and reliable environment for the sake of a nihilistic sense of security..."
The victor's attitude of talking while eating obviously made Hiting unable to restrain his anger, and he raised his voice:
"Kalki, please stop pretending to be noble. Like me, you have been a prisoner of war of the Gaians. Aren't you attracted to Gaia's rich and superior material conditions? Do you like the hard single bed in the dormitory so much?
? Put away your sense of loyalty and superiority, they just failed to offer a high enough price to buy you, or you never loved Xuanji at all!..."
"Xuanji? What did you say?!" Kalki suddenly interrupted him, his hand unconsciously clenching the knife placed on the table.
"Have you forgotten your partner in Gaia? You abandoned her and returned to Plato to get married. This incident made her a laughing stock in the Ministry of War. Everyone knew that she was a useless waste. You made her
She's famous."
Kalki swallowed the last bite of food, frowning and saying nothing.
Xiting immediately understood that nothing he could say could stimulate Kalki's rock-like heart, but "Xuanji" was the piece of mortal flesh behind the warrior that had not been bathed in dragon blood, leading to his heart.
"But you don't have to worry about her at all..."
Hiting showed a strange smile. For him, instead of kneeling down and begging for mercy in a meaningless manner, it would be better to hurt Kalki completely, tempering words into a poisonous dagger, and stabbing into his heart.
"She is such a beautiful girl, full of energy, elegant and clear. When she presses on the man, her slender body is like a female leopard, which makes the blood all over my body burn..."
"Hitting...you!"
The leader quickly wiped his mouth with a napkin, threw it on the dining table angrily, and then stood up.
Hitting's blue eyes glowed, and this trick really worked.
"I comforted her, although... I know I'm just a substitute." Xiting sighed naturally, thinking of her perseverance, "Isn't this the charm of Star City? A city of stars.
In a city like the sea of desire, it is normal for us White Tiger Knights to have several beautiful lovers."
"You are very good at making up stories." Kalki's voice was as cold as ice, "You just heard about her and wanted to use this kind of clumsy story to stimulate me."
Xiting sneered a few times and continued: "Why did you hear that... Xuanji is my favorite follower, my favorite. She eats, lives, trains and sleeps together. During the day we fight together, and at night we sleep together.
Two become one, water and milk blend..."
"Enough!" Kalki growled almost through gritted teeth, picked up the crystal cup on the dining table, and threw it towards the ground.
"Clang", a crisp sound of glass breaking echoed in the lifeless garden, and countless fragments flew.
Kalki lowered his head and watched the bright red pomegranate juice splashing on the unusually smooth floor, like a pool of blood.
He thought of his first kiss with her. She looked up at him and said so sincerely:
How I want to be your favorite follower and be inseparable from you...
Unforgettable love, the love he thought he had buried long ago burst out uncontrollably from his cold-iron heart in an instant, as painful as bleeding.
"Give him a sword and let him die clearly!"
Kalki turned to his followers and gave a stern order.