Xuanji raised her sword and walked back. She stood in front of a throne composed of countless grotesque dragon and snake heads. At the intersection of countless foggy lights that penetrated the dark hall at night, she faced everyone and raised a bloody hand with her right hand.
sword, and showed the iron ring on his left hand.
"I, as the benevolent Lord, do not want my country to be built on fear, but those who dare to provoke, I will use iron and blood to completely eliminate them!"
Her slender body was clearly visible in the thin white gauze, but her dress was spattered with blood, and the killing blade in her hand shone coldly on the side of her young and beautiful face. Everything showed a heart-shaking feeling.
With such a sense of contrast, her eyes were as bright as a torch, just like the most vigorous young lioness, shocking the entire audience.
"Long live the Queen! May Musuni's rule be as eternal as the stars! Long live! Long live!" the priestess shouted loudly.
Afterwards, the whole audience burst into enthusiastic shouts of "Long Live the Queen", which was more like an emotional outburst after being frightened. In just a moment, fear turned into love.
The sound was like an overwhelming sound in the hall with the energy amplification function. This made He Meili and Mira look surprised. It was the first time He Meili felt that the power of "Complete Sacrifice" was so terrifying and powerful. She wanted a puppet.
But she received a master, which made her worried.
"We always feel that everything has been calculated, we have arranged the cards to be played, and everything is under control... But now I am getting more and more confused. Do we expect victory or destruction?" the female president murmured.
Muttering to himself.
Black smoke-like clouds covered the "Blood Moon", and everything fell into darkness, as if darkness was the beginning and end of everything.
The rings on Plato's planet extend like isolated islands in the blue ocean. The most distant and longest one is the double-jue-like "Suyata Ring", which unfolds silently only at the north and south poles of the planet. This is a
There are eight or nine months of the year in the cold winter season, covered by endless ice and snow. When the planet rotates,
Just like a huge and narrow island with millions of square kilometers, a layer of confused white is thickly covered on the thousands of ravines cut by glaciers. The land is fragmented as it extends to the sea, forming large and small desolate rocks, cold and wet
The fog lingers there all year round, and the biting cold is the only misty song floating there.
"Tule" is located in the "Upper Sujata Ring", the largest military factory in human history, and the home of all Gaia prisoners of war. 50 million people work and live here, and the dormitories in countless functional areas are covered with snow.
top, piece by piece like
Densely packed block houses stretch in valleys, lakesides, and plains, with exactly the same size and layout. The exact same chimneys emit white heating smoke like a forest, which gathers into bursts of white smoke, drifting across this cold land.
Gone by the wind.
A goshawk quickly passed through the smoke and glided deep into the dense forest. The shadow of its wings briefly passed over the frozen valley. Its chirping was clear and melodious, echoing in the silent mountains.
A rhythmic sound of chopping down trees came from the dense mountain forest, followed by a loud "crack-crack-dang" sound of a big tree falling, mixed with the sound of dead branches and leaves on the ground being crushed, creating a wave of flying
Leaves fall, and frightened birds flap their wings and fly away.
A man was busy cutting a thick tree trunk into log piles that were easier to move with a hand saw, and then rolled them down the high hillside. He walked down the mountain, picked up the logs everywhere, collected them, and brought them to chop wood.
In the empty field, he placed it on the big wooden pile and began to pick up a big ax to chop firewood.
Every powerful chop was a combination of strength and precision. With a crisp "click" sound, the log split from the middle and flew to the ground in two halves.
As more firewood was chopped, the man took off the warm jacket covering his head because his body began to warm up. His blond hair looked a little dirty and sticky, and it looked like he hadn't bathed for at least several weeks. He took off his clothes.
The heavy coat continued to split the wood into small pieces with ease.
No one would have expected that a well-known general would end up like this. Kalki dodged a few small pieces of wood that were splashed out. His figure was still slender and powerful, but his face was covered with a thick golden-copper beard.
The thin crow's feet at the corners of his eyes make him look more than ten years older than the all-powerful man back then.
He is the only soldier so far who has returned to Plato from the "Punishment Regiment"——
He was damaged by a trick on Ila's flagship, and he lost consciousness and was plunged into darkness.
Later, he woke up in a medical center for ordinary soldiers. While the military doctor hand-signed his discharge certificate, he listened to the Ministry of Internal Affairs' punishment for desertion.
Later, a small official ship escorted him to the ice-covered "Suyata Ring". He was exiled, received the heaviest punishment for a noble, and was thrown into a dilapidated building on the edge of the living area of the "Tule" military factory.
In the unbearable forest cabin, the executioner coldly threw away simple supplies and food, which could barely sustain life, and then sped away, leaving him to fend for himself.
He has lived in an environment comparable to a "womb" since he was a child. It is so pleasant and comfortable that he has lost any ability to sustain life. As long as he opens his mouth and orders, anything can be done in front of him. Now, living in this uninhabited and extremely cold place,
This was no less than an execution, and even more frightening to him than an execution.
He suffered more than those Gaia prisoners of war who were captured by him and sent to "Tule" to work as coolies. At least they could yawn all day long, wear large cotton clothes lazily, go to the station and take the underground car to work every day, and the giant military factory provided a
Three meals a day, bathing, haircuts, and medical care were still part of Plato's state socialist system, but he had been thrown outside of civilization.
All he had was his own strength, which he used to chop wood with an axe, walk more than ten miles of mountain roads, and regularly exchange some necessary supplies with the "old Thule people" of Gaia who were as sneaky as field mice.
I saw him stacking the firewood neatly and tying it up with a thick hemp rope. Thule's "snowy mountain oak" is the best wood, and its interior is naturally dry and fragrant. He is highly skilled in martial arts and can chop it neatly with a giant axe.
Qi, the newly chopped firewood had a deep ivory color, and the strong woody aroma rushed into his nose. The once joyful natural smell now made his face full of sadness, and his deep blue eyes were filled with tears.
is the deepest worry.
"Hosenschei?e!" (Shit in the crotch) He suddenly cursed in German and cursed. Looking at his hands, he accidentally pricked his hands with wooden thorns, and these originally beautiful hands had slender fingers.
It looked extremely rough, with small wounds everywhere.
Kalki thought about exchanging gloves and protective gear next time. Such a barren life made life hopeless.