Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Chapter 687 22. The Destruction of Monarch Star (Part 2) --- Add more for DArk brothers [3/10]

In the dim sea of ​​stars, three golden starships hover in the center of the galaxy. These are the noble asylum seekers who set off from Monarch Star, including members of the Supreme Council of Monarch Star, and the nominal leader High Priest Ayesha, and some high-ranking ministers in the country.

As a theocratic civilization, it has been hundreds of years since King Star split from the Sovereign civilization. The peaceful environment and the genetic adjustment and reproduction that they have popularized for a long time have created a serious solidification of social classes. The descendants of nobles are still nobles. , and civilians need unimaginable luck and sacrifices to be able to send their descendants into that circle.

In short, this is a feudal society wrapped in the cloak of a developed civilization. If it is not for the highly developed technology and living standards inherited from the Sovereign civilization, the people at the bottom will not feel so bad. I am afraid that the flames of the uprising will soon Just burn the hell out of this world.

However, what should come will always come. Under the intensified offensive of the demons, the leaders of Monarch Planet chose to abandon the city and sell the frontline soldiers to the demons. However, they obviously don't think so.

"How's the front line going?"

In the luxuriously decorated starship lounge, the graceful high priest Ayesha sits at the table with an impeccable posture, holding a cup of carefully prepared drink in her hand. She seems to have devoted herself to this In a cup of delicious drink, they don't pay attention to the outside world at all. This kind of "light" majesty is probably the kind of "magnanimity" they pursue.

And the General Reid standing in front of the High Priest was the one who gave up the line of defense and fled with the dignitaries with the excuse of returning to life. , Hearing her question, General Reid replied happily:

"The situation is developing in our favor. The scorching war lasted for a full five hours, and two-thirds of the defense of the fortress was defeated, but in the end the heroic soldiers used our unparalleled air superiority, little by little Repel the demons! According to the battle reports from the front line, they are destroying the portals of the demons now."

"High Priest, we can go back soon!"

The handsome general's face was full of complacency, as if the victory was personally commanded by him. In fact, according to the tradition of Monarch Star, no matter what General Reid did, as long as the soldiers under his command fought If he wins the battle, he can also get the honor of the winner.

Hearing Red's report, the high priest's eyes flashed with suspicion. She put down the cup in her hand and folded her hands on her lap. She looked at Red:

"Are you sure? Isn't it a lie made up by frontline soldiers who are afraid of being punished? Didn't we say that the demon is powerful and we can't fight it? Why did such a reversal suddenly happen?"

This question was obviously considered by General Reid. After Ayesha asked it, he immediately bowed and answered:

"The power of demons is indeed powerful, but no matter how powerful an army is, it also needs a leader. Our soldiers paid the price for the complete destruction of the remote control assault ships. After destroying their leaders and the most elite army, the formation of the demons collapsed gone."

After finishing speaking, Reid reached out and turned on the portable projector on his arm, and a picture that was enough to make Monarchs proud appeared in the middle of the two of them.

In the front are the demons retreating in a hurry, the number is very small, and they are all low-level demons. The smoke was dense, and one-third of the towering steel city wall was smashed down, and there were wrecks of remote-control assault ships scattered around.

This cannot be faked, and anyone with a little bit of battlefield experience can see that this is indeed a big victory.

"This is the battle report sent by the front line 20 minutes ago..."

General Raid rolled his eyes, and he coughed lightly:

"According to the cryptic suggestion of the frontline commander, the soldiers who have fought hard in the fortress still don't know the news of the nobles' evacuation. My idea is that we can return to Monarch Planet as quickly as possible, otherwise, once the news leaks, it will easily cause morale collapse. ...Although we have won the battle, the demons and those dead people on the border still rely on the soldiers to fight for their lives."

These words made the High Priest's complexion look ugly in an instant. In her opinion, it is the most correct way to preserve the noble genes and blood as soon as possible when encountering danger, but General Red's suggestion is also very pertinent. Once the news of the rulers fleeing without a fight is spread, it will almost destroy the image of the ruling class of Monarch Star, so after hesitating for a few minutes, the high priest waved his hand:

"You go to ask the opinion of the parliament, if they also agree to return, we will go back immediately..."

General Reid led the way, and 20 minutes later, the three largest and most magnificent starships on Monarch turned around and began to return to Monarch, where the battle was over.

"hum"

The light of the starship transition bloomed over the capital city of King Star. In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, the three spaceships quickly returned to the Royal Starport in stealth mode.

"Let the heroes on the front line come to King City as quickly as possible."

The high priest ordered: "We want to create a real hero to attract the attention of the people. At this critical moment, we need such a hero to unite people."

General Reid nodded and said softly:

"Daiwen is already waiting for your summoning in the command hall of Starport!"

"Very good! Then let him come..."

Before the high priest finished speaking, he heard a violent noise coming from outside the command hall. Everyone looked outside, and then saw the guards who were pushed aside, and a dozen men in gray cloaks. Tall figures, they are walking towards this side quickly.

General Reid recognized the leader at a glance. He took a few steps forward and shouted loudly:

"Devon, what happened to the soldiers under your command? The noble high priest is here, let them be quiet!"

Devon is the front-line commander at the King's Fortress. After hearing General Red's voice, Devon's body trembled suddenly. He stretched out his hand, and the hooded soldiers behind him fell silent. After seeing this scene, General Red nodded in satisfaction:

"Then come quickly and let the noble high priest take a look, our hero."

Devon walked step by step towards the supreme ruler of Monarch Planet. The hood on his body was very tight, covering his whole head and body in gray. It looked special mysterious and gloomy. Such a dress was obviously not a Seeing the proper attire, General Reid walked towards Devon quickly, and he whispered:

"What are you doing? Devon, take off your hood and let the high priest take a good look at you. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"hehe"

Hearing this, the frontline commander let out a hoarse and deep laugh. His hands with black gauntlets stretched out from under the gray hood and grabbed the edge of the hood:

"You want to see my face now? Well, I'll satisfy you, Red...my general."

"ah!"

At the moment when Devon's hood was lifted, the maid beside High Priest Ayesha uttered a horrified cry, and General Red couldn't help taking a step back, his eyes were full of shock and horror.

Devon raised his head, his originally handsome face was distorted out of shape, and there were new dark green scales outside his cheeks, and his golden skin, which originally symbolized noble genes, also turned light green, and the most terrible thing was, On his forehead, there are two newborn black horns, and those originally wise eyes have also turned dark red, with madness, tyranny and indifference shining in them.

"click"

Devon grabbed Red by the neck, and easily lifted him from the ground. Amidst the excitement, ferocious black bone spurs burst out from Devon's back, shoulders and elbows.

"Red, tell me... did you think about today when you ran away and sold us to the devil?"

Devon's hoarse voice resounded in the hall, like a signal, and the dozens of hooded soldiers who followed him took off their hoods one after another, revealing demonized bodies of different shapes, accepting After absorbing the blood of the abyss lord full of tyrannical and destructive will, they gained new power...they found a new mission!

They pulled out the sharp blades on their backs, and with unprecedented barbarity and madness, they stabbed the massacre weapons into the bodies of their compatriots who had not yet reacted, and more demon warriors rushed out from the entrance. Under Wen's leadership, the soldiers who felt that they had been betrayed chose another path.

Facing these completely crazy compatriots, the high priest Ayesha tried to leave this place that had become a battlefield during the confrontation of the guards, but at the moment she escaped from the command hall in embarrassment, the demon warrior who fell from the sky They brandished ferocious weapons and blocked the high priest's way forward.

"No...don't...Devon...rao..."

General Reid, who was strangled by Devon and held up in the air, begged for mercy with great difficulty, but the new commander only watched Reid's dying struggle with a look of enjoyment, as his twisted fingers tightened one by one. , Reid's cheeks shone with extreme panic, and the pain of impending death made the general's body start to sway and tremble.

Like a candle in the wind.

"Your time is over...Red."

Devon took a deep breath, and his fingers tightened at this moment.

"click"

A distorted corpse was thrown at his feet, and the commander of the demon warriors turned away without hesitation: "The new era of Monarch Planet has arrived... Let the stupid nobles die, this era, Will belong to the people who are free from this moment!"

"This will be... our time!"

"boom"

Dawen grabbed the noble high priest's hair, dragged her out of the star port hall, and threw her at his feet.

Ayesha's noble body fell into the dust, and the crown symbolizing the ruler on her head danced on the ground, and finally fell to the ground, being stepped under the feet of a strong demon warrior.

Under the thirty-four steps in front of Devon, there are densely packed front-line soldiers who have drank the blood of demons, as well as those civilians who have been told the truth, as well as some living at the bottom of the society, who are eager to get back together. The poor people undergoing a great change, the bodies of the soldiers are distorted, their handsome appearance is no longer, but instead, it is a kind of freedom that has never existed before, but a new group that relies on violence to unite .

While not everyone longs for a "new age", with the psychic lure of the cloaked, shapeshifting dreadlords and glabras all over the crowd, people feel... oh, maybe a different way of life would be nice too with.

"My brothers, soldiers of the King's Fortress!"

Devon reached out and took the alloy sword from the soldier behind him, and put it on Ayesha's neck. He looked at everyone in front of him, and shouted loudly:

"When we are fighting the devil to the death, you may wonder whether our efforts and sacrifices are necessary...Let me tell you! We have been cheated, we have been betrayed!"

"At a time when civilization is at stake, our rulers, the great men who ride high above us, have fled! Throw us to the devil, and all the rest of the country, to the devil !They didn't do everything they swore they would do! They failed us!"

"Look around you, this world that shackles us with bloody genes and bloodlines, the descendants of nobles have everything before they are born, and the descendants of soldiers are determined before they are born We will die on the battlefield... Who is deciding our destiny, is it a non-existing god? Or these nobles who only know how to enjoy but not give?"

"Who gave them the power!"

Devon's crazy roar resounded through the sky:

"This unfair era is over today! From now on, our destiny will be in our own hands!"

Amidst the shouts of thousands of people, Devon lowered his head, looked at the high priest Ayesha, and said softly:

"Now, speak your last words, my High Priest."

Ayesha sneered and raised her finger, her sharp voice sounded like a curse in this completely changed square:

"Rebels! The kings of the entire Sovereign civilization will unite and strangle you...You are dead!"

The commander raised the knife in his hand, and he looked indifferently at the dying Ayesha:

"Then let them come! We...have a new power! It is a power you can never imagine! The entire Sovereign civilization circle, the entire Triangular Galaxy, will be our hunting ground!"

"puff"

Silver blood splashed all over the ground, and the moment Devon lifted Ayesha's death-defying head, the entire Monarch City fell into some kind of unreasonable madness.

In the original palace, Saibo was leaning on the high priest's throne, playing with a holy white shard in his hand, and his sleepy voice seemed to be talking to himself:

"In this damn star field, how many other cute little things are there?"

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