Him and their stars.

Chapter 2149 Everything That Was Expected Has Arrived
Yu Lian chuckled awkwardly three times: "I just feel like I've seen this scene somewhere before. To avoid getting blood splattered on me, I still have to keep my distance."

More importantly, Little Gray was reminding himself that the unlock rate of a certain spatial passage had reached 85%. This was a very dangerous number.

Brunhilde pouted, staring at Yu Lian with resentment, and sneered, "Yes, you should have seen this scene. You should have repented long ago."

Very good, Yu Lian is now confirmed. In that virtual timeline, Brunhilde also played to the end, but the ending should be quite different from his own, and it will definitely be a frustrating story.

He suddenly became very interested, but he just spread his hands and looked up at the sky, his face calm and even nonchalant: "I have a clear conscience."

“What if I feel guilty?” Brunhilde asked.

He seemed to have heard those words somewhere before. Yu Lian gave the Dragon King's daughter a strange look and stopped in his tracks. The other woman then took the opportunity to move two steps closer to him, and this time they were finally able to stand side by side and fight the enemy together.

Then, a weapon that seemed to be formed from fragments of sunlight appeared in her hand.

Yu Lian knew that this was only a part of the "Dawn Dragon," but it was still one of the most powerful psionic artifacts in the world.

"My descendant, you have made your choice," the emperor sighed.

“Yes, I have come to inherit your mantle,” Brunhilde declared matter-of-factly. She pointed her Sun Spear at her lord, her ancestor, as if it were an enemy to be defeated.

Very well, this scene is becoming more and more familiar. Yu Lian glanced at Brunhilde, who was less than a meter away from him, and was about to step back a little more when he heard the emperor say, "This is what you deserve. But why are you in such a hurry?"

The Dawn Angel didn't need to rush. A purely rational choice would be to let everything settle down first. Ultimately, being the first to arrive in the Celestial Realm and clean up the mess would provide the most convincing legal basis and the greatest strategic advantage.

However, she simply smiled and said, "I've already said, Your Majesty, I'm the person involved!"

She lowered her spear and said loudly, "You wish to use your own demise as a final sacrifice, don't you? Are you planning to take a pile of filth to your grave? I was raised in your arms, and I never imagined you were such a noble ruler!"

"The family members were greatly moved by the filial piety shown in the hall." Yu Lian exclaimed.

“Father and son are so loving, family! That’s why I find it so interesting to observe you carbon-based monkeys. Click…” Little Gray said.

Yu Lian suddenly felt like he was eating sunflower seeds, but he only managed to pull out a bag of crumpled old knives from his spatial bag.

He turned to look into Brunhilde's golden eyes, at the flames burning within them: "Is this your only option? Or are you prepared to fight again?"

The emperor's spirit laughed, but the interplay of crystal clusters and spiritual light seemed to obscure his expression: "Whichever it may be, the empire will return to the right path. All the mistakes made in this war can be corrected."

Brunhilde smiled, and the will in his eyes was more intense and almost pure than that of the emperor.

"What you want me to take over is an empire that has been 'purified' by your own hand? An empire that is lightly armed. If everything goes as you wish, that Enlightened One's warship will also become the cornerstone of the empire's authority."

"That would be a gift. If I survive, it will be mine. If I perish, it will be yours." The emperor's projected soul revealed a serene smile:

"If someone else receives it, it belongs to them. But ultimately, it should be yours."

Yu Lian translated, "These are the offerings your good grandfather prepared for you."

“I refuse.” King Suliuka’s voice was clear and firm, like a sharp blade cutting through shackles: “I am not like you. Although I have not truly worn that crown, I know the source of power. The Galactic Empire will be mine, but not given to me by you.”

“Yes, that’s the Dragon King. The empire was seized, not given to us by others,” Yu Lian continued translating.

“Yes, it was stolen… no, it was taken by the will of the people, for the well-being of all. Oh, you heartless little thief, you're not allowed to speak now!” Brunhilde stomped his foot forcefully before continuing:
"Your Majesty, I appreciate your kindness, but this is an insult to any proud Dragon King."

"King Wei is quite pleased with this outcome. And he's certainly not the only Dragon King who would be pleased."

“Yes, so they are just hyenas disguised as dragons. Anyway… oh dear, I told you not to interrupt!” Brunhilde stamped his foot again before saying to the emperor, “If it is just a peaceful and prosperous era, I will sit back and watch everything be calm. But if it is a great and prosperous era, the source of power will be born in my battles to eliminate all hidden dangers, and it will be born from my true followers.”

She gazed at the emperor, her aura rising: "My empire must bear the imprint of my will! My empire is my empire, and it will never be overshadowed by your power! Nor will it be a puppet of the Void Crown! The spirit of the universe must acknowledge what I have said!"

Sure enough, once rulers become materialistic, they are far more reactionary than those pre-modern rulers. Yu Lian couldn't help but roll his eyes at Brunhilde again.

However, he did indeed keenly perceive that, as his will manifested, the spatial barrier surrounding the garden, which separated the inside from the outside, was beginning to fluctuate.

If Brunhilde's passage just now was merely a natural progression using a password, then now, this space, which had been stagnant like amber, is slowly turning into fragile glass, as if it would shatter completely at the slightest touch.

“Your Majesty, your successor is more courageous than you imagine. More courageous than you.” Yu Lian said with a smile, as spiritual energy surged from his limbs and bones once again. The crystal fragments remaining in the wounds were forcibly expelled by the surging power and turned into specks of stardust that dissipated.

Thanks to Brunhilde, she gave me time to heal.

This is the tacit understanding they developed through countless battles side by side on another timeline.

“She was meant to be this way, otherwise why would I have chosen her? Do you think it’s because of blood ties?” The emperor revealed a smug expression, then looked at Brunhilde with great interest: “My only regret is that I couldn’t tell you the secret of the Void Crown beforehand. But, very well, you already know it yourself.”

“I know part of it,” Brunhilde said with a smile. “After coming out of that trial, I also obtained quite a few clues, which should naturally be investigated in detail.”

Indeed, even the white fox on the other side knows how to investigate thoroughly based on the smallest clues, let alone the orange cat on this side.

Just like she said, she was the person involved.

“In the age of the Undying Dragons, Count Salvin participated in Chancellor Shireel’s plan. That is the origin of the Primarch Project,” Brunhilde laughed. “However, according to my speculation, its origins may be even earlier. The last Count Salvin discovered the secret of the Crown and chose to ally with the Serpent.”

The emperor smiled in silence. A somber, solemn atmosphere enveloped the space.

"The core of the Swarm comes from the Serpent. It's the legacy of the Enlightened Ones they acquired from the destroyed Zereron system during the great war over 800 years ago. However, they were never able to fully activate it until Count Salvin Radis joined them. When you first ascended the throne, he was already one of the three leaders of the Ring Serpent—a 'past'," Brunhilde said confidently. Her familiarity with the Ring Serpent seemed to surpass even that of the Emperor and the King.

"The cooperation between the Empire and the Serpent of the Rings started around that time, didn't it?" she laughed. "Of course, I was no exception. I even planted an undercover agent."

This was the first time Yu Lian had heard of it, but it wasn't surprising at all.

Furthermore, what's even more important here is the phrase "I am no exception," which obviously includes Emperor Elisher, and that's quite suggestive.

"Count Ladis was seeking revenge on you, Your Majesty. And that's how the swarm came to be, what a mess." Brunhilde clapped his hands, and the spear of light in his hand seemed to expand from a fragment of the sun into its radiance.

Her own body, as if to adapt to the spear, also swelled up.

This was not because she transformed into a giant, but because she was enveloped by the "Dragon of Dawn," the most important family heirloom of the imperial family, allowing the brilliant sun to infuse every cell of her body.

Wings of light were unfurling behind her, and she was transforming into the avatar of the sun. "I need to inherit your mantle quickly, Grandfather. Only then will I have the mind to clean up this mess. The future of the Galactic Empire, the future of the universe—I have grand plans to realize. And..."

King Suliuka gazed at Yu Lian with deep affection. The twenty-five-year-old looked around and saw only the shadow of her sixty-five-year-old self—yes, like in that virtual timeline.

"Darling, will you be with me? Just like in that world?"

Yu Lian certainly wanted to adopt a starting stance for another attack, preparing to join forces with Brunhilde for a decisive blow. To be fair, in that virtual timeline, he and she had indeed fought together against enemies many times, but their strength had always remained that of mediocre Saints.

That world cannot simulate spirituality and mystery beyond the user's comprehension.

So, what about the real world?

Yu Lian was genuinely a little excited. The prerequisite was that Little Gray hadn't reminded him in his mind that "the spatial passage is 95% open."

Speaking of which, why has the progress slowed down when we're almost there? If you had come earlier, we could have all worked together to push the boss.

Then I wouldn't have to suffer like this.

Then, at this critical juncture, just before the war was about to begin.

“Hiss—!”

A strange, piercing scream suddenly shattered the last vestiges of tranquility in the garden, even more abruptly than Brunhilde's earlier entrance. It was not a human voice, nor could it be uttered by any known creature.

It was like an invisible shockwave that resounded directly into the depths of one's heart, causing Emperor Elithel to involuntarily reveal a look of astonishment.

Fortunately, it wasn't just the emperor who was shocked; Brunhilde himself was also astonished.

"Do you think this is a public toilet?" Yu Lian asked.

Brunhilde rolled his eyes in response, but immediately afterward, a spatial rift radiating an ominous purple light appeared, like a festering wound.

The turbulent, eerie flow of psionic energy emanating from it caused a cacophony of conflict within the space, like whispers from the abyss.

“This isn’t another pet you’ve prepared, is it?” Brunhilde asked.

"No, that's not it." The emperor shrugged helplessly, even giving a wry smile: "Today's stage is very grand, and I invited all the guests. But they are unwilling to respect me, their host."

Yu Lian covered his forehead, obscuring half of his face and eyes, looking utterly disgusting.

Then, Shirley, dressed in a white dress, jumped out of the spatial rift. She gave the emperor's spirit the middle finger and once again emitted that hissing sound that sounded like a low murmur from the abyss.

She is the ruler of the Zerg swarm, one of the most important figures in this battle. Perhaps she has been lurking in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to make her appearance.

Or perhaps she only wanted to hide, but changed her mind when she heard her own name.

But in any case, the girl's master finally appeared, facing her old enemy.

Then, as if by magic, she produced another object in her hand while everyone was still dumbfounded.

The young lady used a throwing motion so perfect it could serve as a textbook for grenadiers, hurling the object in her hand toward the emperor's spirit.

It was a peculiar sphere that suddenly expanded many times over during flight, unfolding and then instantly transforming into a ferocious insect. On its triangular head, dozens of compound eyes flashed with crazed malice, fixedly locked onto the emperor's pure and surging spirit.

Yu Lian thought that thing was a combination of a facehugger and a king scorpion, but he never expected that it could be used as a hidden weapon.

In its parabolic flight path, the giant worm had extended its terrifying forelimbs and sharp blades, the ever-growing blades flowing with a cold, dark light, as if it could slice through buildings and tear apart the armor plates of warships with a single swing.

...However, even the sharpest blade shouldn't cause direct harm to a ghostly entity, right?

Then, with a loud "pia," the giant worm suddenly underwent a very obvious transformation, as if it had been hit squarely by two invisible giant fly swatters, instantly breaking its bones, snapping its tendons, and sending its flesh flying.

It couldn't even get within ten meters of the emperor.

This thing looks like an insect, but it spews out a large amount of bone and muscle fragments like a mammal.

However, these fragments ignited and were propelled by an invisible force to accelerate, before hurtling into the psionic protective field surrounding the Emperor's spirit body.

They were like bullets falling into water, constantly slowing down, leaving a spiral trajectory behind the projectile, but still moving forward, straight toward the emperor.

The explosion's flames and the toxic mist of strong acid bloomed simultaneously within the shield of spiritual light.

Does this really work for spirits?
Although Yu Lian was puzzled, it no longer mattered.

Two hundred years later, the descendants of Count Salvin finally launched a belated revenge against the Emperor of the Galactic Empire.

Fortunately, the emperor is still alive; even a belated revenge is still revenge!
Yu Lian felt that this scene had become an epic.

Then, he clearly saw that Shirley took out an object that looked like a blue playing card from her bosom and slapped it into the air.

That was a false order.

It began to burn, and the strange spiritual fire began to devour the stagnant spatial pressure in the room, as if it were igniting the barrier protecting this space.

A brand new spatial passage was forcibly opened at the location where the Void Order burned! From the other end of the passage, the faint sounds of metal friction and rumbling could be heard.

At this moment, Xia Li once again gave the emperor's spirit the middle finger, snorted coldly at Yu Lian, and left with a gloating smile. Then, she conjured up air currents and halos with her hand. Her movement was like lifting a blanket, covering her petite body, and she disappeared again.

What about your revenge?
Yu Lian was also speechless. Then, after the newly opened spatial passage, he not only heard more mechanical friction sounds, but also sensed another all-too-familiar aura.

"The stage of the universe needs an audience of the universe, don't you think, Your Majesty? Hey, Orange Cat, don't you think you're standing too close?" That was the voice of Princess Rainbow Rose, Amida Berencaster.

Brunhilde even moved a little closer, and rolled his eyes in an overly exaggerated way, spitting out a mouthful of saliva: "It really is a public toilet! You can come and go as you please."

"Ninety-nine. Really ninety-nine!" Little Grey informed Yu Lian at the opportune moment.

"I'm sorry, Feifei." At this moment, Yu Lian felt an inexplicable sense of guilt overwhelm him, and the remorse almost crushed him. Especially when he saw with his own eyes a faint spatial fluctuation finally appear beside him, he felt himself trembling all over.