Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 162 Nightmare
Over there, the four people who met had just set off a silent storm.

Here, Della was entangled with two gaseous companions who were sleeping poorly on the body of the centaur girl. She was in a daze and suddenly had a dream.

In the dream, she seemed to have caused some trouble.

Even if many horrible guys try their best to smash the stars, they will come and perish with me.

There were endless howls and screams; there were screams from psionic energy, and there were also vibrations from solid objects, which were transformed into sounds.

Dreams are always illogical, and Chongniang is very smart, she immediately discovered the incongruity, and even realized that she was dreaming.

For example, why did they die together?And what does Broken Star do, just for the sake of the scene?
But being aware of dreaming doesn't mean she won't be afraid.

It's like the old horror movies watched in the arms of the big mother. The special effects in it seem quite primitive today, but Della will still be scared and shrink into a ball.

Those terrifying guys in the dream launched a general attack on him.

Della took a step back and waved her hands in panic, trying to drive them away from her eyes.

Who knows.

Behind him, countless tribes that have almost no characteristics of the Struts launched a heroic charge under his wave;

Each tribe is like a mixture of zerg and dragon. The chelicer branches stretching across space are extremely heroic, and the breath accompanied by the dancing tentacles seems to dissolve the void upwards.

Chongniang suddenly understood who had the advantage in the dream—the vicious enemy tried all means, but couldn't break through her tribe's defense.

When the physical warhead touches the dragon scale carapace, it bursts like a balloon piercing a spike; and the attack of one's own tribe, every moment, has the power of a giant structure of the creation of the gods.

But Della's fears continued to deepen.

The stars are still going out one by one.

In the void, a certain ancient existence gradually opened its eyes, and when it stared at her, it was more than terrifying.

Chong Niang finally turned around in panic.

Where is Dad?
……

Zuo Wu has already noticed that the situation at Xi's martyrdom is not right.

At the same time, I noticed that Della in her sleep seemed to be having a nightmare and was extremely disturbed.

Ji Zhi kicked his hooves, completely ignoring the newly brewed charm, looked towards the four of them, and whispered: "What a powerful fluctuation of spiritual energy."

Psychic energy is the power of emotions. Both Martyred Xi and King Li'e were once the best of the two super regimes, and the surroundings are shaken by a single thought, which is by no means empty words.

Perhaps it was this fluctuation that affected Della and gave her nightmares?
Zuo Wu sighed, and put his hands on Della's head, absorbing the aftermath of spiritual energy scattered here.

Jin Mian was stunned for a moment, devoured the biscuit in his hand, licked his fluffy wrist, and ran towards the horse girl, looking at the three children on the horse's back: "What should we do?"

Ji Zhi turned her ears and stretched her muscles.

But Zuo Wu shook his head, rubbing the soft tentacles on Della's head more and more cautiously: "We can't do anything."

This is between them, and no one else can intervene in their own affairs; this is especially true for Zuo Wu, who was not even a personal participant in that war.

Just like Della's nightmare.

Nightmares still need to wake up on their own.

……

Shock shatters sanity, but it lasts only for a moment.

The psychic energy fluctuations that symbolized emotions fell from a tsunami-like crest to an incomparably silent valley in an instant.

The four of them at least regained their sanity, and they all felt that their calmness was terrifying.

I think that's all.

The guards who came to patrol were extremely puzzled. There were only a few people who looked at each other in silence, as if their sensors had failed.

then.

The guard creation received an order and left slowly under the watchful eye of the court.

Liang Gu Ling was so close that he was almost blown away by the turbulent flow of psychic energy; the lips and tongues that were so proud of being a lawyer actually forgot how to use them at this moment.

Most of the psychic energy fluctuations were emitted by Xi Martyr and King Li'e, while Yue Dubiao and He Zhi were like lonely boats in a storm, but they persisted stubbornly and stood firm.

But the fluctuation of spiritual energy is calm, and the pressure is no longer there.

Yue Dubiao slowly knelt down on one knee, with his left fist pressed to his forehead and his right hand stroking his heart;

He Zhi wraps the "core" of his body with a gaseous body, and gently stretches out to King Li'e.

Very tacit.

This is the highest etiquette for each, for the head of the legion, and for the king of the tribe.

Martyred in the evening and King Li'e, the current self-proclaimed husband and wife cannot afford such etiquette.

Veterans and gaseous creatures are declaring their positions in their own ways. They don’t need Xi’s martyrdom and King Li’e’s explanation, they are just talking, forcing the palace, and swearing——

just now.

The respective heads of the legions had their own soldiers.

It's time for each to start their own bloody battle again; the cries of the dead comrades resounded again, and they all bear their own blood feuds with each other.

It's time for war to start again.

The matter between Xi's martyrdom and King Li'e is finally no longer limited to the two of them.

Yue Dubiao and He Zhi also had to cut off the sympathy and sympathy between each other. From then on, they were soldiers who fought to the death.

No one can bear the weight of "forgiving".

unless.

Martyrdom of Xi and King Li'e did not evade Yue Dubiao's etiquette, they slowly lowered their postures until they were parallel to their respective subordinates, in an incomparable tacit understanding:
"Just pretend you haven't seen us, okay?"

Yue Dubiao and He Zhi also seem to have a tacit understanding:

"I've been looking for you, Commander Xi."

"Prince Li, I, don't want to."

Heaviness deepens.

Xi martyrdom and King Li'e looked at each other deeply, and then looked back at Li Si and Xiyang who were sleeping on their backs. They couldn't part with this little family anymore:

"Come with us and let the Star Sea Alliance decide that the war is over."

"Or come with us and overthrow the Imperial Union and Liao Yuan; I will be the emperor, and Li A is a sweat! I will give you all the honor you want!"

This is a huge concession. If you devote yourself to it, let alone whether you can succeed, at least the time you spend with your family will disappear greatly.

Li Ai took a resentful look at Xi Shisao, and said to himself that Liaoyuan is not like your Dilian who can push it down.

Yue Dubiao still shook his head, the hand on his forehead had already dropped, like a ghost, he glanced at Liang Guling.

Liangguling has been hinting that her request is not clear, which makes her very anxious and difficult to operate.

just now.

The veteran really wanted to tell the lawyer aloud that he was so clear about what he wanted, that he even felt that his thoughts could span countless light-years and connect with all the comrades who survived and carried the heavy past.

Yue Dubiao spoke slowly, and what he said was probably the common wish of all the paranoid survivors:
"No, I never wanted the war to end in any form other than our total victory, I threw my whole life into it, I didn't want it to be empty talk, meaningless!"

"Also, if you become the emperor, of course we will follow to the death, but I am absolutely unwilling to reconcile with Liaoyuan!"

"The honor I want is the heavy honor that bears the expectations of the dead comrades in arms; I want to continue to fight against Liaoyuan with this honor, as if continuing to fight for the dead comrades in arms; until I die in the battle, my soul is with them Glory to the void!"

"I...will never give up hatred! Blood hatred can only be washed away with blood, no matter the enemy's blood or your own blood!"

"You are our supreme commander. We don't even want to be for the Imperial Alliance, but we are willing to follow you and die."

"Forgive me for presumptuousness, please remember the blood we shed for you, for survivors like me; for the dead who are as many and as heavy as mountains, continue...Fight to the end!"

He Zhi smiled at the veteran, so heartfelt; they really cherish each other, even the things they want to say are almost exactly the same.

The veteran is still stuttering.

The gaseous creature sighed, what a good eloquence.

Xi martyrdom closed his eyes gently.

Why are some emperors "added in yellow robes"? Is it because the authority is not strong enough?
Probably not.

At least Xi Martyr knows that if he claims to be the "commander in chief" again, even if he casually calls Yue Du Biao to die, the veteran will not hesitate at all, and will just carry it out with a smile.

But he is not only the boss of the veterans, after giving up for the Imperial Alliance, they have been more like brothers in the long-term relationship.

Re-profess the commander-in-chief?
Martyr Xi still has his eyes closed. He has been abstaining from alcohol for a while, and his body functions are rapidly recovering to its peak, as is his hearing. With the blessing of psychic power, he can almost monitor an entire block.

But almost no sound could reach his ears.

Except for the slowly flowing breath in King Li'e's body.

There are also the steady heartbeats of Li Si and Sunset in the distance.

He knew that King Li'e was also listening to his own breathing.

"Sorry, I can't do it," Xi martyrs gently shook his head, "You're late."

Compared with the time he wasted in Taoyuan, he came only a moment late, and he had already chosen to end the battle with King Li'e.

Otherwise, he will definitely bear this kind of hatred again, and spend the rest of his life trying to explain to his dead comrades in arms.

But the veteran came late after all.

King Li Yu also used the unique communication method between gaseous creatures, and finished similar words.

Yue Dubiao and He Zhi got up slowly.

They no longer maintained a humble and low profile, but glanced at each other, turned their heads back and forth, and looked at lawyer Bai Nen who was still sitting on the ground.

Liang Guling pressed her chest, and the bones in her body moved wildly, elongating her height and shoulder width, so as to make herself look like an authoritative arbiter.

Who knows.

Her two parties actually saluted to her in an extremely tacit understanding, and Liang Guling regretted that she hadn't made any more efforts to let the two meet earlier in a trance.

With their natural tacit understanding, today and even the whole case will have a different ending.

"Lawyer Liang Gu, thank you for taking care of me recently...especially today. By the way, I've always wanted to invite you to have a drink with Manzi He Zhi."

"Me too, except for drinking."

Done.

Yue Dubiao and He Zhi turned around.

The veteran wiped the corners of his mouth, facing Xi's martyrdom, he suddenly seemed to be heroic on the battlefield, and he seemed to be talking to a brother he hadn't seen for a long time:
"Commander Xi, I'm against the Imperial Union, and I don't mind against you once."

"Affiliate of the Vanguard Legion, Lieutenant Yue Dubiao, please command Xi to return to the Legion."

As he said that, he approached Xi martyrdom step by step, like a brother who is about to reunite, a subordinate who is about to offer up his loyalty, or——

After chasing after him, Xi martyred a responsibility and a nightmare that he could never bear.

Yue Dubiao was rushing towards his hope, scenes flashed in his mind like a lantern, the beautiful battles he fought, the "nuclei" of Liaoyuan people smashed one by one, the empty life on the vacation planet;

Come drink by the glass.

The cooperation is incomparable tacit understanding, sympathy, and even He Zhi who hates seeing each other late.

That gentle creation.

Everything shattered like a bubble.

All that remained before him was Xi's martyred face, which contained countless emotions, but was tense:

"Report, Yuedu Biao requests to fight."

"According to five meters from my direction at three o'clock, I found two enemy soldiers—King Li'e and Hezhi."

"Please command my battle."

"... Please, let go of the enemy's damn hand!"

Yue Dubiao was finally forced to face Xi martyrdom; the same was true for He Zhi, the gaseous creature finally reunited with her relatives, her own king.

"Now kill him with me, otherwise, I will hold your hand and stab the knife into her core!"

Xi has no choice but to be martyred.

The soul connection with King Li'e, holding hands together, made them understand each other's thoughts in an instant.

Comrades, brothers; tribes, relatives.

Can those who kill their closest relatives be forgiven?
It is possible, but it takes time to scrub and the whitewashing of achievements.

Countless emperors throughout the ages have ascended to the throne by killing their relatives; if they really had meritorious deeds, after the change of dynasty, killing relatives is just a small stain in his life.

Even in some countries, it has been a tradition for generations of emperors to kill all their brothers. If this is not done, the regime will not be able to maintain stability.

Under the grand narrative, family affection is really not worth mentioning; not to mention that Yue Dubiao and He Zhi are just "relatives" in the hearts of the couple, and they are essentially their subordinates.

but.

Martyred Xi and King Li'e are no longer the commander-in-chief and king. They did not choose a life grand enough to cover up their crimes.

They are lunatics who choose to reconcile from chasing and killing each other, and set up a small family, which is difficult for the world to understand.

They are also thugs who have abandoned their hometown and country, leaving only the ability to kill.

thug.

Liangguling felt cold all over her body, and the law could only rely on coercive force to ensure its implementation. When the previous security creation slowly left under the supervision of the court, she knew that there was no law that could regulate the martyrdom of Xi and the desire of King Lie. do everything.

The psychic fluctuations of Xi's martyrdom and King Li'e reappeared.

The more the photos are taken, the warmer I feel.

He didn't feel wronged, but felt a little lucky.

It's better to die at the hands of the commander-in-chief, your own big brother, than to expose the corpse in the wilderness, no one claims it, right?
It was just that at the moment before being melted by spiritual energy, in a trance, he seemed to hear He Zhi's voice:
"If you invite me to drink, wine, I will agree."

"You don't know how to drink?"

"One, it's not bad to sit up and sit."

One more thing to be thankful for.

What disappears with me is the enemy who cherishes each other, not the cold and emotionless spears and shells that come out of nowhere.

……

There are two more sinners in front of the rift that stretches across the world and leads to the trial court.

But just as when the emperor holds power and makes achievements, the law cannot judge him for killing his relatives; when the thugs hold power, the law cannot have any jurisdiction over them.

Martyred at night and King Lie.

For each other who were supposed to be enemies, they killed their incomparably precious comrades-in-arms and stained their hands with the blood of injustice.

The only ones who can judge them guilty are themselves.

The only ones who can tolerate sinners who are almost cast aside are each other.

They are each other's family.

……

Li Si and Xi Yang were still sleeping soundly.

Della finally got over the nightmare and woke up: "Dad, I had a very bad dream."

"I dreamed that I became the Great Demon King and was chased by many people, but I still...can't find you."

"It seems that Dad, you also stay away from me because I am the devil king."

Zuo Wu grinned, which one is more frightening, the devil or the sinner?
He scratched Della's nose:
"So it's just going to be a nightmare."

(End of this chapter)