It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

A huge palace stands on the ground, its majestic figure bathed in bright sunlight.

The dark giant column propped the mouth of the majestic hall. Looking up from below, the thousands of stairs seemed to fall from the sky, and one could only look up.

The magnificent palace stands proudly on the ground, the tip of the side straight up the sky, runs through the sky, and the white clouds seem to surround it.

It's not luxurious, but it's grand and magnificent. Obviously the main color is black, but it does not appear dim. It reflects the sun, as if it has a bright black luster, and is firmly and firmly rooted on the ground, like a towering mountain, standing peacefully between heaven and earth.

A huge sky of light shrouded it, like a shallow halo over this towering palace.

On the thin sky, there are streamers passing by from time to time, like falling stars, passing streamers.

In the depths of the dark palace, in the huge hall, countless people are waiting here.

In the middle of the hall, the thick red carpet was straight to the front of the hall.

Above the platform, the black throne awaits the arrival of its master.

Countless skylights were opened on the top of the hall, and the light beam that cast down illuminated the whole hall. After clever light intersection and refraction, it converged on the black throne, making that place seem bright and bright.

The crimson carpet seemed to divide the entire hall into two sides.

On the left, there are aristocrats in gorgeous clothes and smiling. Their hairstyles are neatly combed, without missing a strand of hair, their clothes are delicate and luxurious, and gold or gemstone accessories flash a sheen from time to time on their collars or cuffs.

The noble women who are as beautiful as white swans are dressed to the extreme, their faces are exquisite without any flaws, and they stand gracefully beside their husbands or fathers.

On the right, there are generals with calm faces. Among them, there are men and women, all of which are uniform imperial military uniforms with black and silver patterns, contrasting with the gorgeous clothes on the left. However, even in such serious clothes as military uniforms, these generals' shoulders or silver or gold badges symbolizing their ranks far outweighed the shine of the gemstone accessories on the opposite side.

The left and right sides are distinct.

Before the ceremony had begun, everyone was talking quietly. The low-pitched conversations kept coming and going, leaving the hall humming all the time.

But the moment the erect figure appeared in the hall, the whole hall was silent for a moment.

Everyone's eyes were on that figure at this moment.

The bright lacquered black boots stepped on the crimson thick carpet, and the long young emperor was not wearing a special dress, but still the marshal military uniform with a gold pattern on a black background. The only difference was that the thin, soft cloak behind him was replaced with a thick, dark, thick velvet cloak, with a circle of brown velvet around the edge surrounding the young emperor's fastened collar. The thick poncho has a long hem, dragging it to the crimson rug, the gold accessories fasten to the cape's shoulders, and the golden tassel is scattered on the chest.

The dark shattered hair was scattered on the sharp arc of the corner of the eye of Phoenix, and the dark blue eyes seemed to have light from the dark hair.

The eyes of the young emperor looked like a sharp blade, a little cold, and it was extremely frightening to the extreme.

The sun falling from the skylight illuminated the long crimson carpet. He stepped on the carpet and walked forward with long, strong legs, as if walking on the light.

The hot sun shrouded his body, the face of the young emperor was the unchangeable ice and snow, the phoenix eyes, the pale eyes, the pale lips, and everything seemed to fade everywhere he went.

That seemed to be the only near-miracle beauty born of all things in the world.

One glance seemed to burn human eyes.

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Although tens of thousands of people gathered on the hall, at the moment the large hall was still quiet.

As the young emperor moved forward, the people around the crimson carpet stepped back, then, bowed their heads and bowed.

Everyone saluted, expressing their surrender to it.

The generals in military uniforms all raised their hands and fists in front of their left chests, bowing and saluting.

On the other side of the aristocracy, the males all bent down and bowed their heads deeply to the young emperor, while the females gently pulled up the side skirts with their hands, squatted down and lowered their heads. Those half-squat saluting postures are all in various poses and numerous postures, which undoubtedly reveals the female's delicate and soft body.

Although she lowered her head slightly, but her eyes were full of water and light, and she raised the charming and extremely polarized direction toward the young emperor.

You know, this young and handsome emperor has no wife, not even a lover. If it can make them fancy, even if they are unnamed lovers, there are a large number of aristocratic girls willing to go forward.

Therefore, one by one, they can't wait to show their most beautiful and delicate side in front of this young emperor, only to make themselves be seen.

Gollum.

A female colonel with a fist in front of her marching ceremony watched her head boss walk past her, and suddenly heard such a slight sound around her.

She glanced at the female colleagues around her.

"... you're swallowing."

She whispered in a mosquito-like voice, but her face did not change when she spoke, and she looked forward without squinting.

The female colonel with short red hair looked at the front without blinking, eyes could not bear to turn.

"Master Marshal ... oh no." She also whispered in a voice like a mosquito, "Your Majesty is usually enough to flourish beauty, and now it is even more ..."

She couldn't help but grunted another spit.

The brunette colonel snorted.

"Take away your drooling expression, and it's almost the same as the expression of the aristocratic woman who is drooling and can't wait to rush to her Majesty."

"Fart, my mother is different from those Yingying Yanyan, my mother just looks, just appreciates!"

The Red Haired Women's University responded rightfully.

She squinted at the back of the dark-haired emperor who was walking up the steps, looking at the snow-like cheeks.

"Speaking again ..." she said in a low voice. "Master Marshal ... Oh no, Your Majesty, although he looks good, but I don't know why it always looks unreal."

"It seems to be far away from us ... It looks like a particularly beautifully carved stone statue. It doesn't feel like a living person at all ... No, it should be said that it doesn't seem to be with us in one world and one space at all ..."

"What the **** is that! Shut up, Major General Via has already seen it!"

Seeing that the blue-haired youngster known for his serious stereotypes swept over a cold eye, the Red-haired Female University quickly shut up.

There was still silence in the hall, almost no sound was heard.

Stepping on the thick crimson carpet, the young emperor stepped up the steps.

A long, thick, lacquered black cloak dangled on the steps and dangled, blocking the back of the emperor walking up.

Troll looked up and looked at the huge black throne on the high platform. His dark blue pupils were like a pair of inorganic blue glass beads, cold and boneless, without feelings, like sculptural murals, like looking down indifferently. The gods of the ants on the ground could not feel the breath of a living person.

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Just as the entire universe was waiting for the new emperor to ascend to the throne, in an extremely remote corner of the universe, in a very remote corner of the universe, there was an inconspicuous, small and barren planet.

A huge rift valley lay deep on the asteroid-side land.

In the depths of the rift, a light envelope shrouded the depths of the valley bottom, covering the three white spaceships quietly staying deep in the rift valley.

Gaya's spaceship.

These three spaceships do not look like four years ago. Although their size has not changed, both the appearance and internal functions have changed a lot compared with four years ago.

At this moment, in the lobby of the main spaceship, everyone stood in pairs, either in one place or in the corner alone. Everyone was embarrassed and nervous. The restless emotions infected each other and shrouded the hall, making the atmosphere in the hall seem quite depressed.

With a slight buzz, the metal gate opened automatically and someone stepped into the hall.

It was a dark-haired boy with bright, dark eyes under his soft forehead, and his face looked very young, as if he was not yet an adult. The soft, tight-fitting clothing with blue patterns on white background wrapped his slightly slender body, showing the soft body lines of the teenager. When he walked forward, the soft light blue cloak opened a soft arc behind him.

When he entered the hall, the entire hall was quiet for a moment, everyone stopped talking, set his sights on the people, and many people surrounded him.

"Mute."

"You're here, Mute."

"We are waiting for you."

The young people surrounding him shouted the names of the teenagers. When they saw the teenagers, they seemed to have less anxiety on their faces. It seemed that the appearance of the teenagers could make them feel more at ease.

"Still the same."

Noah, who came in with Mute, was also surrounded by a circle of people. However, Noah was mostly surrounded by elderly elders. Someone looked at Mute and smiled.

They looked at the young people gathered around Mute with a mild eye, with a little helplessness in their eyes, but more comforting.

An older elder shook his head and said with a smile, "Those young children love our successors."

Another older man also laughed.

"No way, after all, our successor is still a child. Of course, children and children are easier to get close to."

Noah's presence in Gaya is like faith, which makes one look up and admire.

Many young Jia grew up under the protection of Noah. Although they love wearing Noah, to them, Noah is like a mountain and a mountain, and they are careful and nervous in front of him. No way.

But Mute, the successor, is different. This Noah's successor is very young, like a companion who grew up together, and has a good temperament, easy to get close, there is no sense of distance and separation, and Over the past few years, they have often been told about things on the earth and taught them the languages ​​and languages ​​on the earth, so the younger Gals naturally became closer to the younger Noah successors.

"Mute, are we really leaving?"

"Will it be dangerous along the way?"

"Can we really go back to Earth safely?"

Surrounding their Noah successors, the young Gals poured out all the uneasiness in their hearts. Their eyes focused on the dark-haired boy. They had anxiety in their eyes, some confusion about the future, but they also had expectations.

Surrounded by everyone, Mute's eyes glanced at them.

After leaving the planet of Noah's Ark, he didn't immediately take Gamma on his way home because the conditions were still immature.

First of all, he can imagine that after he leaves, the major general will surely track down his whereabouts. Just go straight on the road like this, and soon humans will find the track of the spaceship.

In addition, when the Gayas hurriedly boarded the three spacecrafts and left the planet Noah's Ark, they were not fully prepared. The performance of these three spacecrafts is difficult to confront human warships, and it is difficult to support long-distance navigation back to Earth.

There is also the most important point. In the universe, all the planets, all galaxies, and even the universe are moving. The galaxies will move. The coordinates of the earth he remembers are the coordinates of 20,000 years ago, and In these tens of thousands of years, the coordinates of both the solar system and the galaxy have changed. He must rely on the relevant information from humans and his past memory to determine the position of the earth again-this takes a long time.

Therefore, at that time, Mute and Noah took the Gamens together to find this humble little planet, hid the spacecraft deep in the rift, and set up a small shield to cover the spacecraft's trail.

It took them four years to transform the spacecraft in all directions. During this time, Mute also successfully re-determined the current position of the earth. There may be deviations, but it should not be too much.

Now that everything is ready, it's time to go.

[Are there many dangers on the way back? 】

[Can we go back successfully? 】

[Will you meet those terrible humans? 】

[This is a difficult road ... I don't know how long it will take .........]

【I'm scared. 】

Mute looked at the Gals around him, and he could hear the disturbing voices from the hearts of these companions. Whether it was the young Gals around him, or the older Gals who were with Noah opposite, either More or less uneasy about the imminent departure and confusion about the unknown journey.

The teenager looked at them and slowly smiled.

He spoke, but what he said did not soothe the restless Gals, nor did they answer their questions.

"Negal, the legendary **** of death and darkness."

He said that the answer was unanswered.

He looked at everyone in perplexity, and continued.

"Human beings say, Gamma, means the **** of death, Negar, and we are the children of the devil."

"But they were wrong. Gah, it's not the name that humans gave us, but the name we gave ourselves while our ancestors were still on the earth."

His eyes slowly glanced at the people staring at him.

"Gah, it means-the son of the earth."

The boy's voice echoed through the silent hall, echoing in all Jia's ears.

"This is our name!"

His voice was hotter than anything at this moment, like the deepest part of everyone's heart, like a cluster of flames that burned everyone's chests so hot.

There was no sound in the hall, but the depressed atmosphere not long ago had disappeared.

In the eyes of everyone, there may still be anxiety, and maybe confusion, but those anxieties, confusions, and even fears have been suppressed, and they are deeply suppressed by a feeling called firmness, longing and miss.

"Now we have to go."

Looking at the eyes of the crowd, the teenager said with a smile.

[Ga, son of the earth. 】

The children of the earth must return to the arms of the earth.

No matter what they are about to face.

No matter how terrible the thorns and storms can't stop them from going home.

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In the bright and magnificent hall, there was still silence. The people standing on both sides below the steps looked up and looked up at the young emperor on the high platform.

Troll stood there, standing high, with the black throne next to him.

He looked down at the crowd. In his cold eyes, he could not see a temperature that belonged to a living person, like a sculpture of snow and ice.

An attendant held a soft bright red down pad and stepped up the steps, and on the bright red down pad was placed a delicate and gorgeous white gold crown.

The servant in white knelt at the feet of the young emperor, and raised the bright red down pad over his head.

The emperor's crown was sent to Troll.

Above the hall, under the high steps, everyone gazed at this moment with their breath—

This is a moment of great interest-

This is a scene destined to be engraved in history-

This is the moment the new empire is born--

Troll raised his hand and stretched forward.

He will wear the new crown for himself, and he will become the supreme being in this universe-

Suddenly, the moment the fingertips of the young emperor were about to touch the white-gold crown that reflected the light, the blue and black bracelet on Troll's wrist shook with a buzz.

A slap-shaped light curtain suddenly appeared and appeared in front of Troll.

The masked man appeared in the light curtain.

"Giga's spaceship was found."

Just one sentence, eight words.

The young emperor's dark blue eyes, which looked like inorganic cold glass beads, suddenly burned a cluster of fiery flames, burning everything in an instant.

Like a lifeless mural, alive with the burning anger in the burning flame.

The shrine that looked down at sentient ants without feelings was pulled down from the altar in an instant--

The servant in white, kneeling on the steps, opened his eyes in horror, watching the figure who passed by without hesitation from the crown he was holding.

The thick woolen cloak dragged on the steps was pulled down mercilessly by its owner and fell to the ground.

The heavy and hastily footsteps echoed in the hall of silence at this moment, and in the eyes of countless people's mistaken and incredible eyes, the figure of the young emperor who was leaving quickly disappeared out of the hall in an instant.

In the terrible hall, there was only the white-gold crown lying quietly on the bright red down pad, and the thick cloak lying quietly on the ground ...