touch of empire

Anthropocene Era

July 2317, [-].

The Fulong Military Academy in Amon District ushered in its fifth graduation ceremony since its establishment.

The night before, all kinds of spaceships flew to Amon Star like stars. Leaders from all over the Federation came and stayed at the reception of Fulong Military Academy, waiting for tomorrow's arrival. General Assembly.

Fulong Military Academy is the ace school in the hands of the Amon District, and the Amon District is the largest of the five districts of the Human Federation.

This graduation ceremony can be said to be the largest military gathering of mankind since the fall of the Galactic Empire.

The freshmen of the military academy were summoned to be in charge of the preparations for this rally. In the middle of the night, the entire school was brightly lit, and the electromagnetic train drew a track in the air, carrying different guests from all over the place.

Shi Luo was in his dormitory that night. Together with his three roommates, he was preparing for tomorrow's graduation ceremony.

Among the four, the happiest is the handsome Albert.

His blue eyes were full of longing, and the corner of his mouth was filled with a happy smile.He was pulling Shi Luo to practice the wedding after tomorrow's graduation ceremony over and over again.

"Alo! Do you think my eyes are sincere enough?" Albert practiced his expression in front of the mirror.

Shi Luo hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but said: "Albert, there is something I haven't told you."

"what's up?"

"Actually... Instructor Favna has always... always liked..."

"I know, she has always liked your man~!" Albert said indifferently, "But that was in the past, and now she likes me! The most important thing is that I love her!"

Shi Luo didn't say any more, he also adjusted his uniform in front of the mirror.

In the mirror, the young man's eyes were still black and white, without any impurities, his dark skin looked particularly healthy, and his straight back showed the unique vigor and vigor of youth.

"Peng Minke, do you think I'm okay with this?" Shi Luo asked the roommate who was doing the colorful hair.

Peng Mingke let out a hehe, and combed Biao's hair. Brother Biao's chicken coop was combed submissively, and he looked very stern and masculine.

"Tomorrow! As long as the few of us stand on the stage, there will be a lot of screams!" Peng Minke was full of confidence, closing his eyes and thinking.

In the morning, at ten o'clock, the graduation ceremony of Fulong Military Academy.

on the rostrum.

The four roommates who received the special commendation stood in a row just as they practiced in the dormitory the day before. The straight gray military uniforms wrapped their bodies properly. The four sentinels were the same height and had extraordinary momentum. Standing there, It immediately aroused the admiration of the younger students below.

"Look! That's my favorite male god! Colorful hair! He sings so beautifully!"

"Yes, yes! I like him too!"

"Who's that handsome guy next to him? The one with the blond hair?"

"Hey, I know that cold, paralyzed face! It's from the military staff. I heard that he commanded the last few battles with alien beasts!"

Shi Luo's hearing is very good, he can hear all the discussions below, basically they are talking about his three roommates.

He raised his eyes to look at the sky, and felt that the sky today was very blue, without a trace of cloud, and it was extremely pure.

The principal, General Mellon, personally commended the four individuals.

"This is the best four-member team among the fifth graduates of our Fulong Military Academy! They have completed 280 three missions in the past four years, and their reputation is far and wide. No matter where they are in the Human Federation, as long as When mentioning Fulong Military Academy, everyone will think of this four-person team!"

The four of them immediately stepped forward and saluted everyone on the playground in coordination.

They practiced for several days, and their movements were neat and consistent, which won another round of applause.

"Governor Amon and Interstellar Marshal have heard about this four-person team, so let me leave the right to award the best team award to our Marshal Nogier!"

There was a commotion at the scene, all the ribbons and birds rushed into the sky together, and even many student Quantum Beasts jumped around excitedly after hearing Nogil's name.Some jumped to the rostrum.

In the midst of applause, Nogil came up from the guest seats in the audience. He was no different from when Shi Luo met for the first time. He was dressed in a neat military uniform with badges on his chest. He took over from the principal. After receiving the medal, he walked up to Shi Luo: "Young man, work hard, I heard that because of you, Salka didn't heal anyone anymore."

Shi Luo didn't know how to answer for a moment, he could only nod, then received the medal, and walked aside with his roommates, waiting for the interstellar marshal to make a speech, and then he followed him off the stage after speaking.

Nogil stood on the rostrum, holding the microphone, his brows were knit together, and holding the microphone in his hand, he was silent for half a minute.

Half a minute later, he suddenly turned his head and looked at a person on the guest stage: "Amon, I can't tell, so tell me!"

So everyone looked at the middle-aged man on the guest stage.

The man was wearing an ordinary white shirt. He looked ordinary, but he was very fair and thin.

He is not tall, half a head shorter than Shi Luo, but his eyes are a bit narrow and long, the corners of which are slightly upturned, making him look a bit charming.

Shi Luo and his roommate glanced at each other.

Although you haven't seen this person many times, he is in the Amon District and a student of Fulong Military Academy.Everyone knows that this is the Governor of the Amon District, Mr. Amon.

Amon walked slowly towards the rostrum, and he stood beside Nogil, with a trace of pain in his voice.

"Today is a good day, and this news should not be told to everyone. But since you are a soldier, you are born to bear more things than others!"

The scene immediately became quiet, and even Shi Luo felt a little nervous.

"In the latest battle of the federal army, a group army was lost." Mr. Amon's voice was filled with unspeakable frustration, "I think everyone knows that a group army, a whole million soldiers' lives, just disappeared. This is What I just received from the front line, I think it will be very educational for all of us."

"The soldier, the battlefield, is not only glory and glory, but also death and fear."

Mr. Amon used his fair and slender fingers to connect the optical brain to the player on the rostrum.

The dome of the playground slowly slid, and the semicircular ceiling covered the entire space, and the light suddenly dimmed.

The projection shows scenes of scenes on the dome.

On the battlefield, a tide of alien beasts came towards the human soldiers.

The volcano in the distance was erupting. Human soldiers led the mechs to charge forward. A guide was behind the crowd, using his poor strength to guide the soldiers in each hand.

But that guide's power is too limited, and the healing speed is very slow, which can't compare with the attack speed of the strange beast.

The armored soldiers who acted as ordinary people stood in front of them and were harvested by strange beasts like weeds.

And in the center of the alien beast, a monster waving its bone wings was smiling ferociously.

He is different from the alien beast lords known to mankind. He does not have a snake tail, nor does he have tentacle-like genitals. He has human-like legs, straight and slender, and is slowly walking past those alien beasts.

Its whole body is covered with scales, and its hair is slightly black, in the shape of jointed bones.

His bone wings vibrated slightly, and the air current between the sky and the earth could be seen shaking slightly.

The sentries took out the inhibitors they contained and swallowed them, but the inhibitors could only last for a short while before losing their effect again.

A large number of sentinels fell to the ground, struggling to sink in the uncontrollable sea of ​​desire, while the few poor guides on the battlefield ran back and forth, which had no effect at all.

The picture of the playground dome was still playing silently, and the picture sent back by the war reporters made everyone feel a huge stone in their hearts.

The entire playground was silent and dull. Among the 10 people, not a single person made a sound. They all looked up blankly, watching the scene on the dome.

Watching the beast lord harvest human life like harvesting straw.

On the battlefield, the few guides who were few in number were all caught by the beast lord, thrown into the herd, and disappeared.

No one spoke, Shi Luo was also shocked by this scene.

The air is so oppressive that it makes people go crazy.

But at this moment, someone shouted from below: "Where is Zalka?"

Shi Luo was startled, he subconsciously looked towards the guest seats beside him.

Seeing the handsome man sitting there motionless.

"Where is Zalka? Why didn't he participate in this battle?" Some students couldn't help asking.

"Yeah! Isn't he the last shield of mankind in the legend! Why don't you go to war! Don't save these human soldiers!"

"Governor! Why don't you allow Salka to go!"

On the playground, some students became extremely emotional.

At this moment, Mr. Amon's slightly pale lips trembled.He turned around and looked at the man who had been sitting there without saying a word with his dark eyes.

Mr. Amon raised his skinny chin, and there was a hint of resentment in his voice: "I also want to know, why did Zalka, the mentor I respected the most, refuse my invitation again and again, even without a reason not to go to the war?" Give."

All eyes were directed towards Zalka.

Shi Luo took a step forward, subconsciously wanting to stop in front of Salka, but Albert stopped him in time.

Salka stood up slowly, walked up to the rostrum, and stood beside Mr. Amon, with a calm voice: "Whether to fight or not is entirely voluntary. I have participated in countless battles, and I am very tired."

Mr. Amon bit his lip and stared at Salka, even if Nogil was pulling him aside, it was useless.

"If you are injured, tell us, we in the Amon District can do everything possible to help you heal!" Mr. Amon shook off Nogil's hand, and confronted Zalika, "But I heard that you are just doing it for a Sentry, abandon all humans!"

Zalka said in a calm voice, "I haven't abandoned anyone, I'm just tired and want to retire. Moreover, he is not an ordinary sentinel, he is my spouse."

Mr. Amon narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly at this moment. He took a step forward, leaned close to Zalka's ear, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "I was the one who rescued you from the battlefield. You promised me, you owe me!"

Shi Luo, who had been silent all this time, couldn't bear it anymore, broke away from his friend's hand, took a step forward, and inserted himself between the two of them.

Shi Luo lowered his head slightly and looked at Mr. Amon, who was half a head shorter than himself: "What does he owe you? I'll pay it back!"

The corners of Mr. Amon's mouth hooked slightly, he stepped back half a step, and raised a beautiful eyebrow: "You still? Do you have that ability?"

A golden streamer ax appeared in Shi Luo's hand.

It was a real sharp weapon forged with pure spiritual power.

Shi Luo raised his hand slightly, and the huge ax flew towards the sky, with a loud bang, the reinforced concrete dome was split open by the huge axe, and the sunlight poured in all at once.

"God!" All the sentinels present exclaimed.

"Attack power! Definitely three hundred!"

"No! There must be three hundred and five!"

"I bet four hundred!"

"Impossible, that's the record of Interstellar Marshal Nogil!"

"Why didn't Marshal Nogier say a word? Is he also dissatisfied with Salka?"

"Saleka has the freedom to choose whether to participate in the war!" Shi Luo's voice was calm, although it was not loud, but it used spiritual strength, echoing in the ears of everyone present.

The discussion below disappeared immediately, and everyone fell silent.

Shi Luo's chest rose and fell slightly, staring at the Governor of Amon District, the candidate for the Federation President.

Mr. Amon obviously came prepared this time. Although it is not clear what his purpose is, everything he is doing now is obviously very detrimental to Zalka.

Although I don't know much about politics, I will never allow Zalka's reputation to be damaged in front of so many people.

The veins on Shi Luo's forehead twitched slightly, and his slightly dark face turned red at the moment: "We have already bought the boat ticket, and we originally planned to go to the front line as soon as the graduation ceremony is over! He has indeed been with me these few years, But I will prove on the battlefield that his choice is correct!"

Mr. Amon was taken aback for a moment, he obviously didn't know the decision of Salka to go to the front line.

"Besides, Zalka has been on the battlefield so many times and healed countless people. Compared with others, he has done enough and is good enough! He only committed two or three years of rest, and he committed a heinous crime. Being criticized by others, those present like me, like you, like them, who are less than one-tenth of what he did, shouldn't all be crucified and burned to death, so that everyone's sins can be washed away? "

Shi Luo spoke resoundingly, his chest heaved continuously, and even some excited sentries attacked him, but were blocked by his powerful defense force.

After he finished speaking, he stared at Mr. Amon fiercely, with an expression that almost wanted to swallow the governor alive.

Mr. Amon's pale face turned red and turned pale. After a while, he bowed slightly and apologized: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. Salka, you spent three years cultivating such a powerful sentinel. These three years... are worth it!"

Yeah, this Sentinel named Shi Luo looks young and has great potential.

Even Interstellar Marshal Nogil, in his 20s, couldn't condense into a physical weapon with his mental power, let alone use a physical weapon to break through the dome that can withstand four hundred attacks.

"I'm sorry, I apologize to you!" Mr. Amon bowed to Salka again, "Please forgive my recklessness, I thought that the teacher I respected in the past has fallen."

The corners of Zalka's mouth curled up indifferently, and his voice was calm and unwavering: "Amon, I know what you mean, but I really hate the aggressive method, so don't use it in the future."

Mr. Amon lowered his head slightly, and Nogil's face was red and white, very ugly.

Salka turned around, and after walking two steps, he suddenly turned back, walked up to Shi Luo, and stretched out his hand to hold the sentinel: "Ah Luo, the spaceship will arrive soon, let's go!"

Shi Luo hummed, and followed Sareka very docilely.

Zalka's palms were warm and dry, and even when facing criticism from everyone, they were extremely calm and without the slightest turmoil.

Shi Luo whispered, "I seemed a little impulsive just now, I really don't understand how you were able to be so calm just now."

Salka smiled, and kissed Shi Luo's face without hesitation under the gaze of everyone: "Because, I am an indifferent mentor who has lived for more than 1000 years, and you are an impulsive sentinel."