[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

Late at night, when A Nuo pushed open the wooden door of the tree house, he saw a slender and straight figure standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, silent.

His eyes glanced over the carefully prepared melons, fruits and sap on the table, and he was very puzzled by Sera's ignorance—shepherds have always been a peace-loving race, but in the eyes of new humans, this is cowardice and cowardice. The performance of not thinking about making progress, even if the occupied homeland is destroyed, it is only their own fault.Because Sierra has not taken any overly tough measures to start a war, most of the shepherds' deepest feelings about this are only uneasiness and curiosity, and their sense of resistance is surprisingly low.Sierra heard her subordinates ridicule the Sarn star people's words like "completely single-celled organisms" more than once. Although she couldn't help but agree in her heart, her vigilance was deeply rooted: she would not live in a strange planet, strange land and strange house. , to accept the hospitality of a strange race, she will not eat anything here, including food and water.

So when the little prince of Sarn uttered this question, Sera didn't show any expression, and didn't even turn his head. He just replied coldly, "It doesn't suit your taste."

A Nuo really believed this sentence, he blinked, and said curiously, "This is our favorite food, if you don't eat this... then what if you are hungry?"

"I will solve my problem." Sera said coldly, and paused, "Compared with food, I think I need more important things now."

Although A Nuo is simple, he is stupid. He understood Sera's hint, and couldn't help curling his lips, "You need to drink the dew from Nuai Mara before you can meet her in person... and the freshest dew is in the Here we only have it at the first moment of dawn."

"Are you stalling for time?" Sera turned his head suddenly, his gaze was so sharp that Arnold took two steps back subconsciously, his spine felt chills, "D-of course not... all of us need to cleanse and take a bath when we meet Nuai Mara Drinking the dew, connecting with the spirit of the sacred tree, talking to the mother—this has been the case for thousands of years, how can you think this is delaying time?"

Sera remained expressionless, "Talking from experience."

This is not the first time that the empire immigrated to a planet, nor is it the first time that the Black Scorpion fleet conquered a new star for space immigration, and the process and result of each time are very similar: investigation, temptation, arrival, threat, and then war.Weak races are vulnerable and don't even have the chance to beg for mercy, while those who are a little less weak will fight hard to win a blow of resistance, and then they will usher in more cruel and brutal suppression by the empire, and finally end up completely wiped out.Some smart races will try to negotiate or offer enough benefits, but their final outcome will not be much better than the above, and this is one of the iron-blooded creeds that the empire believes in: the law of the dark forest of the universe.

This law comes from a masterpiece of a famous writer in the early days: "The universe is a dark forest, and every civilization is a hunter with a gun, sneaking in the forest like a ghost, gently pushing aside the branches blocking the way, trying to Don't let your footsteps make a sound, even your breathing must be careful: he must be careful, because there are hunters like him sneaking everywhere in the forest, if he finds other life, there is only one thing he can do: shoot and destroy In this forest, other people are hell, an eternal threat, and any life that exposes its existence will be quickly wiped out."

For the new humans with extremely limited resources and urgent territorial expansion, the harsh planetary environment, increasing population burden, increasing internal conflicts, and protracted wars with the Alliance make colonization an inevitable choice for survival. For this reason, they usually use His own moral code is reduced to the lowest limit.The Black Scorpion Fleet led by Sierra has trampled on the land of many civilized planets and slaughtered many alien races that they thought were worthless. In the end, after their resistance was ineffective, there were only two results: Begging for mercy and becoming human slaves who trafficked in the interstellar world , or fight bravely to the death until the genocide.

In her eyes, the Sarn Stars undoubtedly belonged to the spineless kind.Their most cowardly point is not that they cannot make weapons, but that they are too peaceful, even to the point of stupidity.But this race that she despises at all has the most precious thing to her at present. She endures the desire to crush and kill that flows in her blood all the time. She never sympathizes with the weak. With surrender.

So, Sera just replied indifferently to the surprised and angry question of the little prince of Saen Star.

"If tomorrow morning, your so-called Nuai Mara can't let me see the most valuable thing in this transaction... Your thousands of years, to me, are just the time of a beam of ion cannon."

She stared at A Nuo, and there was a faint flash of sharp iron-blooded knife in her eyes, which was the will of the empire, the belief of the strongest soldier.

"Also, I don't like people trespassing on my turf, and you don't want to know where the last person who did it is now."

She looked at him, her voice was calm and indifferent, "Now, get out, Sarn."

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A Nuo left the tree house with a shocked and angry expression on his face. He was so angry that his chest heaved and heaved, and he endured for a long time before he slowly calmed down the rambling depression. He gritted his teeth and walked into the prophet's room. Opening your mouth is complaining and questioning with anger.

"How dare she talk to me like that! She told me to go?! Don't she forget that she lives in my place! My home! How dare she question Nuemara's holy power and even threaten me?! She doesn't Accept our kindness! She didn't eat a single bit of what was sent!"

The Prophet was extremely calm about the childish rage, and he just asked, "Did she kick you out?"

A Nuo paused, his expression suddenly calmed down, and he glanced at the prophet with some anxiety, hesitating for a few seconds, "...uh...she said she didn't like other people intruding into her territory, she said that the last person who did this People end badly, so I..."

The Prophet shook his head, "It seems that she also knows our purpose, that's why she speaks so ruthlessly."

A Nuo held back for a while, and finally chose to ask the doubts in his heart, "Why are you so afraid, Grandpa... Their weapons look very powerful, but if we also choose to resist, we may still have the strength to fight. After all, we Don't know each other, and they're on our turf—"

Sarn people understand the terrain and climate. Although their weapons are backward and primitive, they have an innate skill that new humans are completely unknown: communicating with beasts.

If there is a real fight, once Serra's army fails to wipe out everyone on Sarn in an instant, when they unite with other biological races to rise up to resist... plus the home field advantage, the outcome of the war is unpredictable.

Anuo is not stupid, he knows that the other party is here to occupy his homeland, and he does not treat him and his kind as intelligent creatures at all. She looks at him more like cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.But what he didn't understand was the attitude of the Prophet—as the shepherd's absolute spiritual leader, his words represented Nuemara's will to a certain extent, and Sarn never resisted his mother's decision.

The Prophet answered him thus—

"Some people are born to kill, and her soul is also stained with darkness and fishy smell, and she can't get rid of it forever-this kind of person, the moment she steps into the land of Nuemara, the sacred tree will also be for this kind of person. Trembling with creeping shadows and guilt..."

"Sooner or later, we will meet the destiny of this moment, Arnold. Nuemara is aging, the planet is dying, and the survival of our species is also being tested - invaders like her, sooner or later One day will come, I'm just glad that they came and it's not our weakest moment, at least now we still have the treasure they scruples—"

"you."

The little prince was taken aback, "What? Me?"

"You are the only shepherd in this generation who has the talent to speak to Nuemara," the prophet said lightly, "I am too old, Arnold... I won't live long. After my death, the blood of the prophet will be inherited alone." On you, and you are the key to open the sacred tree, the general will definitely take this into consideration, so I sent you there."

As Arnold, court Serra Aldrich.

Although in the eyes of the little prince, this trip is useless except to suffer more humiliation, but in the eyes of the prophet, this is not the worst result—a person like her, covered in darkness and darkness that is almost overflowing. Bloody, it was the greatest luck not to have their throats cut the first second a stranger entered her territory.She would not simply think that a male entering the treehouse late at night was just out of enthusiasm for hospitality, she understood the implication, and she did not accept it explicitly, but she did not directly reject it either—the performance of her real rejection refers to the previous one. What happened to the poor man who tried to enter her domain.

Marriage for peace has always been a choice that many disadvantaged groups have to make.Although Arnold thought he was full of reluctance, he went anyway in the end.After being kicked out of the tree house, he was more just angry with frustrated self-esteem, and he couldn't tell what kind of feeling he was feeling in his heart at the moment: he knew that the other party was a big bad person, but he vaguely felt that she was different, and here All shepherds are different, different from his admirers.She doesn't look soft at all, but as hard as a tree root buried in the deepest mud, with the power to break through the soil, the bone-piercing coldness and hardness are surprising.

There was something extremely rare about her that he had never seen before, and he was very curious about it.

If his future partner is someone as strong and fearless as her...Thinking about it, maybe this is not such an unacceptable thing...At least by her side, he and his close people will be the safest , she will protect them, Arnold thought so.

The author has something to say: [Trough] After a lot of entanglement in sadomasochism, the protagonist falls in love with the exterminating enemy and finally stays together... This is the most incomprehensible plot for me.This is no longer sadomasochism, this is NC. 【In memory of the devastated young me】

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