68. Chapter 68
Three days ago, the mecha competition ended, and the members of the Red Dragon team, who became the champion team, did not walk out of the passage to the end of the competition venue despite the great expectations. Everyone was waiting for that moment, and the host had even walked to the exit of the tunnel to greet him, but the champion that the audience was expecting did not appear for a long time.
The staff checked the passage and there was no one inside. Pan Yi, who noticed that something was wrong, personally led people to search the entire competition venue in a carpet manner. But the final result was that except for Ludwig, Shen Ling, and Heather, everyone else was there.
Pan Yi, who was concerned about his good grandson, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and after watching the surveillance video at the time, he found that something was wrong with Heather and remembered Heather's life experience. Pan Yi immediately ordered the entire planet to be blocked, not allowing any spacecraft to enter or leave, and asked the terminal to report all the information about the entry and exit of all spacecraft that day.
It's just that in the evening, there is still no news of Ludwig them.
The next day, the assistant who came with Pan Yi found that Pan Yi had also lost contact.
The incident was immediately reported to Kamilia, and King Charles sent Xiu to the artificial planet 27 to investigate, judging from the surveillance video of Pan Yi staying at the hotel, it was very likely that he received a message about Ludwig from someone, and he drove the spaceship away eagerly without telling anyone.
After the main star of Kamilia, the Military Commission Building became a mess because of this incident.
Fu Chenhui, who had returned from a distant planet, got off the high-level hovercar, went up to the top floor of the building, and pushed open the door of the highest conference room of the military headquarters despite the obstruction of the soldiers at the door.
King Charles, who was having an emergency interim meeting with the Minister of War, was about to be angry with this uninvited guest, and when he saw that it was Fu Chenhui who pushed the door in, he immediately restrained his anger and greeted him in horror.
"Mother, you-"
"You still want to hide it from me when something so big happened?" Fu Chenhui, who was furious, grabbed his son's collar, if he hadn't seen many ministers here, he really wanted to scold his son angrily.
He let go of Charles' collar, looked around the conference room, and asked in a low voice, "Where are he and Ludwig now?" β
The ministers were silent, and no one was willing to bear Fu Chenhui's anger at this moment.
Charles, who was helpless, had no choice but to reply: "The military has investigated that my father is in the area of the Sea of Death of the Stars, and Xiu has led the battleship to look for it, as for Ludwig...... Charles sighed, "He and Shen Ling are currently missing." β
"Three days, three days have passed, and your investigation has no clue?" Fu Chenhui forcibly resisted the urge to angrily scold the group of imperial wastes in front of him. The life of the empire for nearly three hundred years has been too easy, but it has caused these people to develop a lot of bad habits. Charles was quite successful in politics as emperor, but it was a mess in the military, and after some of his old subordinates who followed him and Pan Yi retired and died one after another, the military department became a base camp for a group of waste.
If it weren't for Pan Yi's insistence on not wanting him to interfere with his son's rule, and Pan Yi had already left behind and secretly cultivated an elite army, he would have wanted to give the military department a big change.
Fu Chenhui narrowed his eyes, it seemed that when this incident came to an end, it was necessary for him to implement some iron-fisted measures.
The old general Manfred, who was sitting on the king's right hand, slowly bowed and saluted Fu Chenhui: "Perhaps Your Highness can summon the paladin fleet under your command." β
When the other ministers heard that Old Admiral Manfred had mentioned the paladin fleet, they were secretly surprised in their hearts.
The paladin fleet is an undefeated fleet that has been deified with Arthur the Great, and it is rumored that this fleet only obeys the orders of Arthur the Great and his empress Fu Chenhui. Could it be that this legendary fleet still exists to this day? The members of the fleet are still the heroes of the past, or have the new ones been replaced by the old ones?
Fu Chenhui stared at Manfred and smiled coldly, and strode out of the conference room.
Sitting on the hovercar again, Fu Chenhui took out his wisdom brain, and not long after entering the secret command, the communication was connected.
Three wrinkled old faces appeared on the virtual screen one after another, seeing that these friends who fought side by side back then had reached the age of the last years of the wind and candle, Fu Chenhui couldn't help but worry about whether this battle would become the last elegy for their paladin fleet.
"Little princess, I knew you were going to contact us." Kaihaha, who has a bold and uninhibited personality, said with a smile. "Is Pan Yi, that old guy okay?"
"At such an age, it's not a little princess but an old princess." Always like to joke, Gareth said mercilessly. "Kai, you are still as ill-informed as ever, Pan Yi's old guy disappeared with his grandson."
Kai shook his head and said, "The old guy is still playing missing, he is really old, and his personality is becoming more and more like a child." β
"It's finally time for us to meet again." The handsome and noble son of the past, the pretty old man of today, the old principal of Saint-Cyr College, Gao Wen, sighed, "I have waited too long for this moment. β
Seeing his former friends, Fu Chenhui's heart swelled with warmth, and the pride of following Pan Yi to fight in the Quartet was completely awakened at this moment.
"Guys, it's time to show the younger generation the undefeated prowess of our paladin fleet." Fu Chenhui smiled and said, "If your old bones can still move." β
"Are you despising us? You don't want to look at who has been helping you train the elite warriors of the paladin clan all these years. Kai snorted unconvinced.
"It's not easy to take care of children nowadays." Gareth complained, "How can you teach such a good fighter without a top instructor like me?" β
Gao Wen blew his beard and glared at him: "And those soul beast masters, all of them are arrogant and arrogant, if it weren't for me, would they be obedient?" I'm going to take care of a school, and I'm going to be in charge of the soul beast master you left for me, do you think this is something that ordinary people can do? β
"Okay, let me check your results." Fu Chenhui laughed, and after a moment, he put away his smile and said solemnly, "The enemy can't wait to start an operation, and of course we can't let them down." βββ
Located in the northernmost part of the Empire, the Sea of Death is an uninhabited galaxy of countless ruins and fragments, home to countless ghost, death, and zombie stars, none of which are suitable for human habitation.
It's a galaxy that few people have set foot in, but about thirty hours ago, a thrilling battle took place on one of the death stars in this galaxy.
Three battle motherships, led more than a thousand top-of-the-line fighters and a crimson dragon, fought for more than thirty hours. Artillery fire and pillars of fire spat out by dragons set the lifeless, crater-ridden planet on fire. Countless warplanes crashed in the flames, and the soldiers cried and howled in the raging flames.
The dragon was so powerful that Mass, the mothership's supreme general and one of the leaders of the Invisible Ones, ordered thirty-two Invisible Men to approach the dragon and devour his soul.
Unexpectedly, the dragon's spiritual power was even more powerful than the thirty-two invisible people combined, and not only was it not devoured, but it used fire to vaporize the souls of these invisible people into smoke.
At this time, Mass realized that the rumors about the Founding Emperor that he once disdained very much did not have any exaggerated ingredients, and it can even be said that this Emperor with the blood of a true dragon is even more terrifying than the legend.
Mass also understood why the old fox of Langton insisted on killing the former emperor who had retired for many years before the great war, and his existence was definitely the greatest threat to their invisible people!
After a suicidal battle, the scarred dragon finally collapsed.
The losses on the Mass side were also very heavy, and in order to kill the old emperor, the army he brought with him was almost completely destroyed.
Fortunately, the famous old emperor was finally defeated, and after wiping the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, Mass took out a sharp steel dagger and handed it to Heather, who had been sitting beside him watching the battle.
"Your Highness Heather, according to what was said, the last one will be up to you personally."
Heather took the dagger in silence, he knew that it was a dagger that had been quenched with poison.
Arthur is dying, and his national hatred and family hatred can be avenged today, but at this time, his heart does not have a little joy of revenge, but is full of sadness.
He followed the soldier's guidance to a warplane, and soon flew to the crimson dragon that was gasping for breath in pain.
The dragon's body was blasted into hundreds of shocking blood holes by artillery fire, and viscous blood continued to flow from the wounds.
Heather walked around the wreckage of the fighter plane and walked in front of the dragon's head.
The dragon's emerald eyes, which were losing their life, were like a mirror, reflecting his small, lonely figure.
Heather knew, and Arthur recognized him.
His legs trembled unconsciously, although this giant dragon was no longer able to attack anyone, until this moment, the powerful and inviolable aura on his body had not diminished in the slightest.
Because of his background, Charles has always tried not to let him appear in front of Arthur and Fu Chenhui, so the number of times he has seen this person is very limited, and every time he watches him from a long distance, he hates him, but he has also been afraid of him since he was a child.
In order to embolden himself, Heather uttered the words that had been deeply imprinted on him by his mother.
"You ruined my family, you killed countless of my people. You killed my grandfather and grandmother, my father, and you killed my mother......" Heather's tears could no longer be suppressed when she remembered that her mother still refused to hold his wrist before she died, forcing him to swear that she would avenge their family in the future.
For as long as he could remember, his beautiful mother, who never smiled, had been telling him how hateful the person in front of him was.
Originally, his mother was supposed to be the noble princess of the Tanlilian Dynasty, but because of the person in front of him, the Tanlilian Dynasty collapsed. And his people, his relatives, were also killed by the order of the person in front of him at that time.
His maternal grandmother fled with the remnants of the dynasty, and her grandmother planted the seed of revenge deep in his mother's heart, and his mother, in turn, planted this seed in his heart.
In order to take revenge, his mother did not hesitate to seduce King Charles, who already had a family, but not long after King Charles fell deeply in love with his mother, his mother's identity was revealed, and the person in front of him immediately sent a killer to kill his mother.
Tucked into the closet, the five-year-old saw his mother fall to the ground, red blood running down the floor. His mother's eyes were full of hatred, but she kept looking at him hidden in the closet.
These memories have been his most terrible nightmare for so many years, and it is because of these nightmares that when the remnants of the dynasty find him, he will not hesitate to agree to do things for them.
Today he could finally take revenge, the poisoned dagger was in his hand, and as long as he plunged the knife into the throat of the dragon in front of him, he would never be able to stand up again.
But at that moment, he was scared and hesitated.
He was the descendant of a lion, but he was raised by a dragon.
Charles saw him as his own, Empress Gohra never felt sorry for him, and Ludwig truly saw him as a brother.
He, on the other hand, betrayed them, put Ludwig and Shen Ling in trouble, and now wants to kill their closest people.
What a despicable villain he was to be able to do these things.
He trembled and raised the dagger in his right hand, and the dragon in front of him closed his eyes in despair.
The fierce wind lifted the sand and gravel on the ground, and blew Heather's black coat into a hunting agitation. After a long hesitation, Heather finally put down the dagger.
Arthur is already dead, so what's the point of his sword?
He looked down at his face, which was distorted and ugly by hatred, reflected on the silver-white face of the knife, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, this knife should kill himself rather than kill Arthur.
Anyway, the first half of his life was miserable because of hatred, and after taking revenge, the second half of his life will continue to suffer because of guilt and self-blame. What is the meaning of such a life? Death is the best escape.
He pointed his dagger at the location of his heart, and at this moment, a bright meteor flew towards the battleship in the distance and caught his attention. He subconsciously thought that it must be a warship sent by the New Galactic Empire, so he immediately threw down the dagger, quickly ran to his fighter plane, jumped on it, and sailed away from the planet.
In just three hours, the paladin battleship annihilated all the remnants led by Mass, and only Mass himself, who turned into a soul form, escaped the catastrophe.
Fu Chenhui stepped off the fighter plane and came to the dragon that only had his last breath left.
He sat down beside the dragon's head, and gently stroked the dragon's leather-rough face with his calloused hands.
"I didn't expect you to have today." Fu Chenhui said this with a smile, but when the last word fell, his eyes were full of tears. "I thought you wouldn't lose in your life."
"I didn't lose!" The dying dragon let out a feeble roar as if it had been stepped on its tail. "You...... Don't you see, it's all my handiwork? β
Fu Chenhui turned around and glanced at the Shura field, which was littered with the wreckage of fighter planes and the burning corpses of the pilot.
"Okay, you didn't lose." Turning his head, his tone was like coaxing a five-year-old kid crying for candy, "You're the best, you'll never lose." β
"Then of course, how could Arthur the Great lose." Gao Wen was the first to walk up to Fu Chenhui's side, "He is the most powerful orc in the entire empire. β
"Except for the little princessβno, except for the old princess, I haven't seen him eat deflated in front of anyone." Kai also stepped closer.
"You said the opposite, our little princess has always been eaten to death by him. I still remember when he walked to our training camp and declared that the little princess was his wife in front of more than 100 people in the training camp. Recalling the events of that year, Gareth couldn't help but smile on his face.
Seeing his old partner, Pan Yi's already dim eyes rejuvenated.
He remembered his life, which was long and wonderful compared to other orcs.
He went from a wild boy on a remote and backward planet to the overlord of the empire, met the people he loved the most, made a group of friends worthy of his life, and finally had children and grandchildren. If you want to talk about his only regret at present, it is probably that he has not been able to see his great-grandson.
Thinking of his precious grandson, Pan Yi took his last breath and said to Chenhui: "Xi, Celia are in the letter D galaxy, go to ...... Go and save themβ"
The brilliance in the dragon's eyes gradually faded, and the slightly raised dragon head fell heavily to the ground, and his glorious life finally came to an end.
Fu Chenhui silently closed his eyelids, and the three people behind him quietly watched the giant dragon and saluted him in unison.
The planetary wind "whirring" in his ears seemed to be singing the final elegy to the overlord who had created a new empire.