The incomparably clear images, the undistorted images no matter how they are enlarged, and the irrationality that can be seen directly inside through the material shell, all prove that this piece of things that can shake the supreme rule of the Silver Alliance is not from humans.

The Walkens may indeed possess such technology, after all, judging by the location of their filming and the traditionally mysterious technology, they have every reason to spy on the human space station as a transit point for diplomacy and trade.

And when humans make incomprehensible moves, these creatures, who should theoretically possess supernormal intelligence, may have insight into human intentions, or perhaps in order to protect the safety of their own galaxy, almost at the same time, they issued merciless eviction orders to the various ships belonging to the Silver Alliance in the Bald system.

If it had been the first time that they had given this recorded evidence to the Kande, who had always longed for peace, then on the day Speaker Seaside Stareye was killed, the Speaker himself was undoubtedly well aware of the human script of the Balder crisis. But how could Wen Zhong and his ilk know that the Kander had this evidence? Did they send the Shadowless Man to murder the Speaker just to make room for Shen Yuehe? And how did they know that the Khander Supreme Council no longer sent a replacement for the Joint Council?

Could it be that in this team that has created all kinds of conspiracies, there are also masters who are good at planning layouts and deducing the future? Is it Wen Zhong, or Shen Yuehe? And the descendants of these two feather god believers, just like their famous sentences that have been passed down through the ages, can they strategize and win a decisive victory thousands of miles away?

After the Battle of the Bald System, will the Kanders really stay out of the world? You must know that the powerful and warlike fleet of Mancaletu is not the decoration of Vestal Planet, their warships have the most advanced shield technology, and their railguns can easily shred apart the Fuxi-class ships of the Silver Alliance. The Kanders have learned the lesson of the Shadowless Betrayal, and have equipped all their warships with a large number of women who are resilient and unyielding, so that the fleet's once only racial personality weakness has been wiped out.

This is already the case with a Khand's main fleet, and what will their warlike, cunning, magical, and naturally courageous allies do in the Bountiful Galaxy?

If the Kanders raise their arms at that time, will the ten seemingly huge fleets of the Silver Alliance be able to withstand the attacks of the Vulcans and the Rich Star Alliance?

That would be the end of humanity!

"Jonny, you were there at the time, why don't you tell everyone about the prophecy of Kander's traveling team." In the picture, Quinken hands the microphone off-camera, and to Robert's shock, his son appears in the frame.

"What?" When the muscly and handsome young man walked into the frame, Robert couldn't help but let out a low breath.

He did seem to see Jonny's figure just now, but because of the position and perspective of the photographer, he now knows that his son is really on the scene, and he has been standing on the high platform!

“…… The Fairy Man conveyed this prophecy to us...... "Jonny's words immediately caught Robert's attention.

He had absolutely no idea why Jonny was brought to the podium, but a prophecy relayed to humanity by the Kanders? Ascension Prophecy? And Jonny is the party?

What kind of prophecy is that?!

"That's what the prophecy says......," Jonny continued, but his voice suddenly became inaudible, and Robert thought there was a problem with the sound source, and hurriedly tried to adjust the volume of his watch, but then he noticed that the picture in front of him was shaky, and someone in the crowd shouted: "I can't hear you, there's a problem with the loudspeaker!" ”

"What's going on?"

"Hurry up and check!" Several organizer voices are nearby.

"Who is interfering with our equipment?" Someone was shouting on the high platform, and Robert noticed that Jonny had stopped speaking at this point, his eyes fixed on one direction, and then turned his head to say something to another young man with blond hair next to him.

"It's the police! How did they rush over. Someone shouted at the front of the screen.

"What do they want to do? Catch us all? A woman next to her asked.

"What are you afraid of! We have a legal assembly and have filed it with the Ethnic Affairs Committee, so what can they do to us?

"Haha, aren't these dog minions slow to react, they want to stifle the evidence just now, but they should have read it all, and they want to keep the citizens in the dark? Who do they think they are? Damn cybershit? Don't they know what happened to the Cybers? ”

"Oh no, they actually did it!" The camera panned, roaring and crying came from ahead, and Robert heard a burst of exclamations from the crowd.

"If you beat someone, they will beat them without making a sound!" There was a panicked path of people who were squeezing back from the front.

"Call back!" Someone in the back row yelled.

"Fight them!" It was a woman's voice.

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, don't get into a conflict with them, don't give them any chance to install the title of mob!" Robert discerned Quinken's shouts in the cacophony of voices.

Robert was a little anxious, he didn't know what was happening at the scene, and the camera shook and the photographer could see that he was splitting the crowd and moving in the opposite direction of the people retreating.

"Fans, let's go see the faces of these dog minions." This self-media photographer bravely marched forward.

Screams of fear and groans of pain crumble as the crowd in front of the camera collapses, dozens of heavily armed police officers wielding batons and frantically waving them at the crowd, and behind them, a dozen more police officers are handcuffing the beaten demonstrators to the ground.

"How dare you hit someone?" The photographer, who had rushed to the front, shouted questions to the police, but no one answered him.

"Is this still a normal silver alliance? This is still a citizen's ......" The photographer was full of anger, but at this time, a leather stick suddenly appeared in front of the camera, and then the blood flashed, the lens shattered, and the photographer screamed and fell to the sky.

The picture is skewed, one side is attached to the ground, and a pair of black riot boots can be seen stepping in front of the camera, one of which seems to have inadvertently stepped on the photographer's arm, causing him to wail loudly, and his crying out of pain immediately attracted the attention of the policeman, only to see a black stick shadow falling from the sky, hitting the crookedly worn, cracked data glasses, making the image disappear in an instant.

Robert's mouth opened wide in horror as they could have dealt such a heavy hand to a fallen demonstrator!

Johnny...... Johnny! What happened to him?