Chapter 1167: Jumping Out of the Universe

Alain briefly recounted his conversation with the Ofascists, and after listening to it, the officials, including Guffin, were all moved. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 The voice of the director of the info agency became heavy: "So that's the case, then it's no wonder that the emperor of Idahuaxing is so nervous. But Mr. President, even if that Alan is really some kind of Twilight Child, I really don't know how he alone can end all life in the universe. This point, even if the three supremes of Adahuaxing and Agareth join forces, they can't do it, right? ā€

I thought so too, but the aufascists stuck to their ideas and did not give a concrete answer. I think Adahuaxing should have reservations in this regard. ā€

"So the question now is, what are we going to do?" Sylva said in a calm voice, "Do you want to give away our federal citizens according to the emperor's wishes?" ā€

"What do you mean?"

"It is our duty that every legal citizen will be protected by the federal government, and this is the promise that the federation made to people at the beginning of its existence. Even if the Children of Twilight are true, could it be that the words of Ofascist alone would have to hand over citizens who should have been protected to them? With all due respect, Mr. President. If this is done, the prestige of the Federation will be greatly diminished. ā€

"The Admiral's words are not unreasonable." Guffen also said: "Our relationship with the aristocracy is not as good as it used to be, and Mr. Allen is the central figure of Bethcord. If we hand him over to the Ofascists, I am afraid it will arouse the unanimous opposition of all the nobles on Babylon. ā€

"I don't know your concerns, the other way around. For the sake of the prestige of the Federation, and the feelings of the noble lords, we can offend Adahuaxing and our allies? Don't forget, we still rely on Adahua for a lot of interstellar technology, and if we provoke the Ofascists, we will be hit much harder than the two above. Alain tapped his fingers on the table and emphasized, "Ladies and gentlemen, what I want to discuss here is not the best of both worlds. It's about weighing the pros and cons and then making the most correct choice. ā€

"Judging from the current situation, I think the most accurate choice is to follow the requirements of the Ofascists. Bethcord is recalled from the Heavenly Star. Alan paused and said, "But General Silfa also said just now that if we hand over Allen in a grand manner, I am afraid that it will cause a violent shock." Given our current situation, I think this has to be done in secret. That is, on the premise of not attracting the attention of other eyes, call Eren back. ā€

Fendi, who had been closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, opened his eyes at this time, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and asked, "What if this Mr. Allen is unwilling to obey orders?" ā€

"In that case, I think even the use of force is necessary. They may be forcibly detained without harming their lives. ā€

Fendi licked her lips and was about to say something. Unexpectedly, Silfa, who was on the other side of him, suddenly closed the book, stood up and said, "Let me go to the Heavenly Star, Mr. President." I'll take care of bringing Mr. Allen back. ā€

He looked at Fendi, "If you let someone go, I'm afraid things will go wrong." Even if Alan brings it back, Beskod is afraid that he will get the news. ā€

Fendi laughed, spread out her hand and made a "whatever you want" expression, and closed her eyes again.

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(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) nodded: "That's it, General Sylfa, please go down and prepare immediately, and be sure to leave today." ā€

"Yes." Syllpha gave a military salute and left his seat.

"Then this meeting will end here." Alain waved his hand and told everyone to leave. As Fendi got up, he stopped the butcher. After Gaffen also left the hall, Alan said, "When Sylva returns from the Heavenly Star, I will ask him to hand over Eren to your Iron Fist Legion." Before handing it over to Ofascist, General Fendi, you should know which place is the best place to hold the Children of Twilight for now. ā€

Fendi smiled, "You're there, Mr. President." I can't think of a better place to go than the Iron Prison. ā€

"Good, I know that the Iron Prison also has a biochemical team that specializes in all kinds of research. It is my sincere hope that these lovely people will be able to figure out to me where the power of the Children of Dusk comes from before the Ofascists arrive on Earth. If necessary, I can authorize you to collect Alan's body data, including some experiments that are not very suitable. Only one point, he can't die! ā€

Fendi let out an "oh" and narrowed her eyes, "Mr. President, this is an interesting thing. ā€

"Of course, you'll do it for me, right?"

"You can leave it to me." Fendi patted her chest.

Alain laughed, and only put away his smile after Fendi had also left the hall. Then he took out the notebook he had brought with him, turned one of the pages, and simply wrote down what happened today. At the end of the diary, there is a short sentence.

If I get the power of the end, let alone this chessboard, even if it is this universe, I can jump out, right?

Alain thought for a moment, crossed out the sentence again, and then closed the notebook again.

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A hundred-year-old tree let out a wail and slowly fell under the piercing screams of sharp axes and saws. The Cato people in charge of logging let out a roar, accompanied by the rumble of the giant tree falling to the ground, which resounded through the forest. Soon a team of Blade Demons arrived, and they worked together to drag away the ancient trees. The tree slid over the gray ground, leaving plough marks on the ash-covered ground, which it would carry to the incinerator in the rear, where it would be thrown into the boiling fire, thus providing the aliens with fuel for war.

A bird flew over the bare mountain terrain and chirped mournfully to mourn the dead forest. It used to be verdant, but now that vast swaths of the forest have been cut down, they are used as an inexhaustible source of fuel by the aliens. Countless animals have lost their homes, either fleeing the forests or becoming food for the aliens.

Wolf smoke is rising from this gray earth, and they obscure the sky. Even at this moment of the day, the sky was cloudy, and the atmosphere of panic was spreading everywhere with the flowing air, drifting to the territory of the humans on the other side.

Standing on the unicorn castle, Alan put down his monoculars. Here, even without the help of tools, he can see the gray mountainous landscape. It was a forest at the foot of the Emerald Mountains, and they were a green carpet that covered the earth. And now, this carpet has been rudely torn off a large piece by the aliens. Countless trees were cut down, the grass was burned to the ground, and the mountains were now dead in their gray color.

In that gray mountainous terrain, an army of aliens

Makeshift camps were set up, and they plundered everything around them, except for trees and animals, as well as crop fields on the edge of the forest. In the rear of the mountains, the aliens erected several huge incinerators, the flames of which burned day and night, and the aliens used them to build equipment, and even use local materials to make ordnance for attacking cities and plundering lands.

They had appeared two days earlier, the evening of the second day after Allen's arrival in Unicorn Territory. That evening, the sky was covered with gray lead clouds, and the light of the setting sun struggled to penetrate through the clouds, solemnly like a bright red blood. On that oppressive evening, the first tree was cut down, signaling the appearance of an alien race to humans.

The Scouts of the Bucks then kept updating the information.

According to the military information reported back by the scouts, an alien force of about 1,000 people arrived at the foot of the Emerald Mountains in the evening of the same day. They set up makeshift camps and began cutting down trees, and two hours later another army arrived from the northwest and joined the wood-burning operation. In the following two days and nights, foreign armies continued to arrive, and Lin Lin continued to disappear until he was in this situation.

"What the hell are they going to do?" The owner of the unicorn realm said with a look of anguish that Ante hated alien logging and deforestation. From the time he was sensible, he was accustomed to the beautiful greenery of the Emerald Mountains in the distance, and the beauty of Lake Porttili near the castle. And now, the green of the Emerald Mountains is disappearing, and they are replaced by the gray that represents death, and the wolf smoke that rises from there merges into the clouds of the sky, making the great lake lose its former beauty.

"It is clear that they intend to open up camps to accommodate enough troops. You can see that their logging operations began to extend into the forest on the west side, which was to create more convenient conditions for the passage of the successor army. Trees that are cut down will be burned to make equipment or ordnance. These damn guys, they're using our resources to wage war. Alan clenched his fist and slammed the balcony railing, hatefully.

There was a guard in the back: "Two lords, General Salon is invited, he is waiting for you in the conference hall." ā€

"Let's go." Alan patted Onte on the shoulder: "Go and see what General Salon's countermeasures are." ā€

The evening of Allen's arrival in Unicorn Territory coincided with the arrival of an army of the Bucks Army on the same day. Salon was the general of that army and the commander of the ensuing war. Although he had been humble before this, he intended to put Allen in charge of the war. But Alan knew very well that he had not yet commanded a battle of this scale, not to mention that the protagonist of this war was the Bucks Army, and he was not good at taking the lead, so he still asked Salonn to be the commander.

Salonn is a veteran, he is no longer old, and the source power is not even as strong as Keller. But the years gave him experience that no one else had, so he was the commander, and even Keller had no opinion.

Alan and the others met the veteran of the Bucks Army in the castle's conference hall, Salong was tall, with silver hair and a silver beard. There was always a bit of indifference on his weather-beaten face, even if he saw the scene of the army pressing the border, it did not make the old general show surprise. Beneath his thick eyebrows were inky eyes, which were eternally shining with light, as if they could burst into flames at any moment.

Although the general is old, his blood is as hot as ever.

(End of chapter)

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