The mask of nothingness was removed, and the dazzling light lit up over the carnival venue, and hundreds of crowned Galactic Federation laureates in the venue walked towards the central platform amid the cheers of thousands of people.

At this time, Gong Yaming, who was the Grand Monarch of Yabo, not only did not walk forward as arrogantly as they did, but began to retreat quietly and slowly, as if he wanted to hide in a corner of the venue.

"Lord YGW, Lord Rodvetus is inviting all the laureates to join him in the cheers of the crowd, why do you step back away instead?" Sensing Gong Yaming's strange behavior, Dor's was slightly stunned and then followed beside him, asking suspiciously.

"Miss Dole, I was invited by CC to participate in this carnival in my private capacity," Gong Yaming said with a strange smile, "At this moment, it can be said that I do not have the status of the winner of Yabi. ”

This is not wrong strictly in theory, but in reality, it is inevitable that there is some cover-up.

At this time, many laureates of the Galactic Federation had already strolled to the bottom of the high platform, and then pillars of light like spotlights were inexplicably formed in the air of a hundred meters above their heads, shining down, and the crowns above the heads of these laureates emitted an extremely bright light.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious power enveloped them, levitated into the air, and flew to the high platform

And every time a laureate steps on the high platform, a huge real-time virtual projection of him will appear in the vast starry sky of, which makes people feel worshipped.

Seeing such a strange scene, the guests looking up at the high platform in the venue couldn't help but burst into louder cheers, and even Dole applauded softly and said, "Your Excellency, this is really a glorious moment that shocks people's hearts.

I don't understand why you don't want to share this glory and hide in such a dark corner. ”

It's a pity that such a scene fell in the eyes of Gong Yaming, who had publicly made demagogic speeches in front of hundreds of millions of people at least a hundred times, but there was really no shocking feeling.

He replied with a flat expression, "Miss Dole, I often show my good eloquence in the admiration and cheers of tens of billions of people, but in fact, this kind of thing is just a performance, and if you see through it, you will no longer feel any shock."

And to share in this glory, it may be too expensive to pay

Do you feel it, the oxygen level in the air is increasing again? Speaking of which, Gong Yaming changed the subject with a strange expression.

Hearing the first half of Gong Yaming's words, Dor's heart couldn't help but sigh at the gap between the powerful nascent real power laureate and the sinking laurel who inherited the old power, and the gap that was far from being filled by family background and cultivation, and his mood unconsciously became sour.

Therefore, hearing Gong Yaming's doubts in the second half of the sentence, she replied with a gloomy and nonchalant expression: "Your Excellency, it is not surprising that in order to enhance the pleasure and physical support of the guests, it is not surprising that it is common practice to increase the oxygen content in the air at such a banquet. ”

While the two were talking, most of the Galactic Federation laureates had already ascended the high platform, and at this time, an old man wearing a black dress with a thin and serious face, surrounded by more than 10 followers, leaned on the 'levitation shoes' on the soles of his feet, slowly rose into the air, and flew to the high platform in the center of the venue uninvited.

When this group of uninvited guests was about to approach the high platform, hundreds of guards with strange aviation combat machines suddenly appeared in the void to surround them, and then a loud voice suddenly sounded: "Guests, please do not approach Lord Rodvetus and the Galactic Federation Laureates without permission."

Suspended in the air and threatened by hundreds of powerful weapons, the old man calmly took out a silver ball from his coat pocket, and after holding it close to his mouth, he made a thunderous sound, interrupting the warning of Rod's guards, and said in a deep voice: "I am Vargett J. Longwell, and as the Vice President of the United Galactic Federation, I think I should also be qualified to step on that high platform. ”…,

Vargett J. Longwell, the most brilliant young general of the Galactic Federation, after the victory of the Battle of the Blade, he unbelievably chose to retire from politics, and then started as a member of the Orange Light Star Federation of the Cuman Star Continent, and it took 47 years to finally stand in the high position of the second person in the Galactic Federation.

The sudden appearance of such a legendary figure can't help but make the entire carnival venue in an uproar.

"Your Excellency Longwell, you are my old friend and the second in line in line for the Galactic Federation, and you are qualified to step on this platform from that point of view," after a moment of silence, Rodevitus stood on the platform and said in a deep voice, "But today is a special day.

It's me, Maharaja Antarochi US Rodvetus of the Galactic Federation. Seashell. Pushoch, the day of the Carnival Gala Dinner, where hundreds of laureates of the Federation are invited.

You did not receive an invitation and insisted on repeatedly asking to attend this dinner, and I had to agree out of respect for your personal achievements and identity.

However, the status of the member states of the Galactic Federation and the Federation Star Continent and the Special Star Sector in Magna Carta is different, and the laureate is also a special existence of the Galactic Federation to a certain extent, and when we stand together, we do not want to join a vice president of the federal central government, so I can only regret to refuse you to stand on the high platform. ”

The President of the United Galactic Federation is theoretically elected by the "Charter House" composed of members elected by the Federation's star continents, special star districts, and member states, and is elected by their own weights.

Of course, in this kind of election, which is related to the distribution of rights in the entire federation, the weight ratio of the special star districts of the lower civilizations is almost negligible, for example, the weight of the members of the special star districts of the earth is less than one thousandth of them compared with the star states of the A civilization.

However, even if the weight of the special star sector of the lower civilization is negligible, after all, it still has the right to elect the president of the Galactic Federation in reality, and the right of most of the federation member states is only theoretical.

This is because there is also a general jurisprudence in the Magna Carta of the Galactic Federation that "the polity is compatible".

That is to say, if the member states of the Galactic Federation want to truly fulfill their right to send members of parliament and elect the president of the Federation, the only way to change the form of government to a democratic electoral system, or the laureate to hand over all the rights, and change the member states to the highest ruler elected by the citizens of the Continent and Special Star District;

Or the entire bureaucracy of the member states is elected by referendum, and the laureate becomes a puppet, and there is no other way to go.

Unless the family is destroyed, of course, no laureate will voluntarily give up his power, so in the Galactic Alliance's polity, the hereditary laureate and the democratically elected top bureaucrats of the federal central government are actually two rivers that will never intersect, and are completely different or even contradictory to each other.

Therefore, as the convener of the gathering of Maharaja Rhodes and the Laureates, Rodevitus refused to allow the Vice President of the Galactic Federation, Lowell, to step on the high platform and be in the company of many Laureates, which was not only not rude, but also showed his tough posture and majesty as the most powerful Laureate of the Galactic Federation.

Rodevitus's actions immediately won the respectful eyes of hundreds of laurels on the high platform, but they forgot that this practice had already deprived them of the protective color that had come to Rhodes in a private capacity. ̈

In the face of Rodevitus's extremely tough posture, a sad and struggling expression appeared on Longwell's face, and he stood silently in the air for a moment, bowing deeply and saying in a sad voice: "Venerable Lord Rodevitus, I am not here as the Vice President of the Galactic Federation, to share the honor of your laurels.

Rather, on behalf of the Federal Central Government, I would like to ask for help from your noble Excellencies! ”

Longwell's humble gesture caused an irrepressible exclamation to resound in the carnival venue. ..., at this time, Gong Yaming, who was mixed in the crowd, couldn't help but say to himself with a strange expression on his face: "With the second ruler of the Galactic Federation playing the role of tragedy, this kind of juggling is much more exciting than I expected."

Even if he is a political opponent to some extent, but in the face of Lonewell's low-profile plea, as a laureate of noble character, how can he continue to be tough in front of everyone, Rodvetus groaned and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency Lowell, as the vice president of the Galactic Federation, you don't need to salute anyone so earnestly.

If you have anything to say, please go up to the high platform first. As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the guard blocking Lonnwell quickly disappeared without a trace.

"Your Excellency Rodevitus, the noble character of you and your laureates is admirable." Longwell straightened up and flew to the high platform with his retinue, and soon his huge real-time virtual image appeared in the starry sky.

"Your Excellency Longwell, what do you want to ask me and the great laureates?" On the high platform, Rodvetus looked at Longwell with majestic eyes and asked loudly.

"Before I make my request, I would like you, the noble laureates and the distinguished guests in the room, to watch a documentary film." Longwell asked with a sad expression.

"Okay, Lord Longwill, you only need to authorize the output of virtual video data, and you can play it now." Rodvetus nodded.

Hearing that the owner promised to make an authorization using the electronic device on his wrist, the images of the laureates in the starry sky soon disappeared, and a cruel and terrible human war tragedy was displayed in front of everyone at the carnival venue

I saw a huge human city with strong defenses, countless soldiers shouted hoarsely, holding all kinds of guns high, and looked at a ship in the sky made of cyan metal, carved with countless complicated pictures on the hull, and three high sails standing in the cabin.

"The Ark, that's the Ark of the Turines, look at the pattern should be 'Cordsaran's roar, the truth is above," Dorr whispered with a sudden change in his face when he looked up at the strange ancient ship in the virtual image.

"Ark," in the corner of the venue, Gong Yaming also looked up at the sky and asked softly: "Miss Dole, what is the Ark, I have been a professional explorer of the Federation for 5 years, and I have conducted dozens of expeditions on the mythical planet, how come I have never heard of this term?" ”

"Even if you have been a professional explorer for 500 years and have carried out it tens of thousands of times on the mythical planet, you may not know what the 'Ark is,'" Dole said in a nervous, low and unceremonious voice, "Because the Ark is the most powerful weapon of the Turin people except for the presence of the gods in person, and it is impossible to do so in the primordial planet or in general Star Wars."

In the Age of Chaos, it was called the 'toy of the gods,' but in reality it was just a threat to our human ancestors by the gods of Turin, because the ark was a precious artifact even for these transcendent beings in terms of its value.

However, these are not the reasons why the ark is terrible, it is really terrible because the boat can only have a demigod with the blood of the gods, and it represents the true power of the gods, and can enhance the power of those demigods, so to speak, a demigod who controls the ark."

As Dorr was talking, he suddenly saw the ancient ship in the starry sky image, which had been besieged by hundreds of human warships and had become somewhat damaged, suddenly blooming with a thousand feet of brilliance, a giant with a body and muscles high up, a body covered with red veins, only a green leaf hanging under his crotch, and a giant with three heads stepped out of the light.

"Kordesaran, God of Ten Thousand Behemoths, my revered father, please use my body to bring your wrath upon these lowly blasphemers and crush them to dust!" After the three giants appeared, they roared loudly, despite countless laser beams, powerful projectiles, hot plasma, and magnetic cannons constantly tearing apart his body. ..., as his roar sounded, the void suddenly froze, and then suddenly tore out countless huge holes like beast mouths, and when they opened and closed, they swallowed the human warships flying in the sky.

Then, a harsh, shrill chewing sound sounded slowly, and after a while, some of the wreckage of the battleship, mixed with blood and human limbs and flesh, fell like raindrops

Looking at the starry sky, especially the lifelike metal blood rain in front of him, Gong Yamin reluctantly smiled and said, "Miss Dole, when I first saw that demigod with three heads, I thought he was a physical attacker, and he should have taken a huge axe and knocked down the battleships in the sky one by one.

But I didn't expect him to be a legal attacker, such a rude appearance, he can really be regarded as a human, no, a demigod can't be disguised"

"Your Excellency, the more you tell me, the more frightened and frightened you are now," Dole interrupted Gong Yaming's nonsense in a low voice, "but this kind of performance makes me believe that you really fought to the death against the independent people on the mythical planet.

Because only a true warrior can clearly feel how terrifying a Turin demigod at the helm of the ark is.

The shock and fear that can be deeply imprinted in the heart are difficult for ordinary people to experience. ”

After being silent for a while, Gong Yaming said with a wry smile: "I am indeed afraid of Dore, I originally thought that the stand-in ability has reached level B, and I have several very powerful and used talents, even the high priest of Turin dares to attack, I should already be a relatively powerful intelligent creature."

In fact, in my heart, even if it were to face you and CC if it was really a desperate battle, I would never be very afraid, but I now know that my strength is just imagination.

In front of the real strong, I am still weak like insects and ants, and I have no chance of defeating. ”

"YGW, Turineites and us humans are different," Seeing Gong Yaming's frustrated expression, Dor's heart felt an inexplicable pleasure, and an inexplicable unbearability, he was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Their civilization emphasizes the use of extraordinary power, and each demigod-level powerhouse has its own unique equipment, even if it is not as powerful as the Ark, it can increase its strength several times."

However, our civilization is advocating technology, and most of the equipment that can be used by the individual strong is standard and relatively rough, so even if they are equal in strength, human heroes are by no means opponents of Turin demigods, this is the gap caused by the difference in civilizations"

When Dole whispered to Gong Yaming, the video material brought by Longwell had already ended with the destruction of that huge human city.

Seeing that the virtual image he brought had been played, Longwell looked at the surroundings whose faces had become iron-blue, and some of them were even so weak that if they were not in a microgravity environment, the laurels who had already sat on the ground would have been paralyzed, and the tens of millions of people under the high stage, said loudly: "Noble laureates, distinguished guests.

The image just now is the scene of the fall of the Barren Mountain Star Boundary District of the Federation."

"The De Aaron Barren Mountain Astral Boundary has fallen, the truth is above, then, aren't the people of Turin about to come to Lundmark" A tall middle-aged laureate with an obese body but a noble temperament heard Longwell's words, and exclaimed in a gaffe, It is conceivable that the planet he rules should not be far from the De Aaron Barren Mountain Astral Boundary.

On the surface of sadness, but with a hint of indifference in his eyes, he looked at the fat laureate who had almost fainted, and Longwell said in an unusually heavy voice: "Yes, Lord Mosor.

If the fallen De Aaron Barren Mountain Star Boundary cannot be recaptured, then there is no need to cross the space node at all, with the far faster than the speed of light of the Turin boat, a maximum of 50 days, a minimum of 45 days, and the terrible ark just now will descend on Lundmark. ”

"Then ask the central government of the Federation to send a large army to retake the De Aaron Barren Mountain Star Boundary, and the Lund Mark State has paid enough uniform taxes. ̈ The essential weakness has not changed because of the noble status, the fat Moshor said in a hoarse voice.

"Your Excellency Mosor, if the Federation has the strength to recapture the De Aaron Barren Mountain Star Boundary, it will not lose it," Seeing that the time had come, Lompwell interrupted Mossol's words with a strong wave of his hand, and said loudly: "There is not much point in talking about unified taxation now, what matters is the dozens of administrative stars of the Galactic Federation, and the life and death of trillions of people!" ”

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