In the vast blue sea, a broken sailboat is moving bravely in the light mist of the early morning, and the waves with snow-white spray sweep over the side of the ship, and then merge into a raging wave at the stern, leaving a rolling silver ribbon, and the water belt expands to the distant sea, shining thousands of acres.

In the separate room on the top floor, Evan sat on the edge of Xia Li's bed, looking at the girl's sleeping face, her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, her cheeks were a charming pink apple color, the window was only half closed, and the sea breeze rushed in, making the maroon hair that was soft and soft on the pillow ripple from time to time.

"Do you really think of me as a brother, and you forgot about what stabbed me before...... What a heartless guy. Looking at the unsuspecting priest girl who was sleeping soundly, he looked away helplessly.

Evan recognized the original intention of this cheap sister, but it was just to unite her to engage in Ozmandis, and it didn't matter what the relationship between the two was after the incident, but the other party took it seriously. It seems that she is really a single-celled creature, and the innocence on her face is not fake, but pure and honest nature.

"But that's fine."

Ivan looked out the window, looking at the mist on the sea, and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully—although he and Xia Li both had the inheritance of the Holy Book of the Hades, due to the problem of routes, they were proficient in completely different directions.

Because he was forced to do so, he practiced the Demon Dao of the Netherworld, and the Netherworld Power lost its revival and nourishing nature, leaving only outright violent ferocity. Although there is no problem with the combat effectiveness, and even it is on the strong side, it has lost a lot of special abilities that the orthodox line should have.

Xia Li is a step-by-step orthodox route, belonging to the dignified path with a solid foundation, which is completely different from Evan Van's quick path of the underworld. Therefore, although the power of the nether has the terrifying nature of death and destruction, it also has the quiet and nourishing side of the night.

So even if the two are at the same level, she has many abilities that Ivan can't do, not only can she completely hide her body in the dark, but she can even blur her body and resist physical attacks. In the face of such an assassin, I believe that most of them will be worried and unable to sleep at night.

With such an assistant by his side, it can be regarded as an extra reliable help, and one day in the future, he will really face that cheap cousin, at least it will no longer be a dilemma of being alone.

"Little Xiali, you have to grow up quickly."

Thinking of this, Evan stroked the slightly upturned curly hair on the head of the priest girl, and there was a warmth full of anticrisy in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, there is the Silver Sand Harbor ahead!" At this moment, a rough shout came from outside the door.

"Don't get too close to the harbor and look for another landing site." He immediately commanded, and explained, "Let's go to Ozmandis's lair first, and we will meet the leaders of the other priests, and until then, it is best not to reveal their whereabouts." ”

"Yes!"

When the other party received the order, he quickly walked away from the door.

“……”

Evan thought about it, but he was still not at ease, so he stood up gently, leaving Xia Li who was asleep, and quietly left the room alone.

……

The sailing ship sailed with the wind and sailed through the waves, the angle of attack in the bow pierced the blue waves, and it split a waterway and marched bravely, leaving a shining silver trail.

“……”

Ivan walked to the captain's quarters on the top deck of the sailboat, took the goggles from the Holy Cult Army, and looked at the distant shore.

The rising sun dyed the sea red, and from the thick morning mist floated a piece of white sail shadows, and the water surface with broken light flashed as if it had slid over the white clouds. The flags hanging at the top of the harbor fort were also dyed red by the glow, like huge red silk fluttering, and the rows of hazy hulls of the berths were faintly recognizable, the pointed masts pointed to the sky, and the top of the poles hung various lanterns of various colors that were easy to identify.

The flag that flies on the tallest building in the harbor bears the iconic character of the Hebleen Development Consortium – a sea area that has apparently been taken over by the invaders.

Although he had been mentally prepared, after seeing this scene, Evan was still very uncomfortable in his heart, and he felt like he was holding back a fire.

After all, he has lived in this world for thirteen years, and he has long regarded Menes as his second hometown, and now his hometown has been colonized by people arrogantly, and the taste of it can be imagined.

"Disputes between nations sometimes need no reason at all, and weakness is a sin."

Evan put down the lookout glasses and handed it to the Holy Cult Army beside him, his expression was so gloomy that he could almost gather dark clouds and drop raindrops, and forced himself to cheer up and said:

"The starships, star destroyers, and mechanics that Menes lost to are not the Hybolen development consortium, let alone their system. As long as we catch up and learn all the techniques that the invaders have mastered, we can get them out of Heblen. ”

Although his words were clichés, they still resonated with the vast majority of the Holy Sect Army due to their different positions. The people who were originally gloomy recovered a lot of their spirits as if they had taken a cold shower.

At this time, the mentality of all the subjects of the Menes Empire was very close to the big green fruit after the Opium War, although they were beaten, but their mentality was still very healthy, and they were basically in a state of oral dissatisfaction.

However, this kind of spiritual self-confidence will definitely not last long, as the Hyperion Consortium establishes a solid rule, and the Menes will inevitably shatter into glass slag after seeing the terrifying material wealth of the interstellar civilization through various channels.

“……”

Evan looked at the people who had recovered their mental state, and there was a chill in his heart, and he felt a sense of disaster coming.

He could now conclude that Menes after the collapse of civilization's self-confidence must be countless times worse than the mental state of the Great Green Fruit Nest after the First Sino-Japanese Naval War.

At that time, any moth can emerge from the country, and the Federation will become the ideal kingdom of heaven for many natives. Somewhere else will climb up and shout - eliminate the tyranny of the homeland, the world belongs to the federation or something!

Even if it's not that extreme...... However, as long as the Federation gave a little guidance, and let the whole people pour out their inferiority and anger on the backwardness of the system and civilization, the rule of the dynasty will naturally collapse.

And then...... The Sun King is finished.

Thinking of this, Evan suddenly had a feeling of cold air running up and down his body, and his head was also unsteady for a while, and he always felt that when his head would fall to the ground.

At this time, he really realized that his connection with the Menes Empire had long been inextricably linked—the day of the destruction of the Menes Empire's dynastic rule was the time when the death knell of the Sun King rang.

"Now, if I don't think about resisting, I'm deceiving myself!" Evan stared at it from afar, a dark violence oozing from his eyes.