As Blue Feather prepares to join Ludwig, Najuri arrives in the outer cavern of the cliff structure.

His squad shackled the captured prisoners, all of whom were ragged. Some of them had traces of lynching, and all of them had been removed from the biochemical enhancement components derived from the Arcane technology, which had been violently disassembled, leaving unsightly wounds.

The prisoners in custody are a diverse mix of different races.

It's fairly common in a galaxy of mixed races, but Najuri, a human supremacist, hates it!

In Naijuri's view, human beings are undoubtedly the pillars of galactic civilization, and it is human beings who have created 80% of the wealth of the galaxy and fed the life of the entire galaxy; It was the human race that founded the Demaxian Empire, upheld the justice of the law, and spread civilization and education to the barbarians;

It was human beings who invented technologies such as interstellar navigation, arcane energy drive, light collapse weapons, and hibernation capsules, which injected new vitality into civilization; It was human beings who first began to look up at the starry sky, play and sing melodious music, write immortal articles, and leave a brilliant cultural ......

There is no doubt about it, because the artists, musicians, scientists, engineers, politicians, military strategists of the galaxy are mostly human.

But look at what these pests do? Because of laziness and unwillingness to work, lying on human beings and sucking blood like crazy? Shouting about human discrimination every day, but madly discriminating against weaker races? Or did they receive the most benefits and commit the most crimes?

But the most hateful thing is the human beings who have no bottom line and indulge in them!

Najuri had a deep contempt for these pests in her heart. Even with a trace of dissatisfaction with Emperor Jiawen IV. He knew that his best friend, Cain, had the same thoughts, perhaps even more.

True, Cain was the same, he rationally made iron-blooded and even cold-blooded advice to the benevolent Emperor Jiawen IV. But the Emperor always backed down, and almost even blamed Cain for his murderous plans. This made Kai Yin feel a little disappointed in his heart.

But because of their identity, he and Kai Yin can only hide their thoughts deep in their hearts.

Nagiuri sighed at the thought of this, and then walked into the cave where the prisoners were held, and saw the strong, resolute, and pious faces of these people who firmly believed in what they were fighting for.

It's ridiculous!

They are ignorant of mistaking a valuable natural resource for some kind of Holy Spirit, as if the existence of the occult came from the gods, or from creation, or from some cosmic soul. But ignoring the fact that it is Demacia that really keeps the whole society running.

It's all because of ignorance and ignorance.

To his slight satisfaction, the prisoners were all horrified when they looked at him. They knew that this was the end of the road, and that their poor faith could no longer provide protection.

"I'm Najiuri, the captain of the elite detachment of the heavy nuclear fleet." He said in Cain's tone. "I understand that you refuse to answer questions."

They cowered cowardly. He noticed that there were at least six different alien races in the group. They all bear the scars of torture, while the human members are relatively intact.

Who to pick? Skodoi? They are creatures that can be easily damaged.

"You don't seem to be afraid of the flying soldiers, but they still won you, surrounded you, and captured you," he continued. "So you have no choice but to obey. Next you will answer my question. ”

"We're not going to tell you anything," roared a huge Klobak.

"Really? Why? ”

"Because what we know is not for people like you. The Arcane is the embodiment of the truth of the universe, and it abhors the brutal Demaxian soldiers. ”

A few whispered in agreement.

Let's start with this Klobak, Nagiuri thought. He was the biggest, and he was in charge. Kill him as an example, and the others will learn to behave.

He kept a straight face. "Klobak, you will pay for your arrogance. The first one starts with you. ”

"I ......"

"We asked a question, and you won't give me an answer." Najuri continued to imitate Kaiin's tone, but quickly changed shape. "If you resist asking questions, the Empire will have to take a special approach."

"I'm not going to fall into your game, you click," the Klobak man said fiercely.

"Say! Make a list of your contacts and associates on the edge planet. The two envoys who brought you here. Someone you had a relationship with before you came to Ionan. Najuri threw him an electronic panel and ordered.

The prisoner looked to the side.

"First name! Say! ”

"We weren't brought," the Klobak muttered. "I'm not going to tell you anything."

"Please give me the first name."

The man stared straight at the cave floor. His arrogant movements infuriated Nakuri, who pulled out his bare-collapsed pistol and put his thumb on the start switch, immediately hearing the sound of a battery rising to firing.

"Say!" Najuri slapped him.

The prisoner shook his head.

Najuri slowly raised his pistol and aimed it at the forehead of the Klobak man who was kneeling on the ground. Several people let out a faint sound of panic.

"Say!" Najuri repeated it again.

"Shoot me," the Klobak man's gaze remained fixed on the ground. "That's what the imperialists think. threaten us. Abuse us. So you shoot. That way you're sure you're going to get nothing. I will pass through the Gate of the Occult with the blessings of all the Messengers, and be content to know that you have not succeeded. ”

Najuri captured the keyword: "Okuno Gate? What is that? ”

The Klobak shook his head again.

A nameless fire rose in Nagiuri's chest, and his thumb had pulled the trigger halfway off, but he let go anyway.

He roared, "The Gate of the Might! What is that? Speak! ”

Seeing that the other party was still silent, Nagiuri angrily kicked the Klobak down.

He calmed his anger by taking a deep breath. I thought of what Cain had said to him—that some people were willing to sacrifice for their own principles, but they could not see others sacrifice for their own principles.

Najuri exhaled and aimed his bare gun at the Skodoi next to the Klobak, vaporizing its skull with a single shot. The headless Skordoi collapsed to the ground, blue blood pouring from the wound.

All the prisoners struggled frantically, but to no avail.

"Speak! Otherwise, watch your companions fall one by one. ”

The Klobak shook his head with a shudder.

Nagiuri kills another Skodoi, then points a human girl at gunpoint. She was a weirdo, her eyes widened and her face full of solemnity. Unlike the others, she chose to look directly at Najuri and his gun.