Levis says:

"We have been humiliated, demonized, and sealed in the depths of the abyss for 1 million years."

"I have no intention of justifying my own history, just because we have never done anything wrong."

"It's you, the entire Star Abyss, who are all assisting the ruling of the Origin Abyss Divine Clan. All of you are servants of the source and eagle dogs. ”

"Your Ascenders are constantly challenging the Abyss, killing my sisters and brothers, trampling on our porcelain muscles and bones, plundering our godhead and crown, and even taking the Divine Throne captive."

"We are not criminals, we are slandered innocents, unfair treatment has fairly befallen everyone who is accused of being an 'evil god', today is me Levis, tomorrow it is a great and upright person like Shen Shen, Xingyuan refuses to change his attitude, because it represents weakness and submission!"

Levis raised her hand and pressed the rose born in her eye socket, his roar was not loud, but it was shocking, full of millions of years of hatred and grievances, and it was by no means capable of performing.

It is enough to cross the racial and cultural barriers, directly touch the hearts of people, those who hear it cry, and those who see it are sad.

"In the countless days when the sun has withered and extinguished, we have suffered boundless humiliation and abuse, and above the high hall, the Origin God Clan still exists in the world!"

"Traitor, traitor, traitor! You rightfully brand us as traitors, believing that we have betrayed Xingyuan, colluded with [society], and betrayed Xingyuan's interests. ”

"We never thought of betrayal, we just wanted to use our own means to change this decadent and backward, poor and weak universe!"

Lieweisi clenched her fists, her emotions reached the extreme, and she exploded with all her might:

"Unwillingness, pain, anger! My monstrous hatred turned into flames and burned all the stars! ”

"Since Xingyuan thinks we are traitors, then we will completely rebel!"

"Gods of the Abyss, grand narrative, you just watch your land fall apart, civilization burns to the ground, and your homeland is scorched - that's the price you deserve!"

"Once, we were slandered and [society] were in the same boat, but now, we are fighting side by side with [society]"

Qi Xilei pulled back the camera, and it was not until this moment that the audience realized that behind her, there were not only these speakers and evil gods.

The shadows behind it, the stars, are shining in the distance.

"Too much has been said to say that I will tell you, that the evil gods and [society] have de facto formed an alliance."

The corners of Qi Xilei's mouth cracked to the base of her ears, revealing a terrifying smile:

"In the name of [Speaker of Doom] Qi Xilei, I would like to convey the following message to you:"

"Declare war on the Heroic Empire, and order the Empire to surrender all civilizations of the Andromeda Nebula and the Balk Demon Nebula."

"Declare war on the Annihilation of the Temple, issue a blasphemy decree against the Annihilation Temple, and demand that all civilizations under the command of the Temple turn to the faith of individual heroism."

"Declare war on the "United Syndicate", only against [Raiding Soul] Red King and his followers, and pay a total of 29 million standard suns in war reparations."

"The main battle is -"

"[Epic Society] Rejedori, [Dream Society] Delilem, [Ruin Flame Society] Satan Jima."

"and ......"

Qi Xilei paused, raised her eyes, looked at the camera sympathetically, and announced word by word:

"[Hidden Society] Gaia."

"As a special reminder, in addition to the three major narratives of the Abyss, we will launch special operations against other Abyss and narrative members to prevent you from aiding and interfering with the Abyss."

"Thank you for listening, and have a happy death."

Smack.

The TV is turned off.

Cynthia turned her head, looked at Dialan, and said bitterly:

"Situation, that's pretty much it."

“…… The White Candle Star, is it gone? ”

"Yes, luckily Sonya, the fairy of the lake, came to the rescue and gathered a large number of Heroic Spirits to help the refugees leave, we just lost our home, at least we are still alive, and not many people died."

Cynthia Says:

"The planet has been eclipsed by several [social] heads, and the White Candle Star no longer exists, both astronomical and socially."

"My home."

Diaran Says:

"My father's grave, on that planet."

Cynthia was stunned for a moment, turned her eyes to the side, and said:

“…… I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Your Excellency Prime Minister. ”

"I, born and raised there, I am not a human of the White Candle Star, but I am indeed a person of the White Candle Star."

Dialan clenched the shirt on his chest.

It should have been unshaken here, and after the surgery, the doctor should have removed all of her emotional perception.

But now, a strong wave of emotion rushed over me.

“…… I couldn't cry. ”

Dialan looked up at Cynthia, and stated her despair in an extremely calm tone:

"My home is gone, I have nowhere to go, my father's grave can no longer be worshipped, and I don't even have the emotions to die for all this."

"Cynthia, this is my home, I was educated here, became a state servant, and then reformed all the way to let more people come out of the despair after breaking away from the protection of the Crystal Tower civilization, Leoz, Leoz personally handed it over to me, let the White Candle Star people govern the White Candle Star themselves, and we will take good care of our home......"

"Your Excellency, don't get excited! You're still hurt—"

"I can't get excited."

Dialan's eyes were bloodshot, and she said slowly, coldly, dryly, like an outdated machine:

"I can't cry about it."

"Perhaps, that's not a bad thing."

Cynthia bowed her head guiltily and said:

"You are now the Prime Minister and Head of State of the White Candle government-in-exile, and according to the National Emergency Committee, you are the supreme and legitimate ruler of the White Candle."

"I'm sorry, but our current citizens have actually been entrusted to the Collective, and those who came have seen the actual demise of our camp have left in all directions."

"To put it mildly, you're a bare-bones commander now, but even so, we can only survive under your protection."

"Please, even if it is for the survival of our compatriots in the end, you will have to take on the duties of the Führer! Ms. Dialan! ”

"I ......"

Dialan shook her head, she instinctively wanted to shake off her hands and feel uncomfortable for a while, but her body forced her to be rational:

"I'm going to meet the philosopher's king, or the CEO of the group."

"Your Excellency, this is a bit ......"

"They'll see me for sure."

Dialan was forced to calm down and said:

"I have enough information to change the current situation, and if I can meet the philosopher king, it will definitely help a lot."

"I'll do my best, but the Philosopher-King may be hard to find, he's already in control of the [peasants]-"

Before Cynthia could finish speaking, a voice suddenly sounded at the door:

"The philosopher king is indeed hard to see, but if the prince is a prince, you can see it now."

As soon as the words fell, the door was gently pushed open, and a young man came into view.

Dressed in a leather jacket, a blue-threaded shirt, and a pair of brown sneakers, he looked like an ordinary civil servant, none other than Mistophine Alain, the crown prince of the imperial state.

"His Royal Highness the Prince." Cynthia hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Why did you come here...... Your Excellency the Prime Minister is still recuperating and has just woken up. ”

"I have timeline access to the whole of the Imperial State, and nothing can escape my eyes."

The crown prince of the imperial state signaled to excuse himself, walked to the hospital bed, and glanced at the surrounding environment:

"I'm sorry, Prime Minister Dialan, the environment in the war zone is really not very good, let's make do with it."

Di Yalan did not answer, but said directly:

"It's not impossible to communicate with you, anyway, after talking to the prince, the philosopher's king will know sooner or later, right?"

"Pretty much, His Majesty the Philosopher-King sometimes refers to my opinions."

Mistofen carried a thermos cup and a folding chair, which was really no different from an ordinary civil servant, he opened the folding chair, sat down in front of the bed, and asked:

"Your Excellency, I am also a person who can say a few words, can you tell me the bottom line, what do you mean by 'great help'?"