"What can you understand about us, a hairy boy?" Unable to bear it, Huron scolded, "Have you seen the corruption and hypocrisy of the upper echelons of the Empire, do you know how many great deeds have been wiped out because of their short-sightedness? ”

"Those High Lords only know how to press their fat butts on the seats of the Council of Terra, but they judge and ignore us who are fighting the enemy on the front line, and even secretly stumble."

"I used to be so loyal, so ambitious, that the Claws of the Stars have the opportunity to eradicate the maelstrom once and for all. However, it was precisely because of their stupidity and arrogance that the operation fell short, and countless efforts were wasted. ”

"It was at that time that I finally realized that as long as the High Lords remained in power, no amount of effort and sacrifice could fill the hole created by their stupidity."

"Not only did they mess up everything, but they also liked to cover up all the mistakes they had made, and countless people with lofty ideals paid the price for this concealment, and the situation continues to this day - have you seen all of this?"

"It's they're killing the Empire, they're making the human race fall into ruin."

The Tyrant of Badab roared angrily.

I can hear that he really has a belly of resentment against the corruption of the empire.

The surrounding Red Pirates were also indignant because of Huron's speech, and the fighting spirit that had been worn out just now burned again.

"Of course I know what you're saying, Blackheart Huron, but I still choose to be on the side of loyalty, because the problems shown by the High Lords are the problems of the human species itself, and I will try to change it, not turn my back on it, as you did."

Pastor Wei let out a long sigh.

"Of course I tried, little ghost, the Empire has once again demonstrated its hypocrisy by allowing Killiman to rule over the five hundred worlds as a hope, but not allowing me to hold a small sector for me to flex." Huron retorted.

"So what did you do after you managed to break away from the empire and become completely unrestrained?" Wei Mu spoke, "Take a closer look at what you're doing on this planet, it's so crazy and twisted, and imagine what it would be like to expand these to the entire galaxy." ”

"Loyalty and betrayal have lost their original concepts, subordinates are only forced to obey the strong on the surface by power, and the strong will be replaced by a little weakness, similar mutual killing will become the norm, mortals as the main body of the species are born enslaved by genetically modified superhumans, and the entire population can no longer go further on the road of normal evolution - human beings will forever become a broken species, and then lose all hope for the future."

"You chose to embark on such a path in order to reject the High Lords...... Wei Mu sighed, "you don't really care about these things, do you?" ”

The Red Pirates always accuse the Empire of how corrupt and corrupt it is, but they themselves are even more filthy.

"It was the high lord who made the big mistake first, and it was he who failed us." Huron retorted.

"The Emperor has given you extraordinary power to make you take on the responsibility of protecting mankind, but you have betrayed his will and used this power to indulge and squander it, even to the point of oppressing other people."

"There is no reason for you to wash yourselves on this, and it is impossible for human civilization to enter glory in your hands."

"You are traitors, Red pirates, sinners who have turned their backs on your race, and you will never be able to get rid of this until the whole universe becomes as sinful as you, and you are trying to do so."

Wei Mu scolded sharply.

At this moment, Huron finally understood why many forces wanted this young man.

This kid's verbal skills are really powerful, and he can't get any bargains.

The best way to deal with such an enemy is to simply not give him a chance to speak, and Huron's scolding on public channels is clearly a wrong decision.

Realizing this, the Badab tyrant silently cut off communication with the other party, commonly known as blacklisting.

The other Red Pirates knew the outcome of this behavior - their lord had not been able to spray the other man.

Fortunately, most of the Red Pirates are martial artists, and they will not fall to the ground and vomit blood because they can't spray each other like the literati, and the final victory or defeat still has to rely on real swords and guns.

"Kill them, not a single one!"

Huron said coldly to his subordinates.

Immediately afterwards, the herald began to shout loudly about the will of the tyrant of Badab.

His orders reached the ears of every Red Pirate, and the traitors shouted unbridled, eager for the killing to come, and war was on the verge of breaking out.

The weapons systems of the Chaos Fleet were put into use, pouring fire frantically on the Imperial positions.

Countless orange high-energy beams slammed straight into the Imperial ship's Void Shield, overloading it with one salvo and detonating the target in the second.

Dazzling flames burst through the subspace, and tens of thousands of Imperial soldiers aboard the battleship chanted the name of the Emperor, and finally returned to the Golden Throne.

"The traitors have been put in a hurry, let them taste our awesomeness!"

Similarly, the Imperial side unleashed their wrath on traitors with torpedoes and lasers.

The devastating force slammed down on the twisted creations, and the light from the Lord of Humanity illuminated the filthy land.

Building a capital warship could take hundreds of thousands of Imperial laborers a lifetime.

From the appearance of every screw and armor plate, to the riveting and welding of every joint, to the repeated debugging of the mechanical priest, and the constant rush of the transport fleet.

So much effort, just to be able to bloom gorgeously at this most critical moment, to increase the chances of victory for the human race in the war.

The subspace was stirred up by this fierce battle.

The terrible infighting that erupted between humans made it impossible for even the living to get too close.

They crave the souls that have escaped, but they fear being drawn into the fierce flames of war and banished, so they can only wait until the two warring sides have won and the battlefield is in shambles, and then they rush forward to feast, like a pack of vultures seeking carrion.

Of course, in addition to the regular artillery fire, the Red Pirates and the Empire also engaged in brutal gang warfare with each other.

A large number of Astartes stabbed into the enemy's main warship like sharp blades.

They were supposed to be the guardians of humanity, but at this moment, they drew their swords against each other and showed no mercy.

The most striking of these naturally belongs to Fugen, who is a cloned proto.

He led six full companies to successfully jump to the Blackstone Fortress, and his gorgeous posture was unstoppable in it.

(End of chapter)