The vastness of the void is littered with the wreckage of ships and the Death Star.

The war is over......

After paying a painful price, even to the bone marrow, the Human Alliance finally won the final victory. A large number of Boca and Tsa ships surrendered and entered the Nadesa orbit under the watchful eye of human warships. Beneath the closed shield are the massive husks and dense scars of these ships, as if to tell the cruelty of war.

But compared to these ships, it is the Boca and Rosa powerhouses that are more eye-catching.

Because of their powerful relationship, their care cannot be done by ordinary people, and only space warriors can do it. For a while, countless figures pulled up from the human ship group and gathered around these surrendered powerhouses. No one spoke, but the powerhouses of Boca and the Busha clan seemed to know their fate and consciously laid down their weapons.

They are cosmic aristocrats, and there is no need to fight for it. If humanity wants to continue to negotiate with Boca and the Bushas, then their treatment must be guaranteed first.

In the void, Mikiel silently looked at these strong men who surrendered, and a trace of disgust and resentment suddenly flashed in her eyes. She couldn't tell where these feelings came from, but they were so inexplicable, as if she couldn't erase the anger in her heart without killing them......

Just then, a human mercenary flew in from a distance and bowed to Michiel and the Muse.

"Michiel, Muse."

"What's the matter?" The Muse asked absentmindedly, but his eyes were fixed on Mikiel with concern, and he sensed that there was something wrong with Mikiel.

"Speaker Sal Jones asked me to ask the two of you what they think of Boca and the Rosa Space Warriors. The other side has completely surrendered and has made a commitment to renounce force. If necessary and agreed, they can also become allies of our army in future wars, serving in battles that are not directed against their own people. ”

"Oh?" Muse was slightly stunned. The sacrifice of the other party is not small...... Under such conditions, the dignity of a space warrior is almost abandoned. Not only that, but it also indirectly increased the strength of the Human Alliance. You must know that these Boca and Rosa warriors are not simple, and being able to survive on the battlefield until now speaks to their strength. As for the condition that you must not attack your own people. Is it okay for them to attack the other race? And what's it?

Since Speaker Sal Jones asked for his opinion, the Muse would not be polite. So he muttered for a while and then said. "If their sincerity can be confirmed, then my opinion is ......"

"Kill them all!"

"What?" The muse was stunned and turned his gaze to Miktier. "What did you say?"

"Kill them all!" Mijil repeated it again, an undisguised look of disgust in her eyes. "I don't want to see a living Boca person."

"But Michael......" Muse said. Reluctantly persuaded. "Don't be so intense, they're still valuable......"

"If you don't want to do it, then I'll do it." Mikiel unceremoniously interrupted Muse's words. Misty eyes turned to the muse. "Or do you want to stop me?"

"Oh...... No! Museton raised his hands in surrender. To go against Mikiel in a state of madness is to go crazy in itself. Stubborn Mikiel is unreasonable in this world. No one has ever been able to change Mikelle's decision. 'Never' didn't ......

In the void, Mikjier's figure flashed away, and then the exclamations of the powerhouses of the Boca and Rosa tribes were heard in the distance, countless energies exploded, and all kinds of stumps and broken arms were scattered in all directions, turning the circle and forbidden area into a Shura slaughterhouse. Even at such a distance as the Muse, you can clearly see Mikjier's crazy slaughter. The figure in white veil slaughtered thousands of people in an instant, crushing Boca and the strong man of the sand to pieces.

It's unreasonable, and it's cruel.

The Muse doesn't understand why Miggie did this. I always feel ...... Seem...... In the venting ...... But what is she venting?

"Let her go. Anyway, no one could stop her. The muse comforted himself and turned away......

At the end of the war, groups of human engineering ships began to enter the field in batches. Collect ship wreckage and sort out battlefield ruins. Strange-looking ships are constantly traveling back and forth to the Void, collecting the parts needed by the human ship group and sorting out the wreckage that can still be used. At the same time, people are suffering from the major medical ships. There are people waiting for treatment everywhere.

Blood, tendons, ruptured wounds. Broken bone stubble with blood vessels...... Every soldier who was sent to the medical chamber was so frightening that it looked like a rag doll that had been beaten. No war is just, and even for the right to survive, humanity has to pay more for it......

This war has almost exhausted the full strength of mankind and swept away thousands of years of human accumulation. Not to mention the loss of most of the ordinary ships, even the Space Warriors have suffered more than half of the casualties, and the most important high-end combat power has suffered heavy losses. If it weren't for the entry of the Crody Legion with the Blood Pupil, humans would have been able to GG......

But now...... Having won the victory, they are ready for the next march.

"Hurry up, we only have three hours." Sal Jones stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back and commanded his lieutenant behind him. He liked the position, as if he had been standing here for countless years. It was as if today was the first time, and that strange sense of contradiction made him very uncomfortable and a little dazed.

However, as the Speaker, he was already familiar with commanding the entire human ship group, and he didn't need to think too much to know what to do.

"Clear the battlefield and establish the track of Naraku's Gate. Three hours before we moved on to the next level. ”

"But Your Excellency, this time ......."

"I don't need a reason. I just want results. Sal Jones interrupted his lieutenant and said earnestly. Must be completed. ”

"Understood." The deputy took a deep breath and replied loudly.

Looking at his determined and powerful appearance, Sal Jones was a little distracted, why...... This sight is so familiar? It seems that a long time ago, he carried out every order like this. One...... Damn, who gave the order?

He couldn't remember...... My head hurts.

At the same time, at Ragnarok, the blood pupil silently opened the brain and typed in the keyword 'Momberto'. The result is a blank without exception.

Unexpectedly, all traces associated with the name Momberto were gone. It's like never having a zài. Whether it is the war diary, or the historical or humanistic records, there is no record of Montberto, and even the real business of the Momberto family has naturally changed owners.

What a great power is this?

Closing his eyes, the blood pupil lit a cigarette for himself, and then silently recalled the last scene. The mysterious tide that swept through the universe, and everyone lost their memories together. and the final sacrifice of the old Speaker.

This is the power of fate......

It is completely different from the pseudo-fate of Alpha, more high-end and absolute. (To be continued......)

PS: Excessive chapters, and in addition I wish you all a happy new year. It's a pity that Xiaodao has to go to work on New Year's Day and 30...... It's been three Chinese New Year's Eve on duty...... It's painful