Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Night went back and forth on the bridge of the Black Whirlpool like the Abyss Palace, ignoring the enchantment of Golden Heart Moon, and calmed down for a moment: “The experience of war over the past hundred years tells me that if there is a plan to achieve the greatest victory at ‘the smallest price, the shortest time,' then 89 out of 10 this plan is a problem. ”

Golden Heart Moon laughed and made a "casual” gesture: “Indeed, this is a huge bet. If you don't want to throw it alone, you'll have to see the handsome decision.

“A handsome man can, of course, deny this program and adopt a more robust strategy. After all, as the celestial realm of the federation's origins and hearts, the defense is too strong, and a little carelessly falls into the mud of steel and flames.

“If it's a newly developed world like the Tree Sea, the Underworld, the Crystal World, with the absolute power of the Black Wind Fleet, it can easily storm, destroy and occupy, right?

“But what's the point of occupying a world that is either untapped, deserted, or rolling sand for the Black Wind Fleet? ”

The night snorted: “Taking over these barren worlds, we can develop into a logistics base for the Black Wind Fleet that will take more than a dozen or two years to build. What can the other six worlds do for me? ”

“But you haven't had more than a dozen or two decades. ”

The Golden Moon's eyes sparkled with a mysterious flame of silence, “Though I do not know the local situation of the Real Human Empire, the handsome fleet has not been attacking the Brown Dwarf Star near the Federation for so long, there is always a reason for you. ”

The night brightened its eyes: "You're trying to figure out where my fleet is anchored? ”

Golden Moon “haha” smiled: “Don't worry, there are so many brown dwarves that have not been surveyed near the Federation. Compared to the vast universe, the vast fleet is a poppy, and the Federation won't find you.

“I just think that since we've all come to this point, we should be more honest about a lot of things.

“The handsome man has found the Federation for more than eight years, eight years long enough for you to build a massive gateway to the stars and a hyper-telematic treasure with super penetration, if you could summon reinforcements from the Empire's native lands, you would have done so!

“I guess there are only two reasons why the handsome man still hasn't moved. Either the battle between the Empire and the Alliance is tight, it's impossible to draw more troops from the front line, consume astronomical digital resources, jump to the poor mountain of evil water on the shores of the stars and come to ‘clean up the savages'; or the handsome man is simply reluctant to share this‘ big cake ’with others and wants to be alone.

“Oh, we have learned a lot about the Empire from the former Imperial Fairy Su Changfa and the captives of that claw fleet, we know what the Imperial Expeditionary Army did after discovering the new world, and we know more about the situation of the Black Wind fleet in the Empire, which is not good!

“Well, good-looking men don't want to gamble, so let's honestly fight the position and consume the war, good-looking men can first attack the federally weak new world, the underworld, the tree sea, the crystal world... all can, after beating down, good-looking men spend more than a dozen or 20 years to build and consolidate, and in the meantime, everyone will slowly consume, the federally there are still six major worlds can continuously refine starships, three, no, five for good-looking men, okay?

“I'd like to know what's left of the Black Wind fleet after more than a dozen or two years of bloody consumption, and what's left of the Federation even if you end up occupying the Federation?

“Believe me, the Federation at that time, no matter the crystal stone, steel, celestial treasure… there will be no resources left, the only thing left is hate!

“Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, if the handsome man was really here fighting the Federation for more than a decade or two, there was no reason why the Empire couldn't get any news from the mainland?

“Oh, if I were the empire's own ambitious warlords and warlords, would I harvest the fruits of victory when the Black Wind Fleet and the Starlight Federation are defeated? It would be heartbreaking to think that I could devour seven new worlds and harvest the remnants of the Black Wind Fleet! ”

The night has been silent for a long time, and the whole person is like a bridge, transformed into the existence of a starship master crystal brain, with no sound from the depths of the chest, and no human emotion: “Golden Moon, you're smart, but smart people often don't end well. ”

“I know.”

Golden Moon smiled bitterly, starring, "I've gambled everything, it's the arrow on the string, I have to send! Everything I've done in secret, including talking to handsome people at the moment, can't be hidden for long! If Ming Xiao rejects this operation at the last moment, I will only have to grab it, wait for it to die, lose my reputation and become the biggest traitor in the history of the Federation!

“Handsome, my little life, the survival of the demons, the future of the Starlight Federation and even the Black Wind Fleet all depends on a decision you make at this moment. Come on, judge our fate! ”

Golden Heart Moon raised its long white neck, revealing a pale blue blood vessel that was slashed by the night.

The night was silent for a long time, long enough to solidify into a statue, no one knew what was hidden in the depths of his iron grey eyes, and he finally said: "Golden Moon, of course, you will become the biggest traitor in the history of the Federation, but you will also be governor of the Real Human Empire, which governs the Blood Demon Realm, the Tree Sea Realm and the Skeletal Dragon Star!

“If, after the occupation of the Federation, you raise supplies, gather resources and codify the Forces nouvelles, when the Black Wind fleet sets out to return to the center of the Starsea, I will even entrust you with the management of all seven worlds here, and you will even have the opportunity to be the Marquis of the Empire, depending on your battle success and contribution!

“If your ambition, not the seven worlds by the star sea, is satisfactory, then lead your army back to the center of the star sea with us. Believe me, the Black Wind will surely regain the glory of the past, and you will surely do something in the center of the star sea, in the heart of the Empire! ”

The promise of darkness and night made every pore around the Golden Heart moon open, the breath called “ambition” erupted uncontrollably, and gathered around her a layer of uncertain demonic fire, her voice had some shivering: “Thank you for the admiration, Golden Heart Moon is a man of grace, must be handsome, for the Black Wind fleet, for the true human empire, do everything possible, liver and brain, after death! ”

“You're not gonna die. ”

The Dark Wind Fleet arrives and the enemies of the Empire will die without burial! ”

Golden Heart Moon was both excited and excited, suddenly straightening his left arm, tightening his fist, biting his teeth and screaming: “Long live the Empire! ”

The night also stretched its fists, and the voice sank: "Long live the Empire! ”

“So...”

Golden Moon licked her dry, cracked lips and took a deep breath, still somewhat anxiously asked, "The real 'Dark Moon Plan’, starting 24 hours later? ”

“Yes, 24 hours. ”

Night Ming said, "Although the Black Wind Fleet is not yet fully prepared, since you have done so much work on your side, you may be spotted by the Federation at any time. The opportunity is not lost. The sooner we start, the better!

“Never underestimate Spring Wind's Secret Sword Bureau and must strike a deadly blow to the Federation's heart before they can react!

“In 24 hours, the Black Wind Fleet will land in the realm of the heavens and the battle will be over!

“Go get ready, it's probably the longest 24 hours in federal history and make sure nothing goes wrong with the plan, Kim… Governor, the future Empire Marquis! ”

Golden Moon trembles from the heart: “I will, I must...”

The night cut off super remote communication between the two sides, the "Marquis of the Future Empire” was excited until the shaky figure gradually distorted, diluted and disappeared, and the bridge was restored to cold and dark.

The night stood in the dark for a long time, frowning slightly and seemingly thinking about strategic issues of vital importance.

A moment later, he activated another line of communication, inspiring another magical one-way show, as if it were a three-dimensional three-dimensional light screen in front of him.

The view in the light screen is a small, secret room, white, sophisticated and quiet.

The corner is filled with tiny but spotless tools that make this chamber look like some kind of weird operating room.

In the middle of the Chamber, hanging a man upside down with a thick steel cable.

The man was tied to death by shackles made of superalloy steel all over his body. The shackles were stacked with shackles and wrapped with a layer of engraved heavy forbidden armor. It was like crucifying him in a vertical iron coffin, and only his head was exposed.

But even his head was locked to death by an iron mask with no void, making him unable to make a sound, see anything, or hear anyone.

Sight, hearing, smell, touch, taste… All sensory systems are sealed, only the pain is magnified to ten times the limit of ordinary people, immersing the upside down man at the bottom of an infinite inferno.

Dozens of crystal cables stretched out of the backhoisted man and connected to a crystal brain and various psychic torture magic treasures.

Modern torture and torture equipment from the Real Human Empire has long been unnecessary to make flesh fly so loud that it directly irritates the nerve endings, creating pain tens of times stronger than a thousand knives in minutes.

And the height of control over the muscles prevents the inmate from even screaming and convulsions, like a piece of dead meat that still has a residual neurological reaction to fry and fry.

That's exactly what this is about.

Night Bing made a gesture indicating that the Imperial Secret Spy, who was manipulating the torture pharmacopoeia, temporarily paused and lifted the ban on blocking the ears on both sides of the man's iron mask.

“The Golden Moon is exactly what you think. ”

Commander of the Black Wind Fleet spoke very calmly to the hanging man.