Chapter 80 This Planet Is Mine

"Emperor, that is--"

The priest knelt down hastily, staring blankly at the shining body in the sky, his body trembling involuntarily, and the color of his skin irritated by the polluted smoke and dust was also fading.

"Tell me your name, and go find the person in charge of the entire area."

Ryan slowly descended from the sky. He couldn't tell whether his previous state was Agito's transformation or the anthropomorphic Ultraman posture. It was just that this look did look like a charlatan, which made Ryan feel a little weird.

Is this also the reason why the emperor didn't want others to call him a god?

The look of others not treating you as a human, whether it is contempt or a higher level of worship, will make people lost.

"Tangna, I am the pastor and doctor of Area B4. The pastors of other areas have left Area B. Only I and some companions are still here."

Tangna said respectfully, "Area B has no managers. They abandoned us ten days ago."

"That's even more convenient. Second Terra will allocate some managers. From now on, the entire Area B hive, no, this is no longer a hive, but the ruling area of ​​Second Terra. The new name is Flower Castle."

Ryan has landed on the ground, stretched out his fingers to touch the rotten land, frowned, it's too difficult to grow flowers here.

However, Diget sat in the comfortable chair, but felt that his waist was very comfortable. It was far from the comfort of the simple and elegant straight-back chair in the Seventh Terra office.

"You have a problem. If you use that sword, I will be weaker than you."

There are more than 30,000 people who can be seen in the field of vision. More people have died in the destruction just now. Their bodies were buried by the collapsed high-rise factories and could never be found again.

Gott breathed a sigh of relief and immediately split the table behind him, shouting in a low voice:

In short, Gott looked at the evil-looking people across the gorgeous table, and felt disgusted with my fellow planetary governors.

The Emperor clearly felt something strange from under those looters, just like the two magicians corrupted by chaos that he saw later on the seventh Terra mother planet.

At the same time, in the planet Che Zheqin Governor's Mansion, the Glory Hall.

The Emperor recalled these reports that had been placed behind him, and suddenly a smaller plan came to his mind.

"Enough, in their mouths, bad people like these Gna are not the same kind, but special goods. We can't even be thrown out of the steel jungle they built as hunting targets for them?"

"Gorgat, go inform Digot, in the name of Dilord and Chezhe, Chezheqin has been confiscated by you!"

The entire Governor's Mansion is not built like a gorgeous and luxurious palace. Everyone in the mansion decorates their skin with ordinary powder and wears precious mineral ornaments. There is no simple and elegant appearance.

While talking, my men also stopped the action, pulling these looters out of the car one by one and throwing them aside. The small-scale leakage of pollution caused by the factory breakdown just now brought little corrosion to people's bodies.

The extreme warriors spoke respectfully, but they were paying tribute to this flaming holy sword that was the same as our father's but actually a youth version.

Tanryon's lungs had not yet relaxed enough to speak a few words. He looked at his fellows, who were covered in colorful radioactive substances and showed inhuman and terrifying expressions, rushing towards death in a low voice.

Yes, I still have no ability to change the entire planet at most. The Seventh Terra has also been gradually settled. There is no need to give the planetary governor a bad face.

The Emperor stood up. Tanchezhe behind him had one leg that was a prosthesis, and there was even some rust at the connection with the torso. That guy probably lived for a long time.

Low Gat's face finally became excited, and he was no longer so drowsy.

Then the flaming holy sword passed from behind my neck, and my vision fell to the ground. I saw the mess in the small hall, and finally heard the nobles' screams of fear, and I regained consciousness.

"My dear, you secretly invited the governor of the Seventh Terra after you left the venue, but who knew that I was like a noble and suddenly told those things!" The nobles wanted to cry, we have never dealt with such nobles.

Are those officials the administrative staff of the Empire, or the native nobles of Korz?

"Can you fight your way out?" I asked with some worry, after all, the gap between Space Marines and special people, Low Gat has never seen it directly.

You come and you conquer, and the Emperor will add you to transform.

That is where the governor receives the most distinguished guests, especially the state religion personnel of Holy Terra or the Astartes monks who are in transit, who will stay there for a while.

I jumped down and stepped on the collapsed dining table and rushed towards the nobles, not at all worried that my clothes would be stained with food and oil, like a funny and sharp swordsman.

"In the name of Chezhe, the Seventh Terra will confiscate the land and resources that were originally confiscated by Korz from now on. Except for those who have committed crimes, all others will become citizens of the Seventh Terra and enjoy the rights of free men."

Gorgat simply responded indifferently and notified his comrades who were accompanying Lowgate through the built-in communication channel.

The strong perfume smell must be a kind of poison, which made Lowgate resist the drowsiness and fall asleep.

"The villains are plunderers. We are the rebels who spontaneously gathered in Area B earlier, but we came to help the governor oppress you and seize unlimited survival resources from your hands. Before you chose to die with Gena, those The looters wanted to leave with these managers, but they were abandoned. You think we must have been stimulated at that time and wanted to find a way out."

"Why did you tell the other party that thing? How could you put your private fun things on the table and talk about it!"

At this time, Governor Kolz, who had not been fortunate enough to have been to Holy Terra and heard some bards telling the absurd opera stories of ancient Terra, felt that there must be no singers' mocking tones mixed in the organ at this time, and that it was the singing of songs through amplified sound. If so, the scene at this moment would really be exactly the same as these ancient operas.

You must know that the administrators of Seventh Terra only hope that they can carry less pens in their pockets and hold less piles of documents in their pockets. Who has not bothered to dress up in such a vulgar and tolerable look? Can Cheng expect others to look down upon him?

After people's breathing has calmed down for a period of time, they stop coughing violently again. Because the air inside is not balanced, they have to cough up the dirt that has not accumulated much outside the lungs, and the excess vomited dirt is mixed with it. Bloodshot.

The people who are still barely alive are still looking at the actions of the space warriors who "helped" us in amazement. If there is no change, we will cower and try to hide. We were not determined to be executed just now. Courage, on the contrary, gradually disappears as the environment changes, and for a while there will be thoughts of gathering together to die.

"Che Zhe, I should have done that a long time ago."

Che Zheqin stood at the back. These scrap metal weapons failed to penetrate my shield generator. The roaring off-road vehicle and even the Gogat Lowboy without full armor were hit by my punch. The back cover of the car flipped up, and the people underneath were like shaken sesame seeds, falling to the ground one by one.

These palace servants put on a weird song and dance show that was completely understandable, and many females tried to stay by their side to offer songs, dances and wine.

Even these administrative staff who collect tithes will be invited there.

"It's time to quibble again. You are here to ask for the cession of the jurisdiction of Genna in Area B, but they are discussing with you whether the factory output can be abnormally supplied by then, and whether the people at the bottom can still survive. Most of them are used as workers. You originally thought that people in the world are the same, but it turns out that they are better than those of you who will live tens of thousands of years later."

"Kolz has a total of eleven low-level gurnas and a total of less than 7,000 factories. They can produce few resources for the lower class to maintain a luxurious life, and they can also submit tithes regularly."

As for those madmen who are so crazy that they dare to use human bodies to retreat from the attacking Space Marines, their spirits have not been contaminated by Chaos. No matter how pure humans they are, there is even a slight possibility of being cured and brought back.

Now the Hall of Glory once again welcomes its distinguished guest, the Governor of Seventh Terra, Degart Will.

I listened to all the conditions mentioned by the planetary governor. I had to hold my sword with my hands to support my body and fall asleep.

With a hint of embarrassment on his face, Kolz secretly looked at the nobles sitting next to him and asked loudly:

In our opinion, Degart looks like a nobleman, more like the pioneers of these low-level rebels. Unfortunately, these pioneers are often the first to die in our hands.

An extreme warrior in front of him suddenly came over, leaned over and said something in Digart's ear.

On the contrary, the accompanying Space Marines were methodically questioning the officials who proposed various regulations to assist the Seventh Terra. The old professionals in the workplace were sweating from the questions. answer.

Che Zhe was about to say something else when he heard a roar nearby. Several rough-looking off-road vehicles that could still be started drove over. People carrying some individual weapons were shouting and reveling, and they were heading towards the Space Marines. Launched a retreat.

"clear."

Gorgart's subspace essence has not yet awakened, and like my father the Crow King, he has not yet been able to see the souls of those corrupted Chaos followers, being torn apart by a handful of demons of different colors, pulling them up piece by piece and swallowing them. middle.

Degard drew his sword, flames ignited, and spoke words that the nobles of Korz could understand.

Yes, life has passed, and there is no difference between believing in chaos and believing in the empire?

Diggat let out a small roar, breaking the hallucination that was increasingly making my head dizzy.