Him and their stars

What we are talking about here, of course, is the invasion of the Community Cantilever Star Region by the Plunder Corps twenty years ago.

In that war, although the community finally drove away the plunderers, many soldiers and civilians and wealth were still captured, and many local garrisons also suffered casualties.

One of them was a fighter pilot named Captain Liu Qiluo, who was just an ordinary one among the victims. If she did not have a son named Yu Lian, she would have been lost in the long river of history.

As for the warlord who led the plunderers, he was the most brutal long-bearded demon warlord at the time, known as the leader of the plunderers of Grand Duke Noka. In the ten years when he was most active, all countries bordering the center of the Milky Way were his equal targets of plunder, and his reputation was enough to stop the children of all races in the Milky Way from crying at night.

Although this man's ancestors were all gangsters, he insisted on imitating the empire's laws and regulations. He built a palace for himself in imitation of the empire, created a set of laws and regulations, and called himself the "Grand Duke of the Silver Heart" and the "leader of all Beato people." It is obvious that he is a person who is unwilling to be inferior to others.

It is certainly impossible for Beato the Longbeard to call himself a Longbeard, just like trolls always call themselves Myshandars.

Now that I think about it, this Grand Duke of Noka calls himself the "leader of all Beatos" probably because he doesn't want to show weakness in front of the legitimate "Queen Elo" next door.

Although the three major predator races formed an alliance, and although they respected the Masegete royal family of Eero most of the time, there were still many conflicts.

To put it bluntly, this is what nomadism is all about. Even Choros would bully Borjigin if they got the chance, so don't expect warlords of different races to really live in harmony.

Who says that the cosmic nomadic tribes are not nomadic?

In short, such a fierce and powerful plunderer warlord would undoubtedly have the ambition to compete for the position of Great Khan. But he ultimately failed, and the one who killed his rival was of course the final winner, the new plunderer Great Khan, and Her Majesty Tomiteli, the Queen of the Ero people.

"Of course, for me, it's better for an Elro queen to become the leader of the plundering warlords than for an ugly troll or bearded monster to be born. At least it's pleasing to my eyes." Feifei said with a smile.

Indeed, the Ero people have blood feuds with the Alliance and the Empire, but not with the Earthlings. After all, they once had a powerful civilized country, and after all, they have only been plunderers for more than 800 years. They still have certain fantasies about reviving the country, and when they act, they still have to pay attention to the primary and secondary contradictions.

As for the trolls and the long-bearded monsters, after all, they have been the Silver Heart Barbarians for two or three thousand years, and they are already used to leading beasts to eat people. They will only invade and plunder all civilized countries equally. Even if they encounter settlements of the same tribe, they will never show mercy.

"That's why my husband said that you, who are able to bring together nomadic tribes of different races into a group and work hard for a goal, are truly a rare hero in the Silver Heart." Feifei praised.

Great Khan Tomiteli was speechless. She could tell that the other party was not mocking her, but she still couldn't laugh at all.

"I really didn't expect that the clues about the Ero royal family were all true. I really didn't expect that you seemed to be such a rare hero, with enough courage to turn fantasy into reality. I'm sorry, Khan, I underestimated you. In terms of judging people, I am indeed far behind my master."

Great Khan Tomiteli felt the gathering of spiritual energy in his body and adjusted the power in every cell. He still showed a forced smile: "The hero has sent all the Ero people to their doom? If there had not been this farce-like expedition, if there had not been my ambition to rebuild the country,"

"It's not your fault. You just had the bad luck to meet my husband."

If it were someone else, the Great Khan would probably be so angry that he would stutter. But now, she really felt a little bit like "If I have X, why do I have X?", and there was only disappointment and exhaustion in her heart:

"If the plunderers in the Silver Heart are intact, they can still pose a military threat to the Empire and the Alliance, right? At least I still have the strength to launch an offensive against them. I don't have to pin all my hopes on the relics of the Enlightened Ones from the previous civilization as I do now. Feifei said, "My master also said something similar."

"He said that?"

Feifei looked at the queen meaningfully. "He even described to me the scene where the unscathed plunderer army took advantage of the chaos created by the Zerg Swarm to reap the spoils in the Alliance and the Empire. He actually respects your military ability very much. You can at least become the Queen of Horse Thieves in the Cosmic Age."

Feifei once again spread her hands in a flawed manner, and then laughed a few times in embarrassment: "I do seem to have done something particularly unnecessary! If my husband knew, he would definitely laugh at me, right?"

Feifei was silent for a moment, then she forced out a distressed smile: "So I am very conflicted now. If I kill you here, I always feel that it is not in line with morality."

Tomitali Khan looked at this flawed woman and inexplicably felt a deep fear. Although her strength was constantly increasing, her sense of security was not improved to the same extent.

At first, she thought the other party was here to silence her, but now it seems that is not the case. At least not just that.

Black Moon does not feel such an urgent sense of crisis about this so-called secret or the crisis of the past.

Feifei stared at the gloomy Queen Elro and sighed sadly: "Why don't we discuss it again. Your Majesty, can you give me a reason to take action?"

Before he could finish his words, they were drowned out by a sudden noise.

The deadly aura stirred in the air with a teeth-gritting buzzing sound, gnawing at the space, and even in the void of the cabin that could be seen with the naked eye, spider-web-like cracks appeared.

Suddenly, a cold green light flashed from all directions, piercing through the crystal dust floating in the void, and also seemed to pierce through the nanomachines scattered in the air.

Feifei seemed to have lost the chance to dodge. Her body was completely pierced by the deadly green light. Her emblem was as weak as a piece of white paper in front of the deadly green light. Her body was immediately torn apart by the sharp blade that seemed to be made of dim light!

…

Yu Lian felt his heartbeat speed up for a moment, but soon regained his composure. He turned his head to look in the direction he sensed, but of course he only saw the completely closed cabin wall.

"A fight broke out? Uh, I don't think you need my help, right? There shouldn't be any opponent on this ship who can force Feifei into a tough fight, right?"

The only possibility of getting into a tough battle is that she puts most of her energy into cracking the ship's AI firewall.

However, Yu Lian was not prepared to go to support her. As a mature and emotionally stable man, he said he was willing to respect all of Feifei's decisions.

At this time, the passage and cabin where he was gradually stabilized, returning to the high-tech style that a spaceship should have. This made Yu Lian inevitably think of the Soul Explorer he encountered in the New World, but in fact, that kind of simple, efficient and cold feeling was only seen occasionally.

At this moment, what he saw was more of the elegant court style of the empire.

If you ignore the increasing number of spherical robots gathering around it, the interior of the ship is becoming more and more like a typical Imperial battleship.

The Dragon Boat Pilgrimage or the Titan Dawn Angel both have this flavor.

Yu Lian was not sure whether this was the original appearance of the interior of the ship or an automatic adjustment based on the aesthetic taste of the crew.

Of course, from a rational point of view, the latter is more likely.

It must be admitted that the masters of the Empire are indeed the best in the entire galaxy in terms of engineering and art, and most people do like to decorate their ships in the style of the Empire, even the Alliance on the other side. Master Yu Lian is one of them.

This is definitely not the Emperor of Wisdom, but the Reasonable Man.

"Very good, this ship is indeed destined for me." Yu Lian murmured. As soon as he said this, the floor of the cabin under his feet, which seemed to be made of colored glaze, began to interweave light and shadow, and a huge "Yu" character wrapped in dragon patterns floated up.

It can be used on the general's flag and displayed so that hundreds of thousands of troops within a ten-mile radius can see it clearly.

But Yu Lian only felt ashamed.

"...Xiao Hui, aren't you very busy?"

"It's really busy. They are in a tough battle. The firewall of this broken ship is also very powerful. I am waiting for your sister Fina to cooperate with us. So I can do some interior decoration occasionally."

"Then let's do something serious."

"Isn't interior decoration a serious matter? Or is this kind of decoration a serious matter?"

Yu Lian did not answer, but looked up and saw a large door behind the stairs. He did not even need to meditate or locate himself, as he could be sure that forty-seven people had rushed in from behind the door, all wearing power armor.

He didn't even need to use any techniques to determine the race, strength, and status of each enemy. There was no doubt that they could not pose any threat to him.

Just as he was thinking of throwing the telekinetic magic eye over to see which warrior was so unyielding, a window appeared beside him. Nearly fifty pirates wearing mechas and armed with live ammunition were waiting with bated breath, their faces flashing with nervous and ferocious eyes.

After all, it didn't collapse, which is already a big thumbs up for me.

As for some of the leaders who looked very tough, they actually had flame-shaped tattoos on their necks.

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The Fire Kiss Mercenaries? Haha, it's another old friend (from the previous timeline). Of course, they are the kind of "mercenaries" who do all kinds of work, including dirty work and red work.

They are certainly illegal, but they are special service industry workers that are indispensable in this universe.

They had a very good reputation in the underworld, at least they had never bitten back at their employers. In addition, their leader, "Suihuo", was also a very prestigious figure in the underworld.

This guy, and the powerful mercenary group under his command, are actually also the periphery of the World-Ringing Serpent?

Well, it doesn’t seem strange at all…

However, their leader, "Flintfire", was not present. The only psychic was a Nediyan, who looked like a three-ringed dragon.

"What an admirable hero." Yu Lian was very moved. After all, he was already the dragon whose name could not be mentioned. He could not even remember the last time an ordinary soldier saw him not running away but actively fighting back. However, he could not help but feel respect for him. He felt that the hymn of courage was everywhere. Even the enemy was admirable.

As expected of being the subordinates of "Suihuo", they are all extravagant characters.

When dealing with such a hero, one must not be too lax.

Just as he thought of this, the window beside him suddenly went out again, and he heard Xiao Hui's voice ringing beside his ear: "Another wave? Take my axe! Also, I certainly don't use an axe in the battle between me and the firewall and the AI ​​of this ship, but I just want to make sure you understand."

Yu Lian still felt insulted.

However, before he could say anything, the word "Yu" on the floor beneath his feet suddenly changed into the emblem of the Blue Star Community's space fleet, a pattern of white stars surrounding the earth.

This is more in line with the ethics of our professional soldiers. Yu Lian thought. But to be honest, Yu Lian had felt that the national flag, national emblem, and military emblem of the Blue Star Community, etc., were not only too plain in color, but also too simple in elements, and did not conform to his own aesthetics at all.

Placed here on the floor, it looks even more ordinary.

Thinking of this, Yu Lian couldn't help but sigh and shook his head.

Then, he also heard Xiao Hui sighing: "Oh, there's really nothing I can do with you. This is the last time."

The Community Army emblem at the foot changed again, forming the Pioneer Party logo, and was still surrounded by a frame made of gears and rice ears. The background color was of course solemn gold and bright red.

Very good, this is more in line with Yu Lian’s aesthetic, and he is very pleased.

Xiao Hui didn't forget to decorate the boat for herself even when she was busy fighting the firewall. She really did. It made me cry.

Yu Lian wiped away the tears that he didn’t know if they were still there, and tapped his fingers lightly.

The door at the end of the staircase creaked open. The reason why the sound seemed neither smooth nor unsmooth was naturally because the door was forcibly opened by Yu Lian using his psychic energy.

In the wide passage outside the gate, more than forty pirates stared at each other with stiff expressions and distracted eyes. The scene became very awkward for a moment.

Even the leading Asian dragon man opened his mouth wide, as if this was a situation he had never expected.

"Aren't you planning to ambush me?" Yu Lianqi asked.

The Nedi dragon man with gray-black scales stood up, his expression flickering, his words hesitant, but he still subconsciously raised the gun in his hand.

"Oh, the boss has taken action, we have to follow! Brothers, open fire!" The person who spoke was certainly not the Argonian psychic, but another black-faced Peg mercenary with a tattoo on his forehead.

This sturdy and strong mercenary really looks like a huge wild boar that has turned into a spirit. He looks very ferocious, but he also doesn't look very smart.

However, at his call, some people actually subconsciously pulled the trigger.

However, the bullets did not fire, and all the mercenaries who raised their weapons screamed. The guns in their hands suddenly began to twist and fall apart, and the mechas on their bodies began to deform and shrink, squeezing their bodies.

The mecha's portable AI sounded an alarm of being overwhelmed, and automatically injected their drivers with the maximum amount of stimulants and adrenaline, but it could not break free from the constraints of psychic energy.

The mercenaries' screams only lasted a few seconds before they stopped, and they were killed naturally. Fortunately, they died because their lungs were crushed by the suddenly collapsed breastplate, so they finally didn't have to experience the fear and pain of their muscles, bones and internal organs being crushed bit by bit.

Yu Lian is not a demon after all. He can kill enemies efficiently, but he has no interest in killing them cruelly.

Except for the Asian dragon man. After all, he was a psychic, so he wouldn't be crushed to death easily. He just stared wide-eyed, trying his best to resist the pressure of psychic energy, but even breathing seemed quite difficult. But what was interesting was that he stared at Yu Lian, and his eyes, which were squeezed to the point of bleeding, seemed to reveal a hint of joy.

Of course, this hint of joy was only a flash, and it was gone in a flash, so fast that Yu Lian almost suspected it was an illusion. When he was about to observe it carefully, he suddenly heard a noise behind him. It turned out to be a large row of jumping robots rushing over like a tide. At first glance, they were the same kind of "Hello" robots before.

However, this time, their rhythmic notes and energy seemed less friendly.