Chapter 535: The Concert and Bianchi's Death

Cantana System, Red Maple Star Hall. This super venue built in the Interstellar was far larger than an Interstellar Fortress.

It was entirely in a Mobius Shape. Special metals and Gravity stabilization devices allowed its Interior to form its own ecosystem.

Right now, it was already brightly lit, and the super giant screens projected into the Starry Sky allowed the audience arriving in Spaceships to clearly see the performances inside the venue.

Its unique audio matching System could connect to the external channel of every Spaceship, synchronizing the music and sound.

However, it cost money. Of course, it was far cheaper than tickets inside the venue.

Outside the venue had long become incomparably lively, becoming an endless ocean of Spaceships.

Countless Spaceships hurried here from various nearby civilizations, layer upon layer, densely packed, as if infinite.

And in various civilizations, the number of people guarding the Interstellar Media to watch the broadcast was countless times the live audience. Added together, it was an incalculable astronomical number.

Here, it had long become a stage of great public attention.

"...Friends, we are now outside the Red Maple Star Hall, and right now... currently performing inside the Star Hall is the recently red-hot 'Siren Dance Troupe'..."

There were also individual streamers starting live streams on social media platforms, dancing to the dynamic music and lighting inside their Spaceships.

On the Holographic Screen, six Alluring alien creatures were dancing.

Their skin was overall blue-purple, resembling Interstellar Humans by seventy percent, and the tails behind them also blended into the dance.

In interstellar space, if one wanted to become a star, at the very least they had to meet the Aesthetics of Interstellar Humans; after all, they were the majority in the Interstellar.

"...These dancing girls from the Siren Race, with their enchanting postures and soul-striking voices, attracted a large number of fans at the beginning of their debut..."

"This grand event still needs to last for fifteen days. Mermaid Princess has already performed over nine shows, the rapper king––Kris Wu, and various top-tier stars, all have performances..."

"...According to grapevine news, the Voice of the Starry Sky––Lord Vissa, who has been silent for many years, will also perform at the final closing moment..."

"...So audience friends, what are you waiting for? Click the link below the screen now, and you can purchase the audio link track at a discounted price, for only 998!"

This was a grand event. Relying solely on Mermaid Princess alone naturally couldn't have such great appeal.

But the descent of various top-tier stars and Vissa pushed the level of this concert to another level.

And at the moment when everyone was reveling, no one noticed that an inconspicuous Spaceship approached here...

Inside the Red Maple Star Hall, Mermaid Princess was watching the Siren Dance Troupe's performance. Sitting beside him was an Interstellar Human of extraordinary temperament.

He looked not young, with some wrinkles already on his face, wearing a shallow smile, having a gentle and jade-like temperament.

"Teacher Vissa, this dance troupe, although their debut time is short, they have great potential..." Mermaid Princess introduced in a low voice.

"I've heard of them..." Vissa spoke, his voice gentle and elegant: "It's just that these few young girls have very unsettled minds and have caused quite a few Scandals. Without cherishing their feathers, it's very hard to become Interstellar superstars."

"In the future, when these things are dug up, they can all be fuses leading to their fall from grace."

"Can't be helped, it was already late when I came into contact with them. Their contracts were signed to a Small Agency Company until five years later..." Mermaid Princess was halfway through her words when she saw the Fish-Person under her winking at her.

"Teacher Vissa, I have a little matter on my side, I might need to go deal with it first." Mermaid Princess apologized.

"Go on... go on..." Vissa smiled.

Mermaid Princess got up and walked towards the distance. Only until she was far from the Backstage, at a place with no one, did she frown and say: "Has the person been picked up?"

"Already picked up, currently Backstage..." A few Fish-People said in low voices.

"Clean up the traces..." Mermaid Princess exhorted.

"Already cleaned up. The Spaceship has been dismantled, welded onto over a thousand other Spaceships, and scattered outside the Star Hall..."

Mermaid Princess nodded: "Very good, take me to see that person."

Not long after, Mermaid Princess saw the protagonist of this incident––Mo Duo, Backstage.

"You must be Miss Mo Duo, I've looked forward to meeting you for a long time..." Mermaid Princess's smile was cordial.

A Burning Eye Star-person, she is that woman Li Yu cares quite a bit about?

Nothing more than this...

A smile also surfaced on Mo Duo's face: "Mermaid Princess, you are my idol."

This Mermaid didn't have much difference from other Mermaids.

The two could both feel each other's massive Mental Power, secretly feeling somewhat alarmed while also somewhat curious.

However, the two didn't converse for too long before someone hurried over to report.

"Princess Imperial, the 23rd and 24th Surveillance Fleets suddenly descended..."

"Came so fast?" Mermaid Princess was somewhat surprised, almost only a step slower than them.

"Miss Mo Duo, please rest assured, I will guarantee your safety." Mermaid Princess then said to Mo Duo.

"Many thanks." Mo Duo nodded, saying indifferently.

………

Outside, accompanied by unstable Void fluctuations, a large number of Warships broke away from the Jump State. However, a situation that would normally cause high tension was not noticed by too many people now.

"There are... too many people here..."

Commander Eustace looked out the porthole at the endless crowd of spectating ships. Even though he was experienced, facing such a shocking scene, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

There were probably hundreds of millions of peripheral Spaceships here, coming from various civilizations.

Their several thousand Surveillance Fleet in front of such a massive number of Spaceships probably couldn't even make a splash.

"Labir, are you sure the person escaped in here?" Eustace asked in the channel.

Labir replied: "According to trajectory calculations, there's a high probability she will pass through here. There's an interference force field nearby, making it impossible to Warp through. She has probably already entered into this."

"With so many Spaceships, how do we Screen?" Eustace felt it was extremely thorny.

"Contact the local security forces and the organizers first, ask them to help assist."

"Ask higher-ups for support. Relying just on us, we definitely can't do it." Labir also felt a big headache. Many of these spectating Spaceships were not Imperial Citizens.

Coming from various other civilizations, if not handled well, it could easily cause diplomatic disputes, very troublesome.

………

"Lord Vissa, there are people from the Surveillance Fleet outside. According to our news, not long ago a riot occurred in the Blazing Eye Star System, and a Noble was taken hostage."

"It is said to involve Li Yu from Returning Star. Besides, Mermaid Princess's subordinates brought someone back..."

Someone came to Vissa's side, sending a message using a Smart Terminal.

Vissa lowered his head and glanced at the message, his expression immediately changing slightly, remembering the Mermaid Princess who had hurriedly left just now.

"Li Yu, it's him... so it's this matter. No wonder you kept delaying..." Vissa muttered in a low voice. He had already noticed Olivia acting somewhat abnormal recently.

But he didn't expect she actually got involved in this kind of matter.

"Little Olivia, your ambition is truly not small, hooking up with his line. What exactly do you want to do?"

Vissa pondered secretly, then instructed:

"Help her clean up her hands and feet. Contact those media and 'accidentally' leak this matter out."

"Yes..." That person hurriedly left. Vissa cast his gaze towards the stage again; performing now was Kris Wu.

He frowned slightly, not really liking this junior. He had too much negative news, was entangled in lawsuits, and was even wanted in a certain civilization.

"The little guys nowadays are becoming more and more impetuous..."

………

"Beep, beep––"

The holographic giant screen spanning the Interstellar suddenly flickered. A fat-headed, big-eared catfish suddenly popped out,

Speaking: "Audience friends, terribly sorry, just received urgent news, an Imperial fugitive has snuck into the audience."

"The Surveillance Fleet requested us to pause the performance and assist them in Screening for the fugitive."

Once these words came out, numerous audiences wailed.

"Fuck, what fugitive, ruining the mood!"

"With so many people, isn't it perfectly Normal for there to be one or two fugitives inside? Can't you do it after the performance ends?"

"What does the Empire's fugitive have to do with us..."

"MD, we want to watch brother Kris Wu, Surveillance Fleet Scram!"

A massive amount of audience members flooded the public channel, the message refresh rate staggering.

Eustace roared angrily in the channel: "Labir, are you fucking sick? Didn't I tell you to do it secretly? What if these crazy fans cause a riot, are the consequences something you and I can withstand?"

Labir was also dumbfounded: "I did tell them to do it secretly, who knew they'd suddenly pause the performance."

"Wow, sudden incident, the Imperial Surveillance Fleet actually came to check for fugitives..."

A large number of Interstellar Media squeezed out from the crowd of Spaceships, aiming their Camera Lenses at the Surveillance Fleet.

They were all persons in charge of the entertainment section. Their tone wasn't serious, carrying a teasing implication.

"As everyone knows, large-scale events like this have 'immunity' during their hosting period, to avoid riots caused by sudden termination."

"As expected of the Empire, simply formidable, daring to directly terminate a concert of this level..."

Being watched by numerous Interstellar Media, Eustace and Labir also felt the pressure.

If it were normal times, they would dismiss these Interstellar Media with contempt.

But under the current circumstances, at least over a thousand Interstellar Media were broadcasting them live, radiating to countless civilizations, with a viewing crowd counted in the trillions. The pressure was too great.

"You two idiots, who told you to terminate the concert!"

The person in charge of on-site security also popped out, directly scolding angrily.

There were already some crazy fans using their Spaceships to fire fireworks cannons.

These fireworks cannons were more for celebratory purposes and had no lethality, but they still caused a riot in a small area.

"We... didn't intend to terminate it either. What the fuck is going on!?" Eustace was anxious inside.

If a riot really occurred, they couldn't possibly open fire on these Normal Citizens. What if they accidentally killed citizens from other civilizations?

Great... wait to be condemned by overwhelming Interstellar Public Opinion.

………

At the same time, in another remote Star Sector, nearly ten thousand Warships converged here, a scale far larger than the Surveillance Fleet outside the Red Maple Star Hall.

A Small Spaceship was parked in the distance, tightly surrounded, but not a single Warship dared to approach.

"Your Excellency Li Yu, when I heard your name, I still found it somewhat unbelievable..." The enemy Commander spoke in the channel:

"I know your true body didn't descend and you have no scruples, but killing Your Excellency Bianchi has no benefits for you."

"The Empire has no intention of continuing to be enemies with you, and the Morgan Family is willing to pay a generous price."

"You Nobles truly are Celestial Dragons. Your Status doesn't seem too high, right? It's been less than two days, and there are already so many Warships pursuing..."

Inside the Spaceship, Li Yu looked at Bianchi, sighing somewhat.

Bianchi's expression was gloomy: "Your goal has been achieved. Most of the Empire's Attention is focused on you, and Vissa is enough to shake off those tracking Mo Duo."

"You are very formidable, I admit defeat. I thought things were too much of a given. I should have reported early and shouldn't have been greedy for Merit."

"I don't care what you think." Li Yu shook his head:

"Unfortunately, there are no ifs. Wanting to step on me to rise in ranks is understandable, but your methods weren't enough."

Bianchi said in a deep voice: "Whatever you want, the Morgan Family will give you. Rest assured, even if your consciousness leaves here, it will still be honored. We won't deny such things."

"Your life." Li Yu slowly stood up.

Bianchi was slightly startled, then shook his head and said: "You have no need to kill me. I've already analyzed it. If you kill me..."

"I know... I know..." Li Yu interrupted him, somewhat helplessly saying: "Stop giving long speeches. Ah, I know killing you might lead to the annihilation of the Blazing Eye Race, Mo Duo might hate me... yada yada yada and such..."

"To be honest, I actually don't really care much about the Blazing Eye Race members..." Bianchi's pupils contracted, seemingly having a premonition of something.

"And the problem is, even if I don't kill you, it's very hard to guarantee the Blazing Eye Race won't be annihilated..."

"Furthermore, Mo Duo isn't an idiot. Hate me, has she got nothing better to do?"

"The main point is, you scheming against me really makes me very unhappy!"

Bianchi felt somewhat flustered inside. For a Noble, death was a very distant thing.

However, right now, it was close at hand for Bianchi.

"No, you can't kill me, you have no need to kill me... you..." Bianchi was still muttering to himself, but was exceptionally flustered.

"No, you're wrong..." Li Yu looked at him, saying solemnly: "I can."

Buzz!

The Blast Door opened, air flowing backwards. The on-site Commander's expression hardened slightly, all observation Camera Lenses focusing on that Spaceship.

Li Yu calmly flew out, looking around at the surrounding Warships.

"Your Excellency, you made a very wise..." The Commander was halfway through his words when he suddenly stopped.

He only saw Li Yu holding a head in his hand, its eyes wide open in anger, as if it had experienced something unbelievable before dying.

It was exactly Bianchi!

He killed Bianchi!

The Commander's face stiffened, then became incredibly ugly.

"Attack, capture him for me!" The Commander shouted.

Li Yu chuckled lightly, not resisting. Having experienced so much time, and even killing Bianchi, The Force in his body was already running low.

Shrugging his shoulders, Pucha's eyes were seen to suddenly change, looking blankly at the massive number of Warships before him.

Who am I?

Where am I?

(End of Chapter)