Chapter 1231: A monster with wings dares to call itself an Angel?

Three days later.

Lion's fleet arrived in the orbit of Estella.

On the Orbital Defense Platform, those Believer soldiers were still praying.

"The God will protect us."

The Commander muttered, his three eyes staring at those warships on the screen.

"The God will protect us..."

A low voice came from the Communication Device.

"God?"

The voice was full of mockery.

"If your God truly exists, let him manifest now."

The next second, the Dark Angels' warships closed in on the defense platform.

Breaking through the Orbital Defense Platform, countless dark green figures surged inside.

Those Believer soldiers were torn to pieces by Chainswords before they could even pick up their weapons.

Amon stood at the highest point of the Sanyan Shendian, watching those dark shadows descending in the sky.

His three eyes widened to the limit, his hands gripping the railing tightly.

"No... impossible... the God will protect us... the God will..."

A shadow landed in front of him.

Lion looked at the Alien before him.

"You are Amon? That fool who thought the God would protect you?"

Amon's legs went soft, and he collapsed to the ground.

"You... you cannot harm me... I am the High Priest... I am the spokesperson of the God... you will face retribution..."

Lion laughed. It was a laugh without any warmth.

"Retribution? The retribution for you enslaving Humans? The retribution for you slaughtering countless innocents? The retribution for you deceiving the world with Faith?"

He raised his sword, pointing at the massive Three-Eyed statue.

"Where is your God? Let him manifest."

Amon prayed frantically, his lips trembling as he recited scriptures.

The statue remained in Silence.

"It seems your God does not want to save you."

Lion said.

A flash of sword light passed, and the statue was split in two from head to toe, collapsing with a boom.

Amon let out a desperate scream.

"No! God! My God!"

Lion turned to look at him.

"Your God is dead. Or rather, it never existed."

Amon sat slumped in the ruins, his three eyes staring blankly at the pile of broken stones.

His Faith, his life, his everything, all turned to nothing at this moment.

"I... I was wrong... I deceived them... I deceived everyone... there is no God at all... only lies..."

Lion looked at him, a flicker of complex emotion passing through his eyes.

"At least you are clear-headed before you die."

A flash of sword light passed.

Soon, the resistance on Estella completely subsided.

"Report."

"Were any Human slaves found?"

"None found. There are no Human slaves on this planet."

Lion nodded.

"Then there is nothing else. This planet has no value, destroy it."

"Yes."

Weilidisi Xing.

This planet is located in the southeast quadrant of the Fengqi Star Alliance, possessing three temperate oceans and seven fertile continents; it is the most important grain producer for the entire Star Alliance.

Before the war broke out, the grain and meat produced by Weilidisi supplied ten percent of the planets in the Fengqi Star Alliance.

But at this moment, no one on this planet is farming.

In the Central Plaza of the capital, Weilidisi Cheng, three hundred thousand Fengqi are reveling.

They held high their homemade flags, the emblem of the Fengqi Star Alliance marked with a blood-red slash, with the word "Freedom" written below.

The Supreme Council announced surrender on the Capital Star.

Three hours later, Weilidisi announced independence.

Five hours later, six other planets followed suit.

And now, Weilidisi is the largest, wealthiest, and most fanatical member of the "Free Fengqi Alliance."

On the high platform in the center of the plaza, a Fengqi wearing gorgeous robes is delivering a speech.

His name is Selasus Viridian, the Archon of Weilidisi Xing, and also one of the initiators of this independence movement.

His three eyes shimmered with excitement, his arms spread wide.

"Fellow countrymen!"

His voice spread throughout the entire plaza via the loudspeakers.

"Seven days ago, those cowards on the Capital Star betrayed us! They knelt before the Alien Race, trading our dignity for a chance to prolong their wretched lives!"

A chorus of angry shouts erupted in the plaza.

"But we will not kneel!"

Selasus's voice grew even more high-pitched.

"Viridis will not kneel! The Free Fengqi Alliance will not kneel! We will let those Alien Race know that the mettle of the Fengqi is still here! The backbone of the Fengqi is still here!"

"Freedom! Freedom! Freedom!"

Three hundred thousand people shouted in unison, the sound waves shaking the heavens.

Selasus watched this scene with satisfaction, his three eyes filled with smugness.

Standing beside him was a Fengqi in military uniform, the Commander-in-Chief of the Viridis Planetary Defense Force, Menelaus Viridian, Selasus's cousin.

"Brother,"

Menelaus said in a low voice.

"Reconnaissance reports say the fleet of the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance is approaching this way."

Selasus waved his hand, unconcerned.

"Let them come. Our Orbital Defense Platform is fully activated, and our ground anti-aircraft fire covers every corner. Even if they send a legion, they won't be able to set foot on Viridis."

Menelaus frowned slightly.

"Brother, according to intelligence, those attacking us are likely the Blood Angels Legion of Sanguinius. That Angel..."

"Angel?"

Selasus laughed.

"A winged monster dares to call itself an Angel? Our ancestors hunted countless such creatures in myths. If they come, we will tear their wings off and display them in the plaza for all to see!"

The surrounding officials echoed him in unison, their laughter echoing throughout the plaza.

Menelaus wanted to say more, but seeing his cousin's unquestionable expression, he finally closed his mouth.

The revelry in the plaza lasted until late at night.

The next morning, at the Command Center of the Viridis capital.

Menelaus stood before the massive Holographic Star Map, his three eyes fixed on the data jumping across the screen.

His expression was even more solemn than the day before.

"Is it confirmed?" he asked.

The Intelligence Officer nodded, his voice trembling slightly.

"Confirmed, General. The fleet of the Blood Angels Legion has entered our reconnaissance range. The flagship 'Angel', the fleet... total numbers are estimated to exceed two hundred ships."

There was dead silence in the Command Center.

Selasus strode in, his face still wearing that confident smile.

"Two hundred ships? Is that all?"

Menelaus looked at him.

"Brother, three hundred warships would be enough to blockade the entire Viridis orbit three times over."

Selasus laughed and patted his cousin on the shoulder.

"Menelaus, you are too pessimistic. Do you know where our advantage lies?"

Menelaus shook his head.

"The advantage is that they dare not truly destroy this planet."

Selasus pointed at Viridis on the Holographic Star Map.

"Look, this is the most fertile granary of the entire Fengqi Star Alliance. Without the grain from Viridis, how will they feed the other planets they occupy? They will want to take this planet intact, rather than turn it into ruins."

He turned around to face everyone in the Command Center.

"This is our bargaining chip! They want grain, we give them grain, but they must trade for it! They want our planet, we give them the planet, but they must trade their dignity for it! As long as they don't dare to go for the kill, we have the capital to negotiate!"

Scattered echoes of agreement sounded in the Command Center.

Menelaus watched his cousin in Silence, a complex emotion flashing through his three eyes.

He wanted to say something, but in the end, he only sighed.

"Brother, I hope you are right."

"I am certainly right."

Selasus was full of confidence.

"Just wait and see, that so-called Angel will soon send an envoy to negotiate. When that time comes, I will meet them personally and let him know that the people of Viridis are not to be bullied."

He turned and left, leaving behind a string of hearty laughter.