Chapter 1394: The Day of the Celebration (2)

At 9:30 AM Xiuluo Holy time, the atmosphere in the square reached its first climax.

It is unknown who shouted "Long live the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance" first, and then the entire square followed suit.

"Long live the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance! Long live the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance! Long live the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance!"

"Long live Human Civilization! Long live Human Civilization! Long live Human Civilization!"

A million people shouted in unison, their voices echoing over the square.

A chill ran down Zeke'er's back.

He had never seen a scene like this.

A million people, with no fear or numbness on their faces, only joy and pride from the bottom of their hearts.

Morus's fingers trembled slightly.

He had seen the military parades of the Ash Star Alliance, the neat formations, the solemn atmosphere, but that was an army, that was an order.

The million people here were civilians.

Tailesi closed his eyes.

When could the Canaan Star Alliance be like this? When could the citizens of the Canaan Star Alliance spontaneously love their own civilization like this?

Gaiwusi opened his mouth wide, unable to speak.

He stared at that sea of people in the square, a complex emotion surging in his heart.

Ayubu pressed his palms together and whispered something.

Lasu, standing beside him, heard it and shook his head slightly at the corners of his mouth.

Zeke'er clenched his fists.

He suddenly realized that the strength of the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance was not just because of the Emperor, not just because of the Primarchs, and not just because of the fleets and Space Marines.

It was because of these people, these ordinary people.

These people he thought were brainwashed Puppets had Faith.

Lasu spoke up.

"Lord Zeke'er, do you still think they are brainwashed Puppets now?"

Zeke'er did not answer.

He could not answer.

He saw with his own eyes that in the eyes of every one of those million people in the square, there was a glimmer of light.

Morus said.

"They are not brainwashed; they are awakened. The Emperor allows them to live with their heads held high, allows them to be free men. They do not need brainwashing; they only need to know who gave them their freedom."

Zeke'er spoke up and said.

"Lord Morus, are you speaking for the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance?"

Morus looked at him.

"Our Ash Star Alliance has dealt with the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance. I have seen their soldiers; they are not any enemy we have encountered before, they are a new species."

Zeke'er asked.

"What species?"

Morus said.

"This, who knows?"

Zeke'er stopped speaking.

Tailesi stood up, walked to the edge of the Viewing Platform, and looked at that sea of people in the square.

He thought of the Capital Star of the Canaan Star Alliance, thought of those citizens hurrying through the streets and the poor struggling in the slums.

The citizens of the Canaan Star Alliance had no Faith.

They only believed in surviving.

The citizens of the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance had Faith.

They believed in the Emperor, believed in the Primarchs, and believed in the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance.

They believed that Human Civilization would get better and better.

And this hope was exactly what that Emperor had fought for.

Luojia stood on one side of the Viewing Platform, watching the reactions of those Alien representatives.

Their expressions were all different, but there was one thing that was the same.

They were all shocked.

At 9:50 AM Xiuluo time, the cheering in the square subsided slightly.

Everyone was waiting, waiting for the appearance of the Emperor.

The Alien representatives on the Viewing Platform were also waiting.

Zeke'er asked in a low voice.

"When is the Emperor coming?"

Lasu said. "Ten o'clock."

Zeke'er glanced at the time.

"Ten minutes left."

In the square, the crowd began to shout rhythmically.

"Emperor! Emperor! Emperor!"

The sound was more uniform and more powerful than before.

Tailesi looked at that sea of people in the square and suddenly remembered something.

He turned his head and said to Gaiwusi.

"Gaiwusi, do you remember how long it has been since the citizens of our Canaan Star Alliance shouted the Speaker's name like this?"

Gaiwusi was stunned.

"Lord Tailesi, the citizens of our Canaan Star Alliance have never shouted it like this."

Tailesi nodded.

"Therefore, we have lost."

At exactly ten o'clock in the morning, the music in the square suddenly swelled in volume.

The military band played the anthem of the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance, the melody solemn and stirring.

The crowd in the square quieted down, and everyone's gaze turned toward the Chairman's podium behind the Viewing Platform.

Luojia walked to the center of the Chairman's podium.

"Citizens of the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance! Guests from the Bode Star System! Today is the third anniversary of the founding of the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance! Three years ago today, the Emperor signed the founding documents of the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance! Three years later today, we stand here to celebrate our unity! Our strength! Our victory!"

A thunderous cheer erupted in the square.

Luojia raised a hand, signaling for silence.

"Next, I invite the Emperor!"

The large doors behind the Chairman's podium slowly opened.

Yingzhou walked out, wearing a dark blue robe.

In the square, a million people simultaneously raised their hands and cheered.

"Long live the Emperor! Long live Human Civilization!"

Yingzhou walked to the center of the Chairman's podium and stood before the microphone.

His gaze swept across the sea of a million people in the square, and across the Alien representatives on the Viewing Platform.

"Citizens of the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance. Three years ago, the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance was founded. Three years later, the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance stands tall and unyielding.

It is not just by relying on the Primarchs leading troops to fight on the front lines; they have made indelible contributions to the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance.

But you have also made contributions—every citizen of the Xiuluo Holy Star, every worker laboring in the factories, every farmer tilling the fields, every child learning in the classroom, every soldier who sacrificed on the battlefield. You are the cornerstone of the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance."

Yingzhou's speech lasted for twenty minutes.

He spoke of the past of the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance, from a Gladiator Arena planet to rising as an interstellar power in the Bode Star System.

It was these facts that brought tears to the eyes of a million people.

As the speech ended, Yingzhou stepped back and bowed slightly.

In the square, a million people stood up simultaneously, erupting into thunderous cheers.

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

The sound continued for a long time, so long that some of the Alien representatives on the Viewing Platform began to feel uncomfortable.

They had never seen such a scene, never felt such power.

This was the power of Faith.

A million people, one single Faith.

No, not just the Humans before their eyes, but also those Humans they could not see.

Morus stood up and looked at the sea of people in the square.

"The Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance. Truly terrifying."