In the elegantly decorated room, a middle-aged man with gray hair and serious face stood straight in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, silently beating his eyes on the void outside the glass.

He knows,

In this endless void, two huge and extremely powerful fleets are in a state of exploding. If at this time someone creates such a small spark among these two extremely powerful fleets, then a huge war that can affect the 100 light-year space around the surrounding area centered on the two fleets will break out.

By then,

or,

Most of the lives within the 100 light-year range will disappear.

However,

Faced with such a terrible future, the middle-aged man did not feel any anxiety. On the contrary, the fuse that caused the huge war that was about to break out was his actions.

"Knock..."

A knock on the door sounded.

The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze that was cast into the void, closed his eyes slightly and said, "Come in."

"Swish."

As the automatic door opened, a young man in a white robe walked into the room respectfully.

"Article Archbishop."

The middle-aged man opened his eyes again, looked at the figure refracted on the glass through the reflection of the glass and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Yes, Archbishop, the VIP requested to see you."

"Oh? VIP?" The middle-aged man lowered his eyes and thought for a while, turned around and said, "Okay. Then, let's see him. After all, he is our VIP. If he neglects him, our great cause may be ruined."

Faced with the archbishop's joke, the young man just lowered his head respectfully and remained silent.

Half an hour later, the archbishop, who had put on a fairly formal robe, brought his group to a tightly guarded room. The VIP mentioned earlier was taken care of here.

The Archbishop and others did not hide their arrival, and the VIPs who were staying in the room would naturally learn about the arrival of everyone from the not-so-small movement.

No,

As the guard opened the door, the Archbishop saw the VIP sitting on the sofa with a calm expression, looking at the Archbishop and others standing at the door.

"Good luck." The VIP casually sorted out the corners of her clothes, stood up and nodded slightly.

"Happy to the Lord." After the Archbishop raised his right hand and signaled that others should not follow in, he stepped forward, walked into the room, walked to the VIP, stretched out his right hand, and said slowly: "Truth pursuit of religion, Archbishop Alto, the new General President of the Earth, His Excellency Ox Fales."

"Truth pursuit of religion?" After the Archbishop's self-introduction, the VIP, the new Earth-United Chief Ox Fales, changed slightly, and then returned to normal, but his attitude became cold. "Did you kidnapped me here? Hope the Archbishop of the Goddess Cult Alto!!"

Looking at the President Ox Fales who had a sudden change in attitude, Alto was not angry because he knew that no matter who was hijacked from a safe place by unknown armed people for no reason, he would not feel any favor with the hijacking party.

However, these changes will not hinder Alto's subsequent actions.

Because, in his plan, although the man in front of him is the president of the new unification of the earth, he is actually not his ace. The so-called president of the new unification of the earth is just a pawn and a bait in his plan.

Alto smiled slightly, raised his right hand, pointed to the sofa next to him, and said, "Hope Goddess Church, this name is really nostalgic! But the President, Hope Goddess Church has disappeared a few years ago. Now the only thing in front of you is the Truth Pursuit Church and the Archbishop who inherited the name of Alto."

"What's the difference? A few years ago, you had ill intentions and launched a rebellious war. After being defeated by our newly integrated legendary hero Major General He Wuming, he should have disappeared into the long river of history. Why should you appear in front of us again now!!"

As he spoke, Ox Fales was stunned for a moment, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He immediately looked at Archbishop Alto with sharp eyes and scolded:

"I understand! You hijacked me here, not to use some of the conditions that I threatened the new Earth's unification to agree to you. But to trigger a war!! A war that is enough to make the new Earth's unification fear it!!"

The smile on Alto's face became more and more intense, and a light flashed in his eyes, and he clapped his hands and said:

"I am worthy of being a man who can become the president. Although I don't know what you know, you guessed what you are about to discover. Although there is some deviation, our purpose is just as you said. The new integration of the earth, this decadent existence should have been under absolute power and surrendered!!"

"Absolute power?" Ox Fax frowned and then sneered: "Where do you have the power that you have lost the legacy of primitive civilization? The so-called Goddess of Hope is just a corpse-attached insect parasitizing on the corpses of primitive civilization!!"

"Yes! Although the Hope Goddess Cult was very prosperous a few years ago, it was just a trivial parasite in the final analysis. So they failed. They dissipated without resistance in front of the man who was a goddess." A hint of excitement appeared on Alto's face, and his voice rose.

"Now, do you want to do it again? Even if General He is not here now, you who have lost the legacy of primitive civilization are just humble existences!! You are just a group of whimsical madmen!!" Ox Fax put on a high-ranking attitude and looked at Alto.

Although Alto didn't like his lofty posture, he had to admit that the new earth unity, which had gathered 100 light-year warships in that void, did have the right to despise the current truth-seeking religion.

However, the ace in Alto's hands has never been weaker than the Goddess of Hope.

"His Excellency President, this meeting ends here. When we meet next time, I think you will know how to communicate with people equally." Alto did not refute Ox Farres' words, but gave up the idea of ​​continuing to argue and turned around and left.

But the moment Alto stepped out of the door, he left a sentence.

"His Excellency the President, the war has begun now. Even if you rely on He Wuming, the man who was the relative of the goddess, can no longer stop this war that is enough to cause the new integration of the earth to be severely damaged."

right.

The war broke out.

When Mark was inexplicably led the combined F fleet of the F fleet and the Seventh Fleet to escape from the FOLD, the first wave of conflict broke out with the 203rd Fleet and the new Earth union with all the forces gathered within 100 light years.

Thousands of warships fought the first battle from the confrontation in the vast interstellar space between the main fleets of both sides, which had a range of 0.5 light years.

Among the countless missiles that have risen in the air,

In a beam of light that could tear this void countless times,

The carrier-based aircraft of both sides broke out in fierce confrontation and fighting.

Every second and every minute, pilots from both sides will die in the hands of the enemy, and they will even be accidentally hit by stray bullets appearing from a corner, losing their lives without realizing it.

On the mothership,

On the flagship,

The icon that represents the pilot kept flashing and extinguishing.

On the battlefield situation chart, blocks representing their own formation constantly appear in gaps, and in the blink of an eye, they will be filled with reinforcements rushing up from behind.

Since the war started, in less than ten minutes, the battle situation has fallen into a state of anxiety.

Between the enemy and me, you are in me, and I are in you, for a moment, it is difficult to distinguish and resolve.

"Waste! A bunch of waste!! The first battle turned out like this. How can we fight the next battle?" In the flagship of the United Legion, a veteran with the rank of major general stared at the group of silent senior officers standing in front of him. The name of this veteran is Smirkov Ulyanov. The new integrated major general on Earth is known for his iron-blooded style and his combat style is also extremely brave. In the border galaxy, in addition to several high-profile generals, this veteran can be regarded as a sea-like sword needle.

"General Smirkov. We don't know what the enemy has. Besides, the squadron sent out has not yet been heard back. I'm afraid they may have encountered an unexpected situation. So, in this case, we cannot send too many troops." Among these senior officers at the lowest level of lieutenant colonel, one of the youngest lieutenant colonels, was only in his thirties, but also the youngest, who could only explain with a grim teeth at the warning of his colleagues.

"So what? Is it possible that the fleet will never come back in our lifetime, and our joint legion, which has gathered for 100 light years, will only send small teams to play house games with those Geralt rebels?" The veteran slapped the table and roared in a rainbow of voices.

In an instant,

The momentum erupted from the veteran made the group of senior officers take a step back involuntarily.

"But..." It was the officer just now. He continued to bite the bullet and continued to say helplessly at the gesture of his colleagues: "But the reconnaissance team we sent did not capture the whereabouts of the squadron. In this case, we were unable to send more troops to the front line. Otherwise, we would not be able to deal with it in time when encountering a sneak attack."

"Pediatric!! Big boy, how old are you!! Did you scare merely 400,000 warships? A bunch of stinky brats without eggs!" When the veteran heard this extremely conservative suggestion, he was brave and cursed.

The group of senior officers in front of him were helpless and had to obediently endure the pain of the veteran's loud voice, and silently waited for the end of suffering.

Fortunately, this group of senior officers did not get caught by the veteran for an hour or even for several hours as before. A sudden news dispelled the idea of ​​continuing to teach these incomparable senior officers a lesson.

"A bunch of bastards! Get out of here! Let's arrange it! Our reinforcements are here!!"

"Reinforcement?!" The officers seemed to have not recovered from being squirted by the veterans, with a confused look on their faces. They seemed to remember that there should be no reinforcements within 100 light years around them, right?
Chapter completed!