Chapter 1462
Desla!
Chapter 1462 Desla!
The moment he stepped onto the bridge, Albert Desla had a friendly smile on his face.
Admiral Demel of the Gamilas Empire, who was pointed at by multiple guns and unable to move at all, was in charge of leading the expedition fleet to support the solar system. He looked at the figure with unpredictable means and sighed slowly.
"Long time no see! Desla... President. You are still alive after all."
Hearing that Demel still called him the President, Desla raised the corners of his mouth slightly and spoke loudly.
"Yes! It took some twists and turns, but I am still alive to meet you, Demel."
Demel glanced at Desla, and then he turned his gaze to the young figure following behind Desla.
Black, green skin, cold eyes.
Demel is no stranger to the image created by the combination of these factors.
In fact, in his past life, he had once been a strong rival of Demel in his military career.
"It seems that President Desla has received help from the Gatlantis Empire. This person should be the envoy of the Gatlantis Empire?"
Desla let out a small chuckle.
"Haha. Yes. As expected of General Demel. This is Mir, the envoy assigned to me by Emperor Zoda of the Gatlantis Empire."
After a pause, Desla spoke casually.
"According to our understanding of Gamilas, this Messenger Mir has a genetic connection with Emperor Zoda."
Demel raised his eyebrows and sneered.
"Oh, really? It seems that Emperor Zoda thinks highly of President Desla!"
"Of course. Thanks to Emperor Zoda's appreciation, as long as you and I can complete the tasks assigned by Emperor Zoda, our hometown will not be threatened in any way!"
"Any... threat..."
Demel's eyes flashed and he looked into Desila's eyes.
But there was nothing unusual about the other party.
Demel snorted coldly and turned to stare at Mir.
"It seems that you, the Gatlantis Empire, have made Albert Desla a running dog of yours!"
Mil, the envoy of the Gatlantis Empire, glanced at Demel without any expression, but just looked at Desla.
"President Desla. Your plan has been successful. The Gamilas fleet now belongs to you. Now, you should take action and show your resolve to Emperor Zoda."
After saying that, Mir added another sentence.
"Emperor Zoda is expecting so much from you."
Upon hearing this, Desla smiled slightly, raised his right hand, signaled the soldiers to take Demel and the people who followed Demel's command away, and then spoke loudly.
"Of course! Mir-kun. You don't have to doubt my determination. As long as Emperor Zoda and the Gatlantis Empire can fulfill my wish, I am willing to become the blade in the hands of Emperor Zoda and stab the enemies who are against Emperor Zoda."
"Then I will look forward to your performance, President Desla."
"Haha. Then, how about you, Mir-kun, come back with me to the Desla, complete the last jump, and become the sword that pierces the enemy's heart?"
"Extremely happy!"
Soon after, under the command of soldiers and officers loyal to Desla, the Gamilas expeditionary fleet that came from afar began to enter the final process before the jump.
"Bah!"
The moment the heavy shackles were unlocked, they fell heavily on the table, making everyone's heart tremble.
"This is really scary. General Demel. How did you know that President Desla is still alive?"
After rubbing his wrists which were a little painful from the shackles, Fomt Bagg looked at Demel, who had also experienced the shackles, and asked.
"It was a notification from Mr. He Ming, and him."
"he?"
When everyone present heard He Ming's name, they suddenly understood.
But then, I felt confused again.
From Demel's words, it seemed that someone else had sent a message to Demel.
Demel nodded and then clapped his hands.
As the applause died down, a thin figure with a scar piercing through his left eye, splitting his left face in two, looking particularly hideous and frightening, opened the door and saluted to Demel.
"General Demel, Aris reports to you!!" Demel nodded and introduced him to everyone.
"This is Aris. After President Desla left the Gatlantis Empire's white comet, he somehow managed to fake his death and escape the Gatlantis Empire's envoy's surveillance. He was then discovered by our reconnaissance fleet, which was able to deliver the news about President Desla to me."
"suspended animation?!"
Everyone was shocked.
What exactly is the white comet?
When Demel formed the expeditionary fleet, he had already informed all officers of the relevant information.
Unexpectedly, there are people who can escape by faking their own death.
"No. Actually, it wasn't a fake death. I really died once, and that's how I managed to avoid the temptation of the Gatlantis messenger."
Ares did not have any proud look on his face, but instead looked unusually calm.
Such an attitude of disregarding life and death shocked the officers of the Gamilas fleet, including Fomt Bagge.
"If you can join the fleet, I believe there will be a place for you in the future. Aris."
"Yes! Thank you very much for your appreciation! Colonel Fumte!"
"Alright! Enough of reminiscing! Now, my fleet, under the leadership of President Desla, will directly jump to the coordinates closest to the center of the Ark of Destruction, and then launch a fierce attack on the Ark of Destruction, causing it to fall into complete chaos!"
After Demel made some simple arrangements, he asked everyone to leave the cell and carry out their orders.
As for how to deceive the envoy of the Gatlantis Empire, it depends on Desla's own performance.
Demel has cooperated as needed.
What Desla decides to do is up to him.
“Desla. Let me see if the man who bears the name of Desla is truly willing to put the fate of our home planet above his own life!”
On the bridge of the Desla.
"President Desla, why did you order the jump immediately?"
After following Desla back to the Desla, Mil discovered that the other party did not order the final jump.
"Mir-kun, have you ever commanded a fleet in combat?"
Desla asked back.
"No. Our Gatlantis Empire has countless outstanding generals. In front of them, I am still far from being able to command a fleet."
Mir responded coldly.
"is it?"
Desla gradually revealed a smile.
"So, Mil-kun, are you interested in coming with me to see the upcoming battlefield?"
There was a hint of doubt in Mir's eyes, but he still responded coldly.
"I am merely conveying to the Great Emperor exactly what I saw."
"Oh, really? It seems that Mil-kun has a clear idea of his position. Whatever."
Desla paused and continued.
"I heard that the humans on Earth are using some strange tactics to launch a special offensive against the fleet of the Gatlantis Empire. So far, it seems that there have been quite a few mutineers in your fleet?"
"That is nothing but a vain and useless emotion. This vain emotion is undoubtedly poison to us Gatlantis people. Therefore, the Gatlantis fleet, which is now controlled by these vain and useless emotions, has become a pollutant that taints the Gatlantis Empire Fleet."
There seemed to be a slight change in Mil's eyes, and he looked at Desla who was standing in front of him.
"President Desla, how about you remove the pollutants?"
A fierce light flashed across Desla's eyes, and he spoke loudly.
"If this is Emperor Zoda's wish, then I will fulfill it 100 percent."
After saying that, Desla suddenly raised his hand and pointed forward.
"In the name of Desla, all fleets, target, destroy the Ark, jump!!!"
(End of this chapter)