Chapter 483 Interstellar Rebellion 22
The time that follows.
For the small group of people at the top of the Central Star Karava Pyramid, it was the end of the world.
The central command center, a combat room protected by the highest level of physical defense and energy shields.
General Marcus, the supreme commander of the pro-war faction, was hysterically roaring at the holographic star map.
"What's going on with the Sky Eye Tower! Why can't we get in touch with it!"
"Where did that royal fleet come from?! Has the Third Prince abandoned the front lines?!"
"Is the Third Prince planning a rebellion?!"
"There are still jump points! Why are they blocked! Idiots! They're all idiots!"
His adjutant behind him was trembling with fear and dared not utter a single word.
Suddenly, the alloy door of the operations room silently turned into dust.
A figure strolled in leisurely.
Marcus turned around abruptly, about to angrily demand who dared to barge in.
But the moment he saw who it was, his pupils suddenly contracted. Behind the woman were more than a dozen faces that he knew all too well.
They are all top guardians of the Heavenly Eye Tower.
At this moment, their eyes were all vacant, like a group of soulless puppets.
"you……"
Marcus has just uttered one word.
Zhou Jue had already appeared in front of him. With a flick of his finger, a puppet talisman entered his body. All his anger and fear froze on his face, and then his eyes began to become dull.
...
Next, on the Kalava III floating continent, inside a heavily guarded underground base.
An elderly man dressed in a marshal's uniform was sipping red wine, watching the chaotic battle unfold on the screen with appreciation.
"That's about it."
He put down his wine glass, a confident smile spreading across his face.
"Once they've fought to the bitter end, it'll be our turn to clean up the mess."
"The Marshal is wise," the adjutant beside him said with a fawning smile.
"boom!"
The outermost defensive door of the base, along with the entire wall, was blasted open by a tremendous force.
A snow-white figure rushed in as fast as lightning.
"What is that?!"
The marshal was so startled that he stood up from his chair.
Jingbai landed on the ground, flicked its tail, and its golden pupils were full of hunting excitement.
Zhou Jue's figure appeared leisurely behind it.
......
After Zhou Jue wiped out the high-ranking officers of the marshal and the leading figures of the pro-suppression faction, the battlefield on Zhou Jue's side temporarily came to an end.
Without lingering, she moved with a thought and, along with Jing Bai and the puppet army composed of the enemy's supreme commander, vanished once more.
The outer orbit of the central star.
The "Executioner" fleet was frantically besieging Quartermaster 007 and his dozen or so men.
"withstand!"
"They slaughtered my city, killed my people, and destroyed my home!"
"This enmity is irreconcilable!"
"Even if we fight to the last man and shed our last drop of blood, we will make these traitors pay a bloody price!"
"Charge with me!"
007's eyes were bloodshot as he locked onto an enemy ship.
"Charge!"
A dozen or so people shouted as if they were a thousand troops.
Just as they were fighting for their lives, the enemy ships' gunfire mysteriously stopped.
Not only it, but the entire "Executioner" fleet, all its attacks, came to a standstill at that moment.
Unbeknownst to them, on the enemy's public channel, came the familiar, yet emotionless voice of their commander, General Marcus.
"All units, cease attack."
"Turn to target, friendly forces."
"Fire."
The entire battlefield fell into a moment of deathly silence.
The soldiers of the "Executioner" fleet could not believe their ears.
Then they saw their flagship turn its guns around and aim at their wingman.
Chaos, betrayal, massacre.
With the addition of Zhou Jue and her puppet army, the battle situation was instantly reversed.
Quartermaster 007 stared blankly at everything, watching those enemies who were ferocious just a second ago turn into fighting amongst themselves under the orders of their commander.
But they did not stop; instead, they took the opportunity to kill the enemy.
......
When Zhou Jue returned to the Sky Eye Tower with the NPC quartermaster and others, the gunfire from the Central Star had completely subsided.
Sulia's holographic projection appeared in front of her almost simultaneously.
Against her backdrop was the control console of the jump point, now adorned with the rebel flag, where countless soldiers were cheering.
She looked a little tired, but her eyes were as bright as stars.
"All jump points are under control."
Su Liya looked at Zhou Jue, then at the group of "big shots" with empty eyes behind him, and the "marshal" who had been thrown to the ground. Her pupils contracted slightly.
Sulia looked away and continued, "The command system of the pro-defense faction and the marshal's fleet has collapsed, and they have surrendered."
"The Third Prince is taking over the ground forces and stabilizing the situation."
She took a deep breath and asked the question that concerned her most: "How's it going on your end?"
“It’s over.” Zhou Jue nodded, then kicked the unconscious “Marshal” on the ground in front of Su Liya’s projection, as if kicking away a roadside rock.
"Here's the person; you can handle it yourself."
"However, I cannot give you the position of leader of the pro-suppression faction; I promised to give it to my friend."
After supporting the NPCs, Zhou Jue handed over the leader of the pro-war faction to the quartermasters. This person could be considered one of the criminals who had deprived them of their planet, and one of the main targets of the quartermaster NPCs' revenge.
“Okay.” Su Liya’s gaze lingered on the “Marshal” for a second before returning to Zhou Jue.
Zhou Jue continued, "We've taken down all the attackers, and we've also brought out the people from both sides' strongholds. Now all that's left is the data battlefield."
"001 and 2828 are having a final battle with the main system consciousness."
"Wait, 001? System 001?" Sulia asked in surprise.
"Yes, but... 066 burned himself out on the battlefield to advance, and now only a tiny ember remains, which I've temporarily hidden away, waiting for you to arrive..."
"What?" Sulia was somewhat flustered.
When 066 set off with the remaining rebels, it was with the determination to die, so it mobilized all its consciousness data. Although it did not unbind itself from the host, the host could not perceive the system's situation.
She had been afraid to ask, fearing she would hear the worst news, but now, she had indeed heard the bad news: her system was down to its last embers.
However, this is also good news: her system has survived with a sliver of hope.
"I'm coming right now! Wait for me!" Without waiting for any further information, Sulia hurriedly hung up the call.
After hanging up the communication, Zhou Jue led the NPCs, the puppet 'army', Jing Bai, the Listening Sea Beast, and the Old Tree back to the top of the tower.
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