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    Chapter 131 Ultimate Paradise (5)

    Back in time more than four hours ago.

    The melee in Aslan Star City continued, the starship Palm hovered above the dusk clouds, and His Royal Highness Lean personally escorted Colonel Jiang down the gangway.

    They stopped halfway through, and Lean pulled the person next to him and asked him how to fight the next fleet battle in Yuyu.

    Jiang Jianming reluctantly put on his military cap and sighed, "Your Highness, you were once one of the top commanders of the first fortress, right?"

    "Nominally," Ryan said. "I don't take care of anything, nor have I ever commanded a fleet... give me some advice."

    Jiang Jianming smiled bitterly, thinking in his heart that he had commanded the fleet before?

    He is just an ordinary disabled human military cadet. His Highness Prince Chu has made such a virtuous gesture to discuss the war situation with him. It is really a mistake.

    But now is not the time to refute this, Jiang Jianming thought for a while and said, "Then let me tell you a little bit of my personal thoughts, it may be more subjective, you can look at it for reference."

    "Although this crystal religion is dangerous, it should not be some kind of large-scale and intricate organization. I guess there shouldn't be too many people at the top of them."

    "The last interstellar ambush, the New Year's Rebellion, and the attack on the Empire are all very important strategic actions for the Crystal Cult. It is a bold assumption that these actions are carried out by a limited number of high-level officials, and may even be led by the same person.”

    Jiang Jianming's eyes were calm, and he spoke slowly, with a reassuring power in his tone.

    "If so, I can roughly deduce this opponent's tactical style."

    Ryan looked at him deeply, listened carefully, and motioned him to continue with his eyes.

    Jiang Jianming: "This person has a sinister mind and should be very good at careful layout. He likes to take the right time, place and people into account, and kill the opponent's retreat one by one, and lay a net of heaven and earth."

    "But this kind of plan, because the layout is too dense, will affect the whole body, but it is not easy to turn around. Once the tight net is broken and it jumps out of the opponent's plan, the opponent will not be able to make up for it in time. ."

    Lai Anxin understood and whispered: "You want to say that our opponents are good at layout, but not good at adapting."

    Jiang Jianming smiled at him gently, nodded and said, "Your Highness is wise."

    "It's just that now I am in the dark and the enemy is in the dark, so the next two key points in the decisive victory are 'seeing the game' and 'breaking the game'. As long as we can find a breakthrough that exceeds the enemy's expectations, we can win."

    They walked up again, and the aircraft was already parked on the taxiway in front of them.

    "...You have to go to the enemy's nest." By this time, Lean's expression was a little ugly, and he said with a sullen face, "Can't you stay and help me?"

    Jiang Jianming shook his head and gently held Ryan's wrist, "Your Highness, you will definitely win."

    At that time, the bright red sunset hung in front of the two of them. The crown prince saw from the look of the crippled human being in front of him that he had made up his mind.

    I just didn't expect that would be kissed later.

    It was so soft on the lips, and a little cruel when it was pulled away.

    Now, the crown prince is sitting alone in the mecha, playing with the wrist device left by his lover with his fingers.

    Opposite is Old Marshal Chen's communication projection. Ryan pondered for a long time before speaking: "I will send a team of small starships out to me, at least 300 ships, equipped with the most lethal cannons and high-attack mechas."

    Old Marshal Chen glared and shouted: "Your Highness, you are so embarrassing for the old man, where can you free up another army now!"

    Ryan: "That's your problem, teacher. It's impossible for such a big empire to squeeze out a few hundred starships, hurry up."

    Old Marshal Chen: "What will your Highness do with this team?"

    "Be a one-hit assassin," the crown prince stood up, his expression as cold as iron. "Since you still can't see the enemy's layout, then use Celine's army as a bait to make the enemy move."

    Another praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

    The so-called soldiers are deceitful, and those who play with the truth are called battlefields. Now even the army thinks that His Royal Highness is "passed away by anger", that's just right.

    These are all... little tricks he learned from that cunning, wicked, cruel human being.

    Ryan suddenly lowered his eyelashes, thinking of Jiang Jianming's moment, a tingling pain and unreasonable panic passed through his heart again.

    Old Marshal: "Your Highness?"

    Lean's expression became gloomy, his palm tightly clasped the wrist device, and he said dumbly: "...I'm worried about him."

    Jiang Jianming's current status is special, if Crystal Sect kills him rashly, it will be a waste of resources.

    Therefore, Jiang Jianming insisted that his life would not be in danger. Even if there are variables, he has other ways.

    but……

    His Royal Highness's pair of emerald eyes darkened, but there was no danger to life.

    According to normal people's thinking, the kidnappers will not deliberately torture the hostages before they really threaten. However, the shocking conversations from the monitor refreshed his understanding, and the Crystal Cult was probably all a bunch of anti-human lunatics.

    Not life-threatening, but what if other bad luck happened?

    The other end of this universe.

    Inside the starship, there was a very faint smell of blood.

    Su's face was cold, and he slowly retracted his hand. Where his fingers were pulled away, the sharp real crystal penetrated the soft chest of the disabled human alive.

    "cough……!"

    Jiang Jianming shuddered violently, and almost instantly, the blood foam that had choked into his throat overflowed the corners of his lips.

    Beside, Lauren frowned. But obviously, Su's move was approved by the archbishop, so he didn't speak either.

    Boom!

    Jiang Jianming swayed, and one knee hit the ground first.

    But by this time, the severe pain had completely traveled through the nerves of his body, and he was completely unable to maintain his balance, and then he slanted down again, and fell heavily on the cold floor.

    Su Ju looked at him condescendingly, slowly raised his right foot, and stepped on the sharp object that penetrated the chest cavity of the disabled human: "Are you here to join us?"

    Jiang Jianming's pained eyes were scattered with cold sweat, and he breathed thinly with his blood-stained lips open, unable to say a word.

    Pain... He was lying on the cold ground, his teeth creaked and his real crystals penetrated into his body. For the disabled human beings, this was not just the pain of the trauma itself.

    "No." Su shook his head.

    As he spoke, he bent down and held the tip of the real crystal, "Your eyes tell me that you are not the one who will accept the coming of the ultimate."

    "But you came here, and you must be mentally prepared."

    The next moment, Su clenched the sharp thorn tightly, and roughly pulled it out from Jiang Jianming's chest, and blood splashed immediately!

    "Ugh...!"

    Jiang Jianming was forced to widen his eyes painfully, his upper body tensed up.

    He was pulled forward by the force, and then fell to the ground again, his five fingers twitching tightly on the shirt on his chest, and blood gurgled out from there.

    "Chaos," Su looked back at Lauren, "Go get the beam therapy device and tranquilizer, and get a few more awake shots. Then it's none of your business here."

    He turned to Jiang Jianming with no emotion in his eyes, "Don't be suspicious, I have no other intentions, I just want to torture you to death next."

    "Unfortunately, the Crystal Cult doesn't care about your life."

    Before starting, Su deliberately turned off the light.

    There was a sticky sound in the darkness, the sound of human flesh being torn and stirred.

    The crystal bone turned into a shape full of spikes, stabbed down towards the victim's abdomen, lifted it up again, and sometimes twisted it deeply for half a turn, or a full circle.

    For a long time, only this chilling sound continued.

    For the disabled, the most feared torture tool in the world is the crystal bone.

    When the crystal bones that wantonly scatter the violent crystal particles approach, the severe pain is deep into the soul.

    In the pitch blackness where he could not see his fingers, Jiang Jianming could only endure it with his back arched, his breathing became disordered at first, and after less than a minute, fine moans began to leak from the bloody lips and teeth.

    But the movement of the crystal bone piercing and pulling it only became more rough, and every time it brought a lot of splashing blood, and a few minutes later, the broken bones were also picked out.

    Until a certain moment, the tortured person finally collapsed and let out an almost shrill scream.

    In the darkness, blue veins burst out on the struggling white wrist, and it was quickly splattered with blood.

    Outside the bridge, the members of the Crystal Cult walked as usual with expressionless faces. Even though the screams continued, there was not even a single stop to turn around.

    The abuse lasted for more than two hours, which was more than a hundred minutes, but Jiang Jianming had lost the concept of time halfway through.

    Even passing out is a luxury.

    After the shock is over, the person is woken up with more intense pain stimulation;

    The beam therapy device would quickly seal the wound. He even received a blood transfusion halfway through, and then continued to suffer. The empire stipulated that the limit for tranquilizers was a maximum of three injections at a time. Jiang Jianming had five or six injections before and after, maybe more.

    He had been rudely given too many drugs, and the side effects were so severe that he almost vomited out of his stomach.

    When he vomited to the point where he couldn't even spit out acid water, the disabled human seemed to have completely lost his mind. His eyes were scattered and unfocused, his cracked lips opened and closed, and he nervously murmured nonsense that no one could hear.

    "It looks like it."

    Su sneered in the dark and glanced at the vital signs data: "Don't worry, it's still early."

    The torture that lasted for more than two hours started in the dark and ended in the dark.

    There was no sound for the last ten minutes. Not even the faintest struggle and whimper, there was a dead silence.

    Su turned to turn on the light.

    The light flickered, re-illuminating the starship.

    The disabled human fell to the ground, eyes closed, blood dripped unconsciously on the tip of his lips, and he was already unconscious.

    Under the torture, Jiang Jianming's several ferocious wounds were mixed with blood. Su reached out his hand to brush away his black broken hair, the cheeks wet with cold sweat were as pale as snow, and even more deadly with decay.

    The awake needle has expired.

    Now, no amount of painful stimulation can wake him up.

    Su looked back at Gaius, and the archbishop nodded.

    So Su bent over, stretched out his arm, and grabbed Jiang Jianming's throat.

    Jiang Jianming was like a doll that was taken off the line, and he was tossed with others. His expression showed the pain of suffocation, his pale lips were shaking, his Adam's apple was wriggling up and down, and he instinctively wanted to breathe but couldn't.

    Junxiu's face quickly turned blue and purple, a mournful and weak cry rang in his throat, and his body twitched slightly.

    However, even if the gate of life was so grasped, he couldn't open his eyes, and it seemed that he didn't even have the strength to wake up from the coma.

    Su shook his head and finally let go.

    Jiang Jianming fell back to the floor feebly. The suddenly unblocked throat brought in the rain-like air, he coughed violently, his body twitched to death, and more blood gushed out, looking extremely frightening.

    "His Excellency the Archbishop."

    Su was silent for a few seconds and came to a conclusion: "He really doesn't have any resistance, I can kill him at any second."

    The man paused, lowered his head and said, "In that case, perhaps as Chaos said, it is more valuable to keep his life."

    Gaius was calm from beginning to end: "Well, then do it like this."

    "but……"

    Su hesitated for a moment, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he put his hand on his chest: "I still stand by my opinion, Your Excellency Archbishop. Chaos is good at manipulating people's minds. What he sees is the successful control of a 'light of the disabled', 'Empire'. The benefits brought by the Crown Princess'; while I played with the situation, what I saw was Jiang Jianming's tactical and strategic talents, as well as willpower... He is terrible."

    "Take the torture just now," Su said in a low voice, "an ordinary disabled human being is under my crystal bone, let alone for two hours, if you hold on for twenty minutes, your mind will collapse; if it lasts for an hour, the pain will Sudden death is not surprising; but he has survived until now."

    "Now he has not really taken control of the military, but the empire has begun to pay attention to this person. Once the tiger returns to the mountain, the hidden dangers of the future..."

    "Do you think," Gaius suddenly turned around with a pale face, "Could he be Dawn Aslan?"

    "!" Su suddenly stopped, a look of horror appeared on his face, and he turned back quickly.

    His eyes fell on the fainted disabled human again, with a different complex meaning.

    "We have assumed that both 'Garcia' and 'Ryan' are the bases of the Great Emperor, and the former appeared almost at the same time as the latter died. What does this mean?"

    Gaius slowly narrowed his eyes and turned to look at the starry sky outside the starship.

    Su slammed his head down, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Yes, this shows that the emperor performed a second mental consciousness projection immediately after the death of the first base body."

    He swallowed and his voice tightened: "This is almost... unimaginable... Not only is it technically difficult to achieve, but it also requires the projector himself to have a mental strength that is a hundred times greater than that of ordinary people to withstand it."

    Gaius: "Commander Aslan passed away at an early age, but what if the Black Shark Base retained his body and secretly performed consciousness projection?"

    "This Colonel Jiang, whether it is talent or personality, is not like an ordinary person, we can have a little doubt."

    "And you just said that this man has terrible willpower."

    Gaius turned around, and the white robe swayed with it. He pursed his lips like a smile, but said faintly, "If Aslan can also perform a second consciousness projection and kill Jiang Jianming...it won't help."

    Su instantly understood, and continued, "—It's better to use this person's current status as much as possible, isn't it, Your Excellency Archbishop?"

    Gaius bent the corners of his eyes and lips, and made a look of admiration.

    "Very well, then next, I will give you other tasks."

    Su bowed his head deeply again, he knew that His Excellency the Archbishop would not have any joy, and the reason for smiling was just to take care of a mortal like him who could not get rid of his emotions.

    "Yes, Your Excellency the Archbishop."

    He closed his eyes and said reverently, "For...for our ultimate."

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