Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 1446 - 820: Gu Hang’s Arrival (Part 2)
Chapter 1446: Chapter 820: Gu Hang’s Arrival (Part 2)
The way Gu Hang arrived caused a fracture in time—just a moment ago, the area was filled with shrieks, and the next instant, all sounds were swallowed by an absolute-zero-like silence.
Alvin felt as if both of his hearts had simultaneously stopped beating.
The figure that appeared countless times in various Alliance promotional videos suddenly emerged, standing between Mirorilla and Alvin.
“You’ve done well.” Gu Hang turned his head slightly, smiling as he looked at Alvin.
From his profile, Alvin felt that the Governor’s eyes were like stars. His voice, like a warm spring breeze, suddenly blew in, causing Alvin’s previously almost stopped heart to beat again.
However, these feelings were completely different in the hearts of the Interstellar Warriors from the Oath of Remembrance on the opposite side.
Mirorilla was now only filled with shock.
Why was Gu Hang here?
There had never been any intelligence mentioning that Gu Hang came to the battlefield on the Southern Line of the Dark Side Expedition!
How could he possibly appear on the ship of the Oath of Remembrance?
After a moment of shock, Mirorilla gritted his teeth and grabbed the Holy Artifact Sword in his hand, charging at Gu Hang.
Regardless of the reason, the person was now in front of him. It’s said that Gu Hang is a top-tier psychic; what must be done now is to close in on him before he has a chance to display his terrifying spiritual powers that even Holy Terra fears, and then slay him with one strike.
Perhaps, he only had this one chance for a strike.
Alvin, who was just basking in the spring breeze, saw Mirorilla’s swift charge.
His eyes widened instantly, shouting ’Watch out!’, and he pushed off his feet, intending to rush forward to block the strike for the Governor.
But his burst speed was much slower than Mirorilla.
He had only taken his second step when Mirorilla had already crossed half the distance to Gu Hang.
Alvin was already shouting ’No’ in his heart, but the next moment, he awkwardly froze in place.
Because he saw that the aggressively charging Battle Group Leader from the Oath of Remembrance was also frozen.
Gu Hang merely lifted his hand and made a grasping motion in the air, and Mirorilla became immobilized. The Holy Artifact-Redemption Sword, repeatedly mentioned in the battle group’s history, began to disassemble, with the single eye on the sword hilt deconstructing.
The Grand Mentor’s scream turned into silence just as it left his mouth; his Fine Work Power Armor, inlaid with numerous medals and patterns, was being formatted both physically and systemically.
As Shaga knelt on one knee, the spark unleashed by the Spiritual Crown extinguished into a data stream three meters around the Governor. Alvin saw Mirorilla’s flesh starting to assume some form of perfection—each cell dividing according to the golden ratio, each drop of blood undergoing fractal iteration, this ’ordering’ beyond physical laws being more terrifying than any form of torture.
“Why…” The Grand Mentor’s voice cords emitted a grinding gear-like noise amid the ordering process, “You are no human… Your kind of existence… How could you submit to humans…”
The Governor glanced over Mirorilla’s fractal crystalline body and chuckled lightly: “Don’t misunderstand the causality; it’s not about submitting to humans; I am human. This is merely the next stage of spiritual energy evolution; how would it change my essence as a human?”
Gu Hang said this without a trace of redness in his cheeks.
The Emperor still says he’s human every day, so why shouldn’t I?
Mirorilla still wanted to retort, but it was no longer meaningful. As the light in his eyes flickered for the last time, the image remaining on his retinas was not a vision of reality, but countless self-replicated Gu Hangs, folding the imaginary universe into a shape he desired, as if it were a toy. Just before his consciousness dissipated, he understood—true terror is not chaotic disorder, but the chilling rationality that can compress infinite possibilities into an absolute formula.
And after his consciousness disappeared, several fragments of spiritual light were absorbed into Gu Hang’s hand.
As his gaze scanned the entire battlefield, almost every veteran of the Oath of Remembrance found their bodies immobile.
The Governor turned and walked toward the airlock door with a pace precise to the nanosecond; the folds of his administrative robe seemed to flow with the projection of the Milky Way’s spiral arm.
“Clean it up.” The order was accompanied by a quantum-level psychic pulse, causing the servos of all remaining traitor power armors to suddenly execute a self-destruct protocol, leaving the power armor as nothing but empty shells, gutted scrap metal.
When Shaga got up from the ground, the Spiritual Crown on his head had already dispersed, revealing his delicate face after removing his helmet. He looked in the direction where the Governor disappeared, murmuring something with devoutness.
And Alvin, after coming to his senses, led his Brotherhood members to execute the Governor’s command.
The roar of blast bomb guns resounded again, but this time for execution shots at the cores of the traitor power armors. As Alvin smashed the Warhammer heavily into the trembling bodies of each traitor, he suddenly realized that water vapor was condensing on his visor display—having witnessed that absolute power transcending reality and illusion, even the gene-modified hearts of Interstellar Warriors required time to steady.
Moreover, he observed that with every Oath of Remembrance veteran eliminated, a few points of light would emerge from their bodies, drifting in the direction of the Governor’s departure.
Alvin didn’t know what those were; he was deep in thought.
At this moment, Shaga suddenly held Alvin’s shoulder plate, with unprecedented seriousness in his words: “Never question all ’truths’; if you must know one, hold fast to the belief: fighting for Gu Hang is fighting for humanity.”
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The Emperor still says he’s human every day, so why shouldn’t I?
Mirorilla still wanted to retort, but it was no longer meaningful. As the light in his eyes flickered for the last time, the image remaining on his retinas was not a vision of reality, but countless self-replicated Gu Hangs, folding the imaginary universe into a shape he desired, as if it were a toy. Just before his consciousness dissipated, he understood—true terror is not chaotic disorder, but the chilling rationality that can compress infinite possibilities into an absolute formula.
And after his consciousness disappeared, several fragments of spiritual light were absorbed into Gu Hang’s hand.
As his gaze scanned the entire battlefield, almost every veteran of the Oath of Remembrance found their bodies immobile.
The Governor turned and walked toward the airlock door with a pace precise to the nanosecond; the folds of his administrative robe seemed to flow with the projection of the Milky Way’s spiral arm.
“Clean it up.” The order was accompanied by a quantum-level psychic pulse, causing the servos of all remaining traitor power armors to suddenly execute a self-destruct protocol, leaving the power armor as nothing but empty shells, gutted scrap metal.
When Shaga got up from the ground, the Spiritual Crown on his head had already dispersed, revealing his delicate face after removing his helmet. He looked in the direction where the Governor disappeared, murmuring something with devoutness.
And Alvin, after coming to his senses, led his Brotherhood members to execute the Governor’s command.
The roar of blast bomb guns resounded again, but this time for execution shots at the cores of the traitor power armors. As Alvin smashed the Warhammer heavily into the trembling bodies of each traitor, he suddenly realized that water vapor was condensing on his visor display—having witnessed that absolute power transcending reality and illusion, even the gene-modified hearts of Interstellar Warriors required time to steady.
Moreover, he observed that with every Oath of Remembrance veteran eliminated, a few points of light would emerge from their bodies, drifting in the direction of the Governor’s departure.
Alvin didn’t know what those were; he was deep in thought.
At this moment, Shaga suddenly held Alvin’s shoulder plate, with unprecedented seriousness in his words: “Never question all ’truths’; if you must know one, hold fast to the belief: fighting for Gu Hang is fighting for humanity.”
