Chapter 409: Bande's Rebellion
In the royal city, less than ten minutes after Ksar finished speaking, he felt the activities of his people and couldn't help but reveal a look of satisfaction.
To the Greek Empire, he, the God Emperor, is the true God. All his subjects are like worker ants and soldier ants in an ant nest to him, the Realm Lord. They can be perfectly controlled by him and truly be as good as using one's own arm. He is the brain and nervous system of the entire Greek civilization, everything!
Many Greeks may have guessed that Ksar's purpose was to obtain the technology of the super-limit civilization, and even the secret of the only super-limiter, in order to prolong their own lifespans, but they had no complaints.
However, Ksar had another idea that no one had thought of.
The Greek civilization has been a void civilization for too long!
Any civilization will have an unstoppable momentum during its rise, but once it encounters a bottleneck in development and remains at the same level for a long time, it is likely to face a catastrophic disaster!
Moreover, if the master of this galaxy was still the Earth civilization when "that person" was still alive, then Ksar would not have any idea. But now this Earth remnant, which is only equivalent to a quasi-transcendence civilization, cannot stop Ksar from coveting their status...
Moreover, he believed that he was not the only one who had this idea. The top leaders of the other two of the three major void civilizations in the Milky Way - the Norton Silicon Federation and the Orlan Republic - would definitely have this plan!
You know, when it comes to the rise and fall of a civilization, there are no moral constraints at all. There is only survival, naked survival!
At this moment, a holographic screen suddenly popped up in front of Ksar, revealing the face of a slightly anxious Greek woman. It was Musa, the Prime Minister of the Greek Empire: "Your Majesty the Supreme God Emperor, you'd better take a look at this."
Then, a message from the Galaxy Broadcasting Network popped up in front of Ksar.
Classification: 1
Current recipient: Xingqingye Nest, the capital of the Greek Empire, receive immediately
Language path: Galaxy Red Star Language - Bande
From: Bande Nu, the 37th Colonial Planet of the Orlan Republic
Theme: Stand up, slaves!
Send to:
Galaxy Leap-Level Civilization and Reptile-Level Civilization Circle (Slaved Races are Prioritized)
Date: 19th day of the Galactic Unification Era 103458
Message content:
Oppressed slave races, stand up!
We are called slaves, ants, and crawlers, and we are trampled upon in every way by those so-called advanced civilizations that are high above us. The Galactic Covenant has long become a dead letter, and the prosperity of all races can only be seen in the most distant history.
Is it because we lag behind those advanced civilizations that we are treated as playthings, tools, and livestock to be slaughtered? What was the purpose of "that person" to overthrow the Silver Heart Empire and unify the entire Milky Way? For many years, we, the inferior civilizations, have been suppressed by the superior civilizations in the technical barriers and genetic barriers, unable to make any progress. Our children are born as slaves of the "superior" races, and our parents are nothing but dust until they die. As intelligent beings, are those so-called "superior" races nobler than us?
Fortunately, a star finally appeared that illuminated the entire galaxy, and that was Starship Earth!
During this period of time, we have all witnessed what Starship Earth has done. Those who were once called Earth's test subjects have successfully won their own freedom and challenged those high-ranking guys!
This is the dignity that a wise civilization deserves! Bande people salute them and express our highest respect with practical actions!
Today, we, the Bande people, defend our dignity with our lives, even if we will be killed tomorrow. But even if we fight to the last Bande and shed our last drop of blood, we are willing to do so!
Stand up, slaves!
Fight, slaves!
Seeing the last word, Ksar raised his lips and said with a smile: "Interesting... The Bande people... Aren't they one of the slave tribes of the Oran Republic..."
"Your Majesty, the 37th colony of the Oran Republic, where a large number of Bander slaves are located, rebelled ten hours ago. This information was sent out on the Galaxy Broadcasting Network an hour ago. They have now occupied nearly half of the continent of the 37th colony of the Oran Republic, and are still advancing. However, the Oran Republic's suppression fleet is about to arrive, and the commander of the fleet is Franklin, a domain master-level strongman."
"So, the outcome of this rebellion will not be in suspense." Ksar said with a bit of boredom. The strongest warrior among those rebellious Bande people was at best a ninth-level Star Apprentice warrior. Using a Domain Lord-level warrior was simply an overkill. "Musa, you specifically reported this news to me. There must be something else going on."
"Yes, Your Majesty, the Supreme Emperor, since the news of the Bande rebellion came out, according to the information from the intelligence network, there have been disturbances among the slaves in more than 30 colonies of our Greek Empire. The situation in the other two void civilizations is roughly the same. The leap-level civilizations that have slaves are now in some turmoil. At the same time, some voices have emerged from some ornamental reptile civilization planets isolated in the lower civilization circle, all of which support the Bande people..."
"Okay, no need to say any more. It's just a small disturbance. Compared with the several major battles in the history of the empire, it's nothing. After these Banders are exterminated by the suppression fleet of the Orlan Republic, things will naturally calm down. What we should pay attention to now is the whereabouts of Starship Earth. These minor things are not worth distracting us. I'm a little tired, you go." Ksar waved his hand impatiently.
His prime minister was being overly cautious.
Hearing this, Musa immediately showed a fearful expression on her face, bowed deeply to Ksar, and closed the holographic communication. Although she was the prime minister of the empire, her life and death depended on Ksar's mood.
"Rebellion? Haha..." Ksar looked at the starry sky in the distance and smiled contemptuously...
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The 37th colony of the Orlan Republic.
The surface of the entire planet has now turned into a huge battlefield. A large number of Bande people in ragged clothes and armed with simple weapons are charging towards the impregnable Orlan fortresses like a tide.
The Bande people have a pair of horns on their heads and a lot of criss-crossing lines on their faces. Their lower bodies are like horses, with four legs, and they look like roaring beasts.
The appearance of the well-equipped Orlans is closer to that of humans on Earth. This is also an effect caused by "that person" unifying the Milky Way 100,000 years ago. The appearance of a large number of advanced civilizations is intentionally or unintentionally close to that of ancient Earthlings.
The 37th colony was originally just a mining planet. About 2 billion Bandenu people who worked as miners and more than 1 million Orlan people who worked as supervisors and rulers lived on this planet all year round.
This is also the reason why the poorly equipped Bande people were able to temporarily gain the upper hand. Their rebellion was entirely based on their numerical advantage and was fought at the cost of human lives.
It took the death of about 20 Bande people to save the life of one Oran people. At this time, the remaining nearly 500,000 Oran people were all hiding in the impregnable fortress, resisting the attack of the Bande people.
Although these fortresses were impregnable and could not be conquered in a short time, the Bande people still advanced one after another, their thundering iron hooves pounding the ground, launching a suicidal charge towards the enemy's fortresses.
The reason for doing this is that the Bande people understand that if they cannot quickly seize control of the airport and space orbital weapons, when the Orlan suppression fleet arrives, they will only be greeted by a one-sided massacre, and will be slaughtered like livestock!
The control center of those key equipment is located in the fortress now occupied by the Oran people!
"For freedom, charge!" Outside the iron wall of the planetary orbital weapons control center, a Bande whose body was covered with bullets roared out the last words and fell down. Behind him, there were still Bande people holding light weapons, trying to use their lives to pass through the enemy's firepower network and reach the building.
But what greeted them were energy beams that were like the whip of death!
In the central desert of Planet 2, dozens of Bande people at the ninth level of Star Apprentice were besieging the only Star Master-level Orlan warrior on the planet. These Bande people at the ninth level of Star Apprentice were the leaders of the uprising, but now they had to fight the Star Master with all their might.
"You damn beasts! I, Florando, swear that I will hang you over the furnace and roast you bit by bit!" The Orlan Star Division warrior cursed while constantly resisting and attacking.
The 37th colony of the Orlan Republic was located in a very remote star field, and the slaves there were only at the level of Star Apprentices, and they were docile by nature, so the Orlan Republic's top leaders didn't take him seriously at all, and only made him a Star Master-level warrior the governor. However, for Florando, being the governor of such a barren mineral planet was simply a disguised exile, so he was always angry, but he could only vent his anger on these Bande slaves.
Who could have thought that these slaves would dare to rise up in rebellion!
Although he was a Star Master-level warrior, facing dozens of high-level Star Disciple warriors with skilled coordination, he could only defend himself for a while.
At this moment, a black spot suddenly appeared in the sky. At first, the black spot was only the size of a sesame seed, but then it quickly turned into a disk larger than the sun, and continued to grow. One could even see the densely packed energy cannons and jet nozzles at the bottom of the disk with the naked eye.
Immediately afterwards, hundreds of such black "disks" appeared in the sky, suspended in the sky like silent eyes.
Florando laughed, while the Banders around him looked horrified.
They knew that the suppression fleet of the Oran Republic had arrived!
