Above the gray fog

Apostle Galaxy.

Human race.

Scale 4 is an empty prison.

On a vast planet ruled by the human race, there is one planet that is co-governed by all races and is also the meeting place of the Human Circle Arbitration Organization.

This human circle is not the former human circle, but a human circle that includes hundreds of large areas.

Everything on this planet is prepared for the meeting of the Arbitration Body of the Human Sphere. All races living on this planet are ambassadors from all directions. Every building complex on this planet can be regarded as It's an embassy.

These embassies are in the shape of a ring, wrapping around the palace in the middle.

Looking from outside the palace, there are hundreds of high towers surrounding the palace. The high towers reach straight into the starry sky. Each spire shines with light of a different color, representing races from various major galaxies. The outer walls of the tower are made of a kind of light that shines like stars. Made of mysterious minerals, these towers are the only source of light for this planet, which does not revolve around a star. Instead, they used great means to stick out 'rivets' from the gray fog and fix them in the void.

In front of the palace gate is a wide starlight road. On the road leading to the core of the palace, there are various alien flowers and sculptures on both sides. There are heroic images of humans and other races, as well as those commemorating friendly relations with other races. As a work of art, representatives of different races from different galaxies walked slowly along this Avenue of Stars. Their costumes were colorful and they had different postures. They were followed by their respective entourages and guards.

Inside the palace, the space is large enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people without being crowded. On the huge central dome, there are detailed murals depicting the development history of various ethnic groups. The gems inlaid on the walls sparkle under the light, just like a real palace. Star, a huge ball of light hanging in the center of the dome, imitating the shape of the sun, emitting warm light and illuminating the entire venue.

In the center of the parliament hall is a magnificent circular conference table. The table top is made of specially processed transparent crystals, which can reflect the figure of each representative. Behind each seat, there is a huge light curtain, showing The name of the representative and the galaxy it represents.

Huang Liu sat quietly on his seat, casually looking at the various representatives he saw.

Less than a thousand people.

There are giants who are as tall as mountains, and their seats have been specially reinforced and enlarged to accommodate their huge bodies. There are also creatures with strange shapes. Their faces may be extremely beautiful or weird, but each of them exudes an unusual aura. Breath and power.

Only gods are qualified to sit at the venue, and the number of gods will directly affect their right to speak in the arbitration body of the human circle.

"Crack!".

The sound of the speaker's hammering was like thunder from the sky, announcing the continuation of the discussion. The speaker was a giant. He was as tall as a mountain. Each piece of golden armor was engraved with ancient war totems, which seemed to tell the story of endless conquests. years.

He stood motionless, like a golden statue, but his soul-piercing gaze made every god present feel a little pressure.

"I still stick to my previous answer. Although the parasitized person retains his soul, his essential humanity is no longer there," a figure stood out. His skin was as hard as bronze, wearing a crimson armor, and holding a symbol of destruction in his hand. Spear, with flames flashing in his eyes, every word he uttered was like the beating of a war drum, "If you pick up weapons, they are our enemies. This is war, and there is no humanity at all. If you lose, you will die, no matter what. You will not die, but your tribe will be destroyed by the regulators.”

"I don't agree." Another god, wearing a robe woven from light, stood up with a calm face. His hands were gently clasped on his chest with an elegant expression, "Do you still remember that the Arbitration Organization of the Human Circle is because What was it established for? The topics of the Human Circle Arbitration Institution cover a wide range of topics, from the security of various galaxies to trade to cultural exchanges. This all shows that the purpose of the Human Circle Arbitration Institution is to let the voices of every race have the right to be heard. , War is indeed a special period, but we cannot give up our principles because of the cruelty of war. If we give up humanity, what is the difference between us and the parasites? The moment we give up, we have already lost. "

The god in red armor snorted disdainfully, and struck his spear on the ground, sparks bursting out, "David Lu, you are thinking too far. No matter what happens in the future, we should do our best now." Preserving the strength of all ethnic groups while striving for victory does not mean giving up humanity, it means giving up the small to take the big. "

"Preserve strength?" The god in the light-woven robe smiled sarcastically, "Do you think we can preserve strength by sacrificing our morals and principles? War is short-lived, but our decisions will affect eternity. Our choices , will become a footnote in history, affecting every ethnic group’s view and trust of us. Any bad influence will take root within the alliance, and by then, the human circle arbitration institution will have no dignity.”

"Majesty depends on strength."

"No, majesty comes from the human heart."

The debate between the two gods became more and more fierce. The other gods seemed to have become accustomed to the quarrel between the two and began to express their own opinions. The interior of the council hall became noisy due to different opinions. Some nodded in agreement, some frowned and thought, and some Shaking his head in denial, the Speaker raised the heavy hammer in his hand again, preparing to silence the gods. There was a trace of expectation in his eyes. What the next path of the human circle will be, may be revealed soon.

...

Inside the wooden house.

Huang Liu stared at the tea in front of him.

"Huang Liu! Where is Changsheng?" A cold voice sounded outside the door. Tushan Anni pushed the door open and asked again, "Where is Changsheng?"

"Crack!"

The teacup that Huang Liu was staring at suddenly cracked in the middle, and the tea flowed down the table.

Huang Liu tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and the water that had already flowed to the ground began to flow back. Then, the teacup recovered, as if nothing had happened.

"Huang Liu?" Tushan Anni gradually narrowed his eyes, and a black dagger appeared in his hand.

Huang Liu trembled all over, looked up at Tushan Anni, and greeted him nonchalantly, "You're back."

"I'll ask you one last time, where is Changsheng?" Tushan Anni stuck the dagger in his hand into the table.

"The Human Circle Arbitration Agency has already reached a conclusion. In less than fifty years, the Supervisors have occupied three large regions, namely Basil Region, Pamu United States, and Uistreon, totaling nine star systems."

"The result of the discussion is to eliminate the parasites. The Alliance's army should have already encountered them by now."

"Is there no way to make them recover?" Tu Shan An Ni sat opposite Huang Liu, her fingers hovering over the handle of the dagger.