Colonial Suit

Just as the old man and old woman were whispering to each other, a conversation was also taking place on the other side of the universe. The location was also on a floating island between two giant motherships.

However, these two motherships were not of the heavy metal style of human civilization, but a magnificent style, like a mythical palace. The first mothership was olive-shaped, equipped with streamlined wings on both the top and bottom. Especially above the mothership, there were hundreds of huge towers, its material was not metal, but a mysterious, indescribable substance. It emitted a golden light in the dark universe. Countless energy light spots flowed from the bow to the stern, highlighting the characteristics of energy civilization.

The other mothership was a bit strange, it was actually a tree magnified countless times. There were also fresh green branches and vines on it. No human creations could be seen on the trunk, only the original branches and leaves were simply woven, and giant nets covered the surface. In the middle of the nets, countless green lights flowed, like living things.

These two motherships were the representative works of energy civilization! The Woteng-class of the Mana Clan and the Amerk-class of the Elte Clan.

It should be known that there are various races in energy civilization, and their spaceships, buildings, civilizations, armaments, etc. all have their own characteristics. But no matter what, the Mana and Elte clans are the best among them. They are also rare cosmic nobles spanning the second and third worlds. Even other higher races in the third world must maintain the highest respect when facing them.

The meeting of the two clans' motherships would be enough to cause a shock in the third world.

However, these were no longer within the scope of consideration of the parties involved. At this moment, in the most magnificent temple in the center of the floating island, a conversation was taking place. The one presiding over this conversation was a brilliant figure of light on the throne of the temple.

Its whole body was shrouded in golden light, only a human-like shadow could be seen. But its aura spread throughout the entire hall like sunlight, making people feel sacred and solemn.

In the magnificent temple, its voice slowly spread, just like a supreme god.

"I'm here this time because of the remains."

The light figure's words were slow, but every character was full of absolute power, echoing in the temple like a great bell. "I heard that this time in the remains...we also have envoys entering..."

"Yes, Great Lord Brady." A figure in golden armor replied, then quickly instructed the people behind him. "Let the two envoys in, Lord Brady wants to question them personally."

"No...no need..." The light figure above interrupted the golden-armored man, then was silent for a moment. It seemed to be pondering something, and after a while, it spoke again.

"The past...even if there are more reasons, it is lost morning light. I have no intention of summoning two losers. Selto, immediately demote their envoy status."

"Lord!" The man named Selto was immediately covered in cold sweat. He did not expect that this lord would issue such a cruel order with just a few words. Demotion of the envoy is no small matter in the third world, it will directly cause the balance of power of several races.

However, he also knew that this Lord Brady was an unimaginable existence, so he only hesitated for a moment before lowering his head and respectfully said.

"Yes, please rest assured, Lord Brady."

"How...can I rest assured?" To Selto's surprise, the light figure above sighed. It seemed to be murmuring. "Don't you know? The human space mercenaries and space pirates...have already gathered."

"A group of descendants of low-level life, even if they gather, how can they disturb the great one, please don't worry. I will definitely send an envoy to destroy them in the universe," Selto said loudly, full of confidence.

Hearing his words, the light figure above seemed to be stunned for a moment, then silently watched him for a while. After a long time, it shook its head slightly. The light flickered.

"I...admire your courage..."

"Thank you, Lord."

"And stupidity."

"Uh?" Selto was stunned and his face turned pale.

This sentence was too much of a blow. If it were normal, even the lives of a planet could not extinguish his anger. However, facing this great and supreme Lord Brady, he did not dare to argue even a little. Not only did he not dare, but he also felt a trace of fear. He was afraid of causing the other party's suspicion.

However, the other party seemed to have noticed his apprehension and said quietly.

"Are you...doubting me?"

"I dare not," Selto's face changed, and he quickly said.

Don't look at him as a great envoy in the third world, but facing this supreme existence, he didn't dare to show even a trace of strangeness. That was not only submission to power, but also a test of faith. Any dissent would be considered heresy and would die without a burial place.

This is the Elte's civilization model, absolute theocracy!

Low-level combat personnel are called god attendants, mid-level are called god envoys, and high-level are called god's grace. No ambiguity is allowed in the concept of faith. Once overstepped, it is not as simple as punishment, it means infidelity to faith, and the destruction of the entire family and entire race is so deep that even Selto is afraid of it.

Absolute theocracy is not just something to listen to, it is a path of truly listening to God and believing in God. It is absolute obedience from the body to the soul, and no disobedience is allowed.

Lord Brady is a lofty grace walker, which means a grace person walking under the eyes of God. How could he imagine it?

Just thinking of this, Selto felt the energy in his whole body trembling, and from his heart to his body, he was unreservedly fearful and submissive.

In fear, he respectfully knelt on one knee, lowering his head below his chest.

"Please...give instructions, Lord."

"Hmm..." Brady seemed very satisfied with Selto's performance, pondered slightly. Then he spoke slowly.

"This incident is far more serious than you think. As far as I know, human civilization has mobilized countless resources and gathered powerful forces. Especially the space mercenaries and space pirates, even the stellar level have been dispatched. My child, do you know what this means..."

"Stellar...stellar level?" Selto was slightly stunned, then his face turned livid.

He now understood why Lord Brady was so serious. Human civilization actually sent out a stellar level, which was no joke. In fact, although the high-ranking races in the third world have always looked down on humans and low-level biological civilizations, they have always maintained vigilance and respect for their high-end power. The stellar level is precisely this formidable level.

It is no exaggeration to say that even a planetary human warrior, Selto can still maintain unreserved suppression. But for the stellar level, it is another matter. The stellar level is not an ordinary life, in a sense, they are already another form of life. It is no lower than energy life. At the same time, due to their tortuous evolution, any stellar level has terrifying energy. Combat experience is even more outstanding.

Unexpectedly...it has been valued to this point?

Selto thought silently, lowering his head.

"Please enlighten me, Lord."