The Death Knell

Earth 40K, in a secret dimension.

There is a magnificent castle here. In the center of the castle is a rotunda that leads directly to the patio. At the top of the hall, there is a circle similar to a theater box design. At this time, projections of the Eternals are standing inside.

This is the parliament hall. Although it has not been used for thousands of years, the technology left by the Celestial Group is so reliable.

At this time, behind each projection, they all represent an Eternal race located somewhere. Some of them reveal their true appearance, and some hide their heads and tails, but without exception, everyone carries a powerful aura.

The specific combat strength is another matter, but their momentum comes from their confidence in their abilities, which has been cultivated in the long history.

At this time, dozens of people were standing on the edge of their respective boxes, looking down at a suspended platform below, where a man wearing a green burqa was telling his ideas, and it seemed that he had been talking for a while.

"In short, the genes of the abnormal race are like filthy panels, scattered everywhere on the earth. In my opinion, the so-called mutants are the hybrids of the abnormal race and humans. They have sex for our earth and for the gods. Given our mission, I believe it is necessary to begin aggressively reducing the numbers of mutants and humans."

"We can continue to increase the intensity and frequency of purging abnormal races, Druids, but humans? They still live with the most basic material needs and have nothing to do with us at all." A projection spoke, and his outline looked like He was an ancient Egyptian pharaoh.

"Humanity is now more dangerous than the anomalous species. The earth has spent millions of years under our protection, but our elimination list omits this depraved species."

The druid stood on the suspended platform and took two steps left and right. He was not tall, but he had a strong aura. He always had a friendly smile when he spoke:

"Please let me show you the evidence I have collected to prove that humans are destroying the earth."

"Of course, please." The gods agreed. They also wanted to see what evidence the Druid had collected.

Then the Druid played them some human documentaries, such as whaling and shark hunting, white garbage strangling baby seals, annual changes in the thickness of the atmosphere, and the bloody battles between humans that looked like hell and demons. ah.

Then there are a series of chaos caused by superheroes, such as buildings collapsing, aliens invading New York, wormholes from different dimensions being opened, gamma radiation being played around, etc., all of which are messes that harm the earth.

Of course, Druid did not forget to show the crystallization of human technology, at least the trump card on the surface, which is the nuclear bomb.

After seeing the mushroom cloud rising in the documentary, turning two Japanese cities into ruins, the Druid's evidence display ended here.

"Not sorry!"

In the atmosphere of grief and anger, one projection knelt down and began to cover his face and cry. This was because he was ashamed that humans had caused harm to the earth and that the Eternals did not discover it in time.

Most of the other Eternals also feel sad, as if they can feel the pain of the earth.

"Okay, Duomo, please don't be sad. That happened seventy years ago. At that time, you were addicted to a key experiment. It's not your fault, it's all humankind's fault."

The druid comforted his brother softly, then he raised his hands and looked around in circles:

"So I suggest that we reduce the number of humans. The filthy genes of the abnormal races have begun to spread among humans. In order to avoid causing irreversible negative effects on our earth, we need to reduce the earth's population to one hundred people who are the same as us. , select clean and pure humans to stay and live with us, brothers and sisters, what are your opinions?"

"A meeting of this level should be chaired by Igris. You don't seem to have informed him at all, and Xina and Circe are not here either."

Some people have raised objections. Of course, the intelligence meeting needs to be led by the Eternal Supreme of the Eternal Race, and the Druid calling everyone to a meeting is more like a kind of overstep of authority.

Yes, the Druid is the person in charge of military action planning, but it does not mean that he can decide who the Eternals will go to war with.

"Ah, there is a reason for this. Please allow me to explain." Druid was waiting for others to bring up this topic. He looked distressed and covered his chest: "I didn't want to say it originally. You know, it pains me to betray my brother's secret, but I have to do it for everyone."

"What exactly? No one from Olympia came either."

Someone urged loudly.

"Everyone, please take a look!"

The druid released a three-dimensional projection. In the projection, Igris was having an intimate conversation with an anomalous tribe. Both parties were smiling and arm-in-arm, looking at the sea and having dinner together.

There is no need to continue looking, the air in the hall seems to have become cold all of a sudden.

"This is betrayal!"

"Our Eternal Supreme has betrayed our glorious mission!"

"God!"

Everyone was shocked at first, then angry, and then started talking and making noise.

The Eternals are like this, no one obeys anyone, they are a completely loose whole, and the only thing that connects them to each other is the ridiculous blood relationship.

But it didn't matter. The druid knew that his goal was achieved, because without him having to raise it himself, someone with a more impatient temper shouted:

"Depose him! Depose the traitor!"

"Ahem, then I will continue to preside over the meeting. Those who agree to remove Igris as leader, please raise your hands."

The Druid pretended to cough and naturally took over the hosting duties. The participants he selected today were not on good terms with Igris. How could anyone speak for him at this time?

I saw the projections of the Eternals stretching out their hands one after another and giving a thumbs up, which was a sign of approval.

They learned this gesture from the Celestials. A long time ago, any civilization that could get thumbs up would continue to exist. If the Celestials turned their thumbs upside down, it meant that the current civilization and race did not exist. value.

Except for the Eternals, the Celestials only shattered Pangea, destroyed the Eternals' cities, and killed 99% of their population, but they did not go through the process to judge whether the Eternals were still worthy of surviving.

So the Eternals have always believed that they are qualified.

"Very good, our number has exceeded half of the entire race. This vote is valid. Igris will be deprived of all positions from this moment on, and we will also hunt him down and imprison him in the exile area for punishment. His betrayal of us."

As the Druid spoke, he looked at everyone's projection, and all he received were nods or smiles in response, so he continued speaking logically and drew a pie for his compatriots:

"I am willing to succeed the Eternal Supreme, and I have a plan, a plan that will make the Eternals great again."