Universe Infinite Canteen

"Your friend is right," Ivan VI said, "We were once the most courageous and warlike race in the entire multiverse."

"Once?" Malu grasped the key point.

"Yeah, until we met those guys."

"Who are those guys...are they from the Major League?"

"Compared to them, the MLS coalition forces are like one-month-old babies."

A rare look of fear appeared on Ivan VI's resolute face.

"They are the eaters of the multiverse, the end of all things, the destroyers of stars, the black hands that set off the tide of chaos, the messengers of heat death, the keys of destruction of the wheel of time and space, and the undertakers of all cosmic civilizations."

"So... there are 7 people on the other side?"

“No, this is a summary of them. Their military is no less numerous than ours, and is still growing rapidly. Their strength is also superior to ours.

"We have been fighting them for a year and a half. At the beginning, both sides won and lost, but in the last two times, our front line began to be untenable, and we have lost more than 60% of our men.

"If we continue fighting, our clan will be wiped out." Ivan VI said helplessly.

"Ah, wait, something this big happened, shouldn't we tell the major leagues first?"

"When the first conflict occurred, I submitted a detailed report to the parliament. In the following 16 months, I issued a total of 127 warnings to the parliament, requesting reinforcement of weapons, equipment and manpower, but the answer I received was that the process was still going through.

"Because of concerns that the news could have a serious impact on society and financial markets, Parliament did not make it public, leaving our people with no idea what they were about to face."

"I had no choice but to send people to detain Speaker Momoti. Ironically, their army arrived quite quickly this time.

"After that, I ordered my men to give up resistance and hand over the position to the coalition forces. The Ares clan has shed too much blood and lost too many loyal warriors. This is a good opportunity to withdraw from the front line." Ivan VI said.

Malu was anxious when he heard this. "But if that's the case, who else can stop those... guys with seven titles? Based on your experience fighting those guys, how long do you think the coalition can hold out?"

Ivan VI held up three fingers.

"Three years?"

"Three weeks."

Malu gasped, "Ah! Didn't they say there were 5 million people? How come they only lasted three weeks?"

"Three weeks is not a short time." Ivan VI said, "This is based on the premise that Javier Cruz does not give blind orders. In fact, ordinary people will suffer a lot of mental pressure just by seeing those guys, not to mention fighting with them.

"By the way, why are you immune to Parkash's mind control?"

"That was an accident. Maybe it's because I'm not a bad person, so his words about how sinful he was didn't have that much impact on me." Malu said.

However, Ivan VI obviously did not believe what he said and looked at him deeply.

"If you don't want to talk about it, forget it. Well, I've asked all my questions. If you want to go fishing, go ahead."

The Emperor of Ares seemed to have lost interest in the millipede and waved it away.

But Malu took a few steps and then stopped again. "What plans do you have when you come to Prison No. 444, right?"

"I was captured," Ivan VI reiterated, "although I expected this day to come after Javier Cruz sent out the coalition forces. If you call this a plan, then I do have a plan."

"No, I mean, you still have a plan to deal with those things after your political game with the parliament." Malu said expectantly.

Ivan VI shook his head. "It's over. Even if the parliament had listened to my advice and sent more troops to deliver weapons, it would only have allowed the battle line to last a few more months. It would not have changed the final outcome. In the final analysis, the enemy's strength is far greater than ours."

"Uh... what should we do? Negotiate peace with those guys?"

"I tried to send people to negotiate with them, but they killed my messengers four times."

"That's a bit unethical."

"They are completely incapable of communicating. All they see is killing and destruction. They are nothing short of war machines."

Ivan VI said, "Once Javier Cruz's coalition is defeated, they will soon occupy every corner of the multiverse, destroy the civilization there, and kill all intelligent life. No one will be spared."

"This is the point I want to make. You, the great emperor of the Ares people and the strongest force in the Grand Alliance, are you just going to sit in this prison and wait to die?" Malu said.

“Even the greatest warriors will get tired sometimes. Although the lifespan of Ares people is not as long-lived as werewolves and vampires, we still have a lifespan of 200 to 300 years.

"I am 194 years old. I have experienced hundreds of wars, big and small, in my life. Perhaps it is time for me to follow the heroic spirits of the late emperor and rest with them."

Ivan VI's words were filled with loneliness.

"No, brother, is this the time to be sad about the passing of time and write this scar literature?!" Malu was speechless.

"The multiverse is in danger. You should cheer up and think of a solution."

However, Ivan VI remained indifferent after hearing this.

He looked like he was completely broken. It could only be said that the previous year and a half of war had a much greater impact on him than he showed.

Malu wanted to persuade him again, but the broadcast had already sounded, requiring all people participating in this round of fishing activities to rush to the airport area within 20 minutes, otherwise the micro-bomb implanted in the cervical vertebrae would explode.

Malu was not worried about the bomb exploding, because when he came here again this time, his physical condition was reset and there was no micro-bomb.

But if he was "killed by the explosion", he would not be able to participate in subsequent fishing activities.

In addition, after Ivan VI said his last sentence, he didn't seem to intend to pay any more attention to him. Then an Ares warrior came to him and "invited" him out of the hall.

Millipede can only go and buy food first.

Having said that, until he left District 23 and was escorted to the airport area by two prison guards, Ivan VI's previous words were still echoing in his mind.

Because the news was so explosive, Malu seemed absent-minded all the way.

When he got on the spaceship, someone tapped him on the shoulder. Millipede turned around and found it was the Bunnyman.

I don't know why, but this dead rabbit seems to have a special liking for fishing activities. He came to participate again just a week ago. However, for Millipede, this is good news, as it means he has a partner again.