The moment he stepped into the bridge, a kind smile hung on the corner of Albert Desla's mouth.

The Admiral of the Gamyras Empire, who was pointed at by multiple muzzles and could not move at all, Demer, who was responsible for leading the expeditionary fleet to support the solar system, looked at the figure with unpredictable means and sighed slowly.

"It's been a long time since I've been around! President Desra... You are still alive."

Hearing Demer called him the president, Desra pulled the corner of her mouth slightly and said loudly.

"Yes! I've experienced some twists and turns, but I've met you alive. Demel."

Demer glanced at Desla, and then he turned his eyes to the young figure following Desla.

Black, green skin, cold eyes.

Demer is no stranger to the image formed by these factors.

Even in his past life, he once became a strong enemy in Demer's military career.

"It seems that President Desra has received help from the Gatlantis Empire. This person should be the messenger of the Gatlantis Empire?"

Desla let out a chuckle.

"Hehe. Yes. It is worthy of being General Demer. This is the messenger assigned by the Great Emperor Zoda of the Gatlantis Empire, Mir."

After a pause, Desra said casually.

"According to our Gamyras' understanding, this Meer Messenger has a gene-derived connection with Zorda the Great."

Demer raised his eyebrows and sneered.

"Oh, is that right? It seems that Emperor Zoda attaches great importance to President Desra!"

"Of course. Thanks to the greatness of Zoda, as long as I and you can complete the tasks assigned by Zoda, then our hometown will not be threatened!"

“Any…threat…”

Demer's eyes flashed and looked at Desra's eyes.

But the other party was not surprised.

Demer snorted coldly, then stared at Mill.

"It seems that your Gatlantis Empire has made Albert Desla a lackey under your command!"

Mir, the messenger of the Gatlantis Empire, glanced at Demer without any indication, but just looked at Desra.

"President Desra. Your plan has been successful. This fleet of Gamyras belongs to you. Then, you should take action and show your determination to the Great Lord Zorda."

After saying that, Mill added another sentence.

"Is Emperor Zoda looking forward to you so much."

When Desra heard this, she smiled slightly, raised her right hand, signaled the soldiers to take Demer and the people who obeyed Demer's command, and said loudly.

"Of course! Mr. Mir. You don't have to doubt my determination. As long as Emperor Zoda and the Gatlantis Empire can fulfill my wish, I am willing to become the blade in the hands of Emperor Zoda and then stab the enemy who is enemies with Emperor Zoda."

"Then, let me look forward to your performance! President Desra."

"Haha. Then, please let Mirjun, go back to the Desra with me, complete the last jump, and become a sharp sword that stabs the enemy's heart, how about?"

"Extremely happy!"

Soon after, under the command of soldiers and officers loyal to Desra, this long-distance Gamyras expeditionary fleet began to enter the final process before the leap.

"Bit!"

The moment the heavy shackles were untied, they fell heavily on the table, causing everyone's hearts to tremble for a few times.

"This time it's really scary. General Demer. How did you know that President Desra is still alive?"

After rubbing his wrists that were shackled, Fomter Bag asked, looking at Demel, who had also experienced shackles.

"It was His Excellency He Ming's notice, and he."

"he?"

When everyone present heard He Ming’s name, they suddenly realized.

But then, I felt confused again.

From Demer's words, there seemed to be other people who sent messages to Demer.

Demer nodded and then clapped his palms.

As the applause fell, a scar penetrated his left eye, splitting his left face into two, making him look particularly ferocious, and the scary thin figure pushed open the door and saluted Demer.

"General Demer, Aris reports to you!!"

Demer nodded and introduced to everyone.

"This is Aris. President Desra left the white comet of the Gatlantis Empire, and somehow made him escape the surveillance of the Gatlantis emissary by pretending to die. After being discovered by our reconnaissance fleet, he was able to deliver the news about President Desra to me."

"suspended animation?!"

Everyone was shocked.

What does a white comet exist?

When Demer formed the expeditionary fleet, he had already informed all officers of the relevant information.

Unexpectedly, there were people who could escape by pretending to die.

"No. Actually, that's not a fake death. But I died once, and I was able to successfully avoid the temptation of the messenger of Gatlantis."

Aris did not look proud, but his expression was extremely dull.

Such an attitude of putting life and death out of place shocked the officers of the Gamillas fleet, including Fomter Bag.

"If you can join the fleet, I believe you will have a place in the future. Aris."

"Yes! Thank you very much for your appreciation! Colonel Fort!"

"Okay! Let's reminisce about the past, so far! Now, under the leadership of President Desra, our fleet will directly jump to the coordinates closest to the center of the Ark of Destruction, and then launch a fierce attack on the Ark of Destruction, causing the Ark of Destruction to fall into complete chaos!"

After Demer made a simple arrangement, he asked everyone to leave the prison and execute their own orders.

As for how to deceive the Gatlantis emissary, it depends on Desra's own performance.

Demer has already cooperated.

What Desla wants to do is his business.

"Desra. Let me see if the man carrying Desra's name can really put the fate of our mother star above his own life and realize that he is!"

On the bridge of the Desra.

"President Desra. Why did he immediately order a leap?"

Mir, who followed Desra back to the Desra, found that the other party did not order the last jump.

"Mirjun, have you ever commanded fleet operations?"

Desra asked back.

"No. Our Gatlantis Empire has countless outstanding generals. In front of them, I am far from growing to the point of commanding the fleet."

Mir responded coldly.

"Yeah?"

Desra gradually showed a smile.

"So, Mirjun, are you interested in seeing the upcoming battlefield with me?"

A trace of doubt flashed through Mir's eyes, but he still responded coldly.

"I am just conveying what I see accurately to the existence of the Emperor."

"Oh, is that right? It seems that Mirjun has a clear positioning of himself. OK."

Desra paused and said again.

"I heard that humans on Earth are using some strange tactics to launch a special offensive against the fleet of the Gatlantis Empire. So far, there seem to be many rebels in your fleet?"

"That is nothing but a false and useless emotion. This false emotion is undoubtedly a poison to us Gatlantis people. Therefore, the Gatlantis fleet, now controlled by these false and useless emotions, has become a pollutant that defiles the Gatlantis Empire fleet."

Mir's eyes seemed to change a little, and he looked at Desra standing in front of him.

"President Desra, why not, how about you expel those pollutants?"

A fierce light passed through Desra's eyes and he said loudly.

"If this is the wish of Emperor Zoda, then I will fulfill it 100%.

After saying that, Desra suddenly raised his hand and pointed forward.
Chapter completed!