Starting from the Planetary Governor

The one who made the move was still Sister Chang Ge Ruite.

She knew that for Gu Hang, capturing this rebel leader alive would be of greater value, even though the guy’s ultimate fate would still be an inevitable death.

After cutting through a tank, Sister Chang didn’t stop but instead sped up.

She leaped high into the air, and the battle pack on her back suddenly burst into a deep green flame, propelling her body to accelerate fiercely in midair. The command vehicle that had just started moving didn’t have time to pick up speed before Sister Chang was upon it.

In midair, she fired with one hand, and the infantrymen accompanying the command vehicle were each picked off with precision. By the time she landed, there were no enemies left around her.

With a swirl of her glaive, a pair of the command vehicle’s rear wheels were sliced in half; another slash, and the door was cut open, revealing Mondok’s startled face.

At this time, the rebel leader still showed some bravery. Trembling, he raised the pistol he had prepared earlier and pulled the trigger at Sister Chang.

But how could a regular self-defense pistol shake Sister Chang in her reactive power armor?

He managed to fire only once before the bullet ricocheted off the armor. Right after that, he was grasped by the collar with one hand by Sister Chang and dragged down from the vehicle.

The general, like a dead dog, lay on the ground and was dragged by Georgette towards Gu Hang. He kept struggling, but it was meaningless; Sister Chang’s hand was like steel, not loosening in the slightest.

The surrounding bodyguards, who were still alive, could only watch helplessly.

The general, who used to be so high and mighty, was now being dragged on the ground. Some wanted to save him, but they didn’t know what to do. Should they shoot bullets that were utterly ineffective, or should they bombard with heavy firepower and risk killing the general in the process?

And even more terrifying were these male and female warriors themselves.

They had also faced these extraordinarily elite super soldiers of the Empire head-on, and their only impression was: could such an enemy even be considered human?

Immune to blades and guns, impervious to bombardment. Yet, on the other side, a casual shot meant that if the ranks were dense enough, groups of them would be taken out.

The Death Angels, as if leisurely strolling through their own backyard, captured their general from within their protection.

They did not fail to fight desperately, but all they could do was to die.

This kind of battle, destined to be lost with no chance of victory, they could no longer continue to fight.

Seeing the general captured, they even felt a sense of relief: since they had already lost, could they stop fighting now?

This thought filled their minds, and the fingers of the soldiers pulling the triggers were no longer so resolute.

The star warriors, too, lowered their firepower. Soldiers who had stopped firing and just hid, they couldn’t be bothered with them any longer, focusing their grenades only on those who still resisted stubbornly.

The Phoenix, a battle group so impoverished, valued their grenades much more than the lives of these local rebel natives.

At this moment, Georgette had already brought Mondok in front of Gu Hang.

Now, General Mondok, who was always tough and dressed in battle uniform, had completely lost his usual image and demeanor. Being dragged along the ground all the way, due to Sister Chang’s excessive roughness, he spent half the time with half of his face on the ground. By the time he reached Gu Hang, the dragged half of his face was a bloody, unrecognizable mess, and his bloodied, dusty clothes were tattered, making him look extremely pathetic.

He was thrown in front of Gu Hang, struggling to stand, but he was in too much pain to get up.

Not that he needed to get up by himself.

An invisible force lifted his body, raising him up.

He was able to face Gu Hang directly.

He opened his mouth with difficulty, trying to say something, but couldn’t utter a word. Similarly, an invisible force blocked his throat, making even breathing difficult, let alone speaking.

Of course, this was Gu Hang’s doing.

Whether the man in front of him wanted to stay tough to the end or beg for mercy, Gu Hang no longer planned to listen.

Now, whatever Mondok’s attitude was, it no longer had any significance. For Gu Hang, capturing this guy alive meant he was only good for one thing.

“The security issue, it’s up to you now,” said Gu Hang, his voice ringing in the ears of the star soldiers and battle nuns.

Georgette nodded with a smile.

Actually, that comment was primarily intended for her.

Next, Gu Hang would be exposed to the gun barrels of all enemies. He wasn’t worried about the ordinary soldiers, nor even the bombardment of artillery fire. He could handle all that.

Only, he was concerned there might be Heretic Cultists from the Primordial Wrath Owl Sect hidden within the army.

It was possible.

If they made a move, combined with the bullets and artillery fire from some controlled soldiers, they indeed could pose a threat to him.

Death was unlikely; at worst, he would just sneak into the protection of the star soldiers and battle nuns if the situation turned dire. Was there anyone on Rage Owl Star capable of breaking through the protection of these nineteen people and killing him?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

However, that would be somewhat embarrassing and detrimental to Gu Hang’s efforts to establish his authority.

What he needed from Sister Chang Ge Ruite was to ensure he wouldn’t end up in that awkward position as much as possible.

This had been discussed in advance, and the sister had agreed very promptly.

Or, in other words, if it were merely about helping the governor crush the rebellion, the Sisters of the Merciful Lily were somewhat lacking in enthusiasm. Their core objective in coming to the planet’s surface was to combat the Heretic Cultists.

And this job of ‘guarding against the possible emergence of Heretic Cultists’ suited them perfectly.

Gu Hang shifted his gaze away and then returned his attention to Mondok.

It was time to make use of this Alliance general.

Under the dominion of Telekinesis, Gu Hang’s body began to rise, taking Mondok with him.

Gu Hang’s golden governor uniform moved without wind, as he looked stern and solemn, overlooking the entire battlefield.

Mondok’s figure was slightly lower, his limbs and throat bound by Spiritual Energy, leaving him unable to move or speak.

Only Gu Hang’s voice, carried by the power of Spiritual Energy, echoed at the scene.

“All soldiers, lay down your weapons!”

“I am Gu Hang, I am the representative of the Empire to whom you have sworn your service, I am the vicar of the Divine Emperor who rules this land…”

“I am the master of Rage Owl Star, I am your governor!”

“And this man, whom you call general, has betrayed the Empire, betrayed the Divine Emperor, betrayed… me!”

At this, the star soldiers and battle nuns showed subtle changes in their expressions.

Betraying the governor indeed meant betraying the Empire; and to betray the Empire was to betray the Divine Emperor, wasn’t it?

He was absolutely correct, yet the way His Excellency the Governor equated himself with the Empire and the Divine Emperor… something felt a bit off, didn’t it?

But they didn’t say anything.

Gu Hang didn’t care what these devout believers of the Divine Emperor thought, and he continued:

“I hereby declare, in the name of The Emperor, to strip General Mondok of his title and sentence him as a traitor to the Empire!”

“Soldiers, regardless of any orders you have received before, they are now entirely terminated. In the name of the governor, I command all of you to lay down your weapons. Your past actions will no longer be pursued; but from this moment on, those who still refuse to obey orders will be similarly regarded as traitors!”

Amidst his words, Gu Hang raised a pistol and aimed it at Mondok’s forehead, executing him with a single shot.