The Imperial Guard is a mysterious combination of the emperor's science and technology and power.

If the Imperial Guards were not as busy as the only two masters of all genetic alchemy processes and equipment, Constantine would have been impatient to let the Imperial Guards enter the Dimensional Interval Watchtower. The emperor also knew that the Imperial Guards wanted to search for information on the Dimensional Interval Reconnaissance Information before the grand plan was implemented, and to inquire about the alien race knowledge in the Milky Way.

As a main branch fork of the World Tree system, there are many alien alien wizards from different places in the Milky Way and different civilizations to exchange psychic materials and knowledge. These alien wizards are relatively gentle, and most of them are not so-called psychic races or aliens that rely entirely on external dimensions to survive. They can be used by the emperor's future plans and belong to alien races that can make them affiliated with human races. However, these alien races are very small in scale, and most planetary governments do not have the ability to control psychics, or simply allow the existence of psychics without controlling them, and some cannot even explore planetary orbits.

The Milky Way is more cruel, with alien interstellar empires with powerful technology and a large population. Those alien empires will be obstacles to human civilization, and the emperor will inevitably exterminate them. What Constantine wants to know is that part of the knowledge. It is true that the emperor once brought back a considerable amount of information from the Milky Way, but the Milky Way is so vast that even the civilizations that are exposed to by interstellar pirates wandering in the Milky Way cannot know the information of all races in the Milky Way. Even the Emperor himself is just an explorer who is staggering on a foggy thorny road. He does not think he has the ability to know everything that happens in the Milky Way, so it is particularly important to collect intelligence from a pragmatic perspective.

Constantine plans to send the Imperial Guards, who are the best at secret operations and intelligence missions in addition to him. However, Amon is still taking on another responsibility now and cannot escape the situation. The Imperial Guards with relevant talents and wisdom have not yet been produced. Therefore, it takes a long time to wait for the Imperial Guards to start implementation. Gradually replace veterans in the gap between dimensions, so that the latter can free up time and energy to help the emperor complete the establishment of another important institution.

"Have you made the decision, Ms. Jiaying?" Amon asked.

"I want to see my daughter before making a decision." Jiaying looked at the emperor who had already walked away. He walked side by side with another giant golden armor, and looked extremely dazzling among the mortal soldiers. "Can you decide on this?"

"I can, because all the decisions of my Lord are my decisions," Amon said. "When the battle is over, you will be sent back to Earth to meet Daisy Johnson. She is now on a mission with S.H.E.L.D. I will arrange for you a suitable time, an environment that is undisturbed."

The Black Bat King took the electromagnetic rifle from the back of the wounded soldiers of the royal guards and began to shoot down.

Each invisible steel needle will accurately pierce the bodies of the creatures in the outer dimension, and then roll out from their bodies to form a huge gap. However, except for a few unlucky unlucky people, most creatures in the outer dimension were not interrupted by the small steel needle. The huge wounds healed quickly, as if their bodies were just carriers for evil souls. After seeing the appearance of the Black Bat King, they became even more excited and rushed forward to the defense line formed by the Royal Guard, and even forgot the unarmed civilians at their feet. At this moment, the captain of the Royal Guard had led a small number of civilians who had evacuated from other defense lines into the heavy iron gate of the Genetic Council. The Black Bat King caught a glimpse of this scene and emptied the magazine of the electromagnetic rifle in his hand without hesitation, and rushed into the cluster of these external dimension creatures.

Accompanied by deafening screams, a sound wave that was like an explosion shock wave rushed around. The Black Bat King opened his mouth and looked around. The terrifying high-frequency vibration turned his roar into a sharp hiss that exceeded the hearing of most humans, and solidified the movements of the monsters in place. He took a brief breath and then said the next word with force, and blood immediately poured out of his mouth. But this did not hinder the destruction caused by this force. The powerful ultrasound wave shattered all objects within twenty meters of his side, including those monsters, into which even the forces between molecules were shattered by this force. The surrounding temperature dropped instantly. Nano-scale particles were like floating dust floating in the air, forming a dark storm surrounding him with the collapsed airflow.

He walked a few more steps forward in frost and black dust.

Blackcard Burt had just opened his arms, and the bat wings on both sides of his body were stretched, stretched like a pair of black bat wings. He lowered his head, opened his mouth and whispered a bloody word, and then Blackcard Burt had just soared under the steel dome under the push of reaction force. This was the only time he had soared under the steel dome since his parents died.

He overlooked this beloved city, and beside him, the bending fire of the human army whizzed by the bending fire. The city of the aliens with power interruption was like a huge grave. Only the fire ignited by the collapse of the building and the supernatural flames ignited by monsters from another dimension could continue to illuminate a corner of the ruins. The flashing plasma balls, the ultra-high temperature subatomic heat flow, the straight lasers and the explosion of the explosive bombs were fleeting. Blackcard Burt just saw the human army slowly pushing the vicious flames to the ruins of the building like waves.

He saw the lights below the war engine that was dozens of meters high. Each armor plate of the huge war engine had gorgeous giant reliefs and emblems, like the god of mechanical walking in the world, but an extremely dazzling existence took away all the glory of the war engine at the stand, and looked down at the city trapped in the war with Black Card Burt. Even though the war was ignited by the human king, Black Card Burt had seen too much. He was too tired. He felt that he could not bear such painful truth.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The alien race will inevitably die.

Humans do not need the aliens, because the aliens regard themselves as the evolution of human species, and the Kree does not need the aliens, because the Kree only regards the aliens as slaves, and now it is just a negative asset that can be abandoned and no one takes over. From beginning to end, the aliens wander in the Milky Way, even if they return to the solar system where the mother planet is located, the aliens are also outsiders. The human king just adds a piece of firewood to the fate of the inevitable demise of the aliens, because this Milky Way

The racial niche needs to be changed, and the weak alien race cannot stop the human progress - surrender can survive, and dedicating everything will integrate the knowledge and culture of the alien race into the human race. This is the condition given by the human king for the alien race - this means that except for the common clans, other clans will suffer bloody massacres. Compared with the common clans, these alien races, which are also born in humans, have extremely serious genetic mutations and can no longer be regarded as humans.

"They will never identify with humans, whether in culture or appearance. They must die because they will not surrender because the Kree imparts their psychic instability when they perform directional gene mutations. In fact, this is a malignant psychic mutation, just like cell carcinoma. I want you to understand that this is not a hypocritical word, and the reason other clans face war with human races is simply because we are too close."
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