Chapter 245 Anissa

Cecil was able to work in the Defense Department for so many years relying not only on his methods, but also on a sharp sense of assessing the situation.

After being thrown back into his office by Lucas, Cecil did not dare to delay for even a moment. Using his highest privileges, he secretly summoned the world’s top ancient civilization experts, geologists, and occult archaeologists to the basement of the Pentagon in just a few hours.

By reviewing global unexplained ancient literature and conducting deep satellite scans, the survey results sent shivers down Cecil’s spine.

Deep within an isolated cliff on the continent of Africa, the ruins of a temple from thousands of years ago were actually and truly preserved!

There, giant granite statues tens of meters high stood toweringly, and the carved faces... were shockingly all Viltrumites with flowing dark hair and robes!

The rock walls were engraved with mysterious runes symbolizing flowing light, as well as murals of early tribal civilizations prostrating and worshiping deities.

This proved that Lucas was not lying.

As early as the primitive era, the Viltrumites had already ruled over this Planet. If they truly harbored malicious intentions of annihilating or colonizing Earth, human civilization would not even have had the chance to sprout.

Having figured this out, Cecil completely let go of his pointless defenses and arrogance.

He took the initiative to visit and request an audience, putting his attitude extremely low in hopes of initiating deep-level civilizational exchanges with the New Empire, in exchange for interstellar knowledge sufficient to make Earth’s technology achieve a leapfrog takeoff.

Lucas did not care much about this, casually throwing all the authority for liaison and negotiation to Nolan, letting Nolan weigh and handle it himself.

As for Lucas himself, taking the four women Cassandra, Mira, Belesa, and Iveta, along with dozens of elite Viltrumite guards, he set off for the depths of the Universe.

Besides Thaddeus, he had also left out some things.

For example, some alien races that posed a serious threat to the Viltrumites.

Because he had broken the timeline, certain original historical trajectories had shifted drastically. Planet Ragna was not pushed away from the Sun’s orbit by Nolan and completely frozen as in the original work; instead, lacking restraint, this group of ferocious interstellar beasts had bred wildly over the thousands of years, occupying a full three surrounding star systems and becoming a disaster in deep space that countless civilizations feared at the mere mention.

"There’s no need to keep these scums that pose a threat to our compatriots."

Standing in the vacuum of the outer orbit of Planet Ragna, Lucas’s expression was cold.

Dozen of Viltrumites crashed directly into the continental plates like meteors, ruining the environment of the entire Planet. Lucas even took the initiative to act as the vanguard, piercing through the surface and leading the Viltrumites to personally crash and destroy this Planet.

In just half a day, the Ragnas that had run rampant across several star systems were completely dealt with.

On the way back, Lucas also found the Space Knights.

The current New Empire had an excellent reputation across the Universe. Lucas abolished external tyranny and promoted benevolence and order, with Viltrumite warriors transforming into righteous Ultramans maintaining interstellar peace, protecting weak civilizations everywhere and wiping out interstellar Bandits.

The Space Knights had long heard of this and willingly joined the Interstellar Alliance.

To prevent accidents, Lucas secretly added a conceptual lock to the neutralizer ray guns in the hands of the Space Knights, rendering them unable to fire at their own kind, thus prohibiting these guns from harming any Viltrumite.

"Your Majesty’s strength is simply breathtaking!"

Even though they had seen it countless times, Viltrumites still prostrated and worshiped. Lucas alone could smash Planets to pieces, and just charging casually into the Ragna beast horde could tear them to shreds.

On Viltrum, this was the most incredible feat.

You must know that an adult Ragna possessed the combat power to hunt a Viltrumite alone.

Yet with a casual strike, Lucas could beat them into a bloody mess.

This showed that the Emperor’s strength far surpassed that of any individual.

"Need you say that?" Iveta said rather coyly, subconsciously licking her little tongue, as if Lucas’s glory was her own.

"There are traces of a fight!" Lucas suddenly sensed something and abruptly turned his head.

He burst forward and shot away in an instant.

The other Viltrumites followed closely behind, and they saw a fierce and tragic battle breaking out on an asteroid wreckage tens of miles in radius.

Both sides of the battle were very surprising.

A female Viltrumite warrior with capable short hair and wearing an Old Empire uniform was locked in an intense, evenly matched battle with a mutated Ragna that had unexpectedly awakened from ancient hibernation.

The Ragna was a powerful creature.

But this creature didn’t have much brain power, so it couldn’t be ruled out that some ran out of the star system and ended up wandering outside unable to find home.

That Ragna had chunks of flesh hanging from its fangs, its eyes were crimson, and every wave of its Talon tore open deep-to-the-bone bloodstains on the female warrior’s body.

As for the short-haired woman, her battle suit was long since tattered and in ruins, with large patches of wheat-colored, athletic skin exposed, covered in gruesome scratch Marks. Dark blood spilled from her nasal cavity and the corners of her mouth, yet she still clenched her teeth tightly, her eyes burning with an unyielding, fierce light!

"Your Majesty, it is the remnants of the Old Empire!" Cassandra’s beautiful eyes turned cold, and she stepped forward to request an order, "I will go take her head!"

"Wait."

Lucas raised a hand to stop her, his expression calm: "Don’t be so harsh toward compatriots? The enemy of the Old Empire has always been only that Grand Regent; the soldiers underneath were merely blinded by lies."

Before his voice faded, the battle below had already been decided. The Ragna’s heavy-artillery-like Talon went straight for the female warrior’s chest; if that were to grab hold, she would be torn to pieces.

Just as the female warrior was preparing to welcome Death...

Snap.

A slender palm reached out from the void, gripping the Ragna’s wrist like an iron clamp.

The short-haired woman was stunned, subconsciously raising her head.

What came into view was a young face. The other person possessed the facial features of a Viltrumite, a towering figure, formidable strength, and most importantly, youth!

He didn’t even have a full beard!

He was a kid!

The next moment, Lucas clamped his hands onto the Ragna’s head and body, not even exerting much force, just smoothly pulling to both sides!

Rip!

That ancient fierce beast capable of battling Viltrumite elites was literally torn in two by Lucas as if he were tearing a rag! Scalding beast blood poured down like a waterfall, staining half of the starry sky red!

"You... you are..."

The female warrior’s lips trembled, and the weakness from excessive blood loss instantly struck her brain. Rolling her eyes back, her whole body went limp and she fell forward.

Lucas smoothly spread his arms, gathering this muscular, delicate body into his embrace.

He lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms. Sure enough, it was this woman—the famous short-haired female god of war from the original work, the girl-next-door intimate big sister, Anissa!

Mark’s lifelong psychological shadow.

"Let’s go, it’s time to go back!"

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Earth, in the estate.

When Anissa regained consciousness once more, she found herself lying in a bedroom. The surroundings were very tastefully decorated, possessing a bit more warmth compared to the lifeless Planet Viltrum.

She abruptly flipped up from the bed, scanning her surroundings vigilantly.

The intense pain inside her body had completely dissipated. Her tattered Old Empire battle robe was neatly packed away to the side, and a brand-new set of casual clothes was placed on the bedside table.

Anissa changed into the clothes and pushed the door open to walk out. Against the wall of the corridor leaned a female Viltrumite with flowing silver hair.

The other person’s figure was equally graceful.

One could even tell she had been thoroughly nourished by rain and dew, displaying an extraordinary maturity and voluptuousness.

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