Chapter 647： "Our elite are not fools."

Hear the words.

Sa Ohm no longer hesitated, but carefully checked the plasma rifle in his hand.

A few seconds later, Sa Ohm turned his head and said to the onlookers: "There is no problem with the gun, everything is normal."

"Very good." After hearing Serena's translation, William folded his hands on his chest, looked at Athena who was standing not far away, and said to Saom:

"Then General Saom, it's time to confirm whether our goddess is a'god' or not."

"Okay." Saom responded immediately, and raised the plasma rifle in his hand, aiming its muzzle at Athena.

"咻咻!"

The blue plasma ball made a unique sound and whizzed towards Athena.

and...

Athena just stood there with her hands on her hips, not avoiding the plasma ball that hit her at all.

Then the plasma ball not only hit Athena's golden armor, but also hit her exposed skin, even her face and hair.

But Athena didn't suffer any substantial damage at all, there were no burns on her skin, and she didn't even leave any scars on her armor.

"Wow~!"

"嗷~..."

After seeing the scene in front of them, the elites present roared in surprise, sighing at Athena's ‘divine nature’.

The power of the plasma rifle, as the main users of the elite, naturally know best.

Just now, Sa Ohm fired nearly thirty plasma clusters in succession, and stopped shooting until the plasma rifle overheated.

Thirty plasma regiments can completely make the elite's armor lose the energy barrier and shoot an elite veteran with extraordinary physical fitness.

But Athena didn't even move, she carried thirty plasma clusters, even if it was some kind of super high-tech defense, it was far beyond the Star Covenant.

Together with the illusion and colossalization that she showed before, everything is enough to represent that she is indeed a ‘goddess’.

"Oh..." Looking at Athena, who was still smiling, Saom couldn't help but growl.

Then the commander elite turned around, walked slowly to Karl, who was standing aside, and returned the plasma rifle in his hand to the opponent.

followed.

Saom walked slowly in front of William again, his tone was obviously respectful: "Russell.

The facts before me now represent that your goddess is indeed descended from ancient humans.

According to the content of the relics on your home planet, it can also represent the gods we admire. It is true that there was an interstellar war with your ancestors, and they also jointly resisted the floods.

So the pilgrimage that the prophet said..."

"That's right." William also put away his smirk that didn't look like a smirk, and said with a solemn expression:

"The prophets were once allies of the ancient mankind. I do not deny that the prophets were full of wisdom, knowledge, and fraternity.

But the current prophets are extremely ignorant. They regard the super weapon "halo" that purifies the floods as a holy thing, and are preparing to activate the halo to carry out the pilgrimage.

Because only by shaping the forerunners as gods and taking the activation of the aura as a pilgrimage, can they stabilize the power of their prophets. "

After seeing the divinity displayed by Athena with his own eyes and answering the doubts that have existed for many years in the heart, Saom also agreed with William's point of view:

"I don't deny this. The prophets did a lot of dirty deeds in order to consolidate the power, and they beautified them to be for the gods.

However, the Prophet has such a status, and it is inseparable from our Sangheli family.

If we did not have our absolute strength and could crush all the voices of resistance, then the prophets would have lost their current power a long time ago. "

"Hehe." At this time, William gave a chuckle and said:

"Now it’s not necessarily the case. You must know that the fighting ability, skills, and number of the Kilahani are not weaker than your elites.

Moreover, the Kilahani also has a characteristic superior to your Sanheli. "

"Kilahani?"

Saom was taken aback, but soon, the elite showed unconcealed disgust and irritation, and said:

"How can those ghost-faced beasts that are like barbarians have stronger characteristics than our sangheli?! This is impossible!"

"Be safe and not irritable." William waved his hand lightly, and after Sa Ohm's emotions ceased to be agitated, he explained:

"General Saom, you have to know that we humans are saying something ironic to satirize something.

I said that the ‘goodness’ of the ghost-faced beasts is actually more ignorant and staid. "

"You humans are really troublesome." After hearing William's words, Saohm couldn't help but spit out, and said a little angrily:

"Also, why should we say more? Is it compared with our Sanheli?"

"Hehe..." William just gave an awkward smile to cover up, and then continued:

"I think the number of ghost face beasts must be more than the number of your Sangheli tribe, and ghost face beasts cannot join the council.

After all, only you Sangheli can participate in the parliament, and only you Sangheli have many privileges, such as building their own battleships and having control of the entire fleet, right? "

"That's right." Saoum was still a little puzzled: "So what?"

"So you have always been the ‘nail in the eye, thorn in the flesh’ of the prophet clan, um...that’s what I mean by always being jealous of you.

Because your clan is powerful, you have shared the power to rule the entire Star Alliance, which makes the prophet clan extremely dissatisfied.

Because I can't find a race to replace you for the time being, this has been forbearing, showing trust in your race on the surface.

Just imagine, you can't let the weak races like the Guru and the Jackal be the guards of their prophets. "

"..."

Saom didn't say anything, but the facial expression was telling William that he still didn't understand.

‘Why is it so tiring to talk to the elite...’ William also complained in his heart, and then said straightforwardly:

"General Saom, I mean that the Prophet has found a substitute for your family, that is, a more ignorant and loyal ghost-faced beast, understand?"

At this time, Sa Ohm did not rise up to the sky loudly as William expected, but said in an unusually calm voice:

"understood."

? ?

Now it was William with a confused expression: "You...really understand?"

"Of course." Saom said with an extremely rare calm state of mind:

"Our Sangheli clan are indeed martial arts, and they are indeed very rigid... ignorant, but this does not mean that we are utter fools.

All the races that have joined the Star Alliance have clashed with our Sangheli tribe, but every time the Prophet will stand firmly on our side.

After the addition of the ghost face beast, instead of stopping the conflict between our two sides, the prophet chose to ignore it.

Even in my eyes, the prophets have deliberately intensified the conflict, causing us and the ghost face beast to rise to an attitude of hatred and hostility.

After you wake up, everything the Prophet has done is explained.

嗷! ! ! "

Speaking of this, Sa Ohm finally couldn’t bear it and got up, turned around to look at the elite subordinates around him, and shouted:

"Brothers!! The prophet has been deceiving us!!! Ouch!"

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