A red beam of light rose from the spot.
Everyone looked towards this red light beam.
That is the red light beam that represents support for Keira-Jor-El. The first person to take a picture of the red button was Keira-Jor-El.
Without hesitation, she slammed the red button with her hand to support herself. Keira-Jor-El had begun to realize that they, the moths attached to House of El, were beginning to have a backlash.
Kandor City Housing Management Bureau Director Veller, who was once elected by House of El, and the deputy mayor Jor-El who was exchanged, have betrayed House of El.
Keira-Jor-El, who had disheveled hair, wide-open eyes, and protruding bloodshot eyes, no longer looking like a lady, shouted in a hoarse voice:
"You must choose to restore the Kryptonian Council system!
Krypton In history, Norman Green, Brady Bacon, Ursol Warlord and other great dictators and war maniacs all dragged Krypton into the abyss of almost sinking for their own selfish desires. The history that has been left in textbooks is the most profound lesson.
When a person has supreme power, he can do whatever he wants.
Power needs to be checked and balanced, and those who believe in the monarch will definitely be treated like cattle and horses."
Kayla-Jor-El almost burst into tears, roared until her voice was hoarse, stared with bloodshot eyes, raised her chin high, and explained the truth to them.
In her heart, she no longer dares to directly call House of El's vassals to support her; she is certain that as long as she is rejected once more, House of El will fall apart and all the honors in the past will be destroyed by herself.
She doesn't want to be House of El's sinner.
House of El, honor cannot be lost.
Many Kryptonians in the square looked at Keira-Jor-El in silence.
The former Krypton was their homeland that they could not abandon. If possible, they would still hope to maintain the original Krypton.
"If the Kryptonian Council system is restored, then who will manage us?" A person in the square suddenly asked, this is his last nostalgia for Krypton.
"Of course it is managed by the upper class." Keira-Jor-El blurted out without hesitation.
For her, it is normal for the upper-level people of Krypton who already have mature management experience to continue to manage.
It can not only maintain the honor and dignity of House of El, but also continue to control the 7 million people of Kandor City and lead everyone to work hard to establish New Krypton. Is there any doubt?
This has been the case since ancient times.
There was a 'pop' sound.
There was a heavy, angry sound of clapping on the blue button, and a blue beam of light rose from the feet of the slapping person.
"Let the former Krypton die!" The questioner's face was angry, his palms were so painful that they were red, his chest was rising and falling, and the anger and sorrow in his eyes were clearly revealed.
Krypton, it's really hopeless.
Kryptonian Council is still led by such a group of top people, what changes have happened!
Are we still going to let this group of decadent families continue to lead, oppress, and formulate their own rules from just one planet?
Kayla-Jor-El So disappointing.
She has never been oppressed, nor has she ever fallen out of the upper class. She has always been in a wealthy, luxurious and luxurious life circle, and she will never understand the difficulties of being a lower class person who is belittled by the upper class.
A series of blue light pillars began to rise in various squares. At this moment, the light blue light pillars seemed to be rising one after another so intensely that they reflected an ocean world.
"What's the difference from Krypton?"
After hearing what Keira-Jor-El said, everyone completely understood.
Keira-Jor-El is not speaking for the 7 million people Kandor City, but for her House of El to continue to stand high and maintain the power of the upper class.
"I choose God He-El. He has been saving us since he was on Krypton. He formed Reform Army and cloned Krypton's top executives. They all used actions to save Krypton, and House of El prevented passionate people from saving Krypton time and time again.
Joe-Jor-El is Krypton's biggest traitor. He exiled He-El, captured Zod, stole Codex, and allowed his son to escape alone.
In comparison.
He-El, who was exiled in the starry sky, still has not forgotten us, and came back to Krypton Ruins to save us.
I saw his actions and felt the beating in the heart of the person who was being rescued at this moment. I can stand here and painfully recall my hometown Krypton because he saved us.
I am willing to believe in He-El, and I am willing to believe in the He-El God who saves us. I am willing to become his subordinate and establish New Krypton for him."
Dr. Xadu pressed the blue button with a solemn face and a clear and firm gaze.
This press is like abandoning the once decayed Krypton and entering a new era of creation, giving people a solemn epic feeling.
A light blue beam of light rose from beneath his feet and enveloped him.
Many Kryptonian nodded, and countless light blue light pillars rose one after another, making the sky seem to reflect a blue ocean.
Keira-Jor-El saw blue light pillars all around her in a daze, and she seemed to be falling into a deep ocean abyss. A fatal sense of suffocation surrounded her, making it difficult for her to breathe.
"No!!! No!!! No! That's not the case. You damn lower class people should be led by us and listen to us!"
"You are disobedient, you are disobedient!!!"
"My son is Joe-Jor-El. He is the greatest scientist and the hope of Krypton. House of El is the hope of Krypton!!"
Keira-Jor-El suddenly spun around, and merciless, angry, and hateful eyes converged on her from all the squares.
She couldn't accept that House of El was in ruins. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were so angry that it seemed she couldn't even breathe, and the wrinkles on her face were hideous. She pushed away people around her frantically, trying to snatch buttons, pushing others away crazily, and pressing other people's red buttons.
After pressing it several times in a row, she was panting from exhaustion and sweating profusely. Her hair stuck to her hideous wrinkles covered in sweat, looking as embarrassed as a homeless woman.
But what made her most desperate was that the red button she had just pressed had just risen when the red light beam was pressed, and the original owner silently pressed it back to blue.
"No!!!!"
"You are threatened, you damn beasts, lower class people, despicable bitches..."
"Qiao, where are you!! Wow wow wow wow wow ---- your mother is being bullied."
Kayla-Jor-El couldn't accept it. She sat on the ground, kicked her legs wildly, cried loudly, cried bitterly, and yelled with a broken heart.
She rolled around wildly, not like a person from the upper class.
If she still had her senses and realized what she was doing, she would be ashamed of herself.
Now she is crying and shouting and behaving abnormally as a matter of course. Sometimes she scolds the lower class people as inferior to pigs and dogs, and frantically looks for someone to beat her. She has no strength left until she hits someone twice. Sometimes she holds her neck proudly, acting like a person from the upper class, and despises all living beings. She even imitates Director Veller and twists her waist to sing a song praising House of El, feeling very proud.
The square was silent, watching her performance quietly.
He-El is suspended in the sky, looking down with indifferent eyes. The black S on the chest is reflected by a slight light. The dark golden light shines on the diamond frame, and the black cloak is floating behind it.