"Let us welcome, His Majesty the Great Emperor."
Cheng Xin was dressed in a classical close-fitting evening dress. She was graceful and very beautiful. She looked excited and shouted out a welcome to His Majesty the Emperor.
But after she shouted, her hands and feet were cold, and she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.
This shouldn't be the case.
All the spectators at the scene were silent, their faces were filled with boredom, and their brows were furrowed in dissatisfaction in silence.
Only the cold wind swept through the dull atmosphere, and the air pressure was so low that it was scary.
The original arrangement was for endless cheers to greet His Majesty the Emperor's appearance, but now it was directly suppressed by the huge silence.
"Autonomous Faction!"
Cheng Xin turned to look at Ikkaku. Leon and many other Autonomous Faction people smiled and nodded towards her.
It's over!
Cheng Xin's eyes glanced at the numerous Autonomous Faction officials and the silent audience, and he couldn't help but feel sadness pouring out of his heart.
They are pushing mankind into the abyss!
Outside the administrative palace, Wade and Zhang Beihai led by Willpower Corps appeared from the distant sky, drawing hundreds of green arcs of light in the night sky and falling on both sides of the administrative palace. Many Kryptonian Army and Kryptonian were standing not far away in military uniforms.
The figure of He-El floated out from the administrative palace, with a broad and majestic face. The black close-fitting suit outlined his powerful and obvious muscle outlines. The edge of ∞ above the chest faintly shone with a dark golden light, and the wide black cloak was floating in the waves behind him.
He is not like an emperor, but like a demon god, with indifferent eyes walking out of the abyss, making people fear him.
He-El glanced at the silent audience in the distance, looking down at them, his figure floated towards the throne, and the cloak behind him was constantly rippled by the cold wind.
Willpower Corps and Kryptonian Army half-knelt and saluted after He-El appeared. Then after He-El passed by them, they stood up and transformed into the wings of He-El accompanying them on both sides behind them.
The entire Solar System human race on various planets, at home, in crowded squares, looked up at the huge live projection in the sky, and watched with bated breath as He-El came out.
Slowly, He-El came to the sky above the throne, slowly descended straight down, stood in front of the throne, sat back, put his hands on the armrests, pressed his back against the back of the chair, and looked down at all living beings from a high position.
A suffocating momentum, as if through the screen, live broadcast for all Solar System humans to see.
"It turns out that... this is the emperor. Just like us." Someone saw the appearance of His Majesty the Emperor in the square and gulped.
He almost thought there was a big mountain with wheels underneath, rolling towards him from a distance, suffocating him and making it difficult to breathe.
After he reacted, he couldn't help but exhale unnaturally. He felt ashamed of his behavior and pretended to say so.
"It's nothing surprising."
"Just like us, two eyes, one nose, four limbs."
"He should not be aloof, but should be on the ground with us."
"Is it to show the majesty of the emperor? It makes no sense to face us. Everyone is equal."
"There should not be such an emperor sitting in the sky."
People began to discuss their emperor with a sigh of relief, discussing the emperor's appearance, appearance, power, and the impact that the emergence of the emperor's position had on society.
Then, they unanimously believed that the position of emperor was redundant and should not appear at all.
Having an emperor above their heads not only makes them uncomfortable in appearance, but also affects the equality of social status and their dignity.
There is no need for an unequal position to exist in an equal society. This is unequal and unfair, and does not conform to the values of today's society.
"The Lord appears."
"This is the Lord! The Lord who brought new life to us humans one hundred and fifty years ago!"
"Only the Lord! Only the Lord!"
"Ah, how majestic and towering the Lord is."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.
In contrast, everyone in ETO fell into wild shouts. When they saw the Lord appearing, their blood could not help but surge up. They clenched their fists, their faces were red with excitement, and they were moved to tears.
On the stage in the square, Cheng Xin braced his heart with sadness and suddenly tightened. When he saw He-El had appeared and sat on the emperor's throne, his mood became more and more tense. He faced the audience and continued to host, shouting with a slightly tearful voice, "Everyone who is watching the live broadcast, do you still remember the etiquette you practiced when you were in school?
Now, in front of His Majesty, please pick up the etiquette that should be used to meet His Majesty, face and respect His great Majesty, let us work together...
See Your Majesty!"
Cheng Xin suppressed his sorrow and used the word "please" with fear, almost begging, asking the audience watching the live broadcast and everyone present to see His Majesty.
This should be the etiquette that should be followed.
After Cheng Xin finished speaking, he took the initiative in the direction of He-El, stepped back in his black evening dress to reveal his delicate calves, hung his knees, lowered his head, and said half-kneeling:
"See Your Majesty!"
"See Your Majesty!"
"See Your Majesty!"
Under the leadership of Cheng Xin, Wade and Zhang Beihai each led Willpower Corps, shouting to see His Majesty, and Kryptonian Army of New Krypton, led by Fan Ze, shouted to see His Majesty.
There was a mechanical body on a satellite space station in low-Earth orbit in the sky. Even though there was no one else nearby, it still saw the live broadcast of the emperor's appearance, half-kneeling to see His Majesty.
See, His Majesty's voice is not loud, but it is sonorous, powerful and unwavering.
However, the audience at the scene looked at each other and did not half-kneel to see His Majesty. This was like a show. Only those who were loyal to He-El were willing to half-kneel to see His Majesty.
People watching the live broadcast are even less willing. Who is willing to kneel down in front of His Majesty the Emperor on the screen?
"Did I hear you correctly? Let us, the audience watching the live broadcast, salute and half-kneel in front of His Majesty the Emperor on the screen?"
"Funny."
"When the emperor appears in front of me, I don't even do this kind of undignified courtesy. Now it's just on TV, asking me to salute?"
"Is this host mentally retarded?" "Humph, an emperor who enjoys depriving others of their dignity should not exist."
"Under his beautiful and strong appearance, there is an ugly and reckless heart."
"This kind of emperor is really a travesty of our society."
"He shouldn't exist."
Many people were having a family reunion dinner at home, looking at the big screen in the square, and looking up at the huge projection in the sky. They expressed their dissatisfaction one after another. They were very dissatisfied that at this moment, they were asked to salute and half kneel.
He-El was sitting on the emperor's throne, looking down at all living beings with indifferent eyes, and suddenly looked at the audience who were still standing there with a smile.
"Your Majesty, human beings, do not want to kneel down." Leon and a group of Autonomous Faction officials walked out from a corner, and said solemnly, "There is no need to kneel down!"