The Galactic Republic! In this Milky Way Galaxy, not a single person still wished for your lingering survival!! Tang Xiao's voice thundered through the public channel!
His voice had not originally sounded like this, but with the aid of the Force and auxiliary equipment, it became deep and powerful, stirring hot blood in every listener's heart!
At that moment, he stood in the vast, magnificent command center of the Glory mothership, atop his own throne of steel. Dressed in splendid robes, he cut an imposing figure, scepter in hand as he looked down upon the stars!
His not particularly tall frame now stood as majestic as a mountain range, and his still-youthful face carried the ferocity of a lion!
Everyone aboard the mothership not involved in combat rose to their feet. Wherever they were, they solemnly saluted the great king on the screen!
The people of Dawn Star Planet likewise stopped what they were doing and looked toward the ubiquitous live holographic broadcasts throughout their cities. Together with the leader of the Fourth Civilization, they witnessed this war that would found their nation—the Battle of Dawn!
Even the farmers who knew least about warfare could see through simple arithmetic that if this battle was lost, Dawn Star Planet would suffer a catastrophic disaster, and the surrounding territories under its control would turn away! The Fourth Civilization would never be able to stand again!
But if this battle was won, it would break the already rotten, bent backbone of the Galactic Republic!
This single battle would secure ten thousand years of destiny for the Fourth Civilization!
The old era had passed! A new era was about to arrive! And the Republic was the ghost of that old age! It would surely be reduced to ashes beneath the first ray of tomorrow's