The Chariot's Pull? Tanks... Count as Chariots, Right?!
Even until the moment the Supreme Council surrendered, the Devourer troops on the front lines were still fighting a bloody battle.
The great Devourer Imperium has surrendered?!
The declaration of surrender issued by the ten elders of the Supreme Council, broadcast and projected, was like a heavy hammer, shattering the proud ambitions of the Devourer Imperium!
Both the soldiers on the front lines and the commanders wore expressions of disbelief as they shed blood on the front lines.
They risked their lives to stop the human invasion, but the rulers behind them actually surrendered!
"No, we haven't lost yet!"
"We will not surrender!"
"That's right, we will never surrender!"
"Where is Marshal Stone Tooth? Marshal, we would rather die fighting than surrender to these insects!"
However, there was only deathly silence on the communication channel; their Marshal, Stone Tooth, had already fainted from sheer lifelessness.
Seeing that the superior forces were still trying to put up a stubborn resistance, the elders of the Supreme Council, for the sake of their own lives, immediately ordered the AI to lock down their weapons, including artillery emplacements and long-range support systems.
Even without their weapons, these blood-soaked Devourers still channeled their resentment and unwillingness into their last strength, roaring as they charged out of their bunkers, using the most primal methods, even their claws and fangs, to tear at the Space Marine's armor!
A devourer without its weapons is no different from a lamb to the slaughter in the eyes of Space Marine!
Their resistance was doomed to be futile.
Even so, even knowing it was a dead end, they did not surrender. Instead, together with their commander, they were determined to bring a tragic yet heroic end to this soon-to-be-destroyed Imperium and civilization.
Looking at the Devourers determined to die, a hint of respect rose in Alvin's eyes, but it was quickly covered by a chilling gaze. "Courageous. A respectable army. In that case—grant their wish. Leave no one alive, slaughter them all!"
Respect is due, but killing is still necessary!
Ultimately, this was the Devourer Imperium's own doing. If they had communicated with humans in a more gentle way back then, Alvin wouldn't have minded having another Xenos ally.
Unfortunately, from the moment the Devourer Imperium began to treat humans as food and poultry, reconciliation between the two sides became impossible.
The slaughter continues.
One after another, the Devourers fell in droves, like fields of wheat, at an incredible speed, as the Space Marine slaughtered them relentlessly, leaving pools of blood!
Soft-hearted?
No, that's not true. From the moment they were created, the genes ingrained in the Space Marine determined that they would have no compassion for any creature other than humans!
Even the gentlest of Sons of the Fire Dragon towards humans would show no mercy here, slaughtering all these Xenos.
Soon, the last hundred thousand troops of the Devourer Imperium were completely slaughtered by the Space Marine and Transformers. Everywhere you looked, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with mutilated bodies and rivers of blood flowing through the landscape!
A pungent, fishy smell permeated every wreckage and bunker on the battlefield.
Alvin, expressionless, stepped over the wreckage and arrived at the Supreme Council Hall of the Devourers. He looked up and saw ten elderly lizards, dressed in fine robes, kneeling on the ground, trembling.
"Your Highness, mission accomplished."
The Chapter Master of the Children of Midnight knelt on one knee. "These people are the highest leaders of the Xenos, and they are all here."
You did a great job.
Alvin praised him, then stepped over the kneeling Devourer Elder and sat down in a chair.
"Who is commanding this war?" He toyed with a chess piece, the one he had brought from Earth specifically for this purpose, his gaze casually sweeping over the piece. "Bring it to me."
"Yes."
A short while later, a Lizardman was dragged in.
"So it was you." Alvin easily recognized the other party from the scars on its face; it was "Stone Tooth," the one who had come to Earth for negotiations.
"Do you remember what I said?" He chuckled, flicking the chess piece forward, which landed in front of Stone Tooth, his gaze deep. "Check Mate."
"You win."
Stone Tooth, now a prisoner, was forced to kneel on the ground, yet his face still held an unyielding expression as he glared fiercely at Alvin: "If it weren't for them, you wouldn't have won this war so easily!"
What's the point of saying all this now?
Alvin smiled and said, "There are too many 'ifs,' if this were the case, if that were the case—but unfortunately, in this world, there are never any 'ifs.' They're just words that losers use to comfort themselves."
"Ha, yes—" Upon hearing this, a hint of pain flashed in Stone Tooth's eyes. He struggled, but it ultimately turned into a soft sigh, "There are no ifs—we lost. What do you plan to do with us?"
"Just like you treated us back then -"
Alvin's gaze was calm, yet it caused Stone Tooth a sharp pain in his heart. "Based on the tenderness of your flesh, you will be kept in captivity."
Then it's processed into canned goods and other meat products. Are you satisfied with this result?
"Just to satisfy your selfish desires, to take revenge on us, you want to destroy a civilization that has lasted for tens of millions of years?!" Stone Tooth was in great pain, its claws clenched, its sharp teeth biting its lip, and its eyes filled with bloodshot veins.
It is trying to restrain this terrible being with the last remaining human morality!
However, the humans sitting in that chair that should have belonged to the Devourer Civilization, the one with the highest power, were looking at it with a mocking and sarcastic gaze.
"This conversation sounds so familiar."
Alvin looked up at Stone Tooth, who was still much taller than him even when kneeling, and said casually, "The humans asked you the same question back then, and what was your answer?"
Stone Tooth's heart sank.
It felt as if it were enveloped in an endless winter, as if it had returned to the era before the birth of dinosaurs and intelligence, an era dominated by invisible fear.
"In the universe, morality is the most useless thing, isn't it?" Alvin's contemptuous tone was the greatest mockery of the proud devourers. "Or are you, who have always regarded other civilizations as beasts and devoured them at will, not prepared to be slaughtered?"
Over the tens of millions of years of evolution of the Devourer Civilization, it has devoured countless civilizations and races.
However, they never imagined that one day they too would become livestock in the eyes of other races!
Stone Tooth trembled violently. It didn't know what to do to save its race. The blood debts committed by the Devourers had finally come to be repaid!
Is this what humans call karma or retribution?
Stone Tooth wept bitterly, never having felt such remorse. Those races that had been devoured, treated like beasts...
That's how I feel!
"Alright, that concludes our conversation."
Alvin clapped his hands and stood up from his chair. "I just wanted to meet the commander I fought. You are a respectable soldier, but that's all."
"Your Highness, what should be done with these people?"
"The Chapter Master of the Children of Midnight asked."
"Um.."
Under the tense gaze of the Devourer elders, Alvin pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "They've lost their value. They're so old, even canning them would be too tough. Let's kill them all and save some food."
They... they were all killed?!
The ten elders' fear reached its peak at this moment. They looked at Alvin in terror. "No, you can't do this! We made the Devourer Imperium surrender as you requested. You can't treat us like this! You should keep your promise!"
"Promise?"
Alvin couldn't help but laugh out loud, turning to look at them and sneering, "Sorry, I was lying— the Imperium never makes promises to Xenos. Drag them out and tear them all apart."
"No, no--!!!"
You lied to us!
"Liar! You're a liar!"
The terrified screams of the ten elders contrasted sharply with the silence of Stone Tooth.
No matter what they do, they cannot change the outcome.
However, the word "dismemberment by chariot" silenced the Children of Midnight; they didn't have any chariots here!
After thinking for a long time, a clever person pointed to the Transformers nearby and said, "How about we turn it into a tank? A tank is a vehicle, right?"
So, the ten elders and Stone Tooth were dragged to the center of the square and, in front of a huge loudspeaker, were repeatedly crushed by the tank that the Transformers had transformed into, until they were finally mixed into a pile of minced meat.