Song Chen turned to look into the distance, where the enormous dark red pillar was still pulsing, and suddenly spoke. "We have an old saying on Blue Star: either perish in silence or erupt in silence."
"This place has been crushed beneath the threat of extinction for far too many years. But as long as it isn't completely dead, there will always be someone waiting for the day they can erupt."
Shelly opened her eyes and looked at him. "What do you want to do?"
Song Chen did not answer immediately. He thought for a long time. This question was too important for a careless answer.
His mind raced.
He wondered whether a true uprising could be sparked across the entire Blood-Eclipse Star System.
If so, what would it take?
Him alone, an eighth-rank fighter? Not enough. The people sent by the Milky Way? There were too few of them, too.
But what if it relied on the natives themselves, who had been oppressed for millions upon millions of years? They had strength. He had seen it during the day.
There were plenty of people on this planet at the seventh rank or above, but they were all shackled, too afraid to move.
Yet their strength was real. If enough places rebelled simultaneously, the Blood-Eclipse Clan's rear would descend into utter chaos.
When that happened, the pressure on Heavenly Pivot would ease considerably.
As he thought it over, a very interesting idea suddenly came to him.
"Shelly." Song Chen suddenly called her name.
"What?"
"Before the Blood-Eclipse Civilization appeared, which civilization was the strongest in the Azure Galaxy?"
Shelly froze for a moment, not expecting that question. After thinking it over, she said, "The Radiant Dawn Civilization."
"What happened to them?"
"They're still around, but they're a shadow of what