Super Gene Ⅱ: Evolution-Chapter 903 - : Please the Emperor to Sacrifice Self-interest

Chapter 903: Chapter 903: Please the Emperor to Sacrifice Self-interest

“You all, what are you doing? Do you want to drive me, your emperor, to death?” Emperor Tianshu thundered from the dais.

“Your Majesty, please calm your anger, we would never dare to offend you,” Chi 2 said, forcing his words out. “The rebellion is fierce, and all the corps are fighting desperately against the rebels. However, our troops are but flesh and blood, fighting against immortal creatures. The sacrifice is tremendous, the consumption too severe. We hope Your Majesty can empathize with their difficulties and provide them with more resources to stabilize the situation and defeat the rebels, thereby restoring the glory of our Celestial Race.”

“They want something, I give them everything,” Emperor Tianshu roared in anger. “The family treasury has already been emptied. How do you expect me to show further empathy?”

“Could Your Majesty consider releasing this year’s taxes to help our race through these hard times?” An 2 also stepped forward to say.

“What taxes? What have the taxes you collected got to do with me? Haven’t I already agreed to open the family treasury? Didn’t you take everything you could? What more money do you want? Do you want to skin me alive to be satisfied?” Emperor Tianshu, agitated, slapped the arms of his imperial throne, his eyes nearly bulging from their sockets.

“Your Majesty, the bigger picture is crucial. As long as our race survives, there will be plenty of money later. Let’s not fuss over these matters now. If our race falls, what use will the money be? Please reconsider,” Tian Liangchen, a senior minister from the Tian Clan, also stepped forward.

“Please reconsider, Your Majesty…” The senior ministers of the Celestial Race in the hall pleaded in unison towards Emperor Tianshu.

For the first time, the forces of the Tian, Chi, and An clans were so united.

With the life and death of the Celestial Race at stake, no one dared to counter at this moment.

“You all… very well… very well indeed… You’re directing all the blame onto my head… All the decline of our race is my fault… because I don’t release the money… If we win, you take my money and claim the credit… If we lose, it’s all because of my selfishness, and your loyal ministers have nothing to do with it… It’s all my fault… So you want money, do you? Come then… each of you take a knife… see how much blood and flesh you can scrape from my body… sell them all for money…” Emperor Tianshu, pulling out a knife, threw it onto the floor of the great hall.

For a moment, the senior ministers of the Celestial Race looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Emperor Tianshu was playing dirty, utterly shameless.

Seeing that no one dared to move, Emperor Tianshu walked down from the imperial throne, picked up the knife, and pointed it at Chi 2, saying, “Chi 2, Lord Chi, master of the Second Mansion of the Chi family, the second greatest expert of our Celestial Race. I remember your mansion, which cost an astronomical sum. How many mines, base mutations, and vacation stars does your family own? Why don’t you spend money? Such an expert, why aren’t you on the frontline killing enemies to protect your home, instead you’re here forcing a dying old man for money? Is this how the Chi family, reputed for producing distinguished leaders through generations, behaves? Just forcing me for money?”

“Your Majesty…” Chi 2 and the people of the Chi Family were taken aback, hastily trying to explain.

Yet Emperor Tianshu waved his hand to cut them off, pointing the knife towards An 2, “An 2, your family’s planets must not be fewer than Chi 2’s, right? How much money have you contributed? How many from the Second Mansion of your An Family have gone to the frontlines?”

“You all, immensely wealthy, yet unwilling to spare a penny, pressuring me here, wanting to drink my blood and eat my flesh, right? Come all of you, kill your Emperor, smash my bones for the marrow, eat up cleanly and happily…” Emperor Tianshu threw the knife onto the ground, tugging at his robe to reveal his gaunt chest.

“Calm your anger, Your Majesty…” the senior ministers hurriedly bowed and tried to reason.

An Yi sat on a chair nearby, his eyelids not lifting, almost as if he were about to fall asleep.

Many from the An, Chi, and Tian clans looked his way, clearly indicating that they wanted him to step up and break the deadlock.

Yet An Yi remained seated, motionless, as if completely unaware that everyone was looking at him.

“An Yi, they’re all watching you, waiting for you to flay my skin, drain my blood, scrape my flesh?” Emperor Tianshu spoke first, addressing An Yi.

An Yi, as if just awoken from a dream, stood up and slightly bowed to Emperor Tianshu, “The situation of our clan is critical, I beseech Your Majesty to consider the everlasting legacy of our clan and sacrifice the individual to resolve this predicament.”

Hearing An Yi say this, everyone was overjoyed. With An Yi siding with them, surely they could force Emperor Tianshu to give up the money today.

“Ah, An Yi, you too wish to drink my blood and eat my flesh.” Emperor Tianshu, furious yet amused, said, “Then come, you won’t get money, but if it’s my life you want, this is the only one I have. See if my bones can feed you ungrateful, disloyal wretches who disregard their lord and have neither king nor father.”

“Your Majesty misunderstands, I do not want your money.” As soon as An Yi spoke these words, not only was Emperor Tianshu taken aback, everyone was stunned.

They had gone to such lengths, pushing Emperor Tianshu into this state, all for money; without it, why would they go so far as to offend Emperor Tianshu to such an extent?

“What do you want then?” Emperor Tianshu looked at An Yi suspiciously, unsure what An Yi was up to.

“I want nothing,” An Yi slowly lifted his head, stood upright, and calmly spoke to Emperor Tianshu, “I merely ask Your Majesty to sacrifice the individual.”

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“You… what do you mean…” Emperor Tianshu’s eyes flashed coldly, fixating on An Yi.

An Yi did not speak. Under the astonished gazes of the Three Clans’ Senior Ministers, the light from his body erupted like a volcano, bursting through the great hall and shooting into the sky.

The dazzling light enveloped a colossal planet like Sky Pinnacle Star, and everything covered by the light seemed to stand still, frozen in place.

Within the soaring light, An Yi calmly looked at Emperor Tianshu, his robes and white hair fluttering, revealing his majestic stature, as if a celestial demon had descended.

Chi 2 and An 2’s faces changed dramatically, struggling to break through An Yi’s Law Power, but they found they could not escape.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t move, but rather their bodies seemed caught in an infinite loop, constantly returning to their previous state and position regardless of how they moved.

Everything under An Yi’s light continuously cycled because the looping occurred too rapidly, making it seem as if everything had paused.

“An Yi, you have finally mastered the Dual Series Heaven Law Realm of time and space. Alas, with both the Kings of Time and Space present, even though you possess dual Heaven Laws, you are ultimately not a Dharma King,” Emperor Tianshu’s body surged with light, but his was a gray hue.

Protected by the power of this gray light, Emperor Tianshu escaped the looping.

“I have never aspired to be king,” An Yi calmly stated, taking a step forward toward Emperor Tianshu.

The terrifying light, like a protecting Angel of Light, also pressed forward with An Yi’s steps.

“Not aspiring to be king, all are rubbish,” Emperor Tianshu also took a step forward, the gray light around him growing even more fierce, mingling with An Yi’s light like a fallen angel.