Chapter 1990 The Conspiracy of the Grisk
1991. The Conspiracy of the Grisk
Starting from the capital area of the planet Kruste, everything was in a mess, with buildings destroyed and roads It was bombed, and dense corpses were scattered everywhere.
These corpses were shot by blasters. The explosive power of the blasters can immediately blow the bodies into pieces. You must know that the E-5 blaster rifle is more powerful than ordinary blaster rifles, but it will explode when shooting. It generates a lot of heat and will be so hot that you can't hold it even after a few shots.
However, for the B-1 combat robot, this is not a problem.
The result is that, in the eyes of the Krustians, the weapons used by this robot army are frighteningly powerful, and even one bullet is as powerful as a grenade!
Purely at the level of light weapons, this is also a dimensionality reduction strike. Even the Fourth Civilization, before they developed super-matter acceleration technology, would use a large number of blaster weapons, and even now they are still equipped with many blaster weapons.
And now, the culprit who caused this massacre has been captured by the protoss fanatic warriors.
Although the short Grisk man was caught by a fanatic warrior, he was still yelling angrily. At the same time, his eyes were shining with a strange light, and he had powerful mind control. The ability suddenly explodes! Keith Maxwell felt dizzy and felt nauseous, and he couldn't help but back away.
The protoss fanatic warrior who caught the Grisk man was also the first to bear the brunt. He felt faint and seized this momentary flaw. The Grisk man suddenly fired a bolt of lightning from his mouth! This lightning was extremely sudden and powerful, but it only caused a ripple in front of the fanatic warrior.
Energy shield!
The Grisk people obviously cannot understand why the energy shield can be miniaturized so that one person can use it! There was a look of despair on his face, and then he was held down by the Protoss Zealot Warrior again.
The fanatic was not polite. He slapped the Grisk man to pieces and beat him to pieces, and then forcibly opened his mouth. Only then did I see that the entire tooth of the Grisk was a metal mechanical device, and the lightning just now was emitted from here.
Without giving him any chance, the fanatic warrior simply tore off the metal device! The Grisk man's mouth was suddenly bloody and bloody, and he screamed loudly and vaguely. The pain was like having a tooth pulled out!
He struggled fiercely, but in front of the protoss who was nearly 3 meters tall, the Grisk man was like a child with no ability to resist at all.
After tearing off the weapon installed on his gums, the fanatic warrior very thoughtfully took the bottle of first-aid spray thrown by Maxwell, and then directly sprayed the Grisk man's mouth.
After all the tossing, the Grisk man had only half a breath left, and lay limp on the ground and stopped moving.
Rasdian walked over and put a metal collar around the Grisk man's neck. He glanced at the curious Maxwell and explained: "This collar can block them. The use of psychic powers. Whenever he tries to use psychic powers, the electrodes on the ring will cause him enough pain to remember."
Then the Zealot Warrior is like carrying a chicken. In the same manner, he carried the Grisk man back to the spacecraft.
After being sent to the medical room and being treated by a medical robot, the Grisk man who almost died due to heavy bleeding in his mouth and gums finally recovered a little. He sat on the stool in the interrogation room, exhausted.
Admiral Chiara, Keith Maxwell, and Rasdian stood in front of him.
Admiral Chiara asked coldly in Chiss: "Tell me, what is your name? How many more of you are there on the planet Kruste? Don't act stupid! In this place All civilizations in the Star Territory will learn the Chiss language."
The Grisk looked at Rasdian with a fearful look, and then replied in the Chiss language as well: "My name is Sanga. Ray (Sangare), the Krustians are my 'clientspecies'. I'm the only one here. "
"What does this mean?" Kerswell asked with a frown.
"To put it simply, these weak but numerous races are my customers. They provide me with services in any field." Sangare looked at Rasdian and said, " Your race also has great power, I believe you will understand. When the power is as strong as ours, many things do not need to be done by yourself.”
He never looked at Maxwell and Chiara from the beginning to the end. In his opinion, these weak and inferior races were only worthy of being his 'clients'.
"You are wrong. With power, you will also have responsibility. There are no good or bad races in the universe. We do have powerful power, but we should use this power to help others." Rasdian said lightly, "The universe has never been a place where one can survive alone."
"Hahahaha...hypocrisy." Sangare sneered, "You can't even have an ordinary conversation. It's all telepathy. As long as you are willing, controlling a planet or a race is a piece of cake. You always stand on the side of the strong and let the weak play the game called 'fair' with you. Don't you think so? Is it ridiculous?"
He turned to look at Chiara with a mocking smile, "And you, Chiss people, do you feel it? You have developed industrial and military power. You were in Chaos before. The overlord of one side, no one dares to provoke him. But now? Do you have any ability to resist the Principality of Dawn? You are just a pet raised by the Principality of Dawn. But in fact, did they give you a choice? "
"The issue between Qisi Territory and Dawn Principality is naturally resolved by both of us." Keith Mark. Swale spoke first. He did not want to leave this question to General Chiara, "Since you have always emphasized that the weak should eat the strong, now we stand on the side of the strong and ask you to surrender. Otherwise..." < br>
"The stronger side? Is the Principality of Dawn really the strong one? How do you... compare with the Galaxy Empire? Hahahaha." Sangare sneered, "You will always be the losers in this war, Principality of Dawn. "
There was a burst of anger in Maxwell's heart, "It doesn't matter what the Galactic Empire is like, at least now, I have enough means to make you miserable!"
He stood up directly and did it smoothly! He pulled out the dagger and stabbed into Sangare's thigh with a whoosh!
Sangare screamed immediately, but then the medical robot floated over and directly sutured his wound for treatment - without any anesthesia. Admiral Chiara said coldly: "You have been observing us, and you are also observing the Principality of Dawn. This war was actually launched by you deliberately! It is you who want war!"
"No...it is the Principality of Dawn that wants war." Because of the pain, Sangare's expression was extremely ferocious, "Aren't you curious why it was such a coincidence that when purifying Mongal-Menggal, he mistakenly Bombing a colony? We do have a very extensive spy network, but this is the only thing we can't do. "You bastard!" The knife stabbed him again. This time, Sangare screamed again and suppressed his next words.
Admiral Chiara's face was uncertain, and she seemed to be thinking about what Sangare just said.
At this time, Rasdian's voice came in his mind, "A person's spiritual defense line is like a castle. Some places have strong defenses and thick walls, while some places have weak defenses and lack of walls. Therefore, in order to achieve successful mind control, you must find the weaknesses in their minds. This is something that every mind controller is very good at."
"You see, I am not wrong. You know a lot about mind control! This is not what someone who has never been involved in mind control can say! You are just enjoying the feeling of being superior and looking down on all living beings. You must claim to be gods and then take advantage of the weaker races. And use that superficial help to satisfy your own pathetic sense of morality," Sangare said with a grin.
However, Rasdian looked at him very calmly and said lightly: "Not anymore."
"Hahahahaha!" Sangare burst out with a burst of sarcastic laughter. .
But his laughter stopped abruptly the next second, and he shook his head desperately, his eyes almost popping out of his sockets, as if he was enduring terrible pain.
After a full two minutes, the torture stopped. Sangare looked at Rasdian with fear in his eyes and said weakly: "Ask you...I said...I said ..."
"How many Grisk people are there on the planet Kruste?" Rasdian asked.
"Seven. The seven of us jointly control the planet Krustel." Sangarei answered honestly, "We Grisk people are very scattered. In fact, except for reproduction, we don't need to be together at all. Naturally, we have our own Customer races to provide us with everything we want."
Maxwell asked: "How many races do you control?"
"I don't know..." Sang. Garay said, seeing that Maxwell wanted to use the knife again, he quickly added: "I really don't know. Grisk Hegemony's distribution of its sphere of influence is top secret. We all meet regularly. The messenger from the Hegemony Core learned things that we should know. For example, after I completed the training of mind control, the messenger came to arrange for me to control them on the planet Kruste. It came according to the envoy's arrangement. As for other planets, we have no idea."
"When did you start investigating the situation in the Dawn Principality?" Maxwell asked again.
"Since the outbreak of the war you call the 'Clone War', we have begun to collect intelligence from the outside world." Sangarei replied, "And after you entered Chaos through the Star Gate, you even It immediately aroused the alarm of the core of the hegemony. According to what the envoy said when he came last time, the Griske hegemony decided to take a preemptive strike and completely defeat you before the Dawn Principality discovered us."
"In other words, you want to collude with the Galactic Empire to deal with us?"
"I am not responsible for this matter, so I only know a rough idea. The messenger did not tell me the specific situation."< br>
Rasdian asked: "I have studied the objects controlled by you. You forcibly distorted their souls, wills and memories, destroyed their psychological defenses, and then used your own power to build them A false spiritual world. But this time should be very long... How do you want to control a race? "[Note 1]
"It's the messenger..." Sangare said, " After the messenger assigns the task, he will also tell me the weakness of that race. Then I will use this weakness to spread panic among the entire race, and then gradually destroy their psychological defenses through this, which is like a viral infection. Similarly, it will always be difficult to control the target at first, but the spread of control will become smoother and smoother."
He paused and then said: "Sometimes, wars will break out. . The psychological defenses of some races are relatively strong, or when they sense that someone is controlling them, they will resist. At this time, their hearts will become stronger, and we can only go through war. To solve it. However, those who start the war are those who are controlled by us. In other words, these people's compatriots...see their former comrades in front of them, no matter how strong their spiritual defenses are, they will collapse."
Admiral Chiara asked: "Is the Grisk hegemony a starship civilization or a civilization with a home?"
Sangare was suddenly confused, and he replied: "We don't need a home at all... … We are scattered among the planets of controlled races, and we enjoy the services provided to us by the entire planet. For some races that we find useful, we will move their populations to other places to use them as laborers.”
"A very powerful spiritual suggestion." Rasdian said.
"What did you say?" Maxwell was stunned.
"Deep in his heart, there is a line of defense built for him by others. And this line of defense is about their homeland." Rasdian said.
Admiral Chiara nodded and said: "Yes, let's think about it in reverse. This person is emphasizing that he has no home. In fact, what he wants to hide is the fact that they have a home!"
" They are even on guard against their own people." Maxwell's face darkened.
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[Note 1: The setting of the Grisk people is not very complete. There does not seem to be more details about their mind control in the original novel. Focus on the story of how Thrawn fought back against the odds to defeat Grisk's hegemony. Therefore, I can only make some completions in my own way. 】
(End of this chapter)