Chapter 1150: Chapter 448: Ghost’s Tears
“Co back with ,” the White Ghost said in a deep voice.
Catherine’s voice was calm but with a touch of helplessness: “I cannot return to Hanton.”
“Why?”
The White Ghost’s voice trembled slightly, tightening — a common phenonon when one’s emotions fluctuate.
“Catherine, we had a wonderful ti on Yaha Star. When I was playing the role of Hui Saka, it was you who led into the Supermodified Organization.
“You told then, although the Empire had many unpleasant aspects, the billions of people here needed guardians, needed soone to save them from the reckless nobles and ruthless capitalists, to stand up when they needed people to speak out for justice.
“I did that, but what about you? You left without a word and defected from the Empire.
“Were you swayed by the New Federation?
“Can you co back? I can trade everything for the Empire’s pardon for you.”
Catherine said indifferently: “Duke Hanton, please don’t be so naive, and you should consider the feelings of Princess Daphne; we were only once lovers.”
“Catherine, now you have betrayed the Empire, betrayed , betrayed the beliefs you guided to establish! This isn’t about personal feelings or childish issues!”
“Hanton, let go, I don’t want to fight you.”
“What has happened to you! Weren’t they saying that all Supermodified people had ideological imprints!”
“Hanton,” the giant blade in Catherine’s hand began vibrating at high speed: “Don’t stop !”
“You must give an explanation today!”
The jetpack on Catherine’s back suddenly spewed out intense tail flas, and she let out a shout, unleashing the power of a top-level Supermodified person.
Yang Ming clenched his fist tightly, pulling down the light sword hanging from his waist, holding it with both hands, the light blade extended, his figure like an arrow leaving the bow, charging directly at Catherine!
Griss’s eyelids twitched.
The two strongest warriors of the Empire, set against the backdrop of the planet’s atmospheric arc, with the deep space and the distant blue-white Constant Star as a canvas, engaged in a fierce confrontation.
Veteran Griss could imdiately discern the strength and weakness of both parties.
The White Ghost showed leniency everywhere, while Catherine spared no effort in launching her offensive.
The Horse-Slaying Blade continuously drew sharp arcs;
When the light sword ca close to Catherine, it only sliced off a strand of her golden hair.
With a jetpack propelling her, Catherine’s maneuverability was completely suppressed by the physically navigated White Ghost. Still, Catherine’s Horse-Slaying Blade could always burst forth with imnse power, occasionally causing intense ripples in the red light mbrane surrounding the White Ghost.
This shocked Griss imnsely.
He knew how formidable the White Ghost was, which is why he was astonished by the combat prowess Catherine was displaying at the mont.
During the intense battle, their conversation once again captured Griss’s attention.
“Catherine, co back with !”
“Hanton, I’ve already set on this path; there’s no reason to turn back!”
“Catherine! It was you who kept telling not to betray the Empire, that only by being a part of the Empire could we protect its people, yet now you’re standing on the opposite side of us!”
“This country is hopeless!”
Catherine’s voice carried a trace of trembling:
“They just keep oppressing the people! They divide using regions, with the Emperor Star exploiting the Emperor Star Circle, the Emperor Star Circle exploiting the outer planets, concentrating resources around the Emperor Star!
“This is purely to fulfill their delusional desires, their wish for individual high-dinsional ascension!
“Hanton! We Supermodified people are all embryo-raised, sacrifices for ascension experints, used for dirty work by the Empire until we reach the peak of our own power!
“You don’t understand anything!”
The White Ghost shouted, “I don’t understand! We agreed to change the Empire together!”
“You can’t change this Empire! They can lift you up, but they can also push you down at any ti because the Empire’s continued exploitation ensures people’s high welfare lives; those entranced by dreams cannot possibly resist the Empire’s oppression!”
“The Empire isn’t as bad as you think.”
“Then go to the peripheral planets! Go to the slave status planets! Go to the estates of the Great Nobles and capitalists! Darkness, decay, evil happens every day!”
“Catherine, if we act, we can change it…”
“You know it, Hanton! You know it!”
“Catherine!”
“The Emperor is just a puppet; it’s the Sherman family behind him that are the real criminals sucking the lifeblood of billions!”
“Enough, Catherine!”
“Daphne is just the rope they use to bind you!”
“Catherine!”
“Seeking survival through gentleness is a futile endeavor; compromise leads only to a dead-end! Fight! We must resist! We must make them know that everyone deserves respect!”
Buzz—
Catherine’s giant blade fiercely struck the red light mbrane on Yang Ming’s chest, sending him flying back.
In that gap, the transport ship had completed its turnaround, raced out of the outer atmosphere, and sped into deep space.
Catherine turned to look at Yang Ming, with the jetpack propelling her fully, she charged towards the transport ship.
She removed her helt, allowing only the transparent space suit to wrap around her beautiful face, looking at Yang Ming with eyes full of warmth and deep affection.
“I love you, Hanton, but I cannot forsake my ideals for private emotions.”
“My ideological imprint still exists, I am loyal to the Empire, but Hanton, an Empire without an Emperor, without nobility, without intense class oppression, is the only one worthy of my loyalty.”
“Freedom and democracy should co to this ancient nation that has existed for tens of thousands of years; everyone should have the right to live equally, rather than contributing 90% of the labor output to the exploiting class.”
“My power is limited, Hanton, but even if it burns , I should light this fla… you are my idol, you can do more, wake up quickly, Hanton, they won’t guard your mother star, when you leave this world to explore high dinsions, the fate awaiting your mother star is endless enslavent…”
In space.
Yang Ming lay quietly, influenced and drawn by the planet’s gravity.
The East Wind never fired a shot.
The last fra of the video, frozen behind Yang Ming’s helt, faintly showed a tear dropping from his eye.
The Ghost’s tear.
…
“Glimr” plan progressed by twenty percent.
“Challenger” plan progressed by ten percent.
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