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As the Federation Central Council was still in a quandary, a remarkable transformation had already taken place within the Western Star Domain.

First, led by the Hemu Star Domain, a group centered absolutely around Blanchi was ford, consisting of four nearby star domains. These star domains supported each other, leveraged significant civilian backing and military superiority, flattened the stubborn conservative factions within the star domains, and quickly ford new governntal institutions.

Hemu Star Domain Capital District, Star Cluster Hall.

This is the venue used for grand ceremonies and celebrations within the star domain, capable of accommodating nearly 200,000 people. The entire sky is covered by a golden do, with transparent do featuring beautiful and majestic constellation patterns.

At this mont, the entire Star Cluster Hall was filled with soldiers standing upright, forming squares that surrounded the entire venue like layers of mountains, arranged from inside to outside, from low to high. These soldiers were all fully ard, clad in exoskeleton armor, holding firearms, resembling steel.

The only slightly softer décor within the venue was the central podium draped in white cloth, with golden branches and leaves adorning the surroundings.

As ti passed by the minute, a few minutes later, steps slowly rose from the central ground, from which erged a woman with chestnut-golden long hair. At this point, the solemn sound of weapons saluting reverberated throughout the venue, then instantly returned to silence, countless eyes watching the woman step by step ascend the platform.

Standing on the stage, Blanchi took a deep breath, her eyes gently closed, and then opened, sweeping across the audience, as if she saw one fervent soul after another.

"Now is the most crucial mont for us to resist oppression and fight for freedom. Are you willing to swear allegiance to and fight for the future of the entire Western Star Domain!" She spoke these words almost with all her might, without any superfluous preamble, and with those words, an invisible ntal tide spread throughout the venue centered on her, impacting and igniting the emotions of the entire venue almost instantly.

"All glory to you!" The sound of saluting hands was heard throughout the venue in unison.

Shortly thereafter, these gathered soldiers and military personnel left the venue, ready to deploy to various star domains in the West, supporting local resistance movents and swiftly unifying the entire Western Star Domain. And forces like these were certainly not limited to just this batch; every ti a star domain was independently liberated, Blanchi would consolidate the local ard forces in the sa manner.

Call it brainwashing or inspiration, but it's undeniable that the songstress possesses such strong cohesive ability, able to form a highly loyal and idealistic army ready to sacrifice themselves in a very short ti. Freed from the constraints of Federal officials, the songstress will slowly reveal her true power, maximizing her influence in politics, military, and culture.

Three days later, the Sharp-Snout Shark Star Domain hadn't yet received the suppression forces from the Central Star Domain but instead welcod the independent liberation support from the Hemu Star Domain.

East District One, thousands of heavy shuttles dashed across the sky, and as these shuttles dove, soldiers in gray-white exoskeleton armor jumped directly down, raining countless black dots upon the sky as if dumping dumplings.

In just a few minutes, the entire East District One was engulfed in burning flas and artillery fire.

With tight coordination and fearless resolve, the soldiers charged into the defensive lines of buildings, attacking the entrenched conservative faction amidst explosions and bullet storms. Many of these were high-ranking officials with power and enterprises controlled by the Central Star Domain: existing interest factions of the current region. Possessing vast wealth, they hired nurous security personnel during the chaos and received support from parts of the local army, making it difficult for the local Independent Faction to defeat them.

However, with the joining of troops bearing the 'Decamanga Sun' insignia, the previously deadlocked situation was quickly broken. Compared to the conservative faction guarding their corner for personal gain, the attacking soldiers and military personnel were evidently more united, unafraid of death, often daring to sacrifice a small number of mbers to swiftly break through defenses, crushing fleeing security personnel in terror.

No matter how well you dress it up, rcenaries are ultimately in it for the money; they can't compare to true soldiers, lacking the will to sacrifice for ideals and the courage to fight to the death. As soon as the situation seems unfavorable, fleeing and avoiding battle inevitably happens.

In just half a day, the long-stalemated East District One was independently liberated. As the capital district of the local planet, it gathered the most official agencies and organizations. Once the capital district was defeated, the hard-line factions entrenched in various places panicked, starting to find ways to leave the Sharp-Snout Shark Star Domain and flee to the Central Star Domain. At this point, the star harbor in space had co to a halt, and patrol fleets within the star system were engaged in mutual battles.

The steel fleet with a light brown coating slowly sailed past from outside the residential star, facing an equally colored fleet, only that it was from the Hemu Star Domain. At first, both sides opened fire with their main cannons, dramatic stream light beams intersecting in the starry sky, followed by countless fighter jets launching, scattering like swarms of bees, spiraling towards the enemy fleet.

Amid these rapidly flying fighter jets, black chas concealed themselves, weaving in and out with the help of the magic power fluctuations and signal cover of the jets.

As the main force in space battles, battleships have highly powerful axial main cannons with long ranges, often easily capable of destroying and penetrating the opponent's starships. But firing and charging these main cannons require a lot of ti and it's difficult to lock onto small, agile targets like chas, so although both are on the sa battlefield, they find it hard to interfere with each other.

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