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Building Interstellar Empire With Universal Synthesis

Chapter 173: The Horror Unleashed
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Chapter 173: Chapter 173: The Horror Unleashed

The Grand Council Hall on Earth was a massive, dome shaped structure built to project absolute power.

Approximately 400 Councilmen sat tightly in their leather cushioned seats, all dressed in perfectly tailored, refined blue and black suits.

​Some politicians remained highly attentive on their own terms, scribbling notes on glowing holographic pads. Others simply looked completely bored, leaning back and staring at the massive domed ceiling.

​This was the sacred place where the United Federation’s laws, interstellar treaties, and military policies were officially passed. But today, the standard political agenda had been completely thrown out the window. There was a highly controversial special resolution on the floor. It was a vote for spending exactly 1 Million Universal Credits specifically for decapitating the rising Zenith Empire and its supreme ruler, Neo Godson.

​Some were heavily on the side of passing this massive budget. Others were passionately opposing it until their lungs burned.

​"Order! I demand absolute order in this hall!" the Supreme Speaker shouted, "Supreme Chancellor Sir Magnus, you have the floor."

​Chancellor Magnus up from his leather seat and pointed an accusing finger at the opposing side of the hall.

​"Are you all completely blind Gentlemen? Neo Godson is not just some random pirate playing king on a dirt rock! He is a rapidly evolving cosmic anomaly! He has established a rogue empire right on the very edge of our solar sector. If we do not authorize this one million Universal Credit payment to Marquis Epos right now, that boy will eventually knock on our front door!"

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​"No. You are completely out of your mind, Chancellor Magnus! One million Universal Credits is nearly 50 percent of our entire national treasury! You want to bankrupt the United Federation just to hire a foreign Dominator? We have our own military fleets!" Councilman Sterling shot back, entirely ignoring the Speaker’s frantic calls for order

​"Sir Sterling, you might not know, but our fleets cannot even touch him! Have you not read the latest intelligence reports from the outer sectors? The boy possesses a Supreme Talent! He can merge different state of matter and evolve them to higher properties! Marquis Epos is a seasoned conqueror with a massive vanguard. Paying him is a cheap price to ensure the absolute safety of Earth!"

​"No! It is a pathetic act of cowardice! We are Sol-III! We do not pay alien mercenaries to fight our battles! Besides, how do we even know this Marquis Epos will succeed? What if he takes our national wealth and simply fails?" another opposing Councilman yelled from the back rows.

Magnus stood undeterred.

​"A Marquis of the Dominator Ranking does not fail against a newly ascended brat! Epos has already accepted the initial terms. His vanguard has likely already arrived at Zenith as we speak. We just need to finalize the payment resolution to secure our borders forever!"

​"This is foolish! We are simply painting a massive target on our own backs! If Epos fails, we will have directly funded an assassination attempt against an Interstellar Emperor! Neo Godson will not just forgive and forget. He will bring the full wrath of Zenith directly to Sol-III! Is that a gamble you are willing to take with the lives of billions of innocent humans?"

Magnus shot back,

​"He is already a threat to those billions! He is an unchecked dictator hoarding precious cosmic resources! The Milky Way Alliance will not step in to help us unless we take the initiative first. We must sever the head of the snake before it grows large enough to swallow the Federation whole!"

​The Grand Council Hall quickly erupted into absolute chaos. Hundreds of Councilmen stood up from their leather seats, screaming at each other across the wide aisles. The loud, panicked arguments about national wealth, interstellar politics, and cosmic survival blended into a deafening roar.

​None of these arrogant politicians had any idea that their heated debate was already completely pointless. They were arguing over how to pay a Dominator who was already dead and resurrected as a loyal undead hound.

​And they were completely unaware that the very boy they were trying to assassinate was currently rushing toward Earth with three world breaking LORD Class warships, absolutely ready to give them the total cosmic apocalypse they so desperately feared.

Suddenly —

Bang!

Every single pair of eyes snapped toward the entrance.

​Standing in the grand doorway was General Aizenberg, the proud and battle hardened Patriarch of the Aizenberg family. He wore his full Federation military uniform, his chest proudly adorned with decades of war medals.

However, his face was now completely pale.

"General Aizenberg! You cannot simply barge into a classified Council session! Guards, remove him at once!" freewebnσvel.cøm

​"Stop this stupud meeting at once, Speaker," General Aizenberg barked, "And stop arguing over a budget that no longer matters."

Chancellor Magnus frowned, "What are you talking about, General? The one million Universal Credits is critical to our survival."

​"Your mercenary is already dead, Vance," General Aizenberg stated coldly, dropping the absolute bombshell directly into the center of the silent room.

​"WHAAAT!"

​"That is completely impossible! Marquis Epos is a supreme being! He had millions of elite soldiers!"

​"I just received a direct, encrypted transmission from my estranged son, Leon. He is currently stationed on Zenith. He watched the entire battle unfold. Epos and his mighty armada were completely slaughtered. Zenith did not just survive your little assassination attempt. They absolutely crushed it."

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Soon, the Grand Council Hall became so incredibly quiet that a dropped pin would have sounded like a gunshot.

The high and mighty politicians who were just screaming for war were now completely frozen in their leather seats.

General Aizenberg wasn’t finished.

​"It gets much worse, councillors. My son gave me a direct, desperate warning. He told me to surrender the absolute moment I saw the enemy in the sky. He said it was the only way to save the Aizenberg family."

​"Saw who?" the Supreme Speaker asked, his hands shaky.

"Neo Godson!"

Rumble!

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