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Chapter 218 Su An'an Chooses Star Sector Construction
The rebel mothership's conference room reeked of rust.

Louis knelt on one knee, his claws leaving harsh scratches on the metal floor.

His chest, covered in black scales, heaved violently like a bellows, each breath carrying the stench of blood.

"Su An'an and Seville broke my contract! I'm going to tear them apart and take Alita back."

Lord Red leaned lazily against the crimson throne, his fingertips lightly tapping the bone armrests, producing a crisp, tinkling sound.

Those eerie purple eyes swept over the festering, pus-filled scales on Louis's shoulder, and a sneer escaped from beneath the demon mask:
"With your half-baked beast transformation, Seville can melt you like mud with a single purification hymn."

Louis suddenly looked up, his beastly eyes practically dripping crimson:

"As long as I can win! As long as I can get Alita back! I'm willing to become any monster, even a mindless beast!"

"It's still somewhat useful."

With a flick of his finger, the Red Lord sent a crimson potion flying through the air, bouncing twice on the ground in front of Louis.

The blood vessels in the medicine writhed like live worms.

"This 'God-Eroding Potion' can enhance your beast form,"

His voice suddenly lowered, carrying a seductive, viper-like quality:

"Come talk to me about revenge when you can withstand the sacred purification power of the Swan Clan."

Louis gripped the potion tightly, dragging his heavy steps into the dark corridor behind him, leaving a trail of bloody footprints.

As Lord Hong watched his disappearing figure, his fingertips suddenly stopped on the bone armrest.

A low chuckle came from the shadow of the throne, like countless poisonous insects wriggling:
"What's the rush? The game has only just begun..."

The morning light, like melting gold leaf, shone through the glazed dome onto the palace floor tiles, making Su An'an's butterfly wings glow with a pale golden light.

She lifted her skirt and bowed to Queen Jeremiah, the newly formed monarch butterfly pattern swirling at the tips of her wings like a circle of tiny stars.

Queen Jeremiah strode forward, her fingertips gently tracing the edge of her wing, a rare tenderness shimmering in her azure eyes:
"Double S physique, Monarch Butterfly fully awakened," she chuckled. "My daughter is more remarkable than I imagined."

Turning her gaze to the four beastmen behind her, the Empress was lavish in her praise.
"Yin Jiuyao has rendered meritorious service in protecting the emperor, and Ye Yuan has stabilized the empire's internal affairs."

"Feizhao shattered the rebels' StarNet deployment."

"Lan Cangming's ability to command the overall situation is even more crucial. None of the four of you have disappointed me."

Yin Jiuyao's tiger ears immediately perked up, and his tail swept proudly behind him.

He deliberately bumped Lan Cangming with his shoulder:

"Did you hear that? Even the Queen praised me for being the most reliable protector!"

Lan Cangming coughed softly, and icy mist condensed into small ice crystals at his fingertips:

"Mind your manners." He then subtly touched Su An'an's heel with his toe.

Jarina's gaze finally settled on Seville, lingering for a moment with a scrutinizing look before she nodded.

“Especially you, Seville.”

"As the Swan Priestess of the Alliance, she is commendable for her dedication in helping the Empire during its time of crisis."

"Ah!"

Fei Zhao's nine fox tails suddenly exploded like fireworks, their fiery red fur standing on end:

"Are some people really taking credit for their purification abilities?"

The fox's tail "accidentally" brushed against Seville.

"The blood we four have shed is probably more than some people's feathers!"

Ye Yuan's dragon tail wrapped around Fei Zhao's ankle as a warning, but the foxfire burned its scales until they turned red.

Seville glanced coldly at Fei Zhao: "Not convinced? Let's fight?"

"Just hit us!"

Sparks flew from Fei Zhao's red eyes, and foxfire leaped up half a meter high, colliding with Seville's golden light.

The bursts of light splashed onto Su An'an's sleeves.

"Stop it all!"

Su An'an's butterfly wings suddenly unfolded, and pinkish-gold phosphorescent powder fell like starlight, instantly suppressing the two restless energies.

She lightly touched Fei Zhao's brow with her fingertip, and the foxfire went out with a "poof":

"If you keep causing trouble, don't even think about entering my bedchamber again." Fei Zhao's fox ears drooped down with a "whoosh," and her nine tails listlessly wrapped around her wrist.

"I was wrong!"

Su An'an turned and glared at Seville, her butterfly wings gently patting his golden wings:

"You should tone it down a bit. Do you really have to get angry with him?"

Seville's golden wings drooped slightly, softening the glow considerably, which was considered an admission of agreement.

The Empress raised an eyebrow at the farce, then suddenly tapped her scepter lightly on the ground:
"It seems my daughter knows how to discipline her beastly husband."

She glanced meaningfully at Seville, "especially the foreign swans."

Seville's golden wings froze for a moment.

Su An'an immediately hooked her little finger with his.

This aloof priest from the alliance was as obedient to her as a fledgling bird.

"An'an, your title has been decided."

With a flick of her sleeve, Queen Jelinekhan caused the points of light on the star map to suddenly illuminate.

She traced the dazzling halo of the Seventh Star Sector with her fingertips: "These star sectors are all top choices for your fiefdom."

"The Seventh Star Sector is rich in energy crystals, enough to support a hundred fleets."

"The twelfth star sector is rich in resources, with an annual fiscal revenue of over one billion gold coins. Which sector would you like to choose?"

Su An'an's gaze, however, went beyond those dazzling star fields.

It falls on the B1 star sector, in that dark area at the edge of the star map.

It was like a dusty scar embedded on the edge of the empire's territory.

In my previous life, the tragic scene of the empire's destruction suddenly flashed into my mind.

The rebels tore through the defenses in this barren land, leading their mutated beasts deep into the city and burning the palace to the ground.

"I want a B1."

Her voice was soft, yet clear and resonant, like an icicle striking crystal.

The hall fell silent suddenly, and even the hum of the ventilation system became clear.

Queen Jeremiah tightened her grip on the scepter, the bone china tip striking the gold-brick floor with a sharp crack, leaving a shallow dent.

"Are you crazy? The radiation levels in Sector B1 are too high; even mutated beasts don't want to stay there!"

"The rebels knew the terrain there like the backyard."

"You want to turn your fiefdom into a springboard for the rebels?"

Su An'an swiped her finger across the screen, and the real-time data of Gang Teng from the Otherworld popped up.

Emerald green vine patterns spread across the gray starfield:

"But they didn't know that gamboge can absorb radiation and bring hope to the most devastating land."

She looked up at the Empress, her butterfly wings fluttering gently:

"Mother, I want to build the empire's sharpest shield on this land."

Jelena's pupils contracted sharply, and the scepter slowly rose from the ground, the jewel at the top reflecting her complex expression:

Why did you choose this one?

"I had a precognitive dream during my evolution."

Su An'an lowered her voice even further, as if afraid of disturbing something:
"In my dream, the Empire fell from the B1 sector."

"The rebels used the radiation zone there as cover to secretly raise a beast-like army."

The scepter in Jeline's hand clattered to the ground.

She stared blankly at Su An'an, her long silver-gray hair cascading over her shoulders, and for the first time, she showed an expression of disbelief.

The five beastmen simultaneously turned to look at Su An'an, their eyes filled with shock.

　There's another chapter being revised, still at 22:40. An'an is practicing with infrastructure building, preparing to create her own empire.

　　(End of this chapter)