Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

Dongjiang didn't lie or deceive anyone. Could it be that everything he said was... true?

"Bang!" Patrick slammed his fist against the glass, blood streaming down his face as his skin tore open. He spoke slowly and deliberately.

"How could you be so heartless? How could you bring yourself to do such a cruel thing to your own people? Answer me, Messiah Elson!"

"Compatriots? Hahahaha!" Tsurugi threw her head back and laughed, as if Patrick had told a joke.

“I have never been one of your people. I was once human, and now I am an apostle, but I have never altered my genes.”

After he finished laughing, he looked at them with an almost pitying gaze.

"Do you know how pathetic you are? The so-called Adjusters use half-understood biotechnology to modify themselves, knocking out those genetic codes that you don't understand and consider useless, and then turning themselves into a minority species with no future."

He paused, then commented with words that pierced their very souls.

"Just like the prototype of that Middle Eastern country that you cited in the past. They isolated themselves from others and then called themselves a superior race. But if we have to fight to determine the future of humanity, the natural humans that you despise are much more promising than you."

At this point, he revealed a mocking smile.

"In any case, in the future I want to create, no Coordinator will be born into this world."

A deathly silence fell. Patrick's face was icy cold, suppressing immense rage.

As Tsurugie said, both Plant and Zaft, whether it's the organization's name, their status, or their military uniforms and systems—they are completely designed to be the cosmic yogis.

They may have been victims at first, but this group is by no means innocent; the most obvious example is people like Patrick.

Coordinators like him genuinely believe that they are superior humans while Naturals are backward, primitive humans—otherwise, the notion that self-proclaimed 'new humans' refer to Naturals as 'old humans' wouldn't be so prevalent in Plant.

But as Tsurugi said, the Coordinators are pathetic. They use immature biotechnology to arbitrarily modify their own genes in order to challenge the mountain of code that humanity has accumulated over 20,000 years. As a result, they directly lose the most basic requirement of life—reproduction.

Moreover, this is just the beginning. The most tragic thing is the birth of Kira Yamato, the super coordinator. If such a template really exists, it is foreseeable that subsequent coordinators will be adjusted according to Kira's standard.

When an organism loses its diversity and simply follows a direction that can be considered 'perfect,' then even a tiny virus can cause the extinction of an entire species.

“...You will have no future.” Patrick took a deep breath and announced in a voice devoid of any emotion.

"You will be confined here for life, studied by us under heavy guard. Messiah, it doesn't matter who you are anymore, you have no future."

After saying that, the light in front of Tsurugi went out, and he was plunged into darkness.

And what awaits him next may indeed be just as Patrick said.

"Oh dear, so I guess I was arrested by the Romans right after being betrayed by Judas?" Tsurugi stretched lazily in the darkness.

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"Oh dear, so I guess I was arrested by the Romans right after being betrayed by Judas?" Tsurugi stretched lazily in the darkness.

"So what awaits me next? My execution?"

In the still darkness, no one answered Tsurugi's words.

"Father! You promised you wouldn't do anything to the Messiah!"

Aslan glared angrily at his father, his fists clenched in fury.

"Don't you understand, Aslan!" Patrick hissed, looking at his son.

"Whatever he is, Messiah Elson is no longer the friend you knew! He has made it clear that he is no longer a Coordinator!"

"He is an enemy to us Coordinators! That's enough! He, like those insidious Naturals, is to be controlled and destroyed by us!!!"

"A world without Coordinators has no reason to exist!"

Looking at his father's face, which was almost distorted, Aslan paused for a moment, then silently turned and left.

Perhaps at this moment he finally understood that his former father had been completely devoured by the demon called hatred—this was not only due to his mother's death, but Patrick Sara's soul had long since become an irrational war maniac.

But Aslan would not allow such a thing to happen—he would rescue Messiah and his trusted friends no matter what!

I don't care if I get caught and executed!

With that in mind, Athrun went straight to Lux's house, intending to entrust Kira, who had been transformed into a girl, to Lux before proceeding with his mission.

995

714. Children of the universe are not allowed to enter heaven!

"I was nailed to the cross, just like Jesus Christ~~~~"

Confined by pure darkness, Tsurugi softly hummed an arrogant little tune.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will soon be drugged and sent to the operating table. First, his body will be dissected to identify his organs, and then they will conduct research on him little by little.

The Coordinators are eager to improve their own flaws. They don't understand what Tsurugi is, whether he's an alien or something else. In any case, the only thing that is certain is that his biotechnology far surpasses that of humans.

Given Tsurugi's undisguised attitude towards the Coordinators and his past dealings with Egypt, the probability of him being dissected is over 90%.

He could even smell the disinfectant, mixed with the cold metallic smell of the scalpel.

There's nothing we can do about it; PLAN is basically Patrick's domain now.

Siegel Klein had effectively lost power after Blood Valentine, and the PLANT had been taken over by the extremist Coordinators, and this fanatical war mentality would not dissipate even in the second part two years later.

Therefore, they will treat Dongjiang the way the Jews treated Jesus.

Even worse, he might be torn to pieces.

"--If that's the case, I don't have my brother's good temper."

Looking at the empty darkness, Tsurugi chuckled to herself.

He came to save the world under the guise of a savior, but he can't imitate Jesus and doesn't intend to. As for his magnanimity and such—is that a novel joke?

The world will take two different paths of development here.

One path he would take would engulf everything; the other he would choose to continue on a different path of salvation.

But—he was still surprised that he had no reaction at all.

Whatever judgments or choices humans make, it seems that they are no longer enough to stir even the slightest ripple of emotion in him now.

Instead of trying to peek into the future, Tsurugi quietly waited to see how the world would unfold.

A slight vibration came from the air near my ears.

That was far away, extremely far away, where the air vibrated violently from the explosion, and could be heard even in such a well-sealed and partitioned room.

Tsurugi opened his eyes and waited with interest. About five minutes later, with the sound of footsteps, the secret chamber where Tsurugi was imprisoned was suddenly blasted open, creating a gap.

"Messiah!!!"

Aslan rushed in anxiously, gun in hand, followed by Kruze and Gilbert.

"Roar, Judas is here!" Tsurugi smiled happily at Aslan, after all, he didn't want to go to the most extreme outcome.

"That's great! If that's the case, things won't have turned out so badly."

"Stop talking nonsense, we have to get out of here immediately!"

Aslan immediately freed Tsurugi from his restraints and pulled him anxiously...

"Uncle Siegel has already arranged a ship for us to leave here, we're here now—"

"No need."

Tsugumi looked at Aslan and said with a smile

“You are indeed a very good friend, Aslan. I must thank you, Uncle Siegel, and Lux.”

"Whatever your reasons for helping me, I will always be grateful for that choice."

Then, he looked at Kruse and Gilbert and smiled.

"As for the two of you, is it because you're afraid of being abandoned or affected? It doesn't matter. I value your actions, not your thoughts."

Gilbert and Kruse exchanged a glance; there was no doubt that their thoughts were indeed based on relative fear.

After all, they knew better than anyone what Tsuruga's true nature was and what power he possessed.

The entire Plant—no, everything in this world—was never an obstacle for him.

Just then, a flurry of footsteps came from outside, accompanied by the sound of bullets blasting.

How could it be so fast? Aslan's face turned deathly pale. Could it be that Uncle Siegel had already—

"Alright, we need to do this before any unnecessary problems arise."

Tsugumi cracked her neck, placed her hand on Aslan's shoulder, and said with a smile.

"Next, remember to take a deep breath."

At this moment, outside the research institute, a large number of Zaft soldiers who obeyed Patrick's orders had surrounded the place.

"Act quickly! We must wipe out all the rebellious Coordinator traitors!!!"

The leading soldier from the Sara faction shouted, and he was naturally referring to the Klein faction.

Whether it's a dirty political struggle or a long-planned scheme, Patrick's control over the military has far exceeded Siegel's expectations.

At this moment, it wasn't just the research institute that was surrounded, but also the Klein family mansion.

Patrick Sara was planning to use this opportunity to wipe out the Kleinists.

He wasn't worried that Tsurugi could escape, because this was Plant's stronghold. Even if Tsurugi had military strength he didn't know about, how could he easily break through Yakindov's defenses?

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The string of victories not only ignited the fire of ambition in his heart, but also drove him to a near-mad arrogance.

He wanted to have both Tsurugi and Plant in his hands. This leader, whose reason had long been consumed by the flames of war, had gone down the path of madness.

but--

A sacred melody resounded in the sky above April City!

Buzz—Boom!

Patrick at the window, Siegel and Lacus surrounded by enemies, and countless other Coordinators all stared in shock at the Cross of Light blooming inside the colony!

As the cross shone, a giant of light, pure white with two halos floating behind him, slowly emerged!

The moment he appeared, the hellish black vortex that had once appeared in Egypt also appeared above his head.