"You are all trash!"
In front of the Planetary Defense Council and all the representatives of the Imperium, Emrys almost belittled Wallfacers Rey Diaz, Taylor, and Hines, calling them utterly useless.
"Emrys!"
Taylor slammed the table in a rage, roaring, "What did you say? Who is trash?!"
"You, you, and—you."
Emrys was completely unafraid, meeting the furious gazes of Taylor, Rey Diaz, and Hines directly, and calmly said, "First, I acknowledge your contributions to humanity and your firm stances, but that doesn't deny the failure of your plans."
"By what right do you say our plans failed?" Rey Diaz said icily, "Or rather, by what right do you think your plan will definitely be better than ours? Emrys—we admit that as a superpower user, you do have an advantage, but that doesn't mean your plan will necessarily bring humanity victory!"
"Young man, confidence is a good thing." Taylor sneered, then continued, "But blind self-confidence will only lead you into the abyss—I don't deny your superiority, but I've seen more of the world than you've eaten rice. You should learn how to be humble first."
Hines, the scholar among the three, had a less aggressive tone, but was equally unconvinced.
"Mr. Wallfacer, you say your plan is better than ours. Please provide concrete evidence, otherwise it will be very difficult for me to agree with your idea!"
"Indeed, if I don't provide 'evidence,' I suppose you won't agree with my views."
Emrys nodded, then pointed at the first person.
"First is you, Manuel Rey Diaz."
Rey Diaz, whose name was called, felt inexplicably nervous, but he still controlled his expression and regained his composure.
"Heh, I'd like to see what evidence you can produce."
"You gathered nuclear physicists from all over the world, intending to set up super-yield stellar-class hydrogen bombs in Jupiter's orbit, publicly claiming that when the Trisolaran fleet arrives, you would use massive hydrogen bombs to lay space mines to intercept the Trisolaran fleet, correct?" Emrys asked.
Rey Diaz was expressionless.
"Yes."
"Very good."
Emrys cleared his throat, then showed a strange smile.
"Manuel Rey Diaz—I am your Wallbreaker."
"?!"
Rey Diaz was stunned.
They knew that ETO, targeting the Wallfacer Project, had also formulated a 'Wallbreaker' Project to uncover the Wallfacers' true intentions, but—what was this situation?!
The fourth Wallfacer was a Wallbreaker?!
Amidst the collective gasp of shock from the entire room, Emrys continued.
"Your actual intention, the array of hydrogen bombs deployed in Jupiter's orbit, is not to intercept the Trisolaran fleet, but 'Jupiter' itself. You plan to use massive yield hydrogen bombs to trigger Jupiter's hydrogen-helium nuclear fusion, turning Jupiter into a temporary Sun, thereby engulfing the entire Solar System. This is your plan to use Jupiter to threaten the Trisolaran fleet."
Rey Diaz's pupils contracted sharply, and his face changed dramatically.
"No, impossible," he looked at the man in horror, even stumbling backward and hitting a table.
"Unfortunately, Mr. Rey Diaz, your plan is not feasible."
Emrys shook his head.
"Firstly, there's too much unknown on the technical level, making it very difficult to succeed. Secondly, even if your plan succeeded, it would pose a huge threat to all humanity."
Thud!
Rey Diaz, terrified, collapsed to the ground.
His plan had just begun, how could it—be cracked by someone?!
"Next—it's you."
Emrys ignored him, his gaze falling on another person.
"Frederick Taylor, I am your Wallbreaker."
Taylor.
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"You ostensibly inspect armies in various countries around the world, especially those groups with strong sacrificial spirit and willpower, while also dedicating yourself to researching a new type of 'macro-atom' nuclear fusion weapon, and planning to establish a space force equipped with new weaponry."
Taylor's mouth twitched, feeling a bad premonition.
"However, your real plan is extremely cruel. The 'macro-atom nuclear fusion' you are researching can actually produce a type of 'macro-fusion' energy, which can transform all matter in the target area, including spacecraft and personnel, into a 'quantum state' ghost army."
"No—don't say any more!"
Taylor's psychological defenses were completely shattered.
His face was extremely grim. He hadn't expected his meticulously prepared plan, which he thought was flawless, to be cracked just as it was about to be implemented!
"You believed that the Trisolarans' technological level would be unable to comprehend and deal with the quantum state, but in reality—you were wrong. With the current technology of Trisolaran civilization, it is not impossible to crack it. Based on this, your plan is not implementable."
Having broken two Wallfacers in a row, Emrys felt in good form and turned his gaze to the last Wallfacer.
"Next, it's you—Bill Hines, I am your Wallbreaker."
Hines' face turned pale, as if he had already foreseen his future.
"You launched a massive 'Brain Research Project,' claiming to enhance human intelligence through technological means to catch up with the Trisolarans in technology.
At the same time, you also used macro-atom nuclear fusion energy on the 'Staircase Project' spacecraft in space to conduct what appeared to be 'brain intelligence enhancement experiments' research—"
Hines' face showed bitterness.
"So—you already know, don't you?"
With the examples of the previous two, he didn't even want to struggle anymore.
"Humanity is destined to fail—"
Emrys looked at him, with some regret.
Hines' plan was the most covert and successfully executed among all the Wallfacers, even deceiving the Trisolarans for a long time, but ultimately fell at the hands of his wife, which was truly a pity.
"I concede."
Hines' face was ashen.
As for the others, they were all dumbfounded.
Are you serious? Whose side are you on anyway?
"Does anyone else have an opinion?"
Emrys looked at the other council representatives.
"No!"
The American representative immediately stood up and led the applause, his face beaming with smiles.
"I believe that under your leadership, humanity will definitely break through genetic limitations and embark on a brand new future again!"
Clap, clap, clap, clap—
Seeing that the 'big brother' had taken the lead in applauding, the remaining representatives also followed suit.
"Exactly, exactly!"
"Who said the fourth Wallfacer wouldn't work? I think the fourth Wallfacer is doing great!"
"Mr. Wallfacer, actually, everything that just happened was just a small misunderstanding."
The American representative broke out in a cold sweat, forcing a smile, his tone softer than ever.
"We were wrong first, but you can't blame us entirely. It was all ETO organization spies sowing discord. Now that the truth is out, we are willing to believe your intentions!"
"Oh?"
Emrys tilted his head, but his palm didn't withdraw, gently stroking his head, his eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.
"So, according to you—I misunderstood you all?"
The hand stroking back and forth on the American representative's head made him feel cold all over, as if he smelled the danger of death. An uncontrollable chill rushed from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, causing him to stammer.
"Yes, yes, that's right—
Mr. Wallfacer, I swear to you in the name of God, it was all a misunderstanding just now. We will go back and immediately deal with those damn ETO spies!"
At this point, they could only admit defeat!
Since one has gambled, one must admit defeat.
Similarly, when being beaten, one must stand firm; this is very reasonable.
Otherwise, what can be done?
The American representative subtly exchanged glances with the British and French representatives, then all lowered their heads.
As things stood, they had no choice but to concede.
What had just happened had already proven that the Fourth Wallfacer, Merlin Emrys, in addition to being a 'superpower' user, at least possessed an unknown, secret source of intelligence.
Otherwise, how could it be explained that the Fourth Wallfacer, despite being in Asia, knew the plans of the other three Wallfacers thousands of miles away?
It should be known that the plans of the other three Wallfacers were still in their initial stages.
Even the 'omnipresent' "Sophon" and the ETO organization behind it had not been able to decipher their Wallfacer plans.
Yet, the three Wallfacers did not fall in their confrontation with the Trisolarans; instead, they fell at the hands of 'their own people'.
This was truly… chilling!
Including the American representative, almost all the representatives thought of this point.
The Fourth Wallfacer must possess a surveillance channel far more efficient than "Sophon"; otherwise, he could not have deciphered the plans of those three Wallfacers so quickly!
Furthermore, from another perspective,
Even the 'cage' made of 'strong interaction force' material, provided to them by the ETO organization, could not trap the Fourth Wallfacer.
This meant that the three major Western representatives and the forces behind them had lost the ability to contend with him.
Rather than completely tearing off all pretenses, it would be better to be obedient now and surrender directly.
"Mr. Emrys, although it was a misunderstanding, we are willing to bear some responsibility."
The American representative mustered his courage, his face full of fawning smiles.
"After all, we were at fault first in this matter, and we are willing to pay a price as compensation to you, for example… lifting your resource restrictions."
"That's right, Mr. Emrys."
The British representative followed closely.
"Since the plans of the other three Wallfacers have already been deciphered and proven worthless, then it is in the best interest of all humanity for the sole remaining Wallfacer to mobilize and control all resources."
"I approve of the proposal from the American and British representatives!"
The French representative, whose thunder had been stolen, glared fiercely at the British representative, then quickly stated his own position.
However, despite the 'apologetic' attitude of the three representatives, Emrys remained silent.
He gently rubbed his fingers, then said seriously.
"Not enough."
The faces of the three representatives immediately changed.
Yes, what he wanted was more than just this.
Emrys had directed this play, watching it until the very end, and what he wanted was not just their casual phrase: admitting defeat.
What they had done could not be covered up by a mere 'admitting defeat'.
Conspiring with the ETO organization, attempting to imprison him, and even uniting the three Western countries to jointly pressure and seize the 'Human Evolutionary Ladder' plan.
Each of these matters… how could they be so easily dismissed with a single sentence?
Looking at Emrys, who had not responded, and even had a cold sneer on his lips, as if mocking them, the three Western representatives, including the American representative, felt their hearts sink to the bottom.
A premonition of something bad, like a haze, clouded their minds.
"Then… what do you mean?"
The American representative's heart sank, and he asked with a somewhat pale face.
"Humanity, in the face of a great crisis, finds it difficult to truly unite effectively."
However, Emrys did not directly answer his question, but continued to rub his fingers.
His gaze swept across the faces of the various national political representatives below, his voice calm, yet revealing an unusual meaning.
"I once asked someone a question: when civilization is under ultimate pressure, on the brink of extinction, which is more important, pure 'rationality' or moral 'humanity'?
He turned his gaze to the American representative.
"What is your answer?"
This question seemed to be a trap… Although the American representative did not understand the deeper meaning of Emrys suddenly asking them this question at this moment, his intuition told him that neither choice was correct.
Under Emrys' cold gaze, he felt immense pressure, and even his voice became somewhat stiff.
"I… I think both are equally important."
This was a compromising answer.
But unfortunately, it was not the answer Emrys wanted; he shook his head.
"Wrong, the answer that person gave me was… absolute rationality is more important. The necessary condition for the existence of civilization is 'continuation'; only a 'civilization' that can exist is qualified to discuss the balance of 'morality' and 'humanity'."
Ignoring the expressions of the three of them, Emrys continued to speak to himself:
"The Trisolaran civilization possesses scientific and technological capabilities far exceeding those of current humanity.
Even after ten, fifty, or a hundred years, humanity cannot surpass them, unless before the Trisolaran fleet reaches the Solar System, humanity, like during the Industrial Revolution, completes a new round of technological explosion and leap in just a few hundred years.
But unfortunately, the Trisolaran civilization has already blocked our last glimmer of possibility.
The existence of "Sophon" has completely locked down the possibility of scientific progress for Earth civilization. It is foreseeable that… in the next four hundred years, humanity cannot Sir or surpass the level of Trisolaran civilization, and the day the Trisolaran fleet invades the Solar System will be the day the entire human civilization perishes.
This is a disaster, a disaster for all humanity."
Every word he spoke was "True."
Precisely because of this, these representatives from various countries who had a deep understanding of the 'Trisolaran' civilization, including the three Wallfacers, couldn't help but show expressions of despair. An atmosphere of sorrow and terror permeated the assembly hall.
"According to you… humanity can never defeat the Trisolarans, can it?"
Bill Hines' face was sorrowful, his eyes filled with deep despair.
"So, humanity's only way out is to escape Earth."
This was also his persistent ideology of 'humanity's inevitable defeat'.
Humanity could simply not defeat the Trisolaran civilization.
The only way to ensure the continuation of civilization was to move away from the world that had nurtured them.
"No! Humanity will never leave this land!"
Among the three Wallfacers, Rey Diaz, whose will was the firmest and who held the belief of "Mutual destruction," had a terrifying glint in his eyes, and he was like a mad beast.
"Even if we perish together, we will bite off a chunk of their flesh before we die!"
"Are you going to make all humanity die with you?"
Hines frowned, looking at him coldly.
"Your idea is too dangerous. In essence, you are not saving humanity, but binding seven billion humans to your chariot and leading them to their deaths!"
"That's still better than abandoning our homeland!"
Rey Diaz sneered, his gaze sweeping across the hall, mocking.
"Your escapeism is the ideology that will truly lead to humanity's extinction. Once escapeism prevails, have you considered what society will become?"
Before Hines could speak, he continued.
"According to your plan, even if it is truly feasible, where would humanity go?
How many people can the 'escaping' warships carry? Ten thousand? A hundred thousand? A million?"
"How many dangers are there in the vast universe? How many unknown civilizations will there be? Have you considered these things!"
"There are so many Universes, humanity will always…"
Hines said half-heartedly, his eyes dimming slightly, and he did not continue.
"Always find a new home?" Rey Diaz sneered.
"No, I can assure you, if humanity truly implements the 'escape' plan, humanity, having lost its homeland and its wildness, will ultimately perish in cold steel warships!"
"What is the basis for your judgment?"
Bill Hines seemed very unconvinced. Although he advocated escapeism, he always believed that the universe was vast, and humanity would surely find a new home.
By then, humanity would repopulate and thrive in a new home.
"Basis?"
Rey Diaz made no secret of his contempt and scorn.
"If a beast cannot even protect its own territory, losing its last 'fighting' spirit, then the result awaiting it can only be to be torn apart by other beasts!"
"Mr. Rey Diaz, this is not your Venezuela!" Hines was also a little angry and roared.
"Besides, humanity is not a beast; we are a rational species. You heard what the Fourth Wallfacer said just now, humanity cannot defeat the Trisolarans. Since we know it's impossible to win, why persist?!"
As he spoke, he seemed to draw strength from the gazes of those around him.
"I believe everyone here shares this thought, right?!"
Under Hines' gaze, a considerable number of representatives unconsciously nodded.
Yes, since they already knew it was a losing battle, why should they struggle?
It would be better to simply give up, surrender Earth to the Trisolarans, and then, over the next four hundred years, do their utmost to build space warships.
Just like Noah's Ark in the "Bible," carrying the hopes of humanity, heading into the unknown, distant depths of the universe.
As long as they worked hard for several generations, dozens of generations, humanity could find a new home.
Wouldn't that be better?
It would avoid conflict with the Trisolarans and preserve human civilization as completely as possible.
Bill Hines' proposal, which was originally not taken so seriously, now, under Emrys' intentional or unintentional 'pushing,' had instead become the 'best solution' in the hearts of the various representatives of the Imperium Council.
Surely, after humanity leaves, the Trisolaran civilization would not pursue humanity to extinction, would it?
As more and more representatives adopted this idea, their eyes brightened, as if they had truly found a 'way out'.
Looking at the change in mindset of the various national representatives, Rey Diaz's eyes showed deep sorrow and disappointment.
"I'd rather humanity be a beast!"
However, among the representatives who held hope for 'escapeism,' only the representative of Xia remained unmoved.
"Is that really true?"
He calmly watched everyone and slowly said.
"As long as humanity escapes Earth, will the Trisolarans… let us go?"
"The Trisolarans' goal is Earth, an environment that can provide them with a safe place to live."
Hines insisted on his opinion.
"As long as humanity leaves Earth, the Trisolarans have no need to waste time and energy chasing a group of pathetic 'fugitives,' after all, we can no longer pose a threat to them, can we?"
"From a normal perspective, your judgment is not wrong."
The Xia representative nodded, not directly denying him, but looked at Emrys.
"Mr. Emrys, you previously mentioned 'technological explosion,' which I think is very reasonable. The fundamental reason Sophon locked down Earth's technology is that it fears that during their four-hundred-year journey, human civilization's technology will advance by leaps and bounds, with the possibility of surpassing them, is that right?"
Emrys nodded, indicating agreement.
"The possibility of a technological explosion is low, but it doesn't mean it won't happen…" The Xia representative continued.
"Looking at the development history of human civilization, from the birth of the steam engine to now, in just two hundred years, it has already entered the space age. Isn't this the most real manifestation of a technological explosion?"
"So what exactly are you trying to say?"
Hines frowned.
"What I want to say is, even if we choose to leave, the Trisolarans will not let humanity go."
The Xia representative's eyes held a deep, chilling glint.
"The reason is simple, isn't it? Humanity developed to the space age in just two hundred years. If such humanity is allowed to leave, it means… that in the next few hundred years, the Trisolarans will always have to worry about whether human civilization, once it surpasses them, will return to seek revenge and reclaim their homeland."
Hines' face suddenly changed, as pale as a sheet of paper.
Clever as he was, he had already anticipated what the Xia representative was about to say next.
"In our country, there is a saying… 'Cut the grass and root it out!'"
The Xia representative snorted coldly and said.
"This is not hatred between nations, nor hatred between ethnic groups, but hatred between two civilizations. From the very beginning, there is no possibility of 'reconciliation,' unless one side is completely annihilated. Otherwise… neither the Trisolarans nor humanity can ensure that the other will not surpass its own civilization in a short time. This is a 'paradox between civilizations'!"
"Congratulations, you have invented the 'Dark Forest' theory."
Emrys clapped his hands and smiled at him.
"You have initially understood the darkness of this universe. As you said, once two civilizations discover each other, there can be no possibility of reconciliation. The two theories of the chain of suspicion and technological explosion establish that the universe must be like a dark forest. Every civilization is a hunter lurking alone, wanting not to be eliminated… then it must eliminate the other. Cruel and real."
"Cruel and real… Yes, it's really cruel."
The Xia representative sighed, looking at Emrys.
"This conclusion, you also deliberately guided us to figure out ourselves… You've said so much, what exactly do you want to say? I don't think you are a surrenderer or an escapeist."
Just as Ye Wenjie had said.
A 'theory' told to people would not be valued, but if it was deduced by oneself, it could truly realize its value.
Emrys gave them 'despair' with the aim of guiding them to think out the 'Dark Forest' theory themselves.
Looking at the eyes of the various national representatives, he slowly said.
"I want to… control the world!"
First give despair, then bestow hope.
Just as Ye Wenjie treated Luo Ji in the original timeline.
A conclusion directly stated, even if it is 'truth', is not as profound and firm as one reached through personal experience, thought, setbacks, and final epiphany. Only by making humanity truly understand the cruelty of the universe's society can they make the correct choices.
The Dark Forest theory, from the very beginning, destined that there was absolutely no possibility of peace between humanity and the Trisolaran civilization.
Escapism might preserve human civilization for a time, but it cannot protect humanity forever.
Therefore, in Emrys' view, Zhang Beihai's plan could only offer temporary refuge, and it had numerous flaws.
Of course, if following the original timeline, then Zhang Beihai was undoubtedly humanity's last hope. He successfully preserved a spark of fire for humanity.
But now, Emrys doesn't need Zhang Beihai, and even less his 'escapism'.
Escapism, from the start, was destined to be a failed plan.
He could even foresee the 'future'.
Perhaps at first, the humans on the escape fleet could maintain a pitiful peace under Zhang Beihai's iron-fisted rule.
But as time passed, when the first generation of 'executors' died, on the journey to find humanity's new homeland, how could generation after generation of 'executors' ensure that humanity would still retain its 'initiative'?
Space travel is very long, and time... will cruelly wear away humanity's initial vision.
Humanity can never resist the long passage of time.
Even the most resolute plan, the most precise execution, will eventually be devoured by the long passage of time until nothing remains.
Emrys never underestimates humanity's will, but... he also won't overestimate it too much.
Since there is no possibility of peace between the two sides, and escape is destined to lead to extinction, then the path before humanity seems to be one and only one.
That is—war!
Only by completely eliminating the Trisolarans can humanity continue to exist.
The representatives of various countries, understanding this, were like drowning people in despair grasping at a final piece of water hyacinth, looking at the person on the stage.
"Do not harbor lucky, and do not hold unrealistic fantasies."
In Emrys' calm eyes, flames seemed to burn. He looked at the timid, uneasy, fearful crowd, enunciating each word, firm and resolute, as if each word carried a thousand catties.
"From this moment on, there is no possibility of reconciliation between humanity and the Trisolaran civilization. What we want is simple: to exhaust every possibility and strength, and fight the Trisolaran civilization to the death!"
Fight... to the death!
These four simple words, yet they contained a terrifying killing intent that made hearts palpitate.
At this moment, people looked at the 'Fourth Wallfacer' on the stage, their breathing gradually becoming heavy, as if swallowed by an endless sea of blood.
Bones piled high, boundless!
"No, this is impossible" The American representative seemed to be startled by this killing intent, knocking over his chair in fright.
"Madman, you are simply a madman! What you are doing... is making all humanity accompany you to the grave! The disparity is too great, we cannot possibly defeat the Trisolarans!"
Yes, this was also the sentiment of everyone present.
Some wars cannot be won simply by resolve, perseverance, and sacrifice.
Just like the five representatives on the stage, their respective countries, if they wished, could wipe out any country on Earth within a few hours!
And such a disparity would only become even greater between humanity and the Trisolaran civilization!
This is like humanity facing ants; it's a complete dimensional reduction attack!
No matter how many or how vast the ants are, they cannot defeat humanity, because there is a decisive 'gap' between the two.
"I don't think there's anything wrong with the Fourth Wallfacer's plan."
In the noisy, market-like Imperium Council chamber, only one person's voice was exceptionally firm and steady, expressing support for Emrys.
He was the former President who came up with the mutually assured destruction plan, and one of the Wallfacers... Manuel Rey Diaz.
"If humanity is destined to perish, at least"
This old-faced Wallfacer actually showed a hint of ferocity and ruthlessness.
"We must drag the Trisolarans down with us before we die."
"Do you know how many people will pay with their lives for that one sentence of yours?"
Through Emrys' cruel description, Bill Hines seemed to have already seen the future.
If the Fourth Wallfacer's proposal were to pass, then in the future... hundreds of millions, even billions, of humans would be sent to the battlefield to fight a war they could not possibly win!
This is too cruel!
As a scholar, Hines was more willing to gamble on that one percent possibility.
The Trisolarans would not care about the escaping Earthlings.
"I truly feel pathetic for you, Doctor Hines."
At this moment, Frederick Taylor, who had been silent, suddenly adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, disagreeing with Hines' view.
As the former Secretary of the Department of Defense of the United States, he was by no means a fool.
From the moment the 'Dark Forest' theory was fully deduced, he already understood that humanity had no retreat.
"Why?"
Hines was bewildered. Although he was the Fourth Wallfacer, he was not so heartless after all.
And this destined that he could not become an excellent decision-maker who could guide humanity through disaster.
However, Taylor did not bother with him. He saw no need to invest too much energy in a person who placed his hope in the enemy.
"Merlin Emrys, right?" Taylor raised his eyes, a cold glint flashing in his eyes behind the lenses.
"Not bad, ruthless enough! Now I'm starting to agree with you, at least your plan... is better than ours."
"Even you" Hines seemed not to have expected that Taylor, who had originally supported him, would turn around and support a madman who wanted to drag all humanity into war?
"It's not strange, Dr."
Taylor put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a cigarette.
Then, he openly lit it in front of everyone, and as he inhaled the smoke, his furrowed brows relaxed.
"This is not a game of winning or losing, Doctor Hines. From the moment he told us the Dark Forest theory to our faces, the Trisolarans would not let us go."
With the lit cigarette, Taylor gazed at Emrys, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Am I right, Mr. Wallfacer?"
"Indeed."
Emrys nodded slightly, seemingly unsurprised.
"Ha, see?" Taylor flicked the ash from his cigarette and laughed.
"Doctor Hines, now that humanity knows the Dark Forest theory, what do you suppose... will the Trisolarans tolerate us escaping Earth?"
Hines' face was ashen. He opened his mouth, but despair choked his throat.
"We no longer have the possibility of cooperation or win-win."
Taylor extinguished his cigarette butt and said faintly.
"The current relationship between humanity and the Trisolarans is a zero-sum game; there will be no winner, but... one side will survive, carrying this cruel history and pain, to let their civilization continue."
From the moment Emrys announced the Dark Forest theory, Taylor already knew the outcome.
War is inevitable!
"You are so ruthless!"
The American representative's eyes were bloodshot, staring intently at him.
"Are you doing this just to drag humanity into war? But have you ever considered that current humanity cannot possibly defeat the Trisolarans? This is a war we are bound to lose!"
"Currently, humanity... indeed cannot defeat the Trisolarans."
Emrys nodded, agreeing with the American representative's opinion.
"Since that's the case" The American representative was about to speak.
But he was directly interrupted by Emrys, whose eyes held absolute calm and rationality.
"But, that was before my appearance."
The representatives were stunned, staring blankly at him.
"With me, humanity will surely achieve victory."
Emrys' voice was very calm, as if describing an undeniable fact.
"Why should we believe you?" the American representative said.
"I don't need you to believe."
Emrys turned his head slightly, a hint of coldness in his gaze.
"I just said I would 'control the world'. This is not an application, it's a notification. From this moment on, the entire globe enters my jurisdiction, and this place... will also be rebuilt."
As he said this, his psionic power fully spread out.
A chilling aura, mixed with frost, enveloped the entire venue as if winter had arrived early, causing the temperature to drop rapidly.
"My words are both unique and a command."
Emrys' tone was very stiff, giving them no room for argument.
"Humanity will inevitably rise to glory again!"
"You... what exactly do you want to do?!"
At this moment, the Western representatives on the stage were completely in a panic.
They had anticipated that Emrys might put up a fierce resistance, but they absolutely had not expected that this guy... wanted to control the entire world!
"Very simple."
Emrys took a step, flames and lightning raged, and the golden light in his eyes grew brighter.
"First step... to completely unify humanity. There are too many countries in this world. Humanity doesn't need so many chaotic voices. I will re-establish a new order."
"In this order, humanity must be highly united and unified."
"Among humans, there will no longer be definitions of race or nation, but rather a new name will replace them."
"Holy Terra!"
"Humanity will unite under the banner of 'Holy Terra' and jointly enter a new era!"
His soaring voice echoed in the Imperium Hall.
But every representative present had a very poor complexion; many were ashen.
They, of course, knew the deep meaning contained in that sentence.
"No, Emrys, you have no right to do this!" The American representative swayed, gritting his teeth.
"In the name of the United States of America, I revoke your Wallfacer status, Emrys... you have no right to interfere in humanity's internal affairs!"
"My British Imperium revokes your Wallfacer status!"
"The Gallic Imperium revokes your Wallfacer status!"
Almost simultaneously, the three Western representative nations who were unwilling to agree to this plan immediately began their resistance.
"Sorry, your opinions are not important."
Emrys smiled.
"Since I stepped in here today, it means my preparations are complete. Whether you agree or not will not change the final outcome."
"Mr. Emrys." At this moment, the gothic representative spoke.
"May I ask, in the new order you are establishing, in what form will humanity exist? And in what form will we exist? If individual countries are abolished, how will society be maintained?"
"First, abolish the restrictions of countries and exist in the form of the 'Holy Terra Alliance'."
Emrys explained his plan.
"Secondly, within the Holy Terra Alliance, a new form of rule will be established in the form of a 'Council', selecting twelve 'High Lords' to maintain society and various decisions concerning humanity. And I will be above the twelve seats, with the right to veto all of your proposals."
"I understand."
The gothic representative seemed thoughtful and said no more.
Twelve High Lords, which means... it's similar to the current 'Imperium' but a much tighter alliance.
"Baka!"
Suddenly, a harsh voice came.
The Japanese representative, with a sinister, shifty-eyed face, was the first to stand up and object.
"I disagree! Why can you be at the highest seat of the new order independently? I don't approve!"
"I almost forgot about you"
Emrys squinted at him, a hint of disgust in his eyes.
"It was you who was jumping up and down earlier."
He slowly opened his five fingers towards the Japanese representative, and an invisible telekinetic force enveloped him.
"You are too noisy."
The Japanese representative was still shouting, but suddenly felt a tightening around his neck.
Immediately after, he was as if suspended by something, floating in mid-air, his face turning purple from suffocation, his limbs flailing wildly, incoherent sounds coming from his mouth.
The next moment, his head, along with his entire spine, was slowly pulled out of his body.
Splash!
Bloody water rained down, transforming the Imperium Council, a symbol of peace, into a scene of horror.
"Alright, it's much quieter now."
Emrys finished this, as if nothing had happened, and calmly withdrew his hand.
But, all the alliance representatives present were stunned by this scene.
The Western representatives, who had been considering whether to adopt his suggestion, instantly felt their hearts stop for a few seconds.
No, absolutely not!
If such a terrifying guy were to control the entire world... what kind of terrifying future would humanity face?
"Emrys!" The American representative's voice was stern, and despite witnessing such a terrifying, bloody scene, he still mustered the courage to meet Emrys' gaze.
"You can kill one person, a hundred people, even kill all the opponents present, but... can you kill everyone in the world who opposes you?!"
Emrys turned to look at the American representative.
Although this guy was always opposing him, even going so far as to cooperate deeply with the ETO organization to eliminate him as an uncertain factor.
But to some extent, he was only doing what he believed was right.
"Commendable courage."
Emrys looked at him and suddenly smiled.
"Do you know? It's been a long time... since anyone dared to speak to me like that."
The American representative trembled all over; this was the fear of biological instinct.
But he still refused to look away, staring intently at Emrys.
"You will not succeed. Even if you kill us, you cannot control the entire world, and you certainly cannot kill every person who opposes you!"
"Why not?"
Emrys smiled, tilting his head and scrutinizing him.
"In the era I lived in, there was a saying... sacrifice is the cornerstone of building an Imperium. I don't care how many lives are sacrificed; I only care about one thing, and that is the continuation of human civilization."
"If sacrificing a billion people can save the remaining six billion, then I will sacrifice them without hesitation."
"Perhaps some will question what right I have to sacrifice those billion people, but only those who have deeply experienced and understood the dark era and future will understand that I have even less right to make the remaining six billion people suffer."
He looked at the American representative, enunciating each word.
"If necessary, I don't mind destroying more than half of humanity. Of course... you can also try to see if I have the ability and determination to do it."