Chapter 5587 History Repeats

Name:The Mech Touch Author:Exlor
Chapter 5587 History Repeats

Ves recalled everything he witnessed during his recent visit to Ocanon VI.

The entire planet turned into a hunting preserve. Large groups of hunters had set up shop and regularly hunted the mutated beasts that constantly popped up across the untamed planet.

None of that sounded particularly noteworthy, but what surprised Ves the most was that the people who took up this lifestyle had started to cultivate according to the instructions of the Hunter's Code!

Back then, Ves quickly figured out that the Huntsman deliberately reformed the Hunter's Association and encouraged the spread of mysterious rituals in order to profit from all of the successful hunts.

It was only now that Ves filled in the remaining pieces of the puzzle and understood the Huntsman's entire layout.

Just as Ves suspected, the Huntsman definitely engaged in a form of predatory or carnivorous cultivation!

By setting up all of these hunting preserves and stimulating the development of a large and prosperous extraordinary hunting community, every professional hunter would constantly transfer a variety of energies including maybe faith energy through sacrificial rituals!

The Huntsman did not even have to do anything to sustain this cycle aside from rewarding the hard-working hunters with miniscule injections of his own strength!

The god pilot and his support staff came up with a meticulous plan and executed it perfectly.

With the help of the extensive background of the Red Association, the Huntsman was already far ahead of the Destroyer of Worlds.

It wasn't Irene's fault. The fact of the matter was that a former off-shoot of the Five Scrolls Compact had access to much more complete high-level cultivation knowledge than a relatively young and shallow first-rate superstate!The original source of this content is n0ve1bin★

Even though the New Rubarth Empire once represented the dominant attitude of the human race, it was clearly lacking when it came to respecting and preserving old traditions.

Ves did not ask why the mechers declined to give the Destroyer of Worlds the same level of support they provided to the Huntsman.

He also did not ask why the Destroyer of Worlds took the initiative to ask the mechers for assistance.

What was the point of asking questions when he already knew the answers?

Ves just became a little more disappointed in the Red Association.

In an age where red humanity confronted multiple existential threats, the mechers still refused to do what was best for the greatest whole and instead sought to advance their own interests.

What if the Huntsman and the other 4 god pilots who led the Red Association failed to resist the looming calamities?

Leaving out the Destroyer of Worlds seemed like a mistake! She was by far the most destructive god pilot among them. She possessed the best chance at harming whatever God King-level adversary that was on the way.

This was different. This sort of killing was much more selfish and damaging. Unbridled killing would definitely escalate the Red War and enrage the native aliens to the point where neither side could stop fighting unless they completely annihilated the other party!

Yet... did the Destroyer of Worlds have any other choice?

What else was she supposed to do? Cynthia had clearly told her that every other alternative was worse.

"Please listen to my mother, Irene." Ves spoke up as he continued to stroke Emma's back. "As she has mentioned before, the demands you have issued are so difficult to meet that you will have to make compromises that you are not comfortable with. From my perspective, your greatest mission is to protect and guarantee the continued survival of red humanity. Your continued refusal to accept the solution offered to you suggests that you believe that your honor and integrity are more important than the lives of every red human who depends on you. Are you truly willing to stand by your principles in the face of human extinction?"

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"I truly wish you can develop your strength in a more benign and healthy fashion." Ves continued in a gentler tone. "However, we do not live in an ideal environment. We are constantly beset by scarcity and shortages. Our position is similar to humanity back during the Age of Stars. We are so outgunned and outnumbered by our alien adversaries that our chances of defeating them back then was virtually zero. Do you know what our race did when we faced those impossible odds?"

The early starfaring history of humanity in the Milky Way was ingrained in the hearts and minds of every modern human.

[We flipped the board.] The Destroyer of Worlds knowingly answered. [We stopped playing by the unfair and restrictive rules of the aliens and started to take what we needed by force, deception, subversion, betrayal and more. Humans conducted many shameful acts that have gone unrecorded because they were unwilling to pass their stories on to their descendants.]

Ves stared directly at Irene's current form. "Honor is a luxury. Winning is a necessity. If the former has turned into an obstacle to the latter, then you must distinguish your priorities. Everyone you care about will die if you make the wrong choices."

Even though he was just a cultivator of the first major rank, his words somehow had a profound effect on a god pilot.

God pilots always had a reputation for being decisive and harboring no doubts, but it appeared that the reality was a lot more nuanced than the descriptions.

Ves was not too surprised. The Destroyer of Worlds retained more of her humanity than her peers. Her internal struggle also centered around a contradiction between her goals and her principles. Not even the most decisive True God would be able to resolve such a difficult conflict so easily!

This was where Ves came in. He possessed an outsider's perspective to this problem. He believed he possessed a much more rational and objective understanding of the matter at hand.

"The legendary deeds and actions of Supreme Marshal Caramond Perle and his growing band of human supremacists are often characterized as evil, dishonorable and despicable. Yet when people like us study this part of our early history, we often celebrate and admire the humans who sparked off the magnificent Age of Conquest. Do you know why? It is because the end justifies the means. Those heroes of old fulfilled their greatest mission. They saved the human race from extinction, enslavement or total assimilation. We not only retained our freedom and our right to determine our own destiny, but also dominated the galaxy! How could latecomers such as us possibly blame or recriminate the early human supremacists for getting their hands dirty?"

The Superior Mother backed up her son. "History is cyclical. It has a tendency to repeat. It would do you well to study the wisdom of our predecessors. Back then, they rejected the hypocritical values of the Cosmopolitan Movement and decided that the aliens did not deserve to be treated as equals. When the future of humanity is at stake, respect and care towards the enemy has become a luxury that you can dispense with. Do not put the interests of hostile aliens above the interests of the humans that you should actually care about."

Under the double persuasion of two Larkinsons, the god pilot finally crumbled.

[Fine.] Irene finally said. [Perhaps I will regret this decision one day, but this is the burden that I am willing to shoulder as long as my actions can contribute to the survival of red humanity. The premise to this is that your proposed solution is effective. If your strategy is not viable enough, then I would rather stay true to my principles and fight to the death with my honor and dignity intact.]

"You do not have to be concerned about that." The Supreme Mother grinned like a Cheshire cat. "I have already made good use of this time to compose a preliminary blueprint that should fulfill your essential needs. We shall make an excellent demonic cultivator out of you, Irene."

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