Ashes of the Realm: Book 04 - The Return of the Realm by Saxon Andrew
Authors: Saxon Andrew
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talking to yourself?”
“No, we’re different now, although I sense we’re not as different as I thought.”
“Does he have your strength?”
“No, he’s stronger.”
“Why do you say that?”
“He’s lived the experiences that were just transferred to me. There’s a difference between the two.”
Grace continued to watch the large ship and said, “Perhaps.”
Chapter Eight
“H ow is the harvesting progressing?”
The Distributer looked over and saw the Council Members on his board’s display. He had not heard the alarm, which was not a good thing. He turned and said, “We are still in the process of fighting the advanced civilizations in those universes. So far we have not encountered anything that will slow us down too much but we are still fifteen turns away from planting the pods.”
“It usually doesn’t take this long to take control.”
“We usually wait until one civilization has conquered the vast majority of other civilizations before we invade. None of the four universes have come close to just one civilization being in control and now a large number of them are banding together against us. They are troublesome but we will prevail. They cannot stand up to our ships.”
“Has there been any sign of those ships that attacked us?”
“No, we’ve seen nothing.”
“Keep us informed.”
“I will notify you if anything changes.”
The First said, “You will notify us periodically no matter what happens.”
The Distributor lowered his head and said, “I will First Councilor.”
The First disappeared from the Distributor’s Display and he looked at the total of lost ships. More than a hundred thousand had been killed so far and the fleets were still struggling against the massive numbers in those universes. Progress was being made but he knew fifteen turns was going to be a push to start planting. He looked at the supply of Remid in his ship and made sure there were enough spores to plant a crop if it became absolutely necessary. He had preprogrammed his ship’s escape route and had placed compulsions in six planets in a universe that had not been visited by the Fleets. Those planets would farm his Remid. He would have to have them do it in a controlled environment so that the slaves would not be killed too quickly. He really didn’t care if the former Family or the Council came after him; he was prepared for the worst. He looked at the button under his console and hoped he would never have to use it, but you just never knew what would happen.
• • •
Ron Kune had his stealth screen at full power and watched as a huge space battle raged at the outer edge of a solar system. There were thousands of Black Ships swarming the smaller warships from the planet but there were tens of thousands of them firing on the Demon’s Ships. The Demons changed formation and aligned into a huge square. They then started moving toward the inhabited planet. The smaller ships fell back in front of the massive fire of the Giant Black Ships as a thousand were burned out of existence. Suddenly, eight thousand ships jumped in behind the black ships and rammed their force fields at full speed. The explosions were huge and the retreating warships ran back in and killed four thousand Black Ships before their force fields returned to full power. Before the planet was finally taken, more than twenty five hundred more Black Ships were destroyed. The war was raging all over the universe and the Invaders were nowhere close to getting control.
Ron recorded the battle and jumped to ten more planets that were fighting against the Black Ships. He knew that it wasn’t going to take much longer before the Black Ships prevailed and started harvesting operations. He jumped out to open space and teleported back to the Empire. He sent a message to Fleet, “If you intend to save these civilizations, you cannot delay much longer.”
• • •
It had been six days since Jake had told Twig the conditions and the
“No, we’re different now, although I sense we’re not as different as I thought.”
“Does he have your strength?”
“No, he’s stronger.”
“Why do you say that?”
“He’s lived the experiences that were just transferred to me. There’s a difference between the two.”
Grace continued to watch the large ship and said, “Perhaps.”
Chapter Eight
“H ow is the harvesting progressing?”
The Distributer looked over and saw the Council Members on his board’s display. He had not heard the alarm, which was not a good thing. He turned and said, “We are still in the process of fighting the advanced civilizations in those universes. So far we have not encountered anything that will slow us down too much but we are still fifteen turns away from planting the pods.”
“It usually doesn’t take this long to take control.”
“We usually wait until one civilization has conquered the vast majority of other civilizations before we invade. None of the four universes have come close to just one civilization being in control and now a large number of them are banding together against us. They are troublesome but we will prevail. They cannot stand up to our ships.”
“Has there been any sign of those ships that attacked us?”
“No, we’ve seen nothing.”
“Keep us informed.”
“I will notify you if anything changes.”
The First said, “You will notify us periodically no matter what happens.”
The Distributor lowered his head and said, “I will First Councilor.”
The First disappeared from the Distributor’s Display and he looked at the total of lost ships. More than a hundred thousand had been killed so far and the fleets were still struggling against the massive numbers in those universes. Progress was being made but he knew fifteen turns was going to be a push to start planting. He looked at the supply of Remid in his ship and made sure there were enough spores to plant a crop if it became absolutely necessary. He had preprogrammed his ship’s escape route and had placed compulsions in six planets in a universe that had not been visited by the Fleets. Those planets would farm his Remid. He would have to have them do it in a controlled environment so that the slaves would not be killed too quickly. He really didn’t care if the former Family or the Council came after him; he was prepared for the worst. He looked at the button under his console and hoped he would never have to use it, but you just never knew what would happen.
• • •
Ron Kune had his stealth screen at full power and watched as a huge space battle raged at the outer edge of a solar system. There were thousands of Black Ships swarming the smaller warships from the planet but there were tens of thousands of them firing on the Demon’s Ships. The Demons changed formation and aligned into a huge square. They then started moving toward the inhabited planet. The smaller ships fell back in front of the massive fire of the Giant Black Ships as a thousand were burned out of existence. Suddenly, eight thousand ships jumped in behind the black ships and rammed their force fields at full speed. The explosions were huge and the retreating warships ran back in and killed four thousand Black Ships before their force fields returned to full power. Before the planet was finally taken, more than twenty five hundred more Black Ships were destroyed. The war was raging all over the universe and the Invaders were nowhere close to getting control.
Ron recorded the battle and jumped to ten more planets that were fighting against the Black Ships. He knew that it wasn’t going to take much longer before the Black Ships prevailed and started harvesting operations. He jumped out to open space and teleported back to the Empire. He sent a message to Fleet, “If you intend to save these civilizations, you cannot delay much longer.”
• • •
It had been six days since Jake had told Twig the conditions and the
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