Chapter 44 Melchior’s Betrayal: The Slaughter of the Zetans

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An hour later, just before the Xenos were about to reach the base, Melchior, Helen and a group of Melchior’s Martian-Xeno hybrids bodyguards wearing full body armour and helmets to conceal their condition, entered the Zetans’ high command centre where Odin, Ra, Vishnu, Buddha and Tialoc were overlooking the battlefield. Odin saw them arrive and spoke: -          Melchior, I must ask you and your bodyguards to leave, this is the Zetans’ high command centre. -          Helen, I have been expecting you. Have you come to tell us who you are working for and what you found out from spying on Melchior? Helen: -          Yes. That’s why I am here… -          Or……, maybe not! After saying this, Helen swiftly threw five plasma throwing knives at the Zetans, burning and injuring them, and after that Melchior’s inner circle bodyguards rushed in and struck the Zetans with their plasma swords, incapacitating them. Odin was injured and yelled out: -          What are you doing Melchior?? You just doomed yourself and your entire army, the other Zetans will slaughter you all for this outrage! Melchior: -          I don’t think so.  You see, I picked the perfect opportunity to take you out. Melchior lifted a command phone and spoke, his voice echoed out over the base: -          Soldiers of the Martian Dominion, The Zetans are our enemy, and the Xenos are our ally. Attack the Zetans militants with full force.  Fire at will! The minute this order was broadcasted, all the Martian machine guns, artillery, and grenade launchers started firing at the Zetan army from behind, while at the same time the Xenos attacked the Zetans from the front.  It was a m******e, and the Zetans couldn’t do anything to save themselves. Odin witnessed this sad monstrosity from his wounded state, how his army was torn to shreds, with tears running down his cheeks and feeling pain from the knives where the throwing knives had struck him Realising that the end of his Zetan race was near, Odin and spoke: -          Melchior, why are you doing this to us? -           You will never be able to control the Xenos, all you’ll ever achieve is doom to mankind. Melchior: -          I don’t think so. I just saved mankind from Zetan enslavement and servitude! And I am sure that my queen Rangda will be able to dominate the Interplanetary Dimensions, now that Zetans are all dead. Or what do you say, Rangda? Suddenly, Helen deactivated her Zetan external DNA modifier, and there she stood, Rangda laughing maniacally: -          Ahaha-ha ha-haha!! Odin, I cannot believe that you were as stupid as Brahma! You could sense that I was a Zetan, but despite that, you couldn’t reach the only logical explanation realising who I was. -          Tell me, Zetan leaders, you all thought I was a Zetan spy sent by another Zetan leader, and yet your mistrusts for each other stopped you from looking at the real matter and coming to a sane conclusion. Just as I expected! Ahaha-haha!! -          You pride yourself as being superior beings, a step higher than all the other life forms of the universe, and yet you have the same vices and desires as all living beings in the galaxy. Without the Zeto crystals uniting you, there is nothing that sets you apart from the humans you dreamt of ruling! -          Fortunately, the corrupted Zeto crystals in my possession will bound every planet and every dimension under my rule, where innate desires to fight, kill, r**e, and procreate is not shunned upon, but encouraged. You are even allowed to eat one another! -          Your psionic powers will aid in charging my crystals, and I thank you in advance for your contributions. Ahaha-haha!! Some of the Zetans tried to get up, but they were too severely wounded so Melchior’s bodyguards could hold them down. Rangda then fetched her corrupted Zeto Crystals, and with the evil black crystals, she shattered the souls of her Zetan victims, blowing up their heads in the process. When Rangda was done, she laughed maniacally and spoke: -          Have a feed, men. The most delicious flesh in the universe. You have deserved it. Hee-hee-hee!! Hearing this, Melchior and his bodyguards savaged the headless bodies of Zetans. They had been forced to hide their hunger for weeks to avoid arousing any suspicions, and they were indeed freakishly and ravishingly starving!  
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