Milia's voice sounded anxious, and everyone understood it. I'm starting to have a headache right now about how the Mobrado civilization should be arranged, and it's clear that they've been watching remotely for the past few hours a super-futuristic sci-fi war blockbuster that has shocked the world, albeit with a delay of dozens of minutes. The hapless natives had prepared fresh fruits, animals, and cannonballs at their doorsteps to welcome the sages back, only to wait for the sight of God and Jesus throwing bricks at each other in the sky, so that everyone could imagine what the planet of Mobrado was now bustling with. It is conservatively estimated that it should be much more noisy than the eighteen-mile dog market.

"Milia, I'm listening." With a sigh, I connected to Milia's communication and began to simulate the resettlement of billions of victims in my mind. I found that I had been living in the disaster victims almost all day since I ascended the throne.

Hearing an echo finally from the message link, Miria's voice was visibly relieved, and this time she even called out to her brother with ease, and then she told me something to be expected: Mobrado was in chaos.

"What the hell is going on, just now the Holy Disk kept saying that the level of the communication protocol is urgently raised, and the authority is insufficient, and it is almost killing me," Milia said quickly, "Now the streets outside have become a pot of porridge!" The paladins of the Blue Church are maintaining order everywhere, there are people giving speeches in the streets, military airships have been hovering in the sky since an hour ago, but only broadcasting prohibiting the inhabitants from leaving town, explaining nothing! A man who ran out of the council chamber shouted that the end of the world was coming, and was killed by the soldiers on the spot, and the paladins said that the person was infected with a crazy spiritual virus... Woo woo, I'm so scared that there was even an old man on the street just now who wanted to ** Uncle and Biluna didn't know where to get water and food that filled half of the warehouse...... They said they might have to take refuge underground in the future...... Woowoo......,...

As she spoke, Milia's cry came from the communication, after all, she was just an old child and she was not very good at suppressing her feelings, not to mention, the situation outside now was probably more serious than she could describe, and the collective madness of adults was the easiest way to make children feel happy and fearful, which stemmed from the insecurity that creatures felt after seeing a kind of person larger than themselves fall, 1 Hour Wangcai next door witnessed the tragic death of the Tibetan mastiff at the east end of the street under the wheels of the car for half a year, and when he heard the horn of the car, his stomach turned...... By the way, how did I get here?

I calmed Milia first, and then I learned about the situation in Mobrado now.

The biggest fear now is whether it will fall into total anarchy: Mobrado is a thoroughly theocratic state, and although it has a nominally independent administration, its real ruler is the Church. After witnessing the "sages" he worships fighting to the death, there is a question mark over whether this theocracy will be able to maintain stability. According to Milia's description, it seems that the information secrecy work of their world is really rotten, and the sage fire and incident that should have been kept secret from the people were spread as soon as possible, of course, this may also be the blue church did not expect the sages to fight, they may think that this is a good opportunity to strengthen their divine authority, so they directly broadcast the scene of the appearance of the sage fleet of the fog god star to the whole world, but when the fight started, they didn't have time or embarrassment to insert an advertisement for the Fu Young Hospital, If only the people of the earth would not have this kind of embarrassment, the journalists on the earth are real warriors who dare to insert diaper advertisements to cover up their ugliness at the moment when the president forgets the words,........., no, after the war, this brain seems to be too uncontrollable.

What is a little reassuring is that although Mobrado is chaotic, it has not yet fallen into a state of collapse of rule, and the upper echelons of the church are happy to remain calm, and use the absolute force in their hands to ensure that those nominal governments obey the leadership, and now the paladins of the Blue Church are still maintaining order, despite the rumors, they still have the power of the ordinary people, and of course, the ion rifles and beam sabers in their hands also maintain the dignity of the church very well. Government forces have a firm grip on the city's functions, ensuring a regular supply of energy and water, but food has been looted. There have been no cases of mutiny, and there has been news from Imperial agents on the three planets of Mobrado that the local authorities are honest, which saves them a lot of ammunition.

Despite this, the turmoil in Mobrado was a bit surprising, and no one expected that the blind worship of an ancient race would reach such an extent, and as a member of the parties, I had a serious sense of inauthenticity, and this time it was Lilina who summed it up well: faith drives people crazy.

The thorough analysis of the question of faith was carried out by Lilina, who was supposed to be the largest bishop, which made me feel sorry for the believers of the Goddess of Life Sect.

After a brief discussion, the main force of the Empire was left behind by us on Fog God, which is the bridgehead of the galaxy's defense circle, and it is impossible for our current forces to be deployed on the gravitational boundary one and a half light-years away, and beyond that, the outermost giant planet of the Mobrado galaxy has become the first strategic location, and its dense atmosphere and strong radiation field can also slightly enhance the fleet's concealment ability. Ten minutes later, the fleet sank into the depths of the clouds of the chaos of the fog god star in batches, and they will establish a temporary base at the bottom of the 20,000-kilometer-thick clouds, at least first establish a fixed world realm loop with direct access to the outpost, this time the reinforcements were almost blocked by the enemy The lesson is very profound, and the real imperial fleet is indeed likely to face various difficulties at any time.

The fleet also had a mission, which was to protect the ruins.

The doomsday fortress that floated in the raging waves of the planet, built by Sandora's former servants, had been reduced to a desolate tomb.

The ruins still don't have a name, and Sandora and I keep calling it the "Mausoleum," and it lives up to that name.

It had a special meaning for Sandora, and it could be said that after coming to this world, in the face of the desolate situation of the extinction of the followers of the Duty Day, the mass rebellion of the former soldiers, and the fragmentation of the territory of her homeland, this only tomb that has survived a long time has become a support point for her memories, although it is not a pleasant thing, it must be properly protected.

The "Mausoleum" has been confirmed to be a multi-layered metal fortress hundreds of kilometers long, so strong that it even has the structural strength of an Imperial warship due to the large amount of Hiling battleship metal used.

It is designed as a fortified bunker as soon as it experiences the current situation, I know that under the encirclement and suppression of the revenge army of Sandora, the ordinary army is not at all possible to escape from the encirclement, so it has no ability to fly or teleport, it has multiple energy sources, the main energy is the ghost energy reactor array located in the middle, the auxiliary energy is a set of antimatter annihilation system, and its entire shell is the third energy source, using the abundant helium and hydrogen in the ocean of Fog God as raw materials for its efficient nuclear reaction to obtain energy, Using all the ancient nuclear reactions, it can be seen that the original Mobrado ancestors really tried everything to survive, but they still failed. The mausoleum is now operating at a minimal rate thanks to the remnants of its energy system, and some Imperial Technicians are working on restoring it, hoping to restore it completely after the war, as a warning tombstone in the shadow space.

Now, of course, it can only be protected on Agro God first.

After taking care of the chores here, we first took the prism machine and teleported to Mobrado, and the destination was, of course, Miria's house.

When this silvery gray surreal flying machine suddenly appeared in the underground warehouse, the Milia family hiding inside was obviously startled, Uncle Zagu fell from the maintenance rack and crawled to the ground, his baby bump-like glow was being spread on the ground in the form of parts, it seemed that we were disturbing his business of mending memories, and behind a pile of scrap metal not far away, Milia's little head appeared, this girl was holding a particle rifle in her hand, looking at the opposite side from behind the pile of steel plates with a nervous and serious face, Like a sentry poking her head out of the trenches, next to her was Biluna, still with that cool, serious look, and the same movements as Milia.

Except for Uncle Zagu, the quality of refuge in this family is all Tinglou.

The prism machine disappeared directly into the air, and what appeared in front of the three of them was the highest-end rice family in history who had been missing for less than twenty-four hours, looking at the messy and poorly lit underground warehouse in front of me and the somewhat funny Milia, I suddenly had a sense of unreal: as if my memories of the bombardment in the past few hours were fake, and this scene switch was too abrupt.

"Ahh It's you! Seeing the appearance of the visitor, Milia immediately screamed, and then threw the weapon in her hand (I don't understand that her magic skills are so good for what she needs to use a gun), and hurriedly crawled out from behind the "cover" where she was hiding with Biluna, while on the other side Uncle Zagu was getting up from a pile of metal scrap, crying out that his heart couldn't stand it, while he was busy unloading the military kit on his back, the photon saber on his arm, the high-energy battery module on his belt, the grenade hanging around his neck, and the steel helmet on his head, The pin cannon on the shoulder, the armed belt in front of the xiong, the bulletproof vest, the electromagnetic magazine, the power skull, the light metal shield, the ration pack, the cover roll, the sapper shovel, and twelve bottles of mineral water......

Ding-dong! Uncle, are you planning to go out and conquer the world in a while? How did you wear this bulletproof vest over alloy armor?

"Hehe, the situation is complicated, 1 be careful and live long." Uncle Zagu looked unconcerned, scratching his messy hair.

Milia immediately patted her head and let out a sigh: "Alas, it's so embarrassing...... "Uncle Zagu this" is timid and cautious, and we are already familiar with excessive xingge, and it is not surprising at this time, our return seems to have reassured this family, and I can feel that the atmosphere here is quickly relaxing. Biluna breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, and then asked hesitantly, "There are some rumors out there now...... "It's basically correct." Before I could finish speaking, I knew what she was going to ask, so I simply shrugged my shoulders.

"It's an emergency, and for Mobrado it could be the end of the old century"

My sister answered, "Of course, you don't have to think about that. Jun and I are preparing to contact the ruler of Mobrador, the system is no longer safe. We had an encounter with another Imperial fleet over Miros, and now we know for sure that this is their target, well, strictly speaking, it should be us, you are equivalent to being implicated. Speaking of which, my sister seems to be a little apologetic, in her opinion, the Mobrado civilization could have lived like this in peace, although they may not be able to further evolve in the development of civilization.

The arrival of the emperor ** brought them a war that would be genocidal if they didn't play well, but if they could survive this war safely, they should also get the opportunity to develop civilization This complex situation can no longer be analyzed by a simple profit or loss for a civilization, but more like a big gamble, but in any case, this is definitely not good news for the Milia family whose peaceful life is about to end.

The Milia family was just the most ordinary people in Mobrador, and it was useless for them to think about such high-end issues as the course of the entire civilization, so when they heard about a war that was beyond their imagination, the three of them obviously looked a little unassociable. Bubbles at this time excitedly uploaded a video material in Miria's information terminal, which was the battle scene of the defense of the god of fog that she recorded through the subjective perspective of the Imperial Admiral, this video seems to have a huge impact on Milia, and there is absolutely no second more intuitive war documentary in this world, after sending this family of three to watch the war blockbuster, I beckoned everyone to go up to the living room on the first floor, ready to sum up what to do next.

"First of all, I want to find the bishop of the Blue Church, this ting is simple" Bing Tis likes to join in the fun, and at this time he also spoke enthusiastically, "Just drive the battleship to the Pope City and land, they will treat you as an ancestor, and now you have to think about what to say after being offered."

We have to come up with an easy-to-understand explanation to explain what the sage infighting is all about, if this is not resolved, the Mobrado civilization will be finished in a few days. Since their development, the spiritual pillar of the entire race is almost the absolute greatness of the sages, and once the ordinary people confirm the news of the sages' infighting, the impact caused is unimaginable.

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?" Shallow muttered a little incredulously, she had never been very clear about her status, and she still couldn't understand it, "Sage..., how important the two words are in the minds of the Mobradors.

"It's no exaggeration, I've been doing this for tens of millions of years," Bingtis said unashamedly, and we couldn't refute her words at all, "The mortals of this world are very unaware of your position as a Xiling apostle, although they know that you are just a more high-end mortal civilization, but they have already promoted you to the status of gods. And too much praise means a fragile balance. In their minds, the sages are absolutely right, and it is the evolution of the super-life that has made their race so far dependent, which is the most common expression of the fanatical believer: the belief that a guy who has never even seen a ghost has brought him all the good life he has now. And when the idols they worship go to war, these fanatical believers go crazy: who to help then? The gods are fighting, how should mortals stand in line? Why did the gods go to war? Does this mean the end of the world? What disagreements did the gods have in deciding the fate of mortals? Will they destroy this world? You see, when we fight in the sky, people on earth can think of such nonsense, even if their gods are actually just conflicted about what they eat in the morning, they will analyze it for a long time, and for a theocratic society, the higher the ruling class, the more cranky they will become, they have become accustomed to the act of figuring out the divine will from the "sages", even to the point of neuroticism...... The concubine suffered this kind of embarrassment back then, and went to the mortal world to buy two fried chicken nuggets, but when she passed two days later, she found that the group of lovely guys had written a Bible about this matter, and the fried chicken nuggets were monopolized by the church from that day...... That's. ”

I can't help but think of a passage in Greek mythology, which describes that Charon, the extraditer of hell, will charge a gold coin as a boat fare when he extradites the undead, otherwise the undead waiting to enter Hell must wait for a year by the river of the dead to rest in peace, I once went to Atlantis to ask Hades about this legend, and he said on the spot that all this is malicious slander and shoddy slander, and the Atlantean artificial gods are all impartial. This may be a testament to Icedis's words: mortals always figure out a lot of things that the gods themselves can't think of from the trivial actions of the gods, and then add a lot of miraculous explanations that make people laugh and cry.

Later, I tried to ask Charon about the situation, but it was said that he was interrupted by Hades and was recuperating from his injuries at the medical center, so the matter was over. We don't have to dig into this......

"Strictly speaking, Mobrado is a more deformed theocratic society than Atlantis," Lilina muttered as she chatted over the jingle of grapes jumping around on the table, "Although they both regard the Apostle of Hilin as a god, the latter knows more about how the god came to be, and is more rational in the war between gods, while Mobrado is all conjecture, and they portray the sages too beautifully." As she spoke, she put the grapes on a toothpick and dangled over the table, letting the following and Ding Dang jump back and forth, and the master and the servant were playing happily Did this girl forget something important?

"Actually, I have a good idea," Lilina said as she looked up at me while "playing games" with her goddess, and smiled evilly at me, "Don't forget that this bishop grew up fooling people...... Uh, though, hasn't grown up yet. Anyway, how about I make up a story? ”！。