On the twenty-first day of Cyrene's eighteenth year, the sky cracked.

Seven days and nights rained fireballs on the earth, and seven days and nights surged and silenced the earth.

And after that great catastrophe and great conversion, she was called Miss Blessed by the angels of the gray armor.

Since then, Cyrene has ceased to be Cyrene.

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【City of Perfection】

"What's that?"

The shirtless boy selling holy oil candles on the side of the street was the first to notice that something was wrong, and he squinted his eyes vigorously, shielded his hand from the glare of the sun, and looked at the blue sky above the crowd.

There, the blue sky seemed to tremble slightly at an abnormal amplitude.

The boy was puzzled and thought that this was just his dazzle, how could the sky tremble? How is it possible to shed tears like a lamb about to be slaughtered?

He was silent for so long that the old woman, who had bent down to pick the candles in front of his stall, stood up impatiently and straightened, holding three candles with a disgruntled expression, as if trying to reason with the inattentive peddler.

But when she saw the boy's unusual gaze, the old woman impatiently counted the layers of silver bracelets on her arms, and estimated what kind of wild birds were mating, she thought, as is the case with boys of this age, even in a holy city.

Then she turned back—

"Ah!!!h

The shrill screams burst into the noisy streets, and people looked at the source of the sound in confusion, only to see an old woman who had collapsed to the ground, and a boy who was trembling in the distance.

So they followed the boy's trembling gaze—

The noisy crowd fell silent as if the pause button had been pressed for a moment.

Gray tears flowed from the sky, and the tears were filled with orange-red flames, and the bright blue stars fell at the ends.

Divine punishment has begun.

It begins with the first star smashing into the square, from where the angel of the blue armor walks out.

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【Ultra Warrior】

Ayton, the commander of the 19th Company of the Ultramarines, was walking between the guards with his sword, and as planned, they landed in Midnight Square, one of the busiest squares in the City of Perfection.

The smell of burning chemicals as the drop pod landed mixed with the rich scent of smoke in the square, which was pungent and irritating.

Ayton calmly suppressed the vague uneasiness and anxiety in his heart, and he did as the Legion Commander Killiman ordered, nothing more.

Only, yes, as such.

He watched as the crowd of onlookers wriggled and knelt around the drop pod like newborn lambs, words in their mouths, and Ayton heard them praise the Emperor and his heirs in disgust.

Although this disgust did not dilute the uneasiness in his heart.

Ayton gave himself a second to cool down, and then he turned on the speaker of his helmet, and the sound of stabbing electricity rang out.

Following a thousand previous rehearsals, he said what he was asked to say.

[We, the soldiers of the Thirteenth Regiment of the Forty-seventh Expeditionary Fleet, hereby exercise our powers, in accordance with the tenth decree issued by the Emperor, which shall be examined and approved by the Reich with immediate effect.] 】

His cold, deep voice echoed every corner, and he heard the whispers of the crowd, some expectant, some nervous, and most of them just whispering prayers meaninglessly.

He continued, making sure his voice wasn't trembling,

[As a punishment for your faith, the Emperor ordered the destruction of the Perfect City, and you were allowed three days to pack up your belongings in the city, and on the fourth day, the Forty-seventh Expeditionary Fleet would break open the gates, allowing you four days to evacuate. 】

On the seventh and final day, your planetary governor is allowed to send a psionic communication to the Seventeenth Legion for help. 】

He's done, and now, there's no sound in everything.

The prayers disappeared, as if in response to stress, and the people froze in place, as if they had melted into the sculptures of the pilgrims.

Ayton sighed softly, and the sound was transformed into a crisp electric sound by the speakers.

The next moment, invective, screaming, praying, sobbing rolled at him like a wave.

People screamed and huddled, some tried to flee only to trip over the people on the ground - some passed out and collapsed to the ground, mingling with those who were prostrate on the ground praying, some tried to spit on them and throw stones, others tried to stop them, and then they scuffled together.

Ayton calmly reached for the blaster at his waist, he listened to the coughing sound of the pebbles on his armor, he held his sword to the ground in one hand, and slowly raised the muzzle of the gun in the other—

The sunlight gilded his dazzling blue armor with a dizzy white.

"Bang !!"

The old, the young, the male, the female, all stopped again, and they looked at him in horror, at the muzzle of the gun that was still slightly hot.

You only have seven days. 】

Ayton said,

[No one was allowed to stay here in the early hours of the seventh day, and the resistance was bound to shed blood. 】

[Again, resistance will shed blood. 】

Ayton swallowed, now he finished what he had been asked to say.

[From my personal point of view,]

He said, softening his voice as much as possible,

[You need to recognize the facts as soon as possible, and leave here on the fourth day, as soldiers of the 47th Expeditionary Fleet, we protect the legitimate demands of every legitimate citizen of the Empire, and as long as you obey the Emperor's orders in an orderly manner, we will not harm your personal safety. 】

The crowd fell silent for a moment, and then a voice shouted,

"This is our home! Where else can we go?! ”

With his keen sense of observation, Ayton found the source of that voice in the crowd, a rickety old woman who seemed to be chattering.

He pointed the muzzle of the blaster at her, and she shuddered violently, and a man beside her who looked like her seemed to be trying to stop her, perhaps his son.

[Resistance will bleed, ma'am, now go back to your home, pack your bags, and leave on the fourth day. 】

The next moment, the bottle exploded at his feet.

Ayton sighed again, and then he fired a warning shot into the sky as the Ultramarines around him began to dislodge the crowd.

On the horizon, the Ultramarine's drop pod was still landing, like a rain of fire.

Ayton watched all this with a blank face, and the plan went smoothly without even activating the backup plan.

His private communication channel sounded, and the voice was calm, but for some reason, Ayton heard a hint of relief from it...... That...... True calm, not repression.

[Commander of the 19th Company, Ayton, this is Hades, the Lord of the Silent Retreat, asking about your progress. 】

[Lord Hades, this is the Ultramarines Ayton, the crowd has been alerted, and most of them will return home after a day of chaos. 】

The sound of electricity sounded in the channel,

【Received,】

That side said,

[We will act on the night of the first day, be careful to lock down the city, do not let suspicious people leave early, and if necessary, you can impose a curfew. 】

Ayton paused for a moment,

[Lord Hades, this may be difficult to ......]

[Haha, a proposal, this can make it easier on our side, but it is estimated that it will be difficult on your side, don't care, according to your extreme warriors, try to shed as little blood as possible. 】

The voice of the Lord of the Silent Retreat was particularly relaxed...... This gave Ayton the illusion that he was just on an ordinary mission, which perhaps confused him slightly.

[Good luck with the mission, Company Commander Ayton.] 】

Saying this, Ayton opened his mouth,

[Roger, good luck with the mission, Lord Hades.] 】

The communication was immediately hung up.

The first paragraph of Ayton's expulsion of the crowd here, as well as the fragment of the home and the wine bottle, are all from the original book "The First Appearance of Heresy", which has been adapted and processed, accounting for about 200 words, I am very sorry, it involves the plot of the original book.

It also involves a part of the adaptation of the Bible, and if reading this section makes you uncomfortable with your faith, it is recommended that you stop reading the Religion of the Speakers.

(End of chapter)