【Terra】

Snow-white marble lay on the floor, and a dazzling white light spilled down from the only light source in the room, creating a dazzling wave of light.

The only desk in the room cast a dim and ominous shadow on the floor, and the golden armor dimmed in the shadows for a moment.

The Emperor was silent, staring at the map on the table in front of him.

…… They ...... They don't want to play anymore.

The Emperor slowly tapped his hand on the table, making a crisp sound, each of which flashed in the white light, and the curtain fluctuated, and he could get a glimpse of the current.

His previous actions had angered them, and now Chaos was going to show him their wrath.

…… Hades.

The Emperor's mouth silently pronounced the word.

No...... The emperor thought, desperate.

He could feel their high-pitched and weak state, Chaos was angry enough, they had invested enough, it wasn't—it wasn't something Hades could fix on his own.

Hades couldn't sense what was going on in subspace, which meant he couldn't predict what the other side was doing.

The Emperor thought calmly, and he lowered his eyes, staring at the map, counting how many forces would appear on the battlefield this time.

His hand tapping on the table paused slightly, and the emperor breathed steadily, and for a moment the golden light lit up and disappeared again.

Behind him, the rickety old man moved slightly.

"My lord,"

Machado's old voice rang out, with a deep sense of weariness,

"I can go."

"No,"

The emperor said,

"Stay in Terra, Machado, the network needs you."

Makado coughed twice,

"My lord, I still don't think Magnus can be released."

"I have given Riemanruth control of him, and the Wolf King will make his decision if necessary."

"The real battlefield is not here."

The emperor said without wave, Machado behind him frowned deeply, he wanted to say something, but the emperor raised his hand and stopped Machado's next sentence,

"Prepare for the shattering of borders...... Macado. ”

As if sighing, the emperor said softly,

"We need to keep our decisive hand and order Mars to prepare the support ships and prepare them for a long voyage."

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The emperor's, the emperor's sacred middle finger is not lit!!

Hades screamed inwardly, and after the last subspace jump, the emperor's middle finger lit up, and then went out again.

Don't mess with his mentality at this time!

Hades quickly listed the possible situations in his mind, the first was that something was wrong on his side, the four gods weakened the emperor's phalanx with the help of the Eye of Fear, but Hades did not find possible traces of blasphemy, and did not use the black domain to detect psionic energy.

…… The second possibility is that something is wrong with the emperor.

Hades hopes that it won't be the Internet that has blown up, even if the emperor has made a little joke on Hades or something?

But unfortunately, this phalanx is indeed like an ordinary human finger bone, and there is no longer a faint golden light.

This also means that Hades himself can no longer perform subspace jumps, and at the same time, he can no longer use the unique [Primordial Evolution].

He casually glanced at the mouth of Fenus beside him.

Hades was silent, then his next thing to do was very simple, to prevent the four gods from opening the Eye of Fear, if the Eye of Fear was indeed successfully opened, then the Silent Retreat and the Iron Hand alone would not be able to stop the demon army marching in the turbulence of the subspace.

They still have a chance before the eye of fear is opened.

Although he screamed silently in his heart, Hades did not react on the surface, and he continued to cross his middle finger with an expressionless face, talking to Fenus in front of him, and the fleet was about to reach the territory of the Eye of Fear.

"Creatures with [autonomous consciousness], or mechic spirits, will resist my arc, and the stronger their autonomous consciousness, the more difficult it will be for me to control."

Fernus pondered, it turns out that this is why the intelligent control robot still maintains a high efficiency,

[Then the autonomous consciousness machinery encountered next will be removed by the Iron Hand.] 】

Fenus said sensibly, but Hades smiled,

"No, I still have the Black Domain—I can eliminate the sense of autonomy."

Fernus was silent, and the Lord of Medusa silently took a deep breath,

[I think if we really have to fight Peturabo...... Perturabo will not be willing to be your enemy. 】

Hades smiled brightly,

"That's why I'm willing to lead the Silent Retreat to the Eye of Fear."

Because both legions here are mechanical warfare, Hades can at least guarantee that short-term operations will not collapse.

As if hearing the deep meaning of Hades's words, Fenoostock paused, but then, he stared at the command board and spoke,

[I have heard that your Sage Lieutenant is spreading other teachings within the Legion. 】

The smile on Hades' face froze, but before he could speak, Fenus interrupted him, and the original body looked at Hades meaningfully,

[Does this increase your strength, Hades?] 】

Hades was silent, and under Hades's science, Fernus knew chaos and the concept of "gods...... Bad thoughts popped up in Hades' head.

Hades nodded slowly, but firmly,

[Then let your Sage Deputy communicate more with the warriors.] 】

Fenus said casually,

[They also think you're different, and you really scare them.] 】

Fenus's tone became a little lighter, and the Lord of Medusa crossed his arms,

[I think you originally intended to teach them some skills, but it's a pity that the knowledge you show is combined with the kindness you express...... The two produced an unharmonious reaction. 】

Hades smiled awkwardly,

"Maybe that's what I'm asking - there's a situation."

As soon as Hades's voice changed, and before his voice could end, several red dots lit up on the bird servant's instrument representing other fleets.

Is that......

Hades frowned,

…… Bearers?

The movement of Hadespan's imperial phalanges stopped.

This was not what he expected...... Based on normal subspace travel time, it is unlikely that the Whisperer would have appeared here.

So...... There's only one possibility.

Hades stared at the Bird Servant...... There are not many ships of the Whisperers, but the possibility of concealment is not ruled out.

Fernus was about to receive permission to communicate from the Whisperer, and beside him, Hades' voice rang softly,

"Highest level of alert."

Fenus stopped as he was about to agree to accept the Waiwai's application, and he looked at Hades in disbelief.

In response to him was Hades, who had already connected to the audit channel.

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【Kadia】

In the underground trench beneath the largest blackstone obelisk, Perturabo stood silently in front of the command board, even though he knew everything and didn't really need it.

Scorching steam erupted from his side, and the Lord of the Abomination and the Lord of the Furnace bent down its large, craggy body, and there seemed to be a hint of triumphant eve charm in his words,

+ Lo and behold—here they are. +

The monster said happily,

+ Came at the right time, I think, just in time for us to open the eyes of fear. +

Perturabo was silent and ignored Vashtor's self-talk, and the Iron Lord was preoccupied with manipulating the Blackstone Obelisk on the other planets, with Kadia as the central anchor, and this defensive line gradually extended towards Kadia.

And at this moment, this long river is about to close, and Kadia will be the last piece of the puzzle.

[You're interested in him?] 】

Peturabo asked lazily, and Vashtol let out a puff of steam as if dissatisfied,

+ Only when you see it will you understand why he is the spit of the gods. +

As if remembering something, Peturabo sneered,

[I've seen that my "good brother" takes his little soldiers very seriously. 】

Peturabo said casually,

[It's just an anti-psionic ability, he is not immune to artillery fire, nor is he immune to bullets, and death is still easy. 】

Vashtor was silent for a long time, and the crackling arc lit up between the heavily wound cables,

+ Do not take it lightly,+

Vashtor hissed,

+ He has other abilities besides anti-psionic powers. +

What will it be? 】

+ Control the mechanics. +

It was funny, Perturabo thought, and he could hear a slight tremor in the monster's voice.

[Looks like he's going to have a very rare skill.] 】

Perturabo scoffed, but Vashtor whispered,

+No...... You don't understand...... Peturabo, you need help, and you should be thankful that the concentration of psionic energy here is extremely high right now, which gives us the capital to suppress him. +

Vashtor spoke, the gears roaring, and the abomination raised its head, its gaze staring thoughtfully at the blackstone obelisk as if it had penetrated layers of defense.

+ Good thing we don't have to face him...... When the rift that turns reality upside down opens, he will be annihilated. +

Vashtor sneered.

Perturabo expertly ignored it, and word came from the Bearer's side.

Luojia ...... It occurred to Perturabo that the original form of the Bearer had changed, that he had completely changed, or rather...... His soul is dead.

This sufficiently blasphemous thought gave Perturabo a strange sense of satisfaction, and a faint sense of fear crept over him.

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Angeltay stood there uneasy, he was exiled, and when the original planned to kill the forbidden army, Angeltay spoke out to dissuade the original, and then he was sent by Luojia to the most remote part of the ship.

Angeltai silently shook the black spear in his hand, the heavy texture gave him a moment of reassurance, at least the original body did not confiscate the punishment weapon he had obtained in the City of Perfection.

Luojia ...... It's changed.

Angeltay took a deep breath, as Luojia seemed to be a different person since he had spoken with Perturabo, the original of the Fourth Legion, ordering the burning of all the books he had written after the City of Perfection, and ordering the Whisperers to scatter around the Eye of Fear to collect the indigenous beliefs here.

At the same time, the original body is stepping up the compilation of new holy scriptures, disbanding the original priests, and training priests according to the new faith.

That's not the Luojia he knew.

Angeltay firmly believes this, what is absolutely going on, he wants to confirm the condition of the original body again, and so far, except for Angeltai, the other warriors who suspect the original body have been sent by Luojia to search for the faith in the edge star field - they have been exiled even further.

Angelay didn't know if it was the Spear of Punishment in his hand that had allowed him to escape, or if the original still felt that Angeltai still had his own usefulness.

But that's not the point, there is only one thing Angeltai needs to do now, and that is to confirm what really happened to the original body.

Although he has long been far away from the original body, he cannot know the original body's every move, but the blessed lady Cyrene can, Cyrene is very smart, not as impulsive as Angeltai, this intelligent blind woman after realizing that the original body is wrong, and politely accepted the new faith, but in private, Cyrene still secretly prayed to the emperor and the silencer every day.

It is also the schedule of the original body that Cyrene brought to Angletay, and the little girl drilled out of the exhaust pipe to bring the latest movements of the original body to Angeltai on duty.

According to Cyrene, the Primordial went to the confessional on their own at noon every day, and was nowhere to be seen, and the priests who had gone to the Primordial were severely reprimanded, and some of them were even thrown against the wall by the impatient Father of Genes.

The period of time when the original body was alone...... This is Angeltay's last chance.

Relying on the map provided by the Lady Zhu, he easily avoided the patrolling warriors, and Angeltay walked silently down the corridor, his spear unconsciously gripping tightly, his mouth crushed by the cold black stone.

The confessional was right in front of his eyes, and Angeltay felt his breathing begin to grow heavy.

Did he do it right?

Angeltay asked, he could have done otherwise, the Primordial exiled him to the ship, proving that he still had hope, and Angeltay could obediently serve in the remote position of the mothership for a few years, and then return to the Primordial and become his most trusted warrior.

But...... That's not true.

Something was wrong with Luojia, and Angeltay thought bitterly, even if he was still glorious as a demigod, but things had been off track since the time Luojia teamed up with Perturabo to design the killing of the Praetorian Army, and there would always be wise people among the Bearers who saw the anomaly of the original body, but they were either exiled first, or kept silent - now is the time for a major change in rank.

When Angeltay's mind once again settled in reality, he found himself standing at the door of the original body's private confessional room.

The door was closed.

Angeltay swallowed, and he slung his spear to his back and reached out to knock on the door.

His gaze paused on his hand dangling in the air, and finally—Angeltay decided to follow his heart, he flipped his hand over and tried to gently push the door open.

Angeltay's eyes widened, and the door was unlocked.

A mishmuous glow of fire danced through the crack in the door, and the flames crackled and burned quietly, accompanied by the sound of heavy drowning breathing.

Luojia, Luojia was standing there, his back to Angeltay, facing the blackstone scepter on display in the corner, the fire was burning around the original body, Angeltay saw the corpse of the book, and the original body set his book on fire.

Angeltai recognized the words, the fragments of the book from the pre-Perfect City Legion tomes, to new editions after that, and to editions that were currently being compiled.

As if unaware of Angeltay's arrival, the original body stood silently, he was pinned there, his breathing was disordered, as if he was fighting a fierce battle.

Angeltay pursed his lips as he cautiously took a step into the room—

[Roll. 】

Luojia's voice rang out, but the original body remained motionless.

Angeltay felt as if his throat had been choked by the Primordial, but he chose to take his second step firmly.

The Luojia he knew wouldn't say "" to his heir.

Luojia's breathing became more erratic, and he breathed shortly, but still motionless.

Angeltay took his third step, and the pressure rushed over him, and he saw blood spill from between his helmets and his throat become fishy.

Luojia let out a near-death gasp.

“…… Father? ”

Angeltay opened his mouth, and red lines slipped from the corners of his mouth,

【…… Don't]

A fragmented voice sounded,

【See ......】

Ticking, in the dim light of the fire, Angeltay saw an extra drop of blood under the feet of the original body.

But the back of the original body is still as silent as an old house that has been abandoned for thousands of years,

The sound of the adamantite metal colliding, the armor colliding, Luojia slowly raised a hand, and he pointed to the dull golden scepter.

【Walk......】

Anglet's eyes were bleeding and tearful, he knew, he knew, he began to walk towards the scepter, and as he passed by the side of the primordial, with a loud wail, the primordial turned around and continued to turn his back to Angeltay.

Angeltay managed to hold the scepter.

【Walk......】

The original body gasped,

【Go... Go... Find God. 】

Angeltai felt that blood and tears had crawled all over his face,

"How can I help you, father?"

He asked sadly, broken,

[Let's go...... Quick ......]

Angeltay gritted his teeth and didn't ...... No, he thought...... He couldn't help the original body, and the first time he saw Luojia's back, Angel realized that the original body was far worse than he thought.

But the only thing he could do now was follow Luojia's orders.

Angeltay felt as if he was carrying a mountain on his shoulders, but the voice of the original body telling him to go was getting weaker and weaker, and he was running out of time......

Luojia listened to Angeltay's messy footsteps in the distance, and after a while, the fire around him gradually went out.

Now, Luojia is facing complete darkness.

Woo woo woo no more!

(End of chapter)