Chapter 197: The Flood Angel (Subscription Requested)

"Why are you so struggling!! I just want to be a god, what's wrong with me? The man's face was crazy, and his frightened eyes showed grief and indignation, "Why are you driving me to a dead end like this!" โ€

"I just want to kill you traitors, why are you resisting so fiercely that it makes it difficult for me?" Dante smiled slightly.

The man was almost mad with anger at this sentence.

"You want my life, and you won't allow me to resist??"

"Then if you want the life of the empire and the life of the entire human race, won't you allow humans to resist??"

Dante paused word by word, his voice slowed down, and he spoke very clearly.

During the period of the Human Alliance, those who intended to ascend to the gods and the subspace, the alien race was called the three evils, and countless living beings died because of them.

And nowadays, there are still people who vainly want to ascend to the gods and pursue the so-called immortality.

Isn't such a person asking for the life of the Empire, of the entire human race?

"Isn't the puppet emperor also eager to become a god!! Look at the magnificent churches, look at the towering shrines, and the world is chanting his name. Isn't he still eager to become a god!! Why can he do it, I can't do it. I just want to be a god, I just don't want to die, I just don't want to be subservient, is this also wrong?? If it's really wrong, then the puppet emperor you're loyal to is also wrong, why don't you eliminate him. โ€

"Those who succumb to the evil gods are also worthy of being compared with Your Majesty." Dante stood motionless, his words full of sarcasm, "I know you want to stall for time, you want to digest the forbidden thing called the umbilical cord of the young god and gain the power contained in it. But I don't care, it's not enough to kill you for a felony like this betrayal of race. I will make you despair, let you know that giving everything and gaining power is a fragile truth before me, and then you will die with remorse and despair, and fall into eternal hell and be tormented. โ€

The horror in the man's eyes grew more and more intense, and he realized that Dante was not lying, nor was he deliberately propagating.

The other party really didn't care about him swallowing the umbilical cord of the young god, and regarded him as an ant.

It's not for nothing that Dante is called the Lord of Demon Hunters.

His strength is too strong.

So strong that even subspace creatures are afraid and fearful.

Dante stood there, staring at the man.

As time passed, the man let out a scream of pain, and countless whispers broke through the defenses of his brain, eating away at his memories, thoughts, and everything, assimilating him completely.

Mutated tentacles grew out of the man's body, tearing his clothes.

The head also swelled up, and all sorts of terrible sarcomas grew.

The sarcoma has malicious eyes and a mouth full of fangs.

The man's legs melted and turned into swollen lumps of flesh, squirming and crawling up.

"It's ugly." Dante witnessed all this change and made an evaluation.

"In the universe, beauty and ugliness are meaningless, and the body can be shaped at will. You have been deceived by the Puppet Emperor and have no idea how many secrets this universe hides. If you don't become a god, you're just an ant after all, swept into the garbage heap by time. โ€

The man's crazy voice came from the mouth of the mutated monster.

"I feel unprecedented power, I see the truth of this universe, you are all just pathetic slaves, pathetic ants. You don't know anything about the reality of this universe, races, civilizations don't care about anything, they are going to be destroyed. Whether it is destroyed by external forces or internal strife, it is the same. โ€

"I don't really know the truth of the universe, but I know your death, and I know the death of the gods you worship."

Before he could finish speaking, Dante rushed towards the other party.

His speed was so fast that the air exploded suddenly, creating a sonic boom, and white waves of air rolled and swept away in all directions.

The suppressed soulless aura was released, forming a soulless force field that was enough to make everything wither, suppressing all spiritual energy within range.

"The Cursed."

The man hissed, and sharp black spikes grew from the tips of his tentacles.

The tentacles hovered in the air, and there was a whistling sound of breaking through the air, and then stabbed at Dante who rushed towards him, heading straight for the other party's face.

The longsword forged by the Emperor himself collided with the spikes, making a piercing sound that echoed through the empty room.

The speed of both sides was so fast that there was an afterimage.

Each collision explodes the air, creating a tumbling stream of air that slams in all directions, creating fleeting flames and tiny thunderbolts.

Some heavy, rusty mechanisms were swept away by an invisible shock wave, and were eventually completely destroyed and crushed to smithereens.

"I have touched the threshold of God, what do you fight with me."

The voice of the man who turned into a mutant monster became more and more permeating.

As the umbilical cord of the young god gradually deepened the corruption of the man, his strength and speed also increased rapidly, and the aura he emitted became more and more terrifying, the temperature of the air around him became lower and lower, and the frost began to condense on the ceiling and corners.

"The power of subspace is just a lie, it doesn't belong to you. The threshold of divinity, it seems to me that you are just a hapless bastard who has been deceived, poor worm. Your stupidity makes me feel pity, look at the way you are, disgusting, ugly. โ€

Dante's expression didn't change, and he swung his sword to block a tentacle.

"I can feel it, and you can't. You have been deceived by the Puppet Emperor, and you have no idea what power is hidden in subspace. You are a cursed man, and the Most High hates you. โ€

The monster attacked again, and several tentacles quickly swept towards Dante's position, so fast that they could not see their way through the air, only to hear a violent sonic boom afterwards and see the billowing white air waves.

Dante blocked the tentacles with the long sword in his hand, and the force field generator on the blade of the sword emitted smoke from the violent impact.

"Then you should feel it, because you won't feel it soon. From now on, the warm-up is over, idiot. โ€

Dante's speed suddenly increased, and the soulless aura emitted became more and more intense, and it was even about to form a substantial soulless force field.

The subspace became silent as he lifted the oppression, and the raging power seemed to freeze, and there was no longer a ripple.

Those monsters that lurked in the darkness fled with screams, and some of the slower ones were directly reduced to ashes and dissipated under the suppression of the soulless force field.

The man was horrified, and he felt his strength waning as quickly as the waters of the ebbing tide.

His attacks grew weaker and weaker, and his opponent's attacks became more violent.

The blade of the sword sliced through the air, leaving countless afterimages in its wake, and the man's tentacles couldn't keep up at all.

With one last collision, the sword containing the vicious curse pierced into the bloated flesh body.

A terrible voice came from the depths of the man's soul.

An unimaginable being fled back to the depths of eternity.

The cysts and tentacles on the man's body also turned into ashes and dissipated in the air because of this sword.

The poor hapless bastard reverted to his human form and fell to the ground.

"Is this the power you've ever dreamed of??" Dante walked up to the man with a look of pity in his eyes, "It's so sad. โ€

The man vomited blood, and as he fell to the ground, he reached out his hand in despair towards Dante, his eyes wide open.

He's unwilling!!

Obviously I have touched the threshold of divinity, why can't I defeat the other party!!

Even as a soulless being, he was just a mortal being.

Why!!

Why can't I win!!

Look at the man's eyes full of hatred and unwillingness.

Dante raised his sword and stabbed the other party again, causing the other party to swallow directly.

After confirming that the other party was out of breath, Dante did not stop.

He turned the corpse into a frontal turn with his foot, and then went down with a sword to disembowel.

It's not that he likes to desecrate corpses, but to cut open his stomach to see the source of corruption.

Cutting open the man's belly, Dante found that the internal organs in the other's body had melted into a strange mass of flesh and blood that exuded a strange aura.

The flesh squirmed, and faces the size of thumbs grew.

Dante activated his soulless trait and stabbed it with his sword, only to find that even if it was pierced, it had no painful reaction.

It looked a bit like it was alive, but it wasn't really a subspace creature.

Surveying the wriggling flesh, Dante muttered to himself, "Has there been a seal or something!" โ€

A seal is something that can exist in reality, but contains the power of subspace.

They operate in a mysterious and different way, with the only thing in common being that they all contain sources of pollution.

Dante frowned at the wriggling mass of flesh.

It's not like he doesn't have the means to deal with this thing.

However, if it is forcibly destroyed, it is very likely that the pollution sources that have gathered inside will spread.

After thinking for a moment, he finally gave up on the plan.

It's better to deal with this problem safely, otherwise it will cause more corruption events, which will outweigh the losses.

Dante carried the man's body out of the abandoned factory.

Several hovercars were parked in a clearing in the distance.

Caltero, Geralt, Bamin, and several other top witchers are there.

Seeing Dante approaching, they clenched their fists and put them in the position of their hearts.

"Your Excellency."

"Your Excellency."

In response to their greeting, Dante nodded and casually threw the body in his hand in front of several people.

"This guy ate the umbilical cord of the young god, and although I killed him, the corruption has remained in this body. If it is dealt with rashly, it will inevitably lead to more corruption, and it will be contained and placed under the cathedral of the Empire, and it will be slowly purified by using the faith of the people of the Empire. โ€

"Understood."

Several witchers stepped forward and wrapped the body in the shroud blessed by the Anglican priests.

The Shroud is engraved with dense prayers, which can effectively suppress the corrupting power of the subspace.

Once the corpse was wrapped, it was placed in a special alloy coffin, and a variety of killing fields and stasis fields were applied to ensure that the corruption would not leak and spread, let alone be opened by those who wanted to sneak into the containment.

With all this done, the Alloy Coffin was loaded onto a hovercar and escorted to the Cathedral by several witchers.

Above the magnificent church is the place where people pray to the emperor and perform rituals.

Below is a huge, heavily secured shelter.

It contains a large number of seals that are difficult to destroy.

They can only be slowly purified with faith and the power of the God Emperor.

The purified seals are minimized in their danger to humans, and can occasionally be used as a tool for the Empire's official law enforcement agencies.

"It's all settled, my lord, we can go first, there are other things to be busy in the bureau." The Chief of Police, Caltero, came to Dante to ask for instructions.

Nemo had stepped down due to his incompetence in the previous few years of the player's capture, and Caltro took his place.

Don't think that the position of the empire is only promoted and not demoted.

Ineffective work, violation of regulations, etc., will be lowered to let more capable people come up.

There are so many locations, and naturally those who can live in them.

Once you go down, it's hard to come up again.

After all, a turnip is a pit.

This practice will certainly make some people feel angry, thinking that this idea of survival of the fittest will inevitably break the hearts of those who are loyal.

But this world does not say that whoever is more loyal than the other should occupy more power.

Loyalty that is incapable but wants to occupy a high position is also a cancer that hurts the empire.

What's more, that is not necessarily loyalty, but may just be selfish disguised as loyalty.

Dante waved his hand, agreeing.

After a while, several police hovercars lifted off into the air and flew towards the metropolis in the distance.

In the open space that was still bustling just now, only Dante and Bamin, two witchers, were left behind, leaning on the side of the car, looking at the tall metropolis lit up with countless neon lights in the distance, and smoked.

Dante took a deep breath of the cigarette in his hand, and then slowly exhaled it, spitting into smoke rings.

After every fight, there is always a feeling of being purified.

"The minions of the Broken God have been almost cleared, and we can finally stop for a while." Ba Ming flicked the cigarette ash in his hand, this kind of thing from the primitive era of human beings, to this day, is still the only magic weapon for men to relieve stress.

"That's when you can stop, you can live a clean life, I have a new task to do."

"New mission??"

"Yes, the evil god forces active in Betelgeuse have basically been swept away, and the Demon Hunting Academy is also on the right track." Dante said to Bamin, "You can basically handle the follow-up work here alone, and I naturally have to carry out new tasks." โ€

"What new mission are you going to do?"

"Your Majesty has given me an order from the Imperial Council to go to the Cape Town system and deal with some special matters. Said that something ran back and asked me to deal with it. โ€

"Something ran back??" Babin looked confused.

"Don't look at the good news on several battlefields in the empire now, and the second lighthouse has been activated, but the real situation is still not optimistic." Dante's gaze retracted from the bustling city in the distance, looking high into the sky.

The vast sky is no longer pitch black, and the light of some stars can be faintly seen.

The space-time continuity of the galaxy is slowly being repaired.

After a pause, Dante continued.

"The Third Expeditionary Force activated the second lighthouse and sent back some information to the Empire about the end of the Human Alliance. Do you think that our enemies are only these little minions of the evil god organization!! You think too well, if that's the case, how can the human alliance collapse!! No matter how strong those transcendents are, they can't withstand the cutting-edge weapons of the Alliance!! The ones we're dealing with now, to put it bluntly, are just little monsters in the novice stage, let's practice our hands. โ€

"So there's BOOS over there in the Cape Town system??" Ba Ming said with a smile, "That means that we are still improving, and now that the novice monster is no longer worth mentioning, it's time to increase the difficulty." โ€

"I guess it's a little BOOS, according to the guys who provided the information, what we have to deal with this time is as old as the universe, saying that the universe has just been born, and time has just begun to flow, and it already exists."

"Sounds like an exaggeration."

"It's an exaggeration, but there are ways to deal with it, and the situation shouldn't be very bad. Betelgeuse is up to you, Barmin. Don't mess it up and make this a hotbed of evil again. โ€

"I know."

"There are some things I don't really want to say, but I have to say them. Although the witchers are beyond the other departments, they are only one department of the empire after all. If it is above other departments for a long time, it will inevitably attract discontent and induce political struggle. You also have to hone your political tactics and know how to see people and talk about people, and talk nonsense when you see ghosts. Strive to get the support of most sectors as much as possible. Don't engage in isolationism, the soulless are inherently feared by ordinary people, and if you engage in isolationism again and lose the assistance of other departments, it will inevitably make the work difficult. โ€

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Dante and Bamin chatted for hours until dawn.

"I never thought my last night here would be like this." Dante smiled.

This sentence made Ba Ming stunned, "What do you mean by this??" โ€

"The day of departure is today, and after clearing the last of the enemy, it is time for me to leave. Things are in a hurry on the other side of the Capton system, and those things can't be allowed to run into the Empire, so the sooner they go, the better. โ€

As soon as the words fell, a roaring sound came from the sky.

A large transport ship slowly landed near the clearing.

After stopping, the hatch slowly opened with the hissing sound of high-pressure gas.

A group of Imperial soldiers came out of the cabin surrounded Miria, the Imperial Governor.

Miria has held this position for decades, but she still hasn't shown any signs of age.

She still looks young.

But the tiredness between the eyebrows and the vicissitudes of time in the eyes can't be hidden.

"Lord Dante, Lord Babin." Miria greeted the two of them, then looked at Dante, "The Broach to the Cape Town system is ready to set sail. โ€

Dante nodded at Miria, then looked at Bagin again, "That's it, Babmy. The rest of the way, you have to go on your own. โ€

With that, Dante walked towards the transport.

Babin watched Dante enter the transport, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't think of what to say, and he just felt a little blocked in his heart.

Until the hatch closed, he couldn't say what he wanted to say.

The transports roared and took off, hurtling into outer space.

Ba Ming was left alone.

He looked at the transport boat in the distance, his eyes were complicated, revealing a pain called parting.

They had never been separated, and this time, they were going to be separated.

Ba Ming knew that this was for the great cause of the God Emperor, so that more human beings could live in a peaceful world.

But he was still sad about parting.

They were rescued by the God Emperor together, trained by Dante together, learned all kinds of knowledge given by the God Emperor and Xu Fu together, and learned to strengthen the breath of the Soulless.

In the back, let's go outside the base to try to hunt monsters, and then purify the lower areas, the corruption zone, the airport, and even the void.

They came step by step and founded the Demon Hunting Court and the Demon Hunting Academy, so that the soulless people who were once hated by the world have their own value in human society.

"Let's hope we can see each other again." It wasn't until the transport boat disappeared from view that Bagin said to himself.

The galaxy is so big, and the two have their own jobs.

Bagin didn't know if he would ever see Dante again.

It's like Miria's lover, Sima Changguang's father, Sima Gong.

Decades ago, he came here with the God Emperor to rescue the planet, and when he left, he promised Miria that one day, he would return.

But in the end, all that came back was the news of his death.

In this vast galaxy, sometimes, a farewell is a lifetime.

Dante travels over the atmosphere in a transporter, crossing the Kรกrmรกn Line and entering the Void.

It merges into the short passage of the Void and eventually anchors into a massive harbor monostructure.

In previous years, the Imperial Diet has successively launched major infrastructure projects.

This project has greatly promoted the development of backward star systems such as Betelgeuse.

Let the local residents enter the Void and become a civilized world that has entered the interstellar age.

Thousands of dock facilities radiated from the harbor built around the planet, lined up in a long strip of metal that stretched out into the void.

Transport ships, maintenance ships, cargo ships, etc., are as dense as schools of sardines, coming and going in and out of the harbor.

The huge platform is vast, and the factories and buildings on it resemble rolling mountains.

Sections of magnificent facilities are connected by energy pipes to form a huge shipyard.

Dante's Demon Bound was anchored in a dock in the harbor.

Over the years, the ship has sailed only a handful of times.

There are some special times in the galaxy that Dante goes to solve on small ships.

Because it's more flexible and faster.

Luckily, the Demonbinder has someone on hand to keep the systems up and running.

Not long ago, the ship was also upgraded, implanted with a large number of new technologies, and strengthened defense, firepower and stability in all aspects.

Miria and her guards take Dante from the tarmac to the dock.

"That's it." Seeing the Binding Demon's posture, Dante stopped Miria and motioned for the other party to send him here.

"I'm sorry to let you leave like this. You've made a great contribution to Betelgeuse, and if you're willing to give you a little more time, I can put together a grand ceremony to see you off. โ€

"That's enough, coming quietly and leaving quietly is the rule of demon hunters. If it is fanfare, it will alert our enemies. May the Light of the Emperor protect you, Governor Miria. โ€

"May He guide you in your path, Mistress Dante."

Dante turned away and boarded the Demon Bound by the gangway.

Miria watched as the massive ship slowly left the harbor and headed for the outer reaches of the system.

She has a feeling that the years are like a shuttle, and the vicissitudes of life are in the sea.

A few years ago, Dante had arrived as if it had happened yesterday.

And now, he has completed his mission and left, running to the stars again.

Dante didn't go to Kepler alone, but took the whole team with him.

Carefully selected members such as Navigator Slo, HBT Agent James, Advanced Technical Engineer Skolos, and Witcher Geralt accompany him on this mission to the Cape Town system.

Geralt and the others are witchers cultivated in Betelgeuse.

Dante takes them to trials, to get them out of their hometowns and to see the stars.

Let them know how great their mission really is.

The spaceship flew to the edge of the galaxy, where it leaped into subspace.

The longer the lighthouse is activated, the weaker the storm becomes.

Within the Empire, the storm has been severely weakened and can no longer hinder the smooth navigation of ships.

As a result, the Binding Demon's navigation in subspace was smooth and unhurried.

During this period of sailing, Dante and the others were not idle.

They gathered in the strategy room to discuss the mission this time.

The Weeping Angel event in the Cape Town system.

James was the first to speak, briefing several participants on the mission.

"According to the intelligence provided by the HBT agency, as well as the information provided by the local government. The Weeping Angel entered the Empire with the help of an adventure ship called the Cowboy West. It had leapt out of subspace and anchored in the outer reaches of the galaxy, having lost its ability to maneuver, with only a bunch of eerie, eye-obscuring sculptures inside. Then it was discovered by another adventure ship, the Nuggets, and towed back to Port 3 in Cape Town to be sold, and it was at this time that the Weeping Angels quickly flooded in Port 3, transforming humans in large numbers, and with the help of pictures, monitoring these things that carry their images, and giving birth to more angels. โ€

"Cape Town local government only realised something was wrong when the size of the Weeping Angels reached hundreds of thousands. They urgently issued a red warning and cut off all local communications, blocking all planetary colonies, space stations, and preventing the further proliferation of Weeping Angels. After the report, the professionals of the empire immediately judged through the database that it was the weeping angel who was messing up. โ€

"Some of the following content and information are found from the Human Alliance database. It's all about the Weeping Angel, and it's been sent to your personal database, so check it out. โ€

"Don't have a picture?" Geralt looked at the dense text descriptions in front of him, and suddenly felt a headache.

"Any photos and videos of the Weeping Angel will create a new Weeping Angel, so there are no photos of the Weeping Angel in the database."

"This weird feature! It's really not scientific at all!! Don't you need to think about attrition? You don't need to think about the law of conservation, just born out of thin air? โ€

As a newcomer to the Empire, Geralt thinks far more about things than the others.

"From the Human Alliance's database, we don't have such studies, but I'm inclined to say yes, they don't take into account attrition, cost, and they don't take into account conservation laws." Skolos, a high-level technical engineer, replied, "These weird things never talk about realistic science. โ€

"There is no loss, there is no need to think about the law of conservation. If you tie a weeping angel to the air, put a row of cameras around it, take pictures of it, and then point the screen at the sea, wouldn't it be possible to automatically reclaim the sea at no cost? โ€

James: "."

Skolos: "."

Even Dante knocked on the table.

This brain circuit is amazing.

Seeing that everyone fell silent, Geralt realized that he must have said the wrong thing, and immediately shrank his head.

After a few moments, Skolos turned on a projection interface.

Geralt's question was a strange question, but if the Weeping Angel was so easy to deal with, it wouldn't need our help. Weeping Angels are capable of quantum movement and can leapfrog any safeguard with an accuracy greater than the atomic level. In the case of unmanned observation, there is no limit to the distance and speed of movement. And the offspring will dissipate because they can't take in energy for a long time, so taking the Weeping Angel to reclamation is just an unrealistic fantasy. โ€

"Weeping Angels are capable of withstanding all blows, including but not limited to hot melts, pulses, black holes, antimatter, nuclear fusion, and more. Even if it is shattered, it will be restored instantly when no one is watching. Banishing to subspace is also an impractical thing, and they will return to the real universe again in a very short time. โ€

"This thing!! How do we deal with it? Geralt also smacked his tongue when he heard James's introduction, "Ignore any damage, can't be banished, and can teleport, this can't be fought at all." โ€

"The Imperial Council has sent a psionic force to escort weapons and devices against the Weeping Angels, estimated to arrive at the same time as us. Getting those weapons and equipment won't be difficult to deal with the Weeping Angel. โ€

Hearing James's words, Dante was also a little surprised.

"Is the Imperial Diet so quick to react this time??"

"No, it was the God Emperor who ordered the preparations, and he seems to have anticipated this crisis a long time ago and ordered people to prepare early."

Two sheets, ten thousand.

The Demon Hunt Line, it is estimated that the touch will end tomorrow.

Return to the line of assassinating the God Emperor and observe a moment of silence for His Majesty, who is about to die violently.

The Assassins who have lurked from the Eternal Night to the New Age can't wait to go on a killing spree.

Speaking of your tickets!! Isn't it squeezed dry!!

(End of chapter)