The Ethan's strategy room is a spacious domed hall.

The floor and columns are carved out of red and black rock, and the strategy round table sits in the middle of the strategy room, where floating projections are outlined in the hum of machinery.

A magnificent sculpture of the Emperor stands by the wall.

Clad in armor with the tip of the sword pointing downward, his hands resting on top of the hilt, facing the direction of the observation window, his eyes full of vigilance.

In front of the sculpture is a huge brazier, the light of which illuminates the dimly lit strategy room and the faces of the people who participated in the meeting.

Everyone here has a respectable identity and status.

The legion envoy of the Second Legion in Regulus, Lawson who is currently in charge of training recruits.

Rear Admiral of the Imperial Navy in charge of commanding the fleet for this operation - Creed.

The beautiful commander of the 177 psionic unit - Triss with long fiery red hair, blue-brown eyes, tall build, and bumps.

She wore an elaborate psychic robe with a vivid flame insignia on her arm.

It means that she is also a nun and has signed a loyalty contract with the God Emperor.

Only the most devout nuns can receive such honors.

After signing this contract, they can use a portion of the power of the God Emperor to fight against the enemy.

According to Triss's own account, the head of the Anglican Church and the founder of the Sisters' Order, Nanxi, was her nominal mentor.

This relationship alone would have made her highly respected in most of the Imperial world.

In addition, she is a nun recognized by the God Emperor, and her status can be regarded as very high in the empire.

"The Weeping Angels have taken over Port 03, as well as several nearby colonies." "These areas have a total population of 3.2 million, and they are now completely locked down, and the ration system is in place, and their situation is fairly stable for now. Some of the survivors are still assisting us in scouting the situation on the ground, and the number of Weeping Angels is still slowly expanding. ”

Cape Town is the current frontier of the empire, and it is also the limit area of the protection of the Emperor's light, and beyond it is the dark eternal night storm, although there is a lighthouse to guide it, but the dark area is still full of dangers, with countless strange things.

The Empire's Pioneer Act has set countless people eager to make a fortune on the path of adventurers.

Explore within the empire, safe but less profitable.

Ambitious adventurers will choose to venture to those dark areas.

They are willing to take greater risks for the sake of greater gains.

It was in this context that the Cape Town Galaxy developed, and most of the people here were for adventurers.

Ship maintenance, bars, supplies, and all sorts of things that can't be put on the table.

A population of 3.2 million is insignificant for a bustling imperial galaxy, a few small cities and towns.

But considering the current development of the empire, such a population is a very important population for a fledgling colonial galaxy.

After all, there are still many safer and more resourceful planets waiting to be colonized in the core area, and many people are not willing to take risks.

If it weren't for the adventurers who needed to resupply here, I am afraid that the population here would be even smaller.

"We've brought a batch of seals, as well as an anti-spirit ability field generator for the Weeping Angels, which could theoretically destroy them."

Hearing Triss talk about the anti-spirit ability field, Dante glanced at her a few more times with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The Soulless Trait has an anti-psionic effect.

At this stage, the Empire has also researched the anti-spirit ability field device, which will threaten the status of the soulless.

After all, the greatest value of soulless people is that their soulless nature is a powerful weapon against subspace.

If the Empire were able to mass-produce anti-spirit ability field devices, it would inevitably lead some people to have thoughts about the Demon Hunting Court.

Feeling Dante's gaze, Triss added, "The anti-spirit ability field is the technology of the Human Alliance, which can suppress the ether of the subspace, but it is fundamentally different from the soulless, it can only weaken and expel the creatures of the subspace, but cannot completely destroy them. Our task now is to assemble the Weeping Angels, then lock them into sculptures and use the anti-spirit power field to destroy them completely. ”

"Under the illumination of the anti-spirit ability field, the energy of the Weeping Angel will be accelerated, and it only takes a dozen hours to pass the energy that has taken millions of years to drain."

Triss gave a detailed account of the anti-psionic device, while Creed gave some more information.

The meeting was talked about for several hours, discussing every possible accident and the corresponding remedy.

Demon hunting is not just a matter of taking a sword and rushing forward regardless of it.

Hot-blooded anime is not reality.

Demon hunting is a war between humans and strange creatures, and it must be planned before it is moved.

The weaknesses of the Weeping Angels are obvious, and if they are found, they can be easily targeted.

But even so, there is a possibility of overturning.

Once the demon hunting mission overturns, the sacrifice will not be small, and it may even cause the bad consequences of expanding the pollution.

In the case of ensuring that the task can be completed, casualties should be reduced as much as possible.

As soon as the results of the final meeting came out, everyone immediately set to action, without the slightest drag.

The transport boat sends Dante, Triss, Rosen and others to the surface.

They plan to clean up the Weeping Angels on the periphery first, and then Void Harbor 03 at the end.

The Weeping Angels in Void Harbor 03 are the most, and they are left to the end, which can be regarded as a great battle.

The transporter landed in a desolate clearing, the fluctuations of the anti-gravity engine stirring up the air currents.

The thick mechanical limbs slowly lowered and touched the ground, allowing the heavy transporter to come to a steady stop with the help of hydraulics.

A large number of heavily armed soldiers walked through the open hatch.

Some machinery was put down.

The massive mechs were dropped from the carrier ship, and with heavy steps, patrolled the landing grounds, beware of the Weeping Angel's surprise attack.

A group of technicians began to direct the industrial drone to assemble the anti-spirit power field device.

Dante and Triss led the team to the colonial town not far from where they landed.

One is for reconnaissance, and the other is to find some test subjects.

The town has been infested by the Weeping Angels, and some of the townspeople have been transformed into Weeping Angels, but there are still people living there.

Don't underestimate the ability of humans to survive, even in places where weeping angels are rampant, they can find a way to survive.

The colonial town is shrouded in a massive domed barrier.

The planet's environment is very inhospitable.

The oxygen level is insufficient, and the temperature difference between day and night is also large.

Human beings are tenacious, but they have not reached the point of ignoring objective circumstances.

The shield restricts the loss of oxygen in the town and regulates the temperature to make it more habitable.

As Dante and the others approached the town, they could see that the shield was emitting a faint invisible light, and the light was slightly distorted.

Beyond the shield, they literally enter the confines of the town.

What was once a bustling town is now dead silent, and the streets are empty except for the rubbish that blows in the wind.

In some places, traces of gunfire can be seen.

It is clear that at the beginning of the crisis, the people here rebelled.

Unfortunately, sometimes, courage doesn't work that way.

The strange nature of the Weeping Angels allows them to ignore the damage caused by human weapons.

No matter how courageous those people were, they couldn't destroy any of the weeping angels.

"Be careful, they're hidden inside the building."

Rosen activated the helmet's scanner and found some moving points of light.

After comparing the built-in data, it can be found that it is the heat source signal emitted by the human body.

Some of the survivors are still operating in the town's hideaways.

There is nothing left in the town except for human biological signals.

It's as if there are only humans in the town, and there are no weeping angels.

In fact, this is also one of the characteristics of the Weeping Angel, except for the naked eye or optical equipment, the Weeping Angel cannot be observed by electromagnetic and other radar equipment.

Aside from being able to operate in the real universe, many of the characteristics of the Weeping Angel are no different from those of subspace creatures.

This may be the weakness that they have when they are watched, turning into stone statues, and unable to attack.

The universe is balanced, and if you gain something, you lose something.

Weeping Angels are immortal, capable of giving birth to new angels from anything that bears them, and can move regardless of distance without being destroyed by any damage.

If there are no shortcomings at all, then there is real insolvency.

"Let's go, be wary of different directions."

Dante stepped forward, he pulled out his firearm, alerting his surroundings.

The drone also buzzed into the air, detecting its surroundings.

Due to the nature of the Weeping Angel, the drone can only photograph the surrounding environment through an optical camera, and then calculate the orientation of the object through the matrix, converting it into lines and points of light to provide a field of vision for Dante and others.

However, due to the fact that the bearer of the angel will inevitably become an angel, the cache of the drone must be emptied at all times, which also leads to a significant reduction in their role, but it can still be used for simple early warning.

The accompanying Anglican priest also flew a skull-shaped, mechanical winged preaching machine.

Levitating to a certain height, the preaching machine began to roar.

The deafening sound echoed through the town.

It flapped its wings slowly to the sound of mechanical gears, but it was just a decoration, and its levitation was powered by the built-in anti-gravity levitation device.

The lift provided by those wings couldn't even support the wings themselves.

[Suffering Empire people, the glory of the God Emperor protects you. Sing praises to His command, recite His prayers, and ye will walk ye into the light. 】

[Lost souls will be saved, painful torments will come to an end, praying to the Great God-Emperor and offering his loyalty and faith, His gaze on everyone who desires salvation. 】

"Now, they should all know we're coming."

Dante looked at the preaching machine floating in the air and teased.

The roar of the preacher quickly drew a reaction from the survivors of the town.

When Dante and the others had just stepped into the streets of the town.

A small, messy head peeked out of the window of a dimly lit room on the side of the street.

Rosen immediately relied on his instinct of danger to raise his blaster and aim it in that direction.

Even after losing an arm, he was still an extremely formidable warrior, with a much faster reaction time than any legion recruit who had yet to adjust to his extraordinary body.

Seeing the blaster pointed at him, the child let out a frightened sigh and retracted his head.

"It's human, put away the gun." Dante raised his hand to press down on Rosen's gun.

Triss and a few soldiers walked over and found a little girl of about eleven years old behind the window.

The girl was also holding a miniature statue of the God Emperor in her hand, clutching it to death.

Triss looked at it and noticed that the girls were wearing shielding clothing.

This garment shields out biological signals and heat, eliminating most scanners.

"What about your parents? Child. Triss asked.

The little girl looked up at her, and her body shook even more.

Triss walked up to the little girl, touched her head, and then revealed the flame emblem on her arm in front of the little girl.

"I am the messenger of the God Emperor, so you don't have to be afraid."

The Flame Emblem has a unique sacred aura that soothes fearful hearts.

The little girl answered Triss's question in a very small voice.

"They turned to stone."

"Are you the only one here?"

The girl nodded.

"What a poor child, may the God Emperor protect you, what is your name."

"Ciri." The little girl replied quietly.

"Ciri, I'll take you out."

Triss soothed the little girl and carried her out.

Dante glanced at the child and said nothing.

"It looks like there aren't a lot of weeping angels here." Triss hands over little Ciri to the others.

"It's just time to test the Empire's equipment."

"You should probably look around, our guests are here." As a Legionnaire, Rosen immediately noticed that something was wrong.

I don't know when it started, strange sculptures have appeared in the streets and alleys, surrounding their group.

As they appeared, the town that had been still dawn became dark, and an eerie dark mist rolled and gradually spread.

The greater the number of gatherings, the darker the town becomes, and the greater the area of black fog.

"They change the environment around them." "Be careful, while weeping angels can be targeted, their numbers can create an environment that is favorable to them. ”

The Weeping Angel's weaknesses are obvious, but its weird abilities are also numerous.

Influencing lifelines, interfering with thoughts, and now slightly distorting the surrounding environment, creating a battlefield that is more advantageous to oneself.

Weeping angels are smart, and they know that as long as they create an environment where there is no light and things cannot be seen, their weaknesses are not weaknesses.

At this moment, a sudden screeching noise came from the communicator, causing some ordinary people to let out groans of pain and were forced to turn off all communications.

At the same time, all the signals were gone.

"These guys really have brains, be careful not to let them touch." Dante turned off the communicator, his gaze becoming solemn.

He's not stupid, he knows who's doing all this.

Whoever thinks that the Weeping Angel has a weakness, that is, he is allowed to be slaughtered, then he will definitely pay a very painful price.

The fog was getting heavier and the sky was getting darker.

The weeping angels are also getting closer and closer to Dante and the others.

Every time the dark fog rolls, it makes them move forward a little.

When the sky is completely dark, I am afraid that it will be time for Dante and the others to be completely submerged.

"Thankfully, we were prepared." Triss pulled the smooth alloy box from her bosom.

The surface of the box is filled with prayer verses and obscure incantations from subspace, as well as a numeric number-1457521.

When the box was opened, everyone felt a powerful spiritual impact.

Obscure whispers sounded in their ears, and the cold wind carrying the Lost Era blew around them, with a kind of vicissitudes unique to eternal time and space.

The air was freezing cold.

Dante looks at the box that Triss has opened, and sees a wriggling eyeball inside.

It's alive, looking around at everything around it, and it's around it that the chaotic pollution is spreading.

There are countless terrifying things hidden in the galaxy, and ordinary people lose their minds just by seeing them.

And this eyeball is one of them.

The Empire will destroy most of the anomalies, but it will also keep some of the tricky ones, using the Empire's faith to slowly purify them.

In Triss's hand, this was clearly an anomaly that the Empire had retained.

Taken out for the fight against the Weeping Angel.

Psionics are different from soulless in that they are better at fighting anomalies with anomalies.

Dante unleashed his soulless force field and suppressed the pervasive evil.

There's no hesitation, she grabs the eyeball and stuffs it in her mouth and swallows it.

It was a seal that was supposed to be purified in the Imperial Church, but it was taken out for this mission.

The evil will in it has not been completely wiped out.

But Triss was confident enough to suppress it.

After swallowing the eyeball, Triss's body suddenly released an extremely evil aura.

She let out a scream of pain as well.

That evil will is ancient, and it is constantly penetrating into her flesh and blood, intending to completely occupy this body.

At the sound of pain, Triss's body twisted.

The bumpy body cracked, and countless cysts grew, stretching open the psionic robes.

Slimy tentacles sprouted from the bloated body.

At the end of each tentacle is an eye.

In just a few breaths, Triss was already unrecognizable and completely lost her original appearance.

From a tempting woman to an indescribable mass of meat.

Her body swelled, and the tentacles with eyes kept growing, then splitting again, becoming more tentacles and eyes.

Those eyes were fixed on each angel sculpture, turning them into stone statues and standing in place.

"This state lasts for five minutes, and my eyes will be on them, and I'll be left to see you."

Triss's voice came from the mutated mass of flesh, sounding exhausting and painful.

Using a spooky item has been a huge burden on her.

Dante and the others glanced at each other and acted quickly.

All you need to do is make the angels look at each other, and they will be able to turn into sculptures all the time, and they will no longer be able to attack, and this crisis will be solved.

The angel sculpture is very heavy, but it is nothing to Dante and others who are fully armed.

And they don't need to move too far, they just need to turn the direction so that they can see each other.

There are weeping angels who cover their eyes with their hands.

His hands were knocked off and his eyes were forcibly exposed.

Dante and the others moved quickly, and the sculptures were quickly adjusted to see each other.

The weeping angels are locked into each other, staring at each other, and become motionless sculptures.

After these tasks were completed, the dim sky returned to normal and brightened, and the communication signal was restored.

The hum of an anti-gravity engine could be heard in the air.

Reinforcements arrive over the town.

At this time, Triss, who used the seal, also reached her limit.

Flames began to spread from the marks on her arms, incinerating the cysts and flesh, restoring her human form.

The tentacles, the eyes, all turned into embers and scattered in the air at a rapid speed.

With the sound of vomiting, the eyeball was also spit out and put back into the box.

This scene made Dante feel a little sorry for that eyeball.

Eaten, spit out.

For an ancient being, it is tantamount to a great disgrace.

Trissy, who had returned to normal, collapsed to the ground, her clothes tattered, revealing large swaths of snow-white skin, as well as flame insignia and religious prayers on her entire back.

The two servants put a cloak on her and lifted her up.

Reinforcements rushed over and removed all the weeping angels that had been turned into sculptures and placed them within the anti-spirit ability field that had been set up.

The statues of the angels that had been fixed were all transported.

Their eyes locked on each other, unable to move at all.

Humans are left to do whatever they want.

There are also some Weeping Angels who are not locked, hiding in the dark, peering at humans, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

It's a pity that the Empire is far more defensive than they imagined.

I couldn't find any chance of sneak attack from the beginning to the end.

They can only watch humans carry their companions.

When the last sculpture was also moved, Dante gave the order.

"Let's get started."

With his command, the machines were activated and began to hum.

The huge reaction column crackled, emitting a faint glimmer.

An invisible force field envelops the still, motionless Weeping Angel sculpture.

Ten minutes later, the figures of the sculptures appeared to fall off.

The image of fallen angels also represents their power.

When the loss of strength is severe, the image of the angel becomes broken.

"It worked." The weakened Triss showed a hint of joy as she watched the weeping angel shrouded in the anti-spirit ability field visibly decay towards the naked eye.

Others were relieved.

If the Anti-Spiritual Ability Field can't kill the Weeping Angel, then the Empire is helpless.

"Then the next step is to slowly clean them up." Dante said, "Find them, then put them in the Anti-Psychic Field device and terminate them." ”

The Regulus Galaxy.

Qin Zheng was sitting at his desk, more than a dozen data projections were flickering rapidly, and a huge amount of information flew by.

He's taking care of the affairs of the entire empire, and he's keeping an eye on what's happening in the Cape Town system.

Multitasking is not a difficult thing for Qin Zheng.

He can handle a lot of things at the same time, pay attention to a lot of places, and guide some events to happen.

As Dante begins to destroy the Weeping Angel, an angel with broken wings appears in the base of the skull on the throne of the realm, and falls to the ground.

The stone tablets that symbolize power, status, and territory have also changed.

Every killing and destruction will bring new strength and new authority to Qin Zheng.

Those who were destroyed forged immortal thrones and powers.

The battle against the Weeping Angel has only just begun, and it will be a few months before Dante captures the last of the Mother.

During this time, he had to push for another thing.

"It's time to get out for a walk."

Stopping what he was doing, Qin Zheng looked out the window and at the bustling metropolitan area.

The Praetorian Guards tightened security measures throughout the metropolitan area.

Those with bad intentions also can't find a chance.

Qin Zheng needs to give them a chance.

They wanted Qin Zheng to die, they wanted to end his rule.

Qin Zheng also needed a reason to launch an empire-wide purge to suppress those extraordinary forces and opposition, and completely eliminate some of the tails left behind.

At the same time, it can also push some dirty deeds on the heads of those extraordinary forces, incite the hatred of the whole people against them, and justifiably kill them.

Now that the gang has found the assassins, Qin Zheng has to give them a chance.

In this way, it is possible to justifiably crack down on unofficial transcendent organizations and include them in imperial law, and use public opinion to lead people to hate all unofficial transcendent organizations.

The longer it drags on, the stronger the otherworldly organizations will become.

Wait for the unification of the galaxy to solve them, but I'm afraid that the tail will be too big.

"Leonidas." Qin Zheng called.

Moments later, Leonidas, clad in gold armor, walked in.

"Your Majesty."

"Inform me that in three days, I will go to the airport to inspect."

"Understood, subordinate, let's arrange it."

"No need to arrange." Qin Zheng said casually.

The Praetorian Guard's ability was too strong, and if they had arranged it, they were afraid that the assassin would be quietly disposed of before he could reach him.

"Wouldn't that be too dangerous, there are too many people at the airport, if there is no careful arrangement, I'm afraid there will be chaos."

"I believe in the people of the Empire, don't make too many deliberate arrangements, that will only separate me from the Empire."

Leonidas's heart was filled with confusion.

But in the end, he bowed his head and chose to obey the orders of his lord.

"I see."

Qin Zheng looked out the window and smiled.

With such an obvious bait, I'm afraid that there will be a lot of fools.

The news that the Divine Emperor was going to inspect the airport spread quickly.

Even though the guards did not come forward to make arrangements, the person in charge of the airport was still busy, trying his best to do all kinds of health and safety work.

Qin Zheng's trip also attracted a lot of attention.

Most of them are devout believers, staunch supporters of the Divine Emperor, and they are eager for the opportunity for the Divine Emperor to come out so that they can witness the holy face.

Many people fast as soon as they receive the news, preparing to worship the god of their faith in the most devout form.

Of course, there are also some people with bad intentions.

Most of them belong to some secretive organizations.

They are ancient, powerful, and have existed since the time when human civilization was still feudal, and they continue to this day.

Even the terrible Age of Eternal Night could not destroy them.

Now, with the expansion of the Galactic Empire, they have once again resurfaced in the dark corners.

This includes the Assassin League.

A space station in the Void.

It's far from the surface, and the surveillance is much less intense.

In the depths of the space station.

Inside a luxurious room without any state-of-the-art equipment.

Qin Zheng's photograph was handed to a man in a black robe by a hand wearing various luxury jewelry.

"You must succeed, the tyrant must die, only then can humanity have a glorious future."

The man shrouded in the shadows looked at the picture and smiled.

"Don't worry, compared to the original Human Alliance, the Galactic Empire is like Fireflies and the Sun, we were able to kill the supreme leader of the Human Alliance at the beginning, and now we can also kill the Emperor of the Galactic Empire. It's just that if you can't honor the reward you promised, I think you know the consequences. ”

Seven thousand four, eat, and then write the second chapter, brothers, rush.

(End of chapter)