What?You say His Majesty is a war criminal! !

Chapter 207 The Time Ability of the Weeping Angels (Please subscribe)

Qin Zheng stood on the high platform and looked down at the excited people, showing a satisfied smile.

So much thought was wasted, but the effect is still amazing.

Although there is some deception in it, it is also a good thing for everyone.

Qin Zheng can completely control human beliefs and suppress the impact of evil cults on him.

The general public can get a better environment.

Qin Zheng is still very confident in his ideological consciousness.

I am definitely not one of those men who on the surface work for the people and claim to be good servants of the people, but secretly are male thieves and female prostitutes, no better than pigs or dogs.

Qin Zheng stepped down from the high platform and returned to his throne.

Excited people witnessed the miracles taking place, and the belief in the state religion was sure to be further promoted.

At the same time, the purge against the corrupt dignitaries of the Xuanyuan Galaxy and extraordinary organizations deliberately subverting the imperial regime is still continuing.

And everything that happens in the Xuanyuan Galaxy is just the beginning.

All unofficial paranormal organizations are to be classified as enemies of the Empire.

Different from the period of the Human Alliance, the Galactic Empire's suppression of them was the strongest and most ruthless.

Not to mention shielding, harboring, and providing resources, even if you intend to clear his name or defend him, you may be labeled as a traitor.

During the Human Alliance, many public intellectuals spoke for, defended, and even advocated for those extraordinary organizations to protect the inherited culture of mankind.

Some very influential people also openly believe in a certain religion or become followers of a certain organization.

None of these things would happen in the Galactic Empire.

The Eternal Night Era is a crisis but also a huge opportunity.

This is an opportunity for mankind to make a complete break with the past.

Qin Zheng is determined to beat all extraordinary organizations to death with one stick.

Psykers can only learn supernatural powers through the Psionics Academy.

Strengthen their sense of identity with the empire and human civilization.

Let them begin to hate all unofficial supernatural organizations and those human traitors who deviate from the ways of the Empire from an early age.

At the same time, various imperial media also activated their public opinion machines, using all means to discredit those ancient extraordinary organizations and completely turn them into street rats.

Hate education was a practice that was extremely criticized in the past.

But considering the situation facing human civilization, the best solution is to let people maintain their hatred for those human traitors, hatred for aliens, and hatred for the gods of subspace.

Mercy and forgiveness are given to your own people, and your enemies only deserve blood and destruction.

The hall was cold and dark, with only a brazier providing weak illumination.

Qin Zheng sat on the throne that belonged to him again.

This conspiracy was just a sideshow, not a final word. It just allowed the empire to clarify its course, let everyone know the consequences of colluding with extraordinary organizations, and give up all illusions about restoring the inheritance system.

Qin Zheng was planning the departure of the fourth and fifth expeditionary armies in his mind.

The resources of the Otanius Sector are enough to provide the Spartan Legion with enough weapons and equipment to allow them to become an independent expeditionary force.

On the other side, the area dominated by the Spica galaxy and occupied by the Destroyed Iron-Blooded Clan is now also developing rapidly.

Together with other star regions and rising star systems, it is enough to support an expeditionary force.

In this way, there will be five legions and five expeditionary armies, which can greatly speed up the conquest of the galaxy.

Standardized processes also need to be established for the support and resource tilt of each star region and galaxy.

Let the areas conquered by the empire develop rapidly and become providers of the empire, continuously providing soldiers and resources.

In this way, the empire's strength can grow rapidly like a snowball.

At the same time, we must vigorously develop military units, such as mechas, psychics, and void fleets.

The most important among them is the Void Fleet.

Celestial-class battleships and Colossus-class battleships need to be built at a faster pace to create an invincible imperial navy.

At the same time, it is necessary to increase investment in various high-tech technologies, such as space dimensions, subspace runes, microscopic worlds and other fields. All resources must be invested to advance hand in hand and strive to avoid any shortcomings.

On the other hand, we cannot relax in the field of infrastructure, and projects such as the Star Gate Megastructure, Superstring Communication Tower, and Stellar Mining must also be advanced.

Qin Zheng has countless things to do.

To win, you must be well prepared.

The more the empire expands, the more exaggerated the crises it encounters.

The Forerunners, an ancient race, supported the Covenant and almost caused the Third Expeditionary Force to suffer heavy losses.

The enemy is still fighting a proxy war.

The real owner hasn't appeared yet.

A declining ancient race has caused the Third Expeditionary Force to suffer.

In the vast void, there is far more than just an ancient race called the Forerunners.

The current strength of the empire is still too small.

In addition to the frontal battlefield, there are also threats from the evil gods in subspace.

The road to humankind’s rise is long and arduous.

The Rebirth Day Ceremony is over, Xuanyuan Star’s Airport Prison.

It was dark and cold here, with only a dim lumen lamp providing weak illumination.

Zheng Fu, who was imprisoned in prison, was already in a daze.

The immense pain and guilt nearly drove him crazy.

The assassins used his channels to gain access to the God-Emperor, but he was unaware of it.

This is an irredeemable mistake.

He was just a hair away from pushing human civilization into an unimaginable abyss, causing hundreds of millions of empire citizens to lose their most beloved people.

After staying in prison for nearly a month, Zheng Fu was already very weak.

The mechanical prosthesis had some abnormalities due to lack of energy and maintenance, and there was also a faint pain in the place where it was connected to the flesh and blood.

His physical abilities were slowly declining.

What killed him was not only the harsh environment of the prison and the food, but also the pain in his heart.

Maybe dying like this is a good choice.

Such a ridiculous idea came to Zheng Fu's mind.

I only hope that the great God Emperor can forgive his mistakes and allow him, a miserable sinner, to enter His kingdom of heaven, so that he can cuddle up with the countless dead and fight against the endless darkness and evil of subspace.

Even if he was turned away, Zheng Fu would not feel the slightest resentment.

Because that's the punishment you deserve.

The sound of heavy footsteps came, and Zheng Fu didn't even have the courage to turn around and look.

It must have been the jailer bringing food again.

A tall figure walked into the cell, looking down at the poor prisoner.

The one who came was Saladin, the God-Emperor reborn from the ashes, and forcefully suppressed those traitors and dignitaries who intended to rebel.

The current situation is still turbulent, but some tailwinds also need to be dealt with.

For example, loyalists like Zheng Fu who are involved in the layout of the God Emperor.

Zheng Fu was supposed to have a bright future, but now he is in prison.

Saladin thought this was a deserved punishment.

Although the assassination incident was a deliberate indulgence of the God-Emperor, Zheng Fu failed to supervise him well and did not even know that enemies were lurking around him. This was also a serious dereliction of duty. Let him suffer some pain so that he would know that he should not always think about climbing up. Also be vigilant at all times.

The struggle between the empire and its enemies was extremely cruel and fierce.

If you are not careful, you will be dragged down by the enemy or corrupted.

"Stand up." Saladin's voice was full of authority.

Zheng Fu turned his head in confusion. He once felt that he was hallucinating.

I saw a confused golden figure.

"His Majesty."

Zheng Fu cried.

The voice of the visitor could not be clearly seen, but the sacred temperament and immortal golden body showed the lofty status of the visitor.

"I am not His Majesty, but I bring His will." Saladin said calmly.

Zheng Fu raised his head. This time he saw the face of the visitor clearly and corrected his title.

"Captain of the Guards."

"Although the assassination was not your original intention, and you are not considered the mastermind or accomplice, you failed to perform your duties well and allowed the enemy to lurk and assassinate His Majesty. This is a serious dereliction of duty."

Saladin's tone was indifferent and emotionless, but his words made Zheng Fu tremble, and he covered his face and cried.

"I am guilty because I failed to supervise and failed to perform my duties. I can accept any punishment, including death, just to wash away my name of betrayal."

"Mere words are meaningless. If you want to atone for your sins, you must risk your life. In the name of the God-Emperor, I ask you to fulfill your duties, continue to serve the empire, and sacrifice your life if necessary."

"what can I do?"

"The struggle between the empire and the traitors and cults is not over yet. After suffering this blow, they will definitely hide deeper. The empire needs more agents to dig out the enemies hidden in the imperial society. You will become an undercover agent of HBT One of the special agents."

It is no longer possible for Zheng Fu to return to his original position.

Competition in the empire is so fierce, and a large group of capable, talented, and clean people are waiting to take over.

As soon as he fell, someone immediately took over seamlessly and did a better job than him.

Let alone returning to his original position, even returning to the imperial administrative system was impossible.

Now, the only thing he can do is to turn undercover, change his appearance, and continue to serve the God-Emperor.

"Are you going to accept this mission? Or are you going to die with regret?" Saladin looked at him condescendingly.

"I accept." Zheng Fu said tremblingly, "I swear that I will dedicate my life to the God Emperor, and I will fulfill my duties faithfully until death."

"Very good, you will be forgiven. Remember your oath, Mr. Zheng. Those who break the oath will never have the day of forgiveness and will be abandoned outside of His kingdom of heaven."

With these words, Saladin turned and walked over.

Several agents came in and helped Zheng Fu leave.

He will be given a new mission, and whether he can be redeemed will depend on himself.

At this moment, due to the great distance, it took several days for the news of the assassination of the God-Emperor to reach the Cape Town system.

The news of the rebirth day is still on the way.

The news of the assassination of the God-Emperor frightened some weak-minded people into confusion. Even the eyes of Major General Yurid were red.

If he hadn't realized that he still had responsibilities on his shoulders, he would have cried like those low-level officers and sought prayer from a priest.

This news is really shocking.

Dante and Triss got the news a little slower than Urid.

They got the news when they got rid of the Weeping Angels in the last outer colony and returned to the void ship.

Everyone is dumbfounded.

Dante's first reaction when he got the news was that someone was joking.

"This thing can't be true. The God-Emperor has immortal power. When he faced those existences in the subspace, he could easily escape and even defeat them. How could he be assassinated?"

"But the news is like this, they also sent the video." Yurid's voice was trembling, "Those extraordinary organizations and the powerful people who are eager to replace the God-Emperor have united to assassinate the God-Emperor. The dagger contains subspace poison and curse. Stabbed into His breast. Perhaps His essence was immortal, but His flesh was not, and we all know that."

The projection was turned on and a clear video was played.

At the bustling and lively airport welcome ceremony.

<divclass="contentadv">The emperor stepped towards the transport boat, walked on the red carpet paved with flowers, and waved to people.

When the airport director stepped forward, an accident happened. An assassin disguised as a servant rushed out.

There was a flash and darkness, and when the camera returned to normal, a dagger was stabbed in the God-Emperor's chest.

The assassin was killed by one of the guards accompanying the God-Emperor.

But even if the assassin died, it would not change the established fact that the God-Emperor was injured.

The pictures captured are extremely clear and cannot be faked.

The God-Emperor in the picture staggered back a few steps, and was finally supported by the imperial guards.

Then he was rushed back to the landline and rushed back to the metropolitan area.

Seeing this scene, Dante felt an indescribable pain and anger in his heart for no reason.

How dare those bastards do such a thing! !

How could they hurt the God Emperor! !

Dante's hands were trembling. He looked at Urid, "Is there any other news?"

"That's all we have at this stage. I have asked the spiritual messenger to contact the Xuanyuan Galaxy and we will get the latest news soon."

There was pain in Yurid's voice. Even if he had read it once in advance, it would still make him feel extremely painful if he read it again now.

He would rather those people cut him into pieces than the God Emperor to be harmed at all.

If humans no longer have the God-Emperor, what is their future? ?

Does their loyalty, their oath, mean anything?

Unspeakable pain tortured Urid, leaving him tired and old in a matter of days.

Whenever he thought about it, he could hardly breathe normally.

Triss's face was pale and her lips were trembling.

Rosen's eyes were terrifyingly gloomy, and the terrifying murderous intent seemed to be real.

The longer you wander among the stars, the more loyal you become to the God-Emperor.

Even in the name of dictatorship, the God-Emperor's actions are often worthy of being called a saint.

If people had seen those compatriots who were used as cheap tools in the chaebol factories, they would not complain because the empire's welfare was not considerate enough.

The empire's investment and strict control in education, medical care, food and other fields are beyond the reach of most civilizations.

What's more important is the equality of social classes and the control of mobility channels, which give everyone in the empire a chance to climb up.

Although the roll was terrible, the empire at least got the roll, and people also rolled it for themselves.

It’s not like those civilizations that shout about democracy and freedom.

They encourage people at the bottom to participate, just to get more distribution rights for the remaining resources.

It’s not really about making the pie bigger and then distributing it according to ability.

They firmly control the channels for advancement. No matter how good your ideas or abilities are, it will be of no use. You can only work for them from generation to generation.

Capital and family are enough to crush those geniuses who only have talent.

Dante's body felt a little weak, and when he wanted to stand up, he tried hard for a long time but couldn't.

His entire mind was blank, and his hands and feet were uncoordinated.

"It can't be true. The power of the God Emperor is unimaginable."

Dante said to himself, "You would know this if you could witness his power."

These words gave Dante some strength to stand up.

He had an impulse to return to Xuanyuan Star now to check if the God Emperor was okay.

But he also knew that he still had responsibilities, so going back rashly and delaying work would not change anything.

"The operation against Cape Town Void Port City 3 must be carried out as soon as possible."

Dante took a few deep breaths to get his brain back on track.

"The fleet is ready." Yurid said, "The blockade of the port city has lasted for more than two months. Those who could escape to other colonies have escaped, and those who failed to escape have basically been transformed into The Weeping Angels.”

"We have accumulated enough experience from our actions against other colonies. As long as we are careful, it is not difficult to deal with the Weeping Angels in the port city." Dante said: "We will act tomorrow and try to solve this problem as soon as possible. thing."

No one objected to Dante's proposal.

If it were in the past, I'm afraid they would refuse.

After completing the mission, at least time must be set aside to repair equipment and personnel.

But the assassination of the God Emperor made them all have the urge to urgently solve the problems here and do something.

It's as if they can save something if they try hard to do something.

After the meeting, everyone went to work non-stop to prepare.

After the preparations were completed, the operation against Cape Town Port 3 began.

Dante and others approached Cape Town Port No. 3 on a gunboat.

There was a noticeable change in the pitch of the gunship's engines, and the smooth flight became bumpy.

The pilot struggled to maneuver the gunship through the abnormal space.

The increase in the number of Weeping Angels also caused changes in the port city, causing the curtain between reality and the subspace dimension to be weakened, causing some fragmentation of the space structure due to the surging spiritual energy.

Its coverage unit is very wide, with the port city as the center, and the void area with a diameter of one million kilometers has been affected.

The closer you get to the port city, the more clearly you can feel this sense of spatial fragmentation.

The gunboat's fuselage made a creaking sound in the unstable space structure.

Coupled with the matter of the God Emperor, many people felt upset.

They all have accumulated anger and are eager to find something to vent.

The entire cabin was shrouded in dark red light.

However, every time there is a subspace fluctuation, the psychic amplification scepter in the hands of Triss and other psykers will emit blue light.

The Empire has a complete training system for psykers.

It allows most psychics to tap into their potential.

Around this group, the empire also has specialized merchants to serve them.

There are everything from psychic robes, amplifying scepters, crystal balls, etc.

Consumption in the mysterious realm currently accounts for a large proportion of the empire's economy.

"There are still 350,000 kilometers away from the target airborne area. Every five minutes, a subspace wave will be born. The Weeping Angels are concentrated in the port city, and they are probably doing something."

Triss checked the data pad in her hand and talked about their current situation.

"Everyone here can feel it." Geralt looked around at the others.

They all remained silent.

The assassination of the God-Emperor plunged everyone into an atmosphere of sadness.

Dante lowered his head and checked his pistol and equipment over and over again.

He had to be busy all the time to resist the great sadness.

The God-Emperor meant more to him than life.

Now that the God-Emperor was injured and his condition was unknown, Dante was even less interested in talking.

"But you don't feel it as strongly as I do. Those guys must be up to something."

Triss's tone became stern, "We must win this victory to be worthy of the God-Emperor. He is surrounded by the best medical technicians and protected by imperial guards. If they are unable to do anything, it will be useless for us to be sad. If The God-Emperor is fine, so wouldn’t it be even more disappointing to see that we messed up things?”

"We will not fail," Geralt said.

"With how we are now, how can we do anything good? Let's all cheer up. At this time, the more we must stay calm, otherwise the enemy will only laugh louder. If the God Emperor is fine, we will continue to perform our duties Responsibility. Any sorrow and pain are meaningless. If anything happens to the God-Emperor, then we will be ready to avenge him."

Triss's words echoed in the communicator.

It greatly boosted the morale of the action team members and freed them from extreme sadness.

Dante also regained some of his energy.

The heavy gunboat suddenly shook.

They were traveling on the latest model of Overlord gunboat.

The armor is thick and the engine is powerful.

The force that can make it shake must be very strong to do so.

"We have been attacked. The Weeping Angels are moving where we can't see." The pilot yelled on the communicator. "Now the right engine is damaged and we cannot land in the designated area."

The Weeping Angel becomes a sculpture when looked at.

But when no one is watching, they are outright murder weapons.

It is not difficult to launch an attack on a gunboat.

"As close as possible," Dante replied.

"There is a square near the target area, not far away." The driver checked the three-dimensional map of Cape Town Port 3 and finally confirmed a landing location.

The gunship pilot sent the coordinates to Dante and others.

The intelligent control core built into their armor automatically processes data and outlines a three-dimensional map.

The gunboat rocked again.

The Weeping Angels continue to attack where no one can see them.

Since the storage device used to shoot Weeping Angels may lead to the emergence of new Weeping Angels, these gunships are not equipped with that kind of visual capture device. Otherwise, a Weeping Angel jumping out of the screen would be too much fun.

"Okay, let's go there." Dante ordered.

The gunboat responded immediately, flew diagonally downward, and hovered on the ground.

The hatch opened, and the dim fog poured in from the outside.

Due to the pollution from the Weeping Angels, the entire harbor is shrouded in black mist and visibility is very low.

Black mist has a strange quality.

The picture scanned by the scanner has the distortion of an old TV.

Dante jumped down and made a dull sound when he landed.

The black mist moved away from the area near him as if it were a natural enemy.

Others also landed one after another, and frowned when they saw the black mist.

"What did those Weeping Angels do? Why is this place filled with fog??" An imperial officer looked around. Even with an electronic prosthetic eye implanted, the visibility was very low. He couldn't see anything more than ten meters away. .

If you use thermal induction, you can see further.

"I'm afraid this is not mist!!" Triss stretched out her hand. She could feel a burst of joy deep in her soul. "This is the mist of ether. The Weeping Angel either tore a rift in the subspace or carried out Some kind of weird ritual.”

"What kind of ceremony?" Dante asked, "and for what purpose?"

"The real universe is materialistic, while subspace is idealistic. All extraordinary powers come from subspace. Tearing the cracks in subspace can maximize extraordinary power in the real universe. Many gods in ancient human mythology can They are those who use cracks to leverage extraordinary power. The Weeping Angels are a psychic race, and many of their abilities are closely related to the subspace. As their numbers increase and the subspace nourishes them, their abilities will slowly be unlocked."

"In the records of the Human Alliance, those powerful Weeping Angels were able to manipulate time, send people back in time, and feed on the time fluctuations generated by this process. This ability almost led to the collapse of the Human Alliance and the destruction of the entire human race. ."

"You mean they're unlocking their abilities?"

Dante looked towards the rolling black mist area, his tone filled with surprise.

Some fear and uneasiness also emerged in the hearts of others.

The history of the Weeping Angels is as old as the universe itself.

Their abilities are naturally not that simple.

Otherwise the mere weakness of being seen as a sculpture is enough to pronounce their doom.

This time, they are very likely to face the Weeping Angels who have fully released their abilities.

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