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Chapter 208 The arrival of the God Emperor and the destruction of the Weeping Angels (please subscribe)

"If the information provided by the Human Alliance is correct." Triss glanced at everyone and nodded, "Then they are unblocking their abilities. Be careful, this will be a fierce battle. The history of the Weeping Angels is ancient enough to Compared with the universe, without any special abilities, they would definitely not be able to continue until now."

"How did the Human Alliance eliminate such an ancient race with such strange abilities?" Geralt asked.

The more you understand the Human Alliance, the more you will admire the characters of the Human Alliance at that time.

How did those great men defeat so many powerful races in a crisis-ridden universe, allowing humans to dominate the galaxy?

How to maintain a balance between supernatural forces and secular forces and maintain human hegemony for such a long time.

"At that time, the Weeping Angels had overflowed and created large areas of pollution. All kinds of human weapons were basically useless against them. The alliance generals responsible for fighting against the Weeping Angels were already desperate. Finally, they tried the newly developed The time weapon created a time rift of astonishing scale and created a time paradox, wrapping up the contaminated area and winning by chance. To be honest, the war the Human Alliance won was a bit lucky. of."

Triss's words made the expressions of several people present become solemn.

The fully unblocked Weeping Angels turned out to be so scary.

It can make the human alliance despair and force them to gamble their luck.

If the time weapon originally used by the Human Alliance failed to take effect successfully.

I'm afraid that the disaster caused by the Weeping Angels will bring the entire human civilization to collapse, and human hegemony in the galaxy will also be wiped out in that war.

The current strength of the Galactic Empire is far inferior to that of the Human Alliance.

If you encounter those Weeping Angels who are completely unblocked, the situation will only be worse.

They must kill the Weeping Angels in the Cape Galaxy.

Once it spreads, I'm afraid the entire Galactic Empire will suffer a terrible impact.

If the God-Emperor's injury were superimposed, the empire that had just touched the threshold of glory would once again fall into a precarious situation.

The prosperous empire seemed glorious and brilliant.

But there are dangers everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will be destroyed and never recover.

Dante looked toward the mist, and saw that the dark mist was rolling like a living thing, and whispers from lost eras and destroyed civilizations were echoing in the darkness.

The supernatural wind carrying the eternal meaning of eternity stirs the black mist, releasing endless malice towards those who come.

The more he stared, the more solemn Dante's face became, and there was a faint uneasiness in his heart.

He would never let the empire encounter those crises.

The Galactic Empire is the brainchild of the God-Emperor, and he will definitely prevent the worst from happening, even if it costs his life.

"Now, no matter how strong the enemy is, we must complete the mission and completely eliminate the overflowing Weeping Angels. First, we must establish an outpost here to disperse the surrounding black mist and provide a safe foothold for subsequent troops to come in. Point. Another one." Dante looked at Triss, "We have to find the place where the subspace ritual was performed or the subspace crack that was torn open, and destroy it or close it."

"clear."

"clear."

Everyone answered and then dispersed to carry out their tasks.

Dante, Geralt and others released the breath of the soulless, forming a soulless force field and acting as the vanguard.

The soulless one can suppress all extraordinary abnormalities, even the ether that turns into black mist will be suppressed by the soulless one.

Wherever they went, the black fog automatically dissipated or bypassed.

The Weeping Angels did not choose to fight back.

Everyone could feel the malicious eyes staring at them in the black fog.

When the fog dissipated and receded, those eyes also retreated into the distance with the black fog.

"This scene is a bit abnormal. If it had been before, they would have launched an attack long ago." Geralt's voice echoed in the communication.

"They don't want to conflict with us, obviously they want to buy time for something."

Dante looked around.

As time went by, the uneasiness deep inside him became stronger and stronger.

What are the enemies doing deep in the black mist? ?

Under the suppression and expulsion of the soulless force field, Dante, Geralt and others quickly created a relatively safe landing area.

One after another, gunboats and transport boats brought down Imperial soldiers and various equipment.

Technicians began to set up anti-psionic equipment in the open space.

Groups of automatic chanters hovered high in the sky, singing carols.

Chaplains on floating pulpits roared by, bestowing a holy blessing on the working soldiers and the area.

Workers connected industrial mechas and giant machines with mechanical tentacles, carrying and assembling heavy equipment.

Engineering work proceeds quickly.

A few hours later, the mechanical building with the main body as a tower was erected.

This is an anti-psionic field emitter.

When it was completed, and after several tests, Dante ordered its activation.

Following his instructions, the tower-like machine was activated.

The transport boat carrying the mobile energy stack extended cables as thick as a human head. Once the reader installed on it was activated and the program was turned on, the readings climbed all the way up to the peak output.

The reaction column, whose surface is covered with electromagnetic patterns, crackles and generates powerful power, providing energy for the energy-gathering array, which is converted and fed into its generator.

When the mechanical music ensemble reached its climax, the top of the tower was filled with obscure runes, and the three reaction pillars distributed in a triangle were activated, and the runes were lit up one by one.

Invisible waves rippled, and the spatial structure underwent subtle changes.

The subspace ether receded like the ebbing sea water, revealing buildings obscured by black mist.

The Weeping Angels also retreated further as the black mist dissipated.

Although he couldn't see them, Dante knew that they were watching them from the darkness.

Those damn enemies won't give up so easily.

They are hatching some kind of vicious plot, waiting to drag them all down.

"Lord Dante." Triss's voice sounded, and Dante turned to look at her.

"what happened?"

"The micro-detection levitation device sent out detected abnormal psychic energy fluctuations. It is deep in Port 03."

Triss opened a holographic map projection out of thin air.

The projection was very clear, outlining the entire Port City No. 03.

All the complex buildings and intricate roads are also displayed.

There was some glimmer of light shining on Dante's face, making him look a little gloomy.

The two of them overlooked the city projections, overlooking these complex projections and the data in them like gods.

Dante opened his personal database and read the latest news.

His mind began to parse the marking runes and abstract data.

This is a very amazing experience.

Whenever his mind jumps, he is like a probe in a sea of ​​data.

He quickly reads huge data in the database.

Instantly I understood something I didn’t know before.

A red area is marked in the projection.

The levitation detectors sent out cannot scan traces of the Weeping Angels, but they can capture subtle spatial and psychic fluctuations.

"Is this the area where the ritual takes place?" Dante pointed to the red area.

"There is a high probability that this level of psychic energy fluctuations can no longer be caused by individuals. Only opened subspace cracks or some weird form can do it." Triss stretched out her hand to enlarge the red area. , "If this area is not addressed, there is a high likelihood that our operation will fail."

Dante listened to Triss's words and nodded.

"Then let's get started, let's destroy it and get everything back on track."

With Dante's permission, a special force was quickly formed.

It is composed of legion commander warriors led by Rosen, as well as demon hunters and psychic nuns.

They set off in a suspended armored vehicle and headed to the area where abnormal fluctuations were detected.

Most of the buildings in Cape Town 03 are dominated by steep towers.

It forms the main body of the port city.

These towers all have the same design style and the same height. They are densely clustered in the city, making the entire port city look like a giant nail board.

Cannonballs and traces of energy lasers can be seen everywhere in the city.

In some places, the buildings were charred and dilapidated, and Dante saw the traces of high-yield melta bombs.

In the center of the explosion, everything has been reduced to nothing.

A deep pit of shocking size appeared in the broken ground.

Pipes and sewers were visible amid the rubble.

A little further out, there is a layer of crushed concrete that has melted into glass slag.

Most of the people living in Port City 03 are adventurers. They are extremely courageous and have the courage to shoot back.

But facing the weird Weeping Angels, their courage doesn't mean much.

There are often only two endings for them, and each one is so miserable.

The first is to be transformed into a Weeping Angel.

The second ending is to be killed.

The raid team remained silent all the way.

Even the communicator only made a noisy sound of electricity.

I don’t know what means the Weeping Angels used, but the black mist blocked the transmission of communication signals.

Their group is now alone into the enemy's hinterland.

Geralt clung to the fixed frame of the hover car and looked at the buildings shrouded in black mist with vigilance.

Their team is like a flashlight. Wherever it shines, the dark fog there dissipates.

When they leave, the black mist will rush back again like water that has been pushed away.

The group of people slowly went deeper, but did not encounter any attacks.

Apart from being able to feel the omnipresent gaze, they did not have any conflicts with the Weeping Angels.

The enemy is just hiding in the dark with no intention of coming out.

It makes everything look extremely weird.

"We are gradually approaching the abnormal zone, and will soon cross the boundaries of reality and fall into the cracks in the real universe and subspace."

Triss's beautiful, flawless face as white as snow showed fear and anxiety, and the light of the psychic amplification scepter in her hand was slowly increasing.

It even got to the point where I had to find something to cover up.

Even without looking at the psychic detector, one can still feel how exaggerated the subspace readings are.

The crack area between the real universe and subspace is a universal term, not a real space.

Rather, it is a transitional area.

The transition between reality and fiction is not that simple.

There are many transition areas between virtual and real.

Such areas are often opened up by some races with technology to serve certain special purposes.

After the armored hover vehicle crossed a strange boundary, all the reading pointers became chaotic.

Even if the pointer represents the flow of time, it takes a few steps forward and a few steps back.

Time and space were thrown into chaos.

The siren sounded and the image screen flashed wildly.

A red warning light lit up inside the armored hover vehicle.

"Damn, what is this?" The pilot's panicked voice came from the cockpit, full of shock and disbelief.

Dante stood up and walked to the cab, looking out the observation window.

His eyes also widened instantly.

When my mind saw the target ahead, my entire mind went blank for a short time.

They are no longer in real real space at this time.

Instead, it fell into the gap between reality and subspace.

Geralt and Triss also squeezed over.

Their eyes widened instantly.

"Damn! Is this real?" Geralt's eyes went straight.

My whole mind was filled with shock and horror.

"Your Majesty the God Emperor." Triss murmured to herself.

They entered an extremely open square. At the end of the square stood a gate, a gate too big to imagine.

It is so huge and majestic.

It's a little too pale to describe it in words.

Up to tens of millions of kilometers and tens of billions of kilometers long.

The majestic, hollowed-out black planet is suspended near the giant door, becoming an embellishment of this magnificent scene.

Their gunboats are like small mosquitoes in front of a giant door. Once they hit it, they will be wiped out in an instant.

Next to the gate, there are still towering sculptures of Weeping Angels.

Powerful psychic energy waves emanate from those sculptures.

Weeping angels spread their wings here one after another.

Even if you look at it, it will not turn into a sculpture.

"The appearance of Weeping Angels has never been introduced in the database. Why does quantum collapse fail here?" Triss lowered her voice.

Weeping Angels collapse into stone when looked at, which is their greatest weakness.

In the stone statue state, the Weeping Angels cannot move. Although they are immune to most physical attacks, they will quickly wither and die as long as they are placed within the range of the anti-psychic field.

It is precisely because of this that Dante and others were able to quickly eliminate the Weeping Angels in the outer colonies of Cape Town.

But now, they are no longer limited by quantum locks, and they have their weird abilities.

The difficulty of this battle instantly increased a lot.

"The Human Alliance directly used the time rift to bury the Weeping Angels. I'm afraid they didn't get close enough to the hinterland of the Weeping Angels."

Dante suppressed the panic in his heart and tried to stay calm.

Most of the Galactic Empire's records of the Human Alliance come from the underground palace database.

A small part comes from historical materials preserved by major fragmented civilizations.

In view of the character of the martyrs of the Human Alliance and the purpose of building the underground palace and lighthouse, they will definitely not hide this key information.

The only explanation can only be what Dante said. The Human Alliance relied on the time machine to banish the Weeping Angels and won the victory, but never truly entered the hinterland of the Weeping Angels.

Naturally, there will be no relevant records.

<divclass="contentadv">"Can a signal be sent? We need an army to win."

Dante asked the driver, who shook his head.

"There's no signal."

These words made Dante, Triss, and Rosen all feel their hearts sink.

Although they were in different armored hover vehicles, the communication remained on the public channel, and everyone could hear the conversation between Dante and the driver.

The enemy is more strange than they imagined.

They have not taken any advance precautions against the current situation. Once a war breaks out, it will be difficult for them to escape unscathed.

"Humans." A disembodied, loud voice whose source could not be traced echoed in the car.

Dante felt wary. He walked out of the cockpit, grabbed a support frame on the edge, and climbed onto the top of the armored vehicle.

The view here is wider, and Dante sees more weird things.

Far away from the angel-guarded door, weird flesh and blood squirmed, as if the door was embedded in the flesh and blood tissue of the cyst.

The Weeping Angels may just be the surface of something.

Something more terrifying lurks deeper.

Dante saw the thing that made the noise.

A Weeping Angel made of worms and tentacles hangs in the air.

It flapped its huge bone wings to maintain the balance of its body.

In this special realm, it is no longer bound by the rules of reality.

Even if it is looked at, it will not turn into a sculpture.

"You shouldn't have entered here." The Weeping Angel said, "You miserable ants have desecrated the sacred territory of our people."

Dante looked at the monster in front of him. The worms and tentacles on his upper body were constantly squirming, which was extremely disgusting. The arms were also covered with black scales like black iron.

Their lower bodies have skirts made of cysts of flesh and tentacles, like the robes worn by suspended wizards.

There are sharp claws about five centimeters long at the ends of the fingers.

If it were scratched, the body would be separated.

Looking at it for a few more times makes people feel viscerally disgusting.

Dante did not pay attention to the other party's words, but directly changed the topic, "Is this your original appearance??"

"You can think that yes, we have different appearances, and what each creature sees is different. What you see is only the image that best fits your cognition."

said the Weeping Angel.

"Who do you serve?" Dante asked.

"This has nothing to do with you, poor human being. The only thing you need to know is to die here and become one of us. One day, you will be qualified to cross the gate of heaven and obtain endless peace and happiness."

The slow-beating Weeping Angel points to the grand door in the distance.

There was an evil and weird glimmer of light, and weird and terrifying chants came from inside.

Of course, this is only from Dante's perspective. From the perspective of ordinary people, beautiful music is coming from that door, exuding a sacred atmosphere.

It makes people naturally feel that the kingdom of heaven is right behind the door.

But Dante felt something was wrong.

There, he felt only evil and terror.

That door is not a door to heaven, but more like the open mouth of an unimaginable super beast.

Every creature that enters it will be devoured and become nutrients for the super beast.

Unfortunately, Dante couldn't see clearly.

Only simple guesses can be made.

"Many monsters have said this to me, but they all died in the end. They couldn't even find their souls. It was extremely desolate."

Dante drew his sword and spoke word by word.

"Then I will definitely say this for the last time, because it is your fate to die here."

"My fate lies in the hands of the Holy Emperor, not in the hands of you, a monster. You have no right to decide where or why I will die."

"Your false emperor can't change anything. He has no idea how many ancient things there are in the universe. They have lived for a long time, and some have even experienced the reincarnation of the universe. Human beings just grow relatively well in the vegetable garden. I think It is wishful thinking on his part to try to fight against the gods."

"It's a pity that you can't see the day when he succeeds or fails." Dante held a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, and launched an attack on the Weeping Angel.

The opponent circled for a moment and then raised his height.

At the same time, more Weeping Angels flew out from all directions.

They look just as ugly and disgusting, and they flap their wings the same way.

When the dialogue Weeping Angel screamed, the silent Weeping Angel pounced on Dante and others.

Geralt, Triss, Rosen and others also jumped on the roof of the car to fight with the enemy.

There are more of them than you can imagine.

"On the ground." Dante shouted, "In the air, we are no match."

The armored hover vehicle adjusted and flew diagonally close to the ground.

The ground is not made of stone and soil, but of milky white bones, eyes, and a mouth full of fangs.

When they saw Dante and others, those mouths roared and their eyes rolled around. Just looking at them made people want to have trypophobia.

The Weeping Angels swarmed around in huge numbers.

When it is no longer looked at like before, quantum collapse occurs and turns into a lifeless stone statue.

No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't prevent the raid team from falling into despair.

Rosen was thrown to the ground, and the claws tore through his armor.

Sand began to flow from his eyes, and his body was slowly turning to stone.

The Weeping Angels, no longer transformed into sculptures, also lost their ability to fight the Soulless, and Dante's attacks became extremely lethal.

But after all, the demon hunters are only a minority and cannot change the situation of the war.

Triss and others were suppressed so much that they didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Dante killed a Weeping Angel, and the next second, he was thrown away by the Weeping Angel he had spoken to before.

Tentacles sprouted from the ground trying to grab him, and those mouths biting, trying to tear him alive.

Dante broke free from their grasp, climbed to his feet again, and charged towards his enemy.

But soon, he was beaten into the air again, and then he lay on the ground, dying, and even the sword in his hand fell not far away.

"I said your fate has been determined." The Weeping Angel stretched out its hand, and Dante's sword fell into its hand.

"Humanity is just a small race of ants whose existence is not even a fraction of the Weeping Angels. Are you trying to fight in this realm that belongs exclusively to the Weeping Angels? Give up resistance, embrace change, and you will enter the Holy Kingdom."

The Weeping Angel said while looking at the human weapons in his hands.

The power contained within made it look disgusted.

"The Destroyer is eternally damned, and all his creations should be destroyed forever."

Invisible power poured into the sword along the scale-covered hand.

Cracks continued to appear throughout the entire sword body, and in the end, the sword was shattered.

Dante watched all this in despair.

In this realm, the power of the Weeping Angels is completely released, and there is no obvious weakness.

This raiding party was no match at all.

Are they really going to be destroyed here as the other party said? ?

Dante struggled to get up again, he must not fail here.

"For the God Emperor." Dante roared and controlled his broken body to get up.

But the next second, the Weeping Angel teleported to his side.

The hand with sharp claws instantly pierced his chest.

Dante's pupils began to dilate.

As soon as his legs softened, he knelt on the ground.

His world began to blur, and his vitality was rapidly passing away.

The screams of grief and anger from Geralt and others could be heard in his ears.

They are trying their best to get closer to Dante's position, but they themselves cannot protect themselves.

The raid team was too small and unable to call for help.

They fight alone and are destined to be annihilated here.

"Your Majesty," Dante murmured, pain laced in his words.

He struggled to stand up and win.

I want to go back and see if there is anything wrong with the God Emperor! !

But now it seems that he can't do it.

He's going to die here.

There was no fear of death in Dante's heart.

He should have died long ago.

Died in that lab full of potion smell.

Invisible fluctuations emerge out of thin air.

Let the Weeping Angel show a hint of uneasiness.

It looked around, looking for the source of its uneasiness.

But it was not found.

Invisible fluctuations continue to increase.

A faint halo of light escapes from the air.

Weeping Angel felt that the temperature in the air was slowly being raised.

There are embers with embers flying in the air

It's as if there is a backside to the sacred realm, with a blazing fire burning inside.

Dante, who was dying, raised his head and saw a golden figure in a trance.

He shouted subconsciously.

"His Majesty."

"Dante, you did a great job."

A loud voice echoed in Dante's mind.

As if answering his call.

The Weeping Angel was horrified to see flames pouring out of Dante's body.

He became an anchor, a beacon.

It is providing coordinates for the arrival of another realm.

The sacred flame is burning brightly, as if it is going to drown everything in the world and burn it to ashes.

A terrible hell has descended.

Cracks were torn open one after another.

Those creatures burning with golden flames walked out of the torn gaps one after another, holding primitive swords and wearing obviously imperial-style power armor.

They are an army of the dead, forged from those loyal souls.

His eyes were burning with scorching flames, and waves of heat were emanating from his body.

Trails of flames were left wherever they passed.

Let the entire sacred realm filled with black mist and corrosive flesh begin to burn.

The tentacles, eyes, and mouths crawling on the ground were all burning, turning into ashes and flying everywhere.

The whispers in the air were filled with pain.

The Weeping Angels screamed in despair in the flames.

Their souls and origins were reduced to ashes and reduced to nothingness.

"Disaster!!" A Weeping Angel screamed in despair before being swallowed up by flames.

Dante, who fell to the ground, was also experiencing changes.

The penetrated wound is slowly closing amidst the burning of the flames, and the damaged armor is quickly returning to its original appearance.

The broken cables grew like veins of flesh and blood, then connected to each other and returned to life as new.

The lost life and power returned to him in an incomprehensible form.

Dante opened his eyes again.

At first, golden flames burned in the eye sockets, then quickly subsided and returned to their original appearance.

"His Majesty!!"

Feeling the changes happening in and around him, Dante became extremely excited.

He knew that the God Emperor was fine, otherwise how could he show such a powerful miracle.

After receiving the news of Qin Zheng's assassination, Dante suffered an unprecedented blow and was tortured by collapse and despair all the time.

The world only knows him as the Lord of Demon Hunting, one of the top dignitaries in the empire.

Who would have known that he was just a skinny human and animal who was locked in a cage and used by the plutocrats for experiments.

If the God-Emperor hadn't saved him on the train bound for Dadu, I'm afraid he would have been a skeleton.

Where is the current demon hunting lord?

If the God-Emperor dies, Dante's world will inevitably collapse.

But now, the power displayed by the God-Emperor tells Dante that the actions of those assassins are just a joke.

How could they possibly harm the supreme lord of mankind, who surpassed all the gods of eternity.

Qin Zheng, who was sitting on the throne, looked at Dante, his eyes filled with golden flames showing a satisfied smile.

Being able to penetrate deeply into the realm of the Weeping Angels is definitely a great achievement.

What happens next is self-evident.

A super strong senior who was two meters tall and could run horses on his arms entered the home of a weak junior student and saw his petite and cute childhood sweetheart.

Qin Zheng originally wanted to assimilate the origin of the Weeping Angels.

And now is the best opportunity.

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