Chapter 343 At that Time

"It's a troubled time..."

Looking at the dark clouds in the sky that were abnormally accumulated over the Holy City without artificial atmospheric control, the new owner of Ophelia VII, the Supreme Saint Clarence, sighed softly.

When the storm suddenly arose, the humid air blew over his prematurely aged face and thin body under his hood.

The servant of the servants who held the Emperor's faith withdrew his gaze from the distance and turned to leave the terrace.

He passed through the scarlet curtain lifted by the storm, knelt down in front of the Emperor's holy image under the dim light of the holy candle, and prayed in a low voice:

"On the golden throne in reality and the sky, Lord, please give me your mercy..."

The holy bell above his head responded to his murmur, and the first heavy hum sounded.

With the Holy Light Chapel as the center, the priests waiting on the towering spires opened their eyes. A worried look flashed through his eyes like ancient wells...

"In the lightning and storm, the savior of our faith, please save us..."

Clarence's prayer continued, and the priests on the tower in the wind and rain rang the alarm bells vigorously.

The bells carrying weak spiritual energy spread outward in circles, and even the rain falling from the sky retreated.

Under the apron above the church, countless air corridors connected to it were flashing with silver armor. That was the light of the battle sisters who walked out of the Valkyries against the strong wind, and their armor occasionally flashed from their battle robes.

"In the plague, temptation and war, my emperor, save us..."

The various gates in the middle of the church were slowly closing. In the crowded sea of ​​pilgrims, the preacher was shouting at the top of his lungs to guide the crowd to a safe space, not caring to wipe his rain-soaked face.

At the transportation hub leading to the outer city, the defense army opened their eyes wide and observed every vehicle carrying goods. However, the enemies who once lived in the warehouse had already disappeared into the dark curtain...

"In the blasphemy of the fallen, my emperor, save us..."

In the lower sanctuary, all the warriors of the Brotherhood of Light gathered, holding their halberds and on high alert.

As the clanging footsteps of the nuns in heavy armor came from the corridor in the distance, these highly nervous soldiers finally relaxed as if relieved.

But just in these few breaths of relaxation, a smoke-like existence wandered from the edge of their vision, flashed from the intersection of shadows a second before the crowd arrived, and finally disappeared in the depths of the Holy Relic Church...

"Lord, save us.

May you never let them go,

May you never forgive them,.

We beg you to destroy them and bring death to the sinners..."

The neat pre-war prayer ended here, and the assembled combat nuns stood up under the leadership of the Grand Sister, looking directly at the battlefield they were about to guard.

"Is it here?" A cold voice came from the crowd.

"Yes, it's here. You can believe in the faith of these warriors. The holy relics are safe here."

A dark red figure in the crowd under the shadows walked under the light. The blood-red robes and the imperial eagle emblem embroidered with complicated gold threads on his body were daunting.

His arrival had already made the soldiers of the Holy Light Brotherhood nervous, but unfortunately, he was still not the leader of the crowd.

Clang... Clang... Clang...

The steel boots of the feedback power armor trampled on the ancient stone slabs wantonly, and a particularly tall figure walked out of the fully armed combat nuns.

Clang!

The gorgeous two-handed sword was propped up by the hands covered with ceramic steel gauntlets, and the sharp blade engraved with holy marks pierced through the latter with the wailing sound of the stone slab.

The elder sister Alia Medeiros pulled off the hood on her head with ease, and on her scarred old face, she looked around the terrain around the church with a hawk-like gaze.

Before the cardinal could open his mouth to introduce himself, she had already given the order:

"In the name of Lord Calvin, the Supreme Lord of the Imperial Senate!

In the name of Bishop Clarence of the Holy See of the Imperial Church!

Your mission ends here!

Hand over the defense here immediately! And leave here after a comprehensive search!"

Before she finished her words, the adjutant behind her had stepped forward and began to give specific instructions for taking over the defense.

"The Licia team will immediately go to the target location and confirm the target status!"

"Vivian, Aisha, you will take over the defense nearby!"

"Catherine, you and your sisters will be responsible for searching these guards!"

Seeing the battle sisters behind them stretching to both sides and driving away the guards on the sentry posts one by one, the forward team broke through the human wall of the Holy Light Brotherhood and disappeared into the dark corridor.

The elder sister nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Sandra, the adjutant who gave the order:

"You lead a small team to maneuver.

The rest of you, follow me!"

After that, the combat sister, led by the elder sister, walked straight into the depths of the corridor.

"Really..."

The cardinal stood there, not knowing how to react to the barbaric behavior of the nuns.

The hilt of the sword that Saint Sebastian left for them is no longer in their hands. Seriously speaking, this scene is also their own fault, and he can't persuade himself not to care.

"The holy relic was stolen!" The sharp warning woke him up from his reflection, but the content of the warning made him even more at a loss.

It was still the elder sister Alia in the middle of the corridor who reacted instantly. She turned her head and looked at the only door leading to the outside, and gave the clearest order:

"Close the passage! The enemy has infiltrated units! Close the passage immediately!"

Boom!

A sound of gunfire from a distance interrupted the excited voice of the elder sister from a physical level.

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"Have you found it!"

The Thunder Eagle with the Imperial Fist emblem has not yet landed, and Hornthorn has already jumped out of the open hatch impatiently.

However, what awaited him was the negative expression of the squad sergeant:

"The tracking number shows that before we took action, this batch of supplies had entered the logistics center of the City of Grace."

"Have you notified the Holy Hermit Monastery?"

He urgently needed to know the current situation in the city, especially whether the Emperor's daughters had received enough information support.

"It has been notified."

Sergeant Li said. But before Hornthorn could respond, he brought even worse news to the company commander of the Imperial Fist.

"After the Jopham starport entered a state of emergency, the other 23 starports also conducted emergency self-inspections..."

"Then?" Hornthorne's heart slowly sank. To mention this matter at this point can only mean...

"We have also found more traces of infiltrators, and they do not belong to the same force..."

"...Say it again?"

Astarte's anger was so intense that the two hearts and three lungs of the entire internal organs were trying to curb the former's anger.

Hornthorne was almost overwhelmed by this great humiliation, but the remaining will was like a steel wire, firmly strangling his anger, making him use the remaining reason to make the final confirmation.

"We found traces of other infiltrators..."

"Enough!" Hornthorne growled hoarsely.

What is this?

Do you think he is here as a market? Come and go as you please?

Entering and leaving the imperial territory guarded by the Son of Dorne so unscrupulously?

How embarrassed is this for the Imperial Fist, which is famous for its defense and fortress construction?

How arrogant is this!

What a contempt!

Especially when he just received Calvin's request for support, Hornthorne didn't dare to imagine how he would face the "adult" he had just maliciously speculated if the holy relic was lost!

He stared at the sky with bloodshot eyes, gritted his teeth and said the order word by word:

"Notify the whole company! Stop all training plans!

I want to see them take over all the transportation hubs in Shen'en City within two quarters of an hour!

Notify the naval fleet! Immediately suspend all channel operations in the galaxy!

Seize all ships in the galaxy, and kill any resistance without mercy!"

One update, today is a headache.