Chapter 343 At that time
"What a troubled time..."
Looking at the dark clouds in the sky that had escaped the control of the artificial atmosphere and accumulated abnormally over the Holy City, the new owner of Ophelia 7, the Supreme Holy See Clarence, sighed softly.
When the storm suddenly rose, the moist air blew over his premature face and thin body under his hood.
The Servant of the Servants who presided over the Emperor's Faith averted his eyes from the distance, turned and left the terrace.
He walked through the scarlet curtain raised by the storm, knelt down in front of the emperor's icon under the dim light of the holy candle, and prayed softly:
"On the golden throne between reality and heaven, Lord, please send down your mercy..."
The holy bell above his head echoed his murmur and sounded the first heavy buzz.
With the Holy Light Chapel as the center, the priests waiting on the spiers opened their eyes. There was a worried look in the ancient well-like eyes...
"In the midst of lightning and storms, the Savior of our faith, please save us..."
Clarence's prayers continued, and in the stormy tower, the alarm bells were ringing by the priests.
The bells carrying weak spiritual energy spread outward in circles, even the rain falling in the sky was retreating.
Under the apron above the teaching city, silver armor light flashed across the countless air corridors connected to it. It was the battle nuns who walked out of the Valkyrie against the strong wind, and the light occasionally flashed through their armors.
"In the midst of plague, temptation, and war, my Emperor, save us..."
The various doors in the middle level of the church city were slowly closing. In the crowded sea of pilgrims, the preacher was guiding the crowd to a safe space at the top of his lungs, without even bothering to wipe his rain-covered face.
At the transportation hub leading to the outer city, the defense forces watched every vehicle carrying goods with wide eyes. However, the enemy who once lived in the warehouse has long been hidden in the curtain of darkness...
"From the blasphemy of the fallen, my Emperor, save us..."
In the lower sanctuary, all the soldiers of the Holy Light Brotherhood gathered together, holding their halberds on high alert.
As the sonorous footsteps of the heavily armored nuns came from the cloister in the distance, these highly nervous soldiers finally relaxed with relief.
But just by relaxing in these few breaths, a smoke-like existence swam from the edge of their field of vision, flashed through the intersection of shadows a second before the crowd arrived, and finally disappeared in the Holy Relic Church. deep……
"Lord, save us.
I wish you would never let them go,
May you never forgive them.
We implore you to destroy them and bring death to sinners..."
The neat pre-battle prayers ended. The assembled battle nuns, led by the elder nun, stood up and looked directly at the battlefield they were about to guard.
"Is this here?" A cold voice came from the crowd.
"Yes, this is it. You can believe in the faith of these warriors. The holy objects are safe here."
Among the crowd in the shadows, a ray of dark red stepped into the light. The blood-red robes and the imperial eagle emblem embroidered with complicated gold threads were daunting.
His arrival has already made the soldiers of the Holy Light Brotherhood nervous, but unfortunately, this is still not the leader of the crowd.
Clang... Clang... Clang...
The steel boots of the feedback power armor trampled the ancient stone slabs wantonly, and a particularly tall figure walked out from among the fully armed battle nuns.
Clang!
The gorgeous two-handed sword was supported by the hands covered with ceramic gauntlets, and the blade engraved with sacred marks penetrated directly through the latter amid the whine of the stone slab.
Sister Alia Mederos casually pulled off the hood on her head, looking around the terrain around the church with a hawk-like gaze on her old scarred face.
The cardinal wanted to introduce himself, but she had already given the order:
“In the name of Lord Calvin, the Supreme Lord and Grand Inquisitor of the Imperial Senate!
In the name of Bishop Clarence of the Holy See of the Empire!
Your mission ends here!
Hand over the defense here immediately! And get out of here after a full search! "
Before she finished speaking, the adjutant behind her had already stepped forward and began to issue specific instructions for taking over the defense.
"The Lycian team will go to the target immediately and confirm the target's status!"
"Vivian, Aisha, take over the defense nearby!"
"Caesarine, you and your sisters are responsible for the body searches of these guards!"
Seeing the battle sisters behind them extending to both sides, driving away the guards on the sentry one by one, the forward team broke through the human wall of the Brotherhood of Light and disappeared into the dark corridor.
The nun nodded with satisfaction, and then said to the adjutant Sandra who gave the order:
“You take a small team and maneuver.
The rest of you, follow me! "
After saying that, the battle nuns, led by the elder nuns, walked straight towards the depths of the corridor.
"It's 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, the current scene was self-inflicted, and he couldn't persuade himself not to care.
"The sacred object is 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 Sister Alia in the middle of the corridor who reacted instantly. She turned back to look at the only door leading to the outside and gave the clearest order:
"Seal the passage! The enemy has infiltrated units! Seal the passage immediately!"
Boo!
The sound of a gunshot from a distance physically interrupted the Sister's passionate voice.
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"Did you find it?"
Before the Thunderhawk painted with the emblem of the Imperial Fist could stop, Hornthorne could not wait to jump down from the open hatch.
However, what was waiting for him was the negative expression of the team sergeant:
"The serial number tracking shows that this batch of materials had entered the logistics terminal of the City of Divine Grace before we took measures."
"Have you notified the Holy Hermit Monastery?"
He urgently needs to know the current situation in the city, especially whether the Emperor's Daughters have received enough information to support them.
"Already notified."
Sergeant Lee said. But before Hornthorne could react, he brought even worse news to the Imperial Fists captain.
"After the Choopam Star Port entered a state of emergency, the other 23 star ports also conducted emergency self-inspections..."
"Then?" Hornthorne's heart was slowly sinking. To mention this matter at this point can only mean...
"We also found more traces of infiltrators, and they do not belong to the same force..."
"…………Can you say that again?"
The rage of the Astartes was so intense that the entire viscera of his heart and lungs struggled to contain the former's fury.
Hornthorne was almost overwhelmed by this shame and humiliation, but the remaining will was like a steel wire, firmly restraining his anger, and he used his remaining reason to make the final confirmation.
"We found traces of other infiltrators..."
"That's enough!" Hornthorn growled hoarsely.
What's this?
Are you treating this place as a market? Come when you want and leave when you want?
Such unscrupulous access to the realm of the Empire guarded by the Sons of Dorne?
How does this make the Imperial Fists, known for their defense and fortress building, feel embarrassed?
How arrogant this is!
What contempt!
Especially when he had just received Calvin's request for support, Hornthorne could not imagine how he would face the "adult" whom he had just maliciously speculated on if the holy object was lost!
He stared at the sky with bloodshot eyes, gritted his teeth and said the order word for 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 the operation of all channels in the galaxy!
Seize all ships in the system and kill them if there is any resistance! "
First update, today I have a cough and a severe headache.