Chapter 72

"This..."

For a moment, West did not know how to answer, but did not stop his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.

The anger of the demigod is like a thunder cloud, in which the terrible energy brewing is unbearable to any mortal.

But before it broke out, soshyan calmed down.

"The task is the most important. Don't worry about the others first."

Sol's voice went into his head from the communicator. He knew what the other party said was right. At this time, the task was the first.

So he straightened up, turned back to the team, and then strode forward to the church with its open door.

In the process, thinking of the dirty woman holding his child tightly, he suddenly realized that he still had the ring around his neck.

This may belong to the memory of struggling to let go in my mind after getting away from mortals.

Soon they reached their goal.

Although the church is small, it looks quite old and well maintained. The bright and clean flower windows, neat lawn and a layer of non stained statues all proclaim the great intentions of the managers here.

Beside the brownish red door of the church, there stood a chubby bishop. He looked more than 40 years old, wearing a white robe, with long Rose Beads on his hands and a pious face.

Behind him were several priests and a dozen young deacons.

"The humble servant, van gerlis, is here to welcome the holy angel and the messenger of the divine emperor. Only the holy emperor can rely on the protection of ordinary people."

When the angels stepped up the stairs, the bishop bowed deeply, then led the demigods into the church with a smoking censer, and the priests and deacons sang a hymn in praise of the emperor.

Outside the church lawn, almost everyone stopped.

Once here, their noble status doesn't work much.

Only West entered, but he could not enter the church. The priests stopped him and only allowed him to "listen to the call" outside the church gate.

At this sacred moment, the authority of religious figures has undoubtedly been amplified, and West can only stand piously outside the gate and wait for the new orders of the demigods.

It may be tiring, but it is undoubtedly an honor enough for everyone in the city to break their heads

"This sacred garden was built almost at the same time as the city of SETIS. With the protection of the emperor and the efforts of dozens of bishops, it has today's scale. The 31st bishop once..."

While the bishop leading the way chattered and introduced, soshyan was also observing the environment in the church.

The church really deserves its long history. Many murals can be seen that it has a history of hundreds of years. In order to welcome the angels, candles are lit in every corner of the church to bathe the main hall in the warm candlelight. With the reflection and setting off of those colored flower windows, the whole interior of the church seems to be surrounded by a sacred aura.

"All right."

Soshyan stopped. He didn't intend to go further.

"Er... Sir, a quiet room has been arranged in the back."

The bishop turned and said cautiously:

"There may be some noise here..."

"It doesn't matter. Go down first."

Although he still wanted to say something, the Bishop gave up the idea of disobeying the angel. After sending a blessing, he turned and walked to the door.

After he left, the gate closed slowly.

"This place is much better."

Almin took off his helmet and took a deep breath. His nose was filled with a strong smell of bio oil - the candles were made by original methods and still had the original smell of the products.

Anyway, it smells much better than the rotten mud piles and refugee groups outside.

"Do you think what that man said is true?"

Soshyan also took off his helmet. Sol beside him was silent for a moment after hearing his words, and then took off his helmet.

"It should be."

"Then our goal is determined?"

"It can only be confirmed by field observation, but in my opinion... If there are any ancient relics, there is no reason for the people of mechanical divinity to miss them, especially those that have been found."

Sol's words reminded soshyan.

A relic that has been discovered, the mechanists will certainly notice for the first time that they have a strong desire and obsession with this existence.

Unless they are really not interested, or false.

Or, in fact, they have already come.

Either way, it seems that it should not be the goal of soshyan's visit.

"Anyway, go and investigate first. If it's not right, then change another area."

"What about the rebels."

Sol looked at soshyan and asked a question.

Almin answered this question first.

"Kill them all, of course! We are astat, the defender of the emperor's authority. In any case, we have the responsibility to eradicate rebellion!"

Sol glanced at him without expression and asked in a low voice:

"What if they didn't shake the emperor's authority?"

"How could this be possible? They are traitors and rebellious. They attacked..."

Soshyan raised his arm and interrupted Amin.

"Our goal is very clear. If they don't take the initiative to attack us, we won't waste time on them. The local defense force and Star Army are enough to solve the problem."

Almin opened his mouth, but didn't say a word at last. Sol just nodded slightly, then leaned against a marble column and closed his eyes.

Other soldiers also found a place to stay.

Soshyan walked alone to the huge statue of the emperor in the church hall.

He looked at the human Lord who looked at the common people. For a moment, he was out of his mind and stood still. Although other soldiers looked strange, they didn't bother him.

As time went by, the veil of the late night was gradually lifted by the rising sun.

When the first ray of sunlight shone on soshyan through the flower window of the church dome, the demigod suddenly trembled and then blinked, like a resurrected statue.

"I..."

When he turned around, he saw sol right behind him and they almost collided.

"You stood still for six standard Tara hours."

"... that's strange."

Soshyan took a step back and moved his limbs. He found that there was no discomfort except a slight stiffness.

"I can't feel anything."

"Like a machine."

Sol's profound words stunned soshyang for a few seconds. When he was about to speak, a gunshot came from the distance.

"There's a situation."

All the star soldiers immediately stood up and put on their helmets.

When soshyan pushed open the gate and went out, he just saw West coming in a hurry, while the bishop and his party were faithfully guarding the gate.

They obviously didn't sleep all night.

"Is it the rebels?"

"A little trouble can be solved immediately by the guards. Noble angels and humble servants have prepared some breakfast for you. Please follow -"

West had a warm smile on his face, but soshyan could see tension and hypocrisy.

He's hiding something.

"Go up the city wall."

Soshyan then pushed West away and took the soldiers to the parapet.

Seeing the angels coming, the guards made way one after another, and soshyan and his party were able to climb up the parapet.

Soon, he noticed that at the edge of the jungle, a group of ragged people with white flags were walking out of the jungle, and the guards on the parapet shot at them with rifles and heavy logging machine guns, trying to intimidate them from moving forward.

But those people were still moving forward. Some people fell painfully after being hit and stopped moving after a while.

More than a dozen bodies have been produced on the ground.

But every time someone dies, another one comes out of the jungle.

"Cease fire!"

A loud drink from the grid of the Star Warrior's helmet made the gunfire on the parapet disappear immediately.

"Open the door and let them in."