"You're late."

Hearing the words of the commander of the Imperial Guard, Aparicha could only shrug. Each knight's power armor was covered with blood, and many of the blood that slipped into the gaps between the armor plates had not even solidified. According to the standard process, biochemical protection and cleaning should be carried out to avoid radiation dust and treat microorganisms entering important facilities. But now no one has the time and equipment to do such work. There are more than 5,000 cultists, and there are less than 30 people in the special operations team. It is already efficient to clean them all without landing in the thirty-minute massacre. What's more, there are requirements for saving ammunition, and those cultists are not without weapons, even genetically modified soldiers will feel tired.

As if he had noticed the gaze of the Imperial Guard, the Knight Commander and the Lord of the First Army pointed at the priestess who were escorted by two combat sisters. "The leader of the cultist has the ability to have a psychic ability and a dangerous level of crimson." Aparisha said, "I was scratched by my big claws several times for this thing."

Aparicia's tone seemed to reminisce about the pleasure of wielding the battle axe to the fullest.

Constantine could feel the surging blood and adrenaline in his blood vessels, the tense and relaxed muscles of Aparicha, and the crazy massacre and the wanton anger. Although she did not see that scene with her own eyes, Constantine decided to carefully study the battle videos of genetically modified warriors after the war. After all, the emperor's helpless move to reduce costs will inevitably cause certain defects. Maya Hansen's genetic laboratory will definitely be happy to improve products and technology.

"We will hand her over to the Regent in front of the portal. The Regent promised me that the Sisters will preside over the judgment ceremony of this pagan in the Immortal City. We will let her repent completely and cleanse all her sins." The guards looked at each other. They could probably guess what the confession Tita said was, nothing more than painful abuse and fanatical rituals. They believed that the emperor retained the existence of the Sisters Monastery to conduct a social experimental study and provide education and care for the small number of human female cubs rescued from the war-torn areas. After completing the most important task, all humans, including Tita, were much more relaxed. She said in a brisk tone, "Go away, Lord Regent is waiting for us in front of the portal."

Hammurabi looked carefully at the woman's restraint device.

The anti-psychic shock collar, consciousness restraint, etc. are all functioning normally. After confirming that the female psychic was not able to break free from the restraint device by herself, the guard commander nodded to agree. When preparing materials before the Battle of Atiran, there were many psychic restraint devices on the list, which were retrieved from the warehouse of the Imperial Guards and were generally used to capture the magical psychics on the earth who disobeyed the magic school. Unless the emperor spoke, the Imperial Guards would never ignore any security measures, not to mention that they were going to tear the gap in the material universe, where the power of the psychics would be greatly enhanced. If the Regent Victor von Dum told everyone that he was waiting for them here, Constantine would never agree to let such a dangerous person approach the portal.

The commander of the Imperial Guard stared at Catherine with suspicious eyes.

Compared to the priestess, all the guards, including Constantine, always had doubts about Catherine. Even though they believed in the emperor very much and could not disobey any of the emperor's orders, the abnormality that Catherine showed forced them to be suspicious. Catherine did not step on the deck. She spread her steel wings, and the steel wings that had stopped working had cooled down, and the smell of hot metal and fuel had dissipated. However, the black steel boots floated at a height of several centimeters from the ground, and the glow she emitted was still so enthusiastic.

They walked down the spiral stairs.

Perhaps because of the homeland complex, the Atilan Inhuman set the gravity to the same as the Earth, but the gravity calculated by the power armor is gradually weakening and the oxygen content is becoming thinner. Although it is close to the fusion reactor, the railings next to the spiral stairs are still covered with frost. This abnormality attracted the attention of everyone present. "Psychic energy, we are approaching. I heard some sounds that can motivate emotions, but the battlefield audio capturer did not capture sound waves." Genetically modified warrior Zigris stretched out an arm holding the heavy-burning machine gun. He pointed to his helmet and pointed to Catherine. "Get close to her, you can block that sound. At least close to the range of light projection."

"It's hard for me to fight against this filth now. The more I go down, the more dense the filth." Catherine, who had not spoken for a long time, finally spoke, "The power here is too strong. I am just a limited container that cannot carry too much His power to fight."

"I heard it too, it was just noise. Don't listen, don't think about it. There is no point in speculating on the purpose of this witchcraft. Thinking about witchcraft is instead falling into the trap of witchcraft." Hannibal said calmly, "As human beings, you are the containers of our Lord's indoctrination of psychic energy, and there is no need to deify this behavior."

Under the guidance of the reconnaissance drone, this special operation team did not encounter many enemies during the half-hour journey. If we had to count the mutants embedded in the walls, they had completely become crazy and lost their ability to move, making the ground dirty and dirty, the special operation team galloped all the way, and even failed to empty a magazine. They found that someone had spelled the walls here. Even though it was just a meaningless scribble hidden under a ball of filth, the Imperial Guards with relevant knowledge keenly discovered these details.

When generations of mutants are born, grown, aged, and died here, their spirits will change subtly. This change makes their limbs and spirits more alienated until they have extreme mutations and filthy beliefs that even mutants on the lower deck have never possessed. If these spells were portrayed before Atilan Star Castle was transferred to the moon, it means that the cult forces of Atilan Star Castle had already spread throughout the Star Castle.

Katherine herself is the main means of killing.

When she walked by, the glory of the light would burn their flesh and blood. After the energy of the chaotic intangible universe faded, the physiological structures that should not have appeared in the material universe would collapse and collapse quickly. If it weren't for Constantine's constant urging, Catherine would probably have stopped, and her noble face was filled with compassion to bring relief to these mutants. They were all victims of the portal. The portal released excessive ether energy completely disturbed the reality here, and the brains of these mutants who were already living a miserable life. These mutants went completely crazy. Their bodies merged with the malicious ether, and the flesh and blood bodies that exceeded the limit of human genetic mutation turned into a cluster of unstable objects. Even if they were not aware of it, their souls were still suffering.

These victims were originally humans, and they should have stood with the emperor, but they fell to this point because of their miserable fate. As the emperor's servant, she should have the obligation to free them and let them die as human beings, but she now has more important tasks to complete. She will pray to the emperor for these miserable people, praying that they will be liberated after the task is completed.

"I'm so glad you brought her."

Regent Victor von Dum stood on the vast deck, and the energy torrent from the portal made his dark green cloak roar. He was not wearing a helmet, his gray-white forehead drooping down the forehead. He looked coldly at the portal and constantly rotating, deforming, and bursting psionic art - the portal was an irregular oval rift, from which the filthy deep purple energy continued to gush out and then dissipated, just a quick glance, which made people furious

The creepy howl can directly enter the mind. Even if you close your eyes, the unformed twisted claws in the portal, the tentacles and bone plates will be deeply engraved under the eyelids, and the dizzy pink blue and pink flashes twist into a disgusting ball of colorful light - every geometric deformation of the spell that transcends three-dimensional space will trigger an energy explosion behind the portal. Although you can't understand the intense demonic words, others can also feel the anger.

"I temporarily blocked this portal with a spell." Regent Victor von Dum, holding the staff given by the emperor, burned pure fire on the wings of the golden eagle. Even if he did not have the talent for psychic energy, he could feel the power of this flame. Because of the flames, the filthy scene that the Special Operations Team had seen did not appear on this deck. "This will not last long, I need the secret in her mind. We must completely close the portal, and this star castle cannot leave any weakness."

"Regent, you promised us..."

Victor von Dum looked at the priestess who woke up from the pain. Perhaps it was the priestess Feili who understood the meaning of the regent in a vague way, or the existence behind the curtain showed her her fate. Feili opened her shattered jaw, showed a bloody smile, and made a vague laugh with her bloody mouth.

"The gods promised me... I will arrive in the Kingdom of God." She opened her eyes stuck by blood and glanced at the huge portal in the distance. She felt that the portal was closely connected with her body and soul. Every breath of her would make the edge of the portal move slowly, just like the ripples overlapping on the water of the pond. However, these ripples released terrifying energy and glare. Looking directly at it for too long may even burn your eyes, but she still widened her eyes, even though there was an unbearable itch behind her eyes slowly extending, as if millions of tiny tentacles were drilling into her eyes.

"Catherine, you know your mission."

Victor von Dum ignored the laughter of priestess Feile. He stopped Tita with his eyes because the latter tried to kill priestess Feile directly here. The commander of the sisters understood the meaning of the cultists. The reason why the Regent wanted priestess Feile to arrive here was to completely close the portal. It is very likely that the priestess Feile would be sent behind the portal to conform to the fate revelation given to her by the evil god.

Hearing the regent's words, Catherine nodded seriously.

The emperor had already informed her of the mission she had undertaken this time.

"We need to seal from both sides of the portal. This cult priest itself is a portal and a key," said Catherine. "We need a key. Atiran Star Fort will be a war fortress for mankind in the future. He hopes to eliminate the weaknesses of this material universe."

"Yes. We need keys, but not all." Regent Victor von Dum looked calmly at the priestess Feili, then at the somewhat impatient chief commander of the sisters. "Tita, you can get what you want."

“What are you going to do?”

Regent Victor von Dum stretched out his hand and placed it on his face in front of the priestess Feile, who was wandering with pain, anger, and yearning for emotions. Then two flesh and blood fell to his palm. They were two slightly hard spheres with blood, and countless tiny flesh tentacles extended behind the sphere. As soon as he touched Victor's palm, these tiny crimson tentacles could not wait to find a weak position in the armor to drill in. Tita looked up and found that the position where the priestess Feile had originally embedded with two eyeballs was now empty. A large number of crimson tentacles that seemed to be nerve plexus opened her shriveled eyelids and explored towards the air outside the eyeballs.
Chapter completed!