Angel Son of Tomorrow's Ark

...Four hours later, in the core city of Chernobog.

Tallulah had already completely sealed off the central command tower, not allowing anyone to enter except for her cronies.

She herself was on the roof of the tallest building, refusing to see anyone.

This command tower has completely become a magic cave that outsiders cannot invade, hiding many dirty secrets.

... In the lower room, there were two Ursus in full armor.

They don't wear heavy armor that impedes movement, but iron-gray overcoats.

Their heads wear fully enclosed masks, and many thick tubes are connected to the circulation equipment on their backs, making them look weird and terrifying.

This gloomy and weird appearance, coupled with the hoarse breathing sound from the fully enclosed mask, makes it hard to imagine that these guys are human beings, but more like ghostly beasts in some ghost story.

And these terrifyingly dressed soldiers are the most elite combat force of the Ursas Empire - the Ursas inner guards directly under the emperor's command.

They are the blades of Emperor Ursus, the mightiest sword and shield of the Imperium.

If the patriots see them, they will definitely raise their spears immediately and start a war against them without any explanation!

...However, the most elite forces of these Ursus are standing in the core city of Chernobog.

This has to be said to be ironic, almost comical.

And as the door was opened, another inner guard walked into the room silently.

The two people in the room asked:

"What's the situation? Is the Wendigo dead?"

The inner guard who came in shook his head: "Not yet."

"He is worthy of being the strongest Wendigo in the late emperor's time. Even though he is already old, he is still so powerful."

"If we want to fight him head-on, we need at least three people to go together, and we must have the consciousness to pay casualties."

The two inner guards in the room nodded in agreement with the companion's evaluation of raising others' ambition.

They are also quite emotional:

"Wendigo, mighty Wendigo, the emperor's claws! What a pity that such a mighty beast is now only left in this old age."

"No, maybe we should be thankful that there is only one of him left. Since it can't be used by Ursus, it is better for this extremely threatening beast to be extinct as soon as possible."

The inner guards reached a consensus with each other and had the same idea.

The Wendigo they were talking about was, of course, Patriot Bodrocasti.

Today's core city situation has changed.

The situation is different, and the scapegoat of the integration movement is no longer needed.

However, the inner guard later said:

"According to Black Snake, we shouldn't show up yet. That old monster will not betray, as long as it leads him to the only way to Rhodes Island, it will definitely have a fight with them."

The other two nodded: "Yes, then we will do this."

"There is no need to kill the prey in one go. Gradually press on and give them unnecessary hopes, sometimes it can bring greater results. Let it lead us to the lair where more prey are, and then catch them all in one go."

The inner guards reached an offensive with each other, and the atmosphere became even darker.

It's just that when the monsters were secretly poking and discussing the conspiracy.

One of the inner guards accidentally looked out the window and saw some kind of scenery in the sky.

He asked suspiciously, "What is that?"

His countrymen came around and looked up to the sky with him.

"...clouds? Red clouds?"

They watched helplessly as the sky quickly changed color. Thick dark clouds piled up in the originally clear sky, and gloomy thunder flashed.

That light was like the wrath of the gods.

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At the same time, the Rhode Island Action Team.

They have already completed the preparations, the compressor that triggers the sandstorm, and the origin stone technique of high-explosive flash have been prepared, and they will block their sight when the core city approaches.

...But starting from some sharp-eyed people, more and more people in the Rhodes Island action team noticed the strangeness of the celestial phenomena.

One of the members of the reconnaissance team, the extreme operator sent a communication to Amiya:

"[Hey, this is the extreme world! I don't know if you, the CEO, can see it, so I'll just say what I saw—I seriously suspect that a natural disaster is going to happen here!]"

"[What's going on, this cloud in the sky! I've never seen such a fast gathering speed! Anyway, I, this handsome guy, spent two days debating whether to be a messenger. The formation speed of this natural disaster cloud is completely faster than before. Haven’t seen it before, okay! There are still 30 minutes... No! There will be an accident in less than 10 minutes!]”

"[Count me a coward, CEO! Please order the entire army to retreat quickly, okay! If a natural disaster really hits, everyone here will have to fight!]"

"Uh... Please, please calm down, Extreme Realm Operator."

Amiya clutched her stretched stomach, and had to say something against her will.

In fact, the natural disaster clouds gathered in the sky can already be seen from her.

The dark red clouds are very thick, it seems that they are only a few hundred meters above the ground, and it seems that they will fall down at any time, which makes people feel uneasy.

...But what's even weirder is that the area of ​​the natural disaster cloud is quite small.

At least from Amiya's point of view, the scope of the natural disaster cloud must not reach here, and it feels that an area of ​​[-] meters is considered as sky-high.

The natural disaster cloud with such a small area and such a fast appearance is very abrupt in the entire history of natural disaster observation, and even the experienced operators of Rhodes Island have never seen it.

...But in fact, Amiya already knew what it was.

But the problem is, she absolutely can't say it.

This put a lot of pressure on Amiya, and her face turned pale from the stomachache.

She had no choice but to take a few deep breaths, avoiding the eyes of the surrounding team members and saying:

"Extreme Realm Operator, the current situation is still unclear... The natural disaster messenger accompanying my team also said that it is still impossible to confirm whether it is a natural disaster cloud or not."

"Maybe it's just a strange celestial phenomenon, please don't worry about it... If you feel in danger, just back off a little bit, I won't blame you. Hmm."

Extreme Realm: "[What the hell...? Is it okay to just be perfunctory like this CEO? This is not like your usual style! I know this task is very important, but we can't change positions to discuss the long-term plan—]"

"Ah~ahh~! The signal here seems to be not very good, and the sound can't be heard——!"

Amiya moved the microphone away in a very exaggerated manner, her voice trembled, she slid around and hung up the communication!

Her strange reaction caused the team members around to look at each other suspiciously.

Rosemary, who was in the same team as her, tilted her head, stepped forward and tugged at the corner of her clothes:

"Amiya, what's wrong? What's wrong?"

Amiya smiled and shook her head:

"No no, I'm fine... just sorry, I can't say."

It was the first time Amiya knew that keeping secrets from the team members was such a psychologically stressful thing.

430. The Tribulation Fire Falls from the Sky! (8/8)

Amiya knew what that strange disaster cloud was, but she couldn't tell.

There are very serious reasons for this.

Because this is not a serious natural disaster cloud at all, but a deliberate disguise!

Above this low-altitude, but small-scale natural disaster cloud, there is still a cloudless and clear sky.

It's just that above the sky, there is a brilliant flying battleship floating in the sky majestically.

This is the warship that Lateran is proud to excavate, named by the Holy Son Rozen himself, the flagship of the Ninth Legion [Holy Blood Angels]!

Its name is [Steel Wings] Metatron, surrounded by 36 bright wings and guarded, symbolizing the beautiful sacred object of the Son of God.

The natural disaster clouds seen by people on the ground are actually three-dimensional images projected by Metatron's 36 wings, all of which are fake.

In this ship, on the fully transparent bridge with an excellent view, Legion Commander San Joan is listening to the report of his Blood Angels:

"The energy of the camouflage projection is stable, the output of the engine is 30%, and it is continuously supplying energy."

"The hostile target, the core city of Chernobog, is continuously approaching. There are still five minutes before the vertical coordinate, and no signs of deceleration have been found."

Joan nodded with satisfaction: "Continue to lock, don't slack off."

"This is the personal order of Lord Shengzi, don't miss the slightest bit!"

Joan, who maintains the Originium skill, has bright red long hair covered by holy light, and his whole body is bright and shining silvery white.

In this state, she is full of majesty, beautiful and holy, and she is worthy of Lateran's facade.

And not only that, she is now so excited that she is dying, it can be said that this is the most exciting moment in her life!

Joan was panting with a red face, even her thighs were trembling:

"I have been waiting for the Holy Blood Angels to be established for 10 years, and finally it's time to be used by the Holy Son... I think our legion has been working hard, but the position of serving the Holy Son has been dominated by Mostima! It can't even be protected. The chastity of the Holy Son!"

"This is the eternal stain on the Holy Blood Angels! Every time I think of this incident, my heart is pierced like a knife, and I can't wait to apologize on the spot... My Lord Luo Zhen, just like this, was beaten by Mostima... woo woo (?╥ω╥`)"

Ah this...

The members of the Blood Angels all stared in embarrassment.

Lord San Joan, who is handsome and perfect in front of outsiders, is actually a sensualist who is prone to emotional decline at every turn, and his emotions fluctuate quite a lot.

Especially when it comes to the Son of God, although every member of the Blood Angels is an absolutely loyal fan of the Son of God, no one can match Joan's fanaticism.

And because the most important requirement for the selection of the Blood Angels is to be a beautiful girl (as appointed by the Holy Son), all the members are young and beautiful girls under the age of 25.

Among these members, although everyone respects Joan, there are occasional exceptions.

For example, next to it, a lady angel carrying a Barrett anti-material sniper rifle muttered:

"Master Shengzi and Senior Mostima have long been in love with each other...the two adults who are noble and love each other, the body and mind have blended to achieve great harmony. Isn't such perfect justice very good... If that day is me Keeping the gate is fine, maybe I can also give thanks to Senior Mostima, and have a little cuckoo cuckoo with Lord Shengzi..."

Joan: "Over there! Really, don't think I didn't hear it! Even in the imagination, you are not allowed to offend the Holy Son! It's a big treason!!"

Mashiro: "Hoo meow! (.>?<.)"