Chapter 394: with translation of chapter title

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Hearing such a commotion, Luojia hurriedly finished his kowtow, stood up, and together with his brother who was over two meters taller than him, rushed to the platform outside the Hall of the Gods.

They walked out of the temple and came to the platform.

Luojia and Motalian happened to see a fire-lit cruiser falling from the sky, its hull scraping the mountains on the outskirts of the city as it made an emergency landing.

In the end, the cruiser could not withstand the damage and exploded violently, flames shooting skyward, the shockwave sweeping the surroundings, destroying every temple and altar along its path and killing the faithless, chaotic mortals as well.

Looking up again, one could see more and more warships, and the wreckage of warships turning into enormous meteors that slammed into the ground.

"How is this possible?!" Luojia shouted in disbelief: "The gods clearly would help me detect everything, monitor all, so how could those impostors get past all the defenses?!"

"Gods? Hah!" Upon hearing his brother's absolute trust and devotion to the so-called gods, Motalian couldn't help but speak in his thick nasal tone, scoffing: "The evil god you worship fills his mouth with countless lies; from beginning to end, they have treated you, me, and all of humanity and the galaxy as mere pawns to play with."

"So what if we're pawns?!" Luojia shouted in rebuttal.

…

Seeing his brother deeply entrenched therein, losing himself in a frenzied state, Motalian knew Luojia had always been a pitiful worm seeking to curry favor with the powerful; he then waved his sickle, signaling his guards and veteran elite to withdraw from the flight formation.

Immediately after, Motalian also stepped away from the platform, but before leaving, he reminded Luojia: "No matter what you think, right now you need to command the legion to fight those impostors, or else you and I will end up like Angelong and the World Devourer."

Having said that, Motalian turned and walked down the steps without looking back.

"The gods are on my side…" Luojia ignored Motalian's words, looked up at the sky already burning, and roared: "With the gods' protection, I fear nothing! What pawns! What deceit! Faith is everything! Only faith can bring salvation!"

Luojia's roar sounded like a declaration of war against the "impostors" from the main universe, but it seemed more like he was speaking to the already-departed Motalian.

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The sun-facing side.

The Eternal Undefeated and Grand Device 001 had already sailed out of Rift Space, now stationed in the orbital region about sixty thousand kilometers above Edilos's surface.

Just as Motalian had told Luojia, the evil gods and demons simply treat all beings as pawns to play with, promising to detect and monitor everything, but in reality they still cannot intervene in Rift Space, and thus cannot predict the movements of the main universe's expeditionary forces.

At this moment, the Death Guard and the Harbingers, together with the 30,000 warships controlled and commanded by mortals, were organizing a counterattack, firing a dense barrage at the Eternal Undefeated and Grand Device 001.

This attack was enough to destroy the vast majority of alien rabble in Universe 003; even if a planet stood between the two sides, the only outcome would be the planet shattering.

But unfortunately, the Eternal Undefeated and Grand Device 001 come from the main universe, and they also employ a civilization technology at the cosmic ceiling level, later replicated, improved, and strengthened by humanity into their "bulwark" and "weapons."

All that could be seen was that the attack from the chaos traitors, without Sui Bian lifting a finger, was detected as a threat and thus isolated and neutralized by the automatically generated super-massive energy shield.

Boom—! Boom—!

Explosions, radiant light, and fireballs all appeared one after another on the arc-shaped shield.

At that moment, the Eternal Undefeated's already-released hundred metal pillars, via the likewise pre-formed two horizontal-line matrices, released a second "annihilation beam."

Whoosh—!!

Requiring almost no charge, two faces emitted cyan‑blue "blade‑type" beams that instantly shot out, once again slicing over four thousand warships of the Death Guard, Harbingers, and mortal rabble in half.

Boom—! Boom—!

In an instant, above Edilos's low orbit, the spectacle of warships exploding in unison unfolded once more—the "perfect scene"—and then, under gravity, the warship debris gave Edilos a "meteor shower" performance.

Inside the control room of the Eternal Undefeated.

Clad in a light purple dress that further highlighted her snow‑white skin, and with her hair deliberately tied into a ponytail, Ailin Mi'er used the real‑time display on the console to see that the New Human Empire side was utterly unable to muster any effective resistance, its forces collapsing before they could organize…

…

Even though she was tens of thousands of years old and deeply scheming, she couldn't help but slightly open her mouth, revealing a look of surprise.

Ailin Mi'er knew that the homeworlds of the Human Empire's ten legions had, over the past period, been unrivaled, completely crushing any opposing force.

But she had never personally witnessed the combat style of those homeworlds, and deep down she still harbored a hint of doubt—

Could it really be that formidable?

Now, Ailin Mi'er felt that such a thought of hers was simply childish and ridiculous to the extreme.

Furthermore, thinking of the Terra Shield parked on the outskirts of the Solar System, with a diameter of a full seven thousand kilometers, Ailin Mi'er guessed that humanity already had the strength to unify the galaxy of the main universe.

However, constrained by the existence of alien spaces, the Human Sovereign Sui Bian chose to proceed step by step, hoping first to fully digest the territories he had conquered.

"Don't be surprised."

With his hands behind his back, Sui Bian stood beside Ailin Mi'er. Sensing the emotional ups and downs of this "Elven Queen," he turned slightly, glanced at her with the corner of his eye, and gave a faintly meaningful smile, saying: "This is merely an appetizer before the meal; the main course will surely satisfy you."

"Well… I'll be looking forward to it, respected Human Sovereign." Ailin Mi'er instantly wiped away her surprised expression and responded with a smile as well.

Seeing this, Sui Bian stopped talking to her and instead ordered the ever‑silent Bai Hou: "Quickly destroy all of Edilos's orbital facilities and warships."

"All right, Chairman."

Bai Hou nodded in agreement, and at the same time controlled the hundred metal pillars to form four diamond "◇" matrices, releasing a twisting, homing annihilation beam that more efficiently dealt with the warships of the Harbingers, Death Guard, and mortal rabble, as well as the defensive artillery deployed in low orbit.

Immediately afterward, Sui Bian looked toward his fifth son, who had been quiet for a moment without saying anything, and ordered: "Rog, it's up to you to capture that Motalian—can you do it?"

"Father… aren't you underestimating me?" Rog muttered resentfully.

Although Rog is not skilled in solo combat, he can still teach a lesson to this Universe 003's OriginalBody, after all.

"Hehe, go, and be careful." Sui Bian waved his hand with a smile.

"Yes." Rog put aside his resentment, gave a solemn nod, and stepped away to begin gathering the elite.

Soon, only Sui Bian, Bai Hou, Ailin Mi'er, and Constantine, who had been unremarkable the whole time, remained beside the console.

"Human Sovereign, we Mar…"

"You and your people need only be good spectators." Before Ailin Mi'er could finish, Sui Bian cut her off.

Then he turned and walked toward the control room exit, and in a solemn voice told Constantine, who had been diligent in his duty: "Later, when I reprimand the charlatan, you go erase the two troublemakers who are disrupting human order… Remember, I mean erase, got it?"

"Yes, Father." Constantine replied respectfully.

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Soon after.

Within Edilos's low orbit and gravitational range, aside from the Ever-Unfallen stationed about nine thousand kilometers above the surface and the Grand Device 001 sixty thousand kilometers out, there remained only countless wreckage, as well as the Death Guard flagship whose binding field, released by the Ever-Unfallen, left it unable to move or escape.

And Edilos, indeed the entire star system, was shrouded in an invisible barrier imperceptible to the naked eye, temporarily severing all connections and influences with other spaces.

Inside the flagship's spacious hold, located in its belly.

The air here is thick with deadly, corrupt miasma, accompanied by the buzzing of demon flies, and various tumor-like 'plants' that would make ordinary people nauseous and vomit; even the bulkheads sprout twisted fangs, extending sticky, thin tongues as living secondary mouths.

Of course, any ordinary human who appears here either gets twisted into a plague zombie or their flesh rapidly rots, ultimately becoming an indescribable pool of foul flesh.

However, the more than three hundred Death Shroud troops whose bodies were completely fused with their Terminator power armor actually found this environment just right.

As for their OriginalBody, Motarian, he was waiting in the center of the hall.

Even though Edilos had severed its link with other spaces, Motarian could still sense that the Ever-Unfallen had annihilated his legion fleet, sparing only the flagship where he was, indicating the enemy intended to take him captive.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

At that moment, over three hundred blue light clusters flickered in the hall, signifying the imminent completion of a short-range teleport.

Clang clang clang!!!

Before the light clusters faded, the hall filled with nauseating miasma erupted with a dense, deafening barrage of explosive bolts.

One could see over three hundred 'clean and tidy' OriginalBody troops of the Glory Fist locked in fierce combat with the 'filthy and foul' Death Shroud.

Both sides possessed defensive fields.

Each time a Death Shroud was hit by an explosive bolt, although its field could absorb the damage, it also hindered its movements, whereas the Glory Fist simply ignored all attacks.

The outcome was immediately clear.

Moreover, the Death Shroud only swelled to about three meters tall thanks to an evil god's Blessing, while the Glory Fist needed no such blessings—once they donned their black-and-yellow Terminator armor, they already stood three meters tall.

Even with the home-field advantage of the Death Shroud, aided by poisonous mist and demon flies, they were no match for the Glory Fist troops.

Thus…

"Pfft! Pfft!" When the Death Shroud's defensive and Spiritual Energy fields were shattered in succession, they were all blown apart by high-explosive explosive bolts and plasma cannons.

Their bulky, rotting bodies exploded into fragments, spraying out even more viscous sludge and deadly gas.

However, the Glory Fist's Terminators were all custom models, each infused with Umbrella's cutting-edge technology, and their outer plating was forged by the apprentices of the smith god Hephestus.

Though inferior to OriginalBody armor, they were more than sufficient, so the filthy hall's harsh environment affected the Glory Fist troops not at all.

Even if it could affect them, their father, who personally led the vanguard to Edilos's surface, would cleanse them of all corruption.

After all, having a domineering yet caring father gives them ample confidence—most importantly, their father is nearby, so they cannot help but be arrogant.

As for those who completed the teleport together, it wasn't just the Glory Fist troops but also their OriginalBody, Rog.

At this moment, Rog, to avoid the stench, had sealed his helmet, his right hand gripping a huge, ornately appearing Chain Sword—

Stormfang.

This Chain Sword was first developed by the Mother Hive; after Umbrella 'reclaimed' Hephestus, this smith god refined it, forging it into a divine weapon usable only by Rog.

All that could be heard…

"Whooo~! Whoo! Boom…!" the noise of the chain spinning at high speed.

"Bang! Sizzle…! Sizzle…!" along with the sound of fields, armor, and bodies being easily torn apart.

Having completed the teleport, Rog walked toward Motarian at the hall's center as if he saw no one, slashing with a speed impossible to catch, killing any Death Shroud daring to approach him.

The Glory Fist troops, knowing their strength could not match a fallen OriginalBody, never stepped forward to challenge Motarian from start to finish.

Soon, Rog leisurely strolled up to the motionless Motarian, whose murky eyes were fixed dead on him.

The two OriginalBodies stood in silent confrontation.

Meanwhile, the troops fighting fiercely around them understood implicitly, neither approaching nor daring to disturb the OriginalBodies' duel, lest they become entangled.

The stalemate lasted several seconds.

"Tsk." In the end, it was Rog, who liked to snark, who lifted his left hand to fan in front of his helmet and spoke first: "I say, does believing in chaos mean you have to eat farts? The smell on you… tsk tsk, truly beyond words!"

"Hah!" Motarian, unwilling to be outdone, said: "I didn't expect you, this impostor, to also like eating shit like Dorn does—otherwise, how could your mouth be so foul!"

"Nice answer!" Rog laughed without anger, praising Motarian's retort.

"?" Motarian blinked, clearly not expecting the impostor's brotherhood to say that.

But…

"Whoosh!!" Rog, without warning, fiercely swung Stormfang toward Motarian's 'belly'.

!!!

"Clang!!"

And Motarian never imagined that this impostor brother of his would be so 'underhanded', disregarding any pre-battle ritual and launching a sneak attack even as they were declaring battle?!

If it weren't for his instinctively raising his scythe to barely block the blow, he would have been ripped open by Stormfang!

"You bastard…" Motarian was just about to unleash a curse.

"Bullshit! Wait to be captured!" but his voice was drowned out by Rog's.

(End of chapter)