Chapter 127: The Beginning of the End, Attacking the Nest [Please subscribe!]

Legion Commander "Satellite" looked at his adjutant, Oliveira, and smiled:

"Oh? This is indeed good news."

"The Kriegers had a harvest so quickly?"

Before the fleet executed orbital bombardment, someone had already performed statistical work.

After calculation and comparison, a conclusion was reached.

The number of "The Unclean" on this planet was significantly low.

From this.

Legion Commander "Satellite" guessed that the False God might have hidden something on this planet, or had hidden something before.

Used to take away mature "Unclean" ones to invade other civilizations, conquer cities, and suppress resistance.

It's just.

Through a series of preliminary reconnaissance, the reconnaissance troops did not find any suspicious buildings or areas.

The False God might have cleaned up the traces to prevent the resistance from really finding its nest.

Therefore.

Legion Commander "Satellite" no longer held much hope for this.

Now, there was suddenly good news.

This really was good news!

Oliveira nodded, briefly summarizing the subsequent development:

"Yes, General."

"The Kriegers also found some burned documents in the permanent fortification."

"Regrettably, it can only be confirmed that the document content is suspected to be related to the False God."

"The interrogators are trying to pry their mouths open, but it cannot be determined if they will tell the truth."

"You know, even if they really are the False God's minions, they will definitely disguise themselves as innocent people."

On the previous few planets.

Many ordinary people disguised by False God followers were also found.

After boarding the Foundation's starship, they actually tried to secretly preach some strange doctrines, attempting to corrupt Foundation personnel.

How dare they?!

Even your False God is at the level of being hung up and beaten by the Administrator.

You little pawn dares to oppose the Foundation on Foundation ground?

And so.

First, they thought they had successfully brainwashed a batch of cannon fodder.

As long as they secretly accumulated power, not only could they obtain unprecedented status, but they could also offer this advanced warship to the god.

Then, the Space Marines came over with bolters and chainswords to arrest these heretics.

Subsequently, the "Psionic" masters began to screen the thoughts and memories of every survivor.

Many False God followers tried to commit suicide on the spot, but were pressed to the floor by "Psionics," unable to move.

Their only fate—to become D-Class personnel.

Legion Commander "Satellite" did not answer immediately, but stood on the holographic image, looking down at Korhal, which was still being bombed.

Even though the starship's artillery fire had almost plowed the surface once, it was still rotating quietly, as if this didn't count for much.

He suddenly missed his hometown a little.

That which lingered in his dreams, but could never be seen again—

"Hometown."

If it weren't for this bunch of False God followers making trouble, the planet in front of him and the civilization on it could have developed steadily for at least tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years.

Legion Commander "Satellite" said in a somewhat cold voice, ordering:

"Tie them up and send them directly to the 'Psionic' masters."

"We don't have time to play guessing games with them."

On the other side.

The "Psionic" masters once again demonstrated the power of "Psionics."

No matter how much these "survivors" tried to resist the "Psionic" masters through meditation, wild thoughts, etc.

But immediately, they all felt as if steel rods were inserted into their meninges, stirring back and forth.

In extreme pain, the psychological suggestions they had applied to themselves failed one after another, and even the color of their underwear was stripped clean. ===== CHAPTER 129 =====