Chapter 66

The Foundation could actively go to these worlds and clear out the “Unclean” within.

They could even actively hunt the False God and end this disaster!

This was the greatest gain of this trip!

Hearing Artanis’s promise.

The ghosts also leaned forward one after another, signaling to the group:

“Thank you!”

“We have waited for this day for too long.”

Finally… faint…

Finally able to rest in peace.

Understood why a continuous emotional change had to be written all at once.

This way, the flow and change of emotions are smooth.

Took a little nap, and when I got up, the emotion was broken…

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Herta Space Station, Herta's office.

When the voices of the ghosts and Artanis and others talking sounded.

March 7th finally waited.

The moment the ghost story was about to end.

At this time.

She admired the first person who told the ghost story; maybe it was a real ghost.

March 7th finally plucked up her courage.

She first let her peripheral vision cover a small part of the screen, and after confirming there was nothing white and scary in the picture, she slowly moved her gaze.

However, even so, she was ready to turn her head back at any time.

Until Artanis and the others completely left that ghost place, she finally dared to look directly at the screen.

"It's finally over! Yay!"

"This girl isn't afraid of any ghosts!"

Finished, she didn't forget to puff out her chest, meeting Bai Bai Xuan's doting gaze, looking proud:

"Little Bai, at a time like this, don't you want to give the brave Trailblazer some reward?"

So, Bai Bai Xuan held March 7th's cheeks, their gazes met, and warm breath hit each other's faces.

Closing his eyes, he began the reward.

A moment later.

Lips parted, and Bai Bai Xuan suddenly discovered a blind spot.

Just now, March 7th was lying on him, and he didn't think much of it.

But at this moment, she straightened up and sat on his lap in a seiza position.

The posture was suddenly a bit awkward.

Even the "young" Herta couldn't bear to watch and kept coughing on the side.

"Star" immediately understood the situation.

She took a disposable cup, poured some hot water, handed it to Herta, and asked with concern:

"Drink more hot water."

Herta: "?"

Parallel Universe, Korhal-IX.

At this moment.

The neon lights of Korhal were flickering.

In the communication system of the expeditionary legion, commanders at all levels communicated with each other and synchronized progress.

Legion Commander "Satellite," looking at the planet below the flagship, had no joy or sorrow on his face, only a slight regret.

—Another planet completely destroyed by the "Unclean."

Just like Tarsonis, destroyed under the Zerg swarm a long time ago.

But at this moment, he was no longer the helpless boy who only knew how to stand there and wait for death in the face of the Zerg tide.

At this very moment, he had gone from a small character saved by the Foundation to a commander of a large legion.

And right under his feet.

Countless shells were fired from the starship's cannons, pouring toward the planet's surface.

They streaked across the sky with crimson trails, weaving a red canopy, changing the color of the sky.

Korhal surface.

Violent explosions continued one after another, showing no signs of stopping for several hours.

In the bombing zone, the air was filled with high-concentration "Blackwood's Tears" steam.

Even if the "Unclean" were of a larger size, staying here for a long time, even if they wouldn't disintegrate immediately, would be hit with countless layers of debuffs.

The high temperature and high pressure generated by the explosions caused the surface to surge and the air to steam.

Even in the old villages several kilometers away that had not yet become bombing zones.

Cracks kept appearing on the old brick and stone walls, and they collapsed one after another before long.

The once prosperous commercial district, the quiet residential area...

Backup group [Redacted]

These relics of the old civilization.

Except for a few places specially marked as possibly containing clues to the False God.

Everything else.

Amidst the trembling and wailing of the earth, they turned into ruins piece by piece.

The Legion Commander watched all this, his expression calm.

Not long ago.

After the "Psionic" masters completed the excavation and archaeology of the ruins at the "Center of the World."

A high-level meeting was urgently convened.

All senior generals were required to attend.

At the meeting, the "Psionic" masters made a complete and detailed report on the operation.

At the end of the meeting, the Administrator once again emphasized the attitude and method that should be adopted toward the "Unclean."

—Put away sympathy, put away pity, and let them die in the most decisive, coldest, and fastest way!

Subsequently, the Legion Commander of the First Expeditionary Legion made a self-criticism in public and deeply reflected and reviewed.

Considering that there were no casualties and many legion commanders spoke up to protect him, the Administrator did not hold him accountable.

After that meeting ended.

Every participant in the grand crusade, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, regardless of commander, soldier, or cook.

All knew that a legion commander had faced the Administrator and conducted a self-review, just because his understanding of the "Unclean" had deviated.

On this basis.

Everyone already knew that the huge body of the "Unclean" was actually an eternal cage, imprisoning the souls of the victims.

And what they had to do was to liberate these poor people and let their souls rest in peace.

The trembling of the hull stopped temporarily.

This was a sign that the starship had stopped shelling.

But this did not mean the fire preparation was over.

It was a sign of switching the ammunition type to incendiary bombs.

Five minutes later, ammunition carrying special incendiary agents fell from the sky, turning large areas into a sea of fire.

As the artillery fire from the starship moved forward, landing ships transported armored units and legions to the surface.

"Krieg, fix bayonets, veterans get your shovels ready!"