Chapter 217: What

The outer perimeter of the Spirit‑Driving Dead Zone.

Radiant Queen Class battleship, the Bridge of Makurag's Radiance.

A multitude of flying drone‑servants are busy repairing the ship's wounds, welding light spreading across the entire hull.

In the distance, Imperial warships that have penetrated deep into the Spirit‑Driving Dead Zone occasionally emerge shrouded in thick smoke, and warships continuously supplied from the rear also join in.

But compared to before, when they were fully focused on the Dead Zone, since Kiriman got an inexplicable sense of danger a while ago, the intelligence on his desk has already shifted from the Dead Zone to the galaxy.

At this moment on the Bridge, Kiriman stared at the mountain of reports before him, his bloodshot eyes fixed on them; after holding back for a long time he still did not speak, and he buried his face, rubbing his face with both hands forcefully.

"This galaxy..."

"What the TM is going on?!"

Kiriman, suppressing himself, burst out in a not‑so‑noble low Gothic.

Around him, mortal Judges, Astat heroes, and Mechanical Church sages looked at the mountain of alerts that had piled up in just a few days, all equally overwhelmed.

"Just these few days, not only us but even other Alien Forms have been beaten into crying for their parents."

"Because the route wasn't yielded in time, this group of Green Skin has already smashed a Spirit Tribe Ark, two Dead Spirits tomb worlds, and four Titanium Empire enclaves."

"Oh, right, we also have a full seven strike combat groups in our Empire!"

The Judge in charge of gathering information wore a worried expression; although a hint of relief flickered in his eyes, it was followed by even greater astonishment:

"If there's any good news, it's that this group of Green Skin leaves after fighting and doesn't expand their gains."

"When events deviate from the norm, there must be a monster, especially for a Judge who deals daily with abnormal phenomena."

"He truly cannot understand what nerve this group of Green Skin has broken."

"Not only he is confused, but Kiriman, who voiced the complaint above, is also at a loss."

"He looked at the mountain of reports before him, scanned them for a while, then lifted the topmost report."

"Then, seeing the signature of Leon Tus, Kiriman raised his hand several times but truly lacked the courage to glance at it again."

"Snap~"

"Leon Tus's report was tossed aside, and Kiriman's eyes even became somewhat vacant:"

"Leon Tus rushed forward like a torrent, beaten by Tairen into discarding his helmet and armor; now not only can the newly reclaimed world not be held, even the Sanctum Star is about to be lost..."

"Kiriman's words were full of helplessness; others didn't know, but Kiriman certainly knew why Leon Tus had created so many myths."

"Without the 101 that Xisi left him back then and Sith Kid, Leon Tus, though indeed capable, cannot hope to surpass Makarius?!"

"Kiriman's super brain also hadn't ruled out that all this might be because of Xisi."

"But not only Kiriman is unclear; even the Divine Emperor is clueless, these days dealing with the Five Gods has almost brought out all his lifetime's patience and restraint."

"Then, more than once, he thanked the former creator Ancient Saint in his heart, for having specially prepared a local network for them."

"Tell Leon Tus to make sure he holds the Sanctum Star."

"As for reinforcements..."

"Kiriman wanted to wave his hand and say reinforcements would arrive immediately, but facing such a frantic situation, if there truly were extra reinforcements, would Kiriman rely so much on Sith Kid?"

"Kiriman stayed put, not daring to issue a decisive order, until the distant gate opened and a Messenger Soldier rushed in."

"Seeing another report being delivered, the Bridge crew furrowed their brows even tighter, but the adjutant at the door glanced, then still handed the report to Kiriman's desk."

"Regent, this time it's not Green Skin, but a demon causing trouble in a certain star sector."

"A troublemaking demon?"

"Kiriman looked at the report placed before him, his brows furrowing even more, with no desire to open it, he leaned back, his face indifferent."

"Isn't Saint Celestin and his Battle Nun looking for Xisi?"

"Anyway, they're idle, let them deal with that demon."

"Saint Celestin is a living saint, crudely understood as the Emperor's 'Great Demon', a specialist in anti‑demon operations."

"Kiriman assigning Saint Celestin to handle this was still a professional match."

"The others, also overwhelmed by the Green Skin situation, naturally didn't want to meddle, so a command was sent out to a National Church fleet somewhere in the galaxy."

"Subsequently, this fleet also coordinated its actions, heading toward the destination."

"At the same time, the order was given not only to Saint Celestin and her Battle Nuns, but also to the steadfast fleet awaiting reinforcements."

"Only when they learned that the arriving forces were not the Imperial Navy or regular troops but the National Church, Saint Celestin personally led her Battle Nuns."

"The elder and the high official who had just escaped death were left with a pallid complexion."

"Only the commander of the steadfast fleet ahead, his face full of excitement:"

"It's Saint Celestin and her Battle Nuns, this secures it!"

"Facing the steadfast fleet commander's exhilaration, the elder could only muster all his remaining strength, forcing a slight upward curl at the corner of his mouth."

"Then he watched the steadfast fleet commander, confident, decide to launch an immediate attack just to give Saint Celestin a good impression; the elder, utterly despondent, was drained of all strength."

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you back; even if we lose, Saint Celestin is behind us!"

"Huh? Go back?"

"The previously terrified elder and high officials' faces froze."

"But faced with the steadfast fleet commander's confidence, they truly lacked any courage to explain."

"They could only watch helplessly as they, after barely escaping, were now forced to voluntarily return to 'surrender'."

"Soon, as the steadfast fleet leapt to where Xisi was."

"When in space there truly was an alien demon emitting green light, with only a few hundred Green Skin warships behind it waiting, the steadfast fleet commander rejoiced, thinking the battle would be simple."

"Then, just as he was about to signal his massive fleet to attack, on the other side, Saint Celestin and her Battle Nuns also rushed over."

"When Saint Celestin's flagship, blazing with holy light, appeared on the battlefield, the Imperial side's morale surged, while only the elder and the star‑sector high official resignedly closed their eyes."

"But Saint Celestin had no idea about these old beings, nor how delighted the steadfast fleet was."

"Saint Celestin merely led her Battle Nuns, staring blankly at the projected green sun."

Although their instruments also stem from the Empire, they cannot withstand Sheng Saile Si Ting's divine power sensing!

That connection from the Emperor's origin almost instantly informed Sheng Saile Si Ting who the so‑called "demon" opposite him actually was!

"Kiriman......"

"He said to let us come......"

"Shall we attack the First Saint, Your Excellency?"

Sheng Saile Si Ting silently watched Xisi in the distant green, blazing sun, and seriously reconfirmed the command he had received.

Around them, the Battle Nuns who had already begun loading the Explosive Gun were busy marking the Unyielding Fleet as hostile, while meticulously double‑checking everything again.

Then, the Battle Nuns, while confessing before the Xisi statue on the Bridge, nodded.

Having obtained a definite answer, Sheng Saile Si Ting finally took a deep breath.

He then raised his divine sword, pointing toward Kiriman's direction:

"Sisters, I announce......"

"Kiriman has already betrayed the Empire!"

Sheng Saile Si Ting was solemn, having learned that Kiriman not only called Xisi a demon but also ordered him to attack the Empire's First Saint.

The Battle Nuns were even too lazy to waste words asking, and simply swung their gun barrels toward the bewildered Unyielding Fleet on the other side.

At the same time, besides the Unyielding Fleet being startled, there was also a "person" who had been staring blankly, unable to understand what was happening, and after witnessing everything through Sheng Saile Si Ting's eyes, was suddenly startled.

In Subspace, seeing the Divine Emperor also suddenly stand at attention, his whole body trembling with Qi.

The Four Gods widened their puzzled gazes, looked at each other, and grew increasingly unable to understand:

"It's not......"

"You old thing, why are you getting excited again???"