Chapter 219: Looks Like I'm Really Old

Kiriman was baffled.

Even after this report, intelligence was gathered by the Astatts of Kiriman's direct line.

There was another piece of news that made Kiriman even more puzzled.

It was that, for unknown reasons, the National Church had secretly begun to mobilize troops!

Although the core information hadn't been collected yet, even this current news pointed to one conclusion.

That the National Church intends to 'rebel'!

Of course, this is from Kiriman's perspective.

But from the National Church's viewpoint, Kiriman is the rebel, and the Church is preparing to save the Empire!

Such a shift—from normal one second to a galaxy‑wide chaotic scramble the next—left even Kiriman's super brain at a loss for what to do.

He was completely plunged into a prolonged state of bewilderment.

And such galaxy‑scale turmoil would not leave only Kiriman baffled.

The fanatical Four Gods followers, the death‑marching Green Skin army, and the National Church preparing for a third uprising.

Although the core source of these reports hasn't been found yet, it doesn't stop the various forces monitoring the galaxy from noticing something's off!

A remote star system at the entrance of a Spirit Clan Netway.

A massive Ark World, surrounded by a rare large‑scale main fleet of the Spirit Clan.

Fleets from pirates, the Dark Spirit Clan, the Ark Spirit Clan, clowns and other factions converged.

Then not far away, the Netway gateway saw a frantic flow of countless Spirit Clan shuttles.

These small vessels, dedicated to gathering intelligence for the Spirit Clan, after consolidation are sent to the summit of the Ark World, before the supreme leader of the mixed Spirit Clan fleet 'Death Army', Yifuleini.

Dressed conservatively, no longer the 'generous' demeanor she showed when meeting Xisi, Yifuleini frowned her pretty brows as she examined the flood of reports.

"The National Church is rebelling?"

Yifuleini also sensed something amiss, but she truly couldn't figure out what this was about.

It wasn't until half a day later, after the surrounding Spirit Clan grew weary, that she finally stood up.

"You keep gathering intel; I need to go look for Kiriman again."

For such a major matter, Yifuleini currently maintains an alliance with Kiriman, so her side's strength is insufficient and she naturally needs to seek another ally.

Besides the Death Army's frantic efforts, another faction is also closely watching the galactic shifts.

In another peripheral world far from the galactic core, the Longlin Star, now a bit more 'grown', is surrounded by combined rebel legions from both the 30K and 40K sides.

Likewise, countless disguised mortal ships shuttled back and forth, and finally all the intel was delivered to the core control room of Longlin Star.

Staring at the massive reports, Abadon's bald forehead furrowed after a while.

"Why is the Titan Empire also mobilizing?"

Abadon, seeing no one caring in the corner, thought that even the Titan Empire's inexplicable troop gathering made the galaxy suddenly feel like a gathering of all the worthy.

On the other side, Washituoer, busy mobilizing his faction's demons in Subspace to search for clues, wore an expression of obvious certainty.

"It must be that their Titan Goddess said something; although we don't yet know what happened, preparing for a fight can't be wrong."

"And even without the Titan Goddess speaking, haven't the various forces been beaten by the Green Skin a lot these past days?"

Washituoer reminded him, and Abadon recalled the scene not long ago when he almost collided with the Green Skin.

Honestly, even now, thinking of nine damn 'moons' barreling straight at him, Abadon only feels a wave of horror.

That scenario didn't need any fire; just a head‑on collision could turn Washituoer and Abadon's beloved Longlin Star into 'Mineral+3'.

"But come to think of it, the Shiwang hasn't been chasing us desperately these past days."

Washituoer finally pulled his attention back from Subspace, and while waiting for more reports, grew curious about the Shiwang that had been pursuing him.

Hearing that, Abadon finally shifted his focus away from the Titan Empire and nodded:

"Right, according to the intel, the Shiwang received some wind and turned back."

Abadon didn't know what was up with the Shiwang, while Washituoer recalled the demons in Subspace describing the Divine Emperor being slapped four times by Gaomao, and laughed carefree.

Even as he recalled the vivid demon description, Washituoer unusually sat down and crossed his legs.

"Why?"

"The Corpse Emperor couldn't find Kiriman, so he turned to look for the Shiwang."

Abadon was startled, giving Washituoer a bewildered glance, while Washituoer, his face full of interest, waited for his demons' report and looked toward the Shiwang's direction.

Abadon tried to speak, but Washituoer cut in directly:

"Don't worry, behind the Shiwang I've already sent someone."

Abadon and Washituoer waited, while in the void elsewhere, the dark angel Giant Stone Monastery raced across the emptiness, surrounded by a combined force of twenty dark‑angel sub‑legions.

The angels wondered why they suddenly left Abadon untouched and rushed toward an unfamiliar location.

Inside the Giant Stone Monastery, the Shiwang frowned and seriously recalled the fragments the Divine Emperor uttered during his clash with Gaomao.

"What does it mean, 'once I go there I'll know'?"

Shiwang Lai'ang Zhuangsen wore a pained expression; Kiriman was too far, and the spirit‑driven death zone blocked Subspace.

Thus the Divine Emperor found it extremely hard to bypass Gaomao's obstruction to reach Kiriman, and could only try to find the Shiwang on the other side.

Although the Four Gods were also investigating, when faced with the departing Divine Emperor, the Four Gods surprisingly aligned with Gaomao.

Whatever your business, before the Seven Great Demons fully understand what's happening.

No one, damn it, gets to leave!

Consequently, even if the Shiwang receives news, the information is pitifully scarce.

The Divine Emperor only managed to pass the most crucial intel to the Shiwang and urged him to hurry.

This left the Shiwang utterly bewildered, forced to both rush onward and have the dark angels ready.

Of course, also preparing in the background were the forces of Washituoer and Abadon, hanging far behind.

And the Fallen Angels among the Dark Angels and spies of all kinds.

There's nothing that can be done; for the Dark Angels who love forming small cliques, their fleet composition is indeed overly complicated.

Until the Giant Stone Monastery finally burst out of Subspace again, a massive Dark Angel fleet opened all its gun barrels, ready to strike at any moment.

The first piece of news that arrived made Shiwang let out a sigh of relief:

"Indomitable Fleet? Battle Nun? Green Skin Alien Form?"

"It seems the Indomitable Fleet and the Battle Nun are jointly resisting the Green Skin."

Shiwang's expression relaxed considerably, and while walking toward the port window to see how the battle was going, he wondered whether it was necessary for him to go personally for such a routine fight.

Soon, as the battle outside the port window unfolded, Shiwang's doubt finally received an answer.

Shiwang wasn't shocked immediately; instead, after a stunned pause, he bowed his head in a sigh.

Then, while earnestly rubbing his eyes, he mused:

"Looks like I'm really getting old."

"I actually saw the Battle Nun and Green Skin cooperating against the Indomitable Fleet."

Shiwang, after seriously rubbing his eyes, lifted his head again, his eyes finally wide open!

"Wait..."

"The Battle Nun and Green Skin are really fighting the Indomitable Fleet???"