Chapter 301: Letter to Luojia

Full retreat?!

Kiriman and Fulgān almost simultaneously turned their heads to look back.

They were stunned for a moment, then their eyes immediately fixed on the latest military report.

Without even waiting for Kiriman to take it, the recently defeated Fulgān rushed forward, seized the report, and opened it for inspection.

Soon, after Fulgān scanned it and double‑checked the details, while Kiriman stared anxiously beside him, he handed the report to Kiriman and, still unable to comprehend, spoke slowly:

"Indeed it's a full retreat, but..."

"Why?"

Compared to the information held by the Silent King and his allies, Kiriman and Fulgān knew even fewer clues.

They didn't even know which direction to guess.

Only Fulgān was puzzled; after reading it, Kiriman, who also understood nothing of the inner details, suddenly set the report down, and his eyes lit up.

Then, almost as decisive as Aolikan across from them, he blurted out two words:

"Xisi!"

Fulgān looked at Kiriman with confusion; he naturally understood that Kiriman meant that, although the details were unknown, the problem must lie with Xisi.

What puzzled Fulgān was why Kiriman was so certain.

Kiriman, seeing the puzzled look Fulgān gave him, let out an irritated sigh:

"If there's anything incomprehensible in this galaxy, looking to Xisi is certainly the right move."

He then pointed directly at his own eyes, his face showing a 'I know this well' expression:

"Rest assured, I have experience with this!"

Fulgān stared at Kiriman, who brazenly pointed at his own eyes, and then instantly realized that the legend of Kiriman being knocked out by two punches from the Divine Emperor Bangbang was actually true!

Because it was so embarrassing, Kiriman never told anyone; it only circulated within a small circle, and only Original Bodies like Fulgān and his comrades could know a thing or two.

But now, seeing Kiriman use this as a guarantee, even though it completely defied Fulgān's rationality, he still decided to trust Kiriman.

And since it was confirmed that the Dead Spirits were truly retreating, Fulgān immediately turned back, looking at his fire‑lizard offspring:

"Form a counter‑attack fleet at once and retake the recently lost defensive line."

After speaking, Fulgān added another sentence:

"Remember to dispatch double… no, triple the reconnaissance in advance."

The fire lizard behind him immediately saluted and carried out the order, and after completing all this, Fulgān finally looked back at Kiriman, ready to discuss Xisi.

When Fulgān looked back, Kiriman's face had already passed the initial excitement.

【8】 His complexion turned somewhat grim again.

The complexion looked a bit off again.

Fulgān then naturally explained the reason for Kiriman's sour expression.

"Alright, now that we know the Chief Saint is on Alert Star."

"Then what... should we do?"

Send aid to Xisi?

It was inevitable; both Fulgān and Kiriman are loyalists of the Empire, and they both understand what a returning Chief Saint means for the Empire at this moment.

But the question is, how to dispatch aid?

Even with forces capable of charging straight into the dead‑spirit void, could the situation still be this dire?

Five consecutive recovery expeditions have nearly exhausted the last mobile forces of the Empire's Eastern War Zone.

Kiriman clearly knew this problem, which is why his expression soured again.

"Or have other Imperial forces provide support?"

Fulgān tentatively spoke, and upon hearing it, Kiriman instantly grasped what Fulgān meant.

After all, the Empire today is unlike the past; with Xisi's two returns to the 30K reverse‑destiny program, the Empire's overall strength has been greatly enhanced.

So even if you, Kiriman, cannot, the Empire has others who can take your place.

For example…

the Divine Emperor's appointee, the Human Chief Archdemon, the A-space Demon Physical Counselor, the Idealist Staunch Guardian, the Totem of the Empire's Faithful Great Wall, the most loyal servant of Chief Saint Xisi, the Empire's National Church's first and sole Pontiff:

Golden Speech Envoy – Luojia!

As Kiriman's arch‑rival, first the Extreme Warrior boasted of the Perfect City of the Whisperer, then the Whisperer darkened the Extreme Warrior's Kos battle.

Add a materialist and an idealist whose natural incompatibility makes Luojia and Kiriman's relationship already strained: Kiriman handles the Eastern Star Region, while Luojia attacks the West.

Their main stance is 'Since you're there, I won't come.'

Of course, there's another unspoken reason: Kiriman's repeated 'great heresy' against Xisi in the early days!

From branding Xisi a traitor to having the Unyielding Fleet hunt him.

To the whole galaxy scrambling to chase Xisi, and you, kid, insisting on a death‑match.

Although the Divine Emperor later personally administered punishments, to the fanatical Luojia this meant Kiriman should have already raised his own holy banner, sit at the same table with Aieribas, and accept eternal repentance together.

Both sides haven't reached an endless stalemate, but it's essentially a 'neither yields' situation where they'd rather all die in battle than ask the other for aid.

And now, Fulgān actually suggests to Kiriman that it's truly not hard to find Xisi.

Kiriman's already grim face turned an even deeper iron‑blue.

But looking at his paper‑strength, Xisi's current situation behind enemy lines, and the most crucial point.

The previous two times, whenever anything involved Xisi, he ended up taking the beating.

Kiriman took a deep breath and suppressed his hesitation.

"Send a message to Luojia."

"If I don't report to him now,"

"Later he'll have yet another countless excuse."

Fuergan looked at Kiriman, nodded, and did not further ask Kiriman to make contact.

Instead, as a mediator, he proactively took over the matter.

Soon, the Star Speaker on Makuraga's Radiance sent a message toward the rear.

As the Star Language Courts along the way hurriedly processed it, this Star Message from the Eastern Star Region quickly spread across most of the galaxy and reached the Western Star Region.

The Sanctum Star front line at this moment.

The Wordbearers, the Green Legion, and a legion composed of massive Star Realm Army forces are locked in a deadly clash with the endless Tyran tendrils.

The former Sanctum Star fortress, because Xisi once fought here, was canonized by the National Church as a holy world.

Sanctum Star, now raked with artillery fire.

Above, Tyran spore pods intermittently streak across the sky.

On a distant orbit, the Wordbearers, the Green Legion, and the Tyran bio‑ship fleet are locked in perpetual back‑and‑forth.

Amid the cacophony, beneath the feet lies Sanctum Star's Core Area.

A magnificent cathedral, astonishingly, conducts a grand prayer with its believers even as enemies strike at its doorstep.

It is unclear whether it is due to Sanctum Star's unique front‑line position, or because the prayer is led by the Pope of the National Church.

Its scale is so massive it can be called terrifying.

The climax of the entire prayer is the selection of a full hundred thousand fanatics from the countless believers.

These fanatics wear steadfast, devout expressions, and their physical condition far exceeds ordinary mortals.

Both spirit and body are in peak condition, showing how much effort their families have invested in cultivating them.

Then, under Luojia's personal witness, these fanatical mortals devoutly entered the Astat conversion facility, preparing to undergo the Wordbearer selection that entails a hundred deaths in one life.

In the past, this climax would have received Luojia's blessing throughout.

But when a Wordbearer company commander forcibly broke into the prayer ceremony, interrupting the crowd's homage to the First Saint, Luojia was originally enraged at the disrespect toward Xisi.

The Wordbearer commander's quick whisper instantly turned into shock.

He then was about to turn and read again the divine decree of the First Saint's return to the believers before him.

Far from the spirit‑purging death zone, Sanctum Star was pierced by a mass of Subspace Divine Light, a light that even the shadow of the insect‑hive's will could not conceal.

Then, under the gaze of endless believers, the magnificent colossal Xisi statue radiated brilliant Divine Light from Subspace!