Chapter 349: Black Gold Throne

Alert Star orbit, the Black Stone Spire sanctuary.

Under the dazzling golden Xisi statue.

Luojia kneels devoutly before the statue, bowing his head in silent prayer.

Kiriman, though not religious, continually casts hopeful glances at the statue.

Even amid the frantic Alert Star situation, when Kiriman looks at the Xisi statue, he finally finds a moment to drink water and relax.

However, his hand reaching for the water trembles ever so slightly.

There's no helping it; although Xisi has stationed the two massive blast troops on Alert Star.

Facing the Undead Fleet's full onslaught, Kiriman and Luojia are still left gasping for breath.

The two have been busy since the very start of the war, all the way to now.

It hasn't been days or weeks, but continuous months, even a year; even Original Bodies, such prolonged nonstop work, would drive them into extreme fatigue.

But all this eases as Xisi is about to arrive and the Dead Spirits fully disengage, finally providing relief.

"The Dead Spirits have only disengaged; they haven't left. Keep the entire army on guard."

Luojia continues praying, while Kiriman issues orders to the nearby Whisperers and Extreme Warrior company commanders.

Even the Whisperers directly accept Kiriman's commands and turn to carry them out.

There's no choice; the frantic situation forces Kiriman and Luojia to divide duties.

Kiriman handles command, while Luojia, leveraging the Black Stone Spire's amplification of Subspace power, becomes Alert Star No. 1's enforcer, constantly charging on the front line.

Over time, even the Whisperers learn that command matters must heed Kiriman.

After dispatching the nearby company commanders, Kiriman turns back to the statue, then shifts his gaze through the Black Stone Spire's fissures toward the void's Undead Fleet.

Kiriman's briefly relaxed expression turns sour again:

"These filthy alien forms still won't leave; they want to see if Xisi can once again perform miracles as before!"

Kiriman bluntly voices the Dead Spirits' intent, and Luojia, having finished praying, rises calmly from the ground after uttering the final Xisi sacred phrase.

"My lord shall end the hardship."

Still the same godly chatter, Kiriman, laden with speechlessness, cautiously glances at Luojia.

He even goes to great lengths to avoid being seen, fearing Luojia might spot him and give him a good beating.

Even without mentioning how the Golden Word Envoy Luojia's overwhelming firepower crushes Kiriman, merely standing on the Black Stone Spire makes Luojia strong enough to single‑handedly flip an opposing Dead Spirits light cruiser.

Though still far from Xisi riding Washituoer in might, in the eyes of Original Bodies like Kiriman, Luojia is undeniably the top strongest now.

Kiriman moves cautiously, while Luojia ignores the distant Dead Spirits, turns to an altar before the Xisi statue, removes his gauntlets, lifts a white cloth with bare hands, washes it in clear water, then meticulously wipes the throne atop the altar.

Nearby, several Ustali Mechanical Church Mechanical Sages continuously adjust the throne's parameters.

Gazing at the throne, Kiriman's expression bears an unmistakable awkwardness.

Although its overall design is pure Imperial style, the material reveals that the throne is entirely forged from black stone left by the Dead Spirits before Alert Star.

In other words, this is a 'Black Stone Throne.'

While the Empire's term 'throne' doesn't solely denote supreme rulership—just as most warships are equipped with a Mechanical Throne, indicating the vessel's ultimate control point.

Yet seeing the Black Stone Throne lovingly tended by Luojia, Kiriman glances around and can't help linking it in his mind to another Imperial throne.

Only that the Golden Throne is occupied by the Emperor.

And the Black Stone Throne, forged from black stone, is about to be sat upon by Xisi.

Combined with the current state of the Black Stone Spire, this Black Gold Throne subtly exhibits the absurd extremity of heresy as seen by the Judgment Court.

What is the Black Stone Spire now?

It takes the form of a sun, radiating golden light across the sky, floating like a divine palace in Alert Star orbit.

Within this sun‑shaped golden‑light palace, the Black Gold Throne inevitably draws thoughts toward the Golden Throne.

Not to mention the Black Stone Spire's reverse amplification; although its Subspace glow isn't like a Star Torch's.

Yet it stands out conspicuously, resembling another form of Star Torch.

Moreover, the Black Gold Throne benefits from the full construction efforts of the Ustali Mechanical Church.

Leveraging its unrivaled edge in black stone technology, the Black Gold Throne is far more than a mere throne.

It can even control the entire Black Stone Spire, turning the black stone palace into a transport for Xisi.

All these factors together explain why Kiriman feels so uneasy.

Bang bang bang—

In the distance, anti‑aircraft cannons fire in rapid succession.

Kiriman doesn't even need to look; he knows it's another small holy beetle sent by the Dead Spirits.

These Dead Spirits' holy beetles attempting to approach the Black Stone Spire merely want to see whether Xisi has arrived.

If Xisi arrives but doesn't display his former divine power, the Dead Spirits will simply intensify their assault.

Yet as the anti‑aircraft fire retaliates and the last beetle is about to be destroyed, a burst of Divine Light envelops it.

Simultaneously, incoming shells are deflected by the Divine Light.

Kiriman freezes, and Luojia instinctively reaches for his holy banner, but as he just looks up, a flash of teleportation light erupts and Xisi appears directly before them.

Xisi's sudden appearance leaves both of them unable to react.

"Makado and his team are still on Aolake; I was worried about Alert Star, so I borrowed some power from a few Subspace deities and teleported here first,"

Xisi gives a brief explanation, and Kiriman and Luojia nod dumbfoundedly.

Then, finally catching on, they quickly bow to Xisi in differing manners.

Xisi waves casually, indicating no need for formalities, then strides toward the Black Gold Throne while piloting the holy beetle to fly over.

"Don't the Dead Spirits want to see?"

"Then let them have a good look, and extinguish their will to continue the attack."

After speaking, Xisi strode toward the black gold Throne.

At the same time, his gaze kept scanning, casting approving looks at the Mechanical Sages beneath the altar.

"Well done."

Indeed well done, because thanks to the Mechanical Church's efforts, as soon as Xisi sits on the black gold Throne, he can merge perfectly with his Subspace projection, and also continue to enjoy a thousandfold amplification.

Moreover, he can turn the black stone Divine Palace into his mobile platform; if Xisi wishes, he can take this black stone Divine Palace and run around with it.

This is simply too useful for Xisi.

And as the Holy Beetle watched, Xisi unhesitatingly, under the gaze of the Dead Spirits, silently sat on the black gold Throne.

Subspace, a sudden upheaval erupted.

Countless demons and warships froze, then looked toward the Alert Star direction, then toward Terra, and after a half‑second of silence, their eyes widened:

"We're doomed."

"How did I see two Thrones?!"