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Volume 1 Chapter 389 The Doubts of the Divine Alliance

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    Chapter 389 The Doubts of the Divine Alliance

    "The question is, can we make this public?" Balerion looked worried. "To be honest, even I shudder at the mecha troops formed by the departed heroes of the Free Army. With each step the war takes, Charno  Not only will its power not be weakened, it will become even stronger. Who can allow such a power to exist? I'm afraid that once this news is leaked, Yi Lexiang and his Free Army will immediately become the target of public criticism. Some people will do anything for eternal life.  Try every means to get that magical secret skill, and some other people" He slowly shook his head, "Open guns and secret arrows, all means will attack this young man! I think many people  Everyone understands that as soon as he dies, his invincible lion will disappear. His whole life will probably be shrouded in conspiracies."

    Mi Zhiqing sighed in frustration, "There has never been a shortage of short-sighted people in this world. And no one believes that after many crises, mankind may face even greater crises."

    Balerion nodded worriedly, knowing that Mi Zhiqing was referring to those "evil creatures" sealed in another space.  Now he believed most of what Yi Lexiang said.  But the problem is that just because he believes it doesn't mean that others will believe it.  People will only wake up when a catastrophe occurs.  History has proved this point countless times with cruel facts¡ª¡ª

    Governor Ilio knelt down on the ground in a nervous mood, and the man suspended high in the air on the throne spraying hot flames looked down at him like a god.  He could even feel the burning sensation caused by the other person's physical gaze focused on him.  The people on the planet were gathered together and divided into groups according to soldiers, scholars, and ordinary people.  Under the indifferent gaze of warriors wearing fiery red armor, ordinary people were herded onto huge transport ships and then sailed to unknown space; while soldiers and scholars were left behind.  Ilio didn't know why the gods did this. As a mortal, it was not allowed by the doctrine to pry into the thoughts of the gods.  But there was an inexplicable fear in his heart. They seemed not to be the people of God. He could not see any mercy in the eyes of the aloof gods, only cold disdain and indifference, as if looking at livestock waiting to be slaughtered.

    "There are only so many soldiers here?" A voice came from the left hand of the god. Ilio raised his head in surprise. He heard a little bit of human emotion in this voice.

    "Yes!" He replied respectfully.  "This place is in a remote location and the guards are weak." In fact, if it weren't for Illio's private black market, there would be even fewer guards.  In order to ensure that those lawless interstellar pirates would not commit suicide, he had to use a large sum of black market profits to support many private armies.

    "We need more soldiers. Do you have any good suggestions for this?" the voice asked kindly. Under the afterglow of the flames, Ilio couldn't see clearly the face of the speaker.

    "Those pirates!" Ilio replied.  He had no choice. Regardless of whether these people or creatures were the gods they believed in, they were not something that a poor nobleman like him could contend with.  In this remote star field, the temple does not even bother to station a temple knights.  Those monks who were uneasy and pious to welcome the arrival of the gods disappeared without a trace after the arrival of the gods.  Ilio was indifferent to what happened to them.  But it was a warning to him.  He just hoped that he would not have the same experience as them, and he tried to use his not-so-smart mind.  He believed that no matter whether he was facing a god or something else, only the intelligent and useful would survive.

    "Hmm, pirates? That's a good suggestion." The voice murmured.  "But it's not enough. We need more well-trained soldiers. Where is the nearest eco-star?"

    "Wind Yang Star!" Ilio blurted out, "It's about a week's journey from here. A complete fleet is stationed there. I heard that since the war, it has become an important military transit star, and it may be stationed there now.  There will be more fleets. Well, there seems to be a Temple Knights and a lot of supernatural warriors stationed there." He added.

    "How many humans live there?" A loud voice came from the flame-spewing throne. There seemed to be some kind of power in that voice. Ilio felt dizzy. For a brief moment, he even thought that the voice would kill someone.  Kill yourself.

    "My Lord, there are 500 million people living there. If you add the troops stationed there, the number may be even more." He answered tremblingly.

    The world returns to silence once again.  But Ilio felt that the people in the flames seemed to be communicating with each other.  After a long time, the kind voice from before sounded again, "We are going there. You lead the way, and your fleet, take all the ships."

    &nbsp"Yes!" Ilio replied.  Things were getting weirder and weirder, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.  If these "gods" are the gods they believe in, as long as they send down the oracle, the entire Holy Alliance will crawl at their feet.  And they didn't.  What they did now seems more like conquest than advent¡ª¡ª

    Donique dragged his tired and old body out of the closed room again, tidied up his somewhat messy clothes, and cheered up to look majestic.  There was no progress in his research on the artifact, which made him a little upset.  That power is so huge that there is no way to use it safely and harmlessly.  And it seems that since the incident on Gesar Planet, things in the Divine Alliance have suddenly become more complicated.  Divine Punishment broke its wings twice, and the initiator was the young man Charno who rescued Mi Zhiqing and caused heavy losses to the Temple Knights.  Now there is news that something seems to have happened in the star field near Molkosia.  With Molkosia as the core, the planets in its surrounding star field lost contact with the temple one after another, including two ecological stars and several resource stars. No one knew what happened.  The military vowed that there was no sign of a war taking place there.  News from the intelligence community seems to confirm the military's judgment.  The emergence of Divine Punishment stopped the military attacks of the two major alliances against the Holy Alliance.  However, what is equally surprising is that according to the initial inference, the attention of the two major alliances should return to Charno and compete for the Tianlun Five Stars that are crucial to both sides. This did not happen.  Something seems to be troubling both of them.  Relevant information from the Intelligence Ministry shows that they seem to be quite interested in Molkesya, which has undergone changes this time.  Since two weeks ago, a large number of espionage personnel, unmanned scientific research ships, and unmanned reconnaissance ships have been gathering in Molkosia.  However, these changes did not attract the attention of the intelligence department at the time. It was not until the League of Gods lost contact with the temple on the planet near Molkosia that the intelligence department and the Temple Knights connected the two.

    Donique walked into the tall and glorious sacred hall with a pensive look on his face. He was constantly thinking about the slow response of the Intelligence Department.  No matter what the reason is, it is certainly no small matter to attract the attention of two major leagues at the same time.  Maybe he should put down what he was doing and start rectifying the intelligence department.  Too much of their energy was wasted needlessly by the strife between the major forces.

    Donik walked straight to the seat on the right side of the empty first chair and sat down. That magnificent golden chair had never been sat on since the day it was cast. It was a seat belonging to the gods. No mortal could sit on it.  All of them are blasphemy against the gods.  The elders of the Council of Presbyterians, the leaders of the Temple Knights, and the dignitaries who ruled various empires had been waiting for a long time. As Donik took his seat, the whispers in the hall suddenly stopped.

    "What do you think about what happened in Morkosia?" Donik asked straightforwardly.  Time is a luxury for him.

    "The Intelligence Department has been paying attention to this matter for the past two days. Putting aside the matter of Morkosia, the Intelligence Department has reorganized the changes that have occurred in recent times and made a surprising discovery." Targaryen stood up and said  The Targaryen family and the Abbasid family are the largest family forces outside the temple. They manage the intelligence department and the military armed forces respectively.

    "What amazing discovery?" Donique frowned secretly. Is this an afterthought?  A series of defeats on the frontal battlefield seemed to have not aroused the vigilance of the two major families.  Perhaps now their attention is focused on the new starship fleet that is being formed in the hands of the temple.

    "We believe that the two major alliances are working together to cover up something!" At Targaryen's signal, Gaethiyar, the head of the Intelligence Department, stood up and bowed deeply to Elder Donik and said.

    The wrinkles between Donik's brows deepened, "Something?" Such an ambiguous answer did not seem to be what a senior official in charge of a large secret police force and intelligence organization should say.

    "Yes. In fact, after we reorganized all the intelligence, we found that everything seemed to have happened after Yang Haojun led the fleet to Molkesia. But at present, we have never been able to contact Yang Haojun."

    "Yang Haojun?" Donik muttered.  Donique couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart.  This Yang Haojun was originally just a pawn in the hands of the temple, but since Yi Lexiang rose up and drove Yang Haojun and the temple's strength away from the capital planet, he has transformed into an unknown and mysterious spokesperson. It can be said that a series of changes have taken place in the divine alliance.  They are all inseparable from this person.  And none of these changes are beneficial to the League of Gods.  Until now, the League of Gods has been at war with almost all interstellar forces.
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