Chapter 295 Above Ground and Underground, Majesty and Crisis.

The parade was still going on. After the first batch of Tindalos Legion soldiers were released, 22 transport boats started their anti-gravity engines and flew forward to make room for the subsequent transport boats returning.

After taking off, they will continue to fly forward for 19 kilometers and land at the end of the parade route to recover the previously released troops.

The second batch of airships began to land.

After the regular infantry standard legion appeared, the pure heavy armored corps and the auxiliary medical and logistics phalanx also marched in neat steps and lined up to walk out of the gates opened by the transport boats.

At the highest point of the viewing platform, the atmosphere that had just relaxed became solemn again, and after the appearance of the Judgement Official Array and the three companies of the Minotaur Regiment later, this depressing atmosphere reached its peak.

"What a grand show!" The Grand Sister of the Silver Shroud Convent could not help but say.

The thirty thousand-man army had twenty-seven pure infantry phalanxes of a thousand men, plus eight heavy armored phalanxes driven by more than 3,000 men with attached equipment. The parade array with a total length of more than five kilometers had just passed. They thought the main character was about to appear.

But the hundred-man array composed of the black and red uniforms of the Inquisition and the hundred-man phalanx composed of the Astartes warriors of the Minotaur Legion made everyone present raise their eyebrows.

Let the official members of the three major orders of the Inquisition form a line to participate in the parade?

You must know that these are not the monks of the state religion who do not hold military power, nor are they the Star Army at the bottom of the imperial armed forces;

These are the official members of the Inquisition who have the right to investigate and judge a planetary world at random!

Although they are not many in number, only a hundred people, and the imperial citizens watching the ceremony have no idea about them.

But just looking at their uniform robes of the same color under the black and red flags, and the feedback power armor exposed under the robes, and then looking at the power swords they wear around their waists or the power hammers they hold in their hands.

Even from a distance of hundreds of meters, these civilians could smell the strong smell of blood on them!

The atmosphere of the military parade was no longer a matter of silence.

The middle-class families and clerical bureaucrats with a little status had been frightened to the point of stagnation by the golden eagle emblem and the three-bar Roman numeral I emblem on the pendants swaying on the chests of the inquisitors under their casual gazes...

If the ignorant people facing the phalanx were like this, what about the high-ranking officers of the Empire who knew their identities?

What about the Astartes warriors?

What about the combat sisters who were managed by both the State Church and the Inquisition and looked at the phalanx composed of their superiors wearing the emblems of the three major orders?

On the terraces on both sides of the avenue, the Astartes warriors, who were originally like sculptures, had to come out of the ceremonial decoration state after seeing the queues of the Inquisition and the Minotaur War Corps, and clenched their weapons to salute the parade to show respect.

The commanders on the high platform were even more silent, and they didn't know how to organize their words for a while.

Because if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they couldn't believe that someone could integrate the Inquisition, which was not subordinate to each other and even questioned each other within the order, to such an extent!

The air on the spacious terrace was stagnant, and the commanders of the imperial armed forces and the high-ranking officials of the state religion all turned their eyes to the combat sisters present in disbelief.

As the armed sequence with the closest relationship with the anti-rebellion order, they should have some understanding of this situation...

The atmosphere on the ground was extremely stiff, and the atmosphere in the underground Vatican secret room several kilometers away from the ground was equally cold.

Under the order of the Supreme Administrator, the cardinals held high the flags with blessing ceremonies, and each of them carried the ceremonial guards holding holy candles and holy words behind them, and patrolled again and again in the Hall of the Emperor of the Faith hundreds of meters underground.

More than a dozen teams, totaling nearly a thousand people, walked through the corridors and quiet rooms inside and outside the Hall of the Emperor of the Faith, but did not find any suspicious traces, let alone the lost Heavenly Punishment Stand Armor.

Candlelights passed through the dark corridors, lit up the candlelight on the walls along the way, and then walked away again in the sound of reciting the Emperor's motto in the Holy Word.

The cardinals searched the place inside and out three times, and finally gathered in the central circular hall with their ceremonial guards without finding anything.

"Impossible... absolutely impossible..." a cardinal muttered, and his colleagues around him were also serious and silent with unbelievable expressions.

This is one of the most core and confidential locations of the State Church Cardinal Affairs Office in the City of Grace. The entire hall is above the magnificent main body of the City of Grace, and the flanks have a thickness of 10 kilometers. The depth of several kilometers below is filled with layers of blessing prayers.

The hall and the buildings above and below are absolutely isolated from each other at both theological and physical levels. There is only a floating bridge made of steel chains hanging outside the entrance of the hall as an in and out passage. It is like a huge sphere, suspended in the huge cavity prepared for it by the City of Grace.

How could a blessed relic be lost here?

There are guards specially appointed by the Hall of the Emperor of the Faith guarding the periphery 24 hours a day. Further out, the military organization of the Holy Light Brotherhood, which has been disbanded on the surface of the Empire State Church, has also set up a strict blockade here!

With the background of the State Church priests and combat nuns stationed on the surface and the periphery of the temple defense nodes around the clock.

They couldn't imagine who could take away thousands of heavy halberds and swords under the eyes of nearly 10,000 people in the triple guard!

"Are there any signs of destruction of the Holy Word underground?"

The leading cardinal asked the leader of the Holy Light Brotherhood who came to report outside the hall, but as expected, he was silently shaken and denied.

The head cardinal forced himself to calm down, and then signaled to the priest waiting at the door of the hall. "Inform your majesty that we... failed."

No one stopped his order, although they knew that if the news was spread, they would have to endure decades or even a lifetime of atonement as ascetics.

The atmosphere between the cardinals became even colder, but the time left for them had run out, and the Supreme Administrator was still waiting for a report on the ground. They could only give up and convey the news of the failed search to the surface.

The parade on the surface had reached its climax, and the crowd who had recovered from the shock and shock began to cheer.

They were excited and shed tears for the miraculous ceremony they had the honor to witness. The hymns praising the Emperor and the Human Empire rang out from the crowd, and the loud singing pierced the clouds, making the church dome several kilometers away echo.

When the Inquisitor and the Minotaur regiment walked out of the square and stepped onto the central avenue, the huge throne that Calvin was riding on and the 300 Grey Knights under his command, as the protagonists of the parade, finally revealed their sacred and majestic faces after much anticipation.

Calvin, sitting on the throne at the top of the car, also "thoughtfully" covered himself with a layer of psychic halo that had already existed.

The subjects of the empire could only see his outline from a distance of hundreds of meters, but under the effect of the psychic halo, that sacred figure spontaneously became the highest and most sacred existence that they could recognize in their minds.

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