The atmosphere on the tarmac immediately became oppressive.
The crime of heresy was too great; no one dared to speak carelessly.
Koro Sage continued, "In my database, there is no data whatsoever on this mechanical exoskeleton. Evidently, it is not a creation of the omnissiah."
Alex stepped forward and explained, "This is an exoskeleton armor improved by a God Chosen, intended to reduce casualties on the battlefield."
"This is blasphemy against the omnissiah!"
"You damn Heretic, you liar trying to deceive everyone."
Koro Sage pointed at Alex and shouted.
"You'd best watch your words, Koro Sage."
Bishop Hyderak spoke up for Alex.
"His Excellency the Guide is an envoy of the God-Emperor."
"An envoy of the omnissiah would not tamper with the omnissiah's creations. He is a liar." Koro Sage said.
"This is a very serious offense and accusation." Alex swept his gaze over everyone, "If you do not require my assistance, then I shall take my leave."
"Your Excellency the Guide, please forgive Koro Sage's impoliteness; we need your help."
Feng apologized to Alex, then walked towards Koro Sage and said sternly.
"Sage, you should go rest. Let your deputy handle the battlefield report. This is not a request, but an order from the Valanxius Family. Do not make me repeat myself."
Koro Sage's crimson eyes stared intently at Feng.
But soon, he was defeated.
He could not possibly challenge the authority of the Valanxius Family here.
"Governor, I will obey the order."
Koro Sage chose to step aside, but that did not mean he had surrendered.
"This is blasphemy against the omnissiah! This matter will not end here; I will report it to Mars."
This statement made Feng's face turn very ugly, and a hint of killing intent flashed deep in his eyes.
Koro Sage's actions made him lose face and also made him worry that this matter would become a hidden danger threatening the family in the future.
Even if the Valanxius Family possessed a Rogue Trader charter signed by the Emperor, they would not gain much from Mars.
But the situation was urgent now. If they did not seek the Guide's help, the Valanxius Family would not even survive the present crisis.
It would be best to make a certain sage shut up completely; it would be good for everyone.
Ending this small farce.
Alex, surrounded by dignitaries like Feng and Bishop Hyderak, walked into the Hive City.
"How magnificent, how spectacular!"
Twisted person's eyes widened as he looked up at the towering spires and giant statues hundreds of meters tall, his shock lingering.
The other players were also in awe.
Experiencing the grandeur of the Hive City up close left them deeply impressed.
Alex was led to a hall where a giant machine was installed in the dome.
A huge holographic projection floated on a metal platform in the center of the hall.
It displayed the full view of Tirien Hive City.
And the numbers of various loyalist forces.
Outside the Hive City were dense red dots.
The enemy's numbers far exceeded theirs.
As Alex was examining the holographic projection of the battlefield situation.
The holographic projection suddenly flickered violently.
The metal control panel emitted a harsh, crackling sound.
"The Machine Spirit is displeased and needs appeasement."
A Mechanical Priest showed a panicked expression.
He picked up an censer and intended to walk over to perform an appeasement ritual on the control panel.
Before he could get close, he heard the harsh voice of Koro Sage.
"Assisting a sinner who blasphemes the omnissiah means you are guilty of the same sin."
These words made the Mechanical Priest stop in his tracks and quietly retreat.
The other priests also dared not challenge Koro Sage's authority, bowing their heads and not daring to speak.
"Koro Sage, let's resolve the current problem first. Other matters can be discussed later."
Feng looked at Koro Sage, hoping he would allow someone to repair the projector.
"Either punish that damned Heretic, or you solve it yourselves."
Koro Sage pointed at Alex, his mechanical voice cold and merciless.
He wanted to let these guys know.
Without his help, let alone winning this battle, they wouldn't even have a holographic battlefield display.
Alex glanced at Koro Sage, then placed his hand on the howling and wailing projector control panel.
He activated the skill "Soothe Machine Spirit."
Golden light emanated from his hand.
In a moment, the out-of-control Machine Spirit quieted down.
The flickering projection reloaded, outlining a detailed battlefield situation map.
This scene shocked everyone in the hall.
And it completely confirmed Alex's identity as a Living Saint.
"Noble Saint." Bishop Hyderak rushed to Alex, devoutly knelt on the ground, and kissed his feet.
"This is the great power of the omnissiah."
The others also devoutly performed the aquila salute to Alex.
Alex looked at the many Mechanical Priests behind Koro Sage.
"Koro Sage has abandoned the omnissiah. Are you sure you want to continue following him?"
At these words, many Mechanical Priests showed uneasy expressions.
They all bypassed Koro Sage, devoutly saluted Alex, and begged for his mercy and forgiveness.
"Being a Living Saint is really useful."
Bald Donkey mumbled, staring at the kneeling crowd.
"Don't even look at the Guide's abilities; I even suspect he's the Emperor's direct son." Warmaster whispered.
"Don't talk nonsense."
Little Fatty stopped the two from continuing their absurd remarks.
No one in the hall paid any attention to Koro Sage's words anymore.
In the Human Empire, where religious fanaticism ran rampant, the Emperor's status was undoubtedly supreme.
And His envoys represented His will, traveling among the stars.
Disobeying His envoy was undoubtedly disobeying Him.
No one dared to bear such a crime.
Otherwise, even if they were lucky enough to survive this crisis.
The Inquisition and the Ecclesiarchy would come to hold them accountable.
At that time, they would have to pray for a quick and painless death.
Koro Sage watched this scene, then angrily turned and left.
Alex gazed at Koro Sage's retreating back, frowning.
A conservative of the Mars doctrine would surely cause many troubles in the future.
After all, those little players were so troublesome.
He had to make the other party get three shots in the back and commit suicide.
Only when Koro Sage's figure disappeared did Alex shift his gaze back to the projector.
"Now, let us analyze the current battlefield situation."
"The rebels have the assistance of the Dark Gods and can command countless Plague Zombies."
"The Imperial army's numbers are too small; it's already difficult to even hold the main urban area of Tirien Hive City."
The Planet Atoma originally had four Hive City.
Currently, three and a half have fallen.
Countless Imperial citizens have been converted into Plague Zombies.
With just the tide of corpses tactic, the rebels are enough to wear down the Imperial defenders to death.
"On the front lines, we are at an absolute disadvantage."
"But we have a moon-class battleship. I will move this battleship above the rebels to bombard their main forces."
"On another front, I will send out elite squads for special operations, to seize important areas and decapitate key targets."
"…"
Twisted person idly surveyed everyone in the hall.
Although the buildings outside the window were magnificent, at first glance, they were very shocking.
But after a few more glances, they were just that.
He wasn't interested in the military meeting and didn't want to listen.
Twisted person's gaze fell on a bald soldier nearby.
"This bald guy's forehead is quite unique, with even a 'Heavenly Mark.' Could he be from old Beijing?"
Twisted person joked to himself.
But as he laughed, he suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.
Because it wasn't just one soldier; in the hall, over a third of the soldiers were bald and all had the 'Heavenly Mark.'
One could be attributed to genetic inheritance or some other random reason.
But if ten, a hundred appeared simultaneously, the problem would be huge!!
"I think something's not quite right." Twisted person leaned towards Warmaster.
Warmaster looked puzzled, "Not right, what's not right?"
"Look at the third person from the left, his forehead."
"What about it? Isn't he just bald, with a few lines on his forehead?"
"One isn't scary, but what if ten, a hundred, all look like this??"
The originally grinning Warmaster instantly stopped grinning.
He looked around and confirmed Bald Donkey's words.
This planet seems to be full of Genestealer!!