Everyone could feel the solemnity of this mont.
Emperor Saint Baldo slowly rose from the throne and walked to the edge of the viewing platform.
Facing the statue of the Knight of the God of War and Sword at the end of the Cret morial Square, he slowly drew his Seross Spirit Sword and pointed its tip toward the sky.
At this mont, everyone in the square fixed their gaze and watched attentively.
They knew that a grand mont was about to arrive.
"Ancestors above, shelter your people."
"In the na of the divine, grant the blade its edge!"
Emperor Saint Baldo began to recite the ancient Seross prayer.
His voice was sonorous and solemn, each word brimming with reverence and supplication to the God of War and Sword. He prayed for the War Gods to protect the empire, to endow the Imperial Army with supre courage and strength, guiding the empire toward an even more glorious future.
With the emperor's prayers, the statues of the first-generation War Gods seed to glow under the incantation, their armor beginning to crack and emit divine light.
As the brilliance fully blood, piercing the skies, twelve rays of light converged at the center of the heavens, forming a celestial radiance reminiscent of a Divine Era canopy. The crest symbols of the first-generation War Gods represented the God of War and Sword's acknowledgnt of the faith of this land's people since the Divine Era, and a response to their earnest prayers.
The Divine Light of the God Era descended slowly, enveloping the heads of the twelve War Gods.
Each War God felt the protective force gradually settle upon them. During this period, they would be shielded by unparalleled power but were unable to budge even a step.
...
To the north of Bulida.
A part of the city unnoticed by anyone.
A mid-sized Magic Energy Vehicle cruised steadily along the street, nearing the vicinity of City Hall.
Through the one-way glass of the car window, one could see the faces of the pedestrians on the street, glowing with excitent and joy, watching the massive screen on the building. Clearly, they were delighted by the grand blessing ritual happening at the square.
However, within the vehicle, the expressions of over a dozen figures could only be described as grim.
"The blessing has begun."
Lanci held the Sacred Communication Magic Card in his hand.
"The twelve War Gods are shielded by ancient inheritance and the National Defense Barrier, temporarily immobilized."
"This is our most secure opportunity."
As they conversed, the live broadcast from Cret morial Square at the Imperial Palace could be seen.
"When we head underground, everything above ground will be in Nikola's hands, leading the Empire's Special Operations Departnt, along with High Priest Violet after the blessing ritual concludes in about an hour."
The Imperial Space Magic Engineering Master and Director of the Bulida Opera House, Abigail, gave her final instructions to them.
Today, she served as the logistics commander.
Because Lanci had to personally engage in the battle, he would be unable to command most of the ti. Much of the command and support would be left to her, stationed at the rear alongside Barton blocking the entrance.
Her task was to provide real-ti information to the assault team, construct a temporary base for their operations, and ensure their smooth return to the surface after their mission was complete.
"Alright, Abigail, you'll have to bear with us later."
Lanci thanked her.
In the past two weeks, Red Falcon Nikola had successfully beco the new head of the Empire's Special Operations Departnt, and would provide ground support for them today. At any mont, he might also lead his team underground to assist in blocking the entrance. anwhile, Professor Landry had finally fulfilled his aspirations, becoming the esteed head of the Imperial New Energy Agency Committee.
"Secretary Nyla has temporarily lent her [Ultra Long-Distance Communication Program-8] to Sixth Military God Violet today."
Lanci inford the group.
This ensured that even if they fell into another dinsion like Blood Moon City, they could still monitor the most critical situations on the surface in real ti.
Additionally, it allowed them to communicate across dinsions with Violet above ground, keeping her inford of underground developnts and changes. Should Violet need to intervene and block the Blood Clan, she could act imdiately.
As long as today's assault on Blood Moon City succeeds,
the crisis sparked by the Blood Clan in the Cerryti Empire could undoubtedly be quelled by their ever-growing Silvermoon Reform Association Alliance.
"You combatants are the ones in the most danger. I will spare no effort to guard the rear for you."
Abigail nodded to the group.
The vehicle gradually slowed down and ca to a stop before City Hall.
The door slid open noiselessly, and they exited in single file, their movents clean and swift, not making the slightest sound.
"Who are you..."
The military guard at the entrance of Bulida City Hall on the first floor parted his lips, attempting a scream, but no sound escaped.
His body slowly sagged, collapsing onto the ground, sinking into a deep sleep.
Similar scenes unfolded in every corner of the city hall.
The staff buried in their work hadn't even realized what was happening before they collapsed one after another, like marionettes whose strings had just been cut.
In less than half a second, the entire hall was drowned in eerie silence, with only the ticking of the clock continuing, as if nothing had transpired.
Their expressions remained composed as they entered the hall, their steps calm, knowing the layout here perfectly.
Walking through the luxurious corridors, they moved downstairs, reaching the inner side of a ground-level office, opening another door, and continuing inside.
Even this far, one could already sense the spatial distortion.
As long as they found the spatial node, even soone like Isatia, who wasn't of the Space Series and was only an eighth-order, could infiltrate.
And they had Dinsion Bishop Tolyado.
Tolyado made a slight motion with his finger, and space unfolded like a zipper.
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