Endurance.
Karastiphon pulled himself together, carefully avoiding the eyes and ears of the crowd, and continued to approach the untouchable area.
Chaotic sounds filled his brain, layering on top of each other and boiling into a futile hum.
His eyelids began to grow heavy, his limbs sluggish.
Accept yourself.
The heart spoke to him.
Accept your own nature, a mixture of alien and human.
Accept Him and He will show you mercy and genuine care.
He can accept you, your legion, and the friends you care about.
Who is He
Karas's consciousness was hazy and he struggled to ask back.
You will meet His followers.
Sleep, and when you wake up, you will meet His followers.
At the last intersection before the untouchable area, Karas finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell down directly.
A pair of hands caught him.
"What's going on?"
Gravekeeper Gel, who is in charge of the Untouchables team, whispered,
This Barbarus recruit has been here for many days, and the gravekeeper Gel has been closely watching his every move.
But I found that he just found a corner where no one was, as if he was deliberately contacting the disgusting aura of the untouchable person.
No other malicious acts were committed.
Not everyone likes to come into contact with the Untouchables, but most people hate these soulless people. Since being appointed as the gravekeeper of the Untouchables team, Geer has not seen new faces for a long time.
Gel immediately reported to his superior, Galao.
In the Undertaker Think Tank's unique medical room, Fernando, with silver hair, stood in the shadows beside the medical table with his arms folded.
Carastiphon was lying on the medical table being examined.
Laton, the pharmacist who is in charge of the think tank's medical care, is using a scanner to perform an X-ray on Karas.
The pharmacist from Terra looked very young, with brown curly hair, light blue-green eyes, and was a little quiet.
Dull and hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor outside the door.
Fernando blinked and signaled Terran Ladon to ignore it and continue the inspection.
He went out and met Gala, who had just finished a mission and hurried over.
Galo glanced at Fernando.
"Pharmacists are currently overworked in their inspection areas."
"It also has something to do with him always trying to reach out to the untouchables."
"No more?"
Jia Luo's voice sounded calmly,
“No more.”
Fernando closed his eyes and thought back. He had indeed done a psychic check and found that apart from Karas's soul flame being slightly weak and chaotic, there was no other major problem.
Garo was silent.
The Death Guard were about to face a tough battle, and he really didn't want any other mistakes to happen at this time.
"What about the legion commander?"
Fernando asked Jialuo,
"The commander of the corps has been busy recently, so we didn't tell him about this."
They looked at each other knowingly.
In Hades' instructions, there is no option of "not killing".
If necessary
However, while the two were talking, Carastiphon in the house woke up.
He opened his eyes and the blinding white light from the medical table pierced him directly.
"This is."
His memory only stayed on the dark corridor where he finally rushed to the untouchable area.
"Hush, be quiet."
Pharmacist Laton looked down at Karas and smiled.
"Just follow my instructions and you will survive."
The pharmacist forced a genial smile.
Then he picked up the injection needle, inside which green mucus flowed.
"wait?!"
Karas' pupils constricted, but he couldn't move at all after being injected with strong sedatives and anesthetics!
The needle pierced in.
“Praise Him.”
Karas fainted.
Laton muttered softly, then turned around and continued to operate the medical facilities at a leisurely pace.
The slime collected from the original Think Tank library was placed into a small bottle and tied around Ladon's neck.
He should have done this a long time ago, Jose should not have deserved to die over this.
Laton was a pharmacist whom Fernando trusted, and he was also the only person besides Fernando who saw Jose's appearance at that time.
He tried to heal his rotting comrades, but failed.
Unwilling to give up, he once again collected viruses and bacteria under the guise of a pharmacist when the think tank library was being disinfected.
Now, Laton began to resent the version of himself that had tried to heal Jose.
That is a blessing, why does it need healing
But he still regretted the loss of Jose.
Laton stared at Karas, who was unconscious again on the medical table, and smiled.
He would not let another person die.
Rodan blinked and looked up, as if through the wall, at the area of the Endurance where the Untouchables were stationed.
If they are not welcome here, then they can just go somewhere else.
As long as the man who killed Jose doesn't come back.
He won't be coming back.
Laton suppressed his joyful smile, put on a serious face, and reported to Gala and Fernando who had just come in.
Ah, how he disliked the depressing atmosphere of the Death Guard.
Planet Sigma 373.
“We want freedom!”
The surging crowds of people crowded and noisily outside the city walls.
“We want the truth!”
The crowd began to break down doors and throw rotten fruit or meat at the guards on the walls.
"Please teach it to the people! Give the people an explanation!"
"Explain! Explain! Explain!"
Everyone started to get excited, noisy and crowded.
"Calm down! Everyone calm down!"
A huge robot-like machine roared in from the dense forest outside the city, and the flowing effervescent green liquid sparkled, directly connecting from the huge machine to the girl's back.
Ribo stood on the robot's raised hand and shouted,
Seeing the arrival of the backbone, the crowd that was clamoring to charge the city suddenly quieted down.
Ruibo lowered her eyes and looked at the crowd that was a certain distance away from her.
It's always like this, she's used to it.
But she hopes that one day, she can also walk among the crowd.
So she took a breath, and spoke again,
"We, the Ivy Academy, only ask that Hei Matsuri give us an explanation!"
The slender fair-skinned woman stood on the thick and tall machine and began her speech.
"We don't want violence, we just want an explanation!"
Ruibo clenched one fist and placed it on his chest, with the other hand open.
"The people have lived in lies for countless years. We have witnessed countless deaths under the influence of God's Domain. They are our family and friends."
"We watched them weaken day by day, we watched them wither before our eyes."
"And our weak pulses tell us that sooner or later we will follow in their footsteps!"
"Bishop Mazel, tell us, why are we going through this?!"
"Just for your stupid, ridiculous religion?!"
The girl screamed the last syllable at the top of her lungs.
"Stupid! Ridiculous! Stupid! Ridiculous!"
The crowd suddenly burst into a huge wave of noise.
A young face appeared on the city wall, and Ruibo recognized him as a believer under Bishop Mazel.
"You are the one who misleads people!"
The young man shouted,
"As the Son of God in the prophecy, you have received the blessing of the divine realm,"
"You are studying heresy. You are the Son of God, but you are doing the things of a witch!"
"She's lying to you!"
The man shouted,
"She's just a little brat who was unwilling to accept the church's rules and ran out to yell!"
The man smiled.
"Didn't you follow her in the first place because she could travel freely in the divine realm?!"
“And now you come and revile God!”
"Ask yourselves, other than her weird, self-contradictory words, what other evidence can you produce?!"
For a moment, the crowd quieted down.
However, another man in the crowd spoke up.
"If you hadn't made us endure being in that domain, how could the person you call the Son of God appear?"
"Lady Ruibo is also a victim of your ignorant religion!"
As the man spoke in an intense tone, a rotten fruit hit the man on the city wall accurately on the head.
The crowd exploded again in an instant.
"Give us an explanation!!!"
"Open the door! Open the door! Open the door!"
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