Translated by: La0o9
Edited by: VindiFan#1
Gu Qing Shan turned off his Holo-Brain and exited the room, meeting a familiar face on the way.
Martial Saint, Zhang Zong Yang.
Zhang Zong Yang greeted him in a friendly manner, saying: âThanks to your advice, Ying Hao managed to save his little sister in timeâ
âItâs nothing, heâs my business partner after allâ Gu Qing Shan said.
âHm, very well, I still have some business to attend so Iâll have to leave for now, weâll talk laterâ Zhang Zong Yang said.
âWhere are you going?â Gu Qing Shan saw the direction he was going and asked curiously.
Zhang Zong Yang wryly smiled, replying: âSea monstersâ
Saying so, he quickly left the 3 army HQ.
Gu Qing Shan shook his head.
He doesnât have any method to deal with that, the ocean is so large that the number of mutated creatures is staggering, humanity now canât even enter the ocean, let alone fight there.
Gu Qing Shan returned to his room, only to not see Anna and Feng Huo De.
He felt a bad premonition.
This Holo-Brain lit up.
A text message.
âI canât trouble you more than this, Iâll be going first, see yaâ
Gu Qing Shan was a bit surprised.
He then tried calling her phone, but the call was rejected.
He thought a bit, then called out: âImpartial Goddessâ
âIâm hereâ
âHelp me look a bit, what happened in this room half an hour ago?â
âVery wellâ
A screen appeared.
It showed the scenes of what happened to Gu Qing Shan.
He sighed and couldnât help but be a bit scared.
Seems like the matter in the Holy Empire also happened early, luckily I had Anna stay here a bit longer.
âHelp me track where Anna isâ Gu Qing Shan said
âââdonât do anything stupid Anna, please.
The screen showed a map with a moving dot.
The direction it was towards is Fuxi Empire, not the Holy Empire.
âLooking for reinforcements? Seems like she isnât as brash as she seemsâ Gu Qing Shan muttered, relaxing his tense heart.
Annaâs aunt is the current Queen of Fuxi Empire.
In the previous life, she was forced to become the Churchâs Holy Childâs bride, enduring all the cruelest torture in the world.
But in the entire history of their bloodline, there hasnât been anyone willing to live a broken life in the Medici clan, only true heroes that persevere for the sake of the ultimate victory.
And Anna is the same.
It was only when the Holy Empire were expanding too much that Fuxi Empire declared war on them, together with the rest of the world, that the Holy Empire couldnât help but compromise.
It was at that time that Anna was saved from her captors by her aunt, the Queen of the Fuxi Empire, she then went on to fight until the end of her life against the Holy Empire, to restore the glory of the Orlank Empire.
Impartial Goddess suddenly spoke up: âBecause you seem to be very interested in this matter, I would like to offer a certain piece of information, would you like to hear it, sir Gu Qing Shan?â
Gu Qing Shan was a bit surprised, then said: âI doâ
âThe Holy Churchâs Holy Judge, Apostle Hill had crossed the Freedom Confederate border with 20 subordinates exactly 3 minutes and 15 seconds agoâ
âThe direction they are heading in is the capitalâ
Gu Qing Shan frowned.
Hill? That famous psychopath?
âGive me Hillâs profile, I want to take a lookâ
âCompiling data appropriate for Sir Gu Qing Shanâs authority levelâ
Hillâs detailed profile was listed on his Holo-Brain.
âWhat do you make of him?â he asked.
Impartial Goddess answered: âAnti-humanityâ
âVery conciseâ Gu Qing Shan said.
This person is too dangerous, even Anna isnât his opponent.
If he is able to enter the Confederate or Fuxi Empire, that would be a very troublesome matter.
Gu Qing Shan squints his eyes, thought for a while, then said: âIâll have to go take care of himâ
âThe Highest Leader should stay here to guarantee his safety and not face off an ill-intent crook on his ownâ Impartial Goddess protested.
Gu Qing Shan wryly smile as he stood up, saying: âHeâs coming to look for me in the first place, so I canât help it anywaysâ
In a forest.
Hill ordered his subordinates to rest in place.
He as sitting alone, silently reading a book.
This was a book on human autopsy and anatomy, the author of the book detailed his many years of experience in the book, its accuracy impressed even Hill.
He looked up and contemplated about this timeâs mission.
The weak-willed scientist is nothing to worry about, just knock him unconscious and kidnap him.
The main problem is Anna.
The little girl carries an extreme hatred for the Church, not to mention she herself is extremely strong, very troublesome to deal with.
Even worse, he canât kill her, nor use any harsh punishment on her.
He looked regretfully at his briefcase, inside were many intricate tools that he spent many years and a lot of effort to think of, carrying a unique sense of art and creativity.
If it was up to him to torture her as he likes âââ-
Letâs forget it, the Holy Child wonât be pleased, and the Pope would not like that.
Hill sighed, feeling a deep sense of regret.
âSir Hill, your breakfast is readyâ one subordinate carefully reported.
âAh?â Hill looked over.
A pure white carpet was laid out on the grass field.
A beautiful set of silverware was prepared to standard, as the delicious food was still lightly smoking, all the other apostles were standing on both sides, solemnly waited for him.
âHm, not too shabbyâ Hill nodded satisfyingly.
All the apostles lowered their heads further.
No one wanted to remember the last time they went out for a mission.
A single strand of hair was found in his soup.
After picking out the hair, Hill threw the two apostles that were responsible for cooking that day into the fire, burning them as a sacrifice to the Great God.
An unforgettable sight.
Hill slowly walked over.
Everyone stood solemnly in line, it was only when Hill sat down that they dared to move.
âSir Hill, thereâs a small village ahead, would you like us to prepare your materials for you?â
âNo need to rush, itâs already lunch time, Iâll come with you to find material after lunchâ
Hillâs mood wasnât bad, so he didnât mind showing them his good side.
All the apostles respectfully sat down, silently swore to themselves that they have to clean up their eyes before looking for material.
Not only does she have to be a virgin, she must also have a slender figure and be beautiful.
The last time an apostle brought a mediocre-looking girl to him, sir Hill didnât say anything, but he used that apostle as material as well.
Sir Hill is an expert with autopsy, particularly organs and bones, he has hundreds of methods to keep someone at deathâs door, yet never truly able to take that last step to the other side.
They canât die, and they canât live.
Sir Hill always said that this is true art ââ-the art of the Churchâs Holy Judge.
Hill took the utensils in hand, about to enjoy his meal.
Looking at the medium-rare steak thatâs oozing with juiciness, he was silently thinking about what methods he would use on todayâs materials.
Then a flash came.
A blinding flash fell from the sky, directly in the middle of all of them.
It blew up exactly 0.1 seconds after landing.
In the blink of an eye, the shockwave spread out, destroying the inner organs and bones of every single person there except Hill.
Their limp bodies were flung outwards, already lifeless.
An intense divine white light covered Hillâs body, protecting him from the shockwave.
Struggling as he rolled backwards, he couldnât stop before he was already quite far away.
âWho! Who is it, get out here!â
Hill shouted in anger.
Almost like it felt his emotions, the divine white light became solid, lifting him up.