Highway Survival for All: My RV's Infinite Evolution

at the same time.

Star Shield City, thousands of miles away, the Emperor's Palace.

A gunboat landed smoothly.

Chief Technician Otto hurriedly stepped off the hatch.

He straightened his beige robe, composed himself with the most devout expression, and strode into the inner hall.

However, when Otto strode to the entrance of the giant plaza of the Emperor's Palace, he found that Elena was not there to greet him.

It was Asamen, the leader of the Us Warband and the Empire's chief think tank.

Otto was slightly taken aback, but quickly regained his composure.

After all, Asamon was one of the veterans who followed the God Emperor in his battles. It was only natural that he would participate in the purification ceremony and welcome the God Emperor back.

"Lord Otto," Asamen said calmly, bowing slightly.

"Lord Elendina is currently in the Emperor's secret chambers, making final preparations for the ceremony. The other two lords have been waiting in the plaza for some time. Please follow me."

"Hmm." Otto nodded slightly and followed behind Asamen and Us, heading straight to the center of the square, where the enormous statue of the God Emperor came into view.

The atmosphere was so solemn and suffocating.

In the square, an extremely large and complex super magic circle, so intricate it's dizzying, is depicted with an unknown gold paint!

At each node in the center of the magic circle, two thousand devout believers sat cross-legged in neat rows, their eyes filled with fervor and their mouths chanting softly.

These believers were all carefully selected from various places by the high priests of the state religion.

At the very front of the congregation of believers, two figures stood silently.

A man dressed in a magnificent scarlet robe and wearing a heavy, pointed crown symbolizing divine authority was none other than Clement, the Pope of the state church.

The other person standing beside him was incredibly tall, his entire body covered in solemn black and gold mechs, and he was holding a huge judgment warhammer.

That was Alexander, the presiding judge and the highest authority in the court.

Upon seeing Otto's arrival, Clement and Alexander merely turned their heads slightly and nodded in greeting. There was no verbal exchange between the three imperial giants, and the atmosphere was unusually heavy and oppressive.

Otto walked to the two of them, bowing his head and waiting devoutly.

They were all waiting quietly.

We await Elena's appearance, and we await Warmaster Leonard to retrieve the Emperor's Sword and restart that great miracle!

Time passed by, second by second.

Half an hour... an hour...

The atmosphere in the square grew increasingly somber.

Otto seemed to be getting impatient.

He turned his head slightly, looked at Clement beside him who had been praying with his eyes closed, lowered his voice, and casually asked:

"Clement, you said... Storm City isn't that far from here, so why hasn't that old man Leonard come back yet? Could something have happened to him?"

Upon hearing this...

Pope Clement, who had been standing with his head bowed like a statue, suddenly raised his head. A look of extreme astonishment flashed in his aged eyes.

He abruptly turned his head, staring intently at Otto, and instinctively asked:

"What? You just said... Storm City?!"

Otto was taken aback by Clement's reaction, then nodded matter-of-factly, "Yes, didn't Elendina say in the meeting that the Emperor's Sword was left outside Storm City? What happened?"

Clement's pupils contracted sharply, and his breathing became noticeably rapid for a moment.

But the long-time pope quickly took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock on his face, and regained his calm and composed expression.

"No...no problem."

Clement slowly uttered a few words, but his hands, hidden beneath his wide sleeves, were already clenched into fists.

Something is wrong!

Elena clearly told him—"The God Emperor's Sword is in Dawn City!"

Why was Otto told Storm City instead?!

Clement looked up abruptly, ready to find an excuse to leave.

However, the moment he looked up, his gaze unexpectedly met that of Asam, the chief think tank leader, who was standing not far away!

At this moment, Asamon was staring intently at him with a gaze filled with anger, pain, and deep incomprehension!

As if he had foreseen this, before Clement could even speak, Asamen's icy voice suddenly boomed across the empty square:

"You're not going anywhere! Stay here obediently and wait for Lord Elendina to return!!!"

Before the words were even finished!

"Buzz!"

A powerful surge of psionic energy, like an invisible chain, instantly locked down the space around Clement, freezing his aged body in place.

Not only Clement, but Otto and Alexander, who were standing nearby, were also so startled by this sudden turn of events that they took several steps back.

After doing all this, Asamen slowly walked toward the imprisoned Clement, his eyes filled with heartache.

He gritted his teeth and said, word by word:

"Clement...of the three of you, I've always felt that your chances are the lowest."

"But I really can't understand... why would it be you, the traitor who hid the deepest, betrayed the God-Emperor, and sold out the Empire?!"

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