The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

"These rebels are really cunning. They all came empty-handed. The brothers searched for a long time, but none of the resources they found were of any value."

Vader, a priest, Lv91, commander of the Ninth Army of the Allied Forces.

Judging from his appearance, he was about forty or fifty years old, but he was definitely older than that.

He had a full beard, striking and deep-set features, and blond hair—a typical image of a white man.

He wore his military uniform in a carefree manner, with the zipper undone and the buttons undone, casually draped over his body, and a cigar between his fingers, which he would occasionally puff on.

"Oh my, the mighty Commander-in-Chief is actually personally cleaning up the battlefield?"

A voice that sounded effeminate rang out in mid-air.

When Vader looked up, he saw a professional dressed in magnificent clothes, wearing a silver laurel wreath, with skin so white it seemed to reflect light, looking like a medieval prince.

The most extravagant feature was the pair of white wings on his back.

Of course, it's not made of feathers, but rather a cape that can transform into wings.

Michelle, a clergyman, Lv92, Federal Judge.

"Michelle, why aren't you going to the lunar battlefield yet?"

Michelle spread her wings and landed slowly, touching the ground with one foot, landing silently and gracefully.

"There's a huge hole in the sky. I won't leave until it's repaired, in case the celestial beings attack the earth."

Wade took a big puff of his cigar and said in a languid manner.

"Don't worry, the Celestials won't destroy Blue Star casually. The development of their weapons has set a limit on their destructive power. The Celestials who are attacking Blue Star ultimately want to obtain a complete Blue Star."

Michelle shrugged.

"Oh, those civil servants in the Federal Council don't think that way. With the sky broken, they feel insecure. Besides, we may have to abandon the lunar battlefield. All the major coalition forces are returning to base."

"By the way, I heard that those people in the council want you to go find those... bandits, a very active organization in the China region, and use your 'Mind Enlightenment' talent to see their true colors, right?"

"Oh, this is so troublesome. They have to bother me with such a small matter. They are becoming more and more useless. When the Tenth Ancestor wakes up, I will apply for a change of councilors."

"Hahaha! The Tenth Ancestor likes you the most, he will definitely listen to you."

Michelle covered her mouth and chuckled with a touch of pride.

"Hey~~ I came here specifically to see the glacier scenery. The day before yesterday, I helped you hold off three rebel kings. Aren't you going to express your gratitude?"

"I'm penniless. If you're interested in my position as commander of the Ninth Army, I'll give it to you."

"Oh, forget it. I'm not really interested in leading troops. Didn't the rebel attack damage a bunch of hibernation pods? Have those old buddies woken up yet?"

"The awakening ceremony is still in progress, but it should be soon."

"Great, at least I know a few more people now."

The two looked at a large hole in the permafrost ahead, from which bursts of intense light were constantly being projected. With each flash of light, the entire permafrost would tremble violently.

……

North American administrative regions.

The Colorado Plateau, the America Canyon, and the Colorado River flowing through it, with towering, bare cliffs on both sides.

In the middle of a U-shaped river channel formed by the river and cliffs lies the Federal Sky Base.

The Sky Curtain Base was built here, forming a natural moat on three sides.

Within three days, the base was subjected to multiple suicide attacks by the Avengers, the second most wanted criminal organization in the world.

The Avengers' professionals stormed the base, causing extensive damage to its facilities. Many even self-destructed, resulting in heavy losses for the high-end forces defending Sky Tower.

None of the Avengers members who stormed the base survived.

Even those who were caught chose to self-destruct.

Even though his suicide attempt failed, he tried every possible way to commit suicide while in custody.

"That's insane."

Shi Qiang stood at one end of the Grand Canyon, looking at the Sky Dome Base that was under repair.

He is a third-tier professional from the China region and one of the experts in the Sky Curtain System. He was invited to participate in the restoration of the Sky Curtain Base.

There are many Sky Bases, and this one in the North American Administrative Region is the headquarters.

"Actually, the problem is not complicated. Our resources are still in the atmosphere. It's just that the base was destroyed and the main control unit was lost. I believe that experts like Shi can repair it soon."

Thomas, one of the heads of the North American Skynet headquarters, stood respectfully next to Shi Qiang and offered him a cigarette.

Although Shi Qiang looked pot-bellied and even a bit greasy, Thomas knew that he was an absolute expert in the field of Sky Curtain.

"But who knows how much destruction the celestial beings took advantage of the situation."

"It's alright, we've already arranged for the coalition forces to send resources into the atmosphere."

"I understand. Leave this to me. But, Station Chief Thomas, you still need to improve the security of your base. It's absurd that someone could rush into the base and self-destruct in such an easy-to-defend terrain."

"Don't even mention it. Those Avengers are a bunch of lunatics! They're a cult! Who can win a fight against lunatics? I really don't know what they believe in that makes them so loyal!"

Shi Qiang brushed the cigarette butt off.

"It's probably because someone avenged them, and the Federation can't help them."

Thomas gave an awkward laugh.

"Please take a short rest. Once the messy debris in the base has been cleaned up, we will ask you to take charge of the restoration work."

"Um."

……

South American administrative region, Hippodhi city.

Everything here is intact, but like other cities, it has just experienced the release of abyssal creatures. Traces of battle and ruins can be seen everywhere in the city.

However, all of this refers to the surface area. Below ground, in the secret safe deposit box known only to the federal high command, everything is intact.

The governor of the South American administrative region, Chicavara, personally visited this insurance warehouse for inspection.

The warehouse manager received the district chief respectfully and led him to the depths of the warehouse.

"Hello, District Chief, what brings you here in person?"

"So many major events have happened in the world lately, I'm very worried about your place. Didn't we hear that those thieves wearing metal masks have appeared in Hippodrome?"

"Those thieves from the Night Owl Thieves couldn't possibly have breached our warehouse defenses, and we weren't attacked at all."

"That's true, but these people are really good at stealing. I won't feel at ease until I see that the stele is still intact."

"No problem, trust me, what you will see is the world's best-preserved repository of divine monuments!"

The heavy metal doors of the insurance warehouse slowly opened.

A burst of dry ice mist emanated from it.

"Turn on the lights!"

Bright lights illuminated the fog-shrouded vault.

This place... is completely empty!