Transcendent Dawn

ꨡ[6Ba~oN3: Chapter 0853: Silence Chapter 853: Chapter 0853: Silence Federation capital.

“Damn it, who is that person?”

“Turing Arthas!

The information is all in the analysis room!”

“He is the most dangerous individual in the history of the Federation, and he must be sanctioned!”

“How do we sanction him?

The ground forces that attacked have been annihilated…”

“We still have squads of Extraordinary People…”

“Heh…

even the Archbishop of the Steam Church fled after one battle, and we’ve already seen what followed.”

“No matter what, we must come up with a solution quickly, the whole Federation is watching!”

…

In the conference room, various plans were proposed and swiftly rejected, and the pile of cigarette butts grew into a small mountain.

Colonel Baird stepped out of the conference room’s door gently and rubbed his nose.

“Such a scene…

really is rare!”

He shook his head and summoned a scribe: “Has the target and his legion been staying in Posero City the whole time?”

“Yes.”

The young scribe, dressed in uniform and clutching a folder, responded swiftly, “It seems he intends to keep his promise, to attack again, no, to strike Avery City after three days…

Due to the message being leaked, the entire Avery City is now under martial law, but it can’t stop the fleeing populace.”

In fact, if Su Lu wanted to bring about the end of the world, it would only take a thought.

But the target was to apply pressure; naturally, he couldn’t go too far.

It had to be done slowly.

Even so, for the Federation, this level of pressure was already a terrifying provocation.

“Besides…

a massive emergence of the Transcendent into the Material Realm is unstoppable…

The news about the Extraordinary People has leaked, and now the broadcasts are full of such messages…”

“Even in the capital, there are organized demonstrations and marches among the population, demanding accountability for why we hid the truth from the public…”

The scribe quickly reported two more pieces of bad news.

“Why hide it?

It’s because they don’t understand anything and it would impede decision-making…” Baird chuckled bitterly: “Prepare the carriage, I am going to the Cathedral of the Light of Machinery!”

The Cathedral of the Light of Machinery—it is the core of the Steam Goddess Church, where the Pope resides, located within the capital.

The carriage started slowly and, after half an hour, stopped in a vast square.

Due to the development of communications, the disaster that had struck spread rapidly across much of the Federation, attracting many to come to pray.

Baird had to reveal his identity to barely carve a path through and enter the Cathedral of the Light of Machinery.

“I am Colonel Baird from the military, with a mission from the armed forces, and I need to see His Holiness the Pope!”

He went behind the prayer hall and showed his identification to a priest.

“Please wait.”

The black-robed priest immediately took Baird to the back area, where nuns brought drinks and pastries.

But Baird felt he couldn’t sit still.

He paced the room like a caged beast, undoing his collar.

“Honoured sir, please follow me.”

A moment later, a Bishop came in and led Baird into a simple prayer room.

The room wasn’t large; at the center stood a statue of the Goddess of Steam.

An elderly figure dressed in plain clothes, wearing straw sandals, one arm fully replaced by a mechanical one, was kneeling on the ground in prayer.

He was the current Pope of the Steam Goddess Church—Saint Hebrew.

“Your Holiness, I bring a consultative document from the military!”

Baird’s expression became grave as he bowed, “An unprecedented evil threatens the Federation, and we need help!”

“Colonel…”

Heber stood up, his facial features ordinary but his eyes instantly unforgettable, and his presence filled with an amiable charm, “The Church has already made an effort.

Ethan Bard and the subsequent members have told me everything.”

“It was a Transcendent, according to the agreement, clearing up such extraordinary events is your responsibility,” Baird said with a stern face.

“Yes, the Church has done so.

After Ethan Bard’s defeat, reinforcements from the four major churches arrived there, carrying several terrifying and mysterious relics, led personally by His Excellency from the Wisdom Cathedral…

but the outcome was…

the entire army was annihilated.”

Heber shook his head with a bitter smile.

“What?”

Baird took a step back.

Although he already knew that the Church’s intervention had failed, he hadn’t realized that the Church’s support was so formidable and the defeat so total.

“What is certain is that this Turing has summoned a terrifying army of ‘Void Demons,’ a type of highly ranked abomination…

and its own Transcendent rank…

is difficult to measure, perhaps a sixth-order, or even above that…”

Heber said softly.

To Baird, these words were like thunder: “Is it possible, another Evil God?”

He stepped back several paces, yet remained upright, “But we all know that such beings cannot truly descend into the world; at most, it is just an Incarnation…

Throughout history, while the descent of Evil God incarnations is rare, it has not been nonexistent.

We can cope, as long as we spare no expense or sacrifice!”

Although the Federation is guarded by four Righteous Gods, the Ancient Rulers occasionally breach their seal, sending incarnations or God-sons into the Material Realm.

The result often is the destruction of an entire region.

But not impossible to deal with.

However, often it requires the descent of incarnations of all four Righteous Gods, combined with the Federation and a multitude of Extraordinary People to encircle and suppress them!

“Yes…

just now, I have been praying to our Lord for an oracle.”

Heber’s hands trembled slightly.

Baird swore he wasn’t mistaken!

This Pope of the Steam Goddess Church, a true giant of the Mysterious Realm, an important influencer of the Federation’s decisions, seemed to be…

afraid?

“What did the great Lady of Steam instruct?”

Baird asked eagerly, “Anything within our power…

the Federation will do everything it can!”

“Nothing…

nothing at all.”

Heber responded bitterly.

“Nothing at all?” Baird asked incredulously, “The Goddess…

She…

”

“She has given no response whatsoever to this matter…

and this was not the first time I had prayed,” Heber said, shaking his head slowly, “I’ve also contacted the Wisdom Cathedral, the Natural Church, the Death Church…

their replies were unanimous, the Divine have maintained a disturbing silence concerning this matter…”

The terror contained within these words hit Baird like a wave, leaving him breathless.

“What’s going on?

All the Divine have fallen silent; have they abandoned us?”

This unprecedented change caused even this extraordinarily resilient soldier to lose his composure.

“God loves all people…”

Heber made a gesture of prayer, but in reality, the closer one gets to the Divine, the clearer it becomes that they are beings utterly transcendent of humanity, indescribable in their existence.

The need for faith also diminishes.

Even if they were once human, the four Righteous Gods are the same!

“Then…

I will take my leave!”

Baird took a deep breath, forcing his spirit to stabilize.

If the Righteous Gods do not respond for the time being, the Federation has another path.

Where there is light, there is also darkness.

Among those evil Ancient Rulers, perhaps one of them might provide a different answer.