Falzade's desire and impulse for fighting occasionally translates into recklessness that makes a leader trouble, but Soshiyan believes that this is also a quality that an excellent warrior must do in the early stage, so he still decides to tempt it.

"We are still very unfamiliar with this world and cannot let go of any clue, even a living person."

He explained patiently:

"If you need to understand what is going on here to do better, there will be no problem with Ustad."

"I'm not worried about him, it's just that it's too boring."

Falzad muttered, and he kicked a piece of wood burning inside the fire.

"Falzad, focus."

After saying that, Soshiyang quickly used a combat gesture to signal the team to unfold on both sides of him.

“This is a settlement.”

Soshiyan gave instructions to them on the communication channel through text and combat gestures, which was actually training their execution ability.

"Prepare to encounter resistance, Falzad, go to the front to investigate, provide possible offensive points, stay hidden, brothers, don't let the enemy notice."

Falzade gestured to receive and move forward, and the slender orange grass made a sound as he walked.

Although he was wearing heavy armor, his hidden skills were still very good, and the footsteps of his heavy boots were almost ignored.

A wall of vines appeared in the woods, and the leaves shaking sounds as the warm wind blew, and sometimes the reflection of metal could be seen in front of them.

“A wall.”

Falzade approached the wall covered with vegetation, pulled down the vines on it, and many blocks of soil fell down together - the roots of these plants had penetrated deep into the wall.

The metal fence five meters away had long collapsed, and its rusty skeleton became a trellis for plants to climb.

Space Marine grabbed a broken wall with her hands.

From the damage on the fortification, he saw that the buildings inside were also covered with vegetation.

It is very quiet and the surroundings are full of vitality.

Falzade heard the sound of small animals passing through the vegetation in his ears. His breathing mask turned on the external circulation mode, sending the healthy air from this abundant ecosystem into his lungs.

The gentle wind blew past his armor, and the surrounding temperature was 23.3°C - these were all seen by him from the display runes on the armor, but he didn't really feel them.

Falzade wanted to take off his helmet and experience the surroundings himself, but Soshyan asked them to wear helmets at all times on the battlefield - although ordinary weapons are nothing to Astart's power armor, they are enough to penetrate his unprotected head.

He then walked to the front of the gate, and through the gate was a road made of stone concrete that stretched into a bush, whose once flat surface was now broken by tree roots and weeds.

If it weren't for this gate, they would never have realized the existence of this road.

"I have arrived at the gate, commander of the battle."

He said in the communicator.

“Moving forward.”

"I didn't find any electronic signals as much as possible, but be careful to sail the ship."

The sound in the communicator stopped.

He advanced along the edge of the road, and birds screamed from the nests they built in the settlement buildings, and a transport vehicle blocked the middle of the road.

There are signs of the Star Army and explosion scars on the body of the car.

Soon, he found a place that exuded a strong smell of blood and was also located by Bird Buyi.

A small rural chapel.

It seemed so dilapidated and inconspicuous, but when Falzad carefully pushed open the church door, a terrifying scene came into view.

The place that once praised the emperor's honor has now become a hell. The sky eagle emblem is nailed with corpses. On the brick and stone floor, nearly a hundred female corpses have been cut off their heads, stripped of clothes, and put in the most obscene posture to piece together into a huge heretic symbol.

And their lost heads—

Looking around, the surrounding walls seemed to be covered with a layer of flesh-colored mud, and countless faces were wailing under torture.

They struggled, tried to gain freedom in vain, cried and shouted curse music without end, and the abused voices formed an indelible song of suffering.

As Falzad walked in, the faces on the wall screamed loudly, the volume peaked in the desperate climb and began to melt, sliding down to the floor at a nauseating slow speed.

Falzad stared at the entrance of the entire aborted house, trying not to imagine the horror that had happened in this dim, bone-yellow hell.

Strong disgust and anger rolled in his heart.

But anger is of no help to him at this moment, and he must think calmly.

Suddenly, he felt a cold hand grab his feet hard, so he lowered his head and saw a creature that was barely considered human being crawling on the ground - his skin was peeled off, his legs were cut off, and even his spine had been pulled out, as if only a scarlet blank space was left.

A swaying body.

Under the empty right socket of the man was staring wildly, there was an incomparable hatred flashing.

"Ange - Hope -"

He made a harsh sound intermittently, and the result of the gradual disappearance of the organ was to bring a hint of mechanical texture to his voice.

Only then did Falzade realize that this person might be the only life in Bird Buyi - the survivor of this massacre.

Seeing Falzad noticed himself, the man's hand was tighter.

Two fingers on his right hand disappeared, and the other wrist was left with only the remaining limbs.

"—Kill them—for us—for the Emperor."

He roared, his eyes shattering.

"I will."

Then the man pointed his trembling hand at a broken floor tiles on the ground.

"There--"

The anger in his eyes disappeared, leaving only prayers.

"I see."

Falzade murmured in a deep voice, then let out a sharp roar full of anger, swung his fist, pierced the tortured chest, shattered the man's heart, and ended his pain.

The rest should receive the last mercy.

Then he walked to the floor tiles, smashed them, and took out a letter of complaint and a religious book called "The Perfect Word".

The person who signed the letter of complaint was Jacques, who was the pastor of the local church and the person who had just been freed by Falzadeh.

After flipping through the diary for a while, Falzad opened the communication.

"Captain of the Battle Team, I found... something."

Soon Soshiyan led the team here, and they were also shocked by the man-made hell.

Yazdan burned the entire church with great anger, and while he set the fire, Soshiyan read the letter of complaint.

The content is very simple, that is, Pastor Jacques suspects that the bishop of his diocese has a heresy tendency, based on the book "The Perfect Word".

According to him, this book that spread widely in the parish and forced every pastor to preach to the believers every day has many problems at the root. It not only distorts many teachings of the state religion, but also describes the throne of the emperor as a garden that can accept infinite desires.

All illogical.

The restraint and introspection in the doctrine of the state religion were erased, leaving only boundless dedication and excessive liberation of the self.

There is no doubt that no matter from which perspective, this is a heretic theory.

But Jacques wrote on the back of the letter of report that he was beaten back shortly after sending the letter of report to the Archbishop and scolded him for not being able to fight against his superiors.

From this time, Pastor Jacques realized that things were not as simple as he thought, so he entrusted his friends for many years to prepare to send the letter of complaint and evidence to the nearby courthouse.

But judging from the results, he seemed to be one step late.
Chapter completed!