musicians of old

Chapter 777 Who would have thought
The distribution of the locations where these nuclear bombs landed was definitely carefully considered and demonstrated in advance by the initiators.

Casualties and building destruction are only one aspect. Many of the impact points also "take into account" some important infrastructure in the city.

For example, at the largest North City Power Station in San Perto, a sphere exploded directly above the turbine unit, and the flywheel weighing dozens of tons flew into the sky like a toy. The broken high-voltage cables whipped wildly on the streets, electrocuting the fleeing carriage into a charred skeleton!

There was also a river bridge that broke and sank on the spot after its six main cables were directly melted; the underground sewage system hub was blown up to the point where sewage overflowed like a fountain; the Tulip Parish Water Treatment Plant was directly penetrated through the concrete base and the water supply main network was completely polluted.
Even the few bombs that exploded at high altitudes above the church headquarters and caused no direct casualties now had extremely disturbing colorful dust falling from above everyone's heads, looking like fluttering snowflakes at a glance!
Fanning stood at the church door, facing the square, and listened to Melaltin's report with an expressionless face.

During this time, his eyes continued to gaze at the distant skyline through layers of steam, black smoke and falling ash.

Even in this scene of ruins and scorched earth, the dark red object in the distance is still there.

And after one night, this thing had penetrated directly into the depths of the sky like a "sticker"!

It was difficult for Fanning to describe the feeling of seeing it, except that he saw that the upper end of its visual field - at least higher than 10,000 meters in the sky - seemed to be slightly swollen and expanding.

As it looked, it seemed that in all directions at extremely high altitudes, there were countless small black dots like ants, slowly flying and gathering towards it.

What is it? I don't know, maybe it's the visual interference of the dust after a nuclear bomb explosion.

The world is becoming absurd.

It was becoming more and more absurd, even worse than a dream, and Fan Ning felt like he was almost no longer familiar with it.

During the few minutes that Melaltin was reporting, more and more church leaders and military generals came to Fanning.

Fanning received more and more telegrams and text messages.

"Your Excellency Saint Lavoisier, Janus has now entered an emergency wartime state." Marshal Enukum took off his military cap, his expression stern, "The human, financial and material resources of each county are being concentrated and allocated to the Holy City. As for the Holy City, the army has taken over the municipal administration, divided the area according to the explosion point, maintained order and aftermath, and the priests of the church have also been divided into groups to help our army."

Fanning nodded slightly.

"In the next few hours to a day, there may be a large wave of dust carrying dangerous nuclear radiation pollution that will fall and cover the entire holy city." His voice was slow and low. "The priests will try to use the 'Glow Wheel' to block and purify part of it as much as possible, but everyone's first priority is to prepare for this wave of pollution and guide the survivors to cleanse their bodies. As well as, make use of all the space that can be used as underground shelters. This is the golden time to reduce the subsequent casualties."

Several senior generals around him quickly took action.

There would be continuous pollution landing and coverage? If Fanning hadn't told them, they really couldn't have expected it.

Fanning certainly has a lot of things to do now, or must do.

Be it planning and coordination or personally taking part in the action.

Aftermath, rescue people, organize evacuation, count data; arrange for clergy to perform exorcism rituals, dispatch medical forces and drug resources to prevent plague or evil spirits; coordinate to obtain assistance from other countries and official organizations; arrange the army and municipal government to stabilize the situation; allocate funds to build damaged infrastructure; and after the necessary aftermath work is laid out, gather and prepare a force for revenge! !
But Fanning had barely finished giving that one-minute instruction when he stopped talking because he saw someone walking up the stairs below in the square.

It was Laxus, the chief inspector of the Special Patrol Office.

Fanning watched him coldly as he climbed up.

This guy, who usually looks superior and mature, now behaves very politely to Fan Ning, even to the point of being a little humble.

He bowed without hesitation, looked at everyone with "concern", and gave a wry smile at the current situation. His attitude was totally unacceptable. "Sir Carloen Van Nin, the leader is waiting for you at the entrance of the Vladimir Highway in the west of the city."

It turned out that he was ordered to urge Fan Ning to leave.

"So urgent?" Fan Ning glanced at him coldly again.

"The time arrangement of the trip should have been made clear to all team members at the round table meeting." Laxus hastened to emphasize the reminder.

Fanning was silent.

The Harvest Art Festival has come to an end, and the dawn of a new day has just arrived.

I don’t know how many things have happened, and they are still happening one after another.

"The Nameless Saints have just joined everyone, but Master Fanning, let me add one thing. The leader specifically told you that it's up to you to go there as you wish. He only asked the other Order Enforcers to go with him."

"But in short, everyone needs to gather at the lighthouse area deep in B-24 in 105 hours. Perhaps you have your own way and can bring the selected team of artists to arrive on time. Of course, if not, or you don't want to bother, the discussion group can also take you with them."

"Master Fanning, the ebb tide lasts only ten days and ten nights, and last night, the first night passed." "I have delivered all the leader's words, and I will go on my way first."

Laxus bowed again, then turned and walked down the stairs.

Fanning's eyes flickered with indiscernible emotions, and he clenched and unclenched his fists several times.

In the distance, at the very top of the red vertical line that runs through the skyline, there are still countless sparse black dots gathering.

In the near distance there was falling dust and fire and smoke in all directions.

"I agree with everything you just proposed."

Fan Ning finally spoke calmly, and he looked at Yaningge 19th again.

"Your Holiness, all these instructions you have carried out can be witnessed to by my name, and I command everyone to carry them out quickly. This is what I have allowed you. The remnants of the southern kingdom and the righteous people in the theater, all your friends support you and regard you as connected roots and hands and feet. May the sinners fall because of their own schemes, and their evil deeds will be returned to them sevenfold. May you strengthen the righteous and lead your brothers who have returned to the dust in shame to a place of rest. May your priests be clothed with salvation, and the saints in the city be at peace. May the hearts of the congregation live forever."

Yaningge 19th began to tremble all over, and Fanning turned around and wanted to leave after he finished speaking.

The next moment, there was a muffled "bang".

The burly Marshal Enukum knelt on one knee in front of Fanning!

"Mr. Saint-Lavoisier, we have all accepted your final blessing! But please sign it with your own hands!"

Enukum reached out and opened it, revealing a declaration of war consisting of only a few lines!
There were already densely packed bloody joint fingerprints and the wax seal of Pope Janing XIX below, but they were all squeezed to the side, leaving a large blank space on the other side.

"We, and Janus, hope that the Prideful Sun Army will be a hundred times more valiant than before. When they see this, it will be done."

Enukum bowed his head deeply, and on the other side, the Pope and the clergy also stood solemnly with their hands lowered.

Fanning remained silent for dozens of seconds.

Finally, he took the golden feather pen that another senior advent held above his head with both hands.

All along, I and some other people have been trying hard to bridge the differences among people of different regions, classes, races and professions. Even when something as appalling as the "Mashlaosh" happened at that time, the people around me still wishfully held on to this idea and insisted on doing what they believed to be right.

But now we are watching it move towards greater division.

The writing speed is slow at first and then increases.

"Antoine Lavoisier"

Fanning didn't want to dwell on the objects, sights or numbers behind the signature.

He returned the quill to the general and signaled with his eyes that everyone didn't have to sit upright all the time.

Everyone was still looking at him intently.

But for a moment, I didn't know what else to say.

Fanning once again looked at the dark red object in the distance on the horizon, and before turning around, he took one last slow look around the Sacrament Square below.

Who would have thought.

When the identity of "Lavoisier" had not yet been revealed, he preached by the river and built an altar to give lectures in order to stop those fleshly wars.

And after the real miracle happened, the only thing he hastily signed with Janus was something like this?
Also, when I left, everything remained in my memory like this.

Who would have thought.

"Shearan, Roy, let's go."

Fanning's figure disappeared inside the church door.