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"Sarkaz infiltration route: unknown".

All the Lateran intelligence personnel are now looking as wilted as frostbitten eggplants. They are all working with dark circles under their eyes, and their eyes are full of fatigue.

In the past few days, they have been severely criticized by the Cardinal for their intelligence failures. The Sarkaz not only used aircraft to scatter leaflets, but also accessed their civilian channels to broadcast messages.

Moreover, what they were broadcasting was a file classified by their intelligence department, which immediately put the intelligence department in the spotlight.

They couldn't understand how the Sarkaz, who lacked even electronic devices, had obtained their classified information.

"Eight leaks in five days, dozens of harassments, and even the bait plan was printed on leaflets by those demons!"

"They're treating this place like a dessert shop, coming and going as they please!"

In a fit of anger, Vartalin, who had been working overtime day and night for the past few days, slammed his fist on the table, making the gun parts on the table clang.

"The mole is definitely at the top, and might even be... in the intelligence department!!"

Before the words were finished, the door to the intelligence department creaked open, and a figure dressed in a black robe attracted everyone's attention.

The figure walked against the light, half of a pale face vaguely visible in the shadow of the hood, and the golden embroidered Vatican emblem flashed briefly on the cuff.

So when the intelligence personnel glanced at the newcomer and recognized the familiar figure, they lowered their guard and looked away.

Is he Killian?

“Killian has been wearing this black robe a lot lately, acting all mysterious, and he’s even become much quieter.”

"Killian, wasn't he transferred to another department to assist? Why is he back?"

Hearing his subordinates' discussion, Vartalin immediately became suspicious. He felt that there must be something fishy about the fact that those devils knew all their plans.

He got up and secretly followed the other person. He saw the person turn several corners and wait until there were not many people around before slowly walking towards the archives.

Vartalin did not act rashly; he had no evidence to accuse him and had to wait for the other party's next move.

Before he could notify the guards from other intelligence agencies to surround him, Vartalin saw the man swagger out carrying a piece of intelligence.

Vartalin was furious. He said that the more they patched the leaks, the more water there was. It was as if their intelligence department's shady documents were completely exposed to the other side.

Those devils... they completely overwhelmed Laterano, both in terms of information and public opinion.

It turns out there was a mole within their ranks who was stealing the Holy City's secrets and making a deal with those devils!

That's absolutely right, otherwise Killian couldn't think of any other possibility.

At that moment, Vartalin quickly moved behind "Killian," and his gun muzzle quietly rose half an inch to touch the waist of the man opposite him.

“Killian, I’m sorry, you’ve made a regrettable decision.”

"Tell me, why did you choose to betray Laterano?!"

The man in the black robe paused, then slowly turned around. The moment the hood slipped down, Vartalin's breath caught in his throat.

Her long, dreamy purple hair cascaded down her shoulders like silk, her equipment gleamed with a cold light, and her black robes exuded a dashing air.

This wasn't Killian at all, it was Cardinal Valerie. He quickly put away his gun.

"I'm...I'm sorry, Bishop, I didn't recognize you just now."

Violet smiled slightly, seemingly unconcerned about the offense he had just caused.

"These are special circumstances, and such a cautious approach is commendable."

"Our intelligence has been leaking out frequently, causing very bad consequences. The problem must lie within our ranks. If any suspicious persons are found, immediately notify everyone and take them down."

"I understand, Bishop. I will continue to intensify the investigation!"

Watching "Village" walk away,

Vartalin felt ashamed of his carelessness, having even mistaken the bishop's back.

Valtalin had just returned to his post, and before he could even sit down, he discovered that Bishop Violet had returned again.

Compared to the previously spirited Bishop Violet, this one seemed rather down on his luck.

With dark circles under her eyes and messy, unkempt hair, her face looked somewhat haggard in the light. Her once bright, jewel-like eyes were now veiled by a faint shadow of fatigue.

She is completely different from who she was not long ago.

Seeing Violet strut into the archives, Vartalin was furious and immediately called to the armed intelligence officers around him.

Damn it... no wonder the database keeps getting stolen!!

Someone actually dared to impersonate Bishop Violet, and did so so carelessly! What wouldn't they dare to do?!

Violet has been driven almost crazy by the Sarkaz's insidious methods lately. She knows exactly what methods they used to infiltrate the data room, but she just can't catch them.

Now she comes every few hours to check the completeness of the documents, and as her gaze sweeps across them, she is shocked to find that in the short few hours she has been away, several more documents have become missing.

"How do people here get things done?!"

Violet was furious and prepared to confront the person in charge.

As soon as she stepped out of the archives, a tingling, electric sensation spread through her body. Before she could even react to what was happening, she was captured and pinned to the ground by Vartalin.

Immediately afterwards, several gun barrels were pointed at her simultaneously.

"Hmph, I admit you're very bold, but you didn't expect to fall into our hands, did you?"

"what?"

Looking at the familiar faces around her, her mind went blank for a moment.

……

[Warning! Extreme emotional fluctuations detected!]

[The emotional fluctuation threshold of the main target, Violet, has been exceeded: 50 → -99]

(Error code: 404)

The little orb was once again awakened by a series of busy notifications. Its processor groggily resumed operation, as if it had remembered something.

It quickly hopped and skipped to open the message panel and began to check. Only after finding that there had been no message reports about adjusting the rating over the past few days did it slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

Then it looked at the latest message notification, and one glance made it jump three feet high, feeling a surge of emotion that brought tears to its eyes.

It quickly waved its body in front of the panel several times, as if afraid that it had misread it.

[Whoa!! Why did the host suddenly stand up like that this time?!]

[As expected, the harder you work, the luckier you get. It seems my ideas have been successfully conveyed to the host! They're probably already in the honeymoon phase.]

[As long as the host goes along with it a little, this target will definitely be no problem!]

Speaking of which... Sarkazan's weddings are always held in churches, and for cardinals, it's likely the Lateran Pope will preside over the ceremony himself.

These are the image hints we've decided on this time!

The little light orb once again sifted through its mountain of data and selected two images that it was very satisfied with.

The first picture is very simple, with only a cartoon lightning bolt and a heart. The second picture shows the largest church in Laterano today, which also has a heart added to it.

The little ball of light looked at its masterpiece and felt it was absolutely perfect.

It knew that with the host's excellent comprehension ability, the host would immediately understand its meaning.

[If the host confesses immediately, like lightning, then this person whose heart is pounding will definitely be won over.]

[Then they were able to get married in this church, and the first stage of the host's mission can be considered complete!]

But what's wrong with this error code?

I'm so sleepy, never mind, I'll just close the 404 error.

……

[Trigger Event: Faith Collapse]: Under your effective instigation, the Sarkaz's doubts about their faith have become uncontrollable. The morale of all Sarkaz units has decreased by 40%, and the probability of Aura Resonance failing has increased by 30%.

The Lateran soldiers are exhausted, their combat effectiveness reduced by 20%.

As the system kept popping up with tips, Shen Lin was amazed by the effectiveness of the ingenious strategies it offered.

During this period, their garrison continuously received Sakotas who voluntarily surrendered. Most of these Sakotas were citizens of the Holy City, and the light emanating from the halos above the heads of most of them was not very stable.

According to their description, since the decoy tactic failed, Laterano has established a war council, and all capable Sarkaz must contribute to the survival of Laterano.

This is a mobilization against all Sakortas.

In the past, the Sakotas would not have minded making sacrifices for their faith, but now the Vatican chooses to avoid answering their inner questions and shirk responsibility, which has made them completely lose faith.

Many of the Sarkaz were fleeing with their families, and Shen Lin temporarily relocated them to the rear.

Within the Holy City, Shen Lin obtained a large amount of classified information by transforming into Violet's shapeshifter, including some shady matters that could shake the foundations of the Holy City.

These words may not be very convincing coming from his own mouth, but if they were told by these escaped Sakortas, it would be a major blow to the credibility of the Holy City.

This move significantly increased their chances of winning.

Just as Shen Lin was pondering when to prepare for a real attack, the system's notification alerted him.

coming! ! !

Given the reliability of the system, how could its brilliant strategies only consist of one part?

Shen Lin opened the message notification with great excitement.

This time the images are unusually simple. The first image is a lightning bolt and a heart separated, and the second image is a church and a heart.

Below, there was a huge label that read, "Please keep up the good work, host!"

"Wow! It seems I've done a pretty good job with the first phase of the mission!"

After gazing at the two pictures in front of him for a moment, Shen Lin fell into a brief contemplation.

Love...

After a moment, as if he had thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He completely understood what the system meant!

Based on the system's evaluation, my understanding last time was definitely correct!

The intact hearts in the two pictures now surely refer to those Sakorta who have maintained their steadfast faith despite his propaganda offensive, and it is this group that is constantly hindering the progress of his mission.

The system was giving him the lightning speed to strike down that stubborn Sarkaz!

Especially this church in the picture, which is their vital political center and needs to be heavily targeted with bombs.

Shen Lin was already preparing a plan to launch an attack, and now he was overjoyed to see the system's explicit instruction.

Heroes think alike!

According to the Shapeshifters' intelligence, tourists and residents from other countries have almost all evacuated from Laterano in the past few days.

The time has come, let us rise up today!

Immovable as a mountain, swift as thunder!

Shen Lin immediately issued the command in his mind. In an instant, as if invisible threads were pulling at every Sarkaz soldier, the entire army acted without hesitation the moment they received the command.

Night fell, becoming the vast backdrop for this operation. The roar of engines rose and fell, intertwining and colliding in the silent night, gradually converging into a magnificent symphony of steel.

"They've already been given the opportunity."

"Those traitors still cling to that pile of ancient rubble, refusing to let go, harboring unfounded fear and distrust of the truth of history. It's time to kick them off the stage of Terra!!"

As the holy city drew ever closer, a smile slowly curved Shen Lin's lips.

He knew that the system would be very happy when the task was completed.

Chapter 75 We Don't Have Time to Capture You

On the southern outskirts of Laterano, two Sarkaz guards were chatting idly. The recent somber atmosphere in the Holy City was driving these naturally optimistic Sarkaz crazy.

"I heard that Valtalin mistook Bishop Violet for an infiltrator and had her hung up and whipped for half an hour. The screams she wailed were said to be incredibly horrific."

"That guy's been working for so long, his brain must be spinning, haha."

The two Saktas on patrol chatted casually.

“Kazdel… I can’t imagine how a group of nations that can’t even build the most basic infrastructure could have driven Laterano to this point.”

"Yes, their aircraft fly at altitudes far exceeding the range of our air defense systems, and their speed makes them difficult for us to lock onto."

"I haven't had a proper night's sleep for four whole days. As soon as I close my eyes, those annoying flying machines come back again."