Save the simulator and make Sarkaz great again!

At this moment, Shen Lin received a message from Lamaren through the black crown.

"Your Highness, Victoria's large fleet patrolled the perimeter before retreating, seemingly with no intention of continuing."

This time, Shen Lin did not arrange for the Banshee Royal Court to directly participate in the siege of Lateran, because he sensed the mobilization of the Letanian and Victorian armies through the graffiti art.

Just in case, he specifically arranged for the Slug King's troops to be stationed in the north, in case the enemy launched a surprise attack.

"Those guys in Victoria really can't sit still..."

"Thank you for your hard work, Lamaren. Keep an eye on those guys and report to me immediately if there's anything unusual."

"If they choose to go to war with us, even though it will cause us a lot of trouble, remember that we will not be afraid of them."

"As you wish, Your Highness."

After ending the communication with Lamaren in his mind, Shen Lin looked at the cathedral that was now clearly visible in the distance. He had now arrived at the most important place in the Holy City.

The war did not reach this place; every piece of white marble was meticulously carved, its delicate texture telling the story of time.

The sunlight poured down, reflecting a holy and dazzling brilliance that was almost blinding.

The moment he stepped onto the cathedral steps, hundreds of fully armed cavalrymen emerged from the shadows from all directions, their massive muskets gleaming with a cold, menacing light.

"Hmph! Demon Lord, your journey ends here."

The head cavalry captain was cold and calm, as if he had no emotion at all.

The musketeers behind him quickly dispersed, forming a semi-circular encirclement, their guns all aimed at Shen Lin. Sunlight shone through their armor, refracting a dazzling light, as if draping them in a layer of sacred glory.

The bullets fired from the guns they held were enough to tear through the armor of a high-speed warship; apart from not having as long a range as naval guns, it was almost the limit of Laterano's individual combat capabilities.

Their combined firepower can withstand the advance of any Imperial legion, which is the source of Laterano's confidence in standing at the core.

These heavy weapons units were supposed to be heading to the front lines, but they received news of the attack on Bishop Fideil, and that the attackers were on their way to the cathedral, so they devised this ambush.

They hadn't expected that only this young demon lord could have caused Bishop Fidel's forces to lose contact, which gave them an ominous feeling.

"..."

The man glanced at them, and that single look sent chills down their spines.

He ignored these ridiculous warnings and climbed the final steps one by one.

"Protect the commander!"

"Fire!!"

In an instant, a deafening roar erupted in the air. Countless tongues of fire shot out from the massive muskets in the hands of the musketeers, and bullets rained down on the man like a storm.

The muzzle flashes were particularly dazzling in the sunlight, scorching and distorting the surrounding air.

The bullet tore through the air with a sharp whistling sound, just as it was about to hit the man...

Like a drop of water falling onto a calm lake, an invisible ripple spreads outward from the man, instantly collapsing the space it touches.

The bullets fired by the musketeers were crushed at that moment, turning into countless tiny metal powders that floated in the air, shimmering with an eerie light.

"This...what kind of power is this..."

The other musketeers struggled to stand up, but their bodies seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, unable to move.

His calm voice, like the whisper of a devil, clearly reached the ears of every musketeer.

"In your eyes, we are devils with black horns, ghosts in the desert, and rats wallowing in the mud."

"We are indifferent, we forge ahead, we are respectable heroes, and we are also heinous criminals. We are destined to become legends, and we will eventually disappear into history."

"But whoever swings a knife at us, we will swing it back. We will keep going until a ray of dawn breaks through the clouds and illuminates the world beyond the war."

The cavalry had never seen such bizarre Originium Arts before. Their faces turned deathly pale, and their original confidence was replaced by fear and disbelief.

They roared wildly, their fingers uncontrollably pulling the triggers, trying to completely destroy the strange man before them.

But all they could do was in vain.

In the final moments of his life, the cavalry captain witnessed a scene that would forever shock him—all the bullets vanished without a trace the instant they touched the ripples.

Until the ripples spread out and touched the last commander, the holy armor seemed to vanish as if it were nothing, and his body slowly turned into dust and dissipated into the air.

The surroundings fell silent instantly, and the sacred square seemed as if nothing had ever happened.

Throughout the entire process, the man never stopped walking, as if he had only done something insignificant.

"Your faith cannot save you."

"Life is an endless and perilous road, and only death stops at the end."

Chapter Seventy-Nine: The System Regrets, But I Do Not!

Almost no Lateran knew that beneath the cathedral lay a secret passage leading directly to Lateran's ultimate secret.

The dim, inky light, like an invisible net, tightly enveloped the entire space, and mystery and oppression permeated the air.

As far as the eye could see, a gleaming metal staircase, like a lurking steel python, snaked its way upwards. Each step was cold, hard, and solid, as if speaking of a silent power.

The crisscrossing patterns and complex structure resemble ancient and mysterious runes, exuding a rich sense of mechanical and technological beauty.

At the top of the stairs, a massive device came into view. This was the foundation of Lateran, and the god they revered was this enormous machine.

This is the "Lord" that Lateran serves, a giant mainframe.

From the very beginning, its entire body flashed with a blinding red light, and a piercing alarm sounded continuously echoing in the space.

crisis!!

Serious warning!!

crisis!!!

Repeat warning!!!

……

King Ivangelista XI had never seen this instrument, which gave the entire Lateran a sense of empathy, react so strongly. Even in the face of unexpected circumstances, it had never flickered so intensely.

He came here simply to use this instrument to calculate the probability of Laterano overcoming this challenge, and to use it to determine the most suitable tactical plan for the future.

But to their surprise, their master kept flashing from the very beginning.

"The momentary disturbance in the halo, and the sudden flood of information..."

"It seems to have sensed something for some reason."

As footsteps approached, the alarms emitted by the device became more frequent, and its flashing red light became increasingly glaring.

King Ivangelista XI turned around abruptly, his pupils shrinking in that instant. In his line of sight, a man in a black trench coat slowly ascended the steps.

This is a young female demon.

King Ivangelist XI did not know how the other party found this place. If someone forcibly entered this passage without authorization, they would be attacked by the Lord.

However, since he was able to break through the defenses of the cavalry at the gate, these mere tricks here naturally wouldn't stop him.

The man stood tall and straight, each step steady and powerful, as if carrying an innate majesty, the steps beneath his feet seemed to tremble under his footsteps.

As he walked, a black crown slowly appeared above his head, and in an instant, red alarm lights almost flooded the entire basement.

The fact that the other party was able to appear here already means that the situation in Laterano has deteriorated to a certain extent.

The flashing red light reflected the dejection in Ivangelista XI's eyes, but he still gripped the gun tightly in his hand.

Survival is never an inherent right of individuals, but rather a responsibility and obligation of every civilization.

The black crown and the white ring each represent a way of survival, and two people who have embarked on two completely different paths meet at this moment.

Suffering, struggle, blood and corpses filled Kazdel.

Happiness, prosperity, fragrance, and hope filled Lateran.

At this moment, he stood shoulder to shoulder with the Lateran pope.

From the moment he stepped into the cathedral, Shen Lin felt an inexplicable pull that brought him here.

"It's truly spectacular."

Looking at the massive, technologically advanced instrument before him, the man's words betrayed no emotion; he ignored the complex gaze of Ivangelista XI.

At this moment, Shen Lin sensed that the black crown above and the instruments at the Heavenly Pivot in front of him were exchanging some kind of information.

If successful, he will gain some usage rights to this host.

"Terra was once our home, the place we lived on."

"Since the invasion by the Divine People Overlord, our homeland has been continuously occupied by them, and their power has divided most of the area."

"Now, you have left this place of suffering forever and become its brothers and sisters."

"Your silence is always deafening when Kazdel is repeatedly invaded by those former enemies."

Gazing at the mainframe still flashing red light, Ivangelista XI sighed softly.

"I can't deny... that change and letting go are always a long journey."

"Under the taming of endless nothingness and suffering, the Sarkaz even forgot the preciousness and fragility of life."

"As you have seen along the way... Lateran's prosperity is built on countless sacrifices."

"We chose empathy, we chose solidarity, we chose to give up individual freedom in exchange for the continuation of the entire civilization. This price has been heavy enough."

Upon hearing this, Shen Lin merely chuckled softly.

"Yes, Lateran's prosperity was indeed built on countless sacrifices, but they were the sacrifices of the Sarkaz."

After only a brief exchange, Shen Lin lost interest in continuing the conversation; he was simply considering how to handle the mainframe in front of him.

That's how it is when people don't see eye to eye; their positions are so clear that there's no possibility of reconciliation.

He carries not only the hopes of the living, but also the price of the Sarkaz who have sacrificed their lives for their ideals.

After a moment of silence, the feedback from Black Crown seemed to indicate that negotiations with the host in front of them had broken down, and the other party refused to provide any assistance according to the rules of the agreement.

"..."

Shen Lin frowned. This weapon, which could affect the situation in Terra, would always be a thorn in the side of the Sarkaz if he couldn't control it.

Just as he was hesitating about whether to use brute force to hack into the host, a pleasant voice suddenly rang in his mind.

[Ding! A high-energy reactive energy reactor that can be absorbed has been detected. After evaluation, the system will complete the upgrade after full absorption. This simulation will enable the host to provide more functions.]

However, the device will malfunction after absorption. Does the host allow the system to absorb this energy?

Shen Lin never expected that things would take a turn for the better at the last moment, and he agreed without hesitation.

It's great that it's not working properly!

He suddenly remembered the pictures of churches and hearts that the system had given him before, and he suddenly realized what it meant.

He had initially wondered why such a simple task as attacking required two different images, but now he has completely retracted his doubts about the system.

It turns out the image the system initially provided had two meanings!

The lightning bolt and heart represent the system's need for energy to upgrade and evolve, while the church and heart indicate that the energy it needs is within this grand cathedral!

He had only seen the first layer, while the system was on the second layer.

Rather than leaving this unstable factor, which could destroy all the efforts of the Sarkaz, here, it's better to let the system replenish some nutrients.

At least the system does get things done, and the clever tips it provides from time to time are indeed very useful.

[WARNING!! WARNING!! Vehicle inspection detected energy loss; cause under investigation—]

[Unauthorized individual detected, race: Sarkaz]

[Threat Level: Highest Level!!]

[Your existence is defined as a potential disruptor of the civilized order, theoretically capable of undermining the stability of the existing structure.]

[We are the last defenders of the faith, this absolutely cannot be allowed!]

[According to Article 44 of the agreement, the entire region purification process is permitted to be initiated.]

[We will never allow such consequences to occur, even if it means nipping any potential candidate in the bud.]

The synthesized voices came from all directions, their tone as cold as a blade scraping against glass.

As soon as he finished speaking, the metal walls on both sides of the stairs suddenly cracked open, and countless black cannon muzzles emerged from the gaps.