May the Omnissiah's Flames Purge the Heretics Here!

The cruiser, the Holy Flame Arbiter, sailed slowly into the Spaceport in the manner of a victor.

No one expected that the war they had imagined would the Veil in this way.

That's too fast.

Neither the leaders of the United Government nor the top decision-makers of the CEC could believe it until the news of defeat arrived.

Humanity's invincible fleet was so easily and simply wiped out in one fell swoop?

The colonies on the Luna and Mars, including hundreds of warships, were more than half destroyed in just a few minutes.

The highly anticipated Space Force, led by Five-Star General Admiral Meyer, actually surrendered?

No matter how hard they found it to accept, that was the reality. When the "Holy Flame Arbiter" crossed the coalition forces' defenses and reached near-Earth orbit, the United Government and CEC executives finally came to terms with the facts.

Even so, they still tried with their last ounce of strength to tell Meyer, who was in charge of the surrender negotiations, to try to secure the most favorable terms possible.

Five-Star General Meyer of the Space Forces awaited the imminent surrender ceremony at the Spaceport with an extremely complex expression.

Yes, as the Supreme Commander and Commander-in-Chief of the Joint Forces, he was required to surrender on behalf of the troops.

In this time and space, the Spaceport built by humans are indeed a bit too small for the Holy Flame Arbiter, which is seven kilometers long.

Meyer took a deep breath and took off his military cap.

Then, when he actually witnessed up close the warship that had annihilated half of the human fleet with overwhelming force, Meyer couldn't help but be deeply shocked by its exaggerated shape and unique Gothic style!

Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you understand just how enormous this thing truly is!

Its hull resembles a crimson blade, long and angular, with its main structure composed of layers of stacked armor plates. At the seams, rough hydraulic lines and steam valves are exposed, like the strong tendons of a steel behemoth.

The towering Gothic cathedral on the ship's ridge further showcases a mysterious aesthetic of darkness and oppression.

At the front of the soaring keel, Lance array is embedded in a metal frame engraved with gear-like prayer symbols.

Its end shimmered with an ominous dark red energy glow.

But the most eye-catching feature is undoubtedly the giant Mechanical Gear Divine Emblem on the bow!

The skull, symbolizing human purity, fits into a gear, yet deep within the three narrow, elongated notches in the center lie three deep, blood-red eyeballs.

The three eyeballs emitted a lava-like orange glow, resembling the wrathful gaze of a god from afar, inspiring fear in those who beheld them.

The three eyeballs are the core of this ship, the Trinity machine spirit.

The moment he met those three eyes, Meyer felt as if his very soul had been pierced through.

A deep-seated fear then took hold of his mind.

Soon, the massive cruiser completed its docking and docking. A man wearing a rust-red robe, with two mechanical arms on his back, visible gear-like structures, and a mechanical modification resembling a human skull on his back, made him look quite terrifying.

The man, draped in a rusty red robe and leaning on a mechanical gear-like iron staff, walked slowly, steadily, and powerfully.

Hello...

Meyer stared at the other man nervously, carefully scrutinizing him.

It doesn't resemble a purely biological being, nor a machine; rather, it's more like a human modified by machinery. Its face is replaced by Mechanical mask, and even the part of its red robe that is revealed when it walks is a prosthetic Prosthetic limb resembling Mechanical octopus legs, rather than a human foot.

This observation made Meyer even more uncertain. He didn't know if the other party was even human, or if they could communicate using human language.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to sense his confusion and said in a hoarse, low voice, like the friction of gears lacking lubrication, "This unit Tech-Priest of the Valshius Family. You may call this unit Father Iggs."

"You are in full command of this surrender ceremony; you are the commander of this unit."

"Yes, that's right, Iggs..."

Meyer wiped his sweat and stammered, "I am Richard Meyer, the commander-in-chief and supreme commander of the Human Space Force."

Your name has no value in being remembered.

Iggs' voice, tinged with the Electro-mechanical operation, was cruel and cold, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

The Cybernetic eye on that Mechanical mask, gleaming with a crimson light, exuded a chilling aura that sent Meyer plummeting into an icy abyss. "According to the Rogue Trader's decree authority by the Imperium, from this moment forward, all organic beings, including you, will become the property of the Valshius Family."

"This...

One sentence from the other party completely shattered Meyer's carefully prepared remarks.

His mission was to secure favorable terms for the United Human Government and the CEC Corporation after their defeat, not to agree to such terms!

Making all of humanity the "possessions" of the other side is not just treason, it's treason!

"Excuse my bluntness, Iggs... your conditions are a bit too domineering, aren't they?" Meyer wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, exchanged glances with his subordinates, and then mustered some courage. "Although we were defeated..."

But that doesn't mean we've completely lost the ability to resist.

Although the human fleet was defeated, they still occupy vast colonies!

This is the source of confidence for the United Government and the CEC. No matter how powerful you are, you only have one warship.

Could a single warship possibly conquer the entire colony?

"Is this your answer?" Iggs stared at him coldly, without the slightest emotion.

Meyer's heart skipped a beat, but thinking of the CEC leadership and the United Government's backers, he had no choice but to steel himself again, look directly into the other man's emotionless mechanical Cybernetic eye, and nod. "Yes, Iggs Igers, we are willing to take responsibility for our defeat and pay the corresponding price and reparations, even offering to treat all of humanity as our possession. Such conditions... we cannot agree to."

"Ha, this is the stupidity and despicable nature of carbon-based life forms."

Iggs smiled coldly, his icy words like sharp blades. "Even under the threat of death, you still refuse to relinquish power. I will truthfully convey your opinions to the great Valshius Patriarch, and I hope you are prepared to bear the consequences."

Having said that, he completely lost the desire to talk to these fools and turned to leave.

Meyer stared blankly for a few seconds as Iggs turned and left. Was the negotiation over already?

But soon, he suddenly noticed three deep, blood-red eyes on the warship docked at the Spaceport. A deep unease gripped him, and an inexplicable fear made his hair stand on end.

Is it really that simple?

Given their consistently tough stance, are they truly afraid of their threats?

Meyer broke out in a cold sweat. "Wait, wait... Iggs!"

However, Iggs did not pause for a moment, until he was completely inside the ship and disappeared from Mayer's sight.

"Your Dominator Lord, the other party has rejected our demands."

Iggs knelt before the Mechanical throne, head bowed, his voice now tinged with anger. "I believe we should immediately unleash the wrath of Omnissiah upon them, and Sacred Arbiter Lance Array, so they will understand the meaning of awe!"

"The use of the Divine Annihilation Protocol is permitted."

Alvin, seated on the Mechanical throne, said expressionlessly, "May the Omnissiah's flames purify this heresy."

You've been given too much leeway; do you really think you can do it all by yourself?!