So You Were the Ones Who Provoked Them All Along?!

One strike from the Light Lance, and not a blade of grass remains!

This is no exaggeration. As the most threatening and devastating weapon of destruction in the Imperium of Man navy, even the "Emperor-class Titan" pales in comparison!

If it weren't for the fact that the CEC headquarters in the North American division had research data on the "Divine Seal," Alvin wouldn't have minded uprooting this "malignant tumor" from the very beginning.

Seeing the four islands shattered in an instant, the tsunami submerging several square kilometers, and the churning lava and rising black rocks creating a scene resembling Hell, the CEC company executives and the United Government were immediately terrified.

What's going on?

A country can be wiped out in the blink of an eye?!

At this moment, inside the Spaceport.

The staff, including Meyer, had long lost their previous arrogance; their faces were now filled with dejection and fear.

His eyes were filled with horror.

Just because of one sentence—a country, hundreds of millions of people, and hundreds of years of history—it all vanished completely in the tsunami and lava.

The destructive power displayed by the Light Lance far exceeded their imagination. Such a terrifying weapon could probably wipe out all of humanity on Earth in no time, right?

Is this what an "Imperium" is?!

"This, this is—your so-called plan?!" Meyer's lips were pale, his pupils trembling slightly. He turned and glared at the advisors, who considered themselves intelligent and elite humans. "This is the result you wanted, is this it?!"

The staff members were gripped by fear; they trembled like quails, wishing they could bury their heads in the ground.

Although they were authorized by the CEC and the United Government, they are also the culprits behind all of this!

"We... we didn't know it would turn out like this!" The staff officer cried, his voice trembling slightly. "It shouldn't be like this, the negotiations... it shouldn't be like this..."

This is far too different from what they had imagined the negotiations to be like!

A single disagreement can destroy national prestige!

This is no "Imperium" at all, it's clearly extremist terrorists!

No, compared to them, terrorists are probably as kind as honest people!

These people are terrifying!

"You have ten seconds to consider." Iggs's cold voice dragged them back from their fear to the chilling reality. "In one minute, we will execute the second wave of the 'Holy Annihilation' agreement, this time it will be ten countries, next time it will be one hundred—until you agree."

That hoarse voice, seemingly mixed with mechanical and electronic sounds, contained an unwavering resolve.

Iggs, who was usually stern and unsmiling, looked at everyone and suddenly let out a cold laugh, which made the staff and Mayer present feel a sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts and a chill that seeped into their bones.

Of course!

The deep red light emanating from Iggs's mechanical Cybernetic eye seemed to reflect a vast, churning ocean of blood.

A palpable aura of Blood Qi emanated from them, shaking everyone to their core. "If even a hundred nations cannot sway your resolve, then it can only prove that you are no ordinary heretics. At this point, we must strike hard and issue the 'Extermination Order'."

Extermination Order?

This name doesn't sound like a good thing.

Meyer and his staff felt a chill run down their spines, knowing the other party was no joke. If they couldn't get a response within ten seconds, a new wave of extermination awaited them!

"No, Your Excellency Iggs, please wait!" Meyer cried out in alarm, "We need to apply for permission, please give us a little more time!"

One minute—not even enough time to communicate!

"Turn down."

Iggs's unyielding tone plunged Meyer into despair, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. "Your foolish actions..."

"You have already disappointed the esteemed Dominator Lord Valshius, so this time you only have one minute. The countdown begins now."

He casually instructed the Servitor Skull behind him to begin calculating the time.

59, 58, 57...

Looking at the mechanically modified object that resembled a human head, the countdown sounded like the death knell.

Meyer panicked completely, a mixture of rage and terror washing over him. He turned and roared at the still-dazed staff officers, "Why aren't you going? Hurry up! Do you want to see ten countries destroyed?!"

The staff, as if waking from a dream, rushed back in a panic, shouting to the United Government and the CEC to report the situation.

The CEC and the United Government reacted extremely quickly, almost in perfect unison. After witnessing the power of the Light Lance, they immediately sent their demands to the Spaceport.

They are willing to surrender unconditionally!

That's how politicians are. They don't mind sending tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of troops to fight the enemy to the death, but they will definitely care about their own lives.

Clearly, the destructive power of the Light Lance has made these shameless politicians, who not long ago were clamoring that they would rather die than surrender, finally realize the reality.

Resistance?

That's impossible!

Soldiers can be recruited again if they die, but if they die, won't all the wealth and glory be gone?

Thus, the United Government and the CEC swiftly surrendered, completely abandoning their so-called bottom line and no longer upholding any claims of human race or civilization. Their obsequious behavior was truly laughable.

Upon receiving the news, the staff officers were so eager to rush back and report it that they practically crawled and scrambled with all their might.

"We surrender!"

"We surrender!"

They swore they had never experienced anything like it in their lives, running and shouting surrender, nearly losing their breath.

"10, 9, 8.-..."

However, the countdown continues.

Meyer panicked. He rushed forward in terror, trying to stop the countdown from the Servitor Skull: "No, stop counting! We've already surrendered!"

Before he could even touch the Servitor Skull, he was struck in the leg bone by the gear-shaped iron staff, causing him to tumble and fall, his face scraping hard against the deck.

Iggs remained standing, his gaze cold and silent as he watched Mayer lying on the ground, surrounded by the death countdown of the Servitor Skull.

3, 2, 1...

"We surrender!!"

Filled with deep fear, Meyer mustered all his strength, veins bulging on his forehead and neck, and shouted those words.

Finally, the countdown stopped.

Iggs lowered his head, his gaze like a sharp blade, tearing apart Mayer's pride and dignity. "This is the first and the last time—please remember the name of Valshius, remember the grace of the Emperor and the Dominator Lord."

They have forgiven—your sins.

Meyer was panting heavily, his clothes soaked with cold sweat. He knew very well that this guy had never intended to keep his promise.

In other words, Iggs genuinely wanted to continue implementing the "Holy Annihilation" agreement, but was ultimately prevented from doing so!

And what stopped him was undoubtedly the "Dominator Lord" that the Tech-Priest spoke of.

At this moment, Meyer's pride and self-esteem had been utterly shattered and trampled underfoot. He was as insignificant as dust, his head bowed, tears streaming down his face: "Thank you—the great Emperor and Dominator Lord— "

He didn't know who the Emperor was or who the Dominator Lord was, but he had to do it!

Iggs snorted coldly.

In fact, it was he who acted on his own initiative just now. These audacious heretics dared to Dominator Lord's mercy.

To treat something as nothing and yet dare to challenge it is a violation of the Imperium's laws!

If we don't give them the necessary shock, won't they just ignore the Dominator Lord's orders again in the future?

He must make these people understand what reverence and fear are, and make them remember them deeply!

"Very good."

Iggs took a half step forward, looking down at Mayer kneeling on the ground, and said coldly, "Now, I don't care what methods you use, send all the information about the 'Divine Seal,' including the fragments, here. If this machine discovers it within seventy-two hours, your possession of it will result in the destruction of your nation!"

The seemingly casual words "annihilation of a nation" felt like a heavy hammer blow to Mayer's heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, how could Meyer not guess the reason for their sudden misfortune?

A fierce, obsessive, and almost tangible killing intent had already been revealed in his eyes.

So it turns out it was CEC who brought this trouble. These damned cancers, it's time for them to pay the price for their arrogance!

Soon, the Scouring began.

The CEC leadership and members of the XX cult were all exposed by the indignant and furious United Government, including the people and the military.