The Empire moved remarkably fast.
Only a few days after Elizabeth reported to Fog City, large quantities of "holy water" arrived at the Lun Mine.
Along with it came a fully armed military force-and, just as Li Wei expected, he spotted Henry among them.
Of course, no one had been idle in the days before the Empire arrived. The fat priest had spent every day in the church, praying and making holy water, and had lost nearly ten pounds. When Li Wei saw him again, the red robe that had once stretched tight around him had become loose.
Although he looked a little haggard, the priest was brimming with excitement. After all, he had probably believed in the Holy Lord his entire life, and this was his first time witnessing the Holy Lord's power firsthand.
Incidentally, most of the holy water the priest made had been used on the patients within the first thirty levels. Elizabeth had found a way to atomize the rest and pump it directly into every level through the ventilation ducts-an underground mine certainly couldn't do without those.
Li Wei had also found time to go down and take a look. Most people's symptoms had eased, although inhaling it wasn't as effective as direct injections. Of course, that also had something to do with how little holy water they had used.
After all, the Lun Mine didn't produce the stuff, and saline solution wasn't something you could get just anywhere.
"Long time no see, Captain."
As soon as Henry arrived, he sought out Li Wei to report in.
"The Royal Navy's 13th Marine Corps, reporting for duty."
"You already know the situation?"
"Of course. That's why they sent us."
Henry nodded. Naturally, they had come to wipe out all the risen dead still roaming the lower