"Warriors of the Heavenly People!"
Xi Yan stood at the foot of the ninety-nine steps. A vast throng of Holy Guard warriors knelt inside the fan-shaped exhibition hall, all clad in golden armor.
He announced with great enthusiasm, "The Heavenly People Holy Guardian Empire and the Sea of Stars Most Holy Human Empire share the same roots. Thus, I likewise regard you as my loyal warriors!"
"Loyalty!!!"
Below the steps, the Holy Guard warriors, who had just experienced Xi Yan's divine psionic power for the first time, roared in unison, their eyes burning with fervor.
"I am Zarqlan's chosen. We carry on the Great Prophet's mission, repaying his kindness for all eternity!"
"Kindness!!!"
The debt of gratitude they owed Zarqlan accrued interest upon interest. Even a thousand lifetimes, ten thousand lifetimes, would never be enough to repay it!
The zealots' eyes instantly reddened as they roared.
"Sacred glory, a great legacy! We are one, and the Sea of Stars shall ultimately submit!"
"One!!!"
When the Empress turned around, she saw a scene of utter pandemonium: Xi Yan was freely radiating his mind-influencing psionics, casually brainwashing the elite soldiers she had brought along.
Then these loyal Holy Guard warriors began fervently chanting about loyalty, gratitude, and unity, their minds filled with Zarqlan's mission and the glory of the Human Empire.
It's over!
"Cast out the false sovereign and enthrone the holy emperor! Only His Majesty Emperor Xi Yan can make humanity great again!"
This cry suddenly rang out from the crowd.
Oh no! The Empress snapped her gaze toward the voice, but all she could see was a crowd of Holy Guard warriors with fanatical eyes.
"Cast out the false sovereign and enthrone the holy emperor!"
Then wave after wave of ever-louder cries resounded through the exhibition hall.
The Sacred Guard