Three VIP Carriages carried the Volunteer team, twenty-four people in total, to the hillside outside the barrier.
Two altars had already been set up here, surrounded by personnel from the Sealed Space Office. As Kallen and the others stepped out, they activated the altars.
Soon, black voids appeared above both altars. Then a white cloak and the phantom of a harp slowly descended, radiating milky-white and blue light respectively.
"Minister Kallen, please."
"Yes. Go on up."
Kallen waved, signaling everyone to line up and step onto the altars.
After standing on an altar for a short while, a white or blue mark would appear on their palms. This was a divine artifact's blessing, stored until needed, when stimulating the mark would release it.
Richard asked in puzzlement, "Why don't we just use the divine artifacts' power to blast our way in?"
Neo teased, "So you want to blow up a cesspit for fun?"
"Uh, then why not just let us take the divine artifacts inside?"
Neo laughed. "What a generous gentleman you are. Three divine artifacts inside aren't enough, so you want to send in more?"
"Ah, I understand."
"So you didn't listen to a single thing during the briefing? It's divinity pollution. Did you think it was a gas leak?"
"Uh, I was too excited earlier and didn't take much in. Anyway, I just need to follow orders once we're inside."
"You should've said so. You could've joined me for a drink."
Neo went up with an arm around Richard's shoulders, and Kallen followed them.
Everything went normally at the altar holding the white cloak, and a white mark appeared on his right palm. But when Kallen passed through the blue-lit altar holding the harp, he heard a gentle woman's voice beside his ear:
"The plan is still being