He shouted loudly, but it had little effect! The hurricane was still raging. This situation was somewhat beyond Qin Xiaoxia's expectations. He could only continue to try to communicate in a cold sweat.
The World Mother's personality is obviously more eccentric than the Sage had imagined, if She has such an attribute as personality.
Fortunately, the worst situation did not happen. The secret realm of the association's headquarters was not broken, and the external celestial phenomenon did not turn into a natural disaster. After Qin Xiaoxia continued to tremble in fear for more than ten minutes, it finally gradually weakened and dissipated.
This sudden change in the celestial phenomena came and went quickly, and its impact was not very wide, being limited to the Qingzhen area.
Of course, it also caused a certain amount of casualties, such as car accidents caused by astronomical phenomena, but overall it was not a big problem.
However, having just experienced the Tide of Darkness and the dangerous period not yet over, people are extremely sensitive to changes in celestial phenomena.
The atmosphere at the Qingzhen Command Post of the Yuecheng garrison was already tense.
The sounds of equipment communications, inquiry communications from superior units, communications from subordinate departments requesting instructions... are constantly summarized here.
"Command center, the changes in the celestial phenomena have basically disappeared. Repeat, the changes in the celestial phenomena have basically disappeared!"
"Have all battalions ready for battle, and send out armored vehicles for patrol. Yes, heavier ones!"
The regiment commander on one side was smoking a cigarette, watching the climate changes on the computer screen and asking the combat staff officer beside him.
"Have the superiors given any new instructions? Has the expert team come up with any analysis?"
The operations officer shook his head.
"It's been less than half an hour. The analysis can't be done that quickly. Moreover, this kind of change without any buffer and without any signs, traditional meteorological analysis is almost useless. Our superiors still want us to maintain a state of combat readiness."
"What about the evacuation? No response to our evacuation request?"
"No, the higher-ups said the relevant departments still need to confirm some things before deciding whether to evacuate the 50,000 residents of this generation."
The team leader took another puff, threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stomped it out.
"Confirm it!"
…
"Huh...it's finally over...Uh, Red Banshee, are you okay?"
Qin Xiaoxia wanted to wipe off the non-existent sweat, but found that the Red Banshee's entire body was trembling slightly, as if she was very cold, and her face looked a little unnatural.
"It's okay, it just consumed a lot of energy... Is it okay now?"
This is actually the question Qin Xiaoxia wanted to ask, but he just had no one to ask.
"It's all right now... I think... I hope..."
After saying this, the cell phone in Qin Xiaoxia's pocket suddenly rang. It was Cui Ying calling.
"Hey, what's up?"
At the editorial office on the other side, Cui Ying looked at the information on the computer, refined it, and gave a concise explanation.
"Sage, the Special Security Team asked us if we know what the strange phenomenon in Qingzhen is about, and if there are any threats that we need to pay attention to?"
Sure enough, the group of guys asked Shuguang, and Qin Xiaoxia thought for a while before answering.
"Tell them that we did this accidentally, there's no threat involved, express our apologies, and that's it."
"Okay, I got it."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Xiaoxia shrugged at the Red Witch, as if to say, "As expected."
The Qingzhen garrison headquarters was still filled with a tense atmosphere.
The operator suddenly received an order from his superior, then turned with a strange expression to look at the leaders who were studying the deployment of troops on the electronic sand table.
"Report! According to the superior's instructions, high-level alert has been lifted!"
"Um, ah? Say it again!"
"Report to the commander, the superior has ordered that the high-level alert be lifted and the original military alert status be maintained!"
The team leader took two steps at a time and walked to the communicator.
"Why?"
The signalman shook his head.
“The reason was not stated in the order.”
"Shit! Let me confirm with the division headquarters again, connect me to the division headquarters!"
After two or three minutes, the team leader put down the headset and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Order the troops to enter a high alert state and restore everything to its original state!"
…
In a new alien world whose name is still unknown or even has no name at all, the Qinggele Empire's divine sacrifice project is entering its most tense moment.
In the early morning, the hillside was filled with the roars of animals and the neighing of livestock.
Surrounded by a dozen guards, Heno and Blante, wearing armor and holding swords, were leisurely touring this place filled with the smell of animals and feces.
If I had to describe the smell, it would be like the smell of a dirty pet store with poor hygiene conditions magnified a hundred times.
The laborers and soldiers in charge of the large animal care area at the foot of the mountain have become accustomed to the smell, or perhaps their sense of smell has become somewhat protectively desensitized.
But for some nobles who had just escorted animals here, even though they were often accompanied by animals during the journey, the smell here was already so strong that it pungent, and many people lost their appetite for food.
However, the nobles of Nolan City are not so delicate.
As you move forward, your feet will inevitably feel a little shallow and wet. This is because the animal urine has moistened the mud in the mountains.
"This is simply a huge breeding and slaughterhouse."
Heno whispered as he walked.
Blanty nodded and pointed to some corners where the carcasses of dead animals were piled up.
"Some of them couldn't even make it to the slaughter."
However, the carcasses of wild animals and livestock will not be wasted. They will be chopped up and used directly to feed carnivorous animals. Many butchers are working non-stop.
A soldier wearing exquisite armor suddenly trotted along the mountain path towards Heno and others.
"Gentlemen of Nolan Territory! His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire is about to arrive here, please hurry to greet him!"
Blanche was startled.
Today? Shouldn't there be at least a few more days?
"Got it, we'll be there right away!"
After responding to the messenger, Heno also looked puzzled, and rushed to the other side of the camp entrance with his son and guards.
The emperor of the empire naturally would not pass by the livestock ward. There was a clean and tidy road leading to the simple palace halfway up the mountain and the altar on the top of the mountain, although the smell of animals was unavoidable.
Not counting any soldiers and attendants, the welcoming team still numbered hundreds of people, including nobles and officials.
Since it is officially called a "national sacrifice", there must be a corresponding arrangement.
"Your Majesty has arrived!!!"
“Beep~~~” “Beep~~~~~”
A large group of guards marching forward, accompanied by a type of bugle player.
Vogfude did not ride in a carriage nor use anyone to carry anything. As he was old and frail, he chose to climb the mountain step by step in his military uniform.
Imperial nobles, powerful ministers, royal children... everyone's expressions were respectful and humble, and no one dared to look directly at the emperor's face.
Wogov was filled with awe. He had enjoyed this kind of awe for decades, but it was not enough. There was not enough time and not enough people!
Under the gaze of the courtiers on both sides, he tried his best to control his illness. No matter how uncomfortable he felt, he still appeared to be the tough emperor.
Until he entered the emperor's bedroom in a simple palace, and sat down on a fur chair like he was exhausted...
“Ugh, cough, cough, cough… cough, cough, cough… ugh… cough, cough, cough… ugh…”
Finally, Vogfude couldn't hold back his coughing anymore and started to cough violently, and he couldn't stop for several minutes.
The servants hurriedly prepared medicinal tea, delivered spittoons, and pulled in the charcoal stove...
The old emperor barely stopped coughing when his chest began to hurt severely. Then he suddenly looked up at the eunuchs and a dozen other attendants in the bedroom. His glances at them one by one made the dozen pairs of eyes that were originally filled with concern and worry immediately become silent.
"Send a message to the Master of Ceremonies. As soon as the heat of the Sun Star weakens in the afternoon, begin 'cleaning the altar'!"
His voice was nothing like the full-bodied one he had just used to greet the nobles. Instead, it had a low, hoarse tone.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The eunuch immediately agreed, then nodded to a servant beside him, who immediately trotted out.
The master of ceremonies had anticipated the Emperor's early departure for the altar, and immediately began to make preparations.
Although the entire project is less than halfway completed, the altar is actually very simple in its main structure, apart from the rumored weirdness, and it already has the function of offering sacrifices.
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