Li Yao felt that his soul had been stretched into a glittering thread infinitely.
The thread was rushing in the four-dimensional space, covering billions of lightyears in the blink of an eye. It danced among the planets, stars, stone belts, and illusions of nebulae, getting further and further away from his body.
In the end, he could not tell whether he was jumping in the sea of stars or sinking deeper and deeper in the ocean anymore.
His vision was deprived at first, and the colorful flashes turned into chaos. Then, even the vague sense of light was gone.
Then, there were sounds. The voices of human beings, the tides of radiation from the stars, and the noises of the universe. Everything was reduced to nothingness.
In the end, the subtle senses of his soul and his skin were all gone under the pressure that was more and more sticky and chaotic.
There was barely any information that could let him confirm that he was still alive.
Spending a second in this environment of absolute silence was equivalent to spending a hundred years in the Nine Nether Underworld.
Despite the firmness of Li Yao's soul, it was soon too much for him to bear and was on the verge of collapse.
Thankfully, he had already fallen to the bottom of the ocean at this moment.
The narrow, long line of light that connected dozens of Sectors shivered slightly and constricted into a tiny spot of light again. The senses that he had just lost were slightly restored, allowing him to distinguish the feeble light and the intense spiritual energy ripples around him.
Li Yao knew that he had arrived at his destination.
Judging from the collisions of spiritual energy around him, he was certain that his soul had successfully jumped to the Thick Soil Sector. Only in a battle zone such as the Thick Soil Sector, where the people of the Holy League and the people of the Imperium launched interferences, such intense ripples were left in the space zone.
The ripples were his beacon, but they also caused serious interference to the form of his soul that he was barely maintaining. He had to seize every second to find a 'sunspot', a 'haven' that was enough for his soul to rest temporarily.
Ahead of him was "Black Castle", the main planet of the Thick Soil Sector.
Although the brains of most of the people of the Holy League were lifeless wells, they were intelligent lives after all. When their vitality fields were gathered, they were still burning like torches.
Besides, a lot of soldiers and colonists of the Imperium had not evacuated yet. They had been captured by the Holy League and caged in the concentration camps. They had not been brainwashed and still maintained their intense feelings, which provided the clearest guidance for Li Yao.
Li Yao darted to Black Castle and scanned the sunspot closest to him.
"An ignorant young man with a high position, strong logical thinking abilities, who can be communicated normally but is gullible …"
Li Yao murmured to himself. The requirement to be possessed by a ghost was really high.
Right now, he did not have normal senses. Naturally, it was impossible for him to find a target that was 100% identical.
He could only rely on his intuition and luck as he dove into one of the brightest spots of light in the colorful flames!
..
On Black Castle in the Thick Soil Sector, New Joy City, or rather, the ruins that used to be called "New Joy City".
Emotionlessly, Thangka glanced at the dilapidated walls and the skyscrapers that were still intact but blackened by fire and smoke.
Even though she occasionally glanced at the decayed and withered remains of the Imperium people, the fourteen-year-old young man's eyes did not change at all, as if he were looking at broken machines that should've been scrapped.
On the surface, Thangka was no different from her classmates. They were all expressionless like machines and wearing gray anti-epidemic suits. They barely had any distinguishing features and looked like gray tombstones. They were all so obedient, loyal, and pure.
However, below the frozen lake, a tiny bit of vitality was still brewing. At this moment, subtle ripples were spreading out in Thangka's heart.
Thangka knew that she shouldn't be proud.
Pride led to arrogance, and arrogance, jealousy, laziness, greed, gluttony, and fury were all traps that the extraterrestrial devils used to lure human beings. They were all incurable crimes.
Once she was haunted by her pride and fell deeper and deeper, she would end up as a slave of the extraterrestrial devils, just like the ignorant, befuddled people of the Imperium.
However, Thangka could not help but release a tiny bit of pride from the depths of her heart that she had almost sealed.
Thangka tried to hold her head high and look forward like her classmates, searching for their target carefully. However, she couldn't help but glance at the badge on the left side of her chest again and again.
It was an oval-shaped badge. The main body of the badge was a highly abstract brain. Three rays of dazzling light shone down from above, illuminating the brain, making it crystal clear, pure, and flawless.
It was the badge of the Holy Light Academy.
But that was not all.
At the bottom of the badge, there were four black tentacles that were intertwined with each other. At first glance, they were trying to pry into the pure, sparkling brain.
The black tentacles symbolized the temptation, corruption, and corruption that the evil forces, namely the extraterrestrial devils and the devilish people of the Imperium under the control of the extraterrestrial devils, had launched.
It meant that the students who wore the 'Holy Light Battle Badge' were going through a very dangerous real-life trial to test whether or not they could resist the scourge of the extraterrestrial devils and the devilish people of the Imperium and become real 'Purgers of Holy Light'.
Thangka had every reason to be proud.
Although he wasn't a "Connate Seed", the almost perfect super elite that had been purified and adjusted artificially when they were still embryos, he had the bloodline of a "Connate Seed". His father's side of the family and his mother's side of the family were all "Connate Seeds".
He was a descendant of the 'Congenital Seeds'. His parents' faith was firm, and they had never been corrupted by the extraterrestrial devils. It meant that Thangka had been born with a very high 'purity value', which ranked among the top in the social hierarchy of the Holy League. Therefore, he was entitled to more abundant resources and better education, including the advanced thinking abilities and self-awareness. Of course, it also increased the risk of him being exposed to the corruption of the extraterrestrial devils.
That could be seen from Thangka's name.
Different from the 'worker bees' and the 'soldier bees' at the bottom level, Thangka's name was not followed by a serial number, which meant that there were not many people like him. Although it was not certain that there were no other 'Thangka' in the entire Holy League, the Ultimate Benevolence Masters would certainly take good care of them and distinguish the differences between every 'Thangka'.
Even so, even if he had a pure and loyal bloodline, even if he had lived together with other "Sons of Holy Light" with extremely high purity values since birth, without any distractions, and received the harshest training, those who could truly enter the "Holy Light Academy" were still as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns. Not to mention, after going through three years of the most arduous and dangerous training in the "Holy Light Academy", he still didn't get eliminated, and finally reached the step of the "Actual Combat Trial"!
That was the final test.
As long as he passed the trial, he would become a real 'Purger', or even a member of the Ultimate Benevolence race!
Thangka barely dreamed, because his mentors had told him countless times that uncontrollable dreams were the scourge of the extraterrestrial devils. One moment of carelessness, and their pure, flawless souls would be corrupted by the dreams, and they would step into the dark abyss step by step.
However, Thangka swore that he could swear to his mentors, to his director, to the Ultimate Benevolence Masters, and even to the gods of the Pangu that even if he did dream occasionally, it was always the scenes where he became a glorious and sacred 'Purger', slaying the devils and serving the gods of the Pangu better.
The 'Purgers' were a rather special troop class in the Holy League. Or rather, they were the closest to the extraterrestrial devils.
Holy Light above, under the protection of the gods of the Pangu and the leadership of the Ultimate Benevolence Masters, the devilish kingdoms such as the Imperium of True Human Beings were all weak and vulnerable. They were no match for the Holy League in a head-on battle at all.
However, the sordid, cunning extraterrestrial devils had more than one way to corrupt people. The land that had been corrupted by extraterrestrial devils often had extremely intense traces of emotions and desires left behind, as well as all kinds of useless and dangerous things that were condensed by the emotions.
The food, wine, beautiful clothes, cosmetics, dazzling toys, exciting entertainment products, and almost all the works of art that the people of the Imperium described were not only a waste of precious resources, but they could also easily trigger the sins deep inside human beings' heart, such as' jealousy, fury, gluttony, arrogance ', and so on.
Those things were all the traps of the extraterrestrial devils.
Once the regular people of the Holy League, the 'worker bees' and the 'soldier bees' who did not have the ability to distinguish, got in touch with those things, they might be attracted by those things. Even if they were not infected into devilish people, their work and fighting efficiency would be affected, and the stability of the whole society would be affected.
Therefore, every time the army of the Holy League conquered a new planet of the Imperium, before sending out a large batch of 'worker bees' and 'vanguards' to rebuild and defend the planet, the army of the Holy League had to send out a 'purge troop' to completely purge all the things that the people of the Imperium left on the planet.
Thorough purging was not as simple as burning everything. The resources in the universe were rare and precious. As the slaves of the gods of the Pangu, the people of the Holy League did not have the right to waste even a drop of resources. As long as there was 1% recycling value, they had to be recycled and made contributions to the sacred mission.
Therefore, the Purgers had to be capable of identifying the items of the Imperium and determining the danger level of the items of the Imperium. They had to know which items could be directly supplied to the people of the Holy League after being sterilized, which dangerous items could be dismantled and shipped to the factories according to their categories, and which extremely dangerous items had to be destroyed on the spot without being seen by the 'soldier bees' and the 'worker bees'.
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