From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Shortly after.

The 3rd defense formation, headed by the CSO-class super-heavy aircraft carrier, has a total of more than a hundred warships of all levels, surrounding Xiandel's fleet.

Judging from the visual effects to the naked eye, Xiandel's Holy Light Supporter and four 300-meter-long CRS-class ships are simply "insignificant" in front of a CSO-class aircraft carrier.

At this time, a "fork"-shaped Undead transport plane sailed out of the hangar of the Holy Light Advocate.

In addition, the CSO-class aircraft carrier also released a large number of "beetle"-like Enchantress fighter jets to act as escort and escort for the Undead.

This flying formation broke away from the battleship group and headed straight for the Celestial Level City of Charity.

It soon sailed through the dark space that was empty except for the Covenant warships, arrived at the top of the "rhizome" of the giant mushroom, and sailed into the air valve area of ​​Port 6.

The fixed defense guns at the port instantly locked onto the Undead transport aircraft, while the Enchantress fighter formation turned around and evacuated from the left and right, heading back towards the CSO-class aircraft carrier.

After all the beauties had evacuated, the air valve area released a force field of purple light, forcibly taking over the control of the Undead transport aircraft, causing it to slowly translate and gradually approach the berthing deck.

Inside the cabin of the Revenant;

"A cowardly bastard, haha."

An elite guard with orange armor looked at the battle outside through the holographic porthole, his eyes and tone were full of disdain.

If it were in the past, they would have felt that the sanctuary was strictly guarded and it was natural for pilgrims to come here to undergo inspections from all sides.

But now it seems that it is purely because the prophet is scared to death.

Also, before they learned the truth through Sui Yang, they launched countless wars of extermination because of what the prophet said: "They are traitors!" and "They are blasphemous heretics!"

Without their elite clan, the Prophet would not have been able to consolidate his current dominance.

Even so, separatist forces within the Star Alliance still emerge one after another.

Although they had objections and doubts, when the prophet came up with the rhetoric that "violating the will of God is detrimental to the glory", they finally chose to remain silent.

However, when the Covenant absorbed the Jiralhanae tribe, the Jiralhanae, those guys began to gradually take over their positions.

They range from the captain of a combat team to the supreme commander of a fleet.

Therefore, the already bad relationship between them and the Jiralhanae has deteriorated again and again, evolving into a state of competition and hostility.

If it were in the past, no other race could shake their elite status except the prophets.

No matter how politically obtuse the elites are, most senators and fleet commanders can detect that the Prophet is intentionally conniving with the Jiralhanae, causing conflict between them.

After all, the prophet himself has no fighting ability, and even the Grunts can kill him.

This resulted in the Prophets being highly dependent on the protection provided by the elites, and also caused the Covenant's grassroots soldiers to only consider the elites as their superiors.

The point that binds the elite to obey the prophet is the illusory "glory". If the elite realizes that the pilgrimage is a lie, then the religious dynasty established by the prophet family will collapse.

Therefore, the appearance of the Jiralhanae allowed the Prophet to find the best chess piece to maintain the balance of power.

They are also a fighting race, and the average IQ and EQ of Jiralhanae are even lower. In layman's terms, they are "ape-men" on the borderline between civilization and beasts.

Even though the Jiralhanae are far inferior to the elites in terms of fleet command capabilities, this is enough.

On the other hand, the elite did not consider violently eliminating dissidents and eradicating the Jiralhanae that threatened their status. Instead, they wanted to prove to the prophet that they were true warriors through more results and meritorious deeds.

Think now

They seem to be quite "stupid" too.

"Pay attention to your own emotions." After hearing the complaints from his subordinates, Xiandel reminded:

"No matter what I say later, you will just shut up. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

Hearing this, all the guards nodded in agreement.

Boom--boom--!

Suddenly, the landing gear made contact with the metal deck.

Swish—shua—!

The two hatches on the outside of the "fork" were opened, allowing Siander and his twenty guards to leave the cabin and arrive at the atmospheric, gravity-rich landing pad.

Hundreds of Glory guards holding plasma beam spears and wearing expensive armor have been waiting here for a long time.

These glorious guards who serve the prophet and are elite masters of swordsmanship and spearmanship have never regarded the Jiralhanae as a threat.

Glory guards born from noble families receive rigorous training from their families since their birth until they become the number one person beside the prophet.

Logically speaking, no one can challenge its status, glory and power.

And a guard captain wearing armor and a red cloak walked up to Xiander, with a slight contempt in his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Captain Luo Size, according to the canon of the Holy Scriptures, you are not allowed to carry any weapons.

Also, please hand over the important items you mentioned to our glorious guards for safekeeping. "

"no problem."

Siander took the lead in removing the plasma sword hilt attached to his lower back and the silver metal cube the size of a table tennis ball, and handed them to the captain of the guard.

Seeing this, the twenty guards standing behind Xiander also handed over their plasma light spears and sword hilts to the glory guards surrounding them.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Please come with me."

As the captain of the guard spoke, he waved his hand to let his cloak flutter, and walked straight into the City of Charity.

Siander and his guards, escorted by the glory guards, passed through the gate and came to the corridor where the walls and floor tiles were all painted purple.

Afterwards, they took the suspended train, sailed on the edge of the City of Charity, and arrived at the prison area where serious criminals were held.

Leave the train.

Enter the prison area.

While walking in the aisle between cells——

"Look, isn't this the lofty Sangheili?"

"Skinny guys, tsk tsk, what a pity the armor you are wearing."

Xiondel and other "people" were ridiculed by Jiralhanae beasts who violated dogma or had physical conflicts with elites.

"Ow!"

Several guards responded with an unhappy growl.

"Don't pay attention to those scum." The guard captain said:

"They are about to impose the death penalty. They are all going to die anyway."

Although the captain looked down on Xiandel for leaving his post without permission, he was still of the same race no matter what, so when faced with the Jiralhanae's provocation, he naturally felt for Xiandel and the others.

As he spoke, the guard captain personally unlocked the beam gate of a large cell, turned around and continued:

"Please wait here until the Supreme Council convenes."

"Thanks for the guidance, man!"

Siander walked into the cell with a smile, then randomly picked a fixed bed, took off his helmet and lay down.

The twenty guards also imitated their commander and walked into the cell one after another without saying anything to the Glory Guards.