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The actual internal volume of the ocean-going transport ship of Karba Double-Blade Hawthorne is much larger than the surface.

These Kalba Ocean Shipping Ships utilize cutting-edge space technology. In addition to its huge volume of more than 100 kilometers, the actual internal space is equivalent to a giant city!

Therefore, its cost is no less than that of an interstellar cruiser.

Now these dozens of ocean-going transport ships are filled with innocent civilians arrested from all over Quinn, and the accumulated number exceeds 10 billion! Each transport ship is filled with hundreds of millions of people!

Such a huge population has filled almost every transport ship with every floor of cargo warehouse.

Each floor of the warehouse and every fence is densely packed with people. Such a crowded and dense scene looks like a livestock cart about to be sent to the slaughterhouse.

The emotions of despair and depression are conveyed in everyone's heart, and panic is devouring everyone's heart. Crying sounds, crying sounds, and even wailing sounds of being tortured by hunger, thirst, and pain are rising one after another in the entire warehouse, and there are endless noise.

"Hey! Where are you going to catch us? Let us go soon! I am a noble Quinn, and I have the right to ask for your superiors!"

A Quinn man with a mechanically modified arm stood on the edge of a guardrail, shaking the fence frantically.

He could not imagine that the Quinns, who had always been pampered, would be treated like this. These Karbas need slaves and could capture those low-level races. Why did even the Quinns arrest them together?

Haven’t the Quinn civilization and the Karba civilization been friendly neighbors since then? At least in name.

"Go to your mother! Noisy!"

A powerful soldier with Kalba blood walked forward and smashed Quinn's face with a gun, causing his nose to break and blood to gush.

"In the eyes of us, the inferior species, you are no different from the mice in the sewer! Let me listen to you! If anyone quarrels again, I will take him to feed the biochemical beast!"

The Karba soldier scolded fiercely. Although he was just a low-level soldier in the Karba civilization, his authority and status were far beyond people's imagination.

In the Kalba civilization, there are only a very small number of people with Kalba blood. However, as long as they have Kalba blood, they will be superior upper nobles within the scope of the influence of this civilization.

This is particularly prominent in the army.

For example, the Karba soldier in front of him controls hundreds of thoughtless genetic warriors alone.

On average, eight to ten Karba soldiers, as well as the genetic warriors they control, are guarding a slave who is imprisoned with a population of 100,000.

This shows that the status of an ordinary Karba soldier is probably not even comparable to that of a second lieutenant in other civilizations.

The area finally became quiet due to the shouting of Karba soldiers.

Among the transport ships that imprison many civilians, the Karba soldiers are undoubtedly absolute authority. In the slave bar they are under the supervision of, they control the life and death of all slaves, and they can basically do whatever they want.

In the past three days, there have been no idea how many things have happened around this guardrail, such as traitor, lewd, and shameless things.

If there is any resistance, the biochemical warriors beside them will immediately kill the rebels, and then drag them all the way into the cold storage to seal them like poultry.

What can innocent civilians who are unarmed and desperate in the face of these atrocities? Not to mention resisting, they are not even qualified to insult and complain.

It has long become a norm to dare to be angry but not speak up.

"Mom, I'm hungry..."

A little green-skinned boy from Quinn III held back tears and shivered in his mother's arms.

The mother who saved almost all her food rations for her children was already weak, but she tried hard to open her eyes and comforted her: "Be good, I will be able to eat in a while. Come to my mother's arms for a while, and she will not be hungry when she falls asleep."

The little boy wiped his tears and hugged his mother obediently. But how could he sleep when he was hungry and thirsty? It was just that the little boy was very sensible and just endured it himself.

Seeing this, some old people around him shook their heads and sighed, and were heartbroken.

But what can they do?

At this moment, no matter what planet the people around them come from or what race they belong to, they only have one label, the victim of the Kalba civilization.

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At this time, a little Quinn girl wearing mechanical hairpins was snuggling beside a Quinn woman in the crowded crowd.

These two are the little girl Elsa who was captured here together on Quinn's mother planet, and Quinn's alternate saint Bolin Shirley.

Since following Shirley, little Elsa has become strong and sensible. She has never complained whether she is hungry or cold.

But just now, little Elsa witnessed a violent atrocity again. She couldn't help but look back at the candidate saint who seemed to be closing her eyes and meditating: "Sister Shirley, when will my Lord Guangming come to save us? Elsa misses her mother."

"Here, my Lord's oracle has arrived!"

The candidate Saint Bolin Shirley slowly opened her eyes, and a fire of hope began to rise rapidly in her eyes.

"Little Elsa, stay here obediently, I will pass on the oracle of my Lord to everyone."

Bolin Shirley patted the little girl Elsa on the shoulder and then stood up from the crowd.

Little Elsa immediately nervously grabbed Shirley's corner of her clothes. At such a time when everyone is in danger, it would be a very dangerous thing if anyone dared to stand up.

However, the candidate Saint Bolin Shirley, looked firm and did not feel any timid.

The little girl Elsa looked at Shirley's eyes and finally let go of her hand that grabbed the corner of her clothes.

But in the next scene, the little girl Elsa also stood up slowly and said firmly in her humid voice: "Sister Shirley, I, I also believe in my Lord of Light..."

Shirley looked at Elsa with great satisfaction: "Little Elsa is also a devout believer of my Lord. My sister will take you to pass on the oracle together."

"Yeah!" Elsa nodded heavily, and a firm belief called faith had already taken root in her heart.

In the crowd, the alternate saint Bolin Shirley shouted in her solemn and pure voice: "People, please listen to me!"

"My Lord has descended the oracle. Now please pray with me and welcome the redemption of my Lord with the most pious faith!"

"Believe in my Lord, and you will be saved!"

These firm shouts, like a spark that can set off a prairie fire, constantly convey hope and faith to the hearts of every civilian in despair and panic.

The vast number of innocent civilians in the slave bar looked up at the candidate saint standing in front of them. In this desperate moment, the God of Light seemed to have become the last hope in their hearts.

So one civilian after another began to learn from the appearance of the believers around him, kneeled down on the ground respectfully, and prayed the most piously to the supreme God of Light in their hearts.

More than just this slave bar.

The alternate saint of Quinn III, Yudula Carrie; the alternate saint of Quinn V, Eva Bella; and the alternate saints of Quinn V who were captured and actively entered the transport ship, the alternate priests, and the trainee knights, all passed the oracles they received to every innocent civilian around them.

In a blink of an eye, a grand missionary activity began to spread across every slave railing, every floor of the warehouse, and even every ocean transport ship.

The power of faith generated by these common prayers of up to tens of billions of people is also amazing. They are like beacons, marking clear coordinates for the God of Light in the universe.

However, this scene fell into the eyes of the surrounding Karba soldiers guards, but it became a ridiculous act of slipping around the world.

"Hahaha, look at these stupid inferiors, are they still worshiping God?"

"The civilizations of the divine system are indeed some uncivilized fools!"

"Puchi~ Haha, that's right. That God of Light, when you see the symbol of our Karba civilization, you will probably take a detour!"

"Hehehehe, it's better to worship me than to worship God of Light. I can at least let you reach the land of Kalba alive!"

One soldier after another of Kalba blood was sneering without any scruples.

In their opinion, gods are just higher-level living organisms with higher evolution. What is the difference between them and their senior generals of Karba?

You should know that their Karba civilization is the most powerful overlord in this star cluster, a god-type civilization that is not far away, how could it save these people in front of you?

However, the alternate Saint Bolin Shirley, who brought everyone's prayers, and many other members of the Holy See, seemed to have not heard it.

The many innocent civilians at the scene also ignored all the ridicule of the outside world, and all the spirits and beliefs were transformed into the most devout prayer under the leadership of these Holy See members.

These scenes turned a blind eye to the deaf ears, completely angering the surrounding Karba soldiers.

"Hey! Shut me up! Shut me up!"

"And you, you are the one who is the one who is so slut. Sit down for me quickly!"

"Can't you hear it? Your ears are deaf?"

The rebukes of Karlbu soldiers, Quinn's alternate Saint Bolin Shirley, always ignored them, which annoyed the Karlbu soldiers outside the fence.

"A bastard, seeking death!" Outside the fence, the ignored soldier Carlba raised the stun gun in his hand and was about to shoot at Bolin Shirley.

Let’s teach this leader a painful lesson first. Should the remaining civilians be kept silent?

However.

Just as the Karba soldier was about to pull the trigger, a dazzling golden holy light suddenly lit up above the slave railing.

At the same time, a majestic and solemn sacred power surged around like a tide.

"What, what's going on?"

The Karba soldier suddenly felt a slap in his heart.

In a panic, he had not had time to react, but saw a cluster of solemn and dazzling sacred lights lit up above the slave railings around him.

In fact, what happened at this time is much more than that.

Not only this place, holy light appeared, but every Kalba transport ship and every floor of the cargo warehouse were shining with sacred light.

The dazzling holy light almost illuminated the entire warehouse, and the solemn pressure shocked the hearts of almost every Karba soldier.

"What, what's the situation?"

"What are these?"

Under this sacred pressure of the vast sea and heavy mountains, those Karba soldiers were beating wildly and their breathing was almost stagnant.
To be continued...