377: God is dead, the English princess requests electricity

The nun took off the longsword from her back, placed it aside, and after kneeling on the ground, let out a breath:

"So you are also a Transcendent who has Awakened Transcendent power?"

"That's right, your Qi suddenly appeared on the rooftop just now."

"Before this, I had never sensed your Qi."

"When I pulled you into the shelter, I also felt that your weight was far, far greater than that of an ordinary person."

"Only a Transcendent could possess your kind of weight."

"You came here for..."

Speaking of which, she hesitated for a moment:

"Is it to save those who have fallen into Hell?"

"Those powerful warriors, did you bring them?"

Yang Dian tapped his wristband, instructing Zero to pay attention to the Expeditionary Force warriors and notify him before they encountered any danger, then he spoke:

"Save?"

"If you put it that way, it's not wrong."

"As for those warriors, they are indeed warriors of our Huaxia Expeditionary Force."

After confirming what the nun said, Yang Dian recalled the scene where the nun flew him away earlier.

Although he didn't resist, being able to pull him and fly was not something an ordinary person could do.

At least, a typical Transcendent Realm couldn't do it.

"You, who can lift me, with such heavy weight, must also be a Transcendent, right?"

"What ability have you Awakened?"

The nun shook her head:

"I haven't Awakened Transcendent power."

"My strength is gained by practicing my own will."

Yang Dian looked at the nun with new respect:

"Not power obtained by practicing your Lord's will?"

The nun tilted her head; although her eyes were bound by black silk, Yang Dian could still feel her examining him.

"Our world has no Lord."

"If there were a Lord, how could He watch His lambs sink in suffering?"

"If there were a Lord, why would He not bestow miracles?"

"If there were a Lord, a Lord so indifferent to lambs struggling in Hell, how could He be worthy of my faith?"

"Only one's own will is the true master of the body."

"God has long been replaced by demons; the object of people's prayers is merely the devil formed from their own desires."

Yang Dian gave the Blind Nuns a thumbs-up, even though she couldn't see it.

The nun indeed couldn't see.

So she continued speaking at her own pace:

"Are you warriors from Huaxia?"

"The government did broadcast three days ago that warriors from Huaxia would come to support us; I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly."

"I thought you would be like those old soldiers, taking a week for selection, a week for outfitting, and another week for travel, needing at least three weeks to reach us."

Yang Dian did not respond to the nun's words.

After all, how could Western speed compare to Huaxia speed?

"Where are your government and army? Did they not organize a resistance?"

As he spoke, Yang Dian sensed the already fallen Paris:

"Why does it feel like they surrendered Paris without much resistance?"

"I haven't even seen many traces of war in this city."

The nun said expressionlessly:

"They did abandon Paris."

"If nothing unexpected happens, those nobles are probably hiding in their bunkers, smoking cigars and drinking red wine, then sitting in front of monitors, watching people being massacred."

"Actually, they've long wanted to streamline the common people."

"Last year, if it weren't for your Huaxia announcing the Firefly Bug disaster to the world's nations..."

"They would have eaten the common people like vampires."

"This Machina crisis just happened to suit their intentions."

"Perhaps when enough common people have died, they will emerge from their bunkers."

"At that time, they might engage in battle with the Machina, or they might directly surrender to the Machina."

"Of course, they might also hide in their bunkers for a lifetime."

"Who knows."

No sooner had the nun finished speaking than a hurried sound of running came from outside the rooftop.

Then another nun, with her eyes bound by a black silk ribbon, squeezed into the small shelter:

"Agatha, who is he?"

After asking, the new nun ignored Yang Dian and continued:

"Support from Huaxia has arrived; they dispatched hundreds of Gold-tier warriors to assist us."

"According to the plan, we should take advantage of them drawing most of the Machina's firepower to ambush the Machina's supercomputing centers."

"As long as those three supercomputing centers are destroyed, the combat effectiveness of the Machina around Paris will be reduced by at least half."

Agatha was silent for a moment.

Then she turned to 'look' at Yang Dian:

"Strong one from Huaxia, could you command the warriors you brought to cooperate with our Blind Sisters Order to help us destroy the Machina's supercomputing centers?"

No sooner had Agatha finished speaking than the new nun immediately froze:

"Uh, are you from Huaxia? And are you the Huaxia person who came to support us this time?"

Yang Dian spread his hands at the two Blind Nuns:

"I will not interfere with their actions; if you want help, go discuss it with the Huaxia warriors who came to support you."

"Of course, if you plan to use them as cannon fodder to attract Machina firepower, I have no objection."

The world is dark.

On Earth, even if the warriors were used as cannon fodder, Yang Dian could ensure that they would at most be injured, without suffering casualties.

But if they were on an Alien Planet, a moment of inattention could genuinely lead to death.

It was good to let the warriors adapt first.

The new nun gave a mocking laugh:

"Indeed, just as we thought."

"Your Huaxia came to support us this time precisely to train your warriors."

"You also don't value the lives of common people, no different from those plutocrats and bureaucrats."

"No, no, no." Yang Dian shook his head, indicating that the nun's idea was wrong:

"Since our Huaxia is willing to support you, no matter what our intentions, this is humanitarian aid."

"After all, the common people of France are not our Huaxia citizens."

"When we come, you should be grateful, not mock me here."

Agatha, who was kneeling, stood up and reached out to stop the nun who wanted to continue speaking:

"Eva, he is right."

"The Huaxia warriors who are willing to travel thousands of miles to support us are far stronger than those plutocrats and bureaucrats who only hide in their bunkers."

"For them, we should have a grateful heart."

Saying that, the Blind Nuns first bowed to Yang Dian, then took off the longsword from her back, and stepped out of the shelter:

"Eva, go tell those Huaxia warriors our plan."

"If they are willing to cooperate with us, that would be for the best."

"If they are unwilling to cooperate with us, you should still express your gratitude for their act of coming to our aid."

No sooner had she finished speaking than she transformed into an afterimage, silently disappearing from Yang Dian's sight.

As Agatha left, Eva turned back and 'looked' at Yang Dian with her black cloth-wrapped eyes, let out a soft "hmph," and then also left.

Using his Mental Energy, Yang Dian watched the two Blind Nuns disappear into the sewers and travel far away, then he stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"Gaining power by practicing one's own will?"

"A wondrous power."

"But the cost is sight?"

Just as Yang Dian was pondering, Ya Zi's voice suddenly rang out from Yang Dian's wristband.

"Commander, the Princess of England requests to speak with you."

Yang Dian was startled.

"England? Princess?"

"Artoria, that ahoge with the female novel protagonist vibe?"