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Chapter 1082

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Unexpectedly, the arrival of the second natural enemy caused the atmosphere in the camp to become even more solemn. During this silent meal, no one spoke.

After they finished eating, no one left.

They sat in their chairs and waited quietly.

Lu Jiya, who was in charge of lunch, didn't say anything either. She calmly served everyone tea and fruits before sitting down.

In the unbearable silence, only the general leaned back in his chair and lowered his head indifferently. He took out an aluminum tube from his pocket and skillfully bit off the other end of the cigar. Then, he tilted his head and lit it with a lighter.

Beside his daughter, Chu Hai raised his head and glanced over.

The cigar that just lit up with red light went out silently.

The general frowned and lit it again.

But this time, he couldn't light it up no matter what. When he put down the lighter and looked over with a frown, he only saw an innocent traveler holding a cup of water.

"There are children here. As an adult, you have to set an example," Chu Hai said. "At least for America, right?"

"Heh, America? I can't represent America anymore. I can't even represent myself. "

The general raised the shackles on his hands and looked at the extinguished cigar. He opened his mouth and bit off a section. Then, he chewed on the spicy tobacco leaves and shook his head with a sneer.

"From the looks of it, the only meaning of education is to serve as an example."

"To be honest, I'm still discussing education with others in Hell."

Chu Hai smiled and glanced at a certain spot in the middle of the long table. He suddenly asked, "You've been waiting for so long. You can't just watch, right?

Do you have any teaching experience to share? "

Between Toronus and Ji Xiangtian, the two of them turned around in confusion. Instantly, they felt a chill spreading from their souls.

Why didn't they notice it?

Such an obvious target.

Just like the mountains of bowls and chopsticks in the sink, the countless to-do lists on the office desk, and all the problems that were tossed aside and never paid attention to.

It was so obvious, so … impossible to ignore.

Someone was sitting there.

He was there from the beginning!

It's just that you didn't want to see it …

"I hope, everyone, enjoy your meal."

From the throat of the silent figure came the static sound of a speaker. It was like slowly pressing on a keyboard. He carefully chose his words and replied, "I, don't wish, to, disturb."

Age, unable to determine.

Their gender could not be determined.

It was impossible to judge his appearance.

As for his name, there was no need to even mention it.

That figure was covered in a biohazard protective suit. Even his face was covered in a thick gas mask. But what could the people present only rely on their vision to observe?

Heart Exploration, Blind Vision, Soul Resonance, Intuition …

Everything, every observation method, when falling on that person, could only see an empty void.

"This is the first time we've met, or perhaps the second time we've met. Perhaps, none of you have any impression of me, but I've interacted with all of you quite a few times … "

The representative from the Continuation Academy said.

No, to be more precise, he, she, or he, was the Continuation Academy itself.

Among the three major organizations under the Astronomical Society, he was the Recorder of Fate in the idealistic country, the Director of the Governing Bureau, and the administrator of the Continuing Academy.

You can use the most convenient way to call him Dean, or whatever you like.

He didn't care anyway.

There was no information, no records, and no news circulating in the outside world. The Continuation Court was very cautious in handling all information regarding this administrator.

Not only to protect him, but also for the safety of others.

What he represented was the dark side of the Astronomical Society, all the ugly places in the present realm, and all the unknown distortions and destruction.

Even Kieran himself rarely left the Continuation Academy and appeared in front of others because of the excessive distortion value he was tainted with.

Indeed, it was just as he said.

No one would have the appetite to eat anymore.

The moment he appeared, an aura that was enough to drive ordinary people crazy continuously spread out from his body.

Right where he was, the distortion of reality had already begun to occur.

Even though he was in the deepest part of Hell.

Flesh and blood wriggled under his feet. Behind the pitch-black eyepiece, there seemed to be countless bizarre illusions and nightmares flashing one after another. Under the heavy protective suit, the limbs wriggled abnormally … It was hard to tell whether this was an illusion or reality.

"Since we're here, we've eaten, and we've experienced the necessary hospitality. Now, it's time to talk business. " Chu Hai held his chin and asked indifferently, "I'm very curious. Why did the Astronomical Society rush us here? To explore the bottom of the abyss again? "

He paused for a moment and said seriously, "I alone am enough for this kind of thing. There's no need for others to help, right?"

It wasn't that he looked down on others.

It was that he was dissatisfied that the Astronomical Society arranged for his daughter to be in the team.

Even though his daughter was stronger than countless people, as a father, how could he bring his daughter to the battlefield?

"Please don't worry. The number of people will exceed the requirement," the Dean replied calmly. The dean replied calmly, "We must do our best. There must be no mistakes or failures."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and opened the briefcase on the table in front of him. He took out a USB and inserted it into the port behind his head.

The sealed memories were released again. After the backup consciousness went through 15 verifications, it was connected to his soul.

Thus, the secret sealed in his mind was opened.

It was unknown if he had recorded the speech in advance, but even his speech became smooth.

"I've gathered everyone here for the most crucial battle plan of this War of Worlds. It's also the top secret of the Continuation Academy."

He gave the answer in an electronic voice that was so stiff that it didn't have any fluctuations. "The battle plan regarding [Destructive Element – Boxun]."

For a moment, the entire long table welcomed a long silence.

Everyone stiffened for a moment and raised their heads in confusion.

They suspected that they had heard wrongly.

"Impossible."

Chuhai was the first to shake his head. "Boxun is indestructible. The wisdom of the abyss is one with the abyss. If you want to eradicate it, you have to wipe out all creatures with brains in hell.

That's not realistic at all. "

If the Buddha, who had once fused miracles and disasters, had an instant of eternity from nirvana, and had no traces or traces left behind by future generations, could be called "enlightenment."

Then, Boxun was the opposite of "obsession" itself.

The deep-rooted evil, the never-ending desire, the evil thoughts and malice that flowed out from the depths of the soul, and the cruel nature of all creatures for the rest of their lives, and even more …

The demonic wisdom that was now spread throughout all hells in the abyss and worshipped by countless churches was the crystallization and result of eternal desire and desire in hell.

Just like how a huge star would pull countless asteroids into its gravitational belt.

As long as it existed, it would constantly interfere with the operation of the Silver Ocean.

This gravitational force from hell was constantly spying on the Silver Ocean, looking for any opportunity that could be taken advantage of, and casting the haze from hell on the Silver Ocean from every opening.

As the former guardian of the Silver Ocean, Chuhai couldn't be more familiar with its existence.

It was precisely because of this that he understood the absurdity of this plan even more.

"It's not the destruction of the body and soul," the dean replied.

The dean replied, "Dismantle, dissect, decentralize, contain, seal, and finally, neutralize … Even though the element of destruction still exists, it doesn't have the ability to cause harm. Minimize its interference until it is finally sealed and contained."

Chuhai shook his head. "I won't talk about the success rate for now. How do you determine its location?"

Boxun's paradise had never floated up. Even at such a moment, it was still hidden behind the waves of the deep tide, hidden in the deepest part of the Quiet Zone.

That chaotic sea was the hotbed that nurtured all disasters and at the same time, it was also a natural maze. If one barged in unprepared, they would only be lost in the eternal phenomenon of chaos with no way out.

"It's like a hydrological survey, Mister Chuhai," the dean replied.

"Day after day, we throw in dyed markers and trace them back to the source until we determine the direction and destination of all the souls and Origin Substances.

This isn't difficult. It's just a painstaking effort. "

A painstaking effort.

It sounded simple, but no matter who it was, they could all feel the cruelty behind it.

However, at this moment, no one asked what those dyed markers were.

In the Continuation Academy, there were no legal or moral restraints because they were bound by eternal responsibility. Even death couldn't free them.

Everyone was well aware of this.

"This isn't a whim, but a plan that can lead to success."

The dean continued, "With the approval of the Precursor, we began the relevant experiments and calculations eighty years ago. Forty years ago, we completed the preliminary plan. Nineteen years ago, we completed the second review and derivation. Six years ago, we obtained the support of the Five Permanent Consuls and the participation of the Five Great Lineages. The detailed battle plan was completed a year ago.

Now, everything is ready, Mister Chuhai. "

"Including us?" Chuhai asked with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"Including all of you."

A stack of documents floated out from the dean's briefcase and landed on the table. On the documents were dozens of signatures that had been forgotten by the people involved.

They were guarantees that they had signed themselves!

"All of you have already agreed. Just before you set off … …"

"Perhaps."

Chuhai coldly picked out a piece of paper and tore it to shreds. "But don't forget, minors don't have the permission of their guardians. The legal documents they sign are not valid."

"At the time, you said the same thing. You objected, but you changed your mind."

The dean took out another document stamped with Chu Hai's seal, calmly telling him, "After we showed you a certain possibility in the future seven years later …"

The seal from the natural enemy was on that piece of paper.

At the same time, the memories that the Weapon Grandmaster had personally sealed on the paper were also awakened.

This caused Chuhai to sink into silence. He didn't say anything else.

In the deathly silence, only the White Emperor's son looked around in confusion. He didn't know what had happened. He subconsciously pulled on his father's sleeve.

However, Chuhai didn't respond. It was as if he was petrified.

"Take it easy." The general shook his head. "Children have to grow up eventually. Can you take care of her for the rest of her life?"

"No, I can."

Chuhai turned around and looked at the person who spoke.

He finally stopped smiling.

Like an archaeologist holding a pickaxe and examining a specimen in front of him, he revealed a calm expression, as if he was in a working state.

There was no sadness or joy.

Under the gaze of those eyes, everything was the will of the heavens, including death itself. It couldn't be resisted.

That was the most ancient Eastern Xia's killing intent, rebellion, ambition, struggle, and even the ferocious god created by sin and death.

Life and death were in the hands of a single thought.

This was a Weapon Grandmaster!

"… …"

The general suddenly clenched his fists.

How many illusions of death had that pair of eyes produced in an instant? Beheading, slicing at the waist, tearing apart a carriage, burning, burning, burning, dismembering, piercing the heart … Countless deaths descended on the soul and body from the illusions, bringing real pain.

It caused that pair of eyes to suddenly widen and burn red. Cracking sounds could be heard.

He was drenched in sweat.

It was as if a blood-colored wave had appeared out of nowhere and covered the entire world, pushing everything towards destruction equally. After a long period of death, everything condensed into specimens and was excavated again.

But very quickly, that hair-raising illusion disappeared without a trace.

Chuhai had already lowered his eyes.

He calmly put away the document, folded it, and finally put it into his pocket.

It was as if he had regained his composure.

But that terrifying mass that could no longer be hidden caused the bubble world behind the door to constantly emit waves of unbearable wails.

"Now, does anyone have any other questions?" the dean asked.

No one had any questions.

It was just a war. Would anyone here want to turn around and leave? Long before the Continuation Academy chose them, they had already investigated them for who knew how many years.

Every one of them would accept their mission, accept this responsibility, and bear this sacrifice.

There would be no exceptions.

"Although I have no other choice, as a father, I don't want my child to see me in such a terrifying state."

Chuhai sighed softly and kissed his daughter's forehead, giving her his last blessing.

"When does it begin?" he asked.

"Very soon."

The dean opened the briefcase for the last time and placed an ancient phonograph on the table. When a brand new vinyl record was placed under the probe, ancient jazz music with some noise came from the brass speaker.

In that instant, the illusory memory brought the plan from the Continuation Academy into everyone's soul. It was as if it wanted to imprint everyone's work into their instincts, down to their every breath.

The dean lowered his head and looked at his watch, silently counting down.

Until the minute hand and the hour hand overlapped.

He said, "Now."

In that instant, the abyss wailed.

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Continuation Academy No. 170. Record and test plan.

Annex 03 – Timetable.

13: 00: 00, Destruction Element – Boxun battle begins.

13: 01: 02, Janus Gate opens, connecting to the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons. At the same time, witness [Destruction Element – Boxun]. At the same time, battle begins. Activation.

13: 01: 07, Jixiang Tian dies. Mars is heavily injured. Wolf Blood Sword is damaged.

13: 01: 10, Lucius dies.

13: 01: 11, Lucius is heavily injured. She is replaced by Lucius.

13: 01: 13, Fu Canguang is heavily injured. Chuhai is heavily injured. Toronus dies. Target Boxun is heavily injured.

13: 01: 30, Boxun is reborn. Activation is successful.

13: 01: 41, abnormal fluctuations in the trajectory of time are detected. Bifröst begins to correct.

13: 02: 00, Boxun splits. The plan enters the second phase, the sixth candidate.

13: 02: 01, Alvinhayi dies. Tipiyuret dies. Surter dies.

13: 02: 10, Fu Canguang dies. Boxun is heavily injured again.

At 13: 02: 36, the secret ritual was activated. The cherubim died, and the Staff of Gabriel was completely destroyed.

13: 02: 59, Continuation Academy's descent phase ends.

13: 03: 01, Creator Geerte dies. Creator Herman dies. Grandmaster Manwen dies.

13: 03: 03, █ █ █ █.

13: 03: 09, Chuhai destroys Boxun's core for the fourth time. At the same time, the plan enters the third phase.

13: 03: 39, Destruction Element – Boxun disintegrates. Deconstruction is complete.

13: 03: 40, █ █ █ █, Destruction Element – Boxun, Containment ends. At the same time, confirm the Silencer's reaction.

The battle ends.

13: 03: 50, Retreat ends.

13: 04: 10, Boxun's remnants erupt. Deep blowout begins.

13: 05: 00, Demonic Corruption spreads.



19: 09: 00, Impact arrives. Bifröst's sixth, nineteenth, and twenty-first links are damaged.



21: 00: 00, Observation record ends.

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Late at night, London. Huai Shi woke up from a dream.

In the hospital bed, he propped himself up in confusion and looked out the window.

In the night sky, stars suddenly fell like rain.

So beautiful.

Like tears.

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