Carthew stopped in his tracks. Seeing this message from his old friend, he was stunned.
"Purple Time told me some news about the Holy Light. Maybe he will be interested in your matter. But … the nature of the Holy Light is not better than the Celestial Tower … You have to think carefully and be mentally prepared. "— Red Whale.
"I …" — Sword Net.
Carthew only felt his throat was extremely dry.
"Think carefully. Although the Holy Light will also bring disaster, the disaster of the Celestial Tower is imminent. The trouble of the Holy Light will only erupt in the future. So … "— Red Whale.
"… I understand …" — Sword Net.
Carthew smiled bitterly. Indeed, what right did he have to choose now that things had come to this?
Whether the power behind the Holy Light was another Celestial Tower or not. At least he could temporarily protect the present.
Wasn't that enough?
He was silent for a while. He closed the private chat window.
Then his mind fell on the profile of 'Holy Light Shines Upon You' in the Spectral Light's address book.
Whoosh …
Suddenly, in the distant sky, a slender blood-red meteor rushed out of the thick white clouds and flew towards the distant land.
Carthew stared at the meteor. He knew that it was the apostle monster that broke through the atmosphere.
That extremely evil red meteor had a long flame tail. It was not a dazzling light, but it still stung his eyes.
Gritting his teeth, he finally made up his mind and opened the private chat window with the Holy Light. He thought about how to phrase it.
"Long time no see. Talking in the Spectral Light, have you been busy lately? Do you want to come to my place for a tour? "
Based on his and Red Whale's speculation.
He must not let the Holy Light know the coordinates of the world he was in. Not even a little bit of information must be leaked.
Otherwise, there may be extremely serious consequences.
Although he did not know what the consequences were, no matter what, they did not want to try it in the past.
But now, he had to take the initiative to invite the other party over.
Carthew gritted his teeth, feeling like he was making a deal with the devil.
But it was better than dying completely. At least Purple Time and the others were still alive now.
Soon, there was a reply from the other side.
"Boss Sword Net, you're suddenly so enthusiastic, it makes me a little embarrassed. Looking at your chat, do you need help? "— Holy Light Shines Upon You.
"It's a little troublesome … I really don't know what to do. So, I came to you. "— Sword Net.
"No problem. My favorite thing is to help others, to help others, to shine on you and me. This was the essence of the Holy Light. Send me the coordinates of your world, the more detailed, the better. Oh, if you don't know the coordinates, then take more pictures and upload them. "— Holy Light Shines Upon You.
As expected …
Sure enough, photos could be used to invade other worlds!
When SwordNet thought of this, he recalled how Holy Light had taken the initiative to help perfect the Spectral Light Platform back then, as well as how everyone had uploaded so many photos.
Now that he thought about it, he felt a chill run down his spine.
"… Okay, I'll take some photos and upload them right away." He forced himself to maintain a polite smile.
"Don't worry. Look at Purple Time, Giving Hope, Invincible Superman, and the others. Didn't they all have my help? Everything is fine now. You'll be back to normal soon. Besides, I'm also very interested in the forces that can seal the gap between planets … "— Holy Light Shines Upon You.
Carthew snapped more than ten photos and sent them over.
Before taking the photo, he was still a little nervous.
But when he finally uploaded it, he felt as if a huge rock had been lifted from the bottom of his heart.
Since it was a foregone conclusion, he could only accept it.
"Okay, the coordinates have been confirmed. I'll send some people over to support them. I still have some things to do, so I'll be there soon. By the way, how many people do you need? "— Holy Light Shines Upon You.
"We're facing those huge monsters. I'm afraid ordinary people won't be able to do much …" — Sword Net.
Cassius explained in a euphemistic way.
"Oh, then the more the better, right? I understand. Okay, I still have something to do. Talk to you later. The teleportation point has been confirmed. There might be some errors, so pay attention. "— Holy Light Shines Upon You.
"I'm saying … it doesn't matter how many ordinary aptitude users we send …" — Sword Web.
Carthew wanted to persuade him again, but there was no reply from the other side. It was obvious that Holy Light was busy with other things.
He smiled bitterly. The hope that had just risen was slowly extinguished.
People?
What was the use of sending more people?
The Celestial Tower's Apostle could kill thousands of people with a single breath. Whether it was an ability user or a non-ability user, they were all ants in front of him!
But since the other side was so enthusiastic about coming over.
In any case, he had to make some preparations.
He looked around, made a phone call, and quickly mobilized the city's forces. Soon, men in black appeared and led the pedestrians away.
After doing all this, he made a call to the headquarters. Unfortunately, there was still a busy tone.
"I hope … it's useful …" After everything was prepared, Carthew leaned against the wall blankly. Looking at the empty street, his heart also became empty.
…
…
In outer space.
Celestial Tower.
The Celestial Tower was like a huge telescope. It was silver-white in color, and its surface had layers of flesh-like wrinkles.
On the thin end of the tower.
In an exquisite hall made of black crystal.
The floor, ceiling, and walls were covered with blood-red fleshy lines.
A few monsters in red robes with a huge eyeball on their heads stood quietly in the hall, exchanging information with each other.
"We have to speed up the request from above. In order to ensure the periodic supply of flesh and souls, we have to increase the number of harvests. Also, we have to control the impact as much as possible. Being in a state of fear and panic for a long time will have a negative impact on the quality of the soul. It won't taste good. "
"But if this goes on, our farm may experience a slow reduction in population. This number is already out of balance."
"But the lord's orders are supreme. No one can disobey. "
"We can use another flexible method."
"Darren, what's your opinion?"
One of the eyeball monsters looked at a man in a red robe sitting in the corner.
"Me? I don't have an opinion. It's up to you. Anyway, the Sacrificial God Lord doesn't care about this peripheral area. "The red-robed man called Darren was the only red-haired man who looked normal.
He was a Blood Wheel General who had been sent down from another planet to suppress any possible rebellions on this planet.
Perhaps it was because he was sent down that he had a lazy attitude all day long. He couldn't do anything with enthusiasm.
"If you agree, with your cooperation, our supply chain may be more complete," one of the eyeball monsters said in a low voice.
"I don't have the time to play house with you. If I have the time, I might as well think about how to make a contribution again and be transferred back." Darren waved his hand and said lazily.
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