The stars returned to their original positions, and the stars left their original positions. The stars moved leisurely in the sky, shining coldly on the world. They had no idea that a large group of mortals had been busy searching for the stars under their guidance, and in the end, they had found nothing.
The ancient gods had not returned, and the prophesied Day of Judgment had not come. Although everything that had happened before had perfectly confirmed the prophecy, such as the monstrous waves in the Endless Sea, the special energy waves released by the Ao under the influence of the stars, and the frequent whispers of the gods, other than that, the crucial last step, the awakening of the Lord of Storms from the deep sea, had not happened.
The Lord of Storms was the only god left in this world. If he did not awaken, then there would be no Day of Judgment.
Everything seemed to be a joke, but the culprits who had caused this awkward situation, the God Devourers in the deep sea, knew nothing about it.
In the depths of the Endless Sea that was sealed by storms all year round, the ancient city of the sirens, Antaverne, stood quietly where it had been forced to land. It was slightly slanted and embedded in a rocky seabed near the land. Part of the city went straight to the Oceanic Trench, while the other part gradually rose along the seabed until about one-tenth of it poked out of the sea and lay on the edge of the land that the sirens called Io, forming a spectacular steel wall on the coastline.
The sirens were indeed used to living in the deep sea, but on this planet with a large landmass, they gradually learned how to survive on land. Of course, they did not build large cities on land like humans, but in order to extract resources and monitor the "jump engine," they built a series of outposts and strongholds on the western coastline of Io, and the largest stronghold was the Binhai Lookout, which was directly opposite the steel wall. From the watchtower of this stronghold, one could directly overlook two-thirds of the entire steel wall. It was an important monitoring post here.
The steel wall was actually the stern protection wall of Antaverne. In the earth-shattering forced landing countless years ago, Antaverne fell straight from the atmosphere. The technicians tried their best to adjust the falling position of the starship, which had almost lost all power. In the end, the starship brushed the edge of the land at a breathtaking angle, directly sending about one-fourth of the land into the deep sea. The starship itself, after being severely damaged, slid down the continental shelf into the sea, and finally formed the current situation where one end was close to the oceanic trench and the other end was on the edge of the land.
The structure of the bow was almost completely destroyed in the process, but the stern was intact. This was the greatest blessing, at least the most complicated and difficult to repair structure of the jump engine was preserved.
But the sirens soon found that even if the engine was in good condition, they could not lift the starship again. Not to mention lift off, even the most common equipment on the starship could not operate after the disaster. After a long time, they figured out that this was a "malfunction" caused by the different laws of physics.
Since that day, the sirens had been working hard to learn and adapt to the rules of this world. It was as if they had returned to the first moment when they lit up the lights of civilization and had to adjust their life form to adapt to this world. But they soon found that this kind of 'starting over' actually required more than one time.
This world was constantly reshuffling …
But it did not matter. The development of civilization could not be smooth, and the sirens had gotten used to the difficult situation of development.
The Siren Queen, Petia, had arrived at the Coastal Lookout. She stood on the high watchtower and looked at the steel wall on the coastline. The energy lines on the steel wall were lit up one by one. The core fusion tower had begun to operate.
Taking advantage of the "surge" of the giant squid, the sirens had collected enough fuel in advance, and the reignition of the core engine could be carried out smoothly. But the technicians did not have much hope for this reignition because they had not solved several key problems in the magic conversion process. But Petia did not care about this.
It was not the first time that the reignition failed, and all the sirens were used to it. But Petia knew very well that even if the reignition failed, the technicians could still collect valuable technical information from the process. This experience and the natural laws summed up from experience were the most precious wealth.
The sirens were not a very smart species, and sometimes they could even be called "slow". But patience and optimism were their greatest reliance.
During the activation of the core fusion tower, a siren attendant entered the top floor of the watchtower. Her snake tail slithered gracefully as she came up behind the queen. "Your Majesty, General Vanessa just reported that a Tidal Master named Tyre has gone missing."
"Tyre?" The Siren Queen, Petia, frowned. "I seem to have an impression of him …"
"The child who walks strangely …" the attendant replied. "The one who walks like a sea caterpillar."
"Oh, I remember now. She's always lazy." Petia turned her head with a surprised look on her face. "She's not sleeping at home?"
"No, she's missing," the attendant said solemnly. "She hasn't appeared since the last battle with those crazy humans."
Petia shook her head. "Maybe she died and then chose the wrong coordinates when she was resurrected. The last battle was very chaotic. Some of the dead sisters were resurrected in the Southern Ocean and swam for more than a month before they came back."
The attendant sighed. "Even if she swam back from the Southern Ocean, she should be back by now. Unless she 'arched' all the way back on the seabed in that strange way of walking, then she should still be on her way."
"Send out a search party with the previous battlefield as the center. Also, send some people to investigate the strongholds of those crazy humans at the edge of the sea. See if our Tidal Grandmaster was accidentally captured by those humans … Although the possibility of this happening isn't high, if it's Tyr, then it's hard to say."
The attendant bowed. "Yes, Your Majesty."
Petia nodded and waited for the attendant to leave before she turned around again. Her gaze fell on the winding steel on the distant coastline.
At the same time, in the secret temple of the Eternal Sleep Congregation in the Typhon Empire, nightmare bishops in black or white robes gathered in the central hall. A solemn atmosphere lingered around everyone.
"The Sons of the Storm and the Doomsday Association have sent us news. Our allies have suffered varying degrees of losses due to the premature launch of the 'Ultimate Plan,'" a nightmare bishop spoke. His voice was low and cold. "Comparatively speaking, our losses are the least."
Another bishop added. "In addition, the Sons of the Storm's stronghold on the sea has sent us information that they have observed an unexplainable phenomenon. The tide has risen, and the power of the gods has begun to surge in the deep sea. But soon, everything calmed down abnormally."
"So we can't blindly deny the 'prophecy,'" the third bishop said. "All signs are consistent with the first half of the prophecy, but the final result is a little different. Perhaps some unknown force has interfered with the fulfillment of the prophecy …"
The first bishop's voice had a hint of sarcasm. "Who can interfere with the resurrection and return of the gods?"
"The Sons of the Storm observed the anomaly in the easternmost sea," the second bishop immediately said. "It's close to the territory of the sirens."
"Sirens … the group of ghosts in the deep sea …" A black-robed bishop who had been silent suddenly broke the silence. "It is said that they have destroyed one of the Sons of the Storm's land last time …"
"In my opinion, the Sons of the Storm are not trustworthy at all," another person said. "Perhaps there is something wrong with their observation of the stars, which led to this setback …"
Before the bishop's voice trailed off, a low, gentle, but irresistible voice suddenly rang in the hall. "Enough."
The bishops immediately shut their mouths in awe. They turned to a certain direction and bowed their heads respectfully. "Your Holiness the Pope."
A blurry shadow appeared out of thin air at the end of the hall. This blurry shadow seemed to have scanned everyone present. Although the shadow's eyes could not be seen from its face, everyone could feel a sharp gaze sweeping across their body and soul. Everyone became more and more in awe of the shadow.
And the shadow spoke faintly. "Don't forget our cause. In the face of our cause, this is not a setback at all.
"Every one of us had expected this. Although the prophecy exists, it is not the only thing that guides us. It is only one factor, and whether it will come true or not, it will not affect our plan.
"Activating the Eternal Dream in advance is just a precautionary measure in case we are caught off guard. And we have gained something in the process."
The Pope of Eternal Sleep deliberately paused for a moment before continuing. "The first operation of the Eternal Dream has produced a lot of experimental data. These data will help us to finally perfect this huge plan. And I, in the process of observing the Eternal Dream, have discovered its potential and uses far beyond our imagination."
There was a slight commotion among the bishops. They looked at each other, obviously curious about the Pope's words.
And the Pope did not let the bishops wait for too long. He quickly announced his decision, which surprised everyone. "Rest for three days. After three days, the Eternal Dream will be reactivated."
There was a low murmur of discussion in the hall. A bishop immediately reminded. "Your Holiness, the Eternal Dream still has many imperfections …"
"It can only be perfected and evolved when it is in operation." The Pope of Eternal Sleep interrupted the bishop. "After careful observation, I found this, and I also found something else …"
The bishops suddenly quieted down. They heard the Pope's voice.
"I found that the massive computing power of the Eternal Dream is the key to decrypting Gwen Cecil's memory fragments. During the last operation of the Eternal Dream, the memory fragments showed signs of loosening. They seemed to be able to be analyzed.
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