It was a very strange hall.
The dark and obscure light and shadows, the strangely shaped stone sculptures, and the twisted and mysterious patterns carved on the surrounding walls, as well as the suspicious red paint on these patterns. All of these added up to make this underground palace-like hall full of an evil cult's atmosphere.
On the ground in the middle of this gloomy hall, a six-pointed star with a radius of about ten meters was engraved with silver lines. Golden lines and small gems representing planets formed something like a constellation, distributed in a hidden pattern in the eleven triangular areas of the six-pointed star. However, if an expert saw it, he or she would find that these patterns were simply unheard of. They only had the shape of a constellation, but they definitely did not depict any constellation that could be seen on Earth.
In the middle of this six-pointed star, the equilateral hexagonal area was a sunken cave. It was pitch-black inside, and it was impossible to see what was inside the cave.
Six figures stood at the six corners of the six-pointed star like stone sculptures. Each of them had a dark aura that made them want to write "I am the villain" on their backs.
Their attire was very strange. All of them wore long black robes, which looked like a modified version of some kind of missionary uniform. It was hard to imagine that in this day and age, there were people other than the Church who would wear such clothes as their daily attire. The six of them wore a strange white mask. The mask had no facial features at all, only a smooth curved surface. There was only a red gem-like object in the middle of the mask, which looked very strange.
"These few days, there seems to have been a little accident in our operation in China," a figure suddenly broke the silence, and a disgusting voice that was neither male nor female came from under the strange mask. "Poseidon, that is the area you are in charge of, right?"
"Yes," the masked man standing at the southeast of the six-pointed star replied in a low voice. It was also the same strange voice that was neither male nor female. "Strictly speaking, the area that Medusa is in charge of has failed. Not only have we been exposed for a few consecutive operations, but we also lost a Servant yesterday."
"Servant?" The masked man who asked the question earlier paused. "Although the combat power of a Servant is not high, and we have not obtained the true power of a God, it should at least be equivalent to an S-class mutant. How could it be so easily defeated? Was it surrounded by the mutant team? "
Poseidon hesitated for a moment, then answered with uncertainty, "No, according to the message sent by the Servant, it seems that there are only two people. An ordinary-looking young man and a little girl who looks like she is only about ten years old. Based on preliminary estimates, the strength of the man is likely to be above SS-class. The possibility is as high as 80%."
"SS-class …" another masked man muttered in a low voice. "I'm afraid there are only two mutants in the world who have reached this level, and they are all under our surveillance. But now, an SS-class mutant who is not on our list has appeared. Could it be that the mutant team in China has been hiding such strength all this time?"
"At the moment, we are not sure if he is a member of the mutant team, but there is no doubt that the mutant team has hidden power. We suspect that this hidden power is not only manifested in the mutant team," Poseidon spread out his hands, his tone a little doubtful. "The special agent sent by the Tower of Babel to contact Medusa was attacked after completing the first transaction and was seriously injured. As far as I know, the muscular special agent was injured by a strange mechanical monster."
"Mechanical monster?"
The few masked men looked at each other. Well, it was indeed strange to do such a thing through a strange mask that was as shiny as a mirror. Then, the shortest of them shrugged and said, "They have mastered such technology? Creating robots that can fight against mutants? That is impossible. Even we do not have the ability to develop such a thing … "
"But that thing does exist," Poseidon interrupted him. "And please note this: no matter how great the fear of a mechanical monster is, it is unlikely to confuse a mutant's cognition. I am afraid that thing is not a normal robot. The people of China are probably researching something specifically designed to deal with mutants …"
"Do not make such blind speculations before we have enough information. This is very likely to lead us into a huge misunderstanding …"
The short masked man did not seem to be on friendly terms with Poseidon. Poseidon once again interrupted the masked man's speech and reprimanded him rudely. However, before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a sudden voice.
The first measure of the Symphony of Fate suddenly rang out in the gloomy and solemn hall in an unprecedented majestic manner. After playing the classic four-note strong note, it suddenly disappeared.
Silence.
Awkward silence.
As if a bleak autumn wind blew in an instant, a drop of cold sweat appeared on the forehead of every suspicious masked man. Then, the tall masked man standing in the east suddenly said, "Artemis, your phone is ringing …"
"… Yeah."
The short masked man did not move, but an awkward short sound came from under the mask.
"It's just a text message …"
"Uh …"
"I have ordered the weather forecast …"
"Oh …"
Then, there was a collective silence. For a few minutes, the world's greatest axis of evil, deep in the most secret base of Olympus, was completely silent. Then, the tallest masked man suddenly said in a low voice, "Why do I suddenly feel like crying …"
"… Ah, yes …"
"Artemis, from now on, switch to silent mode. This, it really makes people cry …"
Just as the gloomy and solemn atmosphere created by the largest evil axis on Earth was twisted into a rather subtle state by a text message that came out to play, a respectful voice suddenly echoed in the spacious and gloomy hall. "Lord Gods, we've discovered something."
"What is it? Why bother us at this time? "
Poseidon said in a dissatisfied tone.
The voice immediately had obvious fear, but it still said firmly, "Please forgive us, but this discovery is too important. The lords will definitely be interested in it …"
There was undisguised excitement and firm confidence in the voice.
Artemis had now recovered from the awkwardness caused by the text message. She raised her head slightly and said, "Well, let us see."
With a slight buzzing sound, the hexagram under the masked men's feet suddenly changed. The lines and constellation patterns gradually emerged with a faint light, and a smooth mirror-like object gradually floated up from the equilateral hexagonal hole in the center of the hexagram. The smooth mirror-like object gradually brightened as it floated up until it suddenly formed a clear holographic projection above it. It turned out that it was a three-dimensional device.
"What is this?!"
When they saw the image on the projection, almost all the masked men could not help but let out a cry of surprise.
When the projection first appeared, the image on it was pitch-black, with only a few distant stars. Then, the image gradually shifted, and gradually a blue and white light gradually appeared on the left side. The light and shadow gradually expanded, forming an arc — it was Earth!
This image was taken from outer space!
But this was not enough to make the masked men, the supreme leaders of Olympus, cry out in surprise. What really surprised them was a dazzling white object that suddenly flew across the image less than five seconds after the horizon appeared.
"Quick … rewind the image! Slow down! D * mn it … Is there any clearer image? "
In their excitement, the masked men who had been pretending to be solemn and arrogant gave up on being reserved. The tallest masked man almost shouted. In the next moment, his order was carried out.
The image on the projection quickly rewound to the moment when the horizon first appeared and then slowly moved forward.
The white object appeared, and this time, it was very clear.
It was a young girl in a white dress. She had silver-white hair like mercury, golden pupils that definitely did not belong to a human, and a beautiful face that did not belong to the human world. The young girl had a Shallow Shallow smile on her face, as if she was forever immersed in a faint joy. All the sorrow and pain in the world could not taint her. A soft halo lingered around her. Just looking at her through the holographic projection gave people an endless sense of holiness. As the image moved forward, the huge white wings on the young girl's back finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes …
Even though it was several times slower, the image of the young girl only lasted for less than ten seconds. Then, with a gorgeous tail flame … well, a halo … it disappeared from everyone's sight.
The short image ended, but the entire hall was still immersed in silence.
"You … What did you see?"
Poseidon said in a strange tone, trembling. But this was not a real question. In the next second, he answered himself. "God … Messenger … The first ray of light that we have worked so hard for! They are still here! They are immortal! We … "
"Calm down!" "Poseidon, calm down. We can't be sure. We can't be sure of anything. Even if God is still alive, we can't be sure of anything. They might not accept us. They might not allow mortals to become Gods again …" Poseidon was the tallest man in the group. He suddenly shouted, but his voice did not seem to be any calmer. "Poseidon, calm down.
"Zeus, you are right." Poseidon's voice gradually calmed down. "But we must do something … Humans have begun exploring space a long time ago, but only we have seen the figure of an angel in space for the first time. This must be God's intention. They are using this method to give us a friendly hint. We all know that in the ancient Mythological Era, the highest gods have helped mortals become gods many times. Perhaps after so many years, they have finally decided to continue this work. We need to show respect, show respect and accept this gift … Where did the angel go? Have you tracked it down? We need to find more instructions from God … "
As soon as Poseidon's voice trailed off, a respectful but excited reply rang in the hall. "The messenger was extremely fast, far beyond the limits of any known means of transportation. We can only deduce from the direction she disappeared in. Her final destination may be — the moon."
"The moon … the moon …" The tall masked man called Zeus repeated in a low voice. "Yes, we should have thought of it. The moon that has been hanging above human heads since ancient times, carrying countless mysteries … Change of plan. We must act immediately. Delay the deal with the Tower of Babel …"
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