In a spacious crystal hall, several Empire leaders and a middle-aged villainous uncle dressed in a black robe were standing opposite each other.
To be fair, this guy in front of us really wasn't suitable to be called a villain. How many literary works have told us that being a villain requires not only a filthy head and rotten heart, but also a style that has a strong sense of existence. Otherwise, he would have to be a beast with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. He would have to stand eight feet tall and have a fierce face that could block cell phone signals. Even if he couldn't become the final boss, he would at least be able to scare off the small bosses in the second to last level. Otherwise, he would have the appearance of a trap that could turn the world upside down. From the first episode, he was filled with a halo just like the second male lead. If you looked at his back without subtitles, you would think that he had escaped from some country's princess' wedding. Not to mention, he also had a shocking head. This guy who could cause harm to the world while moving would be a pity if he wasn't the final boss … In any case, whenever I saw someone more handsome than me, I treated him as a villain.
In short, if you wanted to be a villain, you either had to be a beast or an idol. Villains that were close to the masses had a low chance of success — the fact that I couldn't be a villain was an irrefutable proof.
As for this Ockham, it wasn't that I was making fun of him. Apart from the disgusting things he did, how was his face even remotely resembling a villain? He was as ordinary as my neighbor's Uncle Wang. Just five minutes outside the market, you would meet six or seven people who had the same aura as him. Of course, it might also be because he had such an ordinary face that people would easily forget after seeing it. All of his villainous cells were concentrated in his filthy brain.
Last time, he really made me suffer quite a bit.
No matter what, no matter how unforgettable this fellow's face was, I had a deep impression of him. His always smiling expression and his seemingly friendly manner of speaking were quite unique.
"Indeed, it's been a long time. Choose one yourself."
Facing Ockham's greeting as if we were old acquaintances, I returned his brilliant smile. Not mentioning anything else, just now, there was indeed a flash of surprise in his eyes. This meant that our appearance here wasn't something he had expected. No matter if he had other arrangements in the library or not, at this distance, he wouldn't be able to escape in time.
"Choose what?"
Ockham was surprised by my random question, but he still revealed a slightly guarded expression. "Your Majesty, could it be that you brought me a gift?"
It was just a slight guard, but it was enough to prove that he wasn't completely confident!
Although we had only met once, I had seen this fellow's style of not taking action unless he was completely confident. When he revealed a surprised expression, it meant that the situation was advantageous to us. However, I didn't know what his ability was. Even Visca didn't mention his fighting style, so I didn't act rashly. Most of the Commander-tier Shiring Apostles would have one or two trump cards. This kind of skill could even allow them to turn the tables in an absolutely disadvantageous situation. Even though we had the upper hand in terms of fighting strength, if Ockham had an instantaneous self-destruct ability, then we would be in big trouble.
"There are many things you can choose from. Skinning, pulling out your tendons, dismembering your body, dismembering your body, torturing your body with a thousand cuts, torturing your body with a wheel, or simply melting your mother and throwing her into a pool of Vermillion Beauty's blood." I smiled as I took a step forward without batting an eyelid. "I intend to kill you today, but I haven't thought of a method yet. So, I'll have to trouble you to think of one yourself."
I used my words to probe the Fallen Apostle's warning line while secretly accumulating my energy. The Fallen Apostle was an extremely sly fellow. Not only that, his sudden appearance here was also quite unexpected. Based on my experience, the Halo of Tragedy that I possessed had never taken a break from the very beginning. Thus, I could completely deny that I was lucky to have encountered a Fallen Apostle who was alone today. In that case, when facing a Fallen Apostle who was also a Fallen Apostle who had yet to reveal his true intentions, it was absolutely necessary to be cautious.
Sandora and the others had the same thoughts as me. They were all on guard, but not a single one of them made a move rashly. Even a master like Pandora knew that when facing a Commander-tier Fallen Apostle of the same rank, they definitely couldn't be at ease just because they had the advantage in numbers. "Aha! What a dangerous atmosphere.
It seems that the trouble I caused for everyone last time has caused quite a bit of misunderstanding. The loyal Ockham hereby apologises to Your Majesty. "Facing a group of Commander-tier Apostles who were glaring at him like a tiger watching its prey, this seemingly good-natured middle-aged man who was used to speaking pretentiously even had the leisure to lament about his own situation. Then, he suddenly looked towards us with a confident expression." However, will Your Majesty really kill a loyal and devoted old subject who is attempting to revive our great Empire? My Emperor? Emperor? Your Majesty? Your Majesty! "
In an instant, I was stunned.
"This place? Perhaps Your Majesty still doesn't know what this place is." Due to the threat that was right in front of us, Ockham didn't dare to make any rash movements. His stiff appearance was a little comical, but it didn't affect the calmness on his face. "Then, allow the honest Ockham to tell all of you leaders — This place is the graveyard of the Empire after the Great Collapse! This is the place where more than thirty Emperors of the Empire have fallen. This is the Ancient Sacred Hall where all secrets are sealed! "
His voice wasn't loud, but when it landed, it sounded like a thunderclap, rumbling in the vast crystal hall.
I could feel the body of a certain golden-haired young lady beside me stiffen in an instant.
It is the place that keeps all the memories of the Empire, the ultimate database. After the Great Disaster, our history, culture, technology, life forms, race patterns, and even the unique characteristics of every single strand of hair of every race were all preserved here. After the Great Disaster, everything was destroyed. From the depths of the soul, the Empire began to collapse. All the apostles were either infected and fell into a deep sleep. Even if they weren't infected, they became extremely weak (I am thinking of Sandora and her army who were trapped on a planet at the edge of the world, unable to even activate the hyperspace jump). Thus, Project Mausoleum was born. The last apostle who was still conscious carried it out to organize all the information of the Empire into a file and sealed it in this Ancient Sacred Hall. "
Ockham tried his best to speak in a sincere tone while observing our reaction. "Your Majesty Sandora, please don't doubt my words. You will be able to find the complete records on any crystal obelisk. The loyal Ockham assures you that today is the day the Empire is revived. That foolish woman won't be able to stop all of this. The core area of the Ancient Sacred Hall has a backup operating system. I am about to crack it. Now, with just a confirmation command, the Sacred Hall will reappear. Everything in the Ancient Sacred Hall will be uploaded to the Creation Platform. This compressed world will also be unfolded once again. The heritage of the Empire that we preserved at the final moment will reappear in this world. Nothing has been destroyed, it is just that everything has paused for a moment …"
"You are the one who should pause for a moment." My voice suddenly interrupted Ockham's motivational speech. Regardless of whether what he said was true or false, his words sounded too provocative to me, especially to Sandora. Perhaps they might not be able to confuse the judgment of a Schilling Queen, but they were enough to make Sandora feel pain and conflicted. This wouldn't do. "Ockham, you sure can change your role without any hesitation! You seem to be a fallen apostle, right? Now, you are actually talking about your loyalty to the Empire in front of two emperors of the Empire. Do you think that is credible? "
"Your Majesty, perhaps I should still address you as Your Majesty, but in reality, in my opinion, you are not qualified to bear this title. You are only a human, at least you were a human in the past. You are unable to understand the thoughts of the Shiring Apostles. Just like what I said, this is the Documentation Hall. This is the place where all of the archives of the Empire are kept. There is no doubt about this. We will not lie for such a trivial matter. If you can understand the words on the obelisk behind me, you will know that what I said is true …"
… Are you bullying me because I am illiterate?
"What you said is true," Sandora suddenly said quietly. There was not a single ripple in her heart. "But you also know that anyone who can read can understand the words on the obelisk. You, a fallen apostle, actually talked about reviving the Empire. This in itself is the most ridiculous thing. If you want to use the secret that you have just learned to buy time, you have already bought as much as you can."
A bitter smile appeared on Ockham's face. Obviously, he did not expect Sandora to straighten out her thoughts so quickly. His shocking deception did not even work for thirty seconds. "Alright, it is understandable that you do not trust me. After all, I am already contaminated with the energy of the Abyss. But you … Aren't you the same? Throwing yourself into the Abyss does not mean that we have forgotten our home …
You see, this is the Documentation Hall. You already know about its function. What about the Holy Temple? What about the folded world? You probably do not have any idea, but I know their secret. The so-called Holy Temple, as you have all seen, is the Great Nebula! Don't look surprised. I know that it is only a cloud of matter and gas that is randomly assembled, but that is only because the Holy Temple has entered a dormant state!
When the Documentation Hall was built, the last thirty Emperors of the Empire destroyed their bodies and used their souls and bodies to build a mausoleum called the Holy Temple. This mausoleum was a cloud with a radius of three light years when it was in hibernation. But when it awakened, the cloud quickly became solid, forming thirty Ultimate Glory Starships in the core of the Great Nebula, and the remaining matter of the Great Nebula would form the Creator's Platform. The things recorded in the Documentation Hall would be released by an unprecedentedly powerful World Law and materialized through the Creator's Platform, finally activating this folded world. You may not have noticed, but this world hides countless layers. They show a very abnormal density distribution. All causality is basically concentrated in the center, and all information is concentrated in the outer shell (I remember that information barrier). This is the result of the world folding. In this conceptually folded universe, it actually hides the widest colony of the Empire. Once the Holy Temple revives the things in the Documentation Hall, this world will become the initial territory of the Empire. What a perfect design! Do you still doubt the motives of the loyal Ockham? I am here to revive the Empire! "
After saying these words that seemed to be confessing, but also seemed to be expressing his loyalty, Ockham wisely kept his mouth shut and waited for us to make our judgment. I did not know why this fellow who had caused us so much trouble would appear so weak now, but I decided to let him jump around for a while longer. Sandora's expression was uncertain. Perhaps it was as Ockham said, I am not a complete Shiring Apostles after all. When it comes to the Empire, it should be up to Sandora herself. If she chooses to believe in Ockham …
I can only kill this fellow when she isn't paying attention. In any case, I feel that he is a dangerous fellow. Furthermore, it seems that Sylvia also knows the secret of the library. It shouldn't be a problem to kill him, right?
"Revive the Empire, huh?" Sandora closed her eyes slightly, making it impossible for others to see through her thoughts. "Indeed, those old friends will make such a decision. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, they will continue the fire. This is the brand of the race that has been passed down from generation to generation since the Schilling Era. Actually, when I first heard from Ah Jun that the Empire had collapsed, I had already guessed that in a certain corner of a certain world, there would definitely be a seed left behind by my old friends that could allow everything to start anew. However, I never expected it to be here, in this library. Eighty percent of what you said is correct, but the remaining twenty percent —"
Speaking till here, Sandora suddenly opened her eyes, causing Ockham's relaxed expression to tense up. "This is the most fatal point. Just like what Ah Jun said, why should I believe that you, as the Fallen Apostle, would be the one to execute this revival plan?! You only know the secret of the library! If the one who knows is the savior, then this savior is too cheap! "
"You are really too close to being a human." The middle-aged man in front of me had no expression on his face, but his tone seemed to be lamenting. "However, the higher the rank of the apostle, the easier it is for them to be influenced by human nature … Then, what if I tell everyone that this library was designed by me, and the operating system of the Holy Church was also supervised by me from start to finish?!"
I have already lost count of how many times I am going to be shocked today. I am already used to being an ordinary person, eating and waiting to die. Even if I were to be crowned as a king, I would still just be a passer-by uncle, eating and waiting to die in the palace. Yet, I am currently encountering epic events one after another. Bastard! What kind of explosive news do you have that you can't say all at once?
This time, not only me, even Sandora was stunned for a moment. From an emotional point of view, none of us are willing to believe the words of this man. However, every single word he has said from the start is consistent with the truth. Furthermore, isn't a dramatic, or in short, deceitful development the main theme of this book?
I respect myself … "You can freely look through the information in the obelisk. These are all the original versions of the records. Your Majesty Sandora, you have the final authority to examine all of their footnotes. You should still remember that this kind of crystallized database built on the foundation of Laghman is conceptually something that cannot be tampered with. There is only one chance to enter it. Please take a look. On every footnote of the database, you will find my name. Ockham? Toldanian! I have also left behind a sentence: No matter the price, even if I have to bear hatred and prejudice, I swear to revive the Empire with my life! "
The middle-aged man's expression was incomparably confident. After Sandora quickly used her spiritual power to connect to the database, her expression immediately became strange.
"What he said is true. His name is there, and so is his sentence."
"Please believe me. As the final executor of the Mausoleum Project, I am still loyal to the Empire. Reviving the Empire is my highest goal." Ockham's expression became solemn. "Perhaps my emotions have already been affected by the Abyss, causing me to be biased in my actions. For this, I am willing to accept punishment — but that will have to wait until the Empire revives! Now is not the time for judgment! "
"Actually, I am a little curious. How many of your words are from the bottom of your heart? They are obviously the truth, but people don't dare to believe them easily." I shook my head slowly. The highest realm of lying was to use ninety-nine percent of the truth to cover up the one percent of the lie. Ockham might be well aware of this. Everything that happened today was filled with bizarre twists and turns. I needed a lot of energy to sort everything out. "Your identity as a Fallen Apostle is a huge problem. You should be very clear about this."
"Regarding this, it is actually very easy to explain." The middle-aged man revealed a bitter smile and shrugged his shoulders helplessly. "After the great calamity, there must be someone who is awake so that they can press the restart button one day in the future. However, in that kind of situation, waking up would mean falling into madness. We were such a group of self-exiled people. In order to survive, in order to have a chance to continue the Mausoleum Project, we voluntarily channeled the energy of the Abyss into our own bodies. From then on, we were reduced to accomplices of evil. However, all of this was just a temporary measure! It was a personal sacrifice that we had to pay for the revival of the Empire! When I came to this document library, the final command in the depths of my memory was activated. I understood what my mission was. That is to recreate the Holy Church and let the memories in the document library return to the real world! "
Ockham spoke passionately. His expression didn't seem fake at all. At this moment, a gentle broadcast suddenly resounded in the hall:
"Warning, the core area's energy is about to be shut down. The final backup energy group is being removed. All the databases in the document library will be offline in fifteen minutes and will become invalid forever. The Holy Church's burial mechanism will be activated in fifteen minutes. Final warning, this action of yours will cause the revival of the Empire Project to be sealed forever. Please confirm …"
"Damn it … That foolish woman …" Ockham roared angrily. Then, he looked at us anxiously. "Please believe me! I am saving the Empire! I am the only hope! That paranoid woman only wants to destroy this place. She has ulterior motives towards you! So … "
"Ockham, you can say whatever you want. There is no turning back now! You and I are very clear that the Mausoleum Project has already failed since the establishment of this document library! "
At this moment, Sylvia's voice suddenly resounded in the hall.
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