The mission I brought saved Liliana's life, giving her a reason to temporarily free herself from her hellish job.
Although the little lass usually behaved like a slacker, there was one thing that I was satisfied with. That was her sense of responsibility. She always did what she said she would. She would definitely try her best to complete the mission given to her by others. She would never shirk the work that she promised to do. A while ago, she announced that she would make the name of the Goddess resound throughout the entire Danmoo-Iii Mineral Planet. Now, she actually installed more than 97 million loudspeakers … But I digress.
Anyway, since she took the initiative to help our Goddess deal with her backlog of work, she definitely had to do what she said. If I didn't come to save her, the stubborn Liliana would probably fail her tribulation in the Holy Temple. The special mission I brought saved her. The little lass was still trying to find a proper reason to end this impossible job.
However, Liliana was liberated. Our Goddess was about to usher in her worst day.
After being tossed into the mountainous pile of documents, the little lass was still in a daze. She closed her eyes and crawled around on the scroll, looking as though she couldn't wake up. When she couldn't find the thumb that she was hugging, she opened her eyes in a daze. But even after seeing her surroundings clearly, she still curiously bounced around and asked me and Liliana what this place was. She had been a God who didn't care about anything for too long. She had basically forgotten what her own Holy Temple looked like!
In the end, when Liliana explained the situation to the little lass, Jingle immediately cried out and fainted.
Needless to say, this little lass usually bought a bunch of useless junk from the Realm of Gods. Moreover, every few days, she would get fined for various mistakes. Even if you beat her to death, she wouldn't be able to fork out the money to exchange for a genuine operating system.
In the end, I had no choice but to call over the five Protoss Cops, who were currently eating, drinking, and having fun in the Azeroth Assembly. I got them to help a certain idiot God deal with his mountainous pile of mess. It could be said that the little lass was resurrected. But when Eersson and the others saw the World Management Terminal that was almost paralyzed by their leader, even Uncle Kenser couldn't say the word 'excellent'.
"To be honest, I feel that if this universe didn't have this management system, it would probably develop more normally."
This was what Eersson had muttered on the Throne of the Ten Thousand Kings in the Pantheon after the World Tree had performed a self-check. Eersson's head was drenched in cold sweat as he looked at the wall of error reports and system loopholes. In the end, this unlucky child was tied up and hung up by the furious Dingdang.
Uncle Kenser silently took out a golden cylinder and installed it on the embossed platform in the middle of the room. "Let's reinstall the virtual system. At the very least, add the anti-black screen patch for the New Year's version."
Oh oh oh, so Uncle Kenser is also used to using a USB drive as a system?
"Honestly, Icetis, did you really write this system?"
Ignoring Jingle's cute five-colored squad, I sneakily took a step back and whispered into Icetis's ear.
"Of course it's true!" Our glorious Goddess of Light immediately puffed out her voluptuous breasts that could make Jill Gami jump into a well several times over. As she shook, she used her fist to forcefully drill into my head. "Back in the day, I was a valiant general whose name resounded through the mod world. No one was able to surpass the simplified version of the world's operating system that I wrote for hundreds of thousands of years. This system was even written by me when I was an intern. It was truly a soul-stirring and nostalgic era. A few of us technical geniuses with great ambitions formed our own studio. Every day, we tenaciously fought against the combined forces of the Pantheon's Genuine Protection Team and various large world management terminal manufacturers. We provided batch after batch of excellent cracked operating systems for the vast number of poor world management gods like this idiotic Goddess of Life …"
I finally understood. "After all this time, you guys were actually a group that cracked and pirated operating systems?"
A bunch of divine versions of a tomato garden! I say, didn't you guys have a downstream customer called Sicarro back then?
"Tsk tsk tsk! Don't make it sound so bad! " Icetis immediately became unhappy and hugged me even more tightly. "We, the mod research group, are also considered technical workers! If it wasn't for the guys in my group who all turned to virtual machines, I might have also been a scientist. Sigh, a hero doesn't boast about his past achievements. Later on, I discovered that it was much more interesting to find people to fight with than programming! "
Alright, alright. Our glorious Goddess of Light, can I trouble you to tell the audience how you completed the earth-shattering transformation from a technical geek to a hoodlum leader? Wait, according to that user notification, maybe it wasn't a transformation, but Icetis finally discovered her true value in her boring technical geek life?
"That's because I couldn't get a job after signing up for the wrong major …"
The hoodlum goddess said. "But don't think that I haven't taken over for so many years. It's not a problem to fix this system a bit. Back then, I was also known as the OS God who didn't need any operating system to manage the world. You guys come over and help me!"
I was speechless.
Even with the help of her subordinates and the operating system's designer, Icetis, who was personally working on it, Jingle still had a mountain of things to do today. Ever since she took office, she hadn't properly handled official business for two to three years. Moreover, she persistently used a pirated system that had more bugs than patches to manage the world. The troubles on Jingle's hands had already reached a level that even Icetis was shocked by. The little thing probably had to work until night time today.
But think on the bright side. Although the little thing had her hands full today, at least our world was temporarily safe. At the very least, there wouldn't be a disaster like a race being deleted due to a lack of memory. Also, there wouldn't be any sudden popping up in the sky saying, "Command with 0x 00000000 memory. This memory can't be" read "or" written ", and then the entire universe's background radiation would be completely blue …
The decision to have Liliana help resurrect that mysterious warrior was the correct one. As expected, Tawil planned to first dissect that unlucky big guy and study him from head to toe before resurrecting him. A certain bespectacled lady's research fanaticism was terrifying. Under the push of the phrase "knowledge is power", this female scientist could trample all humanitarianism. Fortunately, with Liliana's help, Tawil's wishful thinking fell through. We didn't even have to wait for twenty-four hours. Early the next morning, Sandora and I received a report that the otherworld warrior had been successfully resurrected.
This time, I didn't bring too many people. I just led the sisters Pandora and Sandora, who had turned into followers, to the research center. After the giant warrior was resurrected, he was directly transferred from the medical center to this place. Tawil still didn't give up the last chance to trample on humanitarianism.
"He is still very weak, but he has basically regained consciousness. This otherworld person's physical fitness is incredible. All of his cells have mutated. Not only is his explosive power amazing, but his recovery is even stronger." In front of the ward, an Empire technician who was in charge of nursing gave us a brief report. "We have conducted a genetic comparison. This giant's genetic form is basically the same as a normal human on Earth, but there are a lot of traces of artificial modification. This gave birth to his abnormally tall body. Perhaps it also gave him that kind of supernatural power. There seems to be evidence that this warrior had previously received psionic energy radiation and mental modification. However, due to the lack of more information, this is only based on speculation."
"How is his mood?"
I put my hand on the button to open the door and asked casually as I pressed it.
"No emotion, extremely silent. All he did after waking up was eat and then rest, but so far, we haven't found any hostile tendencies."
"Alright, he's a boring person." I shrugged at Sandora. At the same time, the door of the ward slid open silently, and everyone filed in.
In the middle of the ward, the tall warrior was sitting on the bed next to the medical cabin with his back facing us. The scarred and bloodstained armor and his greatsword had been cleaned and placed in the corner. He was now wearing an oversized white hospital gown. Even though the two-and-a-half-meter giant was sitting on the bed, he still looked as tall as a hill. I quickly patted Pandora and Visca's little heads, telling them not to get too excited later.
The movement behind him caught the attention of the weak but still vigilant warrior. He quickly turned his head and saw us.
"Looks like he's recovering well." Sandora nodded and walked towards the warrior. "Where did you come from?"
However, I didn't receive a reply to Shadora's question. The unknown warrior focused his gaze in a certain direction after we appeared. After a momentary daze, he suddenly revealed a shocked and furious expression. Before I could react, he waved his hand to the side, and a silver-white halo covered his arm. The door-sized greatsword that was placed in the corner of the room flew through the air and into his palm.
"Heyah!! Kazerizar！！”
Holding the greatsword in his hand, the unknown warrior roared with a hoarse voice as he leaped up and charged towards us.
"Kneel!"
Sandora said casually. The heavy sound of metal landing on the ground immediately echoed. The greatsword in the unknown warrior's hand flew far away after it left its owner's hand. The warrior crawled on the ground with an unwilling expression, but he continued to curse loudly, "Nazerizar pudaza! Demon! You have finally appeared in front of the children of the Gods! Dulazabema kuwanor！ We haven't fallen yet! "
Everyone looked at the shocking reaction of the other party with a confused expression. The Royal Guards were stopped in the middle of teleportation by Sandora's command. The latter and I looked at each other for a few seconds before Visca's hesitant voice broke the silence in the room, "… Atlantean?"
In an instant, the ward fell into a dead silence.
Even the raging warrior quietened down. After a long while, he let out a hoarse laugh that sounded like the roar of a beast, "Aha, haha … Demverzar! Demon! What kind of conspiracy is this!? Pretending that you don't know me! "
The fact that was completely out of everyone's expectations stunned everyone. After I came back to my senses, I quickly pressed on Visca's shoulder, "Lass, are you sure? Atlantean? "
The cat-eyed girl immediately nodded, "I remember now. This is an Atlantean, a super strong warrior created by the Empire's research team. At first, they caused a lot of trouble for my regular troops, but … Atlantis should have been completely destroyed …"
"I am curious why you only recognized his identity now." Seeing that the giant warrior was still unable to move under Sandora's mental command, I understood the situation from Visca.
The little girl shook her head slowly, "I have destroyed so many worlds, how can I record all of them!"
Cold sweat instantly appeared on my forehead. You can't afford to hurt a sister who was once a Demon King who killed people like flies!
The sudden change in the situation made me feel extremely troubled. This Atlantean warrior who popped out of nowhere obviously hated Visca to the core. Perhaps it was impossible to make him give up on the idea of being enemies with us, but logically speaking, this was all Visca's fault. Sandora might not care, but I couldn't kill this innocent person for peace, but punishing Visca? That's even more impossible, this is my sister! Not to mention that she was completely in a state of madness when she killed everyone back then! Doesn't she know that mental patients don't bear criminal responsibility?
If I really can't hold it in any longer, I can only think of a way to make this big guy lose his memory.
"Look up."
A cold voice interrupted my thoughts about whether smashing with a hammer or slapping a pan would be more effective in erasing memories. Looking towards the source of the voice, it turned out that Pandora had walked in front of the giant warrior without me noticing, and Visca was standing beside her.
The one who gave the order was Pandora, who had a blank expression on her face.
Sandora relaxed a part of her mental control, and the Atlantean warrior raised his head in confusion. His bloodshot eyes were still filled with anger, but the moment he saw the 1.2m sisters, his expression turned into confusion.
Making a 2.5m giant man look up at you, Pandora, does this give you a sense of achievement?
I guessed Pandora's intention, but I was speechless at this girl's pitiful attempt to gain a sense of achievement in terms of height.
"Demon? Two? "
"The demon that you speak of is long dead!" I saw Sandora's signal with her eyes, so I quickly went forward and cooperated with her act. I came in front of the Atlantean survivor, pointing at the two sisters next to me and talking nonsense. "He was killed by them. Strictly speaking, it was Visca who eliminated the demon. If you are an Atlantean, I roughly know what happened to you. At that time, there was indeed a dangerous traitor among us, and he destroyed your world. However, my sister Visca finally eliminated that crazy guy. In order to prevent the resurrection of the demon, she used her soul to suppress the demon's body. Perhaps this can dispel your misunderstanding of Visca's appearance. "
In a place where others couldn't see, Visca began to pinch my waist with all his might.
I am a master of deception — Alright, I know this story is a little lame, but it is undeniable that this is the complete truth! The crazy 7535 was dispelled by the rational Visca. The body of the demon that once destroyed the world is now filled with a cute cat-eyed loli. Look, the Chinese language is really broad and profound. Everything can be settled with a little rhetoric. You can't say that I am lying, right?
The crazy Visca and the rational Visca are basically two different people. They just inherited the same body. Although this can't deny the little girl's mistakes, at least Visca doesn't have to bear the heavy sense of guilt …
But even if everything is the truth, I know that in the end, whether or not this Atlantean survivor can calmly talk to everyone still depends on the other party's attitude. God knows what he is thinking right now.
"I once had a head-on encounter with that crazy butcher." The Atlantean warrior lowered his head. He was panting from enduring Sandora's mental oppression, but he still insisted on not letting his forehead touch the ground. "Thousands of my people were burned to ashes by her madness. My hometown was razed to the ground in an instant. I will never forget the twisted face of that demon … Cough, cough …"
His body had not fully recovered yet, but he was already moving violently. Coupled with the direct impact of Sandora's mental oppression, the sturdy warrior coughed violently. Then, he slowly raised his head and looked into Visca's eyes.
"There are only a few people who escaped from the hands of that demon. Basically, it can only be attributed to luck. I remember those mocking eyes. You look exactly like that demon, but I don't see the madness in your eyes … You are not her. "
Sandora released her mental oppression. The warrior, who was already sweating profusely, panted for a while before finally standing up again. Then, he looked at Pandora and her sister with a burning gaze.
"There is only one demon, but the two of you look exactly like her. Furthermore, it is impossible for that demon to stand in front of any mortal with such a harmless look. Maybe I have made a mistake … Did you use your soul to control the demon's body? "
It seemed that this warrior wasn't as rough as his appearance. Even though an irrefutable fact was placed in front of him, he still had doubts about Visca's appearance.
The cat-eyed loli nodded lightly. Then, she leaned over and grabbed my arm. She looked like a weak little girl who was frightened. This action dispelled a lot of the Atlantean warrior's doubts. I listened to Visca's muttering through the mental connection. Sweat poured down my face like rain, "Brother, you are too tall …"
I had to quickly reduce the hatred, "Alright, alright. You have already caused enough harm to others hundreds of thousands of years ago."
"Who are you?"
The Atlantean warrior still had the last bit of doubt in his eyes, but his voice sounded calm. Looking at Visca, whom he had once regarded as a demon, acting coquettishly beside a man, he asked his own question.
"It seems that the expedition team didn't let you see more things. You actually haven't realized your own situation." Sandora shook her head, "As the Empire that once supported the Atlantean civilization, we are now back."
The moment Sandora's voice fell, a large-scale holographic illusion immediately appeared in the room. The exterior buildings of the shadow base and the warships docked at the star port appeared in these projections. If the other party was from Atlantis, he should at least have an impression of this huge thing.
Sure enough, after the Atlantean warrior saw these things, the muscles on his face immediately twitched. His chest heaved up and down violently, as if there was a hot flame steaming in it. After a few consecutive heavy breaths, the giant-like warrior finally managed to suppress his emotions. Then, under our surprised gazes, he bent down and said, "What are you talking about?
"Serial number AL-135, Ares, welcomes the return of the Gods."
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