"I have completed my mission."
The radiant giant stood in front of the outpost that he had guarded for 760,000 years. He stood as straight as a soldier awaiting inspection. Even though exhaustion covered his face, Zeus' eyes were still emitting a fiery radiance.
This might have been the longest mission in history. On a certain day 760,000 years ago, the warrior that was created had accepted the order. Since then, he had been guarding his own sentry post loyally. Even though his master had been reduced to ashes, he had never given up on this mission. Today, 760,000 years later, he could finally proudly announce that he had completed his ancient mission and returned the outpost to his master.
"You are excellent, soldier. Truly, as excellent as a soldier of the Imperial Army," Sandora said with a dignified yet emotional expression. "You have defended your own line of defense and defended this temple. Open the door to the control room and let us see the ancient Shiring Apostles."
"Yes, God Moragus is inside," Zeus replied in a thunderous voice.
He raised his hand and shot a ray of light at the door of the temple. The door immediately opened in response. He then looked at his brother Hades curiously. He was a little curious as to why Hades was looking up at the sky at a thirty-degree angle and shivering from time to time. He would never understand Hades' current state without going through a purification "treatment" that was a few hundred times stronger than usual.
We didn't allow anyone else to follow us. All the soldiers and Divine Servants stayed outside. Even Icetis stopped Iersen and Lin who wanted to follow us in. Although this female rogue was usually careless and even a little stupid, she was a senior who understood the big picture and had great foresight in certain situations. She stopped the two impulsive juniors and took out a deck of poker cards from her pocket. "Don't follow us in. Let's play Fight the Landlord, shall we? Monina, did you and Kenser bring the military chess? "
"Very good, very good," Kenser nodded. "Who wants prawns?"
I could clearly feel that when Sandora and I entered the temple, the atmosphere behind us was very heavy. It was very heavy and focused on the five Protoss Cops.
The Temple of Zeus had a gorgeous exterior. The thick columns and carved walls made it look like a heavenly hall in a religious mural. However, its interior was not as complicated as I had imagined. Zeus's 12-meter height meant that this 20-meter-tall building could not even have a duplex. So, after entering through the main door, the Temple of Zeus directly entered a large hall.
This was a square hall that was 150 meters long on each side. There was not a single pillar to support it. It looked exceptionally bright and transparent. Half of the floor was an overlook image of the city of Atlantis, accurately showing the current situation of the city. There were many holographic projections floating irregularly in the middle of the hall. There were complex curves and data reports floating on them. There was also a familiar holographic console that looked like the control panel of a starship. Of course, the main function buttons were now gray. Countless complex and advanced machines were placed next to the walls of the hall. It looked a little like the command hall of an interstellar battleship, but it seemed to lack many things. The slight flow of energy and the sound of the machines echoed in the hall, giving me the illusion that I had walked into a bridge.
This was the Temple of Zeus. It had the name and appearance of a temple, but in reality, it was the control room of an ancient colonial ship. Zeus was the guardian of this place and the operator of these devices. Although he was an ancient person, the Shiring Apostles had taught him knowledge far beyond that of an ordinary civilization. This made him one of the few "scientists" in Atlantis who could control part of the functions of the Sunscorching Obelisk, although this was a subtle way of saying it.
I looked around briefly, and then my eyes focused on the front together with Sandora. There was a crystal in the center of the hall. Its shape was irregular. It looked like a fragment of a large crystal that had fallen here. Its surface was floating with the radiance of psionic energy. The energy was abundant and clean. This crystal fragment had a radius of about four to five meters and a height of about six meters. It was conical in shape, like a fiercely burning flame that suddenly froze.
I noticed that the bottom of this crystal did not have a connecting platform like the conventional Schilling equipment. It extended directly from the floor of the hall.
"Below the control room is the top of the Sunscorching Obelisk," Zeus' voice came from above us. "The energy of the control room is directly provided by the obelisk. The Sunflame Crystal is an extension of the obelisk. It contains the purest power of God, and it has never been extinguished even in the darkest moments. The god Moragus was seriously injured after leading us to escape from our homeland. He said that he could no longer heal himself, but someone had to control the obelisk. The Atlanteans did not have enough talent, so the great god came to the control room and fused himself with the obelisk. He then ordered me to stay by his side forever and dedicate my loyalty to the Empire for the rest of my life. For the past seven hundred and sixty-eight thousand two hundred and forty-five years, I have faithfully fulfilled my mission and guarded this place. "
Sandora and I walked forward and quietly observed the blue and white crystal that Zeus called the Sunflame Crystal. When I got closer, I realized that there was a tall Shiring Apostles sealed in this translucent crystal.
Moragus was wearing the standard silver-white robe of the Empire's scientists. The coat of arms on his chest showed that he was a special scholar with an officer's establishment. He had a stern expression that was commonly seen among the apostles of the old Empire. He stared forward like a strict instructor. He sat on an alloy chair that was commonly seen on the battleship. Even though he was seriously injured, he still sat upright at the last moment when he was sealed.
When Sandora and I walked into the crystal, the latter gave off a very faint resonance. The blue halo on the surface was obviously brighter. Sandora and I simultaneously felt a subtle sensation in our minds. Even though the abnormality only appeared for a moment, we instantly understood a lot of information.
"Looks like that's your chair." I had long noticed that there was a very large chair at the other end of the hall. That was undoubtedly where Zeus usually sat. Due to his mission, Zeus could not lie down to rest. His powerful modified body did not need to lie down to rest, so this chair was the only place in the hall where he could relax. "Tell me about this Schilling … the Great God. I am a little curious."
"Yes, I often sit there and look at the Great God Moragus from afar. The Great God is in a deep sleep, but I can still hear his voice occasionally. I can also hear him talking to himself when he is controlling the obelisk. "Zeus answered my question without reservation." He talked about honor and goals, as well as the Empire that he could no longer contact. He has been waiting for the arrival of the Gods because he said that he still has something important to give to his Emperor. But after a period of time, the Great God suddenly said that everything was wrong. That was the first time he seemed to have given up on something. After that, the Great God rarely spoke. I know that he could no longer contact the Gods, but his intuition seemed to make him feel … something terrible. Please forgive me, I can only say so. "
"No, don't worry," Sandora said in a low voice. "Because it is indeed a terrible thing. Every Shiring Apostles should tremble in fear."
After saying that, she returned her gaze to the crystal that sealed Moragus. Apart from the momentary burst of light, there was no other reaction from it.
I gently touched Sandora's arm. She turned her face and shook her head slightly. Our telepathic connection made us think about the same thing long ago, so there was no need for words.
I sighed. Together with Sandora, we gave the Ancient Shiring Apostles the most respectful salute from the highest leader to the ordinary military officers. "You have done your duty, soldier."
The seemingly indestructible psionic crystal suddenly emitted an unprecedented bright blue light after that sentence. Then, it silently turned into psionic particles that filled the sky. After ten seconds, it slowly dissipated into the air.
The crystal tomb, along with the Ancient Apostle named Moragus, turned into energy that filled the space.
"He persisted for too long. He has overdrawn everything that can be overdrawn," Sandora said softly. "Even his soul has been overdrawn. But in the end … he still waited until we arrived. The database in the control room has all the research information left behind by the expedition team. The original purpose of the construction of Atlantis was to preserve knowledge … Forget it, it's nothing. "
"It's a pity." I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. I turned to look at the giant that was more than ten meters tall not far behind me. Due to the huge difference in height, I couldn't see his expression clearly. But when a ball of liquid that weighed more than forty kilograms fell to the ground less than two meters away from me, almost drenching Sandora and me, I knew that Zeus shed a tear. "He has lost all hope of resurrection in order to wait for us."
"The Almighty God talked about his departure," Zeus said in a low voice. "He announced his death ten days ago, but that piece of Demon Metal reignited his fighting spirit. The Almighty God said that this would be the last battle of his life. Regardless of the outcome, he would fight until the end … No matter what, my other mission has been completed."
Sandora and I looked at each other. We knew that the time to leave had come.
"Pull yourself together as soon as possible. This city needs to be rebuilt. We are here to bring you home. The days of suffering are over. "
Sandora and I walked out of the main door. Outside the temple, the commanders of the Armored Scorpion, Raven, and Leader Bee were organizing their troops. The ground troops that had attacked the Sacred Mountain had cleared out the last of the enemies on this floating island. The Valkyrie and Anubis, who had regained control, were catching up from another mountain path. Perhaps I saw some familiar faces among them. The girls of Fantasy Village gathered in a corner awkwardly. They suddenly realized that they didn't fit in with the solemn atmosphere of this place. Among the crowd, Boli, Souldream, and Yagumzi were the only two who were more used to it. The five Protoss team gathered solemnly in a spacious area. Even though they were the smallest in number, the warriors around them took the initiative to stay away from them because of a certain aura. Kenser was staring at the commander in his hand, while Icetis was peeking at Lin's trump card. I think I knew why everyone was staying away from this group of scourges.
The thick clouds in the sky had dissipated. The moon that had blocked the sunlight had also moved in another direction. Bright sunlight gradually shone on the entire city, dyeing the ancient Atlantis golden. The smoke at the foot of the mountain had yet to dissipate. The collapsed buildings and towers in the city were a scene of devastation. However, there was only the joy of victory on the faces of the Atlanteans.
"The Shiring Apostles is dead. His soul has dissipated," I said to Ola, who was walking over silently. "Send a batch of technicians over. The research materials he left behind in the control room are all about the Atlantean modification technology."
Ares walked over. Sandora nodded gently at him. "Go and inform your people. Get ready to go home."
Intense joy was revealed on the face of the unsmiling "God of War." He turned around and waved his arms at his compatriots, but he did not say a word. Soon, cheers erupted from the crowd. Then, more cheers spread all the way down Mount Olympus, all the way to the foot of the mountain where tens of thousands of civilians gathered. Together, the cheers became a completely indiscernible sound wave.
Little Bubble, who was playing with Ling Meng, burst into tears on the spot.
The cheers lasted for a full half an hour. The Atlanteans almost lost control of their emotions. The people of Fantasy Land fell into severe tinnitus and insomnia for the next 48 hours. When we left the mountain and teleported back to the transport mothership, Rhododendron Spp. was so dizzy that she fell off the teleportation platform.
We all thought that her sensitive fox ears were the culprit behind this serious reaction. Vixen herself soon developed a magical stunt: when she couldn't raise her hands, she learned to directly control her ears and fold them in half. Of course, this is a story for another time.
Gilgamesh, who had been dragged away by Jingle and Eleanor, was also dragged back by the scorpions from some unknown corner. The poor girl seemed to have suffered a very serious ravage. Although her appearance had been restored by magic, her emotions were obviously very unstable. During this period, she tried to fight Eleanor several times, but she was beaten back by me with a karate chop. At the same time, Sandora and I expressed serious concern about her three ahoge. Sandora also judged based on her smell that she had experienced at least two to three changes from raw to cooked and from cooked to raw. At first, I didn't understand why Eleanor was the one who froze Jingle, but the golden girl was the one who was the most severely struck by lightning. But when she sighed in a Xianglin-Sister-In-Law tone, "I really should have changed my clothes before that idiot ice spirit did it." Then, the truth was finally revealed: her golden body was too much of a lightning rod.
This perhaps meant that even though it was junior high physics, Gilgamesh didn't study it seriously.
The star ring fragment had been recovered. It could be said that it was the most dangerous abyssal infection we had collected so far. That's right, we had collected a lot of star ring fragments. Sandora and I had personally dealt with three or four fragments. The other expeditionary forces had also found more than a dozen star ring fragments when they carried out missions in various worlds. But all those fragments added up were not as serious as the one that had crashed into Mount Olympus. And there was a reason for that.
Before this, all the fragments we collected from other worlds had crashed into huge planets and caused extremely serious disasters, such as Resident Evil. This kind of global disaster was terrible, but it was equivalent to releasing and alleviating the abyssal energy on the fragment. The abyssal energy would not dissipate because of dilution, and it could gradually become stronger as the infection progressed. But at least in a short period of time, the abyssal reaction on a fragment would spread to the entire planet, which was equivalent to reducing the threat of the fragment itself. This made it much easier for us to recover it. The Atlantean star ring fragment was different. It had crashed into a place with abundant psionic energy at its peak. Even if all the power contained in it had erupted, at best, it could only pollute an area the size of a large city. Coupled with the heroic and fearless resistance of the Atlanteans and the powerful suppression ability of the city's psionic network in the early stages, a considerable part of the abyssal reaction of the fragment was suppressed and did not erupt.
The abyssal energy could affect anything, including matter, energy, and even many laws of the universe. But its transmission effect in different "mediums" was still affected. Among high-density energy fluids (except psionic energy), the abyssal transmission speed was the fastest, the highest, and the craziest, followed by physical matter. Many physical matter could only rely on contact to be infected. Thin energy clouds, matter clouds, or a vacuum environment would greatly hinder the abyssal infection (only relatively speaking). This caused the star ring fragment to crash into Atlantis. Although it had once crashed through the floating island's shield, it did not cause much leakage to the outside world. After that, the Atlantean barrier quickly reacted and acted as the "protective wall of the reactor", which in turn imprisoned the abyssal energy within. Sandora was full of appetite and associated it with the steamer. That girl's teeth were too good.
The combination of all these reasons directly created an unprecedented and authentic Abyssal Infection for us.
This made Sandora and me anxious for a while, while a certain simple-minded coffin-lover was indescribably excited. Tawil believed that she had finally found the most rare research material in the world, an abyssal amalgamation that had not experienced much weakening. She would be able to see with her own eyes how such a dangerous thing was bound and purified by psionic energy. She would also be able to create a more accurate graph of the abyssal reaction's gradual decay under the effect of the purification power. The latter was once one of the most important scientific achievements in the Empire, and was listed as the highest intellectual treasure in the central database of the Empire. It had helped the Empire destroy at least a four-digit number of Abyssal Gates. But as the Empire fell apart, this thing became a regrettable legend along with the old Empire's interdimensional transportation center's real-name online ticketing system. Now, Tawil felt that she had the chance to rewrite history — at least in theory.
But according to the usual rules, it was more likely that she would rewrite her own research institute due to the "side effects" of some scientific work before she could rewrite history. Perhaps this time, I would have to consider sending that research maniac to work in the middle of nowhere …
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