To be honest, if Araya hadn't appeared, I would have forgotten that I had such a sleeping goddess in my body — — Her talent in sleeping had already surpassed the standards of common sense and was close to that of hibernation. At first, she still remembered to come out to eat or dry her wings every day, but ever since she started living with Little Xijing, she seemed to have forgotten about it — — Since it was fine not to eat or drink, the angel sister might as well spend every day in my mind taking care of the child.
This was truly the personality of a good wife and loving mother, if one didn't look into the details.
Alaya flapped her wings, even though there wasn't a single speck of dust on them. Then, a small white figure appeared beside her. This was a little girl wearing a white dress with complicated lace. She had a messy white ponytail, a white face, and a white rose over one of her eyes. She was truly a little girl who was pure white from head to toe. She had followed her 'mother' out of the spiritual sea and into the real world. She first looked around curiously, only to realize that she was in a completely unfamiliar place. She immediately pouted in fear and was about to cry. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and grabbed this child who was as white as paper and placed her on my shoulder. This was a habit. Under the influence of the mercury lamp for many years, I had developed an occupational habit of placing anything of similar size on my shoulder whenever I saw it … … Alaya's face was white, and there was a white rose over one of her eyes. She had followed her 'mother' out of the spiritual sea and into the real world.
At first, Little Xijing's attention was attracted by the unfamiliar surroundings, but now that her attention was finally on me, she immediately grabbed my hair and giggled, "Daddy is here!"
"Wow, you learned to speak much faster than your Big Sister Little Bubble," I sighed from the bottom of my heart.
I sighed from the bottom of my heart. Little Qijing was born after I brought her over and 'emptied her memory'. She wasn't even a year old yet, while Bubble was almost three years old. Thus, when we ranked the younger ones in the family, we counted Bubble as her older sister. Of course, you can't delve into the seniority of our family. Sandora is my lover and will be my wife in the future, right? But Mercury Lamp sometimes calls her older sister, while Little Xijing calls Mercury Lamp older sister, so both of them can be considered my daughters. Thus, it can be proven that Sandora is my daughter, I am my son, Little Bubble is my younger sister, and by extension, Bubble is my mother. At that time, it took me almost an entire morning to draw up this relationship, and in the end, I was so exhausted that I almost asked for help with the psychological hotline. Shallow Shallow helped me with ideas, she used a binary equation that she couldn't understand since the first year of middle school to answer my family's questions. In the end, she was not only my mother, but also my daughter — — At that time, both Shallow Shallow and I were both exhausted.
So, if you don't have the mental fortitude to laugh until the end of the world and the magnanimity to accept the destruction of your entire family, don't even think about trying to straighten out the relationship chart of our family, because it's just too ridiculous …
Even though strictly speaking, we were still at the frontlines of war, I still chuckled as I hugged Little Xijing and lifted her up a few times. Unlike Mercury Lamp who would bare her fangs and brandish her claws in protest every time she was lifted up, Little Xijing would never get tired of this game. She giggled and laughed, completely ignoring the flames of war behind her. As expected of the daughter of the leader of the Empire. If this simple-minded expression of hers on the battlefield of thousands of soldiers and horses were to be photographed and hung in the Louvre Museum, it would leave behind many reflections on war, peace, naivety, and childishness for future generations. However, I didn't have the time to reflect on it right now. Instead, I calmed Little Xijing down and turned to Alaya, "Do you know what's going on with this thing?"
Alaya is a Commander-level Apostle of the Mystery faction. Her knowledge system is completely different from ours. If the core of this shadow space isn't a technological creation but a Mystery creation, it might be able to explain it. Even though Sandora is knowledgeable, there is always a fundamental difference between an expert and a skilled worker when it comes to cutting edge issues.
"These are ordinary metals, but they are endowed with an intense obsession and meaning." Alaya points at the mirror-like ground beneath her feet. Fortunately, she is always wearing a long skirt, so the ground is as bright as a mirror. If she was wearing a short skirt, I wouldn't know where to put my eyes. "I can feel an intense obsession coming from beneath my feet. There are only a few words: Defend the defensive line."
Sandora and I look at each other in dismay. Little Xijing starts running around the both of us.
"Defend the defensive line? Just a few words turned our ten planetary battleships into toy guns? "
"It isn't just a few words." Alaya shakes her head. Even though her tone is still as soft as before, her eyes are filled with the gaze of an expert. She seems to be extremely serious. "Brother Monarch, I just took a look at the database and I have a rough understanding of the situation. This is the place where the Vengeance Army separated their souls after retreating to this space. The final obsession they left behind here is to 'defend the defensive line'. Back then, all of the survivors of the Empire maintained the same thought. Furthermore, the intensity of this thought is unprecedented. Furthermore, when the Vengeance Army separated their souls, there would definitely be a large number of Apostles of the Mystery faction participating. The Apostles of the Mystery faction are experts in converting spiritual power into something that can affect the real world. We have always been used to maximizing our efficiency in any situation. Even if it is the corpses and souls of our own kind, if we can use them to serve the Empire, we would be more than happy to modify it. Thus, those powerful wills were used to modify this place. Through symbolism, the powerful obsession formed a permanent layer of information refraction, which is reflected in the mirrors beneath our feet. "
"This … This doesn't make sense, right?" I look at the shiny mirrors beneath my feet in confusion. Even though I understand Alaya's words, I feel that such an explanation is too hasty. Of course, more importantly, so many planetary battleships were actually destroyed by the obsession. Can something like an obsession be that powerful?
"It is just the refraction of information and the embodiment of the Apostle's Rule." Alaya nods his head matter-of-factly. "Just like how the Star Region Protoss possess the power of Rule, the words they speak in their God form can directly change the structure of the world, the powerful Shiring Apostles also possess similar powers. The universe is made up of information. The definition, flow and transformation of information form all things in the world. The souls of the Shiring Apostles can affect the flow of information. When a sufficient number of Schilling souls gather together and explode, it will form a disruption to the flow of information. In the end, 'damage caused by attacks' is just a piece of information. As long as there is a strong enough information disruption to block it, no matter how much firepower we use, we won't be able to break through the defense of this place. "
The more I listened, the more surprised I became. In the end, I shouted frantically, "Isn't this breaking the rules?"
"It's not breaking the rules." Alaya pondered for a moment before replying seriously to Sandora and me. "In the end, this is just a slightly unique defensive method. It's just that it leans more towards the power of the mystical side and requires a suitable method to break through it. It isn't that it is much stronger than Brother Monarch's planetary battleships, but that you have taken the wrong path. Any attack that can cause damage is completely ineffective against this kind of barrier. "
"My own obsession has become a cage to trap me, huh?" Sandora mutters to herself with her head lowered. Then, she looks into Alaya's eyes. "You have a way, right? Open this."
"It is impossible for the power of a single person to be comparable to the combined wills of all the Apostles in the Old Empire," Alaya says weakly. Her blank expression makes one wonder how reliable she is, but she still gives us a way out. "However, I should be able to open up a small passageway if I use Spiritual Polarization to send Brother Monarch and you in. Ah, you can only enter with your spiritual body, not your physical body."
Alaya specially emphasizes on this point.
Sandora and I exchange glances with each other. We can see the obvious expression in each other's eyes. We have already come this far, can we still turn back?
Of course, the most important thing is the spiritual body. Putting everything else aside, Sandora and I are both grandmasters in the field of spiritual power. Sandora's identity as a Soul Snatcher goes without saying, but I am also a Void Creature. According to God Father's words, my body is actually a 'gift at birth'. My true body is spiritual power. With spiritual power and a soul, I am able to take on a Void form. That is my true form … Alright, speaking of this, I am speechless. Why is God Father's Void form still so shockingly handsome, but when I transform, I don't even have a face? It wasn't easy for me to create a nose and a face, and it's a forty to sixty split …
I never expected that Alaya would be so useful in the final moments. This girl's every action seemed to be slightly unexpected. From recklessly rushing to Earth, to getting lost on the moon while taking a stroll, to occasionally shocking me by falling on the ground with a 'plop', and now, to suddenly appearing in a daze and reversing the entire situation. If Shallow Shallow is the type of person whose thoughts are impossible to grasp, then Alaya is the type of person who takes action. The two of them are just like quantum particles, walking down a path of uncertainty until the very end — my thoughts are diverging again.
"Then I'll leave it to you. Also, take good care of the child."
I ruffled the long silvery hair of my angel sister as I stuffed the dizzy little Seki into her arms. Since I was going to enter with my spiritual body, it would mean that my mind would lose the restraints of my physical body. Alaya would usually fall out of my mind from his sleep, and little Seki would most likely slip out of my mind. The situation inside the control core was unclear, and I couldn't let this child take such a risk.
Alaya nodded her head. Then, she had me and Sandora stand within a ring of light that she had casually drawn. All of the special agents of the Empire and the Atlantean Gods were to stand guard from afar, not allowing anyone to get close. (This was mainly to prevent accidental injuries. Both Sandora and I's spiritual powers were focused on offense. No matter who leaked the slightest bit of their spiritual powers, those who were accidentally injured would basically have to say goodbye to the four laws of calculation for the rest of their lives.) After that, she spread open her gigantic wings, and a pure white light instantly filled my and Sandora's vision.
In the instant that my consciousness turned blurry, the angelic singing that sounded like the sounds of nature made me completely relax. The next second, I found myself in a dark space.
My eyes tried to adapt to the surrounding darkness, but after waiting for a few minutes, the darkness was still darkness. I suddenly realized that there was no such thing as eyes in a pure spiritual body. Rather than calling this a space, it would be more appropriate to call it a storage area. The darkness in front of me was probably a kind of spiritual symbol, such as repelling and sealing — — Look at how artistic I am.
Sandora's aura wasn't far away. Yep, that was the feeling. I didn't know if there was any difference in distance in this place. I followed that familiar aura and released a spiritual connection. Sandora immediately replied, "Ah Jun, are you alright on your side?"
"I don't feel anything. I just can't see anything."
"That's normal. We should be in the storage area of the control core," Sandora's voice echoed in the spiritual connection, carrying a strange metallic sound. "So, this is the structure of this place. It doesn't have an empty space. Basically, other than the control system of the shadow space, this is a storage structure. The souls of the Avengers are stored here. In a place like this, all information can be exchanged directly. There's no need for things like light, and of course, there's no need for sound either. "
"It feels like the two of us have crawled into a hard disk?" I felt that the situation before me was quite interesting. There was nothing around me that could be sensed using conventional methods. It was as though the entire world didn't exist except for myself. Yet, there was nothing out of place in my senses. It was as though I was born to live in a world where everything was empty. But actually, this was an illusion created after my way of existence had been changed. I tried to release my spiritual power in all directions in an attempt to attract the attention of the souls of the Avengers. This attempt was very effective. A voice rang in my head. It sounded very familiar.
It was PL-15, the warlord.
"Your Majesty, you have finally returned!"
I could tell that he was greeting Sandora. His tone was still the same as before, but this time, I could clearly hear the excitement in his voice. Just one sentence alone made me feel emotional. These lonely souls had waited in this dark space for many years before their queen finally returned. If it wasn't for the fact that they were stored in a special state, even the minds of the Shiring Apostles would have collapsed by now.
"PL-15." Sandora's voice sounded equally conflicted, but she maintained her composure. She must be very excited and confused right now. I couldn't see anything in here. I could only hear other people's conversation. So, I could only judge the atmosphere by the voices of the two parties. It seemed that I, the 'unfamiliar queen', had been left to the side. Sandora's voice continued, "How many survived?"
"We suffered a great loss, Your Majesty," PL-15 replied immediately. "The number of souls that are still responding has decreased to less than a hundred thousand. When we closed the shadow space, we originally had a few million souls. However, as time passed, our power continued to deplete. When we confirmed that the entire race would be wiped out, we began to merge. According to the rate of depletion, the most exhausted apostles gave up on themselves and merged with the other apostles to continue the team. "
Sandora was silent for a while. Then, she finally asked the question that bothered us the most. "What exactly happened? Why did you create such a shadow space? Why did you lock yourselves up? More importantly, why did the bodies that you gave up on suddenly go out of control and attack the Empire's fleet? Why did they treat me as an invader? "
Although the content was intense, I knew that Sandora didn't mean to scold us. She just had too much pressure to vent. More importantly, she really wanted to know what had happened back then. Even though we had deduced quite a bit, it was still just a guess.
"The Empire was attacked." This time, it wasn't PL-15's voice that spoke, but an unfamiliar female voice. "I hope you can believe it. The ones who attacked us were His Majesty Emperor Isayn and His Majesty Emperor Caesar. They led their entire army to invade your territory, and … they all displayed a shocking Abyss reaction. A few minutes after the invasion started, the garrison troops near the border also mutinied. Many of the soldiers were controlled by the Abyss until we cut off the mental network. "
"Luen?" Sandora had already expected the other party to mention the attack. Hence, she didn't ask much. Instead, she called out to the other party's name. "It's great to know that you are still alive. Where's Samar?"
This time, it was a male voice that responded. "Your Majesty, I am here. Out of the original four warlords, only the three of us are left. Gurrandolph died at the defensive line."
"Your Majesty, you don't seem surprised by the disaster." PL-15's voice resounded. I realized that I was being watched by more than a hundred thousand souls. I wanted to shiver subconsciously. But this time, I didn't even have a body, so I didn't shiver.
"The Empire has been destroyed," Sandora said without hesitation. "A large-scale Abyss explosion destroyed the Empire. The attack that you suffered was the aftermath of that disaster. Now, it is the era of the New Empire, the third year of the Revival Era. Everything is starting from scratch. He and I are the only two emperors of the Empire. "
Sandora was definitely referring to me. Then, I felt a wave-like fluctuation in my mental senses. This should be the other souls expressing their loyalty, but I didn't have the time to carefully understand how much information it contained. Because I was worried that there would be a problem if Sandora said it so directly. The impact of this news was too great.
However, what I didn't expect was that there wasn't any commotion at all. Even though I could sense from my mental senses that all the souls were violently shaking, the mental connection maintained absolute silence. Not a single person said a single word. After Sandora's voice trailed off for a few seconds, PL-15 spoke in a calm tone, "I understand. This will explain the reason for the rebellion of the garrison. Now, we must preserve our own lives. This is in the greater interest of the Empire. But I'm afraid there are not many things that some souls can do. We have already conceptually lost our own bodies. We will never be able to create a body that allows us to move. "
"Now, you should answer my question." Sandora's voice resounded. "Now, I know that you were attacked. But why did it end up like this? What's with this shadow space? What's with the separation of souls? Of course, the most important thing is: What happened to your bodies? "
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