"When the Gods return, what do you want to hand over to them personally?"
The big sister looked into Yodel's eyes, her expression turning serious. "This is a very important question."
"It is impossible to tell the foreigners."
As we expected, Yodel immediately refused. Seeing the unwavering look in his eyes, we knew that there was no room for negotiation. Sandora had intended to use her mind control again, but Yodel was probably very cautious now. He might resist Sandora's mind power. Of course, with the power of a Schilling Emperor, it would be very easy to force an ordinary person to submit. However, it would definitely cause irreparable damage to the old man's spirit and soul. Sandora was not willing to torture an old man just to find out the answer. Besides, it wasn't like we didn't have other ways to find out the truth. It seemed like we still had some time left.
"Actually, I don't really know what it is because I have never personally entered that place." Yodel saw that we didn't speak and thought for a moment, then added, "The mission is passed down from generation to generation. There were many interruptions in between due to various turbulent times. At first, it was something that everyone in the world knew about. But now, only the Church knows about this mission, and only the high-ranking members believe in it. I only know that it is a very important item that has the power to decide the fate of the Gods. It is hidden in a treasury. Of course, I have no comment about this treasury. "
"It doesn't matter. That is no longer important."
Sandora suddenly let out a long sigh, as though she felt that she understood the archbishop well enough. She stood up abruptly. "Fortunately, you still remember this mission. You said that you have an important item to hand over to the Gods who have returned to this world. Then... you must be talking about us. "
Yodel was stunned. He didn't understand what Sandora meant. I was stunned as well. However, it didn't seem like Sandora had chosen to reveal her identity at this time. It seemed that this old man could only say so much. We also took this opportunity to understand his position and the significance of the religious organization he led. The Church in this world was mostly a guardian of an ancient heritage. Even though most of these guardians were no longer clear about their mission, their core members still roughly remembered what happened in ancient times. Seven hundred and twenty thousand years ago, Visca and an Imperial Army had a fierce battle here. After the fierce battle, both sides were probably wiped out. Then, one of them handed an important item to the surviving natives of this world and ordered them to guard the item until their own army regrouped and returned to this world. This wait lasted for a total of seven hundred and twenty thousand years.
My initial guess is that the army that left behind that treasure should be the Empire's army, as Veska was a lunatic back then. She doesn't seem like she would be able to do something so organized. However, considering that this world is essentially a cage, and that no one has returned to this dimension to retrieve that relic for so many years after the war until the Empire went into hibernation, this careless and careless style of doing things is a little similar to the little lunatic of my family back then … In short, I have no way to judge.
So, after understanding all this, Sandora felt that it was time to reveal her identity to the archbishop.
In theory, that was true, but in reality... Yodel was stunned for a few seconds before he immediately jumped up.
"You are making a terrible joke!"
This handsome old man with a head full of white hair shouted loudly, every strand of his hair standing on end. "Perhaps you know many things, but don't you dare use your knowledge to make fun of my faith!"
"Damn, this old man was either a poet or a hoodlum in his previous life," Lin Xue hurriedly poked my back and said softly.
Of course, Yodel wouldn't believe the one-sided words of us foreigners. I had already guessed this. After all, strictly speaking, his trust in us was limited compared to that of strangers. He told us many things because they weren't important. Perhaps ordinary people wouldn't know, but after interacting with the church, they could easily understand these things. He could use these unimportant information to express his sincerity (Of course, that mission was something that Sandora had used a little trick to get him to say, so that didn't count). But other than that, in Yodel's eyes, we were just foreigners from the other side of the Stormy Sea.
What was the value of foreigners? To answer his questions about this world, to bring hope to this world, or to know the words that God had left behind in the other world. These were the hopes that he had placed on foreigners. Yodel was in a desperate situation. The world's impending depletion must have put a lot of pressure on him. Therefore, when he discovered a group of foreigners that the Hope had brought from the other side of the Stormy Sea, he brought us to him immediately. But in the end, he just hoped to get answers from us. He didn't connect us to the return of the Gods. After all, if this was the return of the Gods, then the Gods were too low profile.
If I could think of all this, Sandora, of course, could. She quietly watched Yodel point at her angrily, not minding his rudeness. After Yodel calmed down, she slowly said, "It's normal that you don't believe me, but we can prove our identity. Do you need me to summon the Empire's fleet to this space? Or do you want to come to our home planet to see for yourself? "
Yodel was stunned. Then he frowned and said, "Fleet? I'm afraid that's not enough proof. As you can see, we have the same spaceships … Of course, they might not be as good as your warships, but in essence, they are the same. Perhaps you have obtained more legacies from the Ancient Gods. Other than proving that your world is richer, it doesn't mean anything. "
"Those fleets were built by us," Shallow Shallow said hurriedly.
"Hundreds of thousands of years ago, we could also build smaller spaceships. There are such descriptions in the historical records, but as time passed, many of the ancient factories were closed. Perhaps your ancient factories were more abundant, and they even refurbished each other … "
"F * ck!" I almost spat. "You're trying to stir up trouble. Based on what you said, you have no way of determining our identity!"
Sandora thought about it and suddenly got to the point. "Wait, I have a question. Do you know what the Ancient Gods look like?"
Yodel was stunned. Embarrassed, he said, "I don't know."
"Then how would the Ancient Gods return to this world?"
"… There is no record of that."
"What is the method of identifying the Ancient Gods?"
"… This … Maybe it was in the records from hundreds of thousands of years ago, but it has been lost."
"Can I curse?" Bryndis pointed her middle finger at Yodel. Yodel was stunned by the strange gesture, but he still smiled and gestured back at Bryndis. The female gangster was petrified. She shouted that she would fight Yodel to the death. Unfortunately, she did not make a move even after screaming for a long time.
"In other words, you only know that you have something that you must hand over to the Ancient Gods who have returned to this world. But you don't know what the Ancient Gods look like, and you don't know what will happen when they return. You also don't know any special characteristics of the Ancient Gods. Other than the Ancient Gods reporting their identity, you have no way of identifying them …" The big sister held her forehead in pain. "Don't you realize that this is a big problem?"
Yodel was embarrassed, but he insisted. "You are right. We can't find a way to identify the Ancient Gods, but I am sure that they will not descend in a garbage sorting station. As for what you said earlier, if you take it back now, I can let bygones be bygones. "
Sandora thought for a while, then lowered her head and leaned against my chest. "Ah Jun, think of something."
Think of something? What do you want me to think of with such a stubborn old man?! Could it be that he wanted to kill the other party? I don't think my big eyeballs could write that …
Just as we were in a stalemate, the ground under our feet suddenly shook again.
This time, the tremor was even stronger than the previous one. In just a few seconds, many pieces of equipment fell from the platform they were placed on. Kuozi grabbed the armrest of the chair and said to me anxiously, "Big Brother, I think I heard an explosion outside!"
Yodel had been standing when the earthquake happened. In the end, he fell back into the chair. If it wasn't for the chair behind him, the old man would have suffered a lumbar disc contusion at the very least. After the shaking subsided, he immediately rushed to the circular platform in the middle of the room. He operated a large number of data terminals at a dazzling speed. He didn't even care about us.
The holographic projection on the wall and hovering in the air quickly switched the images under Yodel's control. Very soon, the real-time surveillance footage of various locations on the planet appeared.
The earthquake wasn't just happening in the surrounding areas of the big cities, it was happening all over the world!
In every image, we could see people running for their lives or a simple town collapsing. The densely packed wreckage of the starship was gradually falling apart. The ground had cracked open, and flashes of energy were surging out from the cracks, like bright lava shooting into the sky.
The entire planet was shaking!
"It has begun. It's happening ahead of schedule …" Lin Xue abruptly stood up from the chair and muttered to herself in disbelief, "There is a variable. There is definitely a variable that is interfering with this world …"
"Bishop Lei!" Yodel suddenly shouted from the control panel. "Tell me what is going on!"
A middle-aged man appeared on the largest holographic projection in the room. His black robe was covered in dust, and blood was flowing down the bridge of his nose. When the man saw Yodel, he didn't even bother to wipe the blood off his face and shouted, "Archbishop! The ground is cracking! There are energy explosions everywhere! Many cities' energy networks are paralyzed. The same goes for transportation and communication. There are people injured at the sixth assembly station. A lot of them are injured. It's very serious! " The man spoke in a hurry. Suddenly, there was a bright flash and a loud explosion. He turned to look and shouted without turning his head, "There is a big hole in the wall! The cable is broken. A transport vehicle was blown into the sky and landed on the oxygen factory. There might be more explosions! We have to evacuate immediately! "
The man's voice was interrupted by a series of even louder explosions. The cries and screams of countless people flooded into the room through the communicator. Yodel hurriedly arranged for a rescue operation before the communication was cut off.
While he was frantically contacting all the bishops in the area, reports of huge disasters continued to pour in. It almost clogged up the already problematic bandwidth of the room. In just a few minutes, the red alarm window became the common color of all the screens in the room.
The door at the side was pushed open. Several high-ranking monks in black robes rushed into the control center-like room. Yodel looked up from the pile of screens and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Didn't I say that this room is not to be entered? "
"Your Grace," a monk took off his hood, his expression terrified. "The city … the city is losing its balance. The sluice gate seems to have sunk!"
"What?!" Yodel completely lost his cool for the first time. He rushed down from the control panel, but at that moment, another violent tremor came from under his feet. He was in his fifties or sixties after all. His body was not as agile as a young man's. He was about to fall onto a hard, ridged control panel. However, a thick vine caught him in time. Then, a wild Liliana jumped out from a bunch of vines not far away. She placed one hand on her hip and the other pointed to the sky. She looked up and said loudly, "Every time the mortals are slaughtered, it is the grace of the great Goddess of Life …"
"Stop talking nonsense!" I quickly patted her. "Get to work. It's time to do something good."
A green light screen flashed, and Liliana turned into her green-haired elf form. Her body was brimming with life energy, and it was as though plants were about to burst out of the ground in this steel-enclosed room. She took out her Scepter of Life and put Jingle, who was on my shoulder, into her pocket. Then, she ran to the door and shouted, "Suffering mortals, please accept the Goddess's sincere blessings … Oh my god, do you have to make the door handle so high?!"
"Liliana and Jingle are in charge of treating the injured. Hurry up and send a transport ship over," I quickly said to Sandora. After getting confirmation from her, I turned to Yodel. "Are you okay? Just now, I saw that your ankle seemed to have turned to the back... "
"I'm fine," Yodel replied quickly. He was stunned when Liliana transformed into her beautiful form. However, he quickly put that scene to the back of his mind as the earthquakes continued to grow stronger and weaker. He started to order a few monks to evacuate the residents of the city. After giving out a few orders, he suddenly remembered what we had said. "Wait, you said that you have a transport ship?"
"I know what you want to say. They are already on their way."
Yodel looked at us with a burning gaze. After confirming that I wasn't lying, he nodded. "Alright, it seems that you can really surprise me. Monks, return to your posts immediately. Prepare to lift the Cathedral. "
The black-robed monks revealed shocked expressions. The leader quickly said, "Your Excellency, after the Cathedral leaves the city, the last lock on the gate will be unlocked. The Holy Library..."
"The gate has already been lowered, hasn't it?"
Yodel glanced at him. "Go. Perhaps our mission will be completed today."
The monks were even more shocked, but this time, none of them said a word. They just bowed in unison and left the bishop's room, which was more like a control center than a prayer room.
Yodel quickly returned to the circular platform in the middle of the room, leaving us to the side. He quickly switched the processes of the data terminals. All the monitors in the room switched to complicated diagrams and mechanical scans.
"Battleship Control Cabin."
These words flashed through my mind.
The largest holographic projection in the room showed the exterior view of the Cathedral. It was probably from a point hundreds of meters above the Cathedral. From this perspective, we could see that the high ground where the Cathedral was was tilting... Wait, it wasn't just the high ground. The entire city seemed to be tilting! All the buildings in the city had formed an obvious angle with the edge of the sinkhole in the background. The foundation of the city seemed to be flipping!
The streets were filled with panicked people. However, from what I could see, there weren't many injured people. The people were just in a sorry state. The few who had injuries were not fatal. As this world was filled with tough metals, the earthquake did not cause a large number of buildings to collapse. Moreover, the city was far away from the rupture zone (in fact, many settlements were far away from the rupture zone because the rupture zone was the connecting zone between the giant spaceship wreckages. The residential areas were located in the center of the spaceship wreckages and were quite a distance away from the edge). The residents avoided the two worst outcomes: being crushed by their houses or being swallowed by the earth. The panicked residents swarmed outside the city. There were transportation cableways and spaceship launching platforms that could help them escape from the collapsing city. Among the crowd, we saw the monks in black robes floating in the air with the help of small anti-gravity devices. They were waving their light sticks. It seemed that Yodel's order had been carried out. The monks were actively organizing the people to evacuate the danger zone.
The holographic projection scanned the streets and finally returned to the Cathedral. Just as the Cathedral appeared in the middle of the screen, I saw bright blue sparks bursting from the bottom of the Cathedral.
Then... the building left the high ground and rose into the air!
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