Spacious, grand, as if it was another world, but because of the cold metallic light and lifeless mechanical lines, it appeared lifeless. The garage of the "War Ark" -class transport ship was the best place to store war machines, but it was definitely not a good place to live peacefully. In such a space filled with cold colors and ferocious-looking armed spaceships, the refugees seemed to be at a loss of what to do. They could only try their best to get close to people they were familiar with, relying on unity to obtain as much security as possible.
Almost every temporary refugee ship was similar. The military transport motherships that were originally used to transport war machines naturally did not have enough passenger cabins when they were conscripted as search and rescue ships. Therefore, all the refugees that were rescued from the ruined planet were gathered in the vast hangar, staying together with the massive and terrifying Imperial Army. To avoid danger, the transport motherships activated a secondary zone control rule. The cargo storage area in the hangar was surrounded by a translucent pale blue psionic barrier. The glowing barrier divided the hangar into many corridors, and the panicked refugees were thus divided into many zones. Even though they could see each other through the pale blue barrier, they dared not rashly pass through the flashing warning signs and sentry posts to meet up with their families. Therefore, it became another reason for the atmosphere to worsen.
Most people still did not know what had happened. When the disaster arrived, they only thought that one of the mining stations nearby had triggered an ancient energy furnace and caused an explosion. But as the land fell apart and the ground beneath their feet almost toppled over, only then did people realize that an unprecedented disaster was befalling them. The people on the highlands were the first to witness the horrifying scene of the ground being torn apart by a huge, fiery rift. Soon after that, a large green light appeared in the sky. The light rapidly healed the wounds of the people injured in the earthquake and explosion, even reviving many unlucky souls who had died in accidents without anyone knowing. And before the people could recover from the second anomaly, countless huge shadows appeared in the sky.
The fleet of spaceships, dragging long streaks of blue light behind them, descended from the sky and began to search for every survivor on the land covered in flames and smoke. Most of the refugees were carried onto the spaceships by a group of heavily armed Heavy Armor Warriors while they were at a loss. Quite a number of people only realized what was happening outside the porthole when the spaceships climbed to the outer edge of the atmosphere. And it was this one glance down from the outer edge of the atmosphere that caused a lot of panic among the refugees.
There was nothing more nightmarish than watching one's own planet gradually disintegrating under one's feet. The scene of the dark-brown home planet being enveloped by a giant web of flames and gradually being cut into countless pieces would probably be an unforgettable nightmare for the people of this generation.
Now, these disaster victims who were rescued from the surface were gathered in different areas, discussing cautiously in low voices, sobbing, or cursing. Many pairs of eyes would carefully glance at the heavy-armored infantrymen who were standing guard not far away, but in the end, the owners of these eyes still did not make up their minds to take the initiative to talk to these soldiers. It was not because these soldiers had done something frightening. On the contrary, everyone here knew that they were rescued from the disaster by these soldiers. However, the problem was that these guys looked too difficult to get along with. They were armed with guns and cannons, fully clad in heavy armor, and their eyes were sharp. Even their breathing could not be seen. Such a group of guys who only lacked the label of "Strangers Do Not Approach" on their faces were really not easy to get along with.
Reality had proven that the ability to get along with the people of the Schilling Army was indeed an attribute that was difficult to improve. This group of burly soldiers who liked to keep a straight face were too much of a triple defense …
Of course, certain elite soldiers of special forces were an exception. They were more suitable to be regarded as the triple threat …
The only ones who stood out from the rest were not the ordinary refugees who sat on the ground in dispiritedness or fear and whispered to each other. Instead, they stood up and walked around, maintaining order and constantly giving words of encouragement. These were the figures in black robes. These were the monks of the Church. Although in this world, the 'Church' was not an accurate term, and the so-called monks were not moralists who completely studied religion and theology, they were still the deserving role models of this world. They were the only descendants who still remembered the mission and creed of their ancestors hundreds of thousands of years ago, abiding by the belief of 'race first' and 'never fall'. They were a group of people who could still stand up and lead the people when the world was turned upside down. Before today, the monks of the Church played the roles of scholars, technicians, archaeologists, researchers, and ancient history scribes on the world stage. They were the only group that still possessed ancient records, and they were also the only ones who could guess what had happened in today's disaster. Now, these monks were comforting the panicking civilians while waiting for further instructions from the bishops. Of course, it would be better if the archbishop could give a direct order. That would mean that the situation was completely clear, and the world would survive or perish. The answer to the army that suddenly appeared and silently rescued the entire planet's refugees would also be known. At least, the monks believed that the archbishop, who had the most knowledge of ancient history, was the only one who could tell them the answer.
Speaking of the sudden appearance of these soldiers, it was also the most confusing thing for the refugees. When this inexplicable disaster happened, they suddenly appeared, and then without saying a word, they sent everyone onto the spacecraft in orbit. In the process, other than listening to them instructing the civilians on how to go to the refuge area, they did not hear anything else. They did not explain their identity, nor did they state their intentions, and no one told everyone what had happened in this world. They were like a group of high-speed machines, and apart from working, there was not the slightest unnecessary action, which really gave people a 'non-human' feeling.
This could only be said that they had come into contact with the most rigid group of people in the Empire. If they could go to the New Eden Federation's spacecraft, perhaps they would not think so. The Federation pilots trained by the old foxes of the Sicarro Corps were really lively …
At this moment, a low buzzing sound suddenly rang out above the refugee area. Everyone, including the monks in the crowd, immediately looked towards the source of the sound. They saw many large holographic projections appearing above the garage at the same time. On the projection was an old man in a black robe, his face faintly discernible under the hood.
The monks were very familiar with this face. They immediately stood up from the crowd and saluted the old man in the open space. He was Archbishop Yodel.
Many of the other refugees also recognized their leader's face. Soon, there was a low buzzing sound in the crowd. More and more people stood up to look at the holographic projections, and many of them looked relieved. In this unfamiliar environment, it was very reassuring to see their leader appear in front of them in this way. This at least meant that the leader knew where they were, and it was very safe here.
Just from these people's reactions, it could be seen that Yodel was indeed a good leader. This was normal. In such a cruel world, there were almost no so-called benefits to be gained as a leader. Yodel and the monks he led could ensure that the people did not starve to death in a situation where resources were decreasing day by day. It was already a great achievement.
"First of all, I would like to thank all those who have helped us in this disaster. If not for you, today would be the day our entire race would be destroyed." Yodel appeared on the large holographic projections with a solemn expression. His first sentence triggered an even louder discussion. People immediately knew that he was referring to the unknown spacecraft and troops. However, the discussion quickly died down because Yodel's next sentence mentioned the disaster that was happening before their eyes. "Citizens, we have suffered a huge disaster of unprecedented proportions. I believe everyone already knows this.
"Our home, this planet left behind by the ancient gods, is now gradually disintegrating. It is estimated that in ten hours, it will completely disintegrate and become something similar to the Great Ring of Ruins: a piece of space debris. This is the end of the foundation of this world. "
Yodel spoke the cruelest truth without hesitation. His straightforward statement allowed everyone to understand what the situation before them meant in the shortest time possible. Immediately, it caused a huge commotion among the refugees. The muffled discussion almost turned into a violent uproar. The monks in the crowd looked at each other blankly, momentarily at a loss as to what to do.
"Stay calm!"
Yodel suddenly raised his voice and suppressed the commotion. Then, he seemed to ponder for a moment. His face began to shine with a different light. "I'm not finished yet. Yes, our home has come to an end, but this is not the end of everything! On the contrary, this is a brand new beginning!
"My people, what I want to tell you is that the moment we have been waiting for for hundreds of thousands of years has arrived. After such a long wait, the ancient gods have returned to this world!
"They are by your side!
"We will not perish. On the contrary, a brand new era is about to arrive …"
Yodel stood on the podium, passionately preaching the news of the beginning of a new era to the depressed tribes of the ruins. It was hard to imagine that an old man in his sixties could have such a hot-blooded side. We stood nearby and watched in silence. After a long time, Shallow Shallow suddenly touched my arm. "Ah Jun, why do I feel that he is so similar to Liliana?"
"Every God has a different doctrine, but every fraud is the same," Icetis commented as an expert (without a doubt, an expert in all aspects). "However, I admire this mortal. There are no cowards among the leaders who lead the people to survive after the end of the world. Even if he is a fraud, he is a high-level fraud …"
I always felt that this Big Sister's mouth was used to challenge people's morals. Would it kill her to speak more civilly?
Suddenly, a green light screen appeared next to us. A refreshing life force radiated from the light screen, making us shiver in comfort. Liliana and Jingle had returned.
The first to appear was the 109-meter fake Priestess Lolita. The moment she appeared, she pounced on me. It looked like she was trying to act cute. I thought about it. If I moved away, Liliana would definitely bump into the wall. That girl would definitely cause a ruckus. After thinking about it … I decided to move away.
Qian Qian fished out a watercolor pen from her pocket and drew the outline of Lina's body. Just like so many times in the past, we had no idea what Qian Qian was thinking right now. She was the one who'd done this countless times in the past. We had no idea what Qian Qian was thinking right now...
The second figure that came out of the light screen was a little surprising. It was a tall and cute green-haired girl. She wore a grass green dress and was barefooted. She didn't have any unnecessary accessories on her. She was as clean as a flower fairy that had fallen into the mortal world. The moment she landed on the ground, she brought along a fragrant breeze filled with life force. Wherever the fragrance went, even the alloy wall and the ground started to grow vibrant flowers and grass. It was as though as long as she was around, the entire world would instantly turn from cold to warm. I helped Mercury Lamp pluck the little flowers that kept popping out of her head while dodging Young Lady No.2's pounce. "Jingle, you came back without deactivating your God form?"
"Jingle forgot how to deactivate it!"
The green-haired girl said happily. Although I really didn't know what to be happy about, she ran around us barefooted. She wasn't afraid of dirtying herself at all. That was because she really didn't have to worry about it. Every time she took a step, the ground would instantly grow a small patch of grass to welcome her. It was as though it was purely to prevent the girl from being polluted by the environment. Furthermore, the grass grew rapidly following Jingle's movements. After the girl circled around us a few times, Pandora and Visca couldn't see her anymore …
"Ah! The grass seems to be growing too lush! " Ding Dang called out in hindsight. From the nearest bush, a Pandora and a Veska jumped out. If the two of them were to say Demacia again, then today's chapter would be godly ….
"It's really interesting after growing taller. Before, it would take dozens of flaps, but now, it only takes one step." Jingle, who was still in her God form, didn't care that we were rolling our eyes at the sky. She jumped around happily on her own. The entire control room looked like the Amazon River. "Ah Jun's pocket seems to be full …"
I was speechless.
At this moment, Yode's voice suddenly rang beside us. "What's going on?"
I turned my head and said, "Ah, the speech is over …"
I couldn't finish my sentence because Yode's entire body was brimming with the scent of nature. He was a completely ordinary person. Under the influence of Jingle's power, he had blossomed in less than a minute. I reckoned that he wouldn't be able to continue the speech. The ordinary people would probably find it hard to accept the scene of their leader growing leeks out of his mouth while he was speaking.
"I've said everything that needs to be said. They should be able to calm down soon," Yode said. "It's still hard to believe, but you've allowed me to witness another miracle. What are these things? They look like they can grow on their own, as though they have a life of their own. "
There had been no vegetation in the ruined world for a long time. The only 'plants' were a few types of extremely tenacious purple algae. They grew in the only places that could support them, such as water troughs. Yode was puzzled when he saw the bright green flowers and grass that had grown because of Jingle's power.
He regarded it as one of the 'miracles'.
"These are plants. Before the end of the world, they were everywhere," the elder sister replied.
"Oh." Yode nodded as though he understood. Then, his expression turned solemn. "In that case, it's time to fulfill our mission …"
I kept quiet for a few seconds, then pushed Visca to the front.
The little girl was still a little confused. She roughly knew that the mission that Yode had been waiting for for hundreds of thousands of years had something to do with her, but she couldn't remember the details. However, she still knew what she had to do. She nodded and said, "Then, it should be something for me. I was the one who fought in this world hundreds of thousands of years ago. "
Now, we could basically be one hundred percent sure that Visca was the one who had left the inheritance for the surviving natives of this world. However, this didn't make sense. I found it hard to imagine that the little demon, who had killed anyone he saw back then, would have spared a group of ordinary races and even given them a mission. However, the little girl had always been disorganized. It was reasonable for her to jump out of line.
Yode nodded, but he still looked at Visca suspiciously. It was obvious that this 1.2-meter short man had suddenly become the 'God' that his ancestors had once served. This made the old man very conflicted. However, he no longer had the final say in this matter. Apart from him, there was another person with even higher authority who held the key to the 'Holy Treasury'.
"General! General! I have been keeping that item safe for you! It's in perfect condition! This old man? Alright, I really don't know why he has the key, but I have a higher level of access code! "
That's right, the person with higher authority was this crazy shipboard AI in front of us. Visca had given a set of keys to open the inheritance to the natives back then, while the other set of direct access code was stored in the mainframe of his flagship.
"The so-called Holy Treasury … should be the core of that planet, right?"
Sandora asked softly as she looked at the planet that was slowly disintegrating. Now, we could vaguely see the red core of the ruined planet.
Yode didn't hide anything anymore. He nodded straightforwardly. "Indeed. The place where the ancient inheritance is stored is the core of the planet. The location of the city is actually the entrance to the Holy Treasury … The city was built on a huge gate. According to the original ancient records, when the Holy Treasury is opened, the city will steadily sink and move to another part of the planet, revealing a path that leads directly to the planet's core. The inheritance will then come out from this path …"
"In other words, if everything was normal, the opening of the Holy Treasury wouldn't lead to the destruction of the planet." Sandora narrowed her eyes. "But now … it looks like it was opened by brute force …"
After rescuing the civilians on the surface of the planet, we could finally calm down and think about this disaster. Sandora immediately noticed something unusual.
"Did someone tamper with the Holy Treasury?"
Just as the elder sister opened her mouth to ask, an alarm with the highest level of authority rang through all channels.
"Enemy attack! Fallen Apostle Fleet! Enemy attack! "
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