The pure cosmic energy and knowledge that the ancient sage had accumulated for over ten thousand years were all sucked into the black-haired man's shadow until not a single drop was left.
The ancient sage's device had completely lost its power and stopped operating. Then, the black-haired man's sword fell, and the ancient sage's ruins were reduced to ruins.
"Are you full, father?" Laing sat down casually and joked with his father.
"… Not enough."
"What?! This is not enough? "Laing looked pained." Father, this is the ancient sage's collection for countless years! This cosmic energy is enough to make a mortal a demigod! "
"It's not enough. This cosmic energy is only enough to heal my soul that has been torn and tortured for over ten thousand years. To heal my rotten and withered body, I need more energy." The black-haired man shook his head quietly.
"Then what should I do?" Laing asked sarcastically. "Father, are you going to suck the entire world dry?"
"No … From the knowledge I obtained, the ancient sage had more than one device." The black-haired man stopped his actions. After absorbing so much cosmic energy, his golden shadow could almost condense into a solid body. "There are more devices in this world. Continue to look for them."
"Okay, I understand, father." Laing nodded. "The ancient sage had millions of years of accumulation or even more. Its coffin money is definitely more than this."
"… But there's also good news. I've found a unique network construction technique from the ancient sages' technology. After more than eleven thousand years of continuous battle with the demons, my soul and spirit can finally welcome a short rest." The black-haired man let out a light breath. His incomparably tall figure walked to Laing's side. "This is all thanks to you, my son."
"In that case, father, are you busy now?" Laing's face was a little pale. After five hours of continuous spiritual energy infusion, he felt like a lamp that had run out of oil.
The black-haired man waved his hand, and a golden glow shone on the white wolf knight, restoring his strength and driving away his fatigue. "What do you want to say? Laing? "
"Father, can I ask you a few questions?" Laing scratched the back of his head and asked casually.
"I can see that your heart is filled with all sorts of doubts. Doubts lead to thinking, and thinking leads to heresy." The black-haired man's tone was as cold as ice. However, when he saw Laing's pale face, the man nodded. "But you have already proven your will and courage. Ask me anything. I will try my best to answer you."
"Father, why did you choose me?" Laing asked first.
"When you appeared in front of me, I knew that you were the most precious gift from the subspace." The black-haired man looked at Laing quietly. "Unlike all creations, what appears before me is a perfect … human."
"Flawless?"
"Yes, flawless. The subspace and the real world are inseparable. When a newborn cries for the first time after birth, it means that the newborn has established a fundamental connection with the subspace. However, I can't see such a connection in you, Laing. So you are a complete, pure human who has not been contaminated by the subspace." The black-haired man said with great certainty. Laing had an illusion that any absurd and bizarre words would become sacred truths after going through his father's mouth. "So, father, you chose me?"
"Yes. My genes have perfectly integrated into your body. You are as perfect as a smooth egg. No matter how much the power of Chaos wants to corrupt you, it will never be able to break through the eggshell that belongs to you." The black-haired man continued. "The only way is to soak the egg in dirty water for a long time and slowly seep in. Some of your brothers were like that. When they were still babies, Chaos had soaked them in dirty water and slowly corrupted their insides. However, this is no longer useful to you because you have grown up under my watch. The corruption of Chaos will no longer be able to corrupt your heart."
"Even so, I still don't understand how special I am." Laing shook his head. Clearly, he did not accept this explanation.
"You still have your own uniqueness, Laing. After using psionic energy for so many years, you should understand your uniqueness. Your special constitution can absorb the power of Chaos and turn it into the purest subspace energy. This provides a possibility for my plan to reverse the corruption in the future." The black-haired man continued. "You can easily withstand my psionic conversation. This is very important."
"Alright, so I'm that powerful?" Laing laughed self-deprecatingly. He had accepted this explanation, but he immediately asked a second question. "Father, just like the rumors say, if I remove you from the golden toilet, will you be able to break free from your shackles and successfully reincarnate?"
"Yes, and no." The cold voice replied.
"???" Laing's head was filled with question marks.
"My psionic consciousness has been fighting for the survival of humanity in the subspace for more than eleven thousand years. In the real world, my body has already decayed. If I leave the Golden Throne, humanity will no longer be able to resist the terrifying darkness. My life will be an endless torment, but I have to persevere. Any moment of relaxation will lead to demons rushing into the real world. The crazy and terrifying subspace energy will drown the entire real world. Therefore, as long as my body can persevere, I will burn until the last moment of my life. I am the Emperor, in the past, in the present, and in the future."
"Because Magnus thinks he's smart, if I don't sit on the Golden Throne, the human empire will be destroyed. Similarly, even if I leave the Golden Throne, of course I can possess someone, but just like those fallen brothers of yours, I can't guarantee that my possession will go smoothly, and it will be very difficult for me to find a body strong enough for me to walk through the material world. When I return, will I still be the ruler of humanity, or will I become something else? I can't bear the consequences of that."
"Now, thank you, my son. After I obtained the technology left behind by the ancient saint, I found a way to permanently close the gap in the Net." The black-haired man, or rather, the Emperor of Humanity, finally reached out his hand and stroked Laing's head. "In the face of the temptation to become a god, you are still able to stay true to your heart and remain loyal to me. I am proud of you."
"You're welcome, Father. I just want to know when you will lend me a hand." Laing said with a fake smile. It was not a good experience to be stroked by his father. He was already twenty-four years old, but he was still being stroked like a child.
"I need enough time to close the gap in the Net and digest the energy. You still need to fight alone for some time." The Emperor gave Laing an answer that did not satisfy him.
"Then … the third question, Father. Why did you appoint Horus as the Commander?" Laing asked, puzzled.
"Was there any other choice?" The Emperor asked.
"For example … Killiman?" Laing was at a loss for words for a moment, then said a name casually.
"Robert -Killiman's head is full of dogma and principles. He always emphasizes that everything must be done according to the rules, and he specially created an extremely complicated code of conduct for this purpose. However, he never knew how to use his stone head to think. Things will not always develop as he wishes, so even though he has excellent leadership and political skills, in this situation, he is not suitable to be the Commander."
"Uh … Zhuang Sen?" Laing said another name.
"Zhuang Sen is more like an orphan than my creation. Even though he is full of courage and faith, he is arrogant and proud. He never bothered to explain his thoughts to others, and never bothered to listen to others' opinions. I cannot appoint him as the Commander." The Emperor continued to shake his head.
"Then … St. Giles?" Laing was a little embarrassed.
"St. Giles … This is a hawk child full of fantasies all day long … Forget it, let's not talk about him. He died because of me." The Emperor rejected Laing's suggestion again.
Both father and son fell into silence until the tall figure of the father suddenly rippled.
"I should go. Laing, one last question."
"Father, what is this world?" Laing stood up. Under the nourishment of his father's holy light, his son had completely recovered. "This world is very special.
It was once the playground of the Ancient Sage, the experimental field, and the last refuge. This world is shrouded in an eternal giant subspace storm. Only through the Astral Plane Teleportation Gate can this world be reached. The Ancient Sage hid his last and purest secret in this world. I don't know what it is, but I know that Laing, you must stop The Final Moment. Otherwise … I have a premonition that something terrible will happen. Laing, you must stop it! "The Emperor's tone was very serious and heavy.
"I will!" Laing raised his warhammer and promised his father.
"The future era will face a new chapter! Endless flames of war will sweep across the entire universe! No living creature will be spared. The road ahead will be filled with the flames of war. We humans, under the efforts of my beloved son, have rekindled hope! Even if the road ahead is filled with haze, even if the future is surrounded by darkness, humans will eventually stand at the top of the Blood Tide! "
"My plan has begun. Accelerate growth, Laing." His father's figure disappeared from the basement.
"Leave it to me! Father! I won't let you down … But you have to hurry up and help me ~ "Laing complained to the air.
Shaking his head, Laing left the basement.
When he came out of the collapsed manor and returned to Mjolnir Haven, it was already early in the morning.
He keenly felt that the atmosphere was not right.
In the direction of the town, there was a family of civilians pushing their own wheelbarrows along the main road towards the town.
This was too abnormal. In the early hours of the morning, the wilderness was so dangerous. Why would these farmers risk their lives to come out in the middle of the night?
Laing quickly walked towards the road.
"Grandmother? Why do we have to leave our home? " A little girl's face was covered in dust. She was wearing thin clothes in the winter, and her face was red from the cold. She was puzzled as she asked her grandmother.
This was a simple family of six. Grandfather, grandmother, father, mother, son, and daughter. A simple cart carried all of the family's belongings.
"Clara, the barbarians are here. If we don't leave home, they will break our house, take our food, and eat all the children alive!" The old woman held the little girl's hand and said in a panic, "We will only be safe if we enter the town."
Even though she said that, her grandmother's face was full of fear.
"Okay, hurry up! We have to get to Mjolnir Haven quickly! "The middle-aged man hurriedly urged," Hurry! Hurry up, if we are too late, we won't have a place to stay even if we enter the town! "
"But father, I'm so tired, and I'm so hungry!" The boy said sadly. His thin body shivered in the winter night, and his pale face showed that the boy was malnourished.
"Hold on, hold on a little longer, okay? When we get to the town, I will buy milk from you. Go Lucas, hold on a little longer! " The mother secretly calculated the account. She took out a small bag with some money in it. She thought that if things went well, she would be able to squeeze out some money after settling the family down.
But if that was the case, the next year's life would be tense again.
Fortunately, the damned barbarians came at this time. If they came two months earlier, during the autumn harvest, their family would be finished.
"But I don't want to drink milk! I want to eat ham, I want to eat bread! " The boy said sadly. Two lines of sparkling snot slid down his nose, and then quickly froze into ice.
"Lucas! Stop it! We have to enter the town quickly! "The grandfather hurriedly scolded.
"I don't want it, I don't want it! I'm so hungry, I'm so cold! I want to eat bread, I want to eat ham! Wah! "In the midst of hunger and cold, the boy cried loudly in the wilderness.
When the girl saw this, she sat down on the ground and cried with her brother. "Wah!"
The loud and clear cries were extremely penetrating. The children's parents were shocked. They quickly put down the trolley and desperately tried to calm the pair of crying children. The adults even gritted their teeth and stuffed clothes into the children's mouths. "Don't cry, don't cry!!! You will attract bandits like this! "
"Wah! Wah! " Who knew that not only did the child not listen, he cried even louder. His feet, which were wearing straw sandals, kept kicking, leaving several black marks on his parents' pants.
"Stop crying! Ulfric is here, Ulfric is here! "The mother immediately told the most terrifying story.
Only then did the two children stop crying.
But it was too late. Attracted by the children's cries, a group of black shadows appeared on the horizon.
Bandits! The bandits really were here!
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