……

“The Sky Eye system has failed, and the coordinates cannot be determined for the time being.”

“How long will the repair take?” Yan Chu asked calmly.

“Three…three hours! But…”

“Then launch a full-coverage strike, set to occur in three hours, without waiting for me to retreat.”

After Yan Chu finished speaking, he looked outside the temporary command center – the crack in the East Great Wall was still very large. Due to the revival of something, those Black Tide followers were still rushing towards the human defense line, and this time they had no time to prepare at all.

But Yan Chu was not panicked at all. Qi Lang was a country that had continued its civilization under the turmoil of the Day of Judgment. Even if they fell, countless of them would stand up again.

“Team No. 7, follow me and go to the front line to fill in the gaps.” Yan Chu said.

“Yes.”

Yan Chu, who holds the first position in the [Protector of the Great Wall], puts on a bulletproof vest. He is no longer a commander, but like any ordinary soldier, he goes to the front line in person.

……

Storms and undercurrents are surging on the tiny dust planet at the same time. Everything cannot escape the fate of being broken and reorganized. The beginning of each story is the end of another story, and the end of each story is the beginning of another story.

This is a story, but also a long song. The child who grew up under the Tower of Babel will eventually have to make a decision with that tower.

…END…

The Doorstep

The rain of fire falling from the sky, the hollowed-out anchor, Vizel’s rain, the ice-blue eyes, and the faceless person’s mouth were saying something, but Perlis couldn’t hear it clearly.

Suddenly, wind chimes rang in the distance, and the girl’s sight focused on the endless darkness.

When Perlis came to her senses, she was falling into an abyss.

Everything around her was black, with a distorted wave-like feeling. A sense of weightlessness came over her, and Perlis fell on her back, with nothing around her to hold onto.

Perlis’s first reaction was that she was being dragged into the underworld.

But this underworld is completely different from before. The flow of dark power is no longer uniform, but converges in a fixed direction. It is as if there is a huge gravitational source that is attracting the power in the river of the underworld, making them all converge at a certain point.

Pearlis seemed to be the only outlier in these dark currents. She just fell, falling very quickly.

No…can’t stay in the Nether for too long.

Perlis used the power in her body to try to create a rift in space, but suddenly she felt a shudder behind her.

Something cracked in the abyss beneath her!

Just as she was about to escape, she discovered that her cytokines could not be activated – her power was suppressed.

Just as Perlis was about to fall straight into the abyss, suddenly, a hand grabbed her wrist.

“Got you, little girl.”

When Perlis looked up, she found a pair of blood-red eyes with starlight staring at her – it was Ikan Geller.

The poet, whom she had not seen for a long time, was standing on a staircase made of starlight. He pulled Perlis up. At the same time, a staircase appeared under Perlis’ feet, allowing her to stand firmly in this flowing dark space.

“You’re always falling, aren’t you?” Ikan Geller looked at Perlis’s face with a smile, “Oh, did you encounter something unhappy?”

“Where is this?” Perlis ignored Icahn’s words.

She didn’t care at all why the bard always showed up when she needed him, and to be honest, she was in no mood to respond to someone who didn’t seem to want to talk to her in a real way.

“The Eternal Wall, the kingdom of Ursa,” Ikan Geller maintained his smile, “Oh, by the way, don’t look down before you are ready. He has already woken up and is staring at you.”

These words made Perlis frown slightly – she had been to [Eternal Wall] before, and at that time she clearly saw that the giant eye of [Ersa] was carved on the stone wall, so why was it in the abyss this time?

As if he knew what Perlis was thinking, Ikan Geller said directly:

“Don’t think of the composition of the Kingdom of God in terms of three-dimensional space. The Eternal Wall can move on any axis, whether it’s the horizontal axis, the vertical axis, or the time axis.”

“Why did he wake up?” asked Perlis.

“Because there is a huge gravitational source that dragged His Kingdom of God out of the moving axis and fixed it in the [Netherworld],” Icahn said, “I think you should be able to guess what that huge gravitational source is.”

“Immotalos,” Perlis called him by his name, “the Angel of Destruction of the High Heaven.”

Perlis didn’t know why [Inmotalus] finally awakened. It was obvious that [Lord of the Black Tide] was dead and Suleiman was exiled to low-Earth orbit. There shouldn’t be any carrier that could wake him up.

Wait… low-Earth orbit… [Inverted Sword]? Could it be that Suleiman took advantage of the death of [Lord of the Black Tide] to accomplish something in low-Earth orbit that was previously impossible?

A palpitation rose in Perlis’s heart, she clutched her chest, the emptiness in her soul burning.

Seeing Perlis’s appearance, Ikan Geller said with some pity:

“That girl sacrificed herself so that you could live.”

The girl he was referring to was obviously Carly. Pearlis knew it, but she still couldn’t accept it.

“Why…”

“Because she loves you,” Icahn Geller said, “she chooses to face it alone.”

“…”

Pearlis didn’t say anything. She turned her head away, her eyes hidden in the shadows, and no one could see her expression.

After a long time, a calm voice came:

“Who are you, why do you know all this, and why are you telling me this?”

Perlis did not expect to be able to find out anything. She had tested and guessed about Ikan Geller so many times, but this mysterious poet had not revealed any information about his identity to Perlis since they first met at La Vatino.

Perlis just wanted to find an excuse to end the conversation. The hole in her soul was still burning, and she didn’t want to do anything for the time being.

However, Ikan Geller’s answer was beyond Perlis’s expectations:

“The answer you want is in the Temple of the Old Blessing.”

“The friend with the heart of the Black Tide will show you the way. Once you enter the temple, you will uncover all the mysteries of this world.”

[Old Blessing Temple]…? Perlis turned her head subconsciously and looked into Ikan Geller’s bloodshot eyes: She was surprised to find that the starlight flowing in those eyes had disappeared, and what remained was a kind of tranquility close to love.

“However, before you go to find the temple, you might as well have a conversation with this visitor who has just woken up from a long dream,” Ikan looked down into the abyss from the edge of the platform. “The first thing [Erza] did after waking up was to drag you into the kingdom of God. There are not many people in this world who would be so favored. Why not listen to what He wants to say to you?”

“Um…”

Perlis closed her eyes and tried to gather her shattered consciousness. She knew that a direct gaze with the ancient god would cause her to suffer extremely strong suppression, which would mean annihilation for mortals and heavy damage for her.

One must keep the mind as stable as possible in order to communicate with such a being.

But the more Perlis tried to solidify her spirit, the more she could feel the hole in her soul – a very important person had been taken away from that place, and the burning sensation was like acid reflux, tearing Perlis’ brain apart madly.

The girl’s body trembled and two lines of tears fell from her cheeks.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a pair of hands on her shoulders, and then she heard the poet’s whisper in her ears:

“You can do it, little girl.”

Those words seemed to have some kind of substantial power. Perlis’s mind stabilized briefly. She immediately opened her eyes and looked into the abyss.

A giant eye that seemed to be made of nebula was imprinted on Perlis’s retina. It was a giant eye like a vortex, and the colorful star colors that could not be described in words formed the shape of the eye. The pupil made of flowing starlight was silently looking at Perlis. The magnificent starlight slowly surged in the darkness of the underworld, giving the lightless underworld a strange color.

Ikan Geller disappeared at some point in time. Above the abyss, Perlis was alone, staring at the giant eye under her feet. Her vision was gradually filled with spots of light.

……

Prologue) The Gate of the End (Part 2)

The colorful picture passed by at high speed before my eyes, flashing like a star trail.

Perlis saw pictures between the spots of light – she saw a man with green eyes walking into the snow and falling in the snow. In the endless darkness, the man dreamed of an eye, and he sold his soul to that eye.

Something moved around her waist and the sound of turning pages was heard. Those were the pages of [Words of Ursa]. Countless pheromones poured into Perlis’s mind, and everything turned into nothingness in the starlight.

“…”

When Perlis opened her eyes, she found herself kneeling in a simple stone cave, surrounded by darkness.

The cave was not small, but it was not very big either. There were not many traces of artificial carvings in the whole cave, but it presented an indescribable craftsman aesthetic. A strange light flowed on the walls of the cave, and between those lights, various handicrafts were divided into holes in different positions, and arranged in a strange queue according to some aesthetic rules that Perlis could not understand.

Perlis carefully observed the handicrafts. She saw bronze, iron, and even some structures similar to steam engines. Those handicrafts clearly divided the main achievements of a civilization at different stages, but their styles were different. For example, some bronzes were engraved with ancient common languages ​​that Perlis could understand, some were engraved with ancient divine languages, and some were engraved with hieroglyphs that Perlis could not understand at all.

“That is real history, or civilization. Most of the history you know is fake.”

A soft female voice was heard, and Perlis turned her head to find a young girl sitting on the pedestal at the end of the cave.

That was Issa, whom Perlis had seen in the [Eternal Wall]. She was carved into the stone wall at that time, but now she has walked out of the stone wall. Simple but elegant decorations adorned her graceful body, mainly composed of some chains and pendants, which were obviously of different styles, but they were unified together to create a harmonious beauty, making her look like an exotic dancer from Wilkin, with a mysterious exotic spice smell in her elegant manner.

“The Continental Island civilization you know is a lie that Odin civilization spread after its destruction. According to the records on the stone wall, that civilization only has a history of 176 years. Except for the top leaders of the Academi Federation, everyone else’s knowledge of the civilization is just a fragment of the projection of the previous civilization.”

Isa talked to himself, stood up from the stone seat, squatted in front of Perlis, reached out his hand and gently stroked her cheek.

“Oh, don’t worry, I just woke up. I haven’t read these things engraved on me for a long time. I was just talking to myself…”

“Are you… [Ersa]?” Perlis murmured.

The Isa in front of her was completely different from the one Perlis had met before. There was a timeless indifference in her tone that made Perlis feel chilled.

“Now, you can equate me with [Ersa], or a projection of Him,” Issa gently stroked Perlis’s cheek, “I can’t communicate with you with my true appearance, right? You are too young, Star, if we have a real communication between us, you will…break down…”

“What are those three sisters…?”

“The three sisters are my eyes in this world, and they are also the way I communicate with civilization,” Issa murmured. “They are witnesses and recorders. Their experiences of wandering in the world have converged into a personality. Through this personality, I can see civilization from a civilized perspective. I can learn to communicate with the things under my feet without hurting them…”

After saying this, Issa stood up and slowly paced in the cave, her eyes sweeping over the artifacts on the surrounding stone walls that symbolized different civilizations. Her steps were still calm, and Perlis suddenly realized the source of that calmness – even the civilization Perlis was in was just one of the thousands of civilizations nurtured by [Ersa], and there was nothing special about it.

“Why do you want to see me?” Perlis asked softly.

“Because I want to see His eyes,” Isa squatted down in front of Perlis again, “You are very beautiful and cute, but too immature… The wind is always strong, blowing up dust all over the sky. You shouldn’t be a speck of ash flying around in the dust… You should be the wind…”

Isa gently pinched Perlis’s cheek, placed her hand on the top of her head, and gently stroked it:

“My dear child, you have suffered, haven’t you? I know you are sad, scared and upset, but you shouldn’t be upset because of the loss of a grain of ash…”

“No…Carly is not.” Perlis suddenly came to her senses.

[Ersa] is a collector of civilizations and an ancient god. Her compassion comes from her curiosity about her fellow human beings. If you indulge in her words, some precious things may be lost.

Perlis had lost enough.

Seeing the light in the girl’s eyes become firm, Issa covered his face and chuckled.

“Great, it seems He is right.”

Isa stood up and slowly climbed the steps with her white bare feet. She returned to the stone chair, sat down slowly, and looked at Perlis at the bottom of the steps with dignity.

Perlis stood up. She felt that she was gradually adapting to the atmosphere of the cave, and her body became much stronger.

“If you just wanted to see me, is that the end now?”

“It’s not over yet,” Isa said in a dreamy voice, “Your future is uncertain, and I need a longer sleep to gather what I want… After [Inmotalus] woke up, he dragged my kingdom of God into this world. He wanted to wake me up and devour me, just like I once devoured Him…”

“You mean, you want to cooperate with me?” said Perlis.

“How can I cooperate with you, little girl? If it really develops into a clash between the ancient gods, you will be reduced to ashes in an instant, along with everything on this planet in the material plane…” Isa covered his face and chuckled, “I just… want to give you the choice.”

As Isa spoke, he waved his hand gently, and a vast picture was embedded in Perlis’ mind – she saw a huge barrier enveloping the entire planet, and the crimson light purified the starlight from the outside and protected the creatures on the ground.

“During the period called [Judgment Day] by the Qilang civilization, I was briefly awakened by the sacrifice of Coles Hafgard, and gathered those elements that you call [Destruction Factor] on the sky, which strengthened my [Grave] and cut off the further revival of [Inmotalus],” Isa said softly, “Yes, [Destruction Factor] is the blood sprayed by [Inmotalus]… Before the ancient times, I swallowed [Inmotalus] in a war between gods, and used His blood to forge that barrier in order to seek a peaceful sleeping environment… That barrier… was originally never broken…”

“But the creatures on earth are too greedy… They exploit the blood of [Inmotalus]… His power was originally suppressed by me under the earth, and it would never awaken. But with the continuous development of the Odin people, the factors in the atmosphere gradually exceeded the threshold, and the prosperity of civilization became a breeding ground for the evil god. It is only a matter of time before He awakens.”

“And now, His time has come. It seems that He has come up with a strange trick He has never thought of before… Oh… Suleiman Agust, He actually called himself that, just for a prophecy… He made a choice, and it’s time for you to make a choice too, little girl.”

The light in Issa’s bloodshot eyes froze for a moment, and majestic words floated out from her lips in a gentle tone:

“Perlis Havrgard, what I give you is a choice.”

Prologue) The Gate of the End (Part 3)

“Choice?” Perlis murmured in a low voice.

“Yes, choice.”

A slightly charming smile appeared on Issa’s innocent face, and she looked like a bystander, looking forward to what would happen next.

“You have witnessed the power of choice. The ants that could have lived and worked in peace and contentment in the [Grave] attempted to dominate the earth and even touch the starry sky, so they were torn apart by the power of the world… Look at those people who built high towers on the earth. They always proclaimed grand propositions, but did dirty things behind the scenes, and whitewashed them as the truth of the world – a civilized jungle. Those ants only saw the tip of the iceberg of the power of nature, and they gave up their most precious things without any bottom line, expanding civilization with barbaric means, and committing violence in the name of civilization…”

Issa spoke softly, her words were passionate and fierce, like raging waves, but her tone was so calm, which made her words reveal a hint of weirdness.