Chapter 480: Becoming History
"The Storm Eagle, a manipulator of life spirit energy, is entirely different from my master," Will explained with a smile. "One of its great hobbies is turning humans into showcases of its power. It’s said that the Americas are also the continent with the fewest survivors."
"Is life spirit energy referring to spiritual qi?" Xu Xuanling asked.
"Indeed, this term references the naming by the Lotus Cloud Sect. It’s not only the prerequisite for awakening as an Ability User but also the driving force for our ascension."
Next is the mechanical viscera filling the entire Great Rift Valley of Africa—it has a heart, intestines, liver, and kidneys, but no brain. It looks like flesh and blood, but in reality, it’s a conglomeration of various machines.
According to Will’s introduction, it possesses the power to control thoughts.
The last one is Australia’s sail battleship: the High Castle.
It’s as large as a moving fortress, sailing across the land. The soil parts under its feet, and the rocks resemble gentle waves.
This ship was also the most laboriously battled nano-living body by the Celestial Patrol.
The vast plains turned into a different kind of sea, where its skillful mechanical giant arms lost their former agility. It wasn’t until nightfall that the Celestial Patrol won this victory.
At this point, all the giant nano-living bodies on Earth were unified.
What followed was an all-encompassing coverage: continents, mountains, forests, oceans... All visible surface areas were covered with a layer of silvery metallic shell.
The Celestial Patrol tirelessly continued to insert more giant arms underground.
From the initial four to now covering the entire edge of its back. Chen Xuan didn’t count, but there were at least a thousand of them. These giant arms squirmed continuously, as if drawing the earth’s energy, or perhaps injecting a massive amount of nano-worms into the crust.
Or perhaps there was no essential difference between the two.
"Master, can you feel it?" Ji Lian asked in a low voice.
Chen Xuan nodded.
At this moment, the flow of spiritual qi had become extremely viscous and orderly, almost preventing his Heart Method from absorbing these naturally existing spiritual qi. At some unknown point, these spiritual qi no longer drifted like the wind, sometimes there and other times not, but gathered in large quantities above the Celestial Patrol, forming a continuous circular ring, as if something was about to emerge.
"Right, I nearly forgot something," Will suddenly changed the subject. "As we’re admiring this drama, someone else is watching us too."
Who?
Just as Chen Xuan was about to ask who, he saw one of the projection screens switch to an outer space perspective.
At the center of the image was a lone gray-white celestial body, covered with familiar craters.
He suddenly realized it was the Moon.
Numerous faint points of light emerged, slowly crawling towards the deep space, like ants.
"Look," Will raised the corners of his mouth, "they’re afraid."
"The mechanism has interstellar flight capability?"
"Of course not, let alone reaching the next star system, they can’t even reach Mars," the other replied casually. "Perhaps these people think that instead of waiting for death on the Moon, they’d rather take a chance on a spaceship. Once my master has ascended, they plan to return to Earth. Unfortunately, the master hasn’t forgotten this account."
Will raised a hand, and several majestic cannons stood up immediately from the Celestial Patrol’s back, each barrel several hundred meters long... Such exaggerated proportions clearly couldn’t be borne by conventional metal materials; they were undoubtedly conglomerates of nano-worms.
Just as this thought emerged, the cannon muzzles spewed high-energy lasers!
The night sky was instantly lit up!
This light wasn’t from the dispersion effect of lasers but pure heat. The extremely high temperature of the laser ionized the surrounding air, erupting in dazzling brilliance. Additionally, the violent expansion of the gas due to heating caused each shot to emit a roar no less than that of traditional gunpowder weapons.
These lasers pierced through the atmosphere with their residual power undiminished, crossing the vast Earth-Moon distance, extinguishing those fleeing points of light one by one.
Chen Xuan couldn’t see the site of the spaceships being hit, but he could imagine how desperate the mechanism members on the ships would be.
No matter how much power or strength they had in life, once they fell into the silent and cold space, all their support would become futile.
But the revenge wasn’t over yet.
The image was continuously zooming in on the Moon, having just barely been able to make out the craters on its surface, now some structures half-buried in larger craters were faintly visible.
This indicated that the camera was gradually getting closer to the Moon.
What exactly is flying towards the Moon?
The answer was right there.
It was a missile.
When did the Celestial Patrol launch it? Unknown. After all, the missile bombardments spanning half the globe hadn’t stopped, perhaps one of them was aimed at the Moon.
For it to complete more than three hundred thousand kilometers in such a short time indicated its speed. However, the question was... what could a single missile achieve?
To mitigate the impact damage of meteorites, the important cabins of the mechanism base were presumably all hidden underground, with only communications equipment and solar panels set up above.
As the image was about to collide with the Moon, Chen Xuan instinctively turned his gaze to search for the Moon in the sky.
He then witnessed an unbelievable scene.
The elliptical moon shadow abruptly transformed into a slender crescent.
Most of its outline suddenly vanished into the night sky.
Those around him gasped in unison.
Was this an illusion? Or...
The question was answered as the crescent shattered—the slender moon shadow lasted only about two seconds before the missing core caused it to be quickly torn apart by its own stress, breaking into countless rock fragments of different sizes. Due to the significant reduction in surface area, its reflective effect was drastically reduced, making it seem as if it were swallowed by darkness. But in reality, they continued to orbit the Moon, yet could no longer illuminate Earth’s night as before.
The satellite that orbited Earth for more than six billion years ceased to exist.
Honglian looked at Will with a complex expression, "What exactly did you..."
"This is the power of the Great Fusion, a single space transition missile can easily destroy the universe’s most solid celestial body." The latter nodded towards her. "You must have realized it, our master is changing the rules of this world’s operation. The time is about right."
"Is the ascension about to begin?" Chen Xuan asked solemnly.
"No, the ascension ceremony has already ended."
However, the response left everyone stunned.
Will spread his arms, and many tentacles rose from the platform, plunging into his back. His semi-transparent body appeared even paler, even beginning to emit a faint glow.
Simultaneously glowing was the entire planet—at this moment, Earth’s surface was completely covered by the metallic shell, with light seemingly emitted from within the lattice, synchronized with his breathing frequency.
"I will keep my promise and send you back."
Following these words, a Void Zone suddenly appeared in the center of the platform!
To easily pierce the barrier between two worlds, he undoubtedly confirmed his statement—the Celestial Patrol had completed the ascension, becoming an existence that transcends the world’s rules.
The four exchanged a glance and turned towards the intrusion point. Even Honglian said not a word more, fully aware that the future fate of Jiang City’s people could no longer be changed by her.
"Mr. Chen," Will suddenly called out to him, "please stay."
As Chen Xuan turned his head, he was astonished to find his companions vanished without a trace, Ji Lian who had been right behind him barely half a meter away was now gone. The entire world became dead silent, with only him and the other person left on the expansive platform.