Chapter 1241: God’s Eye
Translator: Transn Editor: Transn
“What’s going on?”
Roland tried to speak or move his body, but he was completely paralyzed. Several pictures fleeted in front of him.
Nurous black dots paced back and forth around the pit like ants on the move. Slowly, a platform rose. However, compared to the giant pit, the platform was incredibly small like a mound of earth.
To Roland’s surprise, he had seen buildings of the sa material before.
He had seen them on the mural in the Temple of the Cursed.
Roland zood in “screen” with his mind, and the noises grew louder. The black dots turned into wriggly creatures, which were exactly the main character on the mural, the radiation clan.
He suddenly rembered that this was exactly what the mural depicted.
A dozen radiation clansn ascended the platform while holding the God’s Relic. They encircled the platform, their bodies contracting and expanding alternatively, as if they were holding a kind of ceremony.
Below the platform were thousands of Match n, who were pushed into the fathomless pit before the celebrating Radiation Clan.
The last piece of the Relic was inserted, and the transparent crystal beca complete. It emanated a dazzling glow and drifted toward the pit. Then it plunged and disappeared from the sight.
Roland suddenly realized that this was probably what Lan called the “Bottomless Land”.
But this was just the beginning.
Roland’s eye widened as he beheld the following scene.
An orange light beam erupted from the pit and soared into the air. This was exactly what the ancient witches had described as the strange phenonon upon entering the Dream World, but the light beam was much more intense. A “Bloody Moon” hung in the sky right across where the Erosion took place. For a split mont, the Heaven and Earth were connected, and Roland realized that the entrances to the so-called Bottomless Land and the Erosion were simply the two ends of the light beam.
The Radiation Clan sward toward the pit as flying moths darted into the fire.
But they did not plumt into the abyss. Instead, they drifted off as if supported by sothing and rose to the sky.
In an instant, there were innurable black dots around the light beam.
Is this... the upgrade of a civilization?
Clouds scudded across the black dots and the light beam. Watching those black dots enter a new realm, Roland felt the whole upgrade process extraordinary.
Nevertheless, a deep sigh interrupted his train of thought. The voice reverberated across his head, so clear that Roland was positive that it was not an illusion.
Then ti beca seemingly faster, and the pixels on the “screen” beca denser.
The image changed drastically.
Roland saw a few cities and towns dotted around the pit. Apparently, not all the mbers of the Radiation Clan were willing to enter the new world. So preferred to stay. Probably, they feared the sky and the unknown adventure ahead of them. Roland did not know. He only saw several black dots disappear into the passage that connected the Heaven and Earth, like those legendary, audacious adventurers who set off for their journey. They looked, however, extrely lonely since most of their clansn were already gone.
Now, the light beam dimd.
In the end, it flickered and then vanished.
The noise screen again occupied Roland’s vision, which marked the end of the story. Roland speculated that peace would be restored eventually. The legend of the road to Heaven would beco a part of the history of the Radiation Clan, a written record for future reference. Perhaps, soone else would co to seek the pit and look for the upgrade thod to reach God, but this would be sothing many years later.
When Roland thought that this was the end, a “towering wall” suddenly appeared at the end of the horizon.
At first, he had thought it was an illusion, since the “noise screen” blocked his vision. However, when the “wall” approached the pit gradually, he finally saw what that was.
A huge wave taller than the Impassable Mountain Range pressed in and subrged the little towns below instantly. The wave was so high that the top of it almost reached the clouds in the sky. Sun rays glazed off the wave and ford a new horizon.
Roland could imagine how desperate the Radiation Clan were when they saw such a horrific scene.
But the disaster did not stop here.
After the tsunami, volcanos at the distance suddenly erupted. Ashes were sent flying in all directions and dimd the sunlight. Thunderbolts cracked through the air. Then there ca heavy rain and harsh winter. The geographical movent beca, unprecedentedly, active. After several major disastrous transformations, the world had transford into an entirely different look.
The screen started to hiss again.
The image distorted, and the pixels almost filled out the whole “screen”.
Before the scene vanished, Roland saw the glacier lt, and a green plant break through the soil and sprout.
“Your Majesty...”
“Your Majesty, are you alright?”
Soone shook Roland and looked at him apprehensively.
His eyes snapped open, and the pixels disappeared. He found himself again in the port area.
“All... done?” Roland mumbled as he studied his palm.
Phyllis thought Roland was asking her, so she said, “Yes, we killed all of them. Not a single one fled. Their magic cores also disappeared a few minutes later. You stood rooted here like you’ve fallen asleep. Your Majesty, are you really OK?”
Roland was not sure whether he was alright or not. All he had seen a mont ago did not seem like an illusion, for he could rembered all of them. They were more like so extra mories coming out from nowhere. In addition, he felt extrely exhausted, as though he had lived thousands of years in just a few minutes.
He sohow understood that sigh.
Roland thought of Lan’s words.
“The truth is always what you understand.”
Was this... the last of the Battle of Divine Will?
Roland took a deep breath and said, “I’m fine. I just saw so strange phenona.”
“Strange phenona?” Phyllis echoed while blinking. “This isn’t the ti to say this, Your Majesty. The light beam just now almost lit half of the port and should have attracted a lot of attention. We must go. Otherwise, the Association will notice us.”
“Got it. Let’s head back the way we ca,” Roland agreed with a nod.
Roland was not sure whether those were the Apostle’s mories or sothing else, but he believed that one day, he would find the answer to these questions.
And Roland believed that day would co soon.
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