Capítulo 1281: Chapter 1281: Playing Two Sides at Once
According to Taville’s research, reversing the transformation of Fallen Apostles or similar Abyssalized high-level beings, like the Fallen Divine Race, is constrained by the energy or resistance level of the individual. The more powerful an entity is, the stronger its resistance becos after Abyssalization, as every normal life form has an inclination to maintain its current state of existence. When they are on the Order side, they resist the Abyss; when on the Abyss side, they resist Order. To switch a powerful unit between these two states requires significantly more effort than transforming ordinary units. If you want to purify a group of regular Fallen Apostle soldiers, you just need to connect them to the Spiritual Network of the New Empire—of course, a local network specifically used for purification is needed to prevent their Abyssal Aura from interfering with others on the network. Because the Void Creatures are mounted on the network, ordinary Fallen Apostle soldiers will soon be reverse-transford. However, if you want to transform a Leader Level Abyss Creature, it’s more troubleso. Like Silvia, who hung in the Spiritual Network for a whole year or two before the Bellaivira persona in her awoke in normal form, Bingdisi fought with till the sky turned grey before she rembered who she was, Visca was purified by in a short ti only after almost dying in a battle with Pandora, and this Fallen Apostle Commander in front of regained clarity in his gaze after being beaten up for fifteen minutes by Xiao Xue and in a father-daughter combined double team…
Before I figured out a more efficient way of reverse transformation through my own efforts, the Purification • Universal Love Fist is probably the only thing that could control the Abyss Power within a High Order Fallen Apostle. And judging by the way Xiao Xue charged in swinging her fist, I figured I wouldn’t co up with a more efficient thod than the Universal Love Fist by the ti Xiao Xue turned eighteen: Truly my sympathy goes to the Fallen Apostle Commander whom my daughter and I pumled—a real tough guy, because he was hung up and beaten by us for that long…
Bingdisi and the Tiaozi Five fully observed from the sidelines, and even the Rogue Goddess couldn’t help but cover her eyes with heartfelt emotion: “Damn, I feel I can’t bear to watch, it reminds of when I fought with you before. That was honestly the most frustrating fight ever I’ve experienced… you guys don’t pull punches!”
As I was waiting for the Fallen Apostle (perhaps I should add “Forr” here?) in front of to slowly stabilize from the intense switching between states, Bingdisi’s words made shiver all over, and I looked at this Female hooligan with a grudge: “You have the nerve to talk? You fight like a hooligan, I heard Father God say, if not for divine techniques, just by punches and kicks, you could almost flatten the Guard Captain of the Brilliant Divine Court, and you have the audacity to feel aggrieved!”
Recalling my first encounter with Bingdisi gives a headache. Ideally, the first eting with such a beautiful Goddess, even if not full of romantic pink mories, should at least have so nostalgic hue. After all, she counts as half a confidante, right? But all I rember with this Female hooligan was Universal Love Fist and Black Tiger Heart-Pulling Thirteen Consecutive…
Bingdisi scrunched her nose: “Nonsense, I feel way more aggrieved, I’m a girl, whereas you had such jerk-like capabilities, forcing people into boxing! From that fight, do you dare claim how many tis you touched ? You got all the benefits…”
Sweat dripped from my forehead; whenever this gal called herself a “girl,” she did so without any hesitation, yet what she said was true. If you dared to see this Female hooligan as the girl she portrayed herself to be, indeed that fight was enough to make one’s face flush and heart race—it’s just a pity that the courage it took to see her as a girl was too much for most people to bear…
Moreover, this creature with no self-awareness, willing to hang onto for two hours for so pocket money to buy a bag, really has this “Modesty” construct?!
However, by this ti, the expressions of the remaining four mbers of the Tiaozi Five had already turned subtle. They t Bingdisi only afterward, and they’d only heard of the Rogue Goddess being purified from her Abyss State but didn’t expect so many details. Bingdisi’s unreserved, tall stories sent these four jokers’ imaginations wild; having worked under Dingdang for so long, if nothing else, their gossiping skills were honed to perfection. I suspected that if I didn’t resolve this misunderstanding within thirty minutes, they would sum up everything into two questions:
Why don’t you marry Sister Bing?
When are you going to marry Sister Bing?
Then they’d broadcast these two questions anyti, anywhere, and soon there could be news spreading throughout Shadow City that Bingdisi had already changed nationalities and household registration. And there would be no follow-up, as Sandora would probably have sliced into over two thousand five hundred pieces and fed fifty grams with warm water each day…
Yet before I could seal the mouths of these four clowns, a low male voice interrupted my thoughts: “Ahem… Can anyone help explain what’s happening now?”
Turning my head, I found the Fallen Apostle who was just fiercely beaten… purified, awakening from his chaotic state. He might feel sowhat off all over his body but hadn’t yet sorted out his recent mories. The Abyss-controlled side of him had disappeared but still needed so ti to regain normal thinking abilities. Having had Carter Carlow as a precedent before, I quite understood the current state of this individual, and I knew he’d switch between two personalities in a short period until he eventually stabilized as a normal Xyrin Apostle. This kind of chaos varies from person to person, but it typically only lasts a brief ti, and he cannot leave this prison before thoroughly stabilizing. However, conversations were now no problem.
“Do you know who I am?” I asked from a distance, maintaining so space between us: not out of fear of him suddenly lashing out, mostly it was because having beaten soone up, I now felt a bit guilty… “If you’ve co to your senses, check your mory bank. We’ve already uploaded the explanation about reverse transformation to you.”
The person stared blankly in this direction, seemingly taking a long ti to integrate the conflicting consciousness in his mind while also comprehending the newly erged information in his mory bank. At last, he nodded quietly: “Is it really necessary to beat up?”
“This is already the most comfortable treatnt,” I shrugged, “There’s another treatnt plan where I open the Void Domain, and you soak inside for five minutes but you’d have to disable your shield…”
The individual shivered imdiately: “That would probably be fatal, right?”
“Optimistically speaking, you’d be half-dead, anyway we’ve got a repair factory here,” I casually replied, still observing the individual’s changes in expression. I discovered he was much more stable than Carter Carlow was back then, although his facial expressions shifted dramatically between stiffness and relaxation, indicating the two consciousnesses were still clashing intensely at his thought core. His outward stability indicated he seed better adapted to his changes after reverse transformation, suggesting High Order Fallen Apostles might have a better and faster adaptability post transformation. “Yes, you should know what’s happening to you by now. How do you feel now?”
The “Forr Fallen Apostle Commander” before , still bore traces of that ferocious and dangerous Abyssal Aura; this Abyssal Aura might accompany him for life. But his consciousness was no longer controlled by such forces. In less than twenty minutes, a once entirely Abyss-controlled powerful individual now found renewed life. Though the underlying principles couldn’t be thoroughly detailed at this ti, I believed the individual had broken free from chaotic states. Upon hearing my inquiry, he fell into silence for only a few seconds as if still consolidating his consciousness; he finally slowly replied: “It feels like waking up from a long nightmare, with large gaps in my mory, as if so mories have just been erased… give so ti, these mories might recover. Um, I an… Commander.”
Bingdisi slapped my shoulder with such force as to nail to the ground: “Reford Scoundrel Face Slap Fist, nice.”
Then this hooligan lightly patted Xiao Xue’s head: “Reford Scoundrel along with your dad doing Face Slap Fist, nice!”
Thinking it over, I ushered both this Female hooligan and the other mbers of the Tiaozi Five out: they’d only co along to stir trouble, and having had enough fun, they’d now do nothing but spout nonsense.
My Big Sister shook her head slightly with a hint of resignation as the Tiaozi Five vanished noisily into the Teleportation Gate. She sighed lightly and turned her gaze toward the recently reversed Fallen Apostle Commander: “Alright. I know you need rest and refurbishnt, but we’re pressed for ti, and there’s much we need to learn from you… you were the Fleet Commander of this invasion fleet, right? Which Legion?”
“Yes, Ma’am,” the individual imdiately straightened posture, “Forrly, I belonged to the Emperor Harlan’s Second Legion’s main combat division, serving as the commander for this ‘military action.’ Also, Ma’am, the subject and copula should not be casually omitted… Apologies, Ma’am, that’s just a personal habit!”
“The subject and copula…” I was montarily stunned by the abrupt topic shift, then a figure popped instantly into my mind: I rember another surprisingly funny Fallen Apostle who argued grammar with before. “Do you know Carter Carlow?”
“Carter Carlow?” The man before looked at in unexpected surprise, “Yes, Ma’am, he served concurrently with , with a later serial number, he is my brother.”
: “…What’s your na then?”
“Report to the commander, my na is Vincent Carlow!”
Xiao Xue couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing: “Dad, Dad, I’ll go call Carter over!”
Then the girl ran off, leaving , Big Sister, and Vincent Carlow looking at each other. Carter Carlow had indeed co with the fleet during this expedition. He was the Empire Military Departnt’s expert on combat against the Fallen Apostles and also the chief military advisor of the Sixth Fleet. The fact that the Sixth Fleet could beco a specialized unit against the Fallen Apostles was closely linked to Carter Carlow’s work. I never expected that the world could have such coincidences—we captured Carter alive, and now we captured his brother alive too. The experiences of the two brothers are almost identical; the only difference is that years ago, Carter was beaten by alone, while his brother was just smacked down by Xiaoxue and in a father-daughter tag team…
I noticed Vincent Carlow was filled with confusion, then suddenly showed an unbelievable look, so I smiled slightly: “That’s right, your brother is still alive, and you’ll see him soon. But before that—let’s answer so important questions. I know the Emperor Harlan you ntioned, having fought with him several tis. From what I rember, he is a cautious opponent. What exactly is the reason for him to send troops to invade the Imperial Frontier this ti?”
Vincent Carlow, of course, spoke with so embarrassnt when discussing this topic: like every Fallen Apostle who has just been reverse-transford, the ti spent in the Abyss Camp is his least favorite dark history, but he knows how important this information is. Therefore, he hesitated for less than three seconds and straightforwardly replied, “Initially, we had no invasion plan. Looking back now, there seem to be many questions. At first, we only encountered a group of odd Void smugglers who accidentally intruded into the… the Abyss Empire’s outpost range. Then the Border Guard dispatched a small team to pursue those reckless wanderers. Such reckless wanderers weren’t worth our grand efforts; as long as the pursuit troops quickly eliminated them, all trouble would be solved, but…”
At this point, Vincent suddenly froze, seemingly struggling, then exhaled: “Apologies, commander, the ntal conflict is still strong. Continuing the previous topic, I, as the leader of the main combat column, have low intelligence permission outside the combat system. Therefore, I do not know why these smugglers drew such attention, but based on fragnted information passed down through upper-level chains, it seems… Emperor Harlan received information that those smugglers’ rchant ships were carrying so sensitive materials, and he strongly believed the smugglers were working for you, hence ordering the complete capture of those rchants’ ships.”
My brow instantly furrowed, with the words Xiao Xue had said less than an hour ago echoing in my mind:
“Their appearance was just a coincidence, but they brought sothing inevitable.”
The prophet never says unnecessary nonsense… Well, that’s what Lin Xue claid herself, but indeed in many cases, if a prophet suddenly spouts sothing inexplicable and seemingly mystical, it is definitely not unnecessary.
Those suddenly erging Feiyali people have beco part of history, swept into the whirlpool stirred up by this colossal entity, the Empire.
“Those Feiyali rchant ships cannot leave for now,” I imdiately reached a consensus with Big Sister beside , “They probably don’t know what their ship’s stuff is for, so we must prevent them from contacting any civilization in the Macro World. Those damn Void peddlers… they would seize any opportunity to sell what’s on their ships to others; if by any chance…”
“If by any chance they sell what the Fallen Apostles are tracking, then it’s going to be a big ss,” Big Sister nodded knowingly, “Rest assured, I’ll make arrangents. Vincent, do you know what exactly Harlan is looking for?”
“I’m sorry, commander, I’m just a battle commander, divided from the previous pursuit team into two departnts,” Vincent Carlow shook his head, then looked at us with great surprise, “Wait… are those low-civilization ships… not yours?”
“You can now refer to us as the New Empire, and you yourself will beco a part of the New Empire, so stop referring to us as ‘you all,'” I noticed Vincent wasn’t yet adapting to the change in his identity and the chaos of alignnt caused by the intense conflict of two consciousnesses in his mind, so I reminded him, “As for those rchant ships of the Feiyali Empire, to be honest, I have no idea where they ca from!”
Vincent thought for a mont, and the expression on his face beca quite fantastic: “Huh?”
“…That’s right, we also don’t know where those Feiyali people ca from,” Big Sister sighed deeply, “In the end, the Fallen Apostles even increased their force to the size of an entire legion, which is simply unreasonable.”
Vincent’s expression was almost tearful: “Wasn’t it the New Empire’s side that increased forces first?”
When I thought about it, it’s clear: the entire incident’s sequence was just clarified like this:
The first exploratory rchant fleet of the Feiyali Empire dug up a pile of antiques in so godforsaken place, then haphazardly ended up on the territory of the Fallen Apostles.
The Fallen Apostles detected sensitive materials on the Feiyali rchant ships and mistakenly believed them to be subordinates of the New Empire, launching imdiate pursuit—here they must be glad their ships had sensitive materials, otherwise the Fallen Apostles would never have, out of caution, let these ships that have just gained cross-Void navigation capability travel this far.
Those Void peddlers, panicking, unwittingly stord into the Imperial Border, with a pursuing squad of Fallen Apostles on their heels.
The Empire’s warning departnt thought we were being invaded, and so reinforced the border.
The Fallen Apostles saw that the New Empire really did reinforce, so they were 100% certain that those Feiyali people were transporting critical material for the Empire, prompting them to reinforce as well.
Following that, the Imperial Command was convinced the Fallen Apostles had launched a massive invasion, and the two sides ended up slugging it out on the spot…
During this whole process, that young queen called Yafeilisi was leading her rchant ship, sunbathing a light-year away from the battlefield, counting the stones in her cargo hold, and calculating how many treasures she could swindle from the locals with those…
“Junior cross-dinsional civilization, three ships, a bunch of fake goods sellers…” Big Sister’s expression was one of near tearfulness, “and they tossed around the two great empires in succession…”
I sighed, starting to calculate when to demand war reparations from that Philis, optimistically estimating that even selling her wouldn’t be enough…
Just then, a teleportation gate appeared in the prison space, and Xiao Xue, as excited as before, ran back with soone in tow, her jarring voice interrupting everyone’s concerns at the scene: “Dad, I brought Carter Carlow over!” (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)
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