Xyrin Empire
Chapter 335 - Chapter 335 Chapter 335 Dust Settles

Chapter 335: Chapter 335 Dust Settles Chapter 335: Chapter 335 Dust Settles “If I had considered you as partners from the start, maybe things would have been better,” the golden-haired girl said with a self-mocking smile, then turned her gaze towards me, “Maybe by now we would have already decoded the secrets of those ancient super civilizations and mastered technology that could look down upon the entire world…”

Visca’s hand suddenly flickered with a red halo, and with a light wave in mid-air, some invisible energy was immediately dispersed by the Fantasy Kill… or whatever it was… anyway, it was gone with just a wave.

“Such meaningless resistance,” Visca easily cut off the other’s hypnotic ability and, curling her lips, said, “You are even less developed than those man-made gods from back then.”

Hey, hey, hey, are you now using that as a testament to your glorious history?

After effortlessly blocking all of the girl’s superpowers and reducing this dangerous girl to a totally ordinary person, I signaled to the Xyrin Soldiers around to take temporary custody of her. Immediately, two soldiers clad in black armor stepped forward and clamped a pair of metallic objects that resembled arm bands onto the girl’s arms. After pressing them a few times, those unremarkable black metal rings began to emit a faint blue light, with enigmatic patterns emerging on their surface.

Though it wasn’t clear what these beautiful arm bands, which didn’t seem to have any restraining effect, were for, the golden-haired girl could probably guess that escaping with these “bracelets” on would be nothing but a pipe dream.

In fact, anyone with a double-digit IQ surely wouldn’t think of running away when trapped on an outer-space Planet Fortress and flanked by hundreds of Terminators, right?

“You don’t seem to be feeling any loss at all?”

Watching the golden-haired girl obediently let someone put the “handcuffs” on her, even Big Sister was filled with curiosity: “All the scheming and capital you’ve accumulated over such a long time seem to have crumbled in an instant.”

That’s why they say a sister in a scheming state is the most terrifying–it’s like rubbing cumin, salt, and chili powder into a wound!

But to Big Sister’s comments, which could almost be considered a critical hit with an infinite debuff, the golden-haired girl just revealed an ambiguous smile and then ignored us–are these really the expressions a captive should have?

Sandora leaned slightly closer, whispering in my ear, “This person, even though she seems to have some unknown purpose, also seems indifferent to everything and is mentally tough…”

“Are you studying psychology with Lilina?”

“How did you know?”

Me: “…”

It seems Sandora has really been a bit too idle lately.

Our original mission was to capture Artemis, and now that the objective has been achieved, the plan was naturally changed due to the sudden emergence of the Visca Barrier Star, an astonishing development. After handing Artemis over to two Xyrin Warriors for escort, we followed Visca towards the core control room of the fortress. That was the highest command center of the entire starship, and also where Visca spearheaded the Earth invasion back in the day. Honestly, I was quite curious about what the core control room of a starship might look like.

But in the end, what appeared before us was a vast expanse of the cosmic starry sky…

“Are we out?!”

When I opened the door to the control room, I couldn’t help but think this: the surrounding scenery was the very image of outer space!

The backdrop was a pitch-black canvas, with complex, bright specks of stars shining bright, a Milky Way unobscured by the dense, polluted atmosphere of the Earth’s surface–and there we were, suspended right in it.

But after looking around, I suddenly realized that Earth was floating not far to our left, and, huh, there was an information box around it with the word “locked”… It seemed this wasn’t outer space after all.

“This is the omni-view perspective of the Barrier Star,” Visca explained to us the reason for the surrounding space-like environment, “Standing in this room, what you’re actually seeing is a 360-degree scenery generated by using the Moon Shell as eyes. Ah, Earth is still locked by the Star Core Resonance Cannon…”

Visca let out a low gasp of surprise and then hurriedly removed the dangerous weapon lock box from the Earth’s image.

At that moment, I was moved to tears by the reliability of Xyrin technology–such a thing not accidentally activating over 700,000 years truly was Mother Earth’s ultimate stroke of luck!

From a futuristic alloy corridor straight into a “starlit space,” even Artemis, who had always been calm, couldn’t suppress an exclamation of amazement and began curiously observing the dreamlike starry environment around us, completely forgetting the fact that if humans truly entered outer space, they would die instantly.

Visca raised her right hand, pressing something in the void, and then specks of light began to emerge from the darkness around us, as if attracted by the “stars” in the “sky,” gathering towards us. These specks of light, following the movements of Visca’s fingers, coalesced into ever-changing screens that floated around Visca, growing more numerous until they formed a wall-like array of screens revolving quietly around us. A myriad of things displayed on them; mostly they were clusters of data, some pictures from within the Moon Base itself, including the gigantic engines and weapon systems that we had passed by without the chance for a closer look. In these kaleidoscopic images, some familiar scenes also flashed by: the snow-clad peaks of the Himalayas, the majestic Eiffel Tower, spectacular waterfalls and rivers, and the Dull Cat Angel foolishly chasing after a certain synchronous satellite speeding through space…

…

Big Sister: “Was that Alaya just now?”

Me: “…That girl’s managed to embarrass herself all the way out in outer space!”

The gorgeous screen wall whirled around us for nearly three minutes, then suddenly dispersed, each finding a stable position against the pitch-black starry background, with a particularly enlarged image of a bewildered, silly-looking angel being placed in the most prominent position.

Visca: “Sister Alaya is still so energetic today!”

Everyone continued on the verge of tears.

After initializing a few basic systems, those still drifting stars suddenly began spinning rapidly, then before us formed something like a crystal-crafted console. However, unlike regular consoles, there weren’t any buttons or meters on it, just a platform to stand on and several crystal plates floating midair. I guess it made sense, considering a star-level warship’s complexity and enormity, especially with a Glory-class vessel, most of whose operational commands had to be controlled by its creator. A regular control panel would probably have a keyboard so long, it would wear out the operator by just running around it. This peculiar control platform, I guessed, must be some kind of spiritual connection device.

Despite not having touched this system for over 700,000 years, Visca felt not the slightest unfamiliarity; she stepped onto the console with practiced ease, and one by one, the crystal plates lit up. A multitude of data began to interface with Visca, the newly joined source of instructions…

Reclaiming command of the starship went smoothly–after all, it was something Visca had created herself, and calling it her avatar wouldn’t be an exaggeration. Even though this girl, during her wildest phase, had completely forgotten she owned a Glory-class starship, resulting in the massive spaceship falling into a blank command state, as soon as the rightful owner returned today, it recognized her after merely a formality of identity confirmation and obediently returned to the embrace of little loli Visca.

There I was, curiously watching my sister interact deeply with those transparent crystal plates, letting my mind wander over the mind-blowing nature of a powerhouse like the Glory. Then, without warning, a strange feeling swept over me.

That feeling… it was as if the calm space around me suddenly filled with a strong consciousness, or rather, as if everything around had come alive. It was an indescribable experience, as if thoughts stormy as the sea churned in every inch of space around you, almost as if… as if you had dived into someone else’s mind. Though, isn’t this metaphor a bit too much?

“Success!”

Just as I was astonished by this unprecedented experience, Visca’s cheerful voice suddenly woke me from the illusion, and at the same time, the feeling of being surrounded by the same thought disappeared in an instant.

“You got a fright, didn’t you?” Sandora looked at me with a mischievous smile, along with Qianqian and Big Sister, who had similarly odd expressions, “Once Glory is fully activated, its creator will integrate with the warship itself. Just now, Visca’s soul was filling the entire Planet Battleship, so…”

Right at that moment, a voice I had nearly forgotten suddenly rang out: “How is this possible… Such Ancient Relics… How could you possibly… so easily…”

I turned around, and it was the golden-haired girl who claimed to be Artemis–speaking of which, Artemis in mythology should mean Moon God, right? Somehow, connecting it to the fact that the moon was actually a Xyrin flagship, I suddenly found it all quite amusing.

Thinking of this, I stole a glance at Visca, who was checking the control system. If we were to really link it to mythology, then it seems the red-eyed girl before me would be the Moon God.

“Are you surprised?” Sandora said to Artemis with a cold voice. As a genuine Xyrin Apostle, she had no fondness for someone who had tried to covet an Empire flagship, “This warship has always been the property of the Empire, and you, a human, dared to harbor such audacious thoughts?”

“The Empire’s property?” Artemis seemed to be unable to grasp it all at once, “Me, a ‘human’?”

“Have you still not figured out the truth?” Visca interrupted, “So dumb. All this talk of relics of the gods, Ancient Relics, and such–they’re all our stuff. You’ve been researching the trash I discarded tens of thousands of years ago, get it now? Or is it still strange to you that we look so much like humans?”

Artemis’ expression suddenly stiffened. Although such a fact sounded so bizarre, given everything that had happened, did she have any room left for disbelief? This was the only reason that could make sense of it all, the only way to explain the overwhelming power of ‘Boundless Love’, wasn’t it?

Just then, Visca, who was inspecting the entire Planet Battleship, suddenly exclaimed, “Brother! Something seems off with the Barrier Star!”

I instantly tensed up. The Barrier Star was off? That meant humanity’s moon was off! Even a slight wobble could spell the end for Earth’s species several times over!

Without waiting for me to ask, Visca had already activated the Holographic Projection System. Immediately, an image of a Planet Battleship–several meters in radius–appeared before us. Structurally, it was indeed Visca Barrier Star, but oddly enough, the holographic projection of Visca Barrier Star was surrounded by two concentric ring-like structures, similar to planetary rings. Including these two, the radius of the entire Barrier Star had nearly doubled.

And we all knew that it was impossible for the moon to have planetary rings.

“The Barrier Star has enhanced Defense Ability and endurance capabilities, so its firepower system is slightly lacking. To compensate for this weakness, I added two components–those two ring structures. The outer ring is a railgun platform and a docking platform for warships, while the inner ring is the main weapon linkage and military barracks. However, now the two rings are missing?”

This should have been an abnormal sight you noticed from the start, right!? Missing such important pieces–you shouldn’t just be noticing it now!?

Seeing our expressions as if we were struck by lightning, Visca carefully explained: “I only remembered that I had once added these components to the Barrier Star after looking at the data just now…”

Forget it, I can’t even begin to imagine just how scattered Visca’s mind must have been at the time.

“Missing these two components shouldn’t affect the stability of the moon, should it?”

Visca shook his head, “No, the Barrier Star itself has an attraction correction function. Losing the Star Ring isn’t a big deal, and it has been running stably for hundreds of thousands of years anyway.”

“Then let the Star Ring rest in peace!” I said with a serious expression and resolute tone, “Just don’t bring that thing back, okay?”

Visca looked at me puzzled but obediently nodded, “Oh.”

With that, the whole incident was finally brought to a close.

Artemis, who had become an ordinary human, and Zeus were handed over to the Superpower Team for processing. Of course, Big Sister placed curses on both of them to ensure they would absolutely not blab about the existence of the Xyrin Apostle everywhere. Aside from these two survivors, it’s safe to say the entirety of Olympus has been wiped out, clean slaughtered by the blitz of the Xyrin Special Forces and the hunt of the Superpower Team. The turbulence this incident caused in the Dark World is not to be underestimated. But “Boundless Love” just entered the scene and chose to retire as Olympus fell, gradually disappearing from people’s sight, even the usually mysteriously popping up windows vanished along with it, as if the sole purpose of this mysterious organization’s existence was to eliminate the evil antagonists. However, no matter how much the world speculated, they would probably never guess it was merely because the founder of “Boundless Love” had suddenly lost interest in philanthropy.

Then, naturally, everyone’s attention was focused on the Superpower Team–any fool could see that “Boundless Love” and the Superpower Team were closely linked, with both organizations’ moves against Olympus almost always in sync. Well, let Lin Xue and the others worry about that. Isn’t it rare to get a chance to trouble that guy?

As for Zeus and Artemis, although various channels in the Dark World had already started spreading the news that they had been executed by the Superpower Team, those in the know understood that the two had a greater chance of being alive. Despite having lost their powers, their heads were definitely not empty. Though crushed like a joke, Olympus’s initial strength was witnessed by all. There were definitely not a few people who coveted the organization’s technology for enhancing the strength of superpower users. Any organization that captured these two would treat them like treasures. It’s quite an irony that such great villains would outlive their henchmen.

Additionally, there’s the matter of the disposition of the Visca Barrier Star, which after less than a second of thinking about, we decisively chose to maintain the status quo of the entire Planet Fortress. Other than letting its various facilities start self-repairing, we didn’t give any further orders to that dangerous thing. Just as Sandora said, Earth’s ecosystem is too fragile; even a massive satellite shuddering next to it could lead to a doomsday scenario. Although I am indeed full of fantasies about cruising through the universe on a planet fortress, really moving the moon away might mean human civilization wouldn’t even make it to next year’s Mid-Autumn Festival before going extinct.

Finally, I can enjoy a long-missed peaceful life. Why do I always end up dealing with the trouble of saving the world?

“As a harem man who lives like a character from a YY novel, it’s simply outrageous for you to have such complaints,” said Prophet Lin, sitting across from me, elegantly savoring the peerless black tea that only Anwina could brew, with a tone as calm as if discussing the weather.

My forehead throbbed with veins as I glared at the detestable freeloader who was lounging uninvited in my living room, continually imagining torturing him, “Why the hell are you in my living room?!”

“Of course I came to drink tea,” he said.

“Don’t you think the timing of your visit is ever so slightly peculiar?!” I asked.

Lin Xue replied as if it was the most natural thing, “Nonsense, if I didn’t pick this time, how could I have freeloading opportunities for meals?!”

At least hesitate a bit!

“Who let your maid have such good skills? You need to understand that not being able to eat at home every day is a real headache,” Lin Xue not only showed no signs of remorse but also mockingly complained,” You know you guys just vanished, leaving a mess and the public eye all to us. At least coming here for a meal to relax should be fine, right?”

That’s also true… but it’s not! Shouldn’t it be the other way around? In reality, didn’t we solve the biggest problem for you and just left you with the aftermath?

“Speaking of which, what’s your real reason for coming here today?” Seeing Lin Xue truly putting on an “I’m just here for a meal” look, I finally couldn’t suppress my curiosity and asked. Based on this girl’s trouble-seeking nature, if she really just came for a meal without causing me any trouble, that would be truly bizarre.

Lin Xue rolled her eyes at me, “Pssh, as if I’m always causing you trouble. Don’t worry, today I really am just here for the meal, oh, and to tell you something…” (To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please visit www.NovelFire.net. More chapters are available there, support the author, support authorized reading!)