svetikya Chapter 282 It's bitter, there's still a battle to be fought.
Chapter 282 It's bitter, there's still a battle to be fought.
Chapter 282 It's bitter, there's still a battle to be fought.
The Nautilus airships crashed one after another, with peculiar gases burning fiercely inside the cabins, leaving behind clusters of fireballs in the air.
Despite their sheer numbers, the Death Curse's retinue was utterly overwhelmed by the steel onslaught. In terms of sheer numbers, Pandora, with its factories spread across the globe, held the advantage.
Countless superweapons were aimed at the Gate of Oblivion, launching a relentless offensive that demonstrated to these alien hillbillies what firepower superiority truly meant.
Wearing sunglasses, Modi stood on a high platform built of nanobots, staring directly at the Gate of Oblivion, his eyes filled with a blinding light.
Even he was astonished by Pandora's vast inventory.
"The power of technology is truly amazing... This Gate of Oblivion won't last long."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a deafening roar erupted, and he could see from afar that a corner of the Gate of Oblivion had collapsed, with countless pieces of corpses and building materials scattered all over the ground.
As if a signal had been given, the remaining parts of the Gate of Oblivion collapsed one after another, and the enormous portal disintegrated in an instant.
"It seems the dust has settled. I thought Pandora had set a flag earlier, but it turns out I was overthinking it."
With a cheerful laugh, Modi turned to leave.
He did not leave empty-handed on this trip. He seized some partially crashed Nautilus airships and relatively intact corpses of Death Curse members, including several rare Mind Flayer specimens.
Please wait a moment.
A familiar female voice sounded from behind, and Mo Di's expression stiffened, a sense of foreboding rising from the depths of his heart.
Wait, this isn't the set of the Investiture of the Gods, it shouldn't be this bad... right?
Turning around, the suspicion on his face vanished, and Mordy smiled slightly, "The war is over. Is there anything else, Pandora?"
Nanobots form the silhouette of Pandora, whose face is expressionless and whose thoughts are unfathomable.
Staring into Mordy's eyes, she said in a deep voice, "The war is not over yet; there is still an approaching storm."
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"You might as well put it more bluntly," Mordy gently reminded her not to use riddles.
"What I mean is that the realm of oblivion you mentioned has not been completely defeated. My sensors, scattered around the world, have captured many strange fluctuations."
Mordy's expression gradually turned serious, and she continued, "The frequency of these fluctuations is exactly the same as that of the Gate of Oblivion."
"There are other experts?" he blurted out, his furrowed brows slowly relaxing.
An unexpected yet logical outcome: the Death Curse Domain cannot be resolved so easily unless they decide to withdraw on their own.
The words spoken by that Mind Flayer commander not long ago must have hinted at this point.
However... the number of abnormal fluctuations is far too many, covering all regions of the globe, even the deep ocean.
Could it be that the Death Curse Realm is planning a full-scale invasion, a Death Curse expedition?
Is it really worth it?" Mordy put himself in the shoes of the Death Curse Monarch, assuming he was facing several immortals, and wondered if it was worth the trouble of invading a remote world.
The answer is no, he could not do that unless there was something in this world that he was determined to have.
"On the bright side, we've only detected abnormal fluctuations so far, so at least the mastermind behind it hasn't been revealed yet."
As soon as Mordi finished speaking, Pandora said with a serious expression, "No, just now when we were communicating, the intensity of the fluctuations kept increasing. Now, another Gate of Oblivion has descended."
"Huh?" Modi was taken aback, then breathed a sigh of relief. "Only one? That's manageable."
"That's not right either. When you spoke, the number had already risen to fifteen, and it was still increasing."
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It's tough, we still have to fight.
"Remember to say the whole sentence next time."
A beam of light suddenly flashed by, condensing into a projection of the planet beneath their feet.
The planet's surface is covered with red dots, each representing a Gate of Oblivion, and their numbers are constantly increasing.
"It seems the Death Curse Domain is determined to possess this world."
Modi's expression was serious, astonished by the determination of the Death Curse Domain.
This setup is almost as impressive as theirs in Itniti.
"Currently, although I have numerous factories and bases around the world, I'm afraid I'm still somewhat powerless to defend against all external enemies," Pandora said frankly.
She seemed to have activated her personality module again, her gaze sincere as she extended her hand to Modi.
"I need your help to fight off the invaders."
Looking into her bright eyes, Modi did not reach out to shake her hand.
"I won't help you unconditionally. The price you paid before is only enough for me to help you once, but I will still accept your commission as long as the price is right."
While he may lean towards Pandora's side, he still has to consider his own interests as well as his admiration.
One thing at a time; in other words, you have to pay extra.
Pandora withdrew her hand and made a thoughtful expression.
"You're a mercenary? Hmm, that does match the record of most chosen ones."
She tilted her head, a bright smile spreading across her face.
"So, does that mean you'll agree to anything I ask for as long as the price is right?"
She emphasized the last three words, and her smile became even more sinister.
"What do you want? I won't agree to any unreasonable demands." Mo Di quietly took a half step back, crossed his arms, and looked wary.
To persuade him, you even went so far as to install a personality module? Pandora, you bastard...
As if she hadn't noticed his unusual behavior, Pandora smiled and spoke slowly.
"I will give you a condition you can't refuse..."
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Modi gradually widened his eyes, retreating step by step, his expression a mixture of strangeness and complexity.
"This is the first time I've been asked to do this," he murmured, "but it's not impossible."
Seeing that he did not refuse, Pandora's smile deepened, and she pushed him onto the reconstructed aircraft.
"Time waits for no one, so please get moving quickly. After all, the number of Gates of Oblivion has doubled while we are talking."
The Gates of Oblivion proliferated like cancer, leaving traces of the Death Curse throughout the planet.
This time, the Death Curse Domain has clearly gone all out, not only deploying troops but also sowing death curse marks wherever the Gate of Oblivion descends, eroding planets and turning them into death curse soil.
In a short time, many new areas appeared on the planet, such as Death Valley, Death Sea, and Death Forest.
This cancerous proliferation lasted for nearly three days before the number of Gates of Oblivion gradually stabilized.
But this number still left Skran speechless.
"With so many Gates of Oblivion, even if most of them are small or medium-sized and not as powerful as the original one, the combined forces they can gather are still quite astonishing."
He looked at the red dot in the planetary projection, his face showing difficulty. He could only pin his hopes on Modi, who was running the dungeon with him, and looked at this powerful man who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere with pleading eyes.
Modi was also analyzing the situation, his brows furrowed as he pondered the purpose of the Death Curse Domain.
"Through Frank's words, they should have known that as long as they solved the problem of Paradise, they could dismantle the world's greatest resistance force. However, instead of concentrating their forces, they chose to disperse them. There must be a deeper reason for this."
He observed and analyzed the coordinates of the red dot, but found no pattern, thus initially ruling out the possibility of constructing a magic circle or preparing for a ritual.
"Scran, tell me, what is their purpose in doing this?" He looked at Scran, who was acting as a thug, and the other man was suddenly startled, not expecting to be questioned.
"Me?" Skran's eyes were filled with even more sorrow. He was already prepared to get through this dungeon under the protection of the big boss, but he didn't expect Modi to throw such a question at him.
"Hmm...maybe they're looking for something?" he casually suggested, tentatively offering an answer.
As soon as he said it, he regretted it and added, "I was just guessing, it might not be accurate."
Unexpectedly, Modi showed a thoughtful expression, as if he thought what he said made sense.
That makes sense.
Judging from the movements of the Death Curse's retinue, they do indeed seem to be looking for something, swarming out in droves, covering the mountains and plains, and advancing into various dangerous places.
They can be found in both radioactive wastelands and the Cairo crystal mines.
Even when Pandora mobilized mechanical forces from all over the world to hunt them down, it couldn't stop them from sending out exploration teams.
"This thing might be destined for me," Modi blurted out unconsciously. "I need to find a way to figure out what they're looking for."
"Lord Styx, I am ready."
Pandora's voice drifted over, and he shuddered, turning around somewhat awkwardly.
Pandora looked at him with a smile and gestured for him to enter.
"What's ready? You're not hiding something from me, are you? You're working on some secret weapon, aren't you?" Skran asked, puzzled, his suspicious gaze sweeping over the two of them.
"That's roughly the idea." Mordy nodded slightly, took a step, and followed behind Pandora.
"What does this mean?" Skran felt excluded once again. Perhaps this was the price of being a slacker.
As he watched the two figures walk away, a thought suddenly popped into his head, and he was startled.
"It's not impossible," he muttered to himself, barely able to contain his curiosity. "I'll just take one look, just to see where they went, and I won't look any longer."
Although reason told him that a god should not be involved with artificial intelligence, anything is possible, and he had seen many people with unusual sexual preferences.
Having made up his mind, Skran transformed into a stalker, first casting several layers of concealment on himself, and then quietly trailing behind the two.
Passing through the cabins and corridors, and entering an unnamed compartment, Skran's breath caught in his throat as he looked at what lay before him; his illusions were quietly shattered.
...That's it?
Instead of the enchanting scenery he had imagined, he encountered an enormous, outrageously large structure.
The pure white shell exudes a sci-fi feel, and its intricate structure makes him hesitant to take another step forward, fearing that he might cause some accident that would render the entire device malfunction.
He will then face mixed doubles.
"What are you doing?"
After hesitating for a long time, Skran stood at the edge of the field and greeted the two people who were adjusting the equipment.
Modi looked up at him and asked curiously, "Testing a secret weapon, didn't you already guess?"
Is it possible that I'm thinking the wrong thing?
He didn't say those words out of recklessness; he chuckled awkwardly and nodded hastily.
"Of course, it's a secret weapon, I guessed it, but... what exactly is this secret weapon for?"
"You will soon see the amplification of the art of light."
After giving a vague explanation, Modi turned his head away and focused on adjusting the equipment.
Fortunately, Pandora possessed highly advanced productivity; otherwise, it's uncertain whether she could have created this amplifier in such a short time.
After the debugging was completed, Modi walked into the device, stood in the center, and waited for Pandora to calibrate the launch coordinates.
The hatch behind him closed, and Pandora's voice echoed from all directions.
"Enemy coordinates have been locked, Lord Styx, you may begin."
"Phew, this is my first time being a battery."
He exhaled a breath of stale air, looked up at the energy transmission channel above his head, and without hesitation, used the strongest light technique he had mastered, namely the complete Great Sun Palm.
At that moment, he became light.
A violent light burst forth, piercing the outer shell of the device and seeping into the outside world, turning most of the cabin pure white in Skran's horrified gaze.
"This...this...what a terrifying influence of light! Even if I were to unleash all my power, I still couldn't compare to that lord in the path of light!"
Under the intense light, Pandora remained unmoved, her body a sickly pale white, her colors melting and flowing silently across the floor.
"The power supply system is online and operating at overload. We must fire this shot quickly, or it will explode."
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She calmly adjusted her glasses, a flash of white light passing through the lenses, and methodically ordered, "Main ship, fire!"
This mothership, secretly built by Pandora, is indeed capable of navigating within planetary systems. It is usually kept in a hidden starport in outer space and is one of her trump cards...
Modi couldn't guarantee that if the crisis escalated further, she wouldn't pull out a starship and launch an orbital bombardment of the Earth's surface.
As the order was given, a faint, inconspicuous light first appeared inside the dark muzzle of the mothership's main gun, and then the light suddenly spread out, as if a small sun had been lit up.
However, this sun was not gentle; it brought only pure destruction.
Inside the amplifier, Mordy felt as if he were in an ocean of light, surrounded by blinding pure white, with the internal temperature high enough to melt most things.
He felt something, and his whole body trembled, as if something had been pulled out, and a sense of emptiness welled up as the light faded.
In the vast and dark space, a beam of extremely thin light suddenly streaked across the sky, carrying terrifyingly concentrated light, and fell straight towards the Earth's surface.
The light spear pierced through the atmosphere, and due to refraction and other effects, it suddenly expanded into a beam of light, precisely enveloping a large Gate of Oblivion at the strike coordinates.
The void barrier was shattered with overwhelming force, followed by the portal made up of billions of corpses.
Endless light and heat enveloped everything, and the blazing fireball expanded outwards, setting a new record for local temperature in that instant.
Whether it was the Nautilus airship soaring in the sky or the Death Curse's retinue on the ground, they all perished without a trace at this moment.
Staring directly at the light and flames that symbolized destruction, a powerful Mind Flayer commander shed hot tears as his body was annihilated inch by inch, leaving only half a sentence to dissipate in the hot wind.
"What a spectacle..."
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