Chapter 342 Evil God and Orc

The outward manifestation of this annihilation is very frightening.

What it creates is not the visual effect of tearing, cutting, or squeezing and smashing, but erasure.

It's like erasing a pencil drawing with an eraser, directly smearing the target clean, while the surrounding environment is still intact, as if nothing happened.

…

In the Hall of Heroes.

Adam opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

After waking up from the evil and profound dream, Adam felt a little uncomfortable with the sudden increase in spiritual energy.

A blue arc of light flashed through the sky, and the destroyed machines silently collapsed into pieces, completely scrapped by the high temperature and cutting caused by psychic energy.

"Captain, you finally woke up."

The door to the secret room opened with a sound, and Anikoon stepped into the room first.

After entering the fourth life level, from the outside, Adam's body shape did not change too obviously.

He still looks like that silver-white steel giant.

but…

As the leader of the Athas Legion.

Even in his normal form, Adam is much taller than Brother Macnee and Brother Kenny.

He stood up and was over five meters tall, but his overall body shape did not appear bloated and bulky, but revealed a delicate and perfect sense of fluidity.

The silver-white body sparkles.

There is no obvious feeling outside the secret room.

But when the room opened, Enikoen McNee and others entered the secret room.

Only then did he feel the majesty and oppression coming from Adam, as hot as the sun.

Good thing.

Adam was once an evolver of the fourth psychic level.

Now that I have returned to this realm again, I have become familiar with and controlled my own power quite quickly.

After condensing his power into his body, the majestic feeling that was difficult for people to look directly at also dissipated. In front of Anikoun and others, Adam once again became the approachable leader of the past.

"Have you entered the restricted area?"

Anikoen's beautiful eyes were bright and she couldn't help but speak.

"Um!"

Adam nodded and looked up into the void. There was not much excitement on his face but he sighed, "But there were some accidents during the breakthrough. I'm sorry to make you worry."

"It's okay." Brother Kenny said with a smile.

Among all the Athasian monks, Brother Kenny is the largest except for Adam.

The other Attas monks who got the news also showed happy expressions on their faces.

Fourth psionic level.

Even in the golden age of the past, he was the undisputed top powerhouse and the mainstay of Terraria's civilization.

And now.

Adam returns to this realm again.

Nature is an exciting thing for everyone.

"Very good!"

Deputy Captain McNee is wearing dark purple armor. After waking up from a long slumber, he has been fighting on the front line of the battlefield without restraint and smiling as if to atone for his sins.

But now, the taciturn Brother Attas also showed an excited look on his face.

"When we first met you, you told us that one day we would rebuild Terraria. At that time, we all thought you were comforting us and giving us a vain goal to strive for."

McNee paused, daring to say that the brothers' eyes were focused on him.

He said loudly, "But now, as long as we follow you and continue walking, maybe that goal can really be achieved."

"Thanks for your trust."

Adam looked at Deputy Captain Kenny and nodded slightly.

But his tone changed and he said seriously, "In the real world, there are still many compatriots living under the ravaging claws of alien races. It is our unshirkable mission to liberate them."

"At the same time, we must also realize that after more than three hundred years, Terraria is no longer what we remember."

"The environment has become more hostile, and our enemies have become stronger... We carry the weight of the entire civilization on our shoulders, so we must be careful every step we take!"

"I see!"

McNee nodded heavily, feeling a heavy sense of responsibility from Adam's words.

"Well, realizing Terraria's great revival is destined to be a long journey. We don't need to keep moving forward with bitterness and hatred. At the very least, today is indeed a good day worth celebrating. Share this news with Those young guys who have just joined the group, let’s have a grand banquet to celebrate.”

Adam patted McNee on the shoulder and said in a casual tone.

With further cooperation with the Radiation Legion.

After being replenished with high-quality soldiers, the number of Atas Legion also began to expand rapidly.

To this day.

Atas Legion, which could be counted with a slap of a hand when it was at its lowest, has once again exceeded four digits in number. Although it is still far from its heyday, it already has some prototypes of the steel torrent of the past.

The construction of a legion is not just about external weapons and armor.

more important.

Or inner cohesion.

The former Athas Legion expanded too rapidly.

This led to a split in opinions among the entire legion. At the most dangerous time, nearly one-third of the Attas monks chose to join the Chaos Evil God.

To this day.

That incident is still a scar in Adam's heart.

From living humans to cold machines, what is preserved is the will and spirit, or is it just a copied memory.

This question has confused many powerful Athas monks, and even now, there is still no suitable answer.

but…

After that thing is over.

The engineers of the Golden Age continued to design colonial clothing in a more humane way.

Not only did they create mechanical taste buds, spiritual drinks and other relaxation products, a talented designer even created a replaceable prosthetic whip.

Therefore, the upgraded Brother Attas can also enjoy delicious food like ordinary people. And they can use this method to resist the erosion of their own thinking by the power of chaos.

After sending away Brother Kenny and Deputy Captain McNee.

Adam called to Thinktank Anicorn who was about to leave.

The machine girl with long silver-white hair turned around and asked Adam with a puzzled expression, "Sir, what do you want from me? Could it be that..."

I don’t know what this girl was thinking about.

The smile gradually appeared on Ainicorn's beautiful and slightly childish face.

pity.

Adam still looked serious.

He didn't seem to notice the change in the expression on Anikoun's face, and said in a heavy tone, "I saw the Star God in my sleep!"

"you sure?"

Anikoon's expression instantly became serious.

As a think tank, even if the memory is damaged while sleeping.

But Anicorn's understanding of various secret knowledge is still much more comprehensive than Adam's. Regarding the Star God, she naturally also understands a lot of it.

"Eighty percent chance."

Adam confirmed.

"That shouldn't be the complete Star God, just a fragment that was imprisoned, but its strength is still quite terrifying and it almost killed me before I could reach the fourth level of psychic power. If my father hadn't helped me in time..."

Even though the incident had passed, Adam still had a look of fear on his face when he recalled what had just happened.

"Moreover, even after I entered the fourth life level, the war was still very difficult."

"Of course…"

Enicorn understood what the Star Gods meant better than Adam. She rolled her eyes charmingly and said in a clear voice, "The Star Gods are one of the oldest beings in the universe. They feed on stars and have witnessed countless civilizations. ’s rise and fall and plays an unknown role in it.”

"But now, they are imprisoned, and they are still in the form of fragments." Adam stated.

"That's what worries me the most."

Anikoon looked worried, "In the older era before the gods ruled the river system, the last overlord of the river system was destroyed by the Star Gods. But the brutal revenge that followed also caused the Star Gods to be destroyed. Imprisoned in an eternal prison."

"Hiss..." Adam frowned. Although he already had an answer in his heart, he still asked, "Who is that overlord?"

"The Necrontyr...or the Necron."

Anicorn's tone was serious.

The Necron can be said to be the enemy that Athas Legion least wants to encounter.

Because the technology they used to transfer the consciousness of a living person to the colonization suit was found from the remains of the Necron, there was no guarantee that the ancient civilization would have left behind this incredible ritual.

"So rather than the Star God, I'm more worried about the existence of the Star God attracting the Necrons." Anikoun rubbed his temples and said with a headache on his face.

The Necron's real name is the Necrontyr.

They are beings with advanced technology but weak bodies.

It is precisely because of this flaw that, under the bewitchment of the Star God, they preserved their consciousness in steel.

The soul and body are sacrificed to the evil god as nourishment.

finally…

The Necrontyr discovered flaws in the ritual.

Their souls are too fragile to sustain the ceremony to the end. And even if the ceremony was successfully completed, the heavy price paid was difficult for those ancient dynasties to accept.

So, the war broke out.

A long and brutal war raged between the Necrontyrs and the C'tan.

The entire river system was shrouded in dark clouds, and even after hundreds of thousands of years passed, the traces left by that war still had not disappeared from the river system.

And now...

Unfortunately, a fragment of an ancient war.

Falling on ancient Terraria, in this black land, the evil flower of flesh has bloomed.

"The situation on Terraria is complicated enough. We must prevent the Star God from further resurrecting before the situation becomes completely out of control." Adam said decisively.

Regardless of the further recovery of the Star God.

Or, the Necron may come due to the resurgence of the Star God.

For the current world of Terraria, it is an unbearable disaster.

The former has already turned into an indescribable monster due to desire and long imprisonment of tens of thousands of years. It feeds on the flesh, flesh and souls of the living and releases an endless desire for destruction.

The latter hates all living things and is a more terrifying enemy than demons and gods.

"You are right, but the world of Terraria is so big. Where can I find an evil god who deliberately hides himself?" Anikoon waved his hand and said helplessly.

If it were the golden age.

She can still manage to do this with the help of numerous satellites in orbit.

But now, control of the real world is no better than a blind eye.

"I have a solution."

A smile appeared on Adam's face, "When I expelled the Star God, I left some void spiritual energy on him as coordinates. Now I can share it with you."

…

Come to the central control room.

With the coordinates provided by Adam, things became much simpler.

In just ten minutes, Ainicorn's slender fingers tapped on the photon screen in a dizzying manner.

finally.

In the beeping of the oriole.

Anicorn pinpointed the location of the evil god.

However, after confirming the location, Ainicorn's face looked a little weird.

Adam folded his arms beside him and clearly saw the change of expression on the little machine girl's face. At this moment, he couldn't help but asked curiously, "What happened? Where is the location of the evil god?"

Anicorn said nothing.

He just raised his hand and pointed downward with his index finger.

"Under our battleship?" Adam was taken aback, but quickly realized that the direction Enikoen was pointing should be the physical universe.

"Storm Sea? That's really an unexpected coincidence."

Adam frowned and muttered.

That's what it says.

But thinking about a series of things that happened recently, the huge tentacles rising from the subspace, the evil god pulling him into his dream, and the messy special circumstances combined, can only show that the situation is getting worse.

In the Golden Age, the Storm Sea was the center of Terraria's seas, and the Santorinian Islands were home to rare treasures from all over the world.

After the war broke out, the ironmen who had lived here for generations combined the experience passed down by their ancestors to forge the first Athas monk, which is now Adam.

Let’s put it another way.

The Santorinian Islands are the birthplace of the Athasian monks, and they have different meanings to all the Athasian monks.

“Santorini Islands…”

Enicorn straightened his back slightly, with a serious face, and enlarged the light screen in front of him to carefully observe the patterns on it.

"At the end of the war, this island was destroyed by a swarm of insects. Unexpectedly, more than three hundred years have passed, and new 'guests' have arrived on the Santorinian Islands - a group of hateful greenskins. Orcs."

"Whether it's the orcs or the swarms of insects, they are all our enemies."

Adam stood up.

There was a strong sense of oppression emanating from him.

"Be sure not to be careless. The strength of these orcs who can drive away the swarm of insects is probably quite strong, not to mention the fact that such a long time has passed and the evil god is ambushing in the darkness."

Anicorn looked up at Adam, even though the Grand Leader had already broken through to the fourth life level.

But is it really possible to face such a terrifying enemy?

"Who said I had to go alone?"

Seemingly seeing through what Anicorn was thinking, Adam showed a smile on his face, "I told you before that we are not alone. When encountering this kind of situation, we naturally have to find a way to seek help."

The specific thing is to seek help from that template.

Adam already had the answer in his mind.