Chapter 578

Just when people thought he was too arrogant, he raised his neck high, opened his mouth, and chanted like a poet:

"It is the things we have yet to understand, the uncertain perceptions."

"It originates from every dark and deep corner, it is the collection of all things unknowable or never known—"

"It is the blind person's perception of the colors of all things in the world;"

"It is the conjectures in the history of mathematics;"

"It is the ghost particles shuttling in the collider;"

"It is the ancient rainforests rarely visited by humans on this planet under our feet, the unreachable depths of the ocean floor;"

"It is the seed planted in the heart since our ancestors looked up at the starry sky, a riddle spanning ten thousand years."

"A stone without life does not know what is unknown; the Lord bestowed intelligence upon us, forcing us to look toward the unknown to maintain its existence and power."

"But life cannot be bound by cages; civilization is always naive and curious. They will eventually break free from the cages they are in, embark on the journey of exploring the 'Unknown,' and walk onto the stage of freedom. And this will affect the foundation of the Lord's existence."

"We are so eager to know everything before our eyes, yet we fear the uncertain reality. The zone between these is an bottomless abyss, harvesting and devouring all civilizations, turning them into an unperceived void."

"The thick fog is an oracle before the harvest arrives, announcing the inevitable demise of civilization."

"'The Lord grants you bone and blood, as well as intelligence. That which is granted, the Lord has the right to take back'."

Bronya only felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, feeling despair for the future of Jarilo-VI.

She seemed to see a great existence high above, indifferently, ruthlessly, and coldly looking down at her, looking down at Jarilo-VI.

Penetrating its unknowable great power through the barrier between the universe and reality, bit by bit, wrapping the entire planet within it, preparing to complete another harvest.

If what the man in the image said was true, the world she was in was already on the verge of destruction.

In less than a few hours, the thick fog had already wrapped more than half of the planet.

The destruction bestowed by this "Cosmic Starfish" was far more rapid and irresistible than the doomsday brought by the "Stellaron."

Evacuation... is there still time?

Bronya did not know.

But just as she was considering this, an urgent message came from outside the door.

——The thick fog was spreading toward Belobog.

The entire room was silent for a moment, and the O5 Councilors began to discuss in low voices.

Knock, knock, knock!

A series of sounds of a cane tapping on the floor tiles rang out, and the old man from before asked after the room became quiet:

"But the ruins once left behind by the civilizations harvested by your Lord have 'reappeared' in the human world within the fog."

"Does this mean that this kind of harvest is not annihilation in the physical sense?"

The man was stunned for a moment and repeated a word, "'Reappeared'?"

He narrowed his eyes, nodded with a large amplitude, and praised:

"You are very sharp. Those harvested by the Lord are not completely annihilated; they still exist in the world, but under the Lord's power, the two have been completely stripped apart and are mutually imperceptible."

"Before every harvest arrives, the Lord's power will undergo unpredictable fluctuations. The reappearance of ruins represents a weakening of control, but it is only temporary."

"In other words, at this very moment, is it the best time for us to counter the 'Lord' you speak of?"

Another O5 Councilor spoke up.

There was undisguised joy in his voice; he was just short of directly announcing that the Foundation had won the battle against the "Fifth Starfish."

"Perhaps we should thank you. Based on the intelligence you provided, we will attempt to create corresponding weapons to make your Lord fall."

Sure enough.

After developing for hundreds of thousands of years, the Foundation had the ability to wrestle with a supreme divinity.

The audience breathed a sigh of relief one after another.

"Sigh, previously it could only be said that the Foundation hadn't found the right target or the right method, which allowed the 'Fifth Starfish' to take advantage of the situation, and it almost brought about the end of the world."

"It's stable, it's stable. Just wait for the Foundation to manufacture the weapons and give the 'Fifth Starfish' a good thrashing... even if it doesn't make it fall this time, it can make it afraid to covet other civilizations."

"Damn it, thick fog has started here too. It scared the hell out of me just now, and I was ready to buy a ticket and run."

"Relax, not all fog is related to the 'Fifth Starfish'; maybe it's just an ordinary foggy day."

However, the universe should be safe.

The core member did not respond immediately, but instead turned his head and looked deeply at the previous speaker:

"You are not the only ones who have thought so."

He laughed happily, as if mocking fools who thought they knew everything.

"The Lord is fragile, but also powerful. The Lord is everywhere; its voice permeates the entire universe."

"Besides, you cannot build weapons against it without knowing its essence."

"Absolutely impossible!" he roared.

Immediately, the two agents behind him raised their guns in unison, one aimed at the back of his head, the other at his heart.

Ready to shoot him at any moment.

At this time, the old man's voice sounded:

"No need."

The two agents looked at each other, put away their pistols, and returned to a state like statues.

The man in the chair did not turn his head back, but continued to stare into the pure darkness, his voice slightly hoarse:

"Haven't you realized it yet?!"

"We are living in such an 'Unknown' universe. The 'Unknown' will not perish; how are you going to kill the parts that constitute 'Reality'?"

"Could it be that even the Fifth Church can no longer control this thick fog?" O5-10 asked.

"No, I bet that the development of the situation now is far beyond the control of the Fifth Church."

The screen was silent for a moment, and no one spoke again.

This was undoubtedly a very bad situation.

No one could provide a safety net for this disaster, and the situation itself even exceeded the limits of the perpetrator's capabilities.

... Unless, one requested a supreme divinity friendly to the Foundation to take action, or requested the Administrator to fight the "Fifth Starfish."

But the O5 Council was not qualified to do so.

Once a struggle between supreme divinities begins, it is difficult to end and difficult to predict the outcome.

Their struggles transcend dimensions such as time, space, and even causality.

Perhaps, by the time they unfold a world-shaking battle in the void outside the universe, this universe will have long since fallen silent.

However, there is still good news.

——The "Fifth Starfish" has not truly descended yet; the fog is a precursor.

If the fog can be dispersed and all the cultists constructing the ritual can be killed before it descends, perhaps a glimmer of hope can be secured.

While the O5 Councilors were lost in thought and silent.

The core member nodded imperceptibly, leaning back in his chair while closing his eyes, and slowly spoke:

"The fog originally had no meaning; this ritual was just to show divine miracles and convince the skeptics in the church, but for some reason, this ritual has clearly gone out of control."

"Regardless of success or failure, I will bless you all; may the world you protect be able to survive."

"Although this is absolutely impossible." ===== CHAPTER 580 =====