Chapter 585: Containment-C-2001

The ritual strikes of the Fifth Church suddenly became dense just as the convoy was about to drive into the depths of the ruins—and the power also increased sharply.

A shrill sound of breaking through the air came from the sky, and a green beam pierced the inner wall of the mountain cave, and stones eroded by time for a long time fell one after another.

"Fuck!"

The commander's gaze condensed instantly, and the time around him seemed to slow down. He felt his thinking reach a certain mysterious realm at this moment, and he could even clearly see the trajectory of those falling stones.

In the next second, at the critical moment, he stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel violently, letting the armored vehicle block in front of the falling boulders, and incidentally blocked the transport vehicle that didn't have time to react.

With a loud bang, the sluggish transport vehicle hit it head-on.

The commander only felt a dizzying spin, as if he had been thrown into a washing machine for an hour, and then grabbed by the head and feet and twisted hard.

He kicked open the deformed door, stepped out of the vehicle, staggered two steps, and while enduring the tinnitus in his brain that sounded like ten thousand cicadas, he observed the terrain, trying to identify the location of the destination.

But fortunately, the "Fictional Amplifier" was not lost.

The mission could continue, and the end of the world had not yet arrived.

There was absolutely no time to count the losses; at this moment, even if one person could install and start the "Fictional Amplifier," that would be victory.

The surviving humans and the surviving civilizations would all be the best endorsement for the sacrifices.

"Leave vehicles for the wounded, and let them be ready to evacuate at any time."

"The rest of you, follow me deeper."

"Yes!"

The commander sat in another vehicle, listening to the engine roar that was much less than before, and the joy of being about to win dimmed a lot.

Jarilo-VI, deep in the ruins.

"Looks like we're here."

In front of the commander was a high tower with considerable age, standing at the lowest point of the entire ancient ruins, carved with difficult-to-interpret characters.

An elderly engineer rubbed the surface of the high tower.

He used his left eye, which had been modified by machinery, to observe carefully this highest achievement that condensed the technical crystallization and blood and tears of five civilizations.

"That's right, five successful pioneers, one failed pioneer, and the Foundation is the sixth dimension that shatters the 'Five'."

"Let's start."

The old man muttered while directing the young people to transport the "Fictional Amplifier" out of the carriage and install it in the corresponding area of the high tower.

Accompanied by the humming sound of operation, the engineers began to operate this exquisite machine with ease.

After connecting the energy pipelines and executing the necessary procedures, the commander heard the unique vibration sound of large machinery running.

Immediately after, he heard a synthetic voice from the machine:

"Program self-check complete... charging started..."

"Charging complete... launch tower started."

"Startup successful."

It seemed like a spring breeze blowing on his face.

At the moment the launch tower started, the commander felt an invisible fluctuation, penetrating his body and soul, and spreading further away.

But the dust in the air was still shaking at will, with no sign of being interfered with at all.

But soon.

The commander heard a subtle and crisp sound, and he felt the ground under his feet vibrating slightly, as if a subway was passing by.

Immediately after, he heard the exclamation of the agents, and the increasingly dense "click" sound.

He looked into the distance, his vision suddenly frozen.

The walls of the ruins were cracking inch by inch.

Behind those cracks, strands of dark blue light that did not belong to this world were constantly squeezing out.

"Get back in the vehicles!"

They couldn't leave yet.

Before the Fifth Church was completely wiped out, and before "Containment-C-2001" was invalidated, they had to stay here. ===== CHAPTER 587 =====