Chapter 818: Questioning the Ultimate Number, Exhaustive Observation of History

"Matrix of Exhaustive Observation," center of the array.

Fu Xuan's figure stood upright before the great array, eyes closed in contemplation. A moment later, she opened her eyes and looked to her side.

As Bai Xuan and the others stopped, they heard the Master Diviner speak:

"You have done well. I have sensed that the talismans of the 'Matrix of Exhaustive Observation' have been relit."

"Next, I will interrogate Kafka. Those located at the center of the array may feel some... impact."

"Are you prepared?"

That the Astral Express crew could observe the Divination Commission's interrogation of Kafka was a condition set long ago, finalized by the "General of the Divine Strategy" Jing Yuan, and could not be changed.

As the head of the Express crew, Welt Yang nodded slightly and said:

"Yes, we can begin at any time."

Seeing that everything was ready, save for the arrival of the suspect, Fu Xuan ordered Kafka to be brought to the center of the "Matrix of Exhaustive Observation."

As the order was given, a clanging, distant sound of horns echoed from deep within the Divination Commission, piercing the quiet sky.

Attracted by this unexpected development, March 7th, Stelle, and Qingque—who was a member of the Divination Commission—all stood on tiptoe to gaze into the distance, toward the direction of the horn blasts.

"They're here, they're here!"

March 7th instantly raised her camera, hurriedly striking a pose, and then began adjusting the focus. Fu Xuan merely glanced at her and said nothing.

Footsteps sounded from afar—footsteps that were full of momentum but not perfectly uniform, accompanied by the chanting of marching slogans.

Immediately following, accompanied by these sounds, the Cloud Knights appeared.

As if marching to the battlefield, row after row of Cloud Knights emerged from behind a building, moving in formation, their figures upright, the atmosphere solemn.

They were not a ceremonial guard; their steps did not need to be unified, but the long blades gripped tightly in their hands and the armor covering their entire bodies, revealing only their eyes, all flashed with cold light.

They walked from outside the great array toward its center—the bridges connecting the various zones did not disrupt the rhythm of their march.

The entire escort formation shifted smoothly without a single flaw or any disorder; only elite troops could achieve this.

Qingque, who served at the Divination Commission, was also slightly shocked by this scene and subconsciously let out a "Wow."

Stelle watched the team, which was divided into five parts, and silently labeled them the vanguard, center, rearguard, and the left and right wings.

And Kafka was right in the center of the entire formation, surrounded front, back, left, and right by elite Cloud Knights holding blades in one hand and shields in the other.

This display was quite grand; even when Blade was captured and sent to the Shackling Prison, there had not been such scale or such strictness.

Watching the forest of blades swaying and listening to the heavy footsteps that sounded like rain,

Qingque instantly realized what Fu Xuan had meant when she said they were short-handed.

As a member of the Stellaron Hunters, Kafka was already notorious, with countless major crimes on her record.

She herself was a powerhouse recognized as having the strength to destroy a planet alone.

When dealing with such a dangerous person, the Divination Commission could not be too cautious.

Beside Bai Xuan, March 7th held the same thought, even feeling that the Xianzhou was not cautious enough.

"Little Bai, can the Cloud Knights really keep an eye on Kafka..."

In her view, if one were to face a powerhouse like Kafka, who could exert influence on the mind and even completely twist one's sanity,

it was best to crush them with overwhelming force.

Or kill them in one blow.

One must never give the opponent room to maneuver or create opportunities.

Otherwise, Kafka would constantly use her incredibly bizarre psychological suggestions to control soldiers, turning them into pawns in her hands, step by step dissolving their numerical advantage.

"Don't worry," Bai Xuan said.

He looked at the uneasy girl beside him, raised his hand, placed it on her head, and rubbed it gently.

After this period of either active or passive strengthening, the strength of March 7th and Stelle had achieved a leap.

Although they were not yet at the level of an Aeon, there was certainly no problem with them going back and forth with Herta before she received her own enhancements.

In short, an Emanator-level powerhouse is truly terrifying.

However, there hadn't been any decent enemies lately, so while they knew they had become much stronger, they lacked a direct comparison.

They only knew that their energy seemed inexhaustible, and their stamina felt infinite.

"With me here, Kafka won't be able to stir up any trouble. Besides..."

"Kafka has no hostility."

"Huh?" Hearing this, March 7th looked up, somewhat surprised.

But this doubt flashed and vanished, and she immediately accepted Bai Xuan's statement—what Little Bai said must be right.

Then, she began to ponder:

"It seems that way..."

"From the moment Kafka appeared, she has been doing things by the clock, as if she were performing a script."

But if there really was no hostility, why not just speak plainly?

Was it because the relationship between the Astral Express and the Stellaron Hunters was already terrible?

Did that make them certain that rather than debating whether what she said was true or false, it was better to just bring their group over directly?

"A script..." Stelle also leaned in, grabbed Bai Xuan's hand and placed it on her own head, enjoying the head-patting service while looking at Kafka in the formation.

After being imprisoned, Kafka's eyeshadow had been washed off, her lipstick wiped away, her colored contacts removed, and her coat had been torn at the seams.

Compared to the previous version of her that was enchanting, charming, and mature, the current Kafka actually looked a bit more pure and simple.

When the military formation arrived at the Matrix of Exhaustive Observation, the Cloud Knights changed formation once again.

Not only did they surround the Matrix of Exhaustive Observation layer by layer, but even the roads leading here were blocked by a human wall of Cloud Knights, making it impenetrable.

All the Cloud Knights assumed a combat posture, filled with killing intent, waiting for a new enemy to appear, waiting for Kafka to attempt an escape.

With such a display, even Kafka, who was being escorted, couldn't help but tease Fu Xuan:

"Is such a grand display necessary? I said I would cooperate with you."

Fu Xuan: "You are a wanted criminal skilled at using 'Spirit Whispers' to disturb hearts. I have no interest in your words."

The "Luo Fu" Xianzhou was not peaceful at this moment.

Just on the surface, there was the "Stellaron," the suddenly soaring rate of Mara-struck, and the notorious "Stellaron Hunters."

What lay in the shadows was even harder to say.

As a high-ranking official of the Xianzhou, Fu Xuan could feel the undercurrents surging within the Xianzhou, someone stirring the winds and clouds, attempting to achieve something.

The Xianzhou was protected by "The Hunt" and had close ties to factions under "Nous" and "Qlipoth," making it a top-tier power in the galaxy itself.

But this did not mean the Xianzhou was invincible in the galaxy.

On the contrary, the Xianzhou was a mortal enemy to many Abundance-worshippers in the galaxy, and in the several great wars that erupted with them, the Xianzhou had once faced the danger of collapse.

Moreover, the various forces within the Xianzhou were complex and intertwined; while the official stance forbade the worship of "Abundance," the legacy of the "Disciples of Sanctus Medicus" had never been severed.

Within the Vidyadhara, there were also many factions, and many High Elders held grievances against the Xianzhou high command, attempting to change the status quo.

With the Xianzhou currently in turmoil, the stage set, and various parties making their moves, but with no mastermind in sight, it was hard to say who was an enemy, who was a friend, who was a passerby, or what their goals were.

The only clear point:

The "Stellaron Hunters" coming to the "Luo Fu" Xianzhou was certainly not for tourism.

First Blade, then Kafka...

This organization, which had destroyed numerous worlds, collected "Stellarons," snatched "Stellarons," and followed Elio, the "Slave of Destiny," had always acted unpredictably.

But whenever the places they stepped foot in hit the news, the best case was a severe blow to their vitality, and the worst case was the destruction of a nation or planet.

As such, one had to be extremely cautious, lest the Xianzhou also become trash drifting through the stars.

Fu Xuan looked at Kafka and shook her head, saying:

"You can say whatever you want, but I will only believe the divination of the 'Matrix of Exhaustive Observation'."

"The Divination Commission has its own ways of digging the truth out of you, far more than what words can tell."

Kafka had no reaction, a faint, ambiguous smile always hanging on the corners of her mouth, and she didn't forget to blink.

"Then please, Master Diviner, witness my destiny."

Having said that, she took the initiative to walk to the center of the Matrix of Exhaustive Observation, looking at Fu Xuan calmly, without struggling or resisting.

This made Fu Xuan frown slightly.

Not normal! ===== CHAPTER 820 =====