inspire-indiana Chapter 1576 Don't move, he's watching.
Chapter 1576 Don't move, he's watching.
Chapter 1576 Don't move, he's watching.
“I don’t know what triggered it, but I heard from Dodo that the main star keeps repeating: ‘The Void is finished, the Lord of the Void has returned,’” Modrics said.
"Lord of the Void? Who? An alien ghost? Or an ancient dragon of time and space?" Anthony and the others felt a chill and quickly asked.
Now it was Modric's turn to be puzzled: "Who are the Otherworldly Ghost and the Time-Space Dragon?"
“You haven’t heard of these two names?” Anthony asked.
Modrics shook his head.
"Will you send Starborn away from here to exchange information elsewhere?" Anthony asked.
Modric shook his head. After some questioning, he discovered that this place had very typical characteristics of a declining civilization. Because of the aging of the main star, it no longer managed its Starborn, nor did it send Starborn out to exchange information. It was all left to its own devices.
Without the help of the main star, the Star People cannot leave the range of the main star's light, so the Star People here are very isolated from information, living together with other life forms and ignoring the outside world.
On the contrary, human and other life forms are very pioneering, with many people flying airships to explore the outside world, but they almost always never return.
Even if some of them occasionally return, they can't find out any news because they are too far removed from the Star People and don't share a common social circle.
The otherworldly ghosts and the ancient dragons of time and space, which were known throughout the entire void, were completely unknown to them.
"You don't even know your home planet? That's impossible!" Anthony asked.
“How would I know if the main star knew? I can’t hear anything he’s saying. How would I know that the main star’s flashing usually carries information? I thought the sunspots on the god star had erupted. All of this was told to me by Duoduo,” Modrics said.
Within the soul network, people were exchanging opinions: "Diridis couldn't possibly not know that their divine planets communicate using divine light, so why are other divine planets hiding while he isn't? Isn't he afraid of the otherworldly ghosts?"
“Lomulor said earlier that all the divine stars incubating star souls in the void had gone into hiding, but it seems that they haven’t. At least Dilidis hasn’t gone into hiding.”
"Could it be that the aging star is beneath the notice of otherworldly ghosts and ancient dragons of time and space?" someone said.
Anthony said, "Probably not, aren't the fragments of the Otherworldly Ghosts here now?"
“The Otherworldly Ghost doesn’t need any more power, so whether the God Star is declining or not is irrelevant to him. As for the Ancient Dragon of Time and Space, it’s even less likely that it will let him go. So there must be another reason why he’s still alive,” Ursman said.
After a long discussion, Negris suddenly said, "Could it be that they're afraid of getting hurt? The main star of Lomulor can destroy the fragments of the alien ghosts, so when they encounter a god star that is both old and fierce, they would rather let it go than come and take the risk."
Anthony slapped his thigh: "That's possible. After all, if we leave him alone, he'd rather die than live. If anyone tries to take him down, he'll kill them both as soon as they get close. Even if they don't die, they'll be seriously injured. It's better to wait for him to die on his own and then come and collect his body."
This is the most reasonable explanation, since the otherworldly ghost only sent a ghost fragment, and the real ghost did not come in person.
Having found a reasonable explanation, Anthony stopped dwelling on these questions and instead asked Modric, "Who are these people in these carriages to you? Approximately how many are there? What are you planning to do with them?"
Speaking of this, Modric's face fell: "They are all my family and my followers and their families. I don't know what to do. Dodo is dead, and I don't have the ability to move them."
Anthony asked, "Even if you can transport them, where do you plan to send them?"
Modric pointed to the direction they had been heading and said, "There's a broken plane zone in this direction, with some large broken planes that can accommodate all of us. If we can get there, everyone should be safe."
Anthony exclaimed in surprise, "This direction? Are you sure it's this direction?"
Modrics nodded, then asked, puzzled, "Is there a problem?"
Anthony smiled wryly and said, "There's a big problem. The information storm on your home planet is going to erupt in this direction. No soul or consciousness will be able to survive the information storm."
Modric looked blank, clearly unaware of what an information storm was.
Anthony explained, but he still looked skeptical.
If you talk about information storms with someone who isn't at your level, of course they won't believe you. It's like telling someone who's never seen an insect in winter what solid water is; they're bound to be skeptical.
Anthony didn't care whether he believed it or not, and asked Ang to infuse Modric's white crystal with a new consciousness.
Anthony guided his consciousness to materialize into a serpentine star-born being, and then let it attach all the carriages to itself before saying, "Don't go this way. You can go left, right, up, or down, but not this way."
Modrics said with difficulty, "But this is the only direction with a broken plane."
Anthony said, "Then you should hide first, hide in these directions, don't block this place. In a dozen hours, you will have a lot of broken planes to choose from, if you are still alive."
"You mean, the main star will explode in a dozen or so hours?" Modrics asked.
Anthony nodded: "That's what he said."
Modrics looked Anthony up and down suspiciously and said, "Even Duoduo has never heard the main star say this. Where did you hear the main star say this?"
It's no wonder Modric was suspicious. The Starborn, who were right next door, hadn't heard what the main planet had said, yet Anthony and these outsiders had. Who were they trying to fool?
Anthony shrugged. Believe it or not, these people won't live much longer anyway. At this distance, even if they aren't directly hit by the information storm, they won't be able to withstand the impact of the planet's explosion.
Whether it's these people or others who have already gone far away, they will all be annihilated by the shockwave of the planet in a dozen hours. No matter how desperately they try to escape, it will be useless.
Unless those aliens abandon all their carriages, avoid the direction of the information storm, and use Starshift to escape, they will also be affected. However, since their home planet has exploded, all the aliens are practically dead, so there's no point in escaping.
Anthony couldn't save them; he was just transported here in a superposition state, and he didn't want to. The people in these carriages were all wealthy and powerful, used to living a life of luxury, but when danger struck, they ran away on their own, leaving many more lives to die.
Since it's their home planet that wants to die, then let them all die together.
Without saying anything more, Modric waved his hand and led his men away.
Just then, a massive beam of light shot out from the dark abyss, chasing something at extremely high speed, weaving left and right in the void, relentlessly pursuing it, leaving a long trail, and finally striking its target millions of kilometers away from Anthony.
The instant it struck the target, there was no explosion, no shockwave, no flash of light; instead, the long trail vanished instantly, and the void returned to silence.
"Could it be that we hit that ghostly stack?" Negris asked in a low voice.
“Possibly. What kind of beam was that? It could even hit the Ghost Disc,” Anthony whispered.
“Let’s go, let’s go take a look and see if there are any Ghost Fragments,” Negris said.
Anthony nodded and was about to fly towards that location when Ang, who hadn't spoken until now, stopped him: "Don't move, he's watching."