boyutpedia Chapter 486 The Island (Page 12)
Chapter 486 The Island (Page 12)
Several heavy, muffled thuds!
These were once high above, worshipped by mortals,
Surprisingly... without any hesitation, they all knelt down on one knee in unison before Si Xiaonan!
He lowered his head deeply, his posture so humble that he was practically in the dust!
The leading giant with the broken horn, in a hoarse, broken voice, filled with violent gasps and pain, shouted with all his might:
"God of Deception! Your Majesty, the Supreme Lord Si Xiaonan!! Please...please have mercy on us!!!"
Si Xiaonan's brows furrowed instantly, she stopped in her tracks, and her icy gaze swept over the group of disheveled uninvited guests. Her voice was completely flat: "What... do you mean?"
The giant with the broken horn suddenly raised his head, his face filled with grief, anger, and despair.
The voice trembled with sobs: "Your Majesty! We...we are all wandering gods, our divine kingdoms destroyed, our faith shattered, and mercilessly abandoned by our former masters!!!"
He pointed to the hole in his chest: "I am Granni, the god of mountains and forging... My divine kingdom, the 'Iron Mountains,' has been swallowed by the abyssal tide... Odin, the king of gods... he stood by and watched me die!"
It even took away my last believer and the source of my faith!
The voice of the nature god beside them was like the wind blowing through withered leaves.
Filled with resentment: "I am Eloi, the god of forests and hunting... My home, Eversong Forest, has been turned into a wasteland by the Scourge... Olympus... They see us as a burden and drive us from their sanctuary!"
The Storm Spirit, surrounded by chaotic lightning, shrieked, "I am Vaal, the Messenger of the Sky and Spirit of Lightning... Asgard has crumbled... Tyr has fallen... We, the lesser gods... are like stray dogs! We have nowhere to go!"
They rushed to recount their tragic experiences, their voices filled with resentment towards their former masters and immense fear of the future.
"Within the mist... danger lurks everywhere... the minions of the Old Ones are hunting us... the remnants of other pantheons are also fighting and plundering each other... we... we really have nowhere to go!"
Granny's massive body trembled with a mixture of excitement and weakness. He slammed his forehead heavily against the cold ground with a dull thud, and pleaded in a hoarse voice:
"Your Majesty! You are the newborn supreme god! You slew Loki and defied Odin! You possess unparalleled power and wisdom!"
We...we are willing to serve you as our Lord!
We offer everything we have left! We only beg...we only beg you to give us a place to stay! Give us...a way to survive!!!
"Please, Your Majesty, take us in!!!" The other wandering gods also bowed their heads deeply, their voices filled with the last desperate plea.
Leng Xuan stood beside Si Xiaonan.
His cold gaze swept over the group of gods who had suddenly appeared, his right hand hanging silently at his sides, a faint glint of light emanating from his fingertips, maintaining the highest level of vigilance.
He would never easily trust anyone who approached him unintentionally, especially in this chaotic fog.
Si Xiaonan silently looked at the group of humble, begging gods at her feet.
His gaze slowly swept over their broken divine bodies, their desperate eyes, and the chaotic yet still formidable fluctuations of divine power.
She did not answer immediately.
The mist swirled silently around them, as if countless eyes were secretly watching this scene.
As time passed, the kneeling gods grew increasingly uneasy, fear almost threatening to consume them.
Finally, Si Xiaonan spoke slowly, her voice still calm, yet carrying a chilling coldness that seemed to pierce the soul, and... a hint of chilling ambition:
"You...are homeless?"
The gods looked up abruptly, a faint flame of hope rekindling in their eyes, and nodded frantically.
Si Xiaonan's lips slowly curved into an extremely subtle, yet chillingly eerie, arc.
Her gaze seemed to pierce through layers of mist, looking into the depths of chaos and nothingness, her voice like a final judgment and pronouncement:
"can."
These two simple words brought all the wandering gods to their utter joy, almost making them cry with excitement!
But Si Xiaonan's next words stunned them instantly, and then... their eyes blazed with an even more fervent, even slightly crazed, light!
"Since the old world can no longer accommodate you..."
"Since your divine kingdom has already collapsed..."
Si Xiaonan slowly raised her hand, and at her fingertips, a wisp of dark green, twisting "deceitful" divine power quietly flowed, emanating an unsettlingly powerful aura.
Her voice suddenly rose in pitch, reaching the ears of every deity with crystal clarity, like a vow imbued with magical power:
"So……"
"We'll just do it ourselves..."
"personally……"
"Let's rebuild...our divine kingdom!!!"
boom--! ! !
These words, like a thunderclap, struck the hearts of all the wandering gods! They instantly ignited, detonated, and sublimated the humble hope in their hearts, the hope that was merely to survive, into a near-mad ambition, capable of overturning everything...
To...recreate a divine kingdom myself?!
Deep within this forgotten, chaotic, and desperate fog?!
Built on cunning and lies, and constructed from these abandoned, broken gods?!
What arrogance! What...exhilarating!
"I am willing to follow Your Majesty!!!" Granny was the first to let out a deafening roar, and a mad flame burned in his huge single eye!
"Recreate the divine kingdom!!!" A ferocious and excited smile appeared on Eloi's rotting face.
"I swear my allegiance to the death!!!" The lightning around Val became even more violent!
All the wandering gods were as if they had been injected with chicken blood, trembling with excitement. There was no longer any despair in their eyes, only a morbid fanaticism and absolute submission!
Leng Xuan looked at Si Xiaonan beside him, at the cold yet resolute light in her eyes, and remained silent for a moment before finally slowly withdrawing the dark glint from his fingertips. He chose... to believe her.
As Si Xiaonan felt the group of remnant gods beneath her feet, whose "value" and "hope" had been rekindled, the eerie smile on her lips became even more pronounced.
She reached out and pointed to the darkest, most chaotic, and least noticed area deep within the mist.
"Let's go."
"Go there..."
"To lay the first cornerstone for our new world."
She took the first step, heading towards that endless chaos and unknown. Behind her, the wandering gods, led by Grani, followed closely like the most loyal fanatics.
Leng Xuan walked silently beside her, like the most silent shadow guard.
A group of fallen angels,
Composed of broken gods and mortals,
The bizarre team, intending to seize power amidst ruins and chaos and weave a kingdom of lies, simply vanished into the depths of the thick fog.
...
In the southeastern sea area of the Great Xia Dynasty, there is an unknown sea area that is doubly shrouded by a special energy field and spatial folds.
A black high-speed transport boat without any markings.
Like a ghost, it silently broke through the thick fog and landed on the edge of a huge, desolate island suspended between the sea and the sky.
The island's size far exceeds expectations; it's more like an island than a...
It's more like a forgotten miniature continent.
The jagged black reefs interlock to form a precipitous coastline.
Looking inside, one sees a dense, untouched primeval jungle, with towering ancient trees and gnarled roots, their thick vines coiling and hanging down like pythons.
The air was thick with a primal scent, a mixture of decaying leaves, the smell of the sea, and some strange minerals.
There were no traces of human activity, no roads, only strange plants and insects, colorful yet exuding an aura of danger, unlike anything ever seen before.
And in the distance, the low roar of an unknown beast could be faintly heard.
This is the final destination indicated by the map.
The Nightfall Squad (Lin Qiye, Cao Yuan, Baili Pangpang, An Qingyu, Jialan, Zhang Yun) and their unofficial advisor Sun Wukong,
They stepped onto the soft, muddy beach one by one.
The salty sea breeze swept over me, carrying a wild and oppressive feeling.
"Wow! This place... the spiritual energy is frighteningly abundant, but the smell... it's pungent!" Sun Wukong sniffed, his fiery eyes curiously surveying his surroundings. "It's much wilder than my Flower Fruit Mountain!"
Baili Pangpang trudged through the mud, flicking the mud off his shoes with disgust: "Commander Ye is too stingy! If it's a training camp, at least find a place with a five-star hotel! This is the middle of nowhere, there's not even a place to rest!"
An Qingyu adjusted her glasses, and the detector on the robotic arm emitted a faint buzzing: "Energy readings are abnormally active, spatial structure is unstable, and a large number of unknown biological signals are present... Hazard assessment in progress..."
Lin Qiye activated his Eternal Night Domain, his senses spreading like a tide into the depths of the island. He frowned slightly: "Stay close to me, don't get separated. This island... is strange."
With their minds focused, the group, led by Lin Qiye, cut through the dense primeval jungle like sharp blades. Cao Yuan used his black sword to clear the way, cutting through the thorns and vines that blocked their path;
Zhang Yun silently roamed the flanks, the aura of the Candle Dragon True Flame keeping some lurking poisonous insects and ferocious beasts away; Jialan emanated a soft, healing glow, dispelling the miasma in the forest.
Anqingyu continuously recorded and analyzed environmental data;
Baili Pangpang muttered to himself as he slapped several "insect-repelling and evil-avoiding" and "wind-like" talismans on his body.
The team moved deeper and deeper into the island's interior in silence and with vigilance.
The deeper you go, the taller and more eerie the surrounding vegetation becomes.
The light grew dimmer, and the strange energy fluctuations in the air grew stronger, even beginning to subtly interfere with everyone's mental perception.
After traveling for an unknown amount of time, Cao Yuan suddenly stopped, raising his black sword horizontally.
"What's wrong?" Lin Qiye stepped forward.
Cao Yuan didn't speak, but simply pointed ahead with the tip of his sword.
As they parted the last curtain of leaves from the enormous fern, the view suddenly opened up before them—
A vast, barren, circular open area.
It appeared abruptly deep in the jungle. In the center of the open space, instead of the expected ancient ruins or training facilities, stood a... enormous, astonishingly rusted... steel gate!
The door stood there all alone, as if it had been forcibly removed from some abandoned giant factory or ship and then carelessly abandoned here for countless years.
The gate is over ten meters high and wide enough for several tanks to drive side by side.
The heavy metal door was covered with dark red rust and dark green moss, and the edges were even twisted and deformed, as if it had been hit by some huge force.
A cold, deathly metallic aura, utterly out of place with the vibrant life around them, permeated the air.
"What...what is this thing?" Baili Pangpang's eyes widened. "Who left this huge iron gate belonging to the government on this deserted island? What a waste!"
An Qingyu's robotic arm quickly scanned: "The material is a high-strength alloy, but it's severely corroded. The structure is intact, and it connects to an unknown space at the rear... The source of the energy fluctuations... is right behind the door!"
Lin Qiye and Cao Yuan exchanged a glance, then stepped forward, placing their hands on the cold, rough door panel and exerting force simultaneously!