thefictionvixens Chapter 278 Forgotten Invasion
Chapter 278 Forgotten Invasion
Chapter 278 Forgotten Invasion
Seeing Mordy stand up, Skran stepped forward and asked, "Did you see that?"
“Of course,” Modi said with a strange expression, uncertainly, “He didn’t notice me spying on him, but I did see some interesting things.”
The Forgotten Realm Seal—this was what he saw in the image. More importantly, the Forgotten Monarch represented by that seal was no nobody.
If Modi remembers correctly, that should be the seal of the Death Curse Monarch. He should be considered the strongest Forgotten Monarch below the Seven Immortals in the Forgotten Realm.
Behind it, perhaps, stand some of the seven immortals.
"The Forgotten Realm... Frank is likely trying to summon a Forgotten Lord through a rune and some kind of ritual. By the way, you know about the Forgotten Realm, right?"
Skran recalled the events and retrieved a series of intelligence reports from his mental palace, all provided by the Candlelight Society.
"I know a bit about it. It's said to be a vast world cluster with extremely strong aggressive tendencies."
With a furrowed brow, Skran looked puzzled.
"Why would he summon the Forgotten Monarch for no reason? Does he intend to become a collaborator and invite the Forgotten Legion's invasion?"
"It's unclear. Perhaps the Forgotten Realm cooperated with him, or perhaps he was simply bewitched by the Forgotten Realm and became a traitor."
There are many traitors in the world who will lead the way. Some sorcerers who crave power and life often sign agreements with alien entities, thus triggering alien invasions.
However, such people either end up being deceived by alien entities or being blasted to smithereens; they rarely have a good ending.
Thinking of this, Modi recalled Frank's information and was startled.
"This person seems to have experience summoning extraterrestrial entities multiple times, and is said to have even signed contracts with several extraterrestrial evil gods..."
How has he managed to survive until now?
"Uh, I've heard that Frank is extremely good at deception and has swindled money from many extraterrestrial evil gods and dimensional lords, and he always managed to escape unscathed."
Recalling Frank's legendary experiences, Skran couldn't help but feel ashamed. Even he didn't know how many alien entities had a grudge against Frank.
"Could it be that the beings who signed the contract with him fought each other over his soul, thus giving him a chance to escape?" Modi's eyelids twitched.
As long as I pledge my soul to multiple creditors at the same time, no one can take my soul away.
This plan sounds feasible, but it is also extremely dangerous. If one is not careful, one's soul could be torn apart.
"The intelligence has been compiled. Now all we need to do is send it to Pandora. Hopefully, she and Frank will fight each other fiercely, the more intense the better."
Modi's lips curled into a sinister smile, and Skran, seeing this, also joined in with a few strange laughs.
"Hehehe."
Mo Di's smile froze, his expression hardening. He cleared his throat. "I didn't realize you had such potential as a villain. You must have done plenty of villainous work before, right?"
"Ahem, you... you're quite good at judging people." Skran choked on his words, his mind flashing back to the things he had done in the past, and he hesitated, "Our Lost Council doesn't seem to have been a proper organization that maintains order to begin with, and it's not like we've just started going against the officials of different worlds."
So I've really become an accomplice of evil forces?
Modi scratched his cheek and then handed the compiled intelligence to Pandora.
This intelligence report concealed some information, such as the source of the intelligence and what the Forgotten Realm is, only focusing on Frank's abilities and intentions.
When sending the message, Mordy did not remain anonymous, since only the two of them knew Frank, and Pandora would definitely be able to guess their identities.
Even if she had guessed it, she wouldn't have refused.
Protecting and serving humanity is her guiding principle, and Frank's actions undoubtedly touched a raw nerve.
A moment later, Pandora thanked them and said she would take action as soon as possible.
"The intelligence has been sent out, and it'll probably cause Frank some trouble. So what do we do next?" Skran asked.
"We..." Mordy answered instinctively, then realized something was wrong. "You're not my subordinate, so why are you asking me everything?"
Speaker Darklight, where is your initiative?
Upon hearing this, Skran chuckled awkwardly. He had only been in the instance for a few days, but he had already gotten used to ranking himself below Mordi.
This nominal collaborator was simply too powerful, causing him to subconsciously adopt a humbler stance in his approach.
"We have a cooperative relationship, so isn't it normal for me to ask for your opinion?"
"It's not that it's impossible, right now we... do nothing."
Modi waved his hand.
"Frank's affairs are Pandora's business. Now, I'm going to check out Paradise's database and extract all the technology from it."
The Paradise Database is the most precious thing besides the Cairo network terminal and Pandora.
It contains the knowledge of a world, including the various technologies needed to build landships, as well as the intelligent microparticle technology that Mordy values most.
Pandora made the database public for all citizens of Paradise to view, but few were willing to learn this knowledge; most were indulging in pleasure.
"From the macro to the micro level, the technological development of this world is abnormal. If Pandora hadn't only wanted to preserve the existing humans and hadn't lacked the desire to explore and the idea of progress, she probably would have gone to heaven long ago and turned Paradise into an orbital Paradise."
Modi felt a deep sense of regret, as colonization within the planetary system was not impossible given the technological level of Paradise.
But Pandora did not become an out-of-control servant. Her duty kept her confined to the planet, where she guarded the humans of Paradise for decades.
Perhaps, when these immortal beings become bored with everything and turn their attention back to exploration and development, she will follow the trend of thought and look towards the heavens.
The premise is that they can hold out until then. Modi has not forgotten that this is a dying world. Although there are no signs of dying, that's how the dungeon information is described.
There must be some unknown, deeper reasons behind this.
Therefore, while browsing technical materials, Modi also paid attention to historical materials about the world.
Fortunately, there is no historical gap here, unlike One Piece which gives him a blank century. In this respect, Pandora's record is quite reliable.
"The first stranding incident..."
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Modi noticed this specially marked historical event, and on a whim, the relevant information was retrieved.
The first stranding event, also known as the beginning of annihilation, occurred before the Beach was cut off, but death had already gone far away.
Countless dead cannot reach true death, becoming stranded on the beach of the dead.
As the rain of time falls, the Beach appears as the concentration of chiral matter rises, and these stranded individuals return to the world of the living.
Instinct drives them to seek out the living, then devour them, resulting in the annihilation of several large cities, leaving only large craters.
"So this is what they call annihilation. Stranded beings must not come into contact with living people, otherwise they will create Patrick Star-like art."
Mordy continued his research, searching for related events.
Following the first stranding incident, the Beach was accompanied by the Timefall, and at the same time, human governments began preparing for their escape routes, with Pandora and Paradise being among them.
During this period, a series of annihilation events occurred, causing enormous damage to human society.
According to the intelligence Pandora compiled, there may be outsiders behind these events, namely the Chosen Ones.
Some of them chose to help the human government, while others chose to spread annihilation, reaping unknown benefits.
Until a great annihilation occurred, the global population plummeted, and the Chosen Ones disappeared without a trace, remaining so to this day.
Modi looked up from the documents and pondered to himself.
"So the Great Annihilation was probably caused by the Chosen Ones, then... no, it's not my fault, maybe I can pin it on that traitor Frank."
In a daze, another question came to his mind: if Pandora knew of the existence of the Chosen Ones, then why did she adopt this attitude?
Just because she judged them to be human?
After glancing at the relevant information, Modi closed the personal panel provided by Paradise.
The rest wasn't very interesting; it was pretty much what he'd guessed. Pandora simply determined that humanity was on the verge of extinction, forcibly seized power, and somehow severed the Beach's connection to reality.
What Mordy is seeing now is the result of what happened after that.
"That's about it. Let's stop here for now."
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His understanding of world history may have come to a temporary halt, but his learning of new technologies has not stopped.
The advanced biotechnology of Paradise can also be used on him and his creations.
"Let me think about it. It's time to upgrade the Divine Seal."
In a flash of inspiration, Mordy used his legal network to send out a heavily encrypted message.
His destination was none other than the desolate wasteland he had descended upon.
After being washed by the rains of time, this wasteland has not only failed to regain its vitality, but has become even more desolate and lifeless.
The tender buds that had just sprouted withered with time and rain, and were replaced by amber-colored crystals, like outstretched hands that held something up.
These chiral crystals seemed to be alive, growing wildly on the wasteland until they consumed the sediment from the previous time rain, which was the surrounding chiral matter, before they finally stopped.
Beneath a cluster of towering chiral crystals, deep underground, lies a strange black statue.
The statue's shape resembles a double helix of a gene, with its top end connected to a chiral crystal, and golden roots spreading outwards, covering the entire wasteland.
All the chiral crystals here are connected to it, like a giant terminal, monitoring the movement of the wasteland through the chiral crystals.
Suddenly, the double helix statue trembled, and the crystal connected to it also shook. The palm-shaped structure opened and closed slightly, causing a large-scale gravitational anomaly in the wasteland.
This strange phenomenon lasted for less than a moment before the wasteland fell into an eerie silence again, as if nothing had happened.
In unnoticed corners, some inorganic substances are quietly reconstructed, transforming into more sophisticated structures.
These changes went unnoticed by anyone, including Frank, who was wandering across the wasteland.
His mental perception failed to detect even the slightest clue, and he had no idea that beneath this sea of flowers composed of chiral crystals lay a strange statue.
"Chiral crystals, but there don't seem to be many. Is it because the last timefall was too rushed?"
As one of the instigators of the Great Annihilation, he naturally knew about this chiral substance derivative and had even studied it.
However, his purpose in coming here today is not for the chiral crystal.
But it lies in the inherent characteristics of this wasteland.
"This is where I descended, and it should be a weak point in the space."
Frank smiled. Having traveled to many worlds and conducted extensive research, he already knew the patterns of the Evolution Game's deployment of Chosen Ones.
Once the target is a large, high-difficulty dungeon, Evolution Games will not randomly deploy Chosen Ones, but will first look for weak points in the space and then deploy them in the vicinity.
For example, the wasteland beneath his feet.
His telepathic connection kicked in; a subconscious sense told him that he had come to the right place.
"Great, let's do it here."
After the snap of his fingers, the refugees following behind him sprang into action.
Their eyes were vacant, their faces blank, but their movements were unaffected as they quickly walked up to Frank.
Then, under Frank's emotionless gaze, they folded and stacked themselves one by one, forming a tall, square door frame.
Even when they adopt all sorts of inhumane postures, these people feel no pain. Their expressions are empty and numb, and no matter how their waists are bent at right angles or their heads are rotated 180 degrees, nothing changes.
What controls their bodies is no longer themselves, but the mental energy acting on them.
Mental energy exists in many forms, one of which is mental kinetic energy specifically used for macroscopic intervention in reality.
Click.
The sound of bones breaking continued for a short while, and finally, a square doorway made of human bodies stood on the ground, grotesque and chilling.
"The Gate of Oblivion is complete; only the final step remains... Ignite it!"
Frank admired his masterpiece with satisfaction, genuinely believing that this door frame was among the best, even compared to his previous works.
A lighter appeared in his hand, flashing purple light from time to time.
This is an epic item that increases the success rate of summoning otherworldly entities.
Without further hesitation, Frank approached the door frame, lit an enchanted page with a lighter, and casually tossed the page onto the door frame.
In an instant, eerie purple flames erupted inside and outside the door frame, and the human figures that made up the door frame also transformed under the burning flames.
Their skin and flesh shone with a dark purple sheen, merging together and becoming completely indistinguishable from one another.
The burning purple flames in the gap in the middle of the door frame also changed, gradually transforming into a purple vortex perfectly embedded in the door frame.
Purple particles escaped from the vortex, their whistling sound drowning out the silence of the wasteland. Facing the Gate of Oblivion, Frank laughed.
He has fulfilled his agreement with the Forgotten Monarch and gained another boost in power. Now, it's time to sit back and watch the two tigers fight.
He was curious whether Pandora could protect Paradise from the Forgotten Legion.
"I don't care which side wins."
Frank chuckled and looked up, his mind telling him that something was approaching.
"They found us so quickly. It seems that Pandora is not to be underestimated... Well then, let's give up the stage."
As he pondered, his figure blurred and vanished.
All that remained was a strange portal that kept emitting a whooshing sound.
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