Callisto can be seen everywhere on the icey coast.

A desolate tranquility is shattered by a lonely wind.

Here, shattered mechanical wreckage and once-glorious man-made structures intertwine to create a post-apocalyptic landscape.

On the weathered metal walls and ruins, the electric arc appears and disappears, as if it is the last cry of the past civilization.

The gentle lapping of the waves against the sand, echoing with the hoarse wires on the lonely mechanical wall, weaves a symphony of sadness.

In the distance, the waves gently push an oddly shaped sea heir onto the beach.

Its body is twisted and slippery, its body twisted, and its eyes look around in a new environment, looking curious and confused.

Neither the washing of the sea nor the cold wind seemed to have affected it.

Its actions are purposeless, just wandering on the beach.

In this barren land, there is nothing but rolling waves and a high sky.

However, at this moment, Kaiji seemed to feel some kind of calling, and it stopped and looked into the distance.

Boom Boom –

In the sky, a strange ripple suddenly appeared.

A cloud was gently torn apart, revealing a massive steamship hidden behind it.

A massive steampunk-style ship slowly emerges in the clouds, its silhouette becoming clear in the mist. The ship's intricate mechanism, like a giant creature, is slowly spreading its tentacles.

The ship's sheer size and intricate mechanical structure cut through the sky, resembling a floating fortress. The ship's dense array of gears, turbines, and levers glistened in the sunlight, and steam gushed out of the cracks, breathing life into the dead world.

[Arrived at the destination-]

[Targets are found—]

[Authorization to strike has been obtained-]

[Start tuning-]

[The target has been locked!] ]

Squeak Squeak –

The ship's gears and turbines turned slowly, with a slight but firm click.

In the levers and pipes, steam whirred, and a huge 950 mm short-gauge steam gun on the ship slowly turned, aiming at the sea heirs on the beach.

Haihe: "(д!! )”

Without too much foreshadowing, the ship chose to fire directly.

Bang!!!

The muzzle of the cannon spewed a wisp of heat in the cold air, followed by a deafening roar.

A huge cannonball shot out of the cannon and headed straight for where Kaiji was.

Boom –

The moment the shells landed, huge amounts of smoke and dust rose from the beach.

A small mushroom cloud slowly rose, like a strange flower in this desolate land.

As the steampunk ship's cannon fire fell on the beach, a shocking explosion engulfed the ordinary sea heir in smoke and fire.

Greeted by [Icefield Rambler], Kaitsu has returned to the embrace of the large group.

subsequently

I didn't even mourn for a moment for the death of the sea heir in front of me, and immediately rushed to the battlefield - the composite sea heir (singularity form).

The Sea Heir, the "perfect" creature known as the evolutionary singularity, sails the chaotic seas of Terra with its unusual appearance and abilities.

In addition to the six tiers of the traditional legion, there are also some individual power evolutionaries who are free from the ranks, and they are the guardians of [Tyrmetheus].

After countless assimilations and evolutions, some composite sea heirs have developed shocking forms.

In this form, they resemble giant jellyfish and possess a dazzling beauty.

Their bodies are transparent and shiny, and they are made up of countless tiny cells, which are like countless bright stars, and they are unusually gorgeous.

These sea heirs float lightly in the air, like dreamy sea creatures swimming in the sky.

Each of their movements is accompanied by a brilliant light, like a rainbow dancing in the sky. However, behind this beauty lies a deadly danger.

The pollution emitted by the sea has a strong spiritual corrosive effect, capable of eroding the spiritual world of any life it comes into contact with.

Even more frightening, these mikes move so fast that they are barely visible to the naked eye.

They are like ghosts that change in the air, leaving behind only brilliant trails of light.

These "perfect" creatures, as if emerging from a dream, wandering out of the shadows of the ruins and deep waters, trails of light dragging behind them, drawing dazzling patterns as if the brightest stars in the night sky were moving.

These sea heirs slowly rose towards the ship suspended in the sky, their movements graceful and coordinated, each subtle fluctuation imbued with the power to be ready to strike.

Woooo

As the distance decreased, the speed of the sea became more and more impressive, and they rushed towards the ship at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to detect.

The bulky artillery could only make a rough stroke, followed by shelling.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Deftly dodging the gunfire, the compounds charged from the bottom up to the deck of the ship, with the obvious intention of engaging in broadside combat.

At this time, a composite sea heir was already approaching the deck of the ship.

Just when it thought it could board the ship smoothly, a brilliant light suddenly appeared.

In the midst of artillery fire and light tracks, a majestic and mysterious angel descends on the battlefield. He held a gorgeous and thick book in his hands, a glorious crown symbolizing royal power, and three pairs of brilliant wings of light behind him.

It is none other than Metatron who has landed on the battlefield.

As the composite sea heir drags a dazzling light trail to the ship, he will become an insurmountable moat.

"Heart Engine Activation—"

"Fantasy Particles: Escape—"

The three pairs of light particle wings behind the angel suddenly vibrate, releasing a shining green light, and the light particles escaped like a dream.

At this moment, the book in his hand disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a long sword, which was not an ordinary sword, but a flaming greatsword full of power.

"Quantum Transition—"

With a sword roar, the angel's form twisted, and he instantly leaped in front of a sea heir who was trying to board the ship.

Qiang –

There was a "bang", and the big sword slashed down, and the strange sea heir was cut off by the fierce force.

Then, the figure of the angel traveled through the sky at the speed of light.

Slash.

Annihilate the enemy.

Slash.

Annihilate the enemy.

Each time he unleashed his sword, he delivered a cold and precise slash, and his figure leaping in the air became the brightest point of light on the battlefield.

Unable to resist under his sword, the sealords fell from the sky, into the ruins, the sea, and the sand.

Qiang –

With the last sound of the sword, the last brave sea heir who was not afraid of death fell from the sky.

[Metatron] stared at this scene with an indifferent expression, and then he turned into a streamer of light, slowly flowing into his master's body.

"There is something wrong with the number of those composite sea heirs, and the wave in front of you alone can only be seen on the moat of the Great Passage."

On the deck of the ship, Xia Xiu held the railing with both hands, looking condescendingly at the broken wreckage of the man-made base below.

Bazin, who had been following Xia Xiu, looked at Hai Hei who was being torn into pieces with a slightly complicated look, and then looked at the blonde young man in front of him.

This is the fourth sword-bearer in the kingdom of heaven, the crimson triple crown, and the walking humanoid natural disaster······

It's terrifying!

If the wave of compound sea heirs just now was to be handled by the hunters, it would require at least a three-person team led by a [Juggernaut] level to hunt and kill them all.

They couldn't be as relaxed as the blonde young man in front of them.

The other party just summoned the [Juggernaut Incarnation], and he could clean up the compound sea heir like chopping melons and vegetables.

Bazin felt a mixed mixture of awe and wonder fluctuating in his heart.

He quickly adjusted his mentality in his heart, and then, he looked at the corpse of Hai Hei below, frowned, and said:

"These numbers of composite heirs are indeed a bit abnormal, and there is no [Gruvida] in charge of fertility and increasing the number of members of the heir group in this area, where did these heirs come from?"

"They can't just come out of nowhere, can they?"

Bazin was also full of doubts about the appearance of a large number of sea heirs on Callisto.

"Who knows, maybe they're going to be marching this way through [the electronic channel]."

Xia Xiu shrugged his shoulders and replied casually.

“······” Bazin was speechless.

Don't say it, the possibility of the other party is not low.

At this point, the [Icefield Rambler] was slowly docked on the surface.

Both had already disembarked from the ship.

Looking at the surrounding ruins and ruins, Bazin couldn't help but feel sad, this sudden foggy sea accident directly led to the death of most of the 2,345 staff members on the [Palm Tree Man-made Base] in the deep sea.

He was the only one who was lucky enough to survive·····

Xia Xiu glanced at Bazin, who was speechlessly staring at the ruins, and said to him:

"There's a lot we need to do to adjust our mentality."

"I know." Bazin lifted his mind and nodded.

Seeing this, Xia Xiu didn't say anything more, as he said, there was still a lot of work for them to do.

There are still a lot of secrets hidden on the missing Calpayo, and now they're about to start unraveling them one by one.

Bazin summoned the Iberian lineage and began to detect the fluctuations in the surrounding Aether messages, trying to find the receiving system module on the [Palm Tree Artificial Base].

As for the survivors, the hordes of composite sea heirs had already told the two of them the answer - no one survived.

At this moment, the two of them are looking for clues in the ruins.

"Did the palm trees be attacked by the [Gears Orthodox Church] and the [Salvation Army] before the accident?" Xia Xiu started chatting with Bazin on the way.

"Yes, [the Cogwheel Orthodox Church] has been attacking marine works in Iberia on the borders of the Chaos Sea." Bazin nodded.

The group of-stirring sticks disgusted Iberia, and after stubble, and endlessly.

"For [the electron channel]?"

"Part of the reason is that they have called on Iberia since a long time ago to stop the use of [electronic channels], and they consider our use of [electronic channels] to be a blasphemous act. If, according to the current market, our use of [electronic channel] is an infringement, we do not believe in the god of all machines, so we do not have the right to use [electronic channel]. ”

Bazin continued: "But I think that's only part of the reason, after all, they've always verbally condemned it before, and it's the first time they've done it on a large scale. ”

Hearing this, Xia Xiu's mind began to spin.

The core action of the [Gears Orthodox Church] now revolves around the [Brave New World Project], and the core condition of the plan is to fully mechanize Terra and mold Terra into a mekkai before [Overload Day] comes.

At the heart of the plan is the recovery of the [Shattered Divinity] scattered throughout Terra.

Their large-scale attack on the Iberian Marine Project this time is probably also related to [Shattered Divinity].

While Xia Xiu was thinking, Bazin took Xia Xiu all the way in the direction of the signal transmission.

"The three signal waves received by the palm tree were quickly compiled, which means that the transmitter of these signals knows the Iberian genealogy channel." Bazin was talking to Xia Xiu while following the direction of the signal.

"In other words, it is possible that the messenger is an Iberian, and this person is most likely Pedro Miguesset." Xia Xiu continued.

"Yes, it's very probable." Bazin strongly agrees with Shaciu's view that Pedro must have played a very important role in this tragedy.

"The names of the three signals received at that time were quickly deciphered, and the names of the three signals were - Spartaios, Kronios, and Kytos."

"These three signals represent three different coordinates, and the specific information of the coordinates is included in the genealogy backup record module of the palm tree, as long as we find the backup module board, we can read the coordinate information on it."

While speaking, Bazin had already taken Xia Xiu to find the place where the backup module board was.

In front of the two of them was a huge pile of metal debris and broken walls.

The module plate was buried under the rubble.

"I'll take care of it."

Xia Xiu motioned to Bazan to stand back slightly, and the other party immediately did so.

Looking at the pile of ruins in front of him, Xia Xiu raised his right hand, his palm showed a posture of holding it, the air around him began to fluctuate, and a circle of unique spatial ripples slowly spread out from his palm.

"Everything, Vector Authoritarian—"

"Gravitational Manipulation!"

A huge reality distortion field escaped from Xia Xiu's body, and then, the basis of reality began to be distorted.

Space seemed to bend at his will, and the gravitational pull around him quietly changed.

All the broken things began to float.

From rusty steel fragments to gravel and cables, they all began to lose their grip on the center of the earth and slowly float upward.

The debris danced in the air, as if guided by an invisible hand.

On the pile of ruins, they danced lightly one after another as they sang with gravity.

In this weightless dance, the module board containing important data finally appeared.

"That's him!" Bazin looked at the module board and said excitedly.

Buzz –

The module board floated into Xia Xiu's hand, and the surrounding objects also fell to the ground in an instant.

Xia Xiu's gaze looked at the module plate in his hand, although its surface had been shattered, there was still a faint light on the inside, indicating that the mechanical structure inside it had not completely died.

"It's not too badly damaged, and you can use it immediately after repairing it."

Work and rest woo woo woo~

(End of chapter)