It dispelled the independent worlds and even universes isolated by the dark void, allowing countless geniuses who were bound to their own world to find a bridge to communicate with the outside world.

In particular, the large amount of incomplete knowledge thrown out as bait is just like throwing a huge stone into a stagnant water.

The ripples that were created alone have already begun to have immeasurable impacts on the world that receives the information.

At this moment, in a universe where humans have built a vast galactic interstellar empire, on a small colonial planet in a remote area, a priest of the Mechanicus is standing in front of an enormous super mecha without any cockpit, chanting loudly in praise of the God of Machines, his tone filled with excitement, enthusiasm and unconcealable ecstasy.

Although he still retains the most important brain structure as an intelligent life, other parts of his body have basically been replaced by various mechanical structures.

The body is basically a metal skeleton with various life support systems installed. Both hands have become mechanical arms, and there are a large number of things like mechanical tentacles surrounding the body. The entire brain tissue is placed in a sealed and extremely sturdy container. The so-called face is just a steel mask with a large number of high-precision electronic cameras that can be moved flexibly.

The lower body is not legs and feet, but a metal limb similar to that of an insect.

The head, which was originally located at the highest point of the body, was replaced by a device that flashed with energy light. It seemed to be the energy source that powered this mechanical body.

Below the device is a thick neck-like structure, and in the front is connected to something like a head, where the brain and mechanical face are installed.

On one of the mechanical arms of this mechanical priest, there is an incredibly powerful handheld energy cannon installed, which can easily physically inflict salvation on any enemy who dares to appear in front of him.

The other hand was tightly holding a cold weapon such as an ax or halberd.

The only difference is that the ax part is made into the shape of a gear, and half of the human skull on it has been transformed into a mechanical pattern. There is also a switch on the long handle, which can instantly transform this thing into an interstellar melee weapon that can cut through power mechas.

Judging from the degree of transformation, this is undoubtedly a mechanical priest of a very high level.

Because in the Mechanicus, everyone is proud to completely transform themselves into machines, so the level of a person can be seen from the extent of his self-transformation.

Like the one in front of us, he is definitely the most devout and fanatical believer.

"Immortal God of Machinery!

Please listen to the prayers of believers!

We are not only your children, but also your devout people on the road to mechanics.

Thank you for the knowledge you have generously given to me, which brings me great satisfaction and joy.

In the name of the God of All Machines, I swear to carry forward these great technologies and make them continue to improve so that I, a humble person, can be worthy of your glory.

May the cold and hard steel protect all human beings in the sea of stars.

May the hunger of the twisting warp never reach and consume us..."

Accompanied by absurd and bizarre chanting, the mechanical priest pressed the button next to it that was a mixture of religious and scientific images.

moment!

The large clock made of countless gears above his head began to ring, and then he pulled down another joystick next to it, and the piston and pump were started instantly.

When the huge bell began to ring for the second time, the Mechanical Priest pressed another start button. The huge mechanical armor engine in front of him began to roar, fuel was continuously injected into it, and the two eyes on the head began to flash dazzling light.

When the bell rang for the third time, all the engineers and workers involved in the project raised their hands and sang in unison: "Praise the God of All Machines! Praise the Omnissiah!"

It has to be said that these people's confusing behavior has simply gone beyond abstract concepts, and people don't know how to complain about it. It is similar to the practice in some countries of asking clergy to consecrate various weapons before they are delivered to troops for use.

However, none of the people participating in the ceremony were smiling. Instead, each one was more serious and earnest than the other. The faith and determination revealed in their eyes were even more terrifying than the brainwashing cult.

Finally, the huge machine was fully awakened. It lowered its head and asked the group of psychopaths in front of it: "Did you create me?"

"No! It was the omnipotent and immortal God of Machinery who created you with the help of my hands! And you will prove the existence of the great God of Machinery to the entire universe!" The Mechanical Priest responded loudly with his arms open.

"The God of Machinery?"

This super-large mechanical body was obviously very unfamiliar with this term, and a puzzled expression appeared on its face which was composed of several mechanical modules.

There is no doubt that he is a very rare super-large robot in this universe's human empire, possessing extremely high intelligence and autonomous thinking ability.

The technology used in its manufacture is derived from the incomplete knowledge sent out during the test of the super-time and space beacon, combined with the technology possessed by this universe.

As to whether it should be considered artificial intelligence or true mechanical life, it is unknown.

After all, there is more than just technology here, there is also a place called the subspace, and "psychics" who can use the special energy in this space. To put it bluntly, they are a group of alternative spellcasters.

However, the casting environment faced by these spellcasters is extremely dangerous. If they are not careful, they may be killed and Devoured by the evil gods and demons in the subspace.

Even more serious is corruption, which eventually causes a horrific disaster that affects several planets or even a large star region, leading to the deaths of tens of billions of people.

Just when the Mechanical Priest was about to send this powerful weapon he had built himself to the battlefield to deal with those damn invading bugs, a heavy sound of footsteps suddenly came from a distance.

About a few minutes later, several extremely tall and strong warriors wearing sturdy power mechas walked out of the darkness.

The leading commander asked in a very serious tone: "Father, I think you'd better explain what this thing is? And where did you get the knowledge to make it! Because a psychic sensed that there was an abnormal energy fluctuation suddenly appearing in your place. According to her experience, it is very likely a signal from the subspace."

"No! This has nothing to do with the Warp! It is a gift from the Omnipotent Machine God! It will help us defeat those damn bugs!"

The priest waved a mechanical arm and roared excitedly.

From his excited attitude, it was not difficult to see how angry he was at being targeted by the evil god of the Warp who influenced and corrupted him.

"I'm sorry, but your opinion on this point doesn't count. Although I don't want to arrest a highly respected mechanical priest who can provide a steady supply of repairs and logistical supplies at this time, given the current dire situation, we absolutely cannot allow any problems to occur in the rear."

After saying this, the strong Astartes commander signaled the soldiers behind him to step forward and control the priest.

After all, nothing is trivial when it comes to psionic power and the subspace.

What's more, during times of war like the present, human emotions are more likely to fluctuate violently.

And this kind of emotional fluctuation is simply the most delicious food for the evil gods and demons in the subspace.

This is why no matter how greedy, corrupt, cruel, and extravagant the rulers of the planets of the Human Empire are, their loyalty to the Emperor of the Empire is unquestionable at critical moments.

Because only a human emperor who is powerful enough to fight against the evil gods of the war can truly protect their souls.

But the Mechanical Priest obviously didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did. He raised the energy cannon in his hand and roared like a madman: "Get away! Don't come near me! I am blessed by the Almighty Mechanical God! I am the savior he chose! Only I can build more such perfect war machines that do not require a driver to operate, and only I can agree to this war with the Tyranids."

"Put down your weapon, priest. Your mind has begun to become extremely unstable. This is a sign of being corrupted by the evil god of the warp."

A very slender-looking woman came out from behind, with a strong warning in her tone.

Even as she spoke, several other Astartes warriors raised their weapons and aimed at the Mechanical Priest and the huge war machine that had been activated.

This tense atmosphere obviously frightened the engineers and workers, and they began to retreat and evacuate the place where fighting could break out at any time.

After all, they are flesh and blood, and they don't have the protection of power mechas. Once they are hit by a bullet, it would be a luxury to even keep a relatively intact body.

Fortunately, both sides ignored the opinions of these ordinary people and just stared at each other nervously.

After a full minute, the Mechanical Priest's fanatical eyes gradually cooled down, and reason began to prevail again.

After taking a quick look at the battle-hardened elite teams around him, he slowly put down the energy cannon in his hand and cursed in an indignant tone: "A bunch of brainless idiots! If this planet falls, it will all be your fault."

"Don't worry, Father. If this planet falls, my brothers and I will gladly die for the Emperor and the Empire."

The Astartes commander unceremoniously stepped forward and disarmed the other party, then signaled his men to escort the priest to prison and lock him up first.

After the Mechanical Priest was forcibly taken away, he looked up at the huge robot that was obviously intelligent and asked tentatively: "Big guy, your creator has been taken away, don't you plan to do something to save him?"

"No, that is not in line with my core program. Because the purpose of my creation is to help humans defeat all enemies that invade this planet, so the meaning of my existence is to protect humans, not to kill you."

The giant robot gave the answer without hesitation.

"Protect humans?"

The Astartes commander was visibly surprised by this.

Because in his opinion, since this war machine was most likely created under the influence of the evil god of the subspace, it must be evil, chaotic and hostile to humans.

The giant robot leaned down and used its huge head to face the commander and explained: "Although I don't know exactly how I was born and why I gained consciousness and the ability to think, I can assure you that I will never actively harm any human, even those criminals. If you don't believe me, I can prove myself in battle."

The Astartes commander was clearly hesitant to take the risk.

But before he could make a decision, a noisy and urgent voice came from the communication device he was carrying.

"This is Position 42! We are under attack by a large number of bugs! The entire defense line is on the verge of collapse and will soon collapse! Requesting immediate reinforcements or long-range fire support! I repeat, we need immediate reinforcements or long-range fire support!"

"Damn it! Behind the 42nd position is the industrial core area of ​​this planet. Once it falls, we will completely lose our logistical supplies."

Another Astartes warrior couldn't help but curse under his breath.

"How about... let it go and try? Anyway, the situation is already as bad as it can be. If the core industrial area is destroyed or occupied by the enemy, this planet will definitely not be able to be defended."

Another Astartes warrior glanced at the giant robot towering before them and suggested.

Although the planet's governor has sent out a distress signal since the invasion.

But the problem is that the territory of the human empire is too vast, so vast that both those who want to revive it and those who want to destroy it feel despair from the bottom of their hearts.

This means that if you want to travel from one planet to another, you must take huge risks and allow warships to travel through subspace channels to achieve faster-than-light travel.

But entering the subspace channel means complete chaos from time to space, and also having to face the evil gods and demons of the subspace.

The rescue fleet may appear within just a few minutes after receiving the signal, or it may take several years, decades, hundreds of years, thousands of years to appear, or even never appear.

This intense uncertainty causes the borders of the human empire to change all the time.

Some planets will be completely destroyed by attacks from various enemies, and new planets will be discovered and occupied and colonized.

Anyway, as long as you obey the rule of the empire, pay taxes on time and complete production tasks, the higher-ups don't care what systems are implemented on each planet or how many evils and shameful desires are hidden.

To be precise, this interstellar empire established by humans essentially practices an extremely primitive feudal system, and each planetary governor is equivalent to a feudal lord.

As long as they don't make mistakes in principle, they can basically do whatever they want within the scope of their rule.

Therefore, many times, a few hours to a day or two after a distress signal is sent out, it can be basically confirmed whether reinforcements will arrive.

The war between this planet and the invading enemy has been going on for a full ten days now, and the chance of rescue is extremely slim, so some people say that the situation is so bad that it can't get any worse.

The Astartes commander hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to take a gamble. He looked up at the giant robot standing on the steel frame and said, "I don't know whether this is lucky or unfortunate, but now you have a chance to prove yourself. Go to position 42 immediately and kill all the bugs. If you do this, I will admit that you are on the side of humans."

"As you wish, sir."

The huge robot gave a standard imperial military salute, and then, in front of a dozen pairs of eyes, it instantly broke free from the fixed iron ring, soared into the air, and flew directly out of the tunnel above their heads leading to the outside.

This scene not only stunned the commander, but also shocked the other Astartes warriors who came with him speechless.

Because judging from its appearance and weight, this thing doesn't look like it has the ability to fly.

About ten seconds later, the commander was the first to react and questioned an engineer hiding in the corner: "The war machine you built can actually fly?"

The latter smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Don't ask me, I know nothing.

Because when this big guy was built, there was not even the most basic design drawing, it was completed entirely under the dictation of the priest.

It's as if all the parameters and functions have been imprinted in the mind in advance.

Perhaps this is really a gift from the Great God of Machinery.

Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible to do it under normal circumstances."

"Well, this sounds more and more like a conspiracy of the evil god of the warp. Now, let's take a look at what this huge war machine with consciousness and thinking ability is capable of."

After saying that, the commander quickly called up the sensor that was still working at position 42.

You won't know the result until you see it, and you'll be shocked when you see it.

The giant machine that had just dropped from the sky and arrived at the designated battlefield instantly shot out powerful high-energy beams from its eyes, directly chopped into pieces all the Zerg that were rushing towards it within several kilometers in front of it.

He then raised his hands again, and a dozen meaningless symbols began to glow on his palms.

In a flash!

A visible energy shock wave was instantly released, and with a deafening roar, it instantly swept over the Tyranid Zerg on the other side that wanted to outflank them.

Countless bugs were torn to pieces alive by the force field, and others even sprayed out colorful viscera and body fluids as if they were ruthlessly crushed by a big foot.

A huge Hive Tyrant saw this scene and immediately led the guards and guards around him to rush forward.

This upright monster with a hard shell rushed over a distance of several hundred meters at an extremely fast speed, then jumped high, swung its sickle-like arms, and chopped fiercely at the giant robot's head.

The flexible and extremely lethal tail clamp directly targets the mechanical neurons near the neck.

If the attack was successful, even a Space Marine as powerful as an Astartes would probably be killed.

But the giant robot turned around and swung one of its arms to hit it.

The next second...

boom!!!!!!!!

This guy, most likely the highest commander of the invading Zerg, was hit hard by the invisible force field, and then crashed straight to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

After the smoke cleared, all that could be seen was a large crater several dozen meters deep on the ground, as if it had been hit by a meteorite.

However, the Hive Tyrant had long disappeared, leaving behind only a few broken limbs and a large amount of sticky body fluids with a pungent smell.

Needless to say, this powerful Zerg ruler suffered tremendous damage in an instant, so much so that he had to choose to escape to temporarily save himself.

The giant robot is much more powerful than anyone could imagine.

The Astartes commander widened his eyes and asked without turning his head: "You have created a technology that can instantly create force fields and shock waves on the battlefield?"

"No, that's not technology, but the great blessing of the God of All Machines. Do you see those flashing symbols? They are the ones that create powerful shock waves and force fields, not any technological devices."

The engineer's face showed unparalleled excitement and enthusiasm.

Apparently, he is also a member of the Adeptus Mechanicus.

After all, machine souls really exist in this universe.

Therefore, pleasing the machine spirit has become an indispensable religious ritual.

Although some people pointed out that these so-called machine souls are most likely some kind of low-level artificial intelligence.

But since no one can prove this, everyone chooses to believe it with the mentality of preferring to believe it to be true.

After all, no one would want the weapon in their hand to suddenly malfunction when facing a terrible enemy.

"You mean... this robot can use psionic powers?!!!"

The commander's face changed drastically.

"That's right! This is psionic energy! That damned Mechanical Priest somehow connected this machine to the Warp. The force fields and shock waves just now were all energy drawn from the Warp. I think we may be in big trouble soon."

The only female psychic in the team subconsciously clenched her fists, her eyes revealing strong awe and fear.

Precisely because she was a psychic who had received rigorous training, she knew what kind of amazing talent was needed to reach the level of this giant robot.

But now, it appears on a machine.

If this technology were mastered by the Mechanicus, it would inevitably cause huge waves within the human empire today.

“Gasper! Take two people to protect the Mechanical Priest immediately! He may be very important to all of humanity, even more important than this planet or even this star region.”

The commander gave orders to the Astartes warriors around him in a serious tone.

…

Obviously, the situation before our eyes is just a microcosm of the huge impact that the ignition of the hyperspace beacon will have on the multiverse.

On another Earth with magical powers, there is also a group of people staring at the garbled codes flashing on the huge display in front of them, trying to analyze and crack them.

And these garbled codes are the knowledge sent by the super-time and space beacon tower.

After a long while, a black man with a bald head and an eye patch on his left eye finally couldn't help but ask, "Well, it's been seventy-two hours. Have you figured out what these mysterious messages that appeared inexplicably and mixed in with the global radio signals are, and where they came from?"

"I'm sorry, Director. These symbols have nothing to do with any language known on Earth. They are more like some kind of code or abstract expression of consciousness. We can't read or crack it at all. But one thing is certain, that is, it comes from the distant deep space of the universe. Because from the results of tracing the source, the first to receive it was Voyager 1."

A staff member quickly stood up and told all the information he had at the moment.

"You mean - it comes from some alien civilization outside the solar system?!"

The one-eyed black man who was called the director suddenly looked gloomy.

However, unlike most people, he did not show drastic mental and emotional fluctuations when he heard that it was an alien civilization. Instead, he was very calm and composed, as if he had already expected such a thing.

The staff member nodded vigorously: “Yes, Chief.

Moreover, the level of technology mastered by the other party is far more exaggerated than what is described in most science fiction novels and movies.

Because after research we found that this information is transmitted at superluminal speed.

It is not any kind of communication method known on Earth today, including the most advanced quantum communication, but more like a legendary magic.

All of this information will be attached to all means of communication and then released in different forms to those who can understand its meaning.”

"Release it to someone who can understand its meaning? You mean..."

The black chief seemed to realize something, and his already ugly expression suddenly became even uglier.

"Yes, it is just as you think. Billions of people around the world are receiving these unknown messages at the same time. However, it is unknown how many people understand the meaning of them."

The staff carefully broke the extremely bad news.

"Fuck it!"

The black director couldn't help but curse, scratched his shiny bald head, and asked through gritted teeth, "How much harm can these mysterious messages cause?"

Another researcher explained: "It depends on the content of the message.

If it contains powerful alien technology, it is very likely to subvert the global order established since World War II and even trigger World War III.

If it was some kind of temptation, the situation would be even worse.

If anyone were to understand what was said and start trying to make contact, it would expose Earth's position in the universe, and could potentially attract a space fleet capable of destroying us.

In short, there are too many uncertainties.

Moreover, with the manpower and resources we currently have, it is simply impossible to conduct close surveillance of billions of people around the world.”

"Damn it! Immediately launch an emergency plan to recruit top experts and scholars from all over the world. We must race against time to figure out what kind of information is hidden in these damn gibberish."

After saying that, the black director raised his hand and slammed it heavily on the table, making a dull thud.

moment!

Everyone in the room started to get busy quickly as if they were frightened.

Looking at the constantly changing garbled text on the electronic screen, the black director asked without turning his head: "Coulson, do you think this situation will be more serious than what we encountered more than ten years ago?"

"No, Chief. I think it might just be a false alarm. After all, so far we haven't seen any aliens fighting on Earth, nor have we seen any space fleets outside the atmosphere."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man called Coulson touched his receding hairline and the severe dark circles under his eyes caused by not sleeping for two consecutive days.

"Well - I hope so. But we still have to prepare for the worst. After all, the world has become increasingly unstable since the beginning of the new century. I always feel that something earth-shattering is going to happen. In addition, let the field agents be ready for action at any time. You'd better go and get some sleep as soon as possible."

As he said this, the black chief raised his hand and gently patted his old subordinate on the shoulder, then turned and walked outside.

Following his groans, you can clearly see the eye-catching words on the door - National Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau.

Just when Coulson wanted to find a place to lie down, close his eyes and rest for a while, a shrill alarm suddenly rang throughout the building.

Before he could react to what was happening, he felt the ground suddenly shake violently, and then everyone began to shake violently and uncontrollably.

After about a few seconds, a huge giant, more than ten meters tall and made entirely of soil, stones, steel bars and concrete, suddenly rose from the ground and appeared in everyone's sight.

Such a magical scene not only stunned Coulson, but everyone else also couldn't believe what they saw.

What’s even more terrifying is that on top of this giant’s head, there was a little white girl who looked only seven or eight years old.

The little guy's eyes were flashing with a strange blue light, and his freckled face revealed incomparable excitement. He shouted excitedly: "I did it! Mom! Dad! Look! I did it! The magic recorded in those mysterious symbols is real! I didn't lie!"

"Oh--goodness! Oh, my God!"

The young mother under the giant was obviously almost scared silly.

But her husband was not in much better condition. He also stood there stiffly, shaking slightly involuntarily.

Because the mud and stone giants in front of me were so oppressive.

Even though I know my daughter won't hurt me, I still feel a strong fear in my heart.

But at this moment, a complex pattern flashing orange-red light suddenly appeared in the sky.

The next second...

A group of people wearing what looked like monks' robes rushed out.

The leading man simply looked around and immediately locked onto the little girl sitting on top of the giant's head: "This is the target! Go and catch her!"

moment!

These guys who suddenly appeared jumped down from the top of the building, making complicated movements with their hands.

They seemed to have ignored gravity and were able to run down the 90-degree angle wall.

When approaching the giant, a glowing whip suddenly shot out from his hand and directly wrapped around the giant's hands and feet, trying to restrict the movement of this behemoth.

Especially the man in the lead, he simply drew a circle with one hand to open a space channel and instantly appeared next to the little girl.

But just as he reached out to grab the girl's clothes, another space channel suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and an arm from deep inside hit him on the back with a bang.

"ah!!!!!"

The unfortunate guy fell from the giant's head in an instant.

Fortunately, he quickly completed the spell he had used before in mid-air, opened a teleportation channel on the ground, and then passed directly through and returned to the top of the giant's head.

"Stay away from this child, she does not belong to you, Casillas."

The uninvited guest, who was shrouded in a pale yellow robe, issued a warning.

"But this girl doesn't belong to you either, Ancient One. Even the magic she performs is completely different from that of Kamar-Taj. Her power comes from another dimension, a dimension that none of us know about."

The man called Casillas retorted in a low, hoarse voice.

Obviously, the person standing in front of him was none other than the Supreme Sorcerer Ancient One who led him on the path of magic.

"So? You want to capture her and sacrifice her to Dormammu? Or do you plan to explore this new dimension yourself and become a dimensional demon like Dormammu?"

Gu Yi raised his head and revealed a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.

Casillas grinned and sneered, "What I want to do is none of your business. On the contrary, after stealing the power of darkness, aren't you satisfied? Do you want to gain power from another dimension from this girl?"

"No, I just want to protect her. From now on, this child is a disciple of Kamar-Taj. I will be responsible for teaching her how to use her own power, instead of being corrupted and devoured by the dimensional demon like you."

After saying that, Gu Yi reached out and hugged the little girl, holding her in his arms.

The latter was now frightened by the sudden attack, and realized that the group of guys who suddenly appeared had ill intentions towards him, so he subconsciously grabbed this only support and refused to let go.

Seeing this scene, Ancient One smiled and gently touched the girl's hair and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, child. No one can do anything to you as long as I am here. And you are the lucky one who was chosen, destined to become a great wizard."

"Mage...Mage?"

The little girl blinked in confusion.

"Yes, it is the wizard. Tell me, where did you get this ability to cast spells?"

Gu Yi tried to induce the little guy in front of him to tell his secret.

Because she only detected that there was a disturbance in time, so she came over to take a look, and she was not aware that the information released from the trans-time and space beacon tower was causing additional impact on billions of people around the world.

In fact, in the past ten hours or so, many talented people have received some knowledge and successfully transformed it into a way that they can understand and use.

Others have successfully made devices that can receive and send signals, and are standing by and asking frantic questions, hoping to gain more and more profound knowledge.

Others regard it as inspiration from God and begin to preach everywhere to make more people believe in the existence of gods in a certain place.

"It was on TV. I could see some strange symbols on TV, and then I understood their meaning for some reason, and then I gained magical powers."

The girl of her age was obviously not very good at lying, so she honestly recounted the story of how she acquired magical powers.

"television?!"

Gu Yi was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed drastically.

Although she never watches those messy and meaningless TV programs, she is no stranger to these technological products.

After all, Kamar-Taj has Wi-Fi and internet access.

So the Supreme Sorcerer is well aware of how popular television is in today's world and how many people will watch it.

In her opinion, if this was not an accident, then it must be a sign that a strange being from some dimension was preparing to invade.

So there was no time to think, he teleported the girl back to Kamar-Taj first, rushed forward and used his invincible power to defeat Casillas and his followers.

By the time the agents in the building reacted, everything was over.

Even the summoned giant was directly decomposed by Ancient One into a small mound about four or five meters high.

A large group of researchers is surrounding the mound doing sampling and analysis.

After struggling for several hours, they were forced to admit that this was just an ordinary pile of soil, sand, gravel and reinforced concrete, and there was nothing special about it at all.

If I have to say there is one, it must be the special ability that girl possesses.

In order to prevent this clue from being broken, and also to find out what was going on with those guys with super powers that suddenly appeared, Nick Fury directly used his privileges to forcibly "protect" the girl's parents.

Watching the young couple being taken away by a group of agents in shock, he took a deep breath and asked his old subordinate: "So, do you still insist that this might be a false alarm?"

"No, Chief. I feel like this Earth has suddenly become strange to me."

Coulson made a joke with a wry smile.

Because the appearance of that group of mages just now directly overturned his understanding of this world.

It turns out that there are not only aliens on Earth, but also a group of wizards who can instantly open teleportation channels and cast all kinds of incredible magic.

However, the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency, which is authorized by the United Nations Security Council to handle such matters, knew nothing about this.

It has to be said that the diary and Jinji Tasha's act behind Zuo Si's back has caused a much greater impact than they expected.

What's even more terrible is that Zuo Si still knows nothing about it. He is still living a leisurely vacation-like life in the continent of Faerun, and is also preparing for the next stage of the plan.

He had no idea that Jinjitaxia had already mastered some of the secrets of the Planeswalker's Spark with the help of the Space-Time Bridge, and could even light the lights of the Trans-Dimensional Beacon without his help.

But that's not even the worst.

The worst thing is the establishment of this trans-dimensional beacon tower. In the eyes of other planeswalkers, it is as bright and dazzling as a torch lit in the dark, and can be directly transmitted at any time through the power of sparks...

(End of this chapter)