As the mental shock of a captain from a radiant mothership resonated in the hearts of the assembled races, it also left the high-ranking officials of the other alien civilization alliance headquarters with a sense of bewilderment.
Li Shengyao bent down and placed the drink cup in his hand on the table, which was relatively low for them, and then slowly straightened up.
It sent waves to all the alien officials through seemingly calm but rapid telepathic communication.
"We apologize, everyone, but we will be leaving out of the party midway through. We hope you enjoy yourselves!"
After saying this, Li Shengyao glanced at everyone present, as if they had just finished an internal spiritual exchange.
Immediately afterwards, none of the Protoss spirits present walked back through the main gate as they had come in. Instead, their bodies became ethereal, turning into black particles and disappearing. The small spaceships docked outside the banquet hall also took off automatically, turning into streaks of light and returning to the fleet within seconds.
"What happened? Why did they all leave?"
A general from the Ministry of Defense's Combined Fleet asked, puzzled, since the people celebrating their victory were no longer there, making the situation somewhat awkward.
"I don't know, but I think I heard something just now. I must have suddenly sensed the aura of the divine realm."
"The realm of the gods? Is that the world they're talking about, ruled by the gods?"
"Haven't they been unable to find it all this time? Why did they suddenly sense it today? Did something unusual happen today?"
The commander of the joint headquarters immediately opened his personal terminal and inquired with the monitoring department.
Are there any unusual circumstances in the monitoring information?
The response from the other side was also timely.
"No further findings, sir!"
What's special about today? Everyone present was wondering about this, but two wrinkled people with green skin suddenly realized something at the same time and looked at each other in bewilderment.
One of them then hurriedly left under the pretext of going to the toilet, found a quiet corner outside, and opened the connection channel with the Empire.
If I remember correctly, the Empire is holding a secret and special ceremony today.
...
Inside the royal palace of the capital star of the Dalos Empire, they all noticed that the behavior of everyone at the temple altar suddenly became somewhat strange.
Not knowing what had happened, Inerma didn't even have time to communicate with her subordinates at the front.
A communication request lit up in the holographic observation conference room, and with His Majesty the Emperor's nod, the intelligent mainframe connected the communication.
"Ronnie, weren't you and Thrull attending the Protoss victory celebration?"
"Your Majesty, we are indeed still in the venue, but just about 200 kel ago, the Protoss suddenly used that unknown teleportation to leave hastily. Before leaving, they seemed to have discovered the aura of the divine realm."
"Your Majesty, I would like to ask if the imperial sacrifice has been held?"
His Majesty the Emperor did not answer the question directly, but instead frowned, as if asking a question in return or talking to himself.
"You suspect that our rituals attracted the aura of the so-called divine realm?"
"That possibility cannot be ruled out, Your Majesty!"
This conversation was overheard by the other ministers and by Inmarma.
Some laughed absurdly, while others immediately took a closer look at the effects on the holographic screen.
Inmar immediately contacted his trusted subordinate, Bibilut, who briefly explained everything in a dozen or so kel. Most of the doubts lay in the sigh that sounded like an illusion but could be heard by everyone, including the timing of the sigh, the reactions and expressions of everyone present, including the priests.
Bibi Lute speaks quickly but clearly and logically, demonstrating the qualities of an intelligence operative to the fullest.
Inmar replied immediately, "Well done!"
Then the communication was disconnected.
'That's enough; as long as it matches the Protoss's reaction, that's sufficient!'
He glanced again at the High Priest of Bama in the holographic image, who had been in a bizarre state of self-consciousness since the beginning, and raised his head to interrupt the Imperial Emperor who was communicating on the other end with a firm tone.
"Your Majesty, there's a critical situation at the temple altar!"
...
However, viewers on Earth were in a strange state; more precisely, netizens on Earth were in a strange state.
After a full ten seconds of silence, the screen was completely empty, then it suddenly exploded, flooding the screen with comments.
The live stream was split into several screens: one showing the reaction of the Protoss Space Fleet, another showing "Roxevis" waiting to take the stage, another showing the interior of the Dalos Palace, another showing the altar of the Temple of the West, and the last showing the inner world of High Priest Bama.
The netizens are not quite sure how this inner world was transmitted, but on that split screen, there is a special label that reads "This is a memory of the inner world of the High Priest Bama".
What people see at this moment is a young girl, a sweet and beautiful alien girl with exotic charm.
Due to some peculiar psychic reactions, most people could sense the emotions of the wrinkled old man, High Priest Bama, even through the screen—a state intertwined with curiosity, shyness, tension, and a touch of excitement.
"Holy crap! What's that old man's condition right now?"
"Holy crap! This is true girlish charm!"
"What the heck? Someone tell me if I just fast-forwarded! I need an analyst!!!"
In the scene, the saintess Dococosia, with a youthful and budding look, gazes at a statue in a temple with a look of longing in her eyes. This look completely affects Bama, who is now highly immersed in the scene, displaying a strong sense of budding love and girlish affection.
Unfortunately, during the live stream, whether it was the video backend operator's doing or not, the image of Bama himself would be projected onto the saintess from time to time, showing her as a young girl on one hand and her wrinkled old face on the other.
"Holy crap! This is horrific!"
"Oh my god, I'm going blind! But why can't I stop watching? Do I have a problem with my orientation...?"
"Oh, NO! ThisismyhallucinationThisismyhallucination!"
"FUCK!"
"The titanium alloy dog's eye is shattered... but I still want to see it..."
The live stream was intelligently controlled, and because the number of people around the world following Bama's inner meeting was the largest, that image was magnified, while the other images were squeezed into a corner.
The scene shifts, and the saintess Dococosia, or rather the High Priestess of Bama, is slumped on the ground in a "girlish slump" posture, one hand supporting her on the ground and the other hand pressing on a pendant on her chest, staring at the sky in terror.
The sky turned blood red, with bright red lightning flashing continuously. A mournful howl echoed from beyond the heavens to Dalos's original home planet, and the ground was filled with terrified ancient Dalos people.
Time passed like flowing water, and this fear lasted for several years. Then one day, the entire planet of Dalos experienced a strong sense of weightlessness, with earthquakes and tsunamis occurring everywhere, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.
After things calmed down, it was night, and people discovered that the starry sky had changed; the familiar stars were no longer visible.
Then, a deep, weary sigh, tinged with regret, came from beyond the heavens, and all was calm.
Complete silence descended; the Western Radiance Cult could no longer feel the response of the true God, and the Holy Maiden could no longer hear the voice of God.
...
The High Priest Bama groggily awoke from his "memory," slumped onto the altar in the same "girlish slump" posture he remembered, his face already streaked with tears.
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