Chapter 791 The Sealed Holy White Stone
Three guardians in white robes stood at the closest place to the holy object. They closed their eyes and prayed, then their bodies gradually left the ground. The pure white magic extended from their backs and then stretched outwards to become holy wings.
Light Feather Sequence 8: Angel's Descendant
Since the "Eternal Covenant of Loranxia" was established, it has been difficult to find a Sequence 9 extraordinary person in the world. Sequence 8 is the pinnacle of mortals. According to the agreement made by Isanissa that year, every few years, suitable candidates will be selected to become the guardians stationed at the Holy White Melody. They are hermits who have made a vow and bid farewell to everything in the past. Their only mission is to guard this important holy object of human civilization.
This time, the holy object was moved back to the central federation, and they naturally went with it. Originally, the envoys did not like these guardians, but at this moment, the existence of this group of guardians has become the ballast stone in the hearts of everyone present.
When the three top-level guardians floated up, their magic power and aura merged into one, and together with the central white holy relic boulder, they emitted a faint halo, and then the sacred ripples spread in all directions. Such ripples ignored the obstruction of matter, like delicate water waves, constantly washing and spreading, gradually submerging the entire starship.
As if relying on some characteristics of the holy relic, wherever these pale white ripples spread, the Aigeka particles tended to be stable and difficult to be mobilized by spiritual consciousness, which made many extraordinary abilities invalid. In the battle, many illusion species that raided the starship lost the ability to flicker in space.
The battle started again inside the starship, but this time it was much easier to deal with. After losing the elusive displacement ability, these illusion species that entered the starship were like butterflies in a cage, and were smashed and killed by the endless defensive force.
Two hours later, the interior of the starship was cleaned up and the situation returned to calm again.
[The battle status is lifted. Please return to your original work. The starship will enter the superluminal navigation status again.]
After hearing this notice, some people who experienced the battle finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I was scared to death. When I finally came out of the storage room where I was hiding, I saw corpses all over the restaurant. Some of them were the people who had just eaten with me." A crew member patted his chest in shock, as if to verify whether he was still alive.
"If I had hidden here at the time, I might have died."
"How terrible, is this the new race left over from the Fifth Era? So cruel."
"It should be. I heard that the wars of that era were particularly cruel."
The remaining few people supported each other and left the restaurant covered with blood. They planned to take a leave of absence after returning this time to rest for a while to ease the shock they suffered this time.
In the subsequent voyage, the fleet did not encounter any attacks or raids and arrived safely in the central star field.
"It seems that the new race left over from the Fifth Era does not have much strength." An accompanying Golden Flame Flower Temple priest commented.
"It is impossible for them to have large-scale residential planets and space stations. They can only hide in a corner like rats. I'm afraid they have done their best to launch this raid."
"Thank you, Her Highness Isanissa, for expelling these disgusting races."
With the excitement of these crew members, the starship slowly entered the starport and then moored for docking.
Everyone gradually relaxed, but in a corner of the starship, a crew member who survived the battle also opened his eyes in confusion. He touched his cut chest, which was now bandaged, but his brain was still dizzy. Just as he was about to lie down and rest for a while, a charming voice sounded in his mind.
"Get off the bed and go out and take a look."
This voice seemed to have magic, making him unable to resist, so he slowly stood up from the bed, changed into the crew's work clothes, and walked out of the wounded lounge.
"Leaving so soon? Although your injury is not serious, it is better to rest more." The doctor on duty kindly reminded.
"It's okay. I'm tired of lying down. I want to go out for some fresh air. We should have arrived at the port by now." The man replied.
"We have arrived at the port, but it will take some time for the inspection and handover." The doctor took a look at the injured logistics crew member and ticked his discharge application.
[Fifth Fleet 776th Detachment, H67 Ship, Logistics Department Food and Material Manager, Geo]
[Status: Minor Injury → Healed, Allowed to Travel]
Seeing the green icon on his terminal indicating that he could leave, Geo nodded to the doctor and then walked out of the medical observation room.
At this moment, the starship is still in the stage of port inspection. The AI on the starship and the main control AI in the starport are handing over, and the other party is allowed to conduct a comprehensive scan of the interior of the starship, and the autonomous unit is dispatched to inspect key areas.
For ordinary crew members, this is a boring rest time. Occasionally, people gathered together in the corridor to chat, talking about the unexpected battle they encountered not long ago.
"Are all those phantom-eyed species female? Although they are very ferocious, they are all pretty."
"Haha, you have forgotten the pain after the wound healed. Now that you are no longer dangerous, you are interested in beautiful alien species."
"The genes of the new races have been screened and edited layer by layer. All those who do not meet the requirements have been killed. Of course, they are much prettier than normal people." Some knowledgeable crew members popularized science.
"But it is really surprising that we can still see phantom-eyed species now. Their dark sun fell in the middle of the fifth era."
Hearing such discussions, Geo felt a little irritable in his mind, which made his nerves twitch like pain. Following the instinct of seeking benefits and avoiding harm, he left the few people who were talking and walked to the other side of the passage.
This leads to the outer edge of the starship. You can overlook the distant view of the galaxy outside and the nearby starport buildings through the transparent metal glass on the sky corridor.
When he came here, his brain felt a lot more comfortable, so he simply stopped in the corridor and looked at the scenery outside, the beautiful and vast galaxy, and the blue planet below.
"Where is this?" The enchanting voice came to his mind again.
This is... the planet where the Tear Moon Crown lives, located in the Green Moon Star Region. He subconsciously thought of this information.
"Green Moon Star Region..." The voice hummed and repeated the term.
...
The subsequent handover ceremony of the holy objects went smoothly. "Loranxia's Eternal Covenant" was temporarily placed on the planet where the Tear Moon Crown lives. Now the Fifth Fleet is stationed in the Green Moon Star Region. There are also many "Fire Lotus-Brilliant Star" faction organizations on the Tear Moon Crown, which is very safe.
Logically, this "holy object" should be transported directly to the Federation's capital planet in the Crown Star Region, but that is the territory of the Third Fleet, and it is also a planet with a very strong political atmosphere and the strictest governance. There is no problem with safety there, but how to manage it afterwards may not be completely controlled by the "Fire Lotus-Brilliant Star" faction.
After the handover, the fleet was attacked by a new race on the way back. This is a rare event for the Federation officials, and it is also the only time in hundreds of years that they have encountered a force outside of civilization. Soon, the members of the Central Council began to discuss this matter.
"Although they didn't succeed, it also means that they haven't completely disappeared in this galaxy. Maybe they are hiding in some dark corner." Someone expressed concern.
"We should increase the budget to set up patrol points and warning points on many key routes in the galaxy."
"No, no, no, this cost is too huge. You probably don't understand how vast the galaxy is." Some people discussed the potential safety hazards.
Although the discussion on this issue was heated at the meeting, some members still had heavy expressions and didn't say a word. They were not worried about the new races that had already become rats, but what it meant for Pulin to move the "holy relic" to the central star field.
According to common sense, the holy relic covenant should be sent directly to the Crown Star Field and handed over to the Third Fleet and the Golden Flame Flower Cathedral for joint custody, but Pulin did not do so, and left it in the Green Moon Star Field.
If the Imperial Seal in the ancient Earth era meant destiny and orthodoxy to the Eastern Dynasty, then in the current Sixth Era, the "Eternal Covenant of Loranshia" has a similar symbolic meaning. This was the first covenant made by His Highness and Aijaka's will, and was later obtained by Isanissa, who used it to open up the Sixth Era and passed it to the three countries as a token for preservation. It has extremely important significance and a powerful influence in fact. Whoever can master it can bring great appeal.
Pulin does not want to be limited to the status of a Sun-level singer, but wants to go further and obtain power that even Aimulalin has never touched.
Many people can accept her becoming the most powerful singer in the Federation and ruling the country for decades, but when she wants to take full control of everything and completely change the structural system of the Federation, some people can no longer bear it.
"This can't go on. If she really gets three covenants, what drastic changes will happen, which is beyond our expectations."
"If she wants to gain eternal life through the "Covenant of Loranshia", it is not impossible. After all, it is the power of talking to Him and modifying the extraordinary laws. '
'It's too dangerous. She is just a Sunday-level singer. She will also retire one day, just like Isenissa, handing over power to future generations. But if she uses the "covenant", will she really be as selfless and great as Isenissa? Will she hand over power to future generations peacefully? '
'I don't believe it. It's impossible from her personality. '
'How can a burning chariot stop by itself? What she despises most is the kind of cowardly coward. Whether it is to practice her own ideas or follow the inertia of her personality, she will not let go of power. '
'If it is Heshia Tilan who has the holy relic now, I still have some faith, because this singer does not have a strong desire for power, but Pulin, it is impossible. ' '
This is a very dangerous behavior. No one knows what will happen after the three covenants are gathered. That "Loranxia" is not Her Highness of the Pure Wind. It is said that the personalities of the two are very different. As mortals, we'd better not have too high expectations. '
'But what can we do now? Is there any voice in the Federation that can resist Pulin? '
People can accept short-term power, but eternal power makes people sleepless. The migration of the holy relics has caused undercurrents in the Federation, and many factions and forces have many expectations and concerns.
A week later, Pulin came to the Tear Moon Crown Residence Planet where the holy relics were placed. Accompanied by a group of experts and scholars, they are all people who have studied the history of the Federation and the ancient secret history deeply.
"The holy relics are stored in the temporary temple underground, where the sworn guardians and our personnel are guarding together." The commander who greeted Pulin introduced the current situation.
"Take me to see the covenant." Pulin asked him to lead the way.
"Yes, Your Highness." The commander of the 'Fire Lotus-Brilliant Star' faction responded loyally.
In the next few hours, the group passed through layers of defense and went through more than 20 inspections, and finally arrived at the hall where the holy relics were placed.
Looking at the white boulder more than five meters high not far away, many people looked puzzled and surprised.
"Is this the holy object? Why does it look like a stone?"
"This stone is like an upright egg marble, round and standard. I wonder who made it."
"According to records, at that time, a religious group that believed in the Four Primordials was invited to use a special secret method to cut and seal the 'Eternal Covenant of Loranxia'. The power used for this seal seemed to be assisted by the relics left by the witch of the Holy White Stone - Imitation Huasilin."
"The seal left by the witch..." Someone murmured this ancient and mysterious term, recalling the amazing figures in history.
"If the seal is broken, I'm afraid it will be difficult to seal it with the original method in the future." After all, the witches sank into the Sea of Aegeka, and now they can't find the relics with their power.
"It's ridiculous. With such a huge federation and a civilization of trillions of people, is it not as good as the Earth era in the Third Era?"
"There must be a way, but it has not been opened yet and no one has studied it, so we don't know."
"This..." Although some people don't believe it, it's not easy to question it. After all, judging from the meaning of the volcano singer, the seal must be opened.
In the eyes of everyone's expectation and questioning, Pulin Koko raised her hand and temporarily stopped the discussion on the scene. She circled around the huge white stone alone, then walked closer, crossed the defense line of the three guardians, gently placed her hand on the white boulder, and closed her eyes to perceive it.
The sealed holy white stone was like a silent sighing mountain, isolating Pulin's consciousness, so that she could only vaguely perceive a strange and unknown rhythm.
This rhythm was like an extremely distant song, ethereal and ethereal, but also hazy and illusory. It seemed to be telling something, but once she concentrated and listened carefully, she could not hear anything.
Facing such a holy object, Pulin frowned slightly. This vague and indistinguishable state made her feel a little uncomfortable, just like those people who always play dumb and don't give the answer.
"You guys start preparing to unlock the seal of this holy object." She gave the order directly.
"But..."
"No buts." She turned around, and her fiery red eyes brought huge mental pressure to the opponents, as if they were burned by flames, causing severe mental pain.
As a sun-level singer, this was already the result of Pulin's slight tolerance. If she really got angry, the opponent in front of her might be burned to ashes on the spot.
The king's order cannot be questioned. After Pulin gave the order, many institutions and departments of the federal central government started to work at full capacity like huge machines and began to explore ways to break the seal.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
