The mortals roared in anger.
They raised their swords.
Towards the once high and mighty gods, towards the source of their power, towards the source of the miracles that caused the destruction of this world, the root of all evil.
Challenge them!
They shouted.
This world has never belonged to the gods!
From beginning to end, this world has only had one master.
That's humankind.
In the past, all truth was in the hands of the gods, and the words they spoke were the truth.
But now, mortals want to tell the gods a truth.
Adults, times have changed!
Truth no longer belongs exclusively to the gods, nor is it defined solely by the gods.
...
...
"All branches, please follow headquarters' instructions. Countdown begins!"
"Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven..."
"three!"
"two!
"
"one!
!
"start up--"
In the tense atmosphere that made countless people hold their breath, all the ministers and acting ministers of the Watchers' various branches simultaneously pressed a button that had never been activated before.
Beep—
As soon as the button was pressed, before all the branch managers could even catch their breath, they heard the roar of steel... coming from beneath their feet!
This is!
?
Under the astonished gaze of many, these branches, large and small, revealed a completely different side of themselves.
These buildings, scattered across the globe, are not merely for establishing teleportation points to facilitate movement.
Amidst the tremors, the ground beneath their feet cracked open, revealing massive, dark cannon barrels rising from the foundation.
Its simple and unadorned design, however, brings with it the most ferocious deterrent power due to its enormous caliber.
Cannon barrel? No, it's definitely not that simple.
These weapons, scattered across countless corners of the world, are by no means merely for firing a few shells.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Amidst the increasingly rapid roar, like a heartbeat, faint lights appeared in the cannon barrels, which then became dazzling and intensely hot in a short moment!
If someone could observe this world from above, at this moment, they would see countless points of light shining on the surface of the entire star.
These lights are the result of the efforts that mortals have been preparing for over a thousand years.
If one point of light is not enough, then the power of gathering all the points of light together... will absolutely shock everyone.
The last of the three wonders of the Watchers, and also the least known of them all.
People only know that the Watchers will witness three great wonders, but they are not clear about their true nature.
Its name is—[The Watcher]
Even before the Watchmen's branch was established, and even before the Prophets became the Watchmen, there was a group of people who were already prepared for the day when God would return to this world.
They were the first group of watchmen, and also the last group of followers of the prophet.
Having witnessed mortals ruling the world, they are the most optimistic, holding the most beautiful wishes for this world.
But those who have truly witnessed the power of the gods are also the most pessimistic, understanding just how terrifying the power of the gods truly is.
Past experiences remain in their hearts; no matter how wonderful their lives may have been, they will always be awakened in the darkness of night.
They cannot forget those painful days; their past experiences have taught them to protect themselves with the most pessimistic mindset.
They will not be disappointed as long as they do not have any expectations.
Having experienced hope themselves, they don't want their descendants to lose the right to have hope!
Absolutely not!
This group firmly believes that the gods will never give up their plunder and destruction of this world.
In order to prevent their descendants from suffering the same pain they did, they chose to make sacrifices.
Covered in wounds, they stepped forward again at a time when they could have rested, choosing the most difficult path.
In this process, countless people went into hiding, using their knowledge to search for a path that might not even exist.
They were building a weapon that they didn't know when it would be useful.
The Watcher was designed with only one purpose from the very beginning—to kill a god.
This is almost impossible.
Fortunately, they succeeded.
It was from that time that the Prophet Society completely changed its name to the Watchmen, and established branches in various corners of the world, nominally as outposts.
This is just the surface; only a very few people know the truth behind it.
The Watchers were born.
All these parts, large and small, are components of this weapon.
Over thousands of years, it has been accumulating power and secretly absorbing free-floating magic.
These facilities, built among ordinary people, both protect them and absorb magical energy, keeping the level of magical energy at a level that does not affect ordinary people.
Some people may see this as a restriction, but it is actually a form of protection.
Those people didn't really know if the weapons they spent their lives creating would ever come in handy, or even if they would be replaced by innovations from later generations and become a pile of scrap metal.
They don't mind.
They don't mind if their efforts ultimately come to nothing, because it's best if they never need them.
That means the gods will not return, or mortals no longer need the protection provided by their elders.
But as long as the weapon can still function, their efforts will not have been in vain.
They are still protecting their children.
...
In the "Eye of Insight".
The current Insightful One awoke, but now he bowed his head respectfully and huddled in a corner, not daring to breathe.
Because right before his eyes, the once empty space was now filled with tens of thousands of golden lights and shadows.
This is the true nature of the Eye of Insight, one of the wonders of the Watchers.
It is the guardians of countless knowledge systems who, before their deaths, voluntarily upload their blank consciousness, sacrificing themselves to become part of the computing power.
At this moment, these light and shadow figures, devoid of self-awareness, are performing calculations at full capacity.
They are providing the most precise calculations for the Watcher's shooting!
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Castle in the Sky
Once she regained consciousness, Alice sat in her seat, quietly watching the illusory figures appear around her.
Those who have passed away, those who refused to give up, and those whose souls were preserved in this city have all awakened at this moment.
This is not out of a desire to live, but rather an act of joining the great cause of "god-slaying".
This is the mortals' counterattack.
"Dignity lies only on the edge of a sword, and truth lies only within the range of a cannon."
And now...
The sword that slays gods has been wielded by mortals.
So they felt it was time to have a proper talk with the gods.
To kill a god with the power of a mortal.
"Can't you do it?"
Alice looked at them, then suddenly smiled and stood up, looking at the twinkling lights outside.
She said:
"It's possible!"
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