Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 260 The real goal is...

In a special, open space, as if in outer space, above the void, a kind old man looked at Tiloan in front of him.

"Young man, relax your mind. It's safe here. You can do whatever you want."

Facing the somewhat nervous Tyloan, this one of the most powerful psionic masters in the galaxy emitted peaceful mental ripples, soothing Tyloan's mind.

Every human in the entire galaxy possesses psionic abilities, but only a very few are known as psionic masters.

These psychic masters are shrouded in numerous legends and mystique.

Some claim that the Psykers have long since transcended physical form and exist solely as spirits; others say that the Psykers are beings capable of traversing time and space, having appeared in various eras and guiding humanity's progress; still others, conspiracy theorists, believe that the Psykers are actually the behind-the-scenes rulers of the entire galaxy, secretly controlling it through their powerful mind control abilities.

Tiloan's status was not low; within his sector, he was a figure standing above thousands of administrative planets. However, this glory paled in comparison to that of the psionic master.

"Yes, Master Paparoci."

Facing this legendary psychic master, Tiloan suppressed his nervousness and nodded.

Psychic power is an extremely mysterious force that originates from within a person's heart. It is like an inner eye that can perceive many things that ordinary people cannot.

Regarding the events surrounding Hope Star, Tyloan was the sole survivor, but even Tyloan himself couldn't explain why. After much deliberation, the Second Republic specifically invited a psychic master, hoping to use the master's expertise to investigate what had happened to Tyloan.

There are some things that even Tiloan himself may not know, but the subconscious mind knows. Through communication with the subconscious mind, the psychic master may be able to know more.

Before him stood a psychic master named Paparoch, smiling.

"Close your eyes."

Tiloan obediently complied, and to the psionic master, the general was as compliant as a child who had not yet grown up.

The Psionic Master then extended one of his fingers and touched Tyloan's forehead.

"Tilonia, what did you see on Hope Star?"

The master's voice wasn't loud, but in this absolutely quiet meditation space where no sound waves or light were reflected, it was exceptionally clear.

"I saw..."

Beside Tiloan, mental fluctuations were gently trembling, proof that he was being disturbed by a vast mental energy.

"A gigantic snake, incredibly large, lay sprawled upon the star, surrounded by our unmanned machines and several command ships..."

"And then something happened."

The master patiently guided him.

He gazed at Tiloan before him, and through the finger pointing between his eyebrows, Paparoch's psychic powers were probing Tiloan's mind.

Everything that Tyloan could remember would appear before his eyes, without missing a single detail.

Then it opened its eyes.

"Who opened their eyes?"

"That giant snake."

"What's next?"

An unnatural fear appeared on Tiloan's face, an inexplicable terror, which was then soothed by gentle psychic energy.

Tiloan closed her eyes and unconsciously bit her lip.

"A glimmer of light..."

"and then?"

"I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling and an unfamiliar woman. I had awakened in the center of a life form..."

The master quietly watched the scene before him. In Tiloan's memory, after seeing that light, he fell into a state of blurred consciousness, and then he was in the center of the life form.

Most psychics can only do this much, but that's just how psychics work.

Undeterred by this, the psychic master continued.

"Eye of Tyloan, what do you see?"

Looking into those eyes, the master rebuked them.

On Tiloan's face, his closed eyes twitched strangely, and then an invisible image appeared.

When psychic energy reaches a certain level, all sorts of incredible and magical abilities will emerge. Inanimate objects can be given a mind, cold machines can have a soul, and commanding a pair of eyes is not impossible.

In the information transmitted through those eyes, "it" saw the giant serpent in the vast space, countless unmanned machines, the image of the sector commander with a relaxed and cheerful face, and the psionic warriors who seemed to realize that something was wrong.

Then, the giant snake opened its eyes.

The next moment, everything changed.

In the vast expanse of space, the giant serpent lay prostrate on the star, its head raised, its pupils emitting an incredible, strange light, like two extra suns, the most dazzling and radiant thing in the entire vast space.

Beside the giant serpent, the unmanned machinery had disintegrated into dust, the spaceship was shattered, and the remains of corpses could still be vaguely seen. The psionic warrior beside it had died a violent death, but his body, which was covered with psionic circuits, seemed to still be emitting the last bit of psionic power.

It was that last bit of spiritual energy that successfully teleported Tiloan to a nearby star system just before he was about to die.

The psionic master remained silent. Among these psionic warriors, he could see several disciples he had personally trained.

“Tilorian Ear, what have you seen?”

The ears also transmitted some sounds to the master, but the sounds were basically the same as what the eyes saw.

Whether it was their eyes, their ears, or Tiloan himself, everyone believed that in a certain instant, everything changed. And the source of all this change lay in those open pupils, the strange light... "Is it time...?"

The master pondered that this strange situation could only be attributed to time.

This beast, believed to be a star-devouring monster, seems to possess some strange powers that even interstellar humans have failed to master.

Finally, the master inquired about the last being who might know all of this.

“Spirit of Tyloan, have you sensed something?”

That elusive soul, the source of everything in Tiloan, is being awakened by the master.

Tiloan's face gradually stiffened, and a strange voice spoke.

“I noticed it… in the snake’s eyes… there is… there is… there is…”

In the end, for some reason, Tiloan's soul seemed to get stuck, repeating himself over and over, unable to speak.

The master sensed something was wrong and rebuked him sharply.

"Spirit of Tiloan, speak what you feel!"

But then, Tiloan, who should have been under the master's psychic control, stopped speaking and instead strangely opened his eyes.

Almost the instant he looked directly into those eyes, the master felt a sense of danger throughout his body; those were definitely not Tiloan's eyes!
There was no color in his deathly white pupils.

"not good!"

Sensing an unprecedented crisis, the master, in a panic, hurriedly tried to break free from his body; however, all his secret techniques failed to save him.

After a while.

Inside the study, the master and Tiloan sat quietly, just as they had in life, except that their pupils were frozen and lifeless.

……

"Master Paparoci is dead."

Ten minutes later, in a uniquely shaped spherical room, the president of the association received the news.

He pursed his lips, and after a long while, he finally spoke.

"It's really...it's really..."

The words were already on the tip of his tongue, but the intense anger in his heart made him unable to say them.

Just then, a message arrived.

“Scholar Virudor, there is a small academic conference on the Star-Eating Beast Satan, and I hope you will attend.”

……

“Scholar Virudhaka, I think I have discovered the monster’s true target.”

In the virtual mental conference room, he bowed slightly to a young scholar who had rushed in, and then said.

Virudha looked at him and the other scholars who had come with him, and then spoke.

"The real goal?"

"Yes."

The young scholar began to speak.

"We have always known very little about this behemoth. We only know that it seems to like feeding on stars, but that's about it. But now that it has devoured the Faraway Star, its direction of travel is becoming clearer."

Virydo looked at him, gesturing for him to continue.

So, the young scholar first sprinkled a sesame seed on the table.

"If these sesame seeds were stars..."

Then he placed a pumpkin in the center of the scattered sesame seeds.

"This pumpkin is actually the black hole at the center of the Milky Way."

Then, he took out a small piece of biscuit and placed it among the many scattered sesame seeds.

As he spoke, the young scholar bowed again and gestured with his hand.

"And this... is our circular world. So, what do you think a wild beast would do?"

Immediately afterward, the table transformed into a star map of the Milky Way. On this star map, following the direction of the Solar System, the Faraway Galaxy, and the direction the behemoth was advancing, a straight line could be faintly discerned, and at the end of that line…

It is the most dazzling jewel above the head of interstellar human civilization, built with the resources of 75 star systems, after extinguishing 4 stars and taking 15000 galactic years.

A ring world.

Veretha's eyes darkened.

“Scholar Virudor, at that beast’s speed, it would probably reach the Ring World in 2300 galactic years.”

Another scholar said.

Looking at the star map in front of him, Virudhaka gritted his teeth and finally gave up the idea of ​​capturing it. He said fiercely.

"Kill it! Kill this filthy beast!"

(End of this chapter)