Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 269 Demigods of the Old Era
"Incredible..."

"He actually woke up?"

"..."

I could vaguely hear a group of people exclaiming in my ears; my eyelids felt very heavy and I could hardly open them.

who I am……

The chaotic brain was still a mess, unable to think, but driven by some kind of instinct, the chaotic thoughts were reorganized, and the past events of birth, surgery, training, and battle were sorted out one by one.

“I am...Moragala.”

A sudden realization dawned on him, and his brain, which had suffered severe damage over the long years, began to repair itself.

The year is 20163 in the Galactic Calendar, the 14th Galactic Year since the discovery of the Space Serpent, and the 5th year since the death of General Tyloan.

Because of the phrase "In the eyes of that serpent... there is...", on the orders of the Second Republic's Chief Scientific Controller, the psionic warrior Morogalo led the first task force to explore the space serpent.

However, during this process, the first task force was entangled by numerous strange life forms surrounding the giant space serpent, and more than half of the members perished. Morogaro decisively ordered the remaining members to flee, hoping that some would survive.

After that, Muragara fell into a deep sleep.

He thought he was dead, but it seems he survived?
Opening their eyes, the psionic warrior was greeted by a multitude of distinct faces surrounding them.

The faces of the men, women, and children showed surprise, confusion, and curiosity. What puzzled Morogaro was that these people were dressed in what appeared to be silk and linen clothing, primitive and simple, not at all like interstellar humans.

"Humans stranded on a primitive planet?"

During humanity's expansion across the stars, numerous planets became inhabited by humans. However, with the outbreak of the six-thousand-year war, many administrative planets fell into a power vacuum, lost their space supply lines, and many planets lacking industry were simply unable to maintain their existing lifestyles. On those highly prosperous planets, famine, disease, and death raged, and some even regressed to the era of cold weapons or primitive tribes.

Although both the First Empire and the Second Republic have been working to unify humanity since the First Empire ended the Six Thousand Year War, a large number of planets remain outside their control.

Did I fall onto a primitive planet for unknown reasons?
Morogara was thinking calmly.

If that's really the case... although it's a bit troublesome, with the power of the psionic warriors, he should be able to unify this fringe planet within six months and send a message into space to have the Second Republic send someone to pick him up.

"Wow! He opened his eyes..."

"His eyes are so beautiful..."

"Wait, the priestess is here."

Amid the noise, the crowd parted in unison, revealing a young girl with a youthful face and clothes far more elaborate than the others.

When he looked at her, Morogaro was unusually surprised. It had nothing to do with her appearance. Although the girl looked cute, there were plenty of cute girls out there. A psionic warrior who had lived for over a thousand years would not be surprised by appearance.

What truly surprised Morogaro was that the girl clearly had a space fleet communicator hanging around her neck.

The girl tilted her head, asking somewhat uncertainly.

"Are you... a demigod of the Empire?"

An empire? What's that?
Morogara was filled with doubts.

……

The Second Republic is dead.

The girl named Hasegawa Tan'ei tried her best to put on a sorrowful expression before telling Morogara the news that was two thousand years overdue.

It is now the year 22049 of the Galactic Calendar, nearly two thousand years since Morogalo set out, which is the year 548 of the Last Calendar. About 1500 years after Morogalo's departure, or five hundred years ago, the Second Republic, unable to resolve the World Eater issue, was ultimately overthrown by the discontented who established the Third Reich.

This place isn't some primitive planet, but rather the back of the giant space serpent that Morogara spoke of.

"Hmm...you might have been floating around the Father of Snakes for too long, and only recently fell to the ground?"

The girl covered her head in distress and guessed.

According to the girl, she found Morogalo in the nearby jungle. At that time, Morogalo had turned into a semi-lithic fossil, which almost made her think that Morogalo was dead. However, her faint psychic energy made her realize that this humanoid fossil seemed to be still alive.

In other words, Morogara was actually picked up from the wild by a young girl.

Morogara's expression was blank, but beneath his calm exterior, undercurrents were surging.

The Second Republic is dead.

For a moment, even psionic warriors found it difficult to withstand such an impact.

"However, in many places the Empire still follows the system of the Second Republic. Don't worry, you are, after all, a demigod, and the Empire still treats demigods like you very well."

As if sensing Morogara's confusion, the girl patted her flat chest confidently.

Demi god.

Morogalo was no stranger to the term "girl." In fact, during the Second Republic, many interstellar humans had already addressed psionic warriors as "demigods."

[A demigod, powerful as a god, more like a god than a man, walking among the stars.]

A demigod, one in a thousand administrative planets and one in billions of humans, is indeed worshipped as a god on many planets, though this title has never been the official term. However, it seems that for this Third Reich, psionic warriors hold a special significance. "The communicator around my neck can contact the Imperial fleet, but... whether or not to contact the Empire is the choice you make."

The girl said earnestly.

Although she looks very young, and even when she puts on a serious face she still looks cute, the girl understands that this decision may determine Morogaro's future fate. This is not something the girl can decide; it must be Morogaro's own choice.

Morogara paused for a moment.

"Send the signal."

During the ten-odd days of waiting for the fleet to arrive, Morogara will stay here temporarily, and the girl will volunteer to act as his guide.

……

Sunny day.

In the wild, the sun shines brightly, petals fall in profusion, and tiny wildflowers cover the ground. With a gentle breath, a faint fragrance wafts into your nose.

Unlike the carefree girl beside him, Morogara was observing carefully. Even after staying there for several days, he still found it incredible that there could be life on the back of that giant space serpent? And even that it was so suitable for human habitation?

I looked up, and the sun overhead moved slowly.

A clear sky, green grass, blooming flowers, and a village in the distance... everything is too normal, but that's precisely why it's so abnormal.

How could it be so comfortable on the back of that giant snake?
Gazing upwards, his pupils, comparable to those of an astronomical telescope, contracted slightly, but through that layer of sky, those vaguely visible, strange monsters emerged. Morogaro had seen those monsters before; they were the very monsters that had caused the psionic warrior squad to suffer more than half its casualties.

Although it's hard to admit, all the signs indicate that this is indeed the back of that giant space serpent.

"Because this place is located between the scales of the Serpent Father, those dark spirit creatures can't get here, so it's very safe. As for that sun... it seems to be the leftover scraps from the Serpent Father's meal, which revolves around him, causing the sunrise and sunset."

The girl answered Muragara's questions in a soft voice.

Morogara spoke, his gaze fixed on the sky.

"The person who first found this place must have spent a lot of time and effort."

"Hmph, of course."

The girl raised her head proudly, her face full of pride.

"I heard that it took two ancestors a long time to find this safe place. Also, I'll let you in on a secret: I am actually a descendant of those two ancestors."

Although he spoke in a mysterious tone, as if saying "I don't tell just anyone this," his small face, which was almost touching Morogalo, clearly conveyed the words "Be surprised, be amazed!"

However, Moroghala did not cater to her interests.

Ancestors...

With a slight thought, the soldier remembered the two stone statues, one male and one female, in the center of the village. The male statue had obvious signs of mechanical modification and a serious expression; the other had a smile on its lips and looked gentle and kind.

I didn't quite understand before, but it seems these are the two stone statues.

Is the girl in front of me the descendant of those two people?
"However, it is precisely because we are too close to the Father of the Serpent that many technological creations cannot be used here, and even the psychic energy has been weakened a lot. That's why everyone has chosen to live this kind of life... I heard that the psychic energy of the people in the Ringworld is so strong that they don't even need to speak. Is that true?"

The girl opened her eyes wide and asked with some curiosity.

Morogara's expression remained unchanged; he simply nodded.

From the very beginning, he realized that there was an invisible suppression in this small world. Everyone, including the girl, had very weak spiritual energy and communicated with each other using language.

However, even now, Moroghala still has one question in his mind.

"Hasegawa Tan'ei, why do the villagers all call you a shrine maiden?"

Finally, the soldier spoke up and asked.

Many aspects of this village differed from those of the interstellar humans, which wasn't surprising considering they lived on the back of a giant space serpent and had long been isolated from the outside world. But what puzzled Morogaro most was that a clearly still very young girl was revered by everyone, even having her communicator, used to communicate with the outside world, hanging around her neck…

Why? Morogh couldn't figure it out.

He even suspected at one point that the girl was pretending to be naive, and was actually a cunning mastermind behind the scenes, with all her silly behavior intended to lower his guard. Of course, in the end, he dismissed this suspicion because he was certain that the girl was simply simple-minded, and with her intelligence, she couldn't possibly be the mastermind.

It was precisely because of this that Morogara, having lowered his guard, finally asked the question.

The girl paused for a moment upon hearing this, and a hint of unease appeared on her usually vibrant face—something Morogara had never seen in her before.

In his mind, this girl had always been as radiant and full of vitality as the sun, and he couldn't imagine what could have made her look so gloomy.

After hesitating for a moment, the girl finally spoke.

"Actually, in the village..."

But before he could finish speaking, Morogara suddenly raised his head, and the girl stopped talking. The two of them looked up at the sky. In the clouds, amidst the rolling sea of ​​clouds, the towering Sky City slowly revealed its true form, like a divine kingdom descending.

Warships of the Third Reich appeared.

(End of this chapter)