Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 488 Blue Star Divine Kingdom Guards' Critical Strike
In the instant before rushing into that altar, Belial, the Lord of Twilight, was overwhelmed with a thousand thoughts and a myriad of emotions in that battlefield that had been slightly adjusted by the [Eye of Time].

His figure froze in mid-air for a moment, his white robe fluttering in the wind.

Beneath his feet lay the brutal carnage of a starry world, above him stretched an unreachable net of laws, and ahead lay the radiant hope of becoming a god.

His leap was a complete and desperate gamble.

The Tower of Twilight is too difficult.

Whether it's the predecessors of the Twilight Tower, the rivals of various human nations, or the hypocritical and treacherous gods, they have almost blocked all the possible paths.

Despite his extraordinary talent and painstaking efforts, Belial had no chance to come into contact with the gods. What could he do?

Only someone with his great wisdom, perseverance, and a touch of madness could have created this sliver of opportunity.

The path to godhood is within reach.

He seemed to have already stepped onto the steps of a divine kingdom.

Then, he missed a step.

The Lord of Twilight crashed into a huge central hall in an extremely inelegant manner, like a wild goose landing on a sandy beach.

This is an underground base deep within the northwestern plateau of Dongxia.

The Cihang Engineering Department in Dongxia, which is specifically responsible for handling matters related to the Starry Sky, currently has three main core areas.

The first area is Ziyun Mountain, where the Tree of Life [Sprout] is located, along with dozens of research and service institutions supporting it. Of course, there is also a sanatorium and resort area where the command of the [Compassionate Voyage] project often holds meetings.

Not seeking special privileges doesn't mean you have to suffer.

Even if some members of [Cihang] have the awareness to put others before themselves, it cannot be guaranteed that everyone has this awareness. Therefore, it is only natural to let everyone rest more in this beautiful place and cultivate a better spirit to serve [Cihang].

If we were to ignore human nature and use the standards of saints to measure everyone's selfish desires, and try to control the upper echelons tightly, I'm afraid even the current leaders might not be able to maintain order.

The second core area is Star Shield Star City.

This city was set up entirely for the "stargazing" operation in the Starry World. Various research institutes, professional laboratories, manufacturers, and supporting projects related to the Starry World are all located here.

For example, the infamous Necromancer Research Center occupies two large districts on the north side of Star Shield New City.

Those researchers in white coats who deal with skeletons, zombies, and ghosts all day long—their births, aging, illnesses, and deaths, their loves and hates—will all be firmly confined to this city until the Starry World is fully deciphered.

The third part is the Tianhe Base located here.

On the surface, this is a public-private partnership backup launch test site belonging to the Eastern Xia military, responsible for undertaking secondary launch missions that overflow from other launch bases.

A backup plan that is considered a backup option.

For example, the core base is responsible for launching lunar probes during this period, the No. 1 base is responsible for launching components related to the space station, and the meteorological bureau has a temporary need to launch a meteorological satellite, which is when the Tianhe satellite will be needed.

The Tianhe base only has about two or three launch missions a year; the rest of the time it's on vacation.

According to popular legend, this was the son of a high-ranking official who was neither good at literature nor martial arts, so he had no choice but to set up this incongruous so-called backup base to make some money.

Well, the source of this information is a taxi driver in the capital city of Tiananmen, which sounds quite credible.

However, beneath [Tianhe] lies a massive underground complex spanning over 200,000 square meters, which is still under construction. The base's primary function is to house the locating beacon for Chen Mo's bloodline altar.

This thing used to be stored in the Linhua Hall of Changle Palace, in a specially set-up secret warehouse, guarded by special personnel, and relatively close to the commanders.

However, as the altar's transmission capacity increased and more and more things were transported, especially after undead creatures began to appear, the capital city could no longer be left unattended. If one day a ghost sneaked out and patrolled Chang Le Wei Yang, that would be a huge mess!
After going through many twists and turns and undergoing two relocations, it was finally placed here after the completion of the [Tianhe] base.

The launch site on the ground involves state secrets, so it is reasonable to protect and isolate it. It is also a site that usually only launches small things like civilian satellites and high-altitude balloons, so it will not attract too much interest from the enemy.

By the way, in preparation for this support for [Wanderer], Dongxia just conducted a large-scale live-fire exercise near [Tianhe], with three army groups stationed at the base, ready to be deployed at any time.

The moment Belial appeared at the Tianhe Base, what he saw was a steel jungle with more than a dozen long lines.

What an army this is!

Belial lay on his side on the ground, as if struck by lightning. A strange heat instantly washed over his upper body, making him tremble all over. For a moment, he forgot to sit up.

Before him lay a vast underground space large enough to accommodate thousands of troops, illuminated by beams of light shining down from the dome, making it as bright as day.

And within this artificial light, lined up in a mighty torrent of steel, a sight he had never seen before in his life.

Dongxia made the most thorough preparations for this support mission.

There are more than two brigades of unmanned equipment ahead of them. The mission is to open a safe zone for the [Wanderer] and the following troops, regardless of the cost, assuming that the undead army has already gained the upper hand in the Starry World.

The middle section consists of mixed forces, with unmanned combat vehicles carrying various animals of different sizes for testing the altar. Once it is confirmed that the life forms can pass safely, reconnaissance troops will be deployed.

Once the scouts confirm the safety, the soldiers from the next two heavy combined arms brigades will not hesitate to throw themselves into the altar and launch a massive dimensional invasion.

Finally, Dongxia also prepared missile launchers, rocket and satellite loading vehicles that were tens of meters long, various engineering equipment, logistics vehicles, supply facilities, and even two finished nuclear power plants.

In short, as long as the gate is open, Dongxia is prepared to cramm half of the country's army and engineering corps inside.

That's right, at least it's split evenly on both sides!

In preparation for this, Dongxia even carried out another round of strategic contraction on Blue Star.

Unfortunately, the altar gate closed after only two chariots had passed.

At this moment, what the Lord of Twilight sees is this group of steel behemoths that are still rumbling, but can only spin in place.

In some ways, unmanned mechanical units are more responsive and orderly than manned units.

At the very front row were a large number of tracked unmanned tanks, their angular turrets reflecting a cold, hard metallic sheen under the lights.

Every tank is exactly the same in shape and posture, down to the angle of the gun barrel and the position of the wheel hubs on the tracks. They are like copied and pasted designs.

Wheeled unmanned armored assault vehicles are positioned close behind tanks. These vehicles, which have no soldiers inside but are packed with ammunition, have twin-mounted autocannons on their heads that can sweep the airspace above and can be used to launch anti-aircraft guns horizontally below.

A large number of light combat machines are deployed on the hulls, frames, and ground on both sides of tanks and armored assault vehicles.

The hydraulic rods at the joints of the humanoid combat machine retracted slightly, maintaining a poised and ready stance;
The robotic wolves, lined up in small groups, quietly crouched between the ranks, their photoelectric sensors flashing red light in their pupils.

And then there are those eight-legged giant mechanical spiders, their thick, segmented limbs firmly supporting them on the ground, raising the weapon platforms on their backs high.

These are all support equipment and are deployed in the front row.

Behind them were offensive weapons: neatly arranged self-propelled artillery vehicles and multiple rocket launcher vehicles, drone hive launchers, missile launchers, heavy-lift rocket launchers...

The gaps between vehicles and machines were impeccable, as neat as if cut by a knife and axe. As far as the eye could see, the steel array stretched from beneath one's feet to the horizon, until it was obscured by distant buildings, seemingly endless.

The engine was idling, the engine was roaring, the turbine and hydraulics, the collision and friction... all combined to form a deep and grand hum, making Belial feel as if the magma buried deep before a volcanic eruption was about to burst forth, and the arcs of electricity deep in the clouds beneath the thunderstorm were poised to be unleashed.

What beautiful violence!
Even the well-traveled Lord of Twilight couldn't help but feel a tremor, a chill rising from the deepest, most hidden corner of his soul.

"This is--"

"Divine Kingdom Guards!"

Existing only in legends, an eternal legion that advances without retreat, fears no death, and takes the commands of the gods as its sole law.

That must be it!
They stood silently arrayed beneath the divine throne, silently awaiting a command, and then silently plowing away all enemies for the gods.

The Lord of Twilight trembled all over, his eyes were moist, and his face was filled with ecstasy.

It was the ecstasy of a gambler seeing their hand and winning everything, the ecstasy of a pilgrim finally catching sight of the holy mountain, the ecstasy of a fisherman catching a hundred-pound fish, and the ecstasy of an old priest seeing a bewildered young believer.

At that moment, Belial had an epiphany: the power of the god Dongxia was far greater than he could have imagined. In the Vast Ocean, he had not even unleashed one millionth of that power.

It's all Chen Mo's fault!
This agent of the gods is utterly incompetent and completely incapable of wielding the power of these "divine guardians."

Of course, on the other hand, if Chen Mo hadn't been such a good-for-nothing, I wouldn't have had the chance to step into the "Divine Kingdom"!

Thank you, magnificent sunset!
Belial's myriad emotions, in reality, are nothing more than a fleeting glance or a momentary thought. At that very moment, the robotic guards near the teleportation beacon had just raised their spears.

The group closest to the portal was the original "Stargazing" trio: leader Lin Xiangdong, and members Chi Qiu and Zheng Ran.

Although the team now has a large number of personnel serving the starry world—doctors and professors drawn from various research institutes, and staff officers and officers selected from the military—these individuals still stand at the forefront without hesitation whenever there is a major operation.

Firstly, these three guys are the most senior and are the true founding fathers. Since they are unwilling to leave, it is not easy for others to force them out.
Secondly, although Dongxia does not believe in metaphysics, the previous leaders have done a good job. If they were to replace them rashly and something went wrong, it would not only be psychologically unpleasant, but also a matter of taking responsibility.

Who can bear this responsibility?

As long as the system can function, we should not change the status quo; that's the principle.

Upon encountering a creature not included in the planned sequence, Lin Xiangdong immediately shouted, "Direction: Due North!"

This is the interface command.

Because they couldn't see what was happening on the other side of the altar, the teleportation mechanisms of the Starry World and the Blue Star World agreed on a dynamic password after they stabilized.

When supplies are being transported, a symbol will be displayed in a prominent place. When undead creatures are being transported, a password must be answered immediately.

Otherwise, they will be regarded as enemies!

Lin Xiangdong sensed that something was wrong with the on-site transmission. While asking for the password, he had already placed his hand on the alarm.

As agreed, if you are one of Chen Mo's people, you must now respond verbally or by displaying pre-written text on your body: "Target: Stars!"

Unfortunately, all he got in response was a burst of unrestrained laughter.

Lin Xiangdong pressed the alarm button.

At the last moment, he chose the next level of warning, which meant allowing all means to subdue the enemy and render them incapable of resistance, but to capture them alive if possible.

Dongxia needs to know what exactly happened on the other side of [Youzi].

The moment the guard raised his gun, Belial propped himself up, spread his arms, and raised his head.

"After dusk, the gods will depart!"

His voice echoed in the empty hall, accompanied by a melodious rhythm, and a powerful force swept through the hall.

Centered on Belial's twisted body, a visible dark yellow, semi-transparent light pattern rapidly expanded like a bubble, engulfing the entire space.

When the light patterns touched the front-row chariots, it was as if these entities did not exist, passing through them without any hindrance.

It travels through silent steel, through astonished crowds, through thick reinforced concrete, through underground and above-ground buildings, spreading across the vast space.

no respond.

There was no divine response, no divine wrath, and not even the slightest psychic vibration.

Nothing at all.

【Sunset Twilight】, this ingenious idea created from fragments of a high-ranking god, devoured the super skills of dozens of gods. Belial released it with great anticipation, but it was like throwing a punch into the void, hitting nothingness.

How could this be...?

Almost at the same moment, with a sharp "bang," a burst of blood suddenly erupted from Belial's shoulder.

The guards opened fire.

The sharp pain jolted him from his shock and helplessness. He was knocked to the ground, his back slamming heavily against the concrete.

Belial was suddenly shocked to realize that his psionic defenses were as thin as a piece of paper and were easily shattered by this attack.

His physical energy had been greatly depleted due to the turbulence of the stars, but the protective layer on his body was a wind barrier provided by an enchanted artifact, which theoretically allowed him to draw energy from the environment to replenish it quickly.

But what about psychic energy?

His ecstatic joy at seeing the "Divine Kingdom Guards" made him momentarily forget that this place was a place where spiritual energy was depleted.

trap?

No, that's not right.

Beria's eyes widened suddenly.

This isn't depletion, it's non-existence.

He raised his head and greedily, frantically inhaled the air.

No, there was nothing at all. The meager amount of spiritual energy that had nearly dried up within him was still dissipating outwards.

Is this... a land forsaken by the gods? Or a place devoid of spirits?

"No!"

"This...this is impossible!!!"

With the divine kingdom's guards still present, how could the divine throne be left empty?

He didn't believe it.

How much did he sacrifice? How much did he endure? He meticulously planned for half his life, and he seized this tiny, sliver of opportunity, finally stepping into the "divine kingdom" he had always dreamed of...

And then you tell me there's nothing here?

"boom!"

Blood spurted from his right leg, but the leg was useless; it didn't hurt.

"boom!"

Left arm, a scream.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Left shoulder, right arm, left leg, right arm... bullets pounded into his body one after another.

Some bullets were fired twice, but it doesn't matter anymore.

Belial twisted his head violently, his eyes bloodshot, and spat out a mouthful of blood, which contained his last primal power.

The blood mist reactivated the light membrane.

The Lord of Twilight flipped his still-movable wrist, veins bulging on his forehead, and with the last of his strength, he roared once more:
"After twilight—the gods depart!!!"

A heavy punch landed hard on his face, making his vision go black. A rush of soreness and pain shot into his brain, and tears and blood gushed from his nose at the same time.

The next moment, a spherical gel was stuffed into his mouth, silencing him.

With a "click," a metallic chill ran through my wrist, and then my limp, broken arm was roughly twisted behind my back and handcuffed.

And then.

There is no more!
He was hit not only by conventional bullets but also by powerful tranquilizer darts.

The drug flowed through his bloodstream, and Belial completely lost his ability to move.

Before finally losing consciousness, he uttered a sound through his lips, which were stretched open by the rubber ball.

"Dusk... yellow..."

"faint……"

Thus, this disabled man, whose spiritual energy was depleted and who was paralyzed on one side, suffered a merciless psychological blow as well as inhumane physical torture.

He was shot thirteen times in non-vital areas and received at least dozens of punches and kicks. After being dragged out from beside the altar like a rag doll, he was immediately rushed to the ICU.

A group of people in white coats surrounded them.

He cannot die until he has explained everything clearly.

Or rather, even if you die, you still have to give a clear account!

(End of this chapter)