From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 371 The Apostles Attack

After spending some time together, Modi basically dispelled his wariness of Lilina.

This Zerg Immortal was surprisingly easy to talk to; just treat him well with good food and drink.

Of course, it could also be because Modi gets along with it.

After confirming that it would not pose a significant threat, Modi granted it more authority in its own domain, even allowing it to participate in the research on Zero Element Remains.

To enter the relatively cramped laboratory, Lilina created a projection avatar to follow behind Mordy and observe the Zero Element wreckage.

"Oh, so this is part of the Death Star shipyard that has crumbled away?" Lilina's eyes lit up as her head, no longer covered by the landmass, was revealed.

It looks like some kind of enlarged space whale.

"It is indeed a zero-element material, and it even has some of that demon god's aura on it."

It nodded, indicating that Modi had found a treasure.

It is extremely rare for a Demon God-level individual to drop materials, and it is even rarer not to erase the dropped materials.

Even if reverse research cannot provide a complete understanding, it can still offer great inspiration to researchers.

Looking at the wreckage isolated in another space, Lilina became interested and began discussing the research progress with the tech masters.

"Without a doubt, the Zero Element remnants peeled off from the Demon God will be harder than normal Zero Element armor."

"On the other hand, it possesses a proliferative capacity that normal zero-element materials do not have, although it is not currently exhibiting this capacity because it is in a dormant state."

A tech whiz raised his hand and asked, "If we manage to activate it, will it revive the will of the demon god from within?"

"Generally speaking, no." Lilina tapped her head with her tentacle, assuming a thoughtful posture.

"If He wanted to revive, He would have done so the moment you retrieved it, and He wouldn't have allowed this piece of wreckage to remain unexploded or scattered."

"In other words, He most likely abandoned this piece of wreckage long ago."

Tech Master looked at Modi, seeking his instructions.

Modi shook his head. "We don't need to do that for now. What we need is not unanalyzed black box material."

Who knows if the proliferation of the demon god's remains is controllable? If it gets out of control and assimilates everything around it, then Modi's expeditionary fleet will be rendered useless.

Although one approach was rejected, Lilina's enthusiasm remained undiminished, and she quickly steered the conversation toward her area of ​​expertise: bioengineering.

"I have a project called 'Dragon Scale Armor' under development, which might combine the properties of the Demon God's remains to create bio-armor that is close to or even comparable to it."

It blinked and looked at Mordy, "I need your permission."

"Is this considered a collaborative development project?" he asked with interest.

"Yes, it's a collaborative project with shared results."

"I have no objection."

Shake hands, shake hands.

The two parties reached a mutually agreeable cooperation agreement.

"Oh, right, I should remind you of something," Lilina suddenly remembered something and reminded her, "The intensity of the war recently isn't very high. Although it's still tense, most of the demon gods have chosen to accumulate power instead of attacking directly. They're probably planning a big one."

"Is that so? So what?" Mordy asked doubtfully. "Let's stay on the edge of the battlefield. Even if they start fighting, it usually won't affect this area that quickly."

"You only recently came to the Demon God Battlefield, right?" Lilina asked.

Seeing him nod, she explained, "You probably don't know what this lull means. Perhaps the war at the level of demon gods isn't as intense, but it's not necessarily the case for the apostles."

Having said that, Modi understood what it meant.

"The Apostle War, or rather, the Proxy War, is that what you mean?"

"Indeed, for those apostles who serve the demon god, nothing is more opportune for them to prove themselves than now."

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Lilina extended a tentacle to support her head, half-closing her eyes as she said, "Most of these apostles are fanatics, frantically searching for traces left behind by the demon gods, and the places where the demon gods fought are their pilgrimage sites."

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Even though it didn't continue speaking, Mordy knew what would happen next.

The Death Star shipyard and the Silent King's apostles may very well find this place and wage war against each other in the name of their faith.

If they knew that Modi had a remnant of a demon god, who knows what kind of madness they would go through.

The Apostles of the Death Star Shipyard might want to take it back, and the Apostles of the Silent King might have similar thoughts.

"So, we have to be careful," he murmured.

After glancing at Lilina, who was talking to the tech master, Mordi had a thought and connected with a certain being through his own essence.

The next moment, the massive subspace extended tentacles, connecting a part of itself to this space.

After disguising itself, the tentacle disappeared.

Unless one searches carefully, even newly arrived immortals would have difficulty finding it.

Lilina, who was in the middle of it, noticed something amiss, but she didn't pay it any mind. She just glanced at Mordy and then turned her attention back to the discussion.

At the edge of the galaxy, a series of bright blue spots appeared without warning, a harbinger of the fleet's jump into the galaxy.

After a burst of flashes, the bright spots disappeared, and in their place appeared a massive fleet.

However, compared to a normal fleet, this fleet was somewhat shabby.

Most of the ships that made up the fleet were dilapidated, as if they had just been pulled out of a junkyard; some had only been patched up and hastily pulled out.

Some were even welded directly onto asteroids, making them look as green as they could possibly be.

Those who see this fleet for the first time might instinctively assume that it belongs to a pirate crew or a nomadic space tribe.

However, contrary to what most people imagine, the technology used within this fleet is not outdated.

On the contrary, due to the influence of the demon gods, they often exhibit extremely high performance.

The reason they decorated the ship's surface like this was simply to make it more in line with the demon god they revered.

"AI10086 reports that the fleet of derelict space ships has arrived at the target star system and is detecting residual energy fluctuations in the system."

"The remnants of our Lord's power have been captured. There is a 98.99% probability that our Lord is still in this star system."

"The fleet is ready to begin its pilgrimage at any time."

The internal communication channels of the space wrecked ship fleet never stopped, with the shipborne AIs constantly exchanging messages, mostly through their own voices.

There was no excitement.

This is also what distinguishes them from mechanical gods and apostles.

They are not pure AI, but a combination of undead resentment and incomplete data; they are a kind of necromancy AI.

They have richer emotions and worship their own supreme demon more.

"Wait a minute," the flagship AI warned. "We haven't yet determined whether there are other forces in this star system. We must not act so rashly."

As the flagship AI, although its carrier is not particularly glamorous, it still holds prestige within this fleet of derelict spaceships.

The other undead AIs did not disobey it, but did as it commanded.

The sensor captures signals within the galaxy, which are then analyzed by a computer.

Before long, they came to a conclusion that surprised them.

"A large number of unknown signals have been detected, and preliminary assessment indicates that it is an unidentified fleet."

"One of the units was too large, so it was determined to be a planetary ship."

"A large number of unidentified signals are approaching; they've spotted us!"

The flagship AI silenced all voices, and the fleet network connected them into a unified whole.

With the combined computing power of all the ships united under the banner of faith, at this moment, they can be considered true immortals.

"Huh? I never thought it could be done like this, using super assembly to create immortals... I really never considered this path."

An unknown signal entered the fleet network, and a slightly hoarse male voice came through the broadcast.

"Who are you?"

The Death Star apostles raised questions.

"Just an immortal passing through," Mordy said. "Perfect timing to start some mining and research operations here."

During the conversation, the expeditionary fleet traveling at sub-light speed also arrived, confronting the space wreckage fleet at a distance.

"The unidentified fleet has entered our firing range," the fleet commander reported to him. "Should we open fire?"

"Do not fire for now."

He also wanted to speak with the Death Star apostle, as he did not want to start a war between apostles if possible.

After all, perhaps the Silent King's apostles are on their way.

It wouldn't be nice if they started fighting first, allowing the Silent Apostles to reap the benefits.

Even if you're going to fight, it's best to wait until the Silent Apostle enters the arena.

The two remained silent, and even now, the Death Star apostle was still calculating and had not responded to his words.

What it calculates is always its own chances of winning against this immortal.

It wants this battlefield remnant and wants to drive out the outsiders.

But the one thing it couldn't figure out was the strength of this immortal being.

Lacking a reference point, the calculation failed; switch to a different negotiation strategy.

"Hello, Immortals of Unknown Paths. We have no intention of being your enemy, but we need control of this galaxy; it is of great importance to us."

The flagship AI sent a negotiation message that sounded very much like a human-machine interaction, which relieved Modi.

He's not afraid of negotiations, but he's afraid of the other side being stubborn and starting a fight right away.

"How do you want to talk?" he asked.

"In this deal, you will transfer control of this star system to us, and we will pay you enough resources to build a medium-sized fleet."

"That sounds alright."

"But we have one more condition: you must hand over all the debris you have collected in this star system to us."

The Death Star apostle spoke in a serious tone, as if this were its primary objective.

"We can sense the existence of that holy relic. It is something that we apostles must retrieve. We urge you to take this matter seriously."

Upon hearing this, Modi sensed something was wrong.

He knew he had nothing to talk about with the Death Star apostles.

These AIs are fanatical believers, worshipping the remains of their superiors as sacred relics... It sounds pretty hellish.

"I see, that's a very reasonable request... but I refuse."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately cut off communication with the Death Star apostles.

"As expected." The Death Star Apostle sighed softly, and fired all the fully charged cannons without holding back.

On the other side, the Blood God Cult fleet did the same thing, and even opened fire earlier than them.

Carrier-based aircraft hurtled straight into the enemy lines, while escort ships stood at the forefront of the fleet, providing cover for the battleships and aircraft carriers.

"This is truly...unbelievable."

A cruiser captain looked at the screen and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"It's incredible that a fleet that looks like it's about to be scrapped has such excellent performance."

His vice-captain said, "It must be because of the blessing bestowed by the Demon God. Don't forget, we also have the blessing of the warp."

"That's true. War is our comfort zone. Even the demon gods' followers might not be able to defeat us."

With the blessing of the Killing God, the Blood God Cult fleet's performance far exceeded its theoretical limit.

Not only is the interval between naval gun firing greatly shortened, but the shields are also more robust than usual.

The demonic engine was roaring, and even the maintenance staff, who usually had a good relationship with it, found it difficult to calm it down.

On the surface, it is a war between two fleets, but in essence, it is a confrontation between two immortals.

The fleet is an extension of their hands, and can also be the vehicle for their power.

The difference between the two immortals can be seen from the conflict between the forces under their command.

The current situation is that, as time goes by, the battle is gradually tilting in favor of the Blood God Cult.

In other words, Mordy's power is gradually overwhelming the Death Star Apostles.

"These are a bunch of war-crazed lunatics born for war," the Death Star apostle finally saw the true nature of the enemy. "War is their domain."

Unless their strength far surpasses that of the Killing Heaven, creating an overwhelming advantage, they will find it difficult to gain the upper hand on the battlefield.

"We've never heard of this apostle; he must have only recently arrived in the Abyss."

"Whose agent is this level of immortality? And why would they risk their lives in the Abyss of Death?"

"They're most likely here for the opportunity to get promoted. After all, there are always fearless people in this world; haven't we seen plenty of them?"

Within the fleet's internal network, the undead AIs were rapidly exchanging intelligence, but unfortunately, they couldn't find a way to break the deadlock.

As for summoning their superiors? They never even considered doing that.

After all, the Death Star shipyard they worshipped had just fought a battle with the Silent King not long ago.

The outcome of that battle was that the Death Star Shipyard was outmaneuvered, with the Silent King tearing off a piece of its armor.

They came specifically for that piece of armor wreckage.

However, now, they may not be able to complete this task.

Just as the Death Star apostles were considering retreating, the sensors on all the ships on the field emitted a loud bang, a sudden change that startled both sides.

"These are... those soulless skeletons!" The Death Star Apostle generated a variable called "Anger".

"There are more experts?!" Modi raised an eyebrow.

A communication request suddenly appeared; it was from Lilina.

He had just connected to the communication when he heard Lilina's anxious voice.

"The Silent Apostle has also entered; it is heading towards the location where the remains are stored."

"I understand. Please help me hold them off for a bit. I'll be right back."

Mordy ordered the fleet to cease fire. He glanced in the direction of the wrecked spaceships and found that they too had fallen into an eerie silence.

It was another communication request, but this time it came from a Death Star apostle.