Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

After the sharing session, the awarding ceremony took place.

The emperor personally awarded the five astronauts the Imperial Medal.

That is the highest honor in the goblin world; the medal is made of pure gold and engraved with the goblin clan's emblem.

Grimm's hands trembled as he accepted the medal, and his eyes reddened again. Zeke looked down at the medal on his chest, and couldn't help but smile.

This is the highest honor in the empire!

Today, these five will be recorded in history!

The audience erupted in applause, and flashbulbs went off non-stop.

After the medal ceremony, the astronauts got back into their convertibles and began a parade around the city.

This time the route was longer, passing through some of the most bustling streets in the capital. The car was driven very slowly so that everyone could see the faces of these heroes clearly.

Grimm sat in the front row, his back ramrod straight, waving to both sides incessantly.

The other astronauts nearby were also all smiles, enjoying the glory of this moment.

They...are heroes!

But the people on the street seemed a bit off.

Zik, sitting in the back, quickly noticed something was amiss.

Although the onlookers were clapping and cheering, their smiles were forced.

Some people still had tear stains on their faces, some had red and swollen eyes, and some were absent-minded with wandering eyes.

"What's going on?" Zeke whispered to his companion. "Why do they look... a little unhappy?"

His companion noticed as well, and shook his head: "I don't know."

As the convoy passed an intersection, Zeke's gaze was drawn to a roadside stall.

It was a stall selling statues, and business was booming; there was a queue that stretched for over ten meters.

He glanced at them curiously, wanting to know what these people were scrambling to buy.

Then he saw what the statue looked like.

A black statue, half a meter tall, stands in the most conspicuous position on the stall.

The statue is dressed in a long robe, its face is blurred, with only two indentations in the area where the eyes are, making it appear exceptionally deep.

Zeke's mind went blank.

That figure—the figure he saw outside the spaceship!

Black robes, blurry faces, and the posture of floating in the void—exactly the same!

Zik's face turned deathly pale instantly, his body stiffened in his seat, his mouth agape, unable to utter a sound.

"Zick! Zeke!" His companion shoved him hard. "What's wrong with you?"

Zeke didn't respond.

"Hey!" another companion chimed in, "Zek! Wake up!"

Grimm turned around from the front row, saw Zeke's expression, and his face changed: "Zeke! Mind your manners! There are countless cameras pointed at us!"

Zik then came to his senses and realized that he was sitting on a parade vehicle, surrounded by people and cameras.

He quickly sat up straight, trying to force a smile, but his hands were still shaking.

Grimm lowered his voice: "What's going on?"

Zeke raised his hand, pointing tremblingly to the stall: "That statue... is the person I saw outside the spaceship..."

Grimm was startled and looked in the direction the finger was pointing, where he saw the black statue.

He paused for a few seconds, his lips moved, and finally he only said, "We'll talk about it when we get back."

For the next half hour of the march, Zik was completely distracted.

He waved mechanically, smiled mechanically, his mind filled with the statue and the figure floating in space.

That wasn't a hallucination?

Who exactly is that person? Why did they suddenly become so popular?

After finally enduring the parade, the motorcade drove back to the palace, and the astronauts were led into the banquet hall to prepare for the evening's victory celebration.

As soon as Zeke entered the banquet hall, he grabbed Grimm and whispered, "Did you see that?"

Grimm nodded.

"I'm not seeing things, there really is such a person!"

"I know."

"What is that?"

Grimm remained silent for a long time: "I don't know, but we'll have to find out when we get back."

At this moment, a servant came over and invited them to take their seats. Zik had no choice but to let go and follow him into the banquet hall.

The banquet was very grand, with long tables laden with delicious food.

Roast suckling pig, stewed beef, cream soup, fresh fruit, and the most expensive golden ale in the goblin world.

The emperor sat in the main seat, with five astronauts to his right. Ministers took turns coming over to offer toasts, saying things like "hero" and "meritorious official."

Grimm responded with a smile, but Zeke kept getting distracted.

He stared at the wine glass on the table, his mind filled with the image of that figure in black robes.

The emperor noticed.

"Zik," the emperor put down his wine cup, "is something on your mind?"

Qi Ke looked up and met the emperor's gaze. After a moment's hesitation, he spoke, "Your Majesty, there's something... I'd like to ask you."

"What is it?"

Zik took a deep breath: "During the parade, I saw people selling statues on the street, dressed in black robes, with blurry faces... What were those?"

The emperor put down his chopsticks and remained silent for a few seconds.

"That was a 'god'," he said.

Zeke was stunned: "God?"

"He calls himself N'Zoth, the supreme god." The emperor's voice was calm. "He came during the time you were away."

Zik opened his mouth, unsure of what to say.

Grimm was also stunned, while the other three astronauts looked at each other in bewilderment.

God? What the hell?

Isn't our family a materialist family?

We've only just set foot in the stars, and the world has already changed since we came back? They've even brought up "gods"?

The emperor briefly recounted the events.

How did the man in black robes appear above the imperial city, how did he perform miracles, how did he project the approaching meteorite, and how did he demand that the goblin race worship him?

The five astronauts remained silent for a long time after hearing this.

There's so much information; they need to digest it properly.

Not only because of God, but also because of that so-called doomsday crisis...

Grimm was the first to speak: "Your Majesty, do you believe it?"

The emperor remained silent and did not answer.

Grimm then asked, "Was that meteorite... real?"

"It's true," the Emperor said. "The observatory observed it three years ago, and it will collide with Gruul in five years."

The banquet hall was so quiet you could hear someone breathing.

Zik sat in the chair, his mind a complete mess.

The figure he saw in space was... a god?

Did he really see God?

Did God float past the spaceship, glance at him, and then float away?

He murmured, "I really saw it...it really was..."

Grimm patted him on the shoulder without saying a word.

The emperor picked up his wine cup, looked at the liquid inside, and said in a low voice, "Whether he is a god or not, he has given us a choice, and a chance to live."

"Believe in Him, or rely on yourself."

He tilted his head back and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.

Zik sat there, motionless for a long time.

That image kept replaying in my mind.

In space, outside the porthole, a figure in a black robe floated silently, watching him with a chilling gaze.

That was not an illusion.

That really is a god!

A god who fell to earth!