Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

Is this actually a huge sheet of ice?

"Welcome to the realm of the gods, mortal."

Suddenly, a man in black robes emerged from the darkness!

"who!"

Grani abruptly flung the short gun away, its mechanism extending and retracting, instantly transforming it into a long spear, which the girl held in her hand, pointing it at the figure that appeared in the darkness.

"How rude! This is how inferior races that haven't even completed their evolution are. They have no patience or manners. In ancient times, anyone who entered a temple with weapons would have been dragged out and beheaded long ago. You are blaspheming the gods."

The man tapped the ground with his palm, and a crisp sound echoed in the empty hall.

As he spoke, he counted the lights shining around the man. The sudden white light made it difficult for Grani to open his eyes, but the man did not take advantage of Grani's eyes not being able to adjust to the light. Instead, he stood there, like a priest, a merciful father, with a deep smile.

A...Sarkat?

A Sarkazan without an aura, completely covered in black robes, holding a scepter bearing the Lateran symbol, appears to be a Sarkazan, or perhaps a member of the Papacy.

The man looked at the three men, one of whom, Grani, raised her gun as a threat, but quickly withdrew it.

Because of its height, next to the lighting equipment, there were huge siege cannons, several of these large machines fixed in place, aimed at the three people below.

"Very good. Although foolish, it has not completely destroyed its mind. As expected, inferior creatures only learn to behave when threatened and pointed at their heads."

The man walked slowly around the three of them.

"who are you!"

"who am I?"

The man's voice was deep and reserved. He always maintained a smile, yet his profound emotions were hidden behind that smile, making it impossible for anyone to guess his thoughts.

“I am the guide, a faithful servant of God.”

The man spoke slowly and deliberately.

"You mean, gods?"

"Ah, so-called treasure, ha, what an ignorant and cheap description. For those vulgar hounds, only the word 'treasure' can describe what they consider priceless. Foolish and ignorant, they, you, and those rats spying on this place have no idea what secrets this so-called treasure holds."

“You will become one of the sacrifices, be proud of it. You will become the key, the food, the price for the gods’ descent into the world. You should be happy about it.”

The man suddenly laughed, a laugh that seemed to bask in glory and eternity.

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P.S.: I think I've secured my perfect attendance bonus for last month this month!!!

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I'm going out for a vaccination today, so I probably won't be updating until tonight.

I'm a little dizzy from needles, sob ... *sobs*

Chapter 301 [Incorrect Operation]

"What a joke!"

The man's self-indulgence only earned him Grani's roar.

What kind of servants of God are these? Besides bounty hunters, have some charlatans infiltrated this place?

If he hadn't been directly targeted by siege artillery, Grani would have definitely shot this clueless charlatan and shown him what it meant for even the gods to be powerless against him.

But not now. It's obvious that the other side is a group, an organization, probably a cult that has come here and taken over the place first.

"But this place...shouldn't it be the knight's treasure...? Why is it here..."

"How foolish! A treasure? Do mortals really crave the wealth of the gods?"

"What do you mean? What is the wealth of the gods? Where did these gods come from?"

"God? A miracle is right before your eyes! Open your eyes and see, you infernal ants!"

The man shouted loudly, his voice like the tolling of a bell!

"A miracle, a divine intervention, an ancient secret—it's all right here in this cave!"

The next moment, several high-powered searchlights completely illuminated the dark area above, the white light pillars like the white stone pillars in front of a temple, guarding the sleeping relic.

"Oh my god..."

At this moment, Coral stared blankly at the thick layer of ice above, which resembled the sky.

At this moment, she felt as if she were floating in the air. The pale blue ice layer was illuminated by strong light, and she could see through the bottom layer of rock at a glance, as if she were standing at a great height.

In the sky, the miracles frozen above by the ice seemed to be frozen in time, solidified in the sky, stretching as far as the eye could see.

She felt a chill run down her spine; in the space between the upper and lower layers, humanity seemed so insignificant.

So insignificant as a speck of dust in the torrent of time, only the sacred objects of the heavens are eternal and reefs in time.

That's a warship made of metal...

No, Laura had no memory or knowledge of such a thing, but when she first saw it, her first impression was...

Battleship.

The golden warship, an enormous warship, was unlike the land-based ships of the mobile city-state. It had no equipment to move on land, or rather, its massive size seemed unsuitable for traversing this barren land.

Its enormous body was as massive as dozens of mobile city-states lying side by side and pieced together; the huge, vent-like thing looked like a mountain in front of the girl.

The black hole deep within the ship's hull, resembling the muzzle of a cannon, makes it unimaginable what kind of destructive power it could cause.

Yes, it's no longer about the effectiveness of the attack; such a massive cannon must have been designed to cause destruction.

It could fit half a mountain inside; it's unimaginable what it's meant to be used for.

This is a true miracle, because no one, no organization, and no country on the entire continent has the ability to create such a thing.

That enormous thing is hidden deep within the mountain, or rather, most of it is hidden underground, because it may be even larger and taller than the mountain itself.

The end is as far as the eye can see.

The metal constructs might not even be able to support the skeleton of this enormous monster even with the entire steel production of Terra for a whole year.

"...What exactly is this?"

"No need to understand. You see, when mortals see something so great that they can neither look up to it nor understand it, they naturally learn to shut up. Silence is truly beautiful, without any unnecessary noise."

The man shook his hand and looked at his watch.

"It seems the time has come. It's time to take the final step. This colossal god is dead. The greatness you see is merely its remaining metallic skeleton. But that's not why I'm here."

I followed in the footsteps of the gods, traversing the land of Terra, searching for the revelation they had given me, until I obtained it. But when I saw it, the gods were already dead. This not only disappointed me, but also filled me with despair…”

The man, leaning on his cane, walked around the three of them, talking to himself in a self-absorbed manner.

"But I eventually discovered the final revelation that God gave me."

"God is not dead!"

Just then, a deafening sound rang out!

That was the upper section, where people dressed as religious followers were turning valves.

The metal pipe led down to one foot of the ice, where a small hole had clearly been drilled by the group.

Are these people crazy?

Sodium chloride remained silent throughout, trying to minimize its presence. It squinted, its vision far exceeding that of humans, and could clearly see what the group of people were doing.

They drilled a hole in the huge, thick ice layer, then made a passage to the metal ship, and then inserted a pipe into the rear section.

really interesting.

Are you planning to extract some kind of liquid?

That was clearly a spaceship or something. The technology tree of this world has obviously gone completely astray. You can see the wreckage of the crashed spaceship in the cave, and the people here even intend to use it as proof of the legitimacy of their divine authorization in the name of religion.

And they even plan to develop fuel. Little do they know that for these natives, the technological gap that seems like a divine revelation might not be what they perceive it to be.

For example, she had already seen the concentrated... [unclear - possibly a typo or incomplete sentence] permeating the extracted energy liquid.

freezing?

That's not fuel. Obviously, a technologically advanced civilization with a technological gap wouldn't necessarily need its fuel to be in a liquid state.

Moreover, the ship crashed here, in a space that should be inside a volcano but is unusually cold.

This doesn't look like what a dormant volcano should look like.

After all, even a dormant volcano is only temporarily suspending its eruptions, not an extinct volcano.

Those liquids, like highly effective freezing fluid, caused the cold here after they leaked out.

Cooling fluid.

The pipes were frozen solid the moment they carried the liquid. The freezing liquid, which could have cracked metal, passed through the obviously specially treated metal pipes and was safely discharged into the huge crevice in the mountain, a bottomless place that was also a good place to dump garbage.

Why is there so much remaining coolant inside the hull?

This thing has completely encased this large piece of wreckage in ice.

So the question is, what exactly needs so much refrigerant?

While maintenance and cooling do indeed require things like coolant, this is far too much. Not counting the leaks, the amount discharged alone is almost enough to fill half of the wreckage.

Interesting. A large portion of the ship's volume is used to store this expired airport refrigerant. What's on board...?

Does it need to be permanently frozen and sealed?

Sure enough, these people had no idea what they were doing.

The girl seemed to have seen a truth.

A story about something terrible behind the so-called "treasure" lie.

Something that is gradually recovering...

Chapter 302 [The "Ocean" Has Arrived]

The temperature is continuing to drop.

The expensive water pumps purchased from Raytheon Technology are sufficient to remove these extremely cold liquids, although using them in this way is wasteful of the machine and wastes its lifespan. The extremely cold liquids can also cause irreversible damage to the water pumps.

But the people here don't care. Compared to a miracle, this thing is worthless.

Trading 10 billion for a miracle from the gods—perhaps this is the cheapest and most profitable deal ever.

In this chaotic world, everything can be priced.

Women, organs, life, war, intelligence, concepts, even the soul can all be priced.

However, no one can negotiate with the gods.

Because it is truly unique, a greatness that commands respect.

The man's longing gaze was intense; he was resurrecting a miracle!

What an honor this is! Perhaps all the greatness in the world pales in comparison to him.

What Emperor of Ursus, what Demon Lord of Kazdel, what Laws of Laterano.

All of that has long since faded into obscurity, because this is the true "god"!

It was something that shocked the world; it was an epoch-making achievement.

He received divine revelation and became a servant of the gods!

How great, how supreme, how glorious!

I ask you, in this world, who else can grant me such a status?

No!

No one can compare to him, not even the Demon King.

Perhaps, millions of years from now, people will still remember his name.

Because he will prove that he is the supreme being!

Although we didn't catch those damn deep-sea hunters, it doesn't matter. We no longer need those boring and vulgar things.

Suddenly, a shrill scream, enough to make the deepest fear in everyone's soul boil, burst forth from the ice!

Something has come out.