Chapter 120 The Truth of the Abyss: The Traitor Within the Human Federation!
"Clang—!"
The long sword in Su Qingyue's hand let out a clear, resonant cry.
Piercing Nirvana Sword Qi surged forth.
It completely shredded the moss and withered vines remaining on the massive metal wall, as if sweeping away dead leaves.
Dust and green debris fell in showers.
This massive relief mural, hidden in the river of time, finally revealed its true appearance entirely to everyone.
There was no sacrificial map of ancient ancestors as imagined.
Nor was there any sacred creation myth.
What came into view was a terrifying long scroll that made one's scalp tingle and one's Soul tremble at just a glance!
"W-what in the world is this..."
Little Fatty Chen only took one look, and his legs went weak.
He plopped down onto the dusty ground, his entire body's fat trembling.
At the very bottom of the mural.
It depicted the surging Endless Sea.
And in this sea, there was a massive deity worshipped by countless Sea Race members.
The appearance of that deity was exactly the same as the "Sea God Projection" they had just seen in the City of Abyss!
Holding a trident, looking majestic.
Who knew.
In the composition of this mural, this high and mighty "Sea God" was not the protagonist at all.
Following the Sea God's massive body upwards.
Everyone's breathing stopped.
The Sea God's lower body was not connected to the sea.
Instead, it turned into a thick, twisted tentacle covered in disgusting suckers!
This tentacle extended all the way up, piercing through the clouds and the firmament.
Ultimately, it connected to the massive black shadow at the very top of the mural, which occupied two-thirds of the entire space!
It was a mass of Abyss with no fixed shape.
Deep within the shadow, countless greedy and malevolent eyes were vaguely carved.
They were coldly overlooking the entire world below!
"The Sea God... is just a tentacle of an Abyssal monster?!"
Su Qingyue felt a wave of nausea, her voice trembling uncontrollably.
"How is this possible? The deity that the Sea God Temple has worshipped for ten thousand years is actually an organ of the Abyssal Lord?"
However, this was not the most despair-inducing part.
"Look to the right..."
Mu Qingxue's voice carried an unprecedented hollowness and despair.
She stretched out a trembling finger, pointing to a corner on the right side of the shadow in the mural.
There, a magnificent city floating in mid-air was carved.
That was the capital of the Human Race Federation—the Imperial Capital!
At the highest point of the Imperial Capital, a few small statues resembling humans were not fleeing in panic like the commoners.
On the contrary.
They were wearing gorgeous formal attire, respectfully kneeling and bowing towards that massive Abyssal shadow.
The leading human statue even stretched out its hand.
Making an extremely eerie... handshake gesture with a thin tentacle extended from the Abyssal shadow!
That was a transaction!
"The clothes of those people..."
Mu Qingxue bit her red lips tightly, her eyes instantly turning red, her body even shaking violently.
"That is the highest formal attire of the Federal Senate!"
"Look at the emblem on the leader's chest! That purple-gold thorn flower!"
Mu Qingxue's tears streamed down.
That was not just an emblem; it was the symbol of the highest power governing the entire Human Race Federation!
Faith collapsed at this moment.
She had always thought that the Human Race upper echelons were painstakingly working to resist the Abyss and alien races.
She had always taught her students to fight to protect their homeland.
But now, this ancient mural was telling her in a bloody manner.
Those high and mighty big shots had long since knelt at the feet of the Abyss!
They were not resisting; they were acting as dogs for the monsters!
"How could it be like this..."
Mu Qingxue's vision went black, her Dao Heart was wounded, and she fell backward powerlessly.
A warm and powerful arm steadily caught her slender waist.
Jiang Chen took the opportunity to pull her into his arms, letting her lean against his broad chest.
"Don't be afraid, it's just a painting."
Jiang Chen's voice was very light, yet it carried a steady power like a stabilizing needle in the sea.
"Even if the sky falls, there's still me, a tall person who wants to sleep, to hold it up."
He gently patted Mu Qingxue's back, soothing her trembling body.
But when Jiang Chen raised his head.
In those deep black eyes, there was no longer any trace of laziness or listlessness.
Replacing it was an extreme killing intent, colder than ten-thousand-year black ice.
【Ding! Major world-building completion detected.】
【Hidden puzzle pieces gathered, truth unlocked.】
【System Evaluation: host, don't look anymore. Your base's crystal has long been stolen by your teammates. These high-level officials aren't defending the world; they are working as food delivery riders for the Abyss.】
【What three-year countdown? That is the time when they prepare to close the net completely and package all of humanity to give to their master!】
Jiang Chen looked at the cheeky red box popping up on his retina.
This time, he did not roast the System.
He just stared coldly at the purple-gold thorn flower emblem on the mural.
All the clues were connected at this moment.
Why did a hole suddenly appear in the Northern Frontier defense line?
Why did the Beast Race launch that kind of suicidal all-out attack?
Why did a perverted organization like the Skinning Cult dare to capture Geniuses everywhere right under the noses of the Human Race and the Sea Race?
Why did those noble families like the Wang Family and the Dragon Family ignore the front lines and insist on targeting him, a freshman?
It was not a conflict of interest at all!
This was a meticulously planned "raising Gu" and "sacrifice" that lasted for a hundred years!
Those so-called Federal high-level officials, in order to exchange for the mutated power and long life bestowed by the Abyss.
Actively sent the Human Race's Geniuses, the soldiers of the Northern Frontier, and even the entire Beast Race as sacrifices to the altar!
"No wonder..."
Jiang Chen laughed in extreme anger, the corners of his mouth curling into a cruel arc.
"No wonder those noble families in the Imperial Capital were so anxious to kill me."
"So, they had long since become dogs."
"I destroyed their sacrifice in the Northern Frontier and stole the tribute they sent to the Sea God Temple."
Jiang Chen turned his gaze to Iliya, who was trembling nearby.
The little fox also understood now.
So even her father, and the entire Beast Race, were just pawns in the trade between these high-level officials and the Abyss.
"Since they don't want to be human, don't blame me for cleaning them up like trash."
Jiang Chen let go of Mu Qingxue.
He turned around, taking the 【star dream emperor pillow】, which had just finished upgrading and was emitting purple-gold light.
He carried it on his right shoulder dominantly, like carrying a peerless divine weapon.
"Ooooo—!"
At this moment.
The ground beneath his feet suddenly transmitted a violent tremor.
The sleeping Starry Sky Giant Turtle let out a long and deep cry.
The entire space of the geocentric cavity began to become extremely unstable.
The water curtain overhead developed a large number of cracks.
"The space of this ruin is about to collapse."
Jiang Chen glanced at the metal debris starting to fall all around, his expression calm without a ripple.
"After taking the Dream Origin Stone, the Law here can no longer be maintained."
He strode towards the direction he came from.
"Little Fatty, go start the ship. Su Qingyue, protect the teacher and Iliya well."
Jiang Chen's voice was not loud, but with the blessing of Great Grandmaster-level Mental Energy, it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"Brother Chen! Where are we going? Back to the fortress?" Little Fatty Chen asked loudly, scrambling to keep up.
"Back to what fortress?"
Jiang Chen stopped.
He stood on the broken beach, facing the howling wind.
That slightly faded spongebob pajamas rustled in the wind, but he wore it with the aura of Asura battle armor.
He turned his head, his gaze crossing the surging Endless Sea.
Looking straight towards the distant north, towards that city representing the highest power of the Human Race.
The Imperial Capital.
"Restocking is over."
Jiang Chen carried the Saint-rank divine pillow, two clusters of silent black flames burning fiercely in his pitch-black eyes.
"We are returning to the Imperial Capital."
"To go and take those traitors who disturbed my sleep and dared to bark after becoming dogs..."
"Root and branch, uproot them all!"