438: Chapter 437 The Eighteen Saints

The bottom of the Mariana Trench.

438: Chapter 437 The Eighteen Saints

The bottom of the Mariana Trench.

It is the most extreme environment on Earth, as unanimously recognized by the Science community.

But in the submarine caves even deeper down.

The environment is a hundred or even a thousand times harsher than the bottom of the trench.

It has completely surpassed human cognition.

Likewise.

The owner of the tentacles also seems very unaccustomed to it.

It is tossed about, bumping into walls everywhere by the ubiquitous pressure-differential vortices in the cave.

Time and again, it emits harsh, low-frequency sounds.

Until it struggles to dive more than 4,000 meters deeper.

Returning to that incomparably vast submarine abyss.

Only then do the movements of the tentacle owner become swift.

Although the water pressure at this point has reached 2,000 times that of the surface atmospheric pressure.

Dozens of giant tentacles continuously paddle through the seawater.

Dragging its 200-meter-long body to continue accelerating its deep dive.

20,000 meters...

21,000 meters...

22,000 meters...

Upon arriving at the deepest point of over 30,000 meters.

The submarine abyss unexpectedly reveals a dazzling, warm orange light from bottom to top.

It is precisely the light refracted by the mantle magma within the ultra-high-pressure seawater.

At the junction of the magma layer and the abyss seawater.

Purple-black peaks of varying sizes stand tall amidst the boiling magma.

The owner of the tentacles arrives above the magma.

It extends all of its dozens of swollen, giant tentacles into the magma to begin absorbing geothermal energy.

"Reporting to Your Majesty."

"The new generation of decompression technology has achieved a major breakthrough."

"According to field tests, it is now possible to safely ascend to a depth of around 10,000 meters."

"However..."

The owner of the tentacles, having already become one of the countless purple-black peaks.

Emits low-frequency infrasound waves toward the super-large "peak" in the center that is over 1,000 meters tall.

"The surface human civilization has discovered the entrance to the abyss."

"It won't be long before they discover the existence of our Abyssal Leviathan civilization..."

The thousand-meter peak vibrates slightly.

The black magma sludge wrapped around its surface continuously falls off.

Soon, two terrifying pupils with a diameter of over 100 meters are revealed.

Meanwhile.

Three extremely thick, giant tentacles soaked in the magma are slowly withdrawn.

They are raised high above the peak, forming a triangular formation.

"The Holy Lord has issued a holy decree."

"The entire clan is on high alert!"

"Before 100 Earth rotations are completed (100 days), we must fully master the decompression technology."

"When the Leviathans break through the sea surface, the deep sea will surely devour everything on the surface!"

The other purple-black peaks follow suit.

Raising three tentacles.

"May our Lord bless us!..."

"When the Leviathans break through the sea surface, the deep sea will surely devour everything on the surface!..."

...

Meanwhile.

The east coast of the North America continent.

The underground base of the Earth-Trisolaris Organization.

It is also the primary holy site of Christianity.

Smith, the former CIA director who has disguised himself as Mr. Evans.

Has finally returned here after half a year.

Looking at the Eagle-Nation Restoration Organization base before him, which he had built with his own hands but has now changed drastically.

And his subordinates whom he once trusted deeply.

But who now, specifically the Cardinal Nakamura Inao, looks at him with full vigilance.

Smith's heart feels colder than cold.

Although he is very unwilling to admit it, he has to acknowledge it.

His own cleverness has led to his own undoing.

This place, which was originally under his dominion, has completely taken on the shape of the Trisolarans...

"Cardinal Nakamura."

"The Lord sent me back this time to conduct an internal and external resource alignment with the holy site."

"Our Lord has a new, urgent mission that requires the Saints to go to the outside world to execute."

"And for this, I need to arrange legal identities for the Saints."

With a thousand thoughts racing through his mind.

Smith remains calm on the surface.

"Before that, I need to have a preliminary introduction with all the current Saints."

Upon hearing this.

Nakamura Inao also breathes a sigh of relief.

"Thanks be to our Lord."

"Mr. Evans, the eighteen Saints are already waiting for your arrival at the Cathedral of Holy Grace."

"Please follow me."

Smith has no reason to doubt him.

Following Nakamura Inao and several high-ranking members of the holy site.

He takes the elevator to the deeper underground.