Chapter 517: Holy Arrival
With the two dueling parties pulling out, the subspace, which served as a temporary battlefield, completely shattered, and all the spatial fragments transformed into nourishment for the Manghuang Realm.
And because the Star Beacon had descended, the Hidden Dragon Guards, who were still in a comatose state, were taken away at the last moment by the "far-traveling" Old Ancestor, and are now lying haphazardly on the ground.
However, the people standing on the ground, their attention had already been drawn by the dramatic changes in the sky, completely disregarding the situation on the ground.
"The sky shattered!"
No one knew who shouted it first.
After the endless white light turned night into day, the people standing on the surface discovered in horror that a region of immeasurable size in the originally azure sky had cracked into many distinct plates, like a shattered eggshell.
Massive cracks, spanning like scars of the world, were clearly visible even with the naked eye, revealing the profound darkness behind the fissures.
The intertwining of light and shadow made the darkness behind the cracks appear even more terrifying.
"You intend to establish the passage in the current world?" The Star Beacon, originally outlining the judgment array, couldn't help but stop upon seeing this.
In mid-air, the faceless figure obscured by light seemed to nod.
Immediately afterward, a pair of wings, composed purely of white light, began to extend wildly from Bai Mo's back.
The wings of light continuously grew and extended backward, as if being desperately pulled by the shattered firmament behind Bai Mo.
Accompanied by the wings that had expanded to cover the sky, quickly enveloping the entire fractured region in the heavens, Bai Mo, along with the pair of wings behind him, now seemed like the legendary Stone to Mend the Heavens.
If an uninformed person were to see it, they might even think that what lay behind him was the Demonic Realm.
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Earth in the shadows.
Everything had been dormant for over a decade.
All life remaining on Earth, over these ten years, had been gradually transformed by Bai Mo, according to his desired direction, into walkers capable of bearing his will.
From the smallest intelligent life-form, the insects, to the Leviathan Sea Race with bodies over a hundred meters long, regardless of size or race, any life-form possessing self-awareness, emotions, and intelligence could not escape.
As for microorganisms, which lacked self-awareness and were as numerous as stars in the sky, they were continuously devoured and transformed by the existing nanoworms, becoming molecular machines that maintained the normal operation of billions of dormant life forms.
They worked programmatically, entering and exiting the skin of the dormant beings, slowly transforming their bodies while also bringing energy and removing metabolic waste, effectively becoming a part of their internal circulation.
Aside from the changes in life itself, Earth's environment was also undergoing drastic and profound transformations.
The project of moving mountains and filling seas, which began twenty years ago, became the foundation for Earth's current deep transformation.
Unlike the Moon's transformation into a planetary fortress, where everything served war and military purposes, Earth's transformation was more akin to the evolution of a super life-form.
Countless root-like tendrils, carrying Bai Mo's will, began from the surface and gradually extended towards the Earth's core, becoming his true agents of control over the planet.
His tentacles, starting from the Earth's crust, spent a full decade crossing the Gutenberg Discontinuity, completely controlling the mantle layer, and even infiltrating the molten liquid outer core.
Limitlessly growing power, combined with the immense light and heat from the sun irradiating Earth, jointly supported this astonishing metamorphosis.
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"Holy Arrival."
A will, originating from the Manghuang Realm and traversing space, activated a corner of the azure planet that had been deeply hidden in the darkness, still in slumber.
In the very next instant, tens of thousands of data streams began to flow from one end of Earth, moving in the direction of that spatial-traversing will's origin, descending upon this new world.
They resembled invisible threads, surging forth from the "Mending Heaven" Bai Mo, piercing through all obstacles, and shooting in nearly straight lines into the bodies of Hanluo City's residents.
Without the slightest defense, apart from the Ark's transmigrators, none of the Manghuang Realm natives in the city were spared; the speed was so rapid that even the Star Beacon in mid-air had no time to react.
"What are you doing?" It could clearly feel that ever since these invisible threads entered the bodies of the people below, their original Qi Luck networks seemed to have been shielded.
The game had begun.
"These hundred thousand people are my pawns." Bai Mo said, lying back completely ignoring gravity, on the crack in the sky.
"You have an entire nation, billions of people, on your chessboard; I must at least start with a hundred thousand or so to make this game interesting." He added casually.
"Don't do it again, or I have the right to tear up our agreement."
After a period of sensing, the Star Beacon roughly understood what was happening; people from the other side's civilization had arrived.
Bai Mo used his own power as a link to project the consciousnesses of a hundred thousand Earthlings from the other end to this side.
These projected consciousnesses caused the souls of the possessed people in Hanluo City to temporarily fall into a dormant state, their bodies taken over by external wills.
Compared to the Ark transmigrators' soul-devouring possession, they were more like temporary tenants of the body, able to leave at any time without the original body dying afterward.
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"How long have I been asleep...?"
"Where is this?!"
"How did I become a woman?!"
"Who changed my dress?!"
"Is this a historical drama set?"
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The Earthlings, slowly awakening from their slumber, observed the unfamiliar world around them with faces full of surprise.
Their last memories were from ten years ago, the moment Earth was completely enveloped by shadows, and now, upon waking, they found everything had changed.
Antique buildings, old-fashioned cloth and hemp garments, and for a few unlucky ones, even a temporary gender change.
"System notification: Your consciousness and five senses are currently linked via virtual reality technology to an alternate world named the Manghuang Realm. Please adapt to your new bodies as quickly as possible, then begin executing your missions..."
"If this is VR, then what about our original bodies?" Everyone, upon seeing the system's message, felt as if they had found their backbone.
In the years since the Destiny System appeared, most of its users had gone through an initial period of hostility and aversion, then two or three years of getting used to it, and finally, now, even a degree of reliance.
"All of your bodies are undergoing transformation on Earth. I repeat, begin executing your missions now."
Upon hearing this news, everyone felt relieved.
Those who had chosen to remain on Earth rather than follow the main forces to leave were, almost without exception, lacking in cultivation talent and influential family backgrounds, clearly understanding that even if they went to the Moon, they would only be able to struggle in the lower strata.
It was better to stay on Earth; after all, as long as they were obedient, the system here could guarantee a stable and peaceful life.
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