Chapter 573: Arrival
Compared to ordinary people who lacked Spirit Energy perception, the superhuman special envoys, possessing extraordinary powers and capable of detecting their surroundings through special means, performed even worse.
Sometimes, the more you know, the greater the destructive power of the truth.
In their spirit energy vision, it was easy to see that the flowing light encasing everyone's bodies contained enough spirit energy to instantly obliterate a city. They were like sitting on a supercharged nuclear warhead aimed at the Moon.
"Is it really necessary...?" several adventurers who had endured countless battles over the years and believed they had seen everything, muttered to themselves.
"What is all this for...?"
They had heard of cannon executions, but never imagined such an extravagant way to die as a nuclear bomb execution.
Their bodies, utterly unable to move, couldn't even express a look of despair.
What was more torturous than death was waiting for death.
Although the flowing light propelling them forward was extremely fast, the flight time was still excessively long compared to the more than 300,000 kilometers between Earth and the Moon.
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"What a beautiful Earth..." At this moment, only ordinary people like Jian Xue still had the leisure to appreciate the beauty of Earth from space.
They didn't understand spirit energy, and even believed that the flowing light tightly binding them was merely a more advanced seatbelt and protective shield, keeping ordinary people safe from cosmic radiation and extreme temperatures.
It was a rare opportunity to view Earth from space, one that couldn't be missed, especially since the Moon's artificial atmosphere canopy shielded much of the true conditions of space.
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"At this speed, won't we arrive on the Moon precisely on the day the Grand Expedition departs?!" After nearly a day of steady flight, Jian Xue, who still managed to maintain a difficult calm, roughly calculated the estimated landing time using her limited knowledge of astronomy and mathematics.
At least for now, she still believed that what was taking her back was a "black tech" spacecraft developed by Earth, and not some Big Ivan.
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"Warning! System detected ultra-high energy objects will collide with the Moon in twelve hours and forty-eight minutes!"
An alarm suddenly blared within the Moon Expedition Command Center.
The Star Orbit Scanner, positioned in synchronous orbit around the Moon, first issued a warning to the General Command Center when more than a dozen "meteors" were still over ten hours away from impact.
"Cancel the alert. Grant them clearance." A middle-aged man who looked like a general gritted his teeth upon hearing this, then somewhat deflated, gave orders to his subordinates.
"Yes, sir!"
The Star Orbit Scanner was equipped with several high-power space-based laser weapons, capable of destroying most space debris attempting to breach the Moon's artificial protective layer.
Of course, their existence also had some unstated reasons... such as suppressing rebellious forces on the ground.
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"He's here." The Federation Council members, scattered across various locations, thought with differing emotions upon receiving the news.
"I've arrived." Old Pope Gondor, who had been pacing back and forth in the Luminous Holy Church's grand cathedral for most of the day, muttered to himself with a sense of relief.
Under the watchful eyes of his guards and Holy Spirits, he used the staff in his hand to activate the colossal magic array, which had been meticulously prepared and optimized to perfection over many years.
This was the core of the entire plan.
Behind the array lay the Divine Kingdom belonging to the deity of the Luminous Holy Church.
"Life was in him, and this life was the light of man. The light shone in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it..." Gondor silently recited the classic scripture, transcending the boundaries of space to enter the Divine Kingdom.
The empty Divine Kingdom contained nothing but a ball of light.
This was the non-personified deity born from the faith power of countless Luminous Holy Church adherents.
It had no name, or rather, it held a different name in the heart of every believer.
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Gondor gazed at the Divine Kingdom, which had been mended at such a great cost, and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.
That mysterious abyss world, once connected to the Divine Kingdom, was like a deeply ingrained wound, constantly depleting the Divine Kingdom's essence.
Had he not proactively promoted the Dao Yuan Era in exchange for Bai Mo's promise to intercept the demons from the abyss world, he would not have had the opportunity to repair the Divine Kingdom from within.
He walked directly toward the ball of light.
"In the name of God, Luminous Holy Covenant, activate!"
The core of the grand cathedral trembled slightly.
The condensed ball of light began to expand outwards, passing through the magic array and into the grand cathedral in the real world, simultaneously igniting the thirteen candles that had been prepared long ago.
The music of the Holy Music Ensemble began.
"Ah~~~ Ha~~~" The Holy Choir's hymns rose.
In the Spirit Energy Era, singing meant far more than simple vocalization.
Songs imbued with mental power could be a considerably powerful combat method; a single song could even twist the worldview of those with weak resistance.
"Brainwashing demonic sounds" were no longer an exaggeration.
Of course, in addition to combat applications, the mental infectivity within songs was also widely used in the Divine Path.
Whether it was the chanting during the Huaxia Federation's Ascension to Godhood Ceremony or the Holy Music Ensemble and Holy Choir of the Luminous Holy Church, they all leveraged the emotional resonance of song to harness vast faith power and achieve their goals.
In the development of musical technology, the Luminous Holy Church was humanity's leader.
The church's most elite new Saintess, known to outsiders as the Army-Breaker Songstress, could, with a single melody, directly convert large numbers of soldiers into pacifists.
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The special hymns echoing through the grand cathedral quickly began to "dissolve" the ball of light that had been nurtured by faith.
"Man should keep his word!" he repeated continuously.
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The ritual continued for most of the day, until a group of meteors streaked past.
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"Phew, I thought I was going to die." Even the most strong-willed among the special envoys couldn't help but shed tears after the flowing light safely landed on the Moon.
"..." Most others couldn't even speak.
The dozens of hours spent flying enveloped in the flowing light were undoubtedly the longest dozens of hours of their lives. They couldn't move, couldn't cry, couldn't laugh; apart from their minds still being active, their bodies barely felt like their own.
During the dozens-of-hours-long space journey, they went from initial panic, fearing the "nuclear bomb" beneath them would reduce them to ashes, to calm, rational thought, and then to a numbness akin to soul-body separation.
"My hand... is this my hand?" After lying sprawled on the ground for nearly ten minutes, someone finally crookedly raised their hand.
Two days and nights of being utterly unable to move, yet paradoxically unable to fall asleep, had almost made them forget how to control their limbs.
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