EBE Chapter 343 Let Europe Burn!
Chapter 343 Let Europe Burn!
Chapter 343 Let Europe Burn!
After regaining his composure, Servais stood up.
Compared to his previous eloquence at the conference, he now looks like a beggar.
His white coat was tattered, with holes and bloodstains everywhere. It was hard to imagine what he had been through these past few days.
"Professor Siegfried, you are right. I shouldn't have published my research findings so hastily."
Selvis's face still held a shadow of gloom, but he had regained a basic level of composure.
"They've been looking for me these past few days, trying to put me under house arrest or simply make me disappear."
"I could guess," Siegfried nodded. "I knew what would happen the day you left the meeting."
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"You guessed it?"
"Yes, it's either go along with them or refuse... When I learned of your disappearance, I knew you chose the latter."
"And then you started looking for me, right?"
Servis was suddenly taken aback, and for some reason, he realized something was amiss.
The Siegfried before him gave him a sense of unfamiliarity, as if he were more weathered and more mature.
He was completely different from the person he had met at the meeting.
It's very difficult for a person to undergo such a change in a short period of time unless there is external intervention, or...
Thinking of a certain possibility, Servais's expression turned serious.
"A time machine?" he tentatively asked.
"Yes, a time machine." Siegfried's expression darkened slightly. "What you are seeing now is Siegfried one year in the future."
"One year later... What happened during that year that forced you to use the prototype left behind by your teacher?"
Selvis believed that Siegfried was well aware of the cost of manipulating time and would not use that thing lightly.
Unless the future a year from now is already almost hopeless.
"What else could it be? It's nothing more than that Genetics Act."
Siegfried shrugged and chatted with his fellow disciples about his experiences.
In the future he experienced, the Gene Act was still passed.
Because of the enormous, readily apparent benefits, politicians have set aside their opposition and joined forces to push for the implementation of the bill.
While there may be some who still have a conscience, their insignificant voices will be drowned out when the majority decides to implement the law.
The Gene Act is not just about genetic modification; it's about building a high wall between different social classes based on bloodlines.
The ladder to scale the high walls, namely genetic modification technology, is only controlled by the upper echelons.
People at the bottom of society want to cross this wall, but no matter how hard they try, they can't. The inherent gap is so large that it's hard to make up for it with effort.
"This future is obvious, but because of the Gene Act, our ascension was not completed smoothly and was only stuck halfway."
"Ascension?" Servais asked, puzzled. "What does that mean?"
"Ascension signifies a leap forward in civilization or nation, similar to the Industrial Revolution, but faster and more intense."
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Siegfried explained to him what "ascension" meant, and then lamented, "Back then, because our ascension plan failed, we had already fallen far behind other countries' powers."
Cyber madmen with highly cybernetic bodies drive their steel torrents to invade Europe once again, while their genetically castrated lower-class people can only fight against the steel with their enhanced bodies under the forced conscription of the powerful.
The nanostorm came from the East and swept across the entire European continent. Wherever it passed, cities and fortresses disappeared from the map, but their people still had to fight against this monster.
There are also unpredictable long-range mental tearing waves, gigabit-level macro cannons in the Avalon floating fortress... All factions have their eyes on the Alliance, this easy target.
Those pioneers who have already completed their ascension have greatly developed their technology and significantly improved their national strength; they are simply lacking a target for testing.
"If we successfully complete the ascension plan, at least we'll have something to show for ourselves, instead of being constantly on the defensive like I've envisioned in the future."
"But their shortsightedness destroyed everything," Servais added. "So you've come back to change all that?"
"Yes," Siegfried nodded heavily, "the free world has only one chance for revival, and since they are not seizing it, then I will do it."
"What do you want to do?" Selvis could vaguely smell the gunpowder and blood.
"Let war begin, let Europe burn!"
Siegfried had had enough of those politicians and their endless bickering. Now that he had a second chance, he was determined to rebuild the glory of the free world.
"Come on, Selvis, I'll take you to a place, the headquarters of the resistance. We must end this before the end of the mind."
He started walking, and Servis, startled, quickly followed.
"What do you mean by 'soul ending'?"
"Oh, it's nothing, just a bald guy who plans to unify human consciousness, suppress all free thought, and thus eliminate war and division..."
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The sound gradually faded away, and the footsteps receded into the distance.
In the alley, only a pool of blood and the bodies of two unfortunate agents remained.
South Pacific Ocean, 47°9′S, 126°43′W.
The place where Modi is located is a deep, dark seabed that no detector can find.
A young man in a red robe strolled on the seabed, surrounded by schools of fish, some small and some fierce predators.
However, no matter what kind of fish it was, they all seemed to ignore the young man and swam leisurely past him.
"That's strange. Why are there only these kinds of fish? Where are the Deepseas? Where are the Star Familiars? Could it be that there's no R'lyeh Seafood City here at all?"
Where can he get the Deepsea Fish Head Soup he's missing?
"According to the testimonies of those ancient beings, they fought against the Green-skinned Fatso and other monsters, and they witnessed the city of R'lyeh firsthand. But where have all those monsters gone now?"
Modi stopped and looked at the deep, dark sea before him, lost in thought.
In fact, before coming here, he had already looked for other popular attractions, such as Miskatonic University and Innsmouth.
Without exception, he found no trace of these places.
Even if someone has related memories in their mind, even if there are some clues left in the file, if it's not there, it's not there.
"It's as if it vanished into thin air."
Modi spread his spiritual senses, scanning the lightless depths of the sea again and again.
If R'lyeh truly existed here, he didn't believe it would have left no trace.
Even if there are no traces in the present or future, there should be some traces in the past.
"It seems necessary to step back and explore part of myself to uncover the past of this place, but before that..."
""
With a wave of his hand, an ancient being appeared out of thin air and fell into his hand.
"Don't panic, I need you to be my anchor."
After calming Antasto down, Mordi began his operation.
Using the memories in Antasto's mind as an anchor, he tried to find R'lyeh, who was in the past.
A sea of blood unfolded, with large amounts of blood overflowing from his body, staining the surrounding seawater red.
Rather than saying it's about dyeing people red, it's more accurate to say it's about assimilation.
All marine creatures that came into contact with the blood went berserk and began fighting each other indiscriminately, friend or foe.
Everywhere were the corpses of marine life, which soon dissolved into the blood, leaving not a trace.
Only Antasto remained unaffected by the clear, clean seawater, yet even it trembled with fear at the sight outside.
It had assumed that Mordi was just a powerful wizard, similar to Yuri, and that it had overestimated Mordi as much as possible.
But it never expected that this was not just a simple wizard.
"This is clearly a ruler."
Antasto felt a deep fear, just as he had when facing the Lord of R'lyeh; every cell in his body seemed to be screaming.
At that time, the Ancient Ones were at their peak, a powerful civilization that had completed multiple ascensions and possessed various advanced technologies.
At that time, they were even able to fight against the Star Familiars and Deep Ones led by the Dominator, and occupy large territories surrounded by various powerful races.
But now, they have nothing left. Perhaps some of their kind still exist scattered in the cold universe, but that has nothing to do with them.
The blood was spreading, from point to surface, from the deep sea to the shallow sea, everywhere was the tentacles of the sea of blood.
Soon, even satellites captured images of the anomaly in the Pacific Ocean.
A large red area has suddenly appeared on the surface of the South Pacific Ocean, and this area is still expanding outward.
A chilling aura lingered on the sea, discouraging anyone from venturing into these waters.
Aside from madmen and fools, no one would willingly go there.
But the world is not lacking in either of these two types of people.
The gears turned and meshed, making a clicking sound.
The crew's reason crumbled with each sound until it was gone.
All that remained in their eyes was restless anxiety; the loss of reason meant they had become madmen, and naturally, they were no longer afraid of the sea's aura.
At the other end of the boat, there were a few more people standing.
If the crew members are man-made madmen, then these few are idiots.
"Crazy Gear is really useful, but unfortunately, it also interferes with my use."
Shaking his octopus head, Jeremy felt his brain had slowed down considerably, so he quickly grabbed the prisoner next to him and sucked his brain clean in one gulp.
Feeling a little more awake, Jeremy casually tossed the prisoner aside and, without batting an eye, cast a Courage spell on himself to counteract the effects of the sea's ferocious aura.
"There must be secrets in the depths of the sea; it might be a side story worth exploring."
Jeremy chuckled, not worried that he would perish here.
As for the reason, it's because he had already completed his return mission and had enough war points to return at any time.
By this time, the other teams had also gathered enough points to allow one or two people to return, but they still had teammates to consider, so no one returned.
But he's different. He's in the aquaculture business, so what happens to others is none of his business. He only needs to prioritize himself.
Moreover, the strangeness of this change might be the opportunity for him to advance to six stars...
In his quest to escape divine retribution, Jeremy himself was unaware that he had become somewhat deranged.
"We're almost there. Hey you guys, those of you who know magic, cast your spells. Those of you who don't, hurry up and put on your diving suits and go down and check out what's going on down there!"
He kicked the woman and threatened her to get into the water immediately.
"It's good that they're all dead; it'll be perfect for me to cut ties with the past," he thought darkly.
The woman shook herself and quickly put on her wetsuit.
Although she was afraid of the unknown underwater, she was even more afraid of Jeremy, fearing that he would drain her brains.
As he watched his teammates disappear into the red sea, Jeremy controlled the frenzied crew while observing the underwater situation through his teammates' eyes.
As far as the eye could see, there was only scarlet.
But apart from this, there are no other possibilities.
Even the sonar detected nothing unusual; the sea was completely calm beneath the surface, and Jeremy had no idea what was happening down there.
"Something's not right. This sea area is like a dead place. I can't sense any life force or any spiritual signals."
The Mind Flayer became alert, feeling that the surroundings were becoming increasingly quiet, not only in terms of sound, but also in terms of wind and waves.
"Is it an illusion? No, it's not an illusion."
Jeremy looked out the porthole, even more certain that this was the calm before the storm.
The ship floated on the sea, incredibly stable. Apart from the beeping of the instruments and the occasional low growls of the crew, there was no other sound, not even the sound of the wind or the waves crashing on the ship.
"What's hidden down there...?!"
Startled, Jeremy realized that one of the mental connections had been severed, and within seconds, the remaining connections also disappeared one after another.
Before the connection was broken, all he could see was a crimson expanse.
The people who went down did not struggle or call for help; it was as if they died without realizing it.
Yes, they died; Jeremy never thought they were still alive.
"This is a huge problem..."
""
At that moment, the instruments on the ship emitted a sharp, explosive sound.
A thick tentacle ripped through the water and lashed the boat, easily smashing a large hole in it.
Countless dark shadows rose from the seabed, clinging to the hull and climbing step by step onto the deck, while some were digging into the ship underwater.
Their strength was astonishing; they managed to carve a large hole in the bottom of the ship.
"This is... a Deep One?!"
The moment Jeremy saw the attacker's face, he froze, a chill running through his brain.
This is the South Pacific Ocean, and there are still many deep-sea divers on the seabed. What this means is something any reincarnator can guess.
He looked out the porthole again, and saw several more tentacles emerging from beneath the sea surface.
"...Star Families." He gritted his teeth and squeezed out the word, "Then down there is probably the legendary seafood city."
He controlled the berserk crew to charge at the enemy, while the mind flayer raised a hand and reached out to grasp the tentacles outside the captain's cabin.
A sickening sound rang out, and in an instant, the tentacles exploded into a bloody mist.
The next second, clumps of something rose up on the sea surface, as if some enormous object was surfacing.
Jeremy's expression turned serious as he prepared to unleash a mental blast.
However, before he could make a move, the bulging areas caved in again, and at the same time, a terrified roar came from the seabed.
Those deep-sea behemoths were dragged back by some being.