The Destroyer

Tula Xiaye, Naval Headquarters.

The members of the council, who hadn't slept all night, waited anxiously.

Not long ago, the Grand Speaker urgently summoned all the top ancient scholars and oceanographers of the House of Knowledge and Learning. They were ordered to decipher an unknown message as quickly as possible, which concerned a huge mystery, or even the ultimate secret of a prosperous Civilization disappearing into the cracks of history.

"There are very few references and inscriptions, and the script used by the other party has left almost no trace or variation in modern Civilization, making it difficult for us to determine the meaning of this information."

Remote message transmission is achieved through the resonance mechanism of light and dark elements. The Secret Hall, which is responsible for sending and receiving messages, has been completely sealed off by the Kovo Magic Swordsmen and the Verati Watchers. The Minister of the Navy, wearing a full set of spiritual robes and a mind amulet, personally negotiated with the unknown creature. Four Spirit Singers from the Life Safety Department were fully focused and ready to build a mental Bulwark at any time, while the members of the Council held their breath and waited in the safe area.

The curator of the House of Knowledge and Learning is reporting on the library's findings.

"But we have made a preliminary discovery: a few words that appear with extremely high frequency, and the strength of the strokes in their writing, convey a strong and anxious warning..."

He paused for a moment, then said, "The script they use is largely the same as the inscription on the Yilan Sea Stele. The differences are likely due to changes in the evolution of the script. We can basically conclude that they are the lost maritime Civilization, Yilan-Su'er, which many scholars have speculated about..."

"Really? Before this, I thought these claims were just sensationalist gimmicks made up by some attention-seekers."

Congressman Aokexindun said sarcastically, "They say that many Civilization have existed on the world we live in, but they were all destroyed. They also say that there was once an unprecedentedly advanced and powerful Civilization, almost like gods, which sank to the bottom of the sea for unknown reasons. They say that the planet we stand on is hollow, and there is a completely new world and an extremely advanced Civilization inside. Or they say that the nations are actually secretly controlled by a powerful and hidden force..."

"--But Congressman, at least the traces of Yilan-Su'er's existence have long been discovered, and the record on that sea monument was not a forgery by later generations. Now, we have the answer."

The curator said in a deep voice, "What you should be worried about now is who destroyed Yilan-Tai'er, whether the force that destroyed it still exists, and whether it will launch another attack..."

Congressman Aokexindun was about to speak again when the Speaker waved his hand and asked, "Do you have any guesses, suggestions, or thoughts regarding what you mentioned?"

The head of the Knowledge Pavilion looked serious.

"Your Excellency Speaker, I am responsible for overseeing the collection of knowledge, the recording of history, and academic research. Politics and military affairs are not my duties, but they are your authority."

"You told me that a crew Sea Traveler suffered a powerful spiritual attack in the final moments of his life and witnessed something extremely terrifying. This makes me uneasy. Perhaps what that hero saw was the very thing that caused the sinking of Yilan-Tai'er..."

He then became more solemn than ever before. "I know you have reservations about the information I've revealed. There are some things you don't want a pure scholar to know, and I understand that's the rule of politics. But as someone who looks back on history, I must remind you that this world is not safe, nor is it as stable as we imagine. When signs of danger appear, your duty is... to fight them with all your might."

Now that things were out in the open, the curator no longer concealed his intentions. He lowered his voice and said, "If that monster shows any signs of awakening, or almost certainly will, then I suggest you immediately declare a state of war for Council and invite all the monarchs and leaders of the Civilization world to join forces against this unprecedented and terrifying enemy!"

The Grand Speaker remained expressionless; this was a skill every leader needed to cultivate—to prevent others from discerning their thoughts, feelings, joys, and anger. After a moment's thought, he said, "I will consider it, Master."

He reached out and patted the other man on the shoulder, saying sincerely, "Your wisdom and knowledge Council. I commend your efforts and achievements, and I urge you to continue serving the Council's interests. Your Excellency, please continue to contact, exchange ideas, and learn from the other party. Please establish an effective dialogue with them as quickly as possible. The Starry Sky Council wants to know the answers to a few questions."

The curator paused for a moment, then said, "You mean..."

"Firstly, what are the abilities and weaknesses of that Destroyer? Who controls it? Can it be exploited?"

Secondly...

The speaker asked meaningfully, "Do these sealed ancient races yearn to return to the heavens? How many groups and how much power still remain? And..."

"A generous, kind, and powerful Council —can it do something for them?"

The curator is a scholar, but he is not familiar with the rules of politics and cannot think like a political animal. However, he is not stupid. He is extremely intelligent to become the top academic leader of the Council.

Therefore, having grasped the speaker's unspoken message, he showed extreme surprise. "Your Excellency, we should seek the assistance and strength of the entire world!"

"No, that's for the Starry Sky Council to decide, not your responsibility."

The Speaker said gently, "Please don't panic, Master. It might destroy the Yilan-Tai'er Civilization, but it might not be able to do anything to us."

"I've also heard the story of this lost Civilization. They built magnificent cities that allowed them to roam the seas with their immense power, advanced technology, and ingenious materials. They were a sea race, and that's why they perished. We, on the other hand, are children of the earth. No matter how powerful the monsters in the sea are, they can't threaten us, just as a white lion can't hunt a killer whale, just as dragons will forever rule the skies."

"And furthermore..."

He comforted the other person, revealing a meaningful smile.

"You may not know this, but the Dragon of Cathay resides in the Broken Isles. Even if the peerless beast that destroyed Yilan-Tai'er were to reappear, its first challenge would be the unparalleled alchemical weapons of the Cathayan, along with its globally formidable Forbidden Spell sword—we'll just have to wait and see."

"If even Kang De's Forbidden Spell isn't enough to destroy the enemy, then let's think of another way. If that deep-sea behemoth succumbs to the Forbidden Spell, then—wouldn't everything be fine?"

These were thoughts that shouldn't have been spoken aloud, a habit of those in positions of power, but in order to appease the somewhat naive top scholar before him, he revealed a little of them.

"Why should the Empire and the Elves bother with such a generous, kind, and powerful Council extends a helping hand to the ancient remnants, provides them with selfless assistance, accepts them as members of our nation, protects their culture, promotes their technology, and salvages their precious heritage?"

Hold the curator's hand firmly, applying slight pressure.

"Don't you, my finest scholar, long to interact with them face-to-face, without the arrogance of elves and the voyeurism of greedy imperial men?"

Under the silent gaze of the Speaker and the surrounding members of parliament, the curator slowly nodded.

"Yes..." he whispered, "You're right, I will..."

Before the words were even finished, the Secretary of the Navy's voice came through the security Bulwark: "Your Excellency, they have responded to our message—they've begun drawing up the plans!"

Everyone's spirits lifted—in the face of the language barrier, the curator suggested communicating using graphics, since this is a skill and culture shared by Civilization races.

So they drew human forms on the dark crystal plate, the most basic six-element structure, the outlines of continents, and star systems...

But the other party seemed to ignore this exchange.

Instead, it has been issuing similar warning messages continuously, right up to the present.

The image outlined by the crystal plate was projected onto the eternal Bulwark before everyone.

The lines outlined a preliminary shape.

"This is..." the curator recognized it at a glance, "... the outline of the Eastern and Western continents!"

Then, between the oceans of the two continents, a circle appeared, followed by an arrow pointing to this spot. Then, all the patterns were erased, and a line was drawn on the crystal plate, with the sun drawn above, fish below, and mountains on both sides.

"Horizon."

A city was drawn on the sea, with buildings standing tall and constantly expanding. The strokes were delicate and lively, revealing a lot of information through simple lines: a city that was constantly prospering, a spectacle floating on the sea, explorations deep underwater, and the magical substances they mined, manufactured, and collected.

"Radiant Crystal, Levitation Stone, and Primal Gel."

The curator murmured, "Scholars speculated that the super-magical crystals, floating stones, and Living Substance possessed by the Yilan-Tai'er... The Yilan-Tai'er people used the Radiant Crystal to master and utilize extraordinary power, used the Levitation Stone to create spectacular cities on the sea and ultimate vehicles for exploring the skies, and used the Living Substance to tame ancient marine creatures, strengthen their bodies, and even create armor and buildings... I never thought the legends were true..."

The lawmakers exchanged glances, their eyes flashing with intense emotion.

They nodded in unison, as if they had reached a consensus.

The city continued to expand, and its exploration vehicles appeared in the sky and on the seabed. The sun rose in the east and set in the west, and the planets revolved and revolved, until one day, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and a meteor crashed down.

It fell into the sea.

Then, terrifying tentacles rose from the ocean, stirring up towering waves. Vehicles were destroyed, cities collapsed, and the light of Civilization was extinguished throughout the vast sea until the last and largest city sank to the bottom of the sea. A terrifying Shadow followed the lost city into the deep sea.

Sinking into the deep sea, the lost city rests on a volcanic crater, forming an invisible shield.

The giant beast's tentacles were coiled within, its terrifying mouthparts devouring and sucking away its prey.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, the sky above the sea is unremarkable, but deep underwater, the monster relentlessly devours and gnaws at the last city, absorbing some kind of power or substance. The shield grows smaller and smaller, the city shrinks, and the points of light symbolizing life dwindle. In their place, more and more points of light appear on the surface of the behemoth—living things, offspring...

"... It seems that for countless years after the sinking of the last city of Yilan-Tai'er, this deep-sea behemoth has been constantly drawing some kind of power from it, not only strengthening itself but also spawning its offspring. In this light, the endless number of sea monsters attacking the Broken Isles seem to have been born from this..."

The Grand Speaker sighed, "No wonder there are so many of them..."

"No... I'm afraid it's not just that," the curator suddenly said. "They were warning us from the beginning, and they're still warning us now. They're warning us that during the countless years of slumber, this Destroyer has been drawing upon the essence of a Civilization —one that didn't belong to it—from Yilan-Tai'er!"

As if confirming its claim, in this simple yet elegant painting, countless points of light on the giant beast's body moved upwards toward the islands in the sky, and then Flame continuously burst forth in the sea. The councilors knew in their hearts that this must be the scene of Kang De using alchemical weapons to fight back—unexpectedly, these ancient creatures of the deep sea had also sensed it.

In the final image, the giant sea monster transforms into a deathly shadow, releasing the last city that had been struggling to survive, and stretching out its terrifying tentacles towards the blue sky and the azure waves, ready to devour everything in its path.

Words with very heavy strokes appear throughout the painting, written again and again.

"Guess what..."

Among the councilors who were engrossed in watching, someone broke the silence. "Does this word mean 'be careful,' 'fight,' or... 'run away'?"

No one answered, and the councilors all looked rather solemn.

An inexplicable sense of unease was spreading.

The curator gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Your Excellency, I don't know if you still hold your opinion, but as you can see, this monster is probably..."

Just then, the outer door was pushed open, and an intelligence officer whispered, "Your Excellency, reliable news has arrived from Distant Harbor —fierce fighting has broken out in the Broken Isles! It was the dragons still entrenched in the Broken Isles who used the secret Dragon Ballad technique to inform the dragons of Distant Harbor, and then formally notified our envoy!"

The Speaker asked, "What is the description of the dragon race?"

"... like an island."

The island is actually a hilltop that has not yet been completely submerged by water.

The Broken Isles.

The earth-shattering roar and long cry produced rolling sound waves that even dispelled the dark clouds in the sky.

Like mountains rising from the sea, its enormous body cascaded down like a waterfall, the rising water vapor spreading into mist, obscuring the form of this ferocious beast and making it appear and disappear in the fog of death.

Amidst the surging and rolling tides, the tentacles have almost fully emerged from the water. They are no longer the distal arms that extend from the deep sea to drag the body out of the water, but rather they have burst out of the water almost completely. The huge tentacles, which are over a thousand meters long, are like sharp peaks, stirring up the water vapor and mist. Each sucker is as large as a medium-sized ship, and pale golden shimmering lines are interwoven and sparkling.

In the hazy mist, the body that emerged from the water resembled a new island. Its surface was not smooth, but rugged and rough, as if it were topped by a mountain. The rocks on the mountain were not ordinary soil or stones, but strange stones that emitted an eerie red glow. They were connected together, and the crimson light kept flashing!

As the light pulsed, the seawater exploded continuously, and boulders rose into the air, lifted by an invisible force, swirling around the giant beast's body like celestial bodies. They arranged and circled around the sea fog behemoth in great numbers, like a star ring.

If an ordinary person witnessed this scene, they would surely regard this monster as a god, but those who have seen it now know that it is a mad Destroyer.

The screams and roars of the God of the Star Palace had transformed into a pure sonic attack, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Kant

Each roar created a terrifying scene of air stillness, the sound waves crashing against the sea surface and stretching endlessly.

The dragon in the sky roared uneasily, flapped its wings, and continued to ascend. Even the overlords of the sky, the perfect chosen race, couldn't help but feel fear and dread upon seeing this enormous and terrifying sea creature. Helicopters were accelerating their ascent to evacuate, their figures swaying in the raging sea wind.

Between heaven and earth, apart from this earth-shattering roar, there was only the howling of cannons.

All the long-range firepower in the Broken Sea was aimed at the emerging monster, but against this terrifying body that stretched for miles, a few kilograms of explosives were far too insignificant, not to mention...

"--The artillery fire couldn't even hit the enemy!"

Horus's voice was more urgent than usual. "Father, do you see those floating boulders? That's probably an extremely powerful force field! The principle is unknown, but it's a huge threat!"

The shells fired were blocked by this invisible force field, the impact fuses detonated the warheads, causing them to explode in mid-air, or they were simply blocked by the swirling, Levitation Stone!

Kang De said coldly, "How much longer will our people have to fly?"

"Expected to reach safe altitude within two minutes!"

"Then wait two more minutes!"

The implication was that in two minutes, they would unleash their ultimate weapon: smashing his mother.

Horus said in a deep voice, "Father, I'm afraid that's not so easy..."

Before Iron Son could finish speaking, the God of the Star Palace roared again.

"Fire Thief!"

Its roar swept across the entire area, even shaking nearby houses. "Come and kill me! Let me feel the pain again! I'm so full! I'm so full from eating!"

The other party laughed maniacally, "How filthy! This depraved body! How powerful! This contained energy! Kang De! If you don't begin, I will!"

It laughed and sang like a madman, "Well then, first, let me think about how it should fight! Ah—I've got it! Let's start with this move!"

The enormous tentacles, over a thousand meters long, continued to fall, crashing into the water and creating towering waves. But the surging tides were not their means of attack! All of the monster's tentacles plunged into the water, and then—

The sea surface is starting to collapse!

No, it wasn't a collapse, but rather a localized area of seawater disappearing at an extremely rapid pace. The surrounding seawater couldn't replenish it in time, and under the astonished gaze of the creatures here, the already enormous body of the monster continued to expand and expand. The local sea level kept dropping, revealing more of the terrifying form beneath the surface. Amidst the flowing mist, Kang De seemed to see its mouthparts, and saw it slightly straighten its body...

"Not good!"

Dairila charged forward on her phoenix, dragging Kang De along as they sped away: "Run—"

The sound was lost in the long, booming chant that echoed throughout the entire area.

Tens of thousands of tons of seawater were rapidly sucked in by this behemoth and then violently expelled. The unimaginable and incomprehensible enormous body exerted force beyond biological understanding, and the resulting shockwaves created a small tsunami centered on the body!

The surging tides surged in all directions, and from the gaping maw of the ocean, indestructible blades of water erupted, shearing off the central island's peak wherever they went. All remaining rubble and debris were swept away by the endless torrents of water. Wherever they went, all the island's buildings, along with their foundations, were blasted away and shattered. The large platform base that Kang De had meticulously planned and constructed vanished without a trace in an instant!

It was neither any supernatural power nor any kind of magic.

It's merely the strength of the physical body.

It uses the most basic substances and follows the most basic laws of physics.

Wherever they went, the three islands were as if they had been ravaged by a Category 6 hurricane, broken and desolate, with all traces of Civilization erased, leaving only a desolate and bleak scene, the final curtain of destruction.

This scene, witnessed by Kang De and the Phoenix King, astonished and even terrified the two most worldly-wise men in the world.

Kang De took a deep breath and said decisively, "Begin Mass Projection!"

He raised his hand to open a spatial gate, preparing to unleash the most powerful kinetic energy strike in history to destroy this terrifying enemy, but just then, Horus's voice rang out.

"Father, are you sure you want to do this?" it said. "I advise you to be cautious."

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PS1: Update... Hmph, look at me, I have such a lively nightlife, only updating now.