Star of Judgment

Looking around, one sees a place overgrown with strange and deformed vegetation. From the cliffs on both sides, one can hear rustling sounds of crawling, as the traces of Shoggoth and the Old Ones constantly move through the thick fog.

However, because the Void Engine program that Hexi had empowered for everyone was still active, these monsters, who had previously suffered severe losses, were wary and dared not approach.

As Kevin waved his hand to disperse some of the thick fog, a bizarre structure entirely made of obsidian and solid ice appeared before them.

This rock fortress, exuding a frenzied and savage style, does not conform to any known geometric structures or aesthetic concepts.

Several purplish-black crystals floated in a staggered arrangement on the completely open central altar.

These things emitted visible patterns of light, echoing the unintelligible cries from within the thick fog.

Superior!

The three noticed the rustling sounds around them becoming more frequent and agitated, and simultaneously launched an attack.

On the left, Hela continuously hurled weapons, shattering the thick fog and pinning the sneaky monsters to the rock wall.

On the right, Hexi, possessing a targeted Void Engine, could cause the monsters that entered her control range to gradually shatter and disintegrate with a wave of her hand.

Kevin, as the spearhead, did not waste the opportunities created by his two teammates.

In a flash, he landed above the purplish-black crystals and shattered them with a swing of his sword.

Instantly, a surge of purplish-red energy rippled outwards, causing the Shoggoth and the Old Ones, who had been jointly attacking the humans, to momentarily freeze.

Then, Shoggoth seemed to be greatly shocked.

Their bodies trembled violently, their pustular eyeballs darted around, and their tentacles swung about, constantly crushing rocks and even tearing off their own flesh.

Those incomprehensible roars were filled with madness, anger, and all sorts of other emotions.

The Old Ones, a mixture of plants and animals nearby, rustled as if in fear of something, frantically distancing themselves from the Shoggoth.

Then, to the astonishment of everyone around, a Shoggoth pounced on its master, its mandibles, adorned with sharp teeth, viciously tearing at the flesh of the Old Ones.

As if this were a signal, the Shoggoth, who had previously been enslaved and commanded by the Old Ones, launched a rebellion and began hunting down these hybrid creatures of plants and animals with even greater ferocity.

Upon seeing this, Kevin gave a thoughtful, cold laugh.

The Old Ones are a great race in the Void World capable of interstellar travel.

Whenever a civilization descends, they need these servants called Shoggoth to serve as their labor force and henchmen in transforming the world.

But how can we mass-produce Shoggoth adapted to a new dimension and planet?

Judging from the previous condition of the stone chamber, it appears that the genes of the local intelligent beings were extracted and transformed.

According to Kevin's own understanding of the Old Ones, the purplish-black crystals he shattered were the keys to maintaining the city's operation and controlling Shoggoth.

Once this restraint is broken, the fragmented memories of the Shoggoth' cruel treatment begin to resurface, and driven to madness, they naturally target the Old Ones as their first targets for elimination.

All these strange occurrences can only be attributed to fate.

But before the group left standing by could even catch their breath and appreciate the infighting among these Void Creature, a narrow gap opened up in the white mist.

With its purplish-red light flashing, it looked from a distance like a strange, one-eyed gaze overlooking the abyss.

"Buzz!"

The air vibrated strangely, and a roar echoed in everyone's minds. Their fading consciousness seemed to see a massive celestial body dominated by rust-red color.

Its outer shell is covered with faults and rifts, while beneath it lies a vast ocean of liquid iron that forms a blinking giant eye.

It saw us! An overwhelming sense of fear arose in everyone's minds.

"Laugh!"

At the critical moment, a burst of intense white light exploded from Kevin's hand.

The 11th Holy Relic shot out, combined with Space Authority and the Void Engine program attached to Hexi, piercing through the purplish-red vertical pupil in mid-air.

Immediately, the white space where the giant eye was located shattered like a broken mirror, and the eyeball, filled with horror and eeriness, was torn into millions of pieces.

Flare Furnace!

Hexi raised one hand, drawing in the sunlight of this galaxy, and through the activation of the Void Engine, disintegrated the countless fragments.

As the blinding light burst forth, the thick fog in the deep valley was abruptly dispelled, and the monsters hiding in the shadows let out rat-like screams and fled into the darkness.

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Chapter 986, Section 1030 Star of Judgment

Several days later, Winter Fortress, a side room.

Kevin, fast asleep, tossed and turned in bed, his exposed, flushed skin rubbing against the mat.

The man, his brow furrowed and drenched in sweat, seemed to be experiencing a nightmare.

It itches! It's so itchy! Something's crawling out of my skin!

Eyes! Eyes! So many eyes!

As Kevin scratched at himself, a hymn, like an air raid siren, came from the leaden-gray clouds, and the man looked up as if sensing something.

The one-eyed crimson planet that I had once seen in the Howling Abyss was now hovering above Freyja.

As the dark red light and the increasingly sharp [hymn] spread, the silent and peaceful Freyja seemed to be "brought to life".

The earth cracked open, and countless tentacles emerged from the dark crevices, slithering about like venomous snakes.

The creatures on the ground, fleeing in panic, either fell into the abyss, were preyed upon by tentacles, or knelt on the ground, howling in Affliction, with eyeballs and hands constantly being squeezed out of their skin.

"Boom!"

As lava erupted, enormous, eerie creatures crawled out of the abyss, and the entire Freyja exploded after the devastating blow pushed it beyond its limits!

Call!

Kevin sat up in bed, startled awake. He repeatedly examined his skin to make sure he was unharmed before letting out a long sigh of relief.

"I should be thankful that the current situation is not due to the corruption of the evil power of the Howling Abyss, but rather the precognitive abilities inherited from Odin's omnipotent state..."

"To verify this answer, I asked Hela, Hexi, and Sejuani, all teammates who had participated in the Abyss War, and it turned out that only I had this feeling."

Hopefully, this warning will allow humanity to make better arrangements...

Immediately, the sticky feeling on his body made the man remove his clothes, get up and go into the bathroom to take a shower, and then return to his study, where he took out a quill pen and paper and wrote down his speculations about his recent nightmares.

"Gheuros, Star of Judgment!"

"The forerunner of destruction, the Finality call of doom—this strange Void life is endowed with such a concept..."

"Once it appears, it will release celestial sounds like a sacred hymn, calling forth and awakening the unspeakable life forms slumbering in various Star Domain, so that they may join the revelry..."

"In the Howling Abyss, the crimson Evil Eye that sheltered the surviving Old Ones and helped them rebuild the Cthulhu civilization is named [Vekz]..."

"This is a projection of the Star of Judgment billions of light-years away. It only possesses a portion of the powers; its more important function is to establish Space Anchor to facilitate Gheuros's 'travel'."

Kevin paused slightly, parted the curtains, looked at the rising sun in the east, stretched gently, and continued writing.

"This Planet should have died..."

Fortunately, not everyone's heart is as rotten and selfish as Lissandra's.

"And the jinchūriki who served as the anchor points, Avarosa and Serilda, sacrificed their lives to seal the passage that was being opened..."

"But the unstable spatial structure and chaotic aura of the Howling Abyss still awakened the Old Ones who had been slumbering in the northern depths."

"They instinctively create servants, rebuild civilization, and prepare for the coming of the Doomsday Judgment..."

"However, we destroyed the shipping lanes they were establishing, shattering them along with the projection of the Star of Judgment..."

"The natural World Barrier formed on different planets have protected them from the vast majority of attacks and spying by these void monsters..."

"At the same time, the angel's Void Engine also played a crucial role."

"For the reasons stated above, we have temporarily averted a crisis for Freyja..."

"But there's no need for offerings or gratitude..."

"Avarosa, Serilda... you should remember these names..."

"This glimmer of life was Oldest One a hymn to human courage..."

The man gently touched his chest, paying homage to the departed Heroic Spirit, and after much hesitation, wrote down the final prophecy that surfaced in his mind.

"Looking up at the sky, high above, the time for the Stars Align is approaching; the past is gone, the end is near..."

"They seem to be coming back..."

"Hopefully, it's not too late..."

In the morning, Kevin, Hexi, Hela dined together at Sejuani's invitation.

Because the journey to the Howling Abyss was fraught with mystery, this so-called banquet was more like a simple internal gathering.

After a hearty meal, Kevin left Sejuani his "Guide to Dealing with Void Creature" as a reference for contingency planning.

For a long time to come, Winter Fortress and Howling Abyss could only rely on this Grand Duke of the North to sustain them.

Sejuani nodded solemnly, ordered the soldiers to deliver the horses and supplies to the courtyard, and after embracing Kevin and the other two in turn, she personally saw them off outside the city gate.

Although Kevin tried to persuade Sejuani to turn back along the way, the Grand Duke of the North insisted on continuing, and when they passed through a snow-covered cedar forest, the dull sound of horses' hooves rang out.

A squad of Frostclaw Cavalry emerged from the woods in formation, drew their swords in unison, held them upright, and bowed to the three men in utmost respect.

The three of them could naturally tell from these familiar faces that they were all veterans who had participated in the War of the Abyss.

Kevin, Hexi, and even the proud Hela, after a brief silence, all drew their swords in return.

Sejuani rode forward, handed Kevin's booklet to the leading knight, and then gently waved her hand in acknowledgment.

The elite Frostclaw Cavalry, numbering over a hundred, bowed slightly to their lord.

They did not enter the city gate. After circling around, these black dots, disappearing into the wind and snow, galloped northward on horseback.

"What are they doing..."

Sejuani turned around and calmly responded to Kevin's question.

"Go to that castle in the Howling Abyss and become the new Frost Guard..."

"If those things return, Winter Fortress needs a barrier to slow their encroachment..."

"As for what happened just now, they wanted to say goodbye to you before they left..."

The man fell silent, somewhat regretting his earlier restraint.

"Let's hurry while the sun is still shining; there's a handwritten letter I wrote to Anixid in the package..."

"She seems to be facing a counterattack from the Southern Federation, and is currently at a stalemate, desperately short-handed..."

Sejuani waved her hand dismissively, no longer trying to stop the three of them.

The three turned their horses around and set off into the snowy road. Just as they were about to disappear into the white expanse, Sejuani suddenly had a sudden inspiration and shouted at Kevin in a solemn voice.

"They did it voluntarily..."

"It is made of frost and ice, shaped by wind and snow, and solidified by cold!"

"No matter what we face, the people of the North will never betray us, and will never back down!"

"I will defend Winter Fortress in honor of my ancestors!"

However, Sejuani still received no response even after the three figures disappeared into the snowstorm.

Honestly, spending so much time with these people makes me a bit soft-hearted and sentimental.

Sejuani's expression hardened, she shook her head slightly, turned her warhorse around, and returned to the city lord's mansion.

As she entered the living room, the sight of a Sword of Flames lying horizontally on the table, with a note underneath, brought a faint smile to the lips of the Grand Duke of the North.

"If you have any questions, remember to contact us, friend..."

"A friend? "Sejuani casually tore the note to shreds and threw it in the trash can, then replaced her old knight's sword with this Sword of Flames.

The female soldier's gaze as she looked up at the sky outside the window held a newfound peace and tranquility.