Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 159: Set Off

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Alan looked at the space in surprise. It was pitch black and lonely, as if there was a corner at the end of the universe. At the far edge, an orange arc of light arched upwards, spanning the entire line of sight. Above, there were a few sporadic floating fluorescent lights, so desolate that it caused one's heart to palpitate.

Right now, he was certain that there was another mysterious and unfathomable space of consciousness between the Origin Energy Star Sea and reality. At this moment, Alan was in this space. Back then, when he used the power of nine spins to break through the barrier and construct the first genetic circuit, he had also visited this space. At that time, it was just a matter of not taking a glance, but today, when the Origin Energy Star Sea swept up some Origin Energy Fireflies and his consciousness was about to return to reality, he miraculously entered this world.

What was the meaning of this space?

Alan doesn't know.

Space was deathly silent, as if there would be no change in another ten million light years. At this moment, an invisible ripple appeared at the end of the space. Allen was separated by a few infinities, but the ripple reached him with a snap of his finger. Alan rushed over for no reason and felt his heart palpitate. The feeling was like a vicious god glancing at him unintentionally, making him almost scream.

He suppressed his mind with unparalleled calmness, so that he wouldn't lose his composure.

Just as he was thinking about what was at the end of the space, the arched arc that stretched across the space suddenly expanded. After a while, Alan finally came to his senses. It wasn't that the arc of light expanded, but that he was rapidly approaching the edge of the world.

When he "stopped", Alan's heart skipped a beat. He discovered that he was floating in midair, and beneath his feet was an endless abyss!

It was as if the world had been sliced through by an invisible giant blade. With Allen as the center, a fault extended to the left and right. He was unable to tell where the end of the fault lay even with his poor eyesight. Beneath the spatial rift that had been sliced by a knife and axe was a winding river of light. The arc of light that arched at the edge was refracted by the river of light. The river of light was bright orange, and it was not calm during this period. From time to time, deep muffled noises could be heard from within.

Alan could feel the shocking heat coming from the soles of his feet. The river of light at the bottom of the space was ten thousand kilometers away, but it was still shocking. The interior of the river was probably thousands of times hotter than magma!

Lonely Sky, Fault, River of Light, this strange space of consciousness was filled with an indescribable mysterious smell. Why does it exist? What was the meaning? Was it an imaginary space in Allen's subconscious, or was it within Allen's consciousness? He had no way of knowing these questions.

Alan could only feel that there seemed to be something in the river of light. He really wanted to take a look. However, his instinct was screaming, keeping him away from the river of light and this space. As his consciousness swayed between curiosity and instinct, the entire world suddenly disappeared. As if he had left the Origin Energy Star Sea, things shrank and blurred. Finally, his eyes lit up. Alan saw the screen dancing in the morning breeze, as well as the faint white light in the distant sky outside the window.

Consciousness returned to reality.

He did a group of exercises to relieve his muscles and then felt the Origin Energy in his body. Strangely, the Ying Hui harvested from the Origin Energy Star Sea did not increase his strength by a little, but instead consumed a portion of his Origin Energy. Where did the disappearing Origin Energy Yinghui go? He felt that it had something to do with that space of consciousness.

What kind of place was that? It was just that his consciousness stayed there for a moment, yet he had to pay for the newly harvested Ying Hui and some Origin Energy? Alan shook his head and found that this question was as puzzling as the devil's praise.

He didn't intend to waste any effort to think of a problem that he couldn't figure out for the time being. Besides, today was the day he left Earth and left with Windsor Belo for the Yordon Domain. He still had a lot of things to do.

Alan took a shower and pulled out a kit under the bed. Open the box. There's a brand new set of magical equipment inside. Gifted by Adele, this set of magic power armor called "Glory Judgment" could activate the Light of Judgment, convert 20% of the Origin Energy absorbed and counterattack. It was considered excellent in the second-grade armor.

After putting the components of the armor on his body, Allen had a silver-gray background and a light armor with light golden energy conduction patterns embedded in it. He put on his military uniform again. This was the Sirius military uniform that Mirren had sent over. The uniforms of the Sirius Legion were mainly in light colors, decorated with dark colors. As for military ranks, they were mostly reflected on shoulder badges and badges.

With Allen's current strength, he was qualified to be a sergeant in the Federation's military ranking system. Therefore, on his shoulder bracelet, three golden corners were used to distinguish between them.

In the end, Alan picked up a special holster, which he had personally sewn. Using the soft skin beneath the belly of the Tyrannosaurus rex, he sewed a saber sheath so that he could retract the sharp teeth of the bone saber. The lizard's skin was much tougher than ordinary leather, and its leather was rough. It was also suitable for retracting fangs, a bone knife that was filled with primitive styles. As for the devil's praise, it was tied to the outside of his thigh. The appearance of the demon praise in the non-awakened state was no different from an ordinary dagger. There was no need to spend any effort to hide this Origin Tool. As long as one was careful when using it, it was fine.

Holding his fangs, Alan walked through the living room. As he walked out of the wing tower's residence and closed the door, Alan looked deeply into the door.

It would take about two years for the door to reopen.

The door closed, and Alan descended from the wing tower. Outside the tower, Wilick and Bloy had been waiting for a long time. Both of them looked up when they saw Alan come out. A faint smile appeared on Wilick's face, while Bloy remained expressionless and stood upright like an iron tower.

"Have you thought it through?" Alan asked.

Wilick nodded and said, "I'm tired of staying here. It would be nice to change the environment."

"As long as it's a battlefield, there's no place I don't dare to go!" Broy said in a deep voice.

Alan raised his head and looked at the main building of the castle. The dawn gradually lit up, and the Gryphon flag above the main building, representing Beth Cod, fluttered violently in the wind. From afar, it looked like a ball of flames jumping about. After staring at the flag for a moment, Alan withdrew his gaze and whispered, "Then let's go. I hope you don't regret your decision."

After Christmas, Windsor Belo and Alan met. The marshal said that if Alan wanted to, he could bring Wilick and Bloy with him. If you want to nurture these two people into your own team, then you might as well nurture a tacit understanding from now on. However, they were going to the chaotic battlefield, so Alan gave them a few days to think about it.

Today, they are replacing answers with actions.

Without sending them off, almost no one was alarmed. An airship quietly picked up the three of them. However, in the study room of the main building, Horn arrived earlier than usual. He stood at the window and watched the flying ship fly off into the distance.

"Let's go." Horn suddenly said.

Behind him, Helsing lowered his head and said, "Young Master will definitely come back."

"I hope so." Horn smiled bitterly and shook his head, "If it weren't for Windsor Belo's request, I would never have agreed. After all, that battlefield was too early for Alan."

He took a deep breath, turned around and said, "Very, very human. If Alan could come back from the chaotic battlefield, it would be of great benefit to him in his future career." We have a lot of things to do ourselves, Mr. Helsing. Please make an appointment with Mr. Hughton for me. "I hope he doesn't refuse to be our technical advisor for the sake of his friendship with Allen."

Helsing bowed and said, "I'll do it now."

He went to the door and said, "Master, the Priest Miro invited by Young Master Allen will arrive in Babylon in the afternoon."

"Father Miro is said to be Young Master's father's friend."

Horn narrowed his eyes. The temperature in the study suddenly dropped a little before returning to normal. "Put him in Lewin and have him watched all day long. I'll pay my respects to the priest when I have time," said the chief of the Bescord clan in a deep voice.

Helsing nodded and opened the door. Horn's eyes kept changing, and he finally sighed softly, "Father Milo, if only I knew where Archimedes is "

A small airship landed at Sirius' exclusive port 5 as much of the apron of the Ares Military Harbor was paved with golden sunlight. The small Red Wolf starship was on standby, and the lift deck was diagonally connected to the ground. When Alan and the others got off the ship, Windsor Belo's figure also appeared at the entrance of the starship. She was dressed in a military uniform with her hands crossed over her chest. She raised her head and said, "Don't dawdle. Quickly come up. It will take quite a while for you to apply for the warp passageway."

Alan smiled and walked up the deck with his fangs. Behind him, Wilick and Bloy fell back a little. Broy seemed to not know Windsor Belo and whispered, "Who is this woman? She is thousands of times more dangerous than all the females I've ever seen!"

Welik broke out in cold sweat and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense, man, for your lovely head."

Windsor Belo's ears twitched as if she heard them talking about her. He snorted and frightened Wilick into a cold sweat. Marshal Greed called the adjutant over and said, "Mirren, I'll go to the control room. I'll leave these boys to you."

"Don't worry, I will take good care of them."

Windsor Belo left through an automatic door. The adjutant saluted her and then said to Allen, "The starship is about to set sail. Everyone, please sit down and fasten your seat belts. There will be some turbulence as you pass through the atmosphere. Please don't leave your seats so as to avoid accidents."

As he spoke, he set an example and sat in one of the cabins, with an orange-yellow seat belt fastened to his body. Allen and the others followed suit and tied them up. The starship trembled slightly, but the lift deck was already stowed away. Alan sat near the porthole and could see the harbor outside. At this time, the cabin's announcement sounded Windsor Belo's voice, "I hope you're all ready. We're leaving now. Enjoy your first interstellar journey, boys!"

Ten thousand red plus more at night!

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