Abyssal Wanderer.

"But even if I get there, with my current limited resources, it's impossible to appease the hundreds of thousands of infected people in the Nord resettlement area."

Seeing that Christie, upon discovering the arrival of the "Great Thunder," not only did not stop but instead accelerated towards the Nord resettlement area like a moth to a flame, Sita quickly reminded her.

After reaching Depth 7, most of the adjustment pathways transfer their consciousness from the biological brain to other mediums; this process is often referred to as the second metamorphosis.

Specifically, in the Orpheus path, the physical medium used by the path adjuster to carry their consciousness is a self-replicating, upgraded version of the "Nyx Factor".

The true thoughts of the Coordinators are diffused within an astronomical number of tiny nanoparticles, while the Coordinator entities that ordinary people can observe and communicate with are actually people or constructs parasitized or controlled by nanoparticles.

This is why, although Theta was suddenly attacked by Titans on the way, the entire escort team was wiped out, and the high-depth body that had been used to show people was completely destroyed, Theta himself, as a Depth 7 Coordinator, was still alive.

As long as the remaining Nyx Factor can maintain her basic personality, she will not die.

But the Titans that attacked them didn't seem to have this awareness, or perhaps they simply didn't care.

In short, they only destroyed the aircraft and the escorting Valkyries, and completely dismantled the body that Theta used to control the Nyx Factor. They did not use electromagnetic or energy weapons to further eliminate the dissipating Nyx Factor or completely annihilate her.

Of course, this only delayed Sita's death process—losing the radiation device that continuously powered the Nyx Factor and the field generator that controlled the distribution and flow of those nanoparticles, her thoughts would become increasingly slow and thin as the concentration of the Nyx Factor decreased, until she eventually disappeared completely from this world.

It's like a wisp of floral fragrance disappearing in spring.

If she were in a resettlement area or other densely populated region, she might be able to parasitize the brains of onlookers and then control and guide them to recreate new bodies for her, or simply live as them.

But in the place where the plane crashed in Xita, it's likely that not a single ghost will come again for another ten years.

It only takes half a day at most for the concentration to spread to the point of complete unconsciousness.

Just as she was constantly consuming the limited energy within the Nyx Factor, trying her best to resist the spread of entropy increase, and feeling utterly hopeless about her future, a huge, jet-black mechanical dragon covered in bright blood-red patterns suddenly made a dashing appearance.

With incredible speed and agility, the opponent pierced through the dense barrage of fire from the Titan machines and hurtled straight toward the crash site. During this time, the mechanical dragon even performed sharp turns in the air as if it were surfing on Newton's coffin, ignoring inertia and dancing at will in extreme danger.

Then, the mechanical dragon braved the gunfire and arrived at the crash site. Multiple air intakes on its wings opened, acting like vacuum cleaners at full power, sucking in all the Nyx energy that was spreading around it.

In the end, before the massive firepower of the Titan machine could completely turn the area into a sea of ​​fire, the dragon blasted out a Mach ring and sped away.

Of course, Christie told Theta about all of this afterward—after her body was destroyed, she lost her regular sensors and could not see the other party's amazing actions except for the magnetic field that the Nyx factor could "sense".

This was a great pity for Christie.

In short, this guy named Carole Christie explained his identity and purpose—at least part of it.

According to her, she is the head of an outsourcing studio under the Pluto Deep Diving Company. She has also invested heavily in the Nord resettlement area. In addition, she has a highly trusted and excellent employee currently working in Nord.

That's why, even now, under the shadow of the Great Thunder, she can't just ignore it.

Out of politeness for having just been rescued, Sita didn't try to read Christie's mind. But she could at least discern that Christie's emotions when stating her purpose were genuine—including protecting assets and employees.

But it's clear that this guy didn't tell the whole story.

For example, where did she get her intelligence, and why was she able to know the crash site so accurately?

It's probably the steed of some advanced AI on the dark web...

Out of curiosity, Sita took a quick look at Christie's surface-level thinking and came to this conclusion.

However, she dared not continue reading minds, since her life was still in the other person's hands.

Still out of politeness for being rescued, Sita agreed to go to the Nord resettlement area to help suppress those infected with the Dionysus virus.

Although he had been drawn into the power struggles between those companies precisely because he had accepted this unfortunate mission, and had almost died in a plane crash en route, sending someone to rescue him was simply what the Olympian Order should do.

But one thing is one thing, the debt of saving a life is greater than anything else, and Sita considers himself a grateful person.

Well, I only agreed to repay a debt of gratitude, not because I was worried that the other party would immediately turn against me. With a descent, I sprayed the remaining Nyx factors on the ground as if they were pesticides.

However, even with this in mind, when they actually arrived near the Nord resettlement area and saw the "Great Thunder" illuminating the night as if it were daytime, Sita still had second thoughts.

Are you kidding me?!

Although it's unknown who this formidable figure is above the Nord resettlement area, daring to defy the "Great Thunder" and deploy a deflection shield, directly challenging the God King's authority... Theta himself is only a Depth 7, and doesn't have the same confidence or courage.

Furthermore, he had previously suffered a significant loss of Nyx Factors in an ambush. With his current scale, without the assistance of a high-level physical body, it would be impossible to quickly appease hundreds of thousands of Dionysus virus infected individuals.

But Christie kept telling her that everything was fine, despite her concerns.

"There's no need to appease them; just suppress the memetic entities temporarily."

Christie replied as follows:
"You just need to help stall for a while, and someone will take over your job and completely appease the infected people in the entire Nord resettlement area."

Sita was puzzled by this statement.

"Who else can take over? If there were any other options, the Olympian Order wouldn't have asked me to 'appease' them, would it?"

As a high-risk adjustment path, the number of Orpheus-like beings in human society who have reached Depth 7 can probably be counted on one hand.

"The new Depth 7, which is about to be upgraded, is waiting to be renovated underground in the resettlement area."

Christie said so.

This answer made Sita's heart skip a beat.

"Are you sure he won't go crazy after advancing to Depth 7?"

She asked immediately.

"We can't be sure about this, but it's worth a try, right?"

Christie replied.

lie……

Theita immediately saw through the lie—an authority figure had assured her that the new Coordinator would definitely survive the final adjustments and modifications.

Before she could ask any further questions, Christie continued:
"Of course, even if that person completes the adjustments and modifications, the Nord resettlement area is still very likely to be destroyed... If the second Great Thunder is fully charged, I guarantee I will get you out of here before it hits."

A second shot?
Through the view Christie shared with her, Sita watched the azure pillar of light pouring down from the heavens.

In other words, is that ruthless guy above the Nord resettlement area really capable of completely blocking the first shot?
"May I ask, who is currently clashing with the Thunder?"

Sita asked with some awe.

"Who else could it be?"

Christie said:
"He simply repeated what he did during the 'Lunar Eclipse Event'."

In other words...

Upon hearing this, Xita instantly understood.

Is this guy Hecate's "steed"?
…………

The battle between the massive directional energy torrent and the deflection shield continues.

To weaken and deflect the astronomical amount of energy in that beam of light, the same level of energy must be released with an output power of equal magnitude.

The Panplanetary Directed Energy Deflection Shield - Dark Night relies on first activating a powerful electromagnetic shield to deflect charged secondary particles in the directed energy, weakening the energy deposition efficiency; then, a layer of dense plasma is sprayed onto the shield, allowing the particle beams to interact strongly with the plasma as they pass through, dissipating energy in advance and forming an "energy curtain".

However, both of these are major energy consumers. Even with Hecate's calculation of the optimal energy allocation, the first batch of seven antimatter particles, or seven grams, was quickly exhausted.

Hecate waved her hand without a second thought, and the seven silver-white spheres floating around her instantly filled the gap, continuing to release energy to block the pillar of light that connected heaven and earth.

The "Great Thunder," used to project energy, has many forms, among which Directional Energy is relatively easy to counter—its energy release efficiency is slower, but it is stable, pollution-free, and has controllable consequences, making it the most commonly used form by the Jupiter Group. They probably didn't expect Hecate to intervene personally.

Otherwise, Jupiter would probably have chosen a more explosive form right from the start.

No, next time they will definitely use a different form.

In other words...

"Only this once."

Hecate murmured softly, as the next batch of silvery-white spheres surrounding her were already poised to launch.

…………

The meme entity, Fear Incarnation, has now begun mass production of constructs at depths of 4-5.

Although the opponent's control over those constructs was as ridiculously bad as ever, Number One still couldn't withstand the swarm of so many constructs.

It can be said that even just by self-destructing, they could cause considerable damage to Number One.

The self-destruction of dozens or even hundreds of constructs could break through his defenses and inflict fatal damage.

On several occasions, Number One suffered shocks that were enough to cause data loss because it failed to replenish the defenses on the "mind core" in time.

But even the despair that the ever-evolving embodiment of fear brought to Number One was less than one-thousandth of the blinding azure light outside the window.

Number One recognized this light. He had witnessed, from a safe distance, how this light turned a resettlement area where millions of people lived into a desolate ruin.

And now, he is bathed in this light.

Although he didn't know why it hadn't been turned to ashes immediately, he believed it was only a matter of time.

"Aren't I and the Nord resettlement area doomed?"

"Guide the computational element generation field generator to protect its fusion reactor core," Number One asked.

However, the one who answered this question was not Icarus, who was inside the core of his mind, but someone he couldn't understand why was there.

"If you want to die, just rush up and take on 'Thunderbolt,' don't drag the Nord resettlement area down with you."

A jet-black mechanical dragon burst through the window and, the instant it entered, activated "Strong Observer Vision" and aimed directly at the entity that embodied fear.

Instantly, the thing covered in sticky black liquid exploded into a cloud of multicolored, diffused mist.

"Christie?! How could you..."

Number One found it hard to believe, while her mind raced with thoughts—had Charon led her here?
In response, Christie immediately switched "Strong Observer Vision" to Number One, which startled the latter into releasing several lead fog bombs to obscure its vision.

However, Christie did not activate "Strong Observer Vision".

"Look at how scared you are!"

Christie laughed loudly.

With that mocking tone, she ejected the compressed gas cylinder containing Theta's main body, gripped it in her claws, and immediately synchronized her intelligence with Number One—there was no time to continue chatting now.

The two synchronized their intelligence in less than a second, and Christie held up the gas cylinder and said:

"Could you please customize a body for this lady that allows her to move around easily?"

She didn't say the last half of her sentence.

"This might be able to make up for some of the mistakes we made here."

…………

Jim Ritter's coordinates were very accurate, and the emcee located the crash site in less than two minutes.

Unfortunately, neither Hanel nor the apothecary were there—the grounds were littered with signs of battle, and the remains of many symbiotes were hanging everywhere.

Among the wreckage of the flying vehicle, the emcee discovered two survivors of the Icarus Liberation Front.

Despite being covered in injuries, they were unusually cautious, and even pretended to be dead when the emcee approached.

After their disguise was exposed and their identities were revealed, the two men told the emcee that Hanel had led the pharmacist to the center of the nuclear explosion in order to distract him.

The emcee immediately guessed Hanel's chosen tactic—she intended to use the residual radiation to damage the pharmacist's genes, thereby gaining an advantage in the battle.

With that in mind, he left behind his personal medical supplies and immediately flew towards the center of the nuclear explosion.

Not long after, he found Hanel in the ruins of a building.

She sat beside the pharmacist's corpse, covered in blood. One of her hands had been completely twisted off, and the right half of her body had been gnawed to pieces by something with teeth.

No one knows what kind of fierce battle took place here.

Although Hanel's condition looks very dangerous at this moment, at least she is still alive.

After the emcee explained the purpose of their visit, the woman shook her head and refused to leave.

"Take me to the geothermal power plant instead."

She struggled to her feet and said.

"Since it's all meaningless, at least I want to stay by his side in the end."

…………

The seventh basement level houses the geothermal power plant.

"Let's begin the adjustments and modifications."

Jim said this after completing the final preparations.

"Should we adjust to depth 5 or depth 6?"

Winston, holding the data panel, asked, "The current preparations are sufficient to reach depth 5, but if we take a gamble and go for depth 6, we'll all risk the power supply matrix exploding."

"Depth 7".

Jim said very calmly.

"what?"

Winston thought he had misheard.

"Depth 7".

Jim repeated it.

"But we don't have enough energy, not even enough for Depth 6..."

"It wasn't there before, but it is now."

As Jim spoke, his gaze shifted to the entrance of the geothermal power plant.

The Heavenly God appeared there.

He strode over, pulling a uniquely shaped bullet from his sniper rifle as he did so. (End of Chapter)