Old days in the box

Chapter 432 The Ultimate Dialogue from Ancient Times

Huge ocean currents continue to swirl on the dark sea surface, forming a super vortex hundreds of kilometers wide, moving violently around the center. The ocean currents are gathered layer by layer to the center of the vortex, and finally form a funnel-shaped vortex extending to the seabed, like the eye of the storm that cannot be crossed.

Zhou Xiao, right there.

He was shrouded in a golden mist, wantonly releasing the infinite divine power in his hands; golden powder continuously burst out from his hands, forming a storm of extraordinary power that reached the sea surface, driving the ocean currents to change course according to his will.

All the thermonuclear weapons carried on all the ships have been stripped away by him. The vortex has formed an invisible barrier, blocking the entry of all foreign objects. Even the original natural ocean currents in the Pacific Ocean have been forced to change their course and are prohibited from passing through here.

Zhou Xiao hovered above the seabed, looking up at the hundreds of nuclear missiles of different models and equivalents floating above his head.

He put these nuclear bombs together into a shield wall, tightly wrapping the small piece of seabed where he was. If anything went wrong, he could instantly detonate these nuclear bombs and completely raze the area where he was.

In this way, the last line of insurance is completed.

Zhou Xiao withdrew his hand that was filled with divine power, and the golden mist illuminated the daunting iron wall, like a solemn and vast spectacle.

Piling stones into walls is one of mankind's oldest technologies, but using nuclear bombs to build a "wall" is probably something he is probably the only one in the world who can do.

But he had no choice, this was the best solution he could think of.

Zhou Xiao is well aware of the danger of his journey. He wants to take advantage of the only chance left by Sun Hao to return to the box and go back to the world he once was familiar with. This time there will be no turning back.

If any accident happens along the way, he will detonate this "nuclear bomb wall" and sink himself and the entire Japanese seabed completely under the earth's crust to ensure that he will not be implicated in the real world.

Although he wasn't sure whether the power of so many nuclear bombs was enough to bury the box, as a precaution, he had done his best.

Zhou Xiao turned around again. In front of him was an unusually raised and rugged seabed with a dark crack exposed in it. Bright red magma gushed out from time to time, becoming the only source of light on the seabed.

That was where he buried the box with his own hands that day. His divine power almost completely disintegrated the island, leaving only a small piece of debris that turned into a strange seabed. The crack in the middle went deep into the mantle, reaching the liquid layer with endless magma.

And the box is deep inside that liquid high-temperature hell.

Zhou Xiao draped the golden mist over his body and swam into the crack as nimbly as a mermaid. The high temperature could not do anything to his extraordinary body. Only the dense magma kept wriggling in front of him, breaking open a path.

The underground has always been the most difficult part for human exploration. Today, humans have already mastered the technology to conquer the sky and even step into space, but they still know nothing about the land beneath their feet.

From the moment he entered the mantle, the temperature and density began to soar rapidly with the distance he dived. A large amount of high-temperature magma was forcibly broken apart by Zhou Xiao's divine power, and after being shattered, it was piled up behind him as he moved forward.

In this endless purgatory heading towards the center of the earth, even the gods on earth can only get a small living space. Zhou Xiao can only see dazzling flames in front of his eyes. There are cracked red rock layers everywhere in all directions, and he cannot tell the direction.

But he has a clear mind and knows exactly where his path is heading.

Until this moment, he is still the current owner of the box. The relationship between him and the box is like that of a mother and her child. The connection between them has never been truly severed.

Pushing aside the blazing fluid fire, he finally landed on a rock formation formed by semi-solid rock.

The temperature in this place was over 2000 degrees Celsius, and the pressure was enough to refine most rocks into a fluid state. On the slowly flowing red river, he saw the box lying at the end.

20 days ago, he used his supreme divine power to sink the island to the bottom of the sea, destroying almost everything on the island and knocking the box into the hot rock layer under the earth's crust.

But at this moment, it was lying safely in the rock layer, without any signs of being squeezed, just like it was when it was first delivered to his home by an unknown courier, intact.

The black lights extending from the boxes were still raging in this narrow underground space, spreading out from behind the boxes like ink splashing, like dark claws traveling through another dimension, but their speed had become extremely slow, almost as if they were still in the air, like an alien monster whose time had been frozen.

Without the current owner, the box is ultimately just a dead object, like a video game console without a player, even the most powerful abilities are useless.

Zhou Xiao took a step forward and ran his fingertips across the sticky black light floating in the air.

It was an unknown substance extending from the box, as if it had a physical light. Once Zhou Xiao's fingertips passed over a piece of black light, it immediately became active again, quickly condensing into the shape of a miniature screen, suspended in the air. He reached out and touched the front, once, twice, three times, and mimetic screens of all sizes, like mobile phones, tablets, and notebooks, appeared one after another, quietly beating around him.

And then, a black lightning roared out from the middle, and the box that served as the main body finally woke up.

Zhou Xiao did not make any further reaction, but just floated quietly about ten meters away from the box; and the box, like a shadow monster, completely arched its dark figure, turned into a huge pool of black light, quickly surpassing Zhou Xiao's size, and formed a pounce posture towards him.

"You've already won, why are you coming back?"

In the huge and ferocious black light, countless golden pupils reappeared and made ancient sounds in unison, as if the heaven and earth were speaking.

It was the first time that Zhou Xiao knew that this box could actually speak.

"This is not a game. There is no winning or losing." Zhou Xiao shook his head. "I just want to go back and save my people."

"The power of the 'Gate' has completely disappeared. Once you contact me again, you will never have a second chance to escape, let alone stop me from re-operating. Is it worth it?"

"I thought you would try every possible means to trick me into coming back?" Zhou Xiao laughed. From his point of view, it was really hard to understand why this box didn't pull him, the current player, back as soon as possible.

He originally thought that the box was some kind of devil like Pandora's Box, which was eager to devour its host at all times. He never expected that it would raise such a semi-dissuasive question.

However, the ancient voice did not hesitate at all. All the large and small screens that had already condensed also showed images of golden pupils, like an indescribable monster covered with television tentacles, and continued to speak to him:
"Humans are a greedy species with extremely fragile willpower. Even if I do nothing, it's only a matter of time before they dig me up again and try to use me. I will eventually return to the human world anyway. Compared to that, I'm more interested in your intentions for this trip."

"I will not turn a blind eye to my people. This is not what a God should do." Zhou Xiao looked directly at the box in front of him.

"Even if the price is the world?" asked the box.

"No, I want to save both worlds."

"That's not possible. You can only choose one of the two, this world or the other. This is my rule."

The golden pupils on all the screens vibrated and buzzed at the same time, like the sound of an ancient bronze bell. "For you, this choice should not be a consideration. The world you live in is the real world for you, while the other side is just an intangible image. It is obvious which is more important."

"It seems that you still don't know enough about humans. In my civilization, we never trade lives. To me, these two worlds are equally important because they are all living people."

Zhou Xiao looked at the sticky black light that spread around him like electric wires. He glanced fearlessly at the mini screens growing out of the end of the black light and looked into the eyes of the golden pupils inside one by one.

"We never do any bullshit trolley problems. If it's the sun, we shoot it down. If it's a flood, we block it. If it's a mountain, we move it. That's my rule."

He no longer had any fear in his heart. He was afraid in the past because he always regarded himself as a mortal, but now he could calmly accept his identity, accept his uniqueness, and accept the fact that he was a god.

But God is not afraid.

"Why?" The ancient voices rang out again in unison.

"Sam has established a new law of nature. In the name of the God King, he has become the tyrannical will of all creatures in the Nine Realms. Soon he will conquer all realms until he reshapes the entire World Tree Yggdrasil."

"Conquerors of the Nine Realms have always existed. In the past, there were Ymir and Odin. It's not uncommon."

“You know very well that this time is different. This is not a simple change of ownership on the throne, but a replacement of the old with the new in an era. When “He” completely completes the establishment of the new heavenly principles, the old Norse gods will all perish, and will be replaced by a completely new pantheon. Norse mythology will completely die, including you.”

Although he was in extremely high temperature underground, Zhou Xiao clearly heard a low thunder rumble. The golden pupils that appeared in the black light all became as bright as torches, as if they were glares from lost history.

But this time it did not refute, it just remained silent.

Then Zhou Xiao raised his head, looked straight at the box at the end in front of him, and said the most important words:
"You can't stop Him, but I can."

(End of this chapter)