Fate's Choice: Livestream at the Start Summoning Billions of Ravens

The original silver-gray concrete floor disappeared, replaced by a bottomless black swamp where even light could not escape.

Those expensive, sophisticated satellites are now floating on this black swamp.

"My God... the radiation monitor isn't reading anything! This isn't energy, what is this thing?"

Inside the command center, an American physicist was scratching his head.

On the screen, Jiang Ming gently flicked his finger.

"rise."

boom!!!

It wasn't an explosion, but a muffled popping sound as if the air was being instantly expelled.

That black swamp, covering an area of ​​several kilometers, defied gravity, fluid dynamics, and all known physical laws of mankind, and rose into the sky!

Countless, hundreds of millions of ravens made of pure shadow.

They were no longer individuals; under the rule of some supreme will, they merged together and eventually coalesced into a colossal entity capable of obscuring the stars and moon.

That was a Shadow Raven, even larger than the USS Ford aircraft carrier.

It hovered low in the air, its huge wings spread out, completely sealing off the airspace above the entire launch site. The beams of searchlights shone on it, but they could not penetrate it at all, only illuminating the outline of the wings that flowed with black light.

asphyxia.

Whether it was the soldiers on the scene or the general behind the screen, everyone felt a shiver of fear that came from their biological instincts.

That's the feeling of powerlessness an ant feels when looking up at a giant elephant.

The enormous shadow raven lowered its head.

It had no eyes, and its face was just a blank blackness, but everyone felt the fear of being watched.

Then, it opened its mouth.

Or rather, on that void face, a rift opened up, leading to an abyss-like rift into another dimension.

There is no wind.

But the satellites on the ground, weighing several tons, began to tremble violently, like weightless balloons, and then slowly lifted off the ground amidst the teeth-grinding twisting sound of their metal supports.

One, two, ten...

Dozens of creations representing the pinnacle of human technology lined up, appearing as insignificant as a few pills waiting to be swallowed before the monster's gaping maw.

"It...it ate our satellite?!"

A young technician screamed, "There are high-precision optical lenses in there! And fragile solar panels! Even the slightest vibration would ruin them!"

No one paid attention to his breakdown.

Because the visuals were too shocking and too absurd.

The enormous shadow raven closed its massive beak.

Those satellites have disappeared.

It simply vanished into thin air within its shadowy body.

After doing all this, Jiang Ming Mirror No. 1 withdrew his hand and put it back in his pocket.

He looked up at the monstrous creature overhead that blotted out the sky.

"Go."

The Shadow Raven flapped its wings suddenly.

There was no violent surge of airflow, no sonic boom.

Amidst the horrified gazes of everyone, the enormous shadow, large enough to crush a city, rose vertically into the air with an utterly unreasonable initial velocity!

fast!

too fast!

So fast that the high-speed camera could only capture a black afterimage, so fast that its image on the ground was still lingering on the retina, it had already pierced the clouds.

"Radar! Has the radar detected the target?!"

"Unable to lock on! Target speed... Good heavens, what kind of speed is that?!"

"Mach 10...Mach 20...No! It's still accelerating! It has broken the thermal barrier! But there are no infrared signatures! It's not generating heat!"

The command center was in complete chaos, with data fluctuating wildly.

"Altitude 100 kilometers! The Karmen line has been breached!"

"It's gone into space!"

Only two minutes passed from takeoff to orbit.

Two minutes.

A century of effort, hundreds of billions of dollars invested, countless failures and sacrifices in the history of human spaceflight were utterly mocked in just two minutes by a bird formed from a shadow.

The Shadow Raven hovered in geosynchronous orbit 36,000 kilometers above the ground.

In that desolate, cold, vacuum-like world, it opened its mouth.

Puff, puff, puff.

It's as easy as spitting out a few grape seeds.

Dozens of satellites were gently "spit out" by it and precisely suspended in their respective predetermined orbital positions.

There were no scratches or deformations.

Even the fragile gold heat insulation film was not damaged in the slightest.

They floated silently in space, as if they had just been moved out of a laboratory, with their backs against that planet where blue and gray intertwined.

The shadow crow's form began to dissipate.

Having completed its mission, it transformed into countless black particles, merging into the deep background of the universe, as if it had never existed.

Mirror World, Ota Ward, Tokyo, inside the Joint Command Center.

Dozens of top aerospace experts from the five permanent members of the UN Security Council stared intently at the dark screen in front of them, not daring to move their eyes even slightly, for fear of missing even a single pixel change.

Even though they had just witnessed that enormous black bird that blotted out the sky swallowing dozens of delicate satellites like candy and then defying the laws of physics as it rushed into space.

But reason has inertia.

Sending satellites into space is one thing; making them usable is another.

That's outer space—a vacuum, extremely cold, and with high radiation.

Those satellites went up into space naked without deploying their solar panels or even implementing thermal control measures. Logically, they should now be a pile of space debris floating in orbit.

Time ticked away second by second on the digital clock on the wall.

drop.

A crisp electronic notification sound rang out.

On the largest screen in the center of the main control panel, which was originally completely black, a small green signal indicator light has lit up.

Followed by.

Drip, drop, drop, drop...

The second lamp, the fifth lamp, the tenth lamp...

Within just two seconds, hundreds of signal indicator lights representing different frequency bands and functions on the entire monitoring wall rushed to turn from red to green!

"Communications Satellite No. 1... handshake successful!"

"Reconnaissance Sequence Group A, link established!"

"My God... what the hell is this data? Attitude deviation is zero? Orbital accuracy... nine decimal places?!"

A John Bull expert in charge of orbit calculations looked at the telemetry curve on the screen, which was even straighter than when drawn with a ruler, and was incredulous.

"Even if God himself placed them there by hand, it couldn't be this precise..."

"Never mind that! Switch to the camera! Change the camera!"

The technician frantically entered the commands.

The data stream on the main screen disappeared the next second.

A high-resolution satellite image, so clear that even the texture of the rubble on the ground could be seen, was presented to everyone.

It was a chilling photograph.

The once-prosperous New Delhi, and indeed the entire Ganges Plain, has now been erased from the map.

Instead, there was a huge, still-wriggling black ulcer.

At the center of that ulcer, a towering black bone pillar stretched from the sky to the ground, and around the huge eyeball at its top, countless black dots moved like a swarm of ants.

Those are not ants.

That was a well-organized army of hundreds of thousands of abyssal monsters.

hiss!

A collective gasp filled the command post.

Although I knew the situation was bad before, it was like the blind men and the elephant, relying entirely on my imagination.

Now, when this stark, uncensored truth of despair is laid bare before us, the visual impact is enough to send chills down the spine of any battle-hardened general.