Great, we're doomed now!

If you shrink the R'lyeh Ruins, you'll find that it's extremely similar to the TPC Far East Headquarters in Ultraman Tiga, which may be a potential influence of the Light Factor.

Ye Shou had thought of this when he first saw the huge pyramid from afar, but he didn't pay much attention to it at the time. However, after exploring the inside, his feelings were completely different.

This is what happens when you admit defeat!

Without the light of hope that unites all humanity, even a giant cannot defeat the ruler of darkness, and what he sees before him is the reality that no miracle has occurred.

If one day, the TPC headquarters in the main world becomes a den of demons, and only tens of thousands of people out of the world's eight billion population survive, they will either live in a drunken stupor and wait for their demise, or be twisted and mutated into servants of monsters.

...As Ye Shou was thinking, he suddenly laughed out of turn.

He probably didn't know what expression to make.

However, unlike the ancient remnants, he did not place his hopes on "great power." The more he realized the difficulty of the challenge, the more he believed in himself.

These hands can grasp far more than just swords and knives!

He raised his head slightly, gazing intently at the crystal tower, a stark contrast to the kneeling worshippers around him.

Finally, someone noticed the unusual situation. Surrounded by several young people, an elderly man in a gray-white robe walked over. His eyes, covered in paint, made him look somewhat weak, and on his forehead was a tattoo that resembled the letter "Ω".

Ye Shou did not dodge but went to meet him. The two stopped three meters apart, crossed their hands in front of their chests to greet each other, and the atmosphere was very peaceful.

"It's been a long time since we've seen any unfamiliar faces here. Are you from the lower levels or from the outside world?" the old man asked, his voice unusually dry, like a broken string being pulled back and forth by a rough rag. His hoarse voice carried a hallucinatory murmur, causing Ye Shouwei to frown imperceptibly.

“I am Bayali of the Alpha tribe, from the islands beyond the Southern Strait.”

Ye Shou replied to the information Yu Lian had given him: "Isn't this the headquarters of the Earth Garrison? We received the assembly signal and assumed there were still giants here, so we migrated here... Now only I am left."

"Send your soul-soothing blessings to your compatriots."

The old man waved his hand in front of Ye Shou's eyes: "That was a signal sent a long time ago. I didn't expect that there would still be people traveling here now... After the black fog descended, almost all communication methods failed, which is understandable."

The ancient people possessed extremely advanced technology, but due to the presence of the black mist, most of their technology has malfunctioned, and they are now in a strange state of overall regression, while some areas are exceptionally advanced.

They didn't think about changing this; they just tried to accept the status quo, and everyone was very "peaceful."

It was Ye Shou who suggested that they forge an identity. In fact, according to You Lian, even if he openly claimed to be an alien, the survivors wouldn't react much; at most, they would just find it strange.

As expected, the gray-robed elder did not verify Ye Jiu Shou's identity. Instead, he led Ye Jiu Shou to a corner of the town in a friendly manner, speaking to him briefly along the way and answering his questions.

Indeed, we still have several giants here, and we thank them for their compassion in continuing to lead us forward in this new era.

But they don't live with us, so they probably can't fulfill your wish to worship the true form of the gods.

A new era? Moving forward?

Ye Shou glanced at the few people who were silently following behind and said to the elder, "On my way here, I also encountered many tribes. They all believed that there was no hope here and chose to go to the universe to find a new home."

May these travelers be free from calamity.

The elder offered a devout prayer, then said firmly, "I will not criticize their choice. People who have lost their faith will choose to escape, and there is nothing wrong with that."

"..."

"They are the old humans who live in the past, remembering only the pain and torment, but unable to see the hope ahead."

"Hope?" Ye Shou asked, somewhat bewildered. "Where is it?"

"Everywhere!"

The elder became fanatical, the most intense emotional fluctuation Ye Shou had witnessed since arriving here.

"Humanity has been stuck in its ways for too long, so God sent down trials to make us feel despair. Only those who accept the trials are qualified to enter the new era opened by God!"

In the future world, everyone will find happiness, free from worries and sorrows. As long as they wholeheartedly serve our Lord, they will attain enlightenment, prosperity, and fulfillment, until eternity!

"God...does that refer to the giant?" Ye Shou sensed a strange aura and asked cautiously.

Upon hearing this, the elder's expression changed, and he glared at him with a terrifying look. But then, remembering that Ye Shougang had only been there a short time and had not yet heard the truth, he softened his expression.

"Giants are also gods, but not the embodiment of gods."

God has countless forms, and the giant is merely one of them, serving as a guardian. Although it allows one to glimpse a corner of God's true form, it should not be taken lightly. Remember this, Bayeri, son of Alpha.

“…Okay, I understand.” Ye Shou nodded with a smile.

"Because not everyone can become a servant of God, so many monsters and disasters occur in the world, and so many people die."

But now, the trial is nearing its end. All despair will be gone, this planet will return to its primal state, and we, as a new human race, will build a greater civilization—under the guidance of the gods!

"It's almost over? How did you figure that out?"

"Since humankind on earth has perished, and now only God's chosen people remain, the trials must naturally come to an end."

The elder led Ye Shou to a broken stone statue and said to Ye Shou with a smile, "Since you were able to cross the valley of death, break through the veil of despair, and come to the hall of the gods, you are naturally a special person who has been chosen. From now on, you shall live here."

Ye Shou was taken aback: "This stone statue? It lives here?"

"No matter how you modify it."

The elder raised his hand and took out a sprig of Zigera from his sleeve. He said kindly, “Unlike the barren soil outside, as long as it is planted on the stone statue, the flower can thrive even without light.”

"..."

Ye Shou silently looked at Qi Jiela, then gazed at the "flower field" in the town, and suddenly realized.

He hesitated for a moment, but still spoke up: "These are the remains of giants after they died in battle. Isn't doing this a desecration of 'God'?"

"God will not be angry, because God's origin is in the dark underworld. The giants were merely sent to protect us, the chosen people. Their bodies after death are also food that God has given us."

The elder didn't see anything wrong with it: "Look how beautiful these Zigeras are! Only they can help the electorate go through the painful evolutionary process and transform into true new humans."

"I'm actually quite curious about what the 'new humans' look like." Ye Shou's tone was calm, as if he had suddenly lost all emotion, and he simply looked at everything in front of him indifferently.

"If you are devout enough, you will definitely be able to evolve." The elder chuckled, not caring about Ye Shou's emotional change.

"Actually, I also have a mission on my shoulders." Ye Shou paused and said seriously, "The elders of the tribe entrusted me with the task before they died. They hoped that I could find a [Plasma Firestone] so that one day the sky would return to its azure color and I could bring it back to my homeland to reignite the Tower of Light."

"The Tower of Light..."

Even though the elder had completely fallen into depravity, he was still momentarily stunned upon hearing this and subconsciously looked towards the crystal tower in the center of the town.

"...I see, that's only human nature."

Unfortunately, the towers can no longer be lit, not just the ones in your hometown, but all the towers, including this main tower, will forever lose their glory.

As for the [Plasma Firestone]... it has already been taken by the Dark Giant, so you are destined to fail in this mission.

Ye Shou's heart sank, and he pressed, "Were they all taken away?"

"Even if we find one or two, what then?" the elder chuckled. "The future of the world belongs to darkness; light has no meaning for us anymore. In the future, these towers will also become symbols of darkness, the thrones of God... How can we desecrate them with light?"

"But weren't you also blessed by the light?" Ye Shou retorted coldly.

"That's because light was needed at that time, so God gave light, but that phase has passed."

"..."

Ye Shou shut his mouth, giving up arguing with the elder, and glanced thoughtfully at the crystal tower in the distance.

The name "Spark Prism Tower" immediately suggests a close connection to the Spark Lens (Spark Prism). Although the exact nature of this connection is unknown, the tower itself is not a transformation device, but rather an energy device with a function similar to a beacon.

After the arrival of Orion's brilliance, the giants joined forces to repel the monsters that ravaged the land. Afterwards, they scattered throughout the world to protect different tribes and agreed to help each other in the face of crises they could not handle.

Therefore, each tribe would build a tower of light, from which a special beam of light would come from giants. Even if it was shrouded in a barrier and all electromagnetic waves were blocked, this beam of light could still transmit a distress message.

R'lyeh's tower is also quite unique:

When the black mist first struck, its energy intensity was even higher than it is now, and the monsters that emerged were endless. The giants regrouped and suppressed it at a great cost. They then established an outpost on the edge of the main battlefield, which later became the headquarters of the Earth Garrison—the R'lyeh Pyramid.

All the Titans have poured their own light into the Spark Prism Tower. No matter where they are, as long as R'lyeh calls, they can use special light energy to teleport, instantly traversing millions of miles with minimal energy loss, to arrive here to confront powerful enemies.

The plasma flint is what ignites the tower; it is the culmination of the highest technology of an ancient civilization, and it embodies their complete understanding of "light energy."

The system was working well at first, but as the black mist descended time and again, humanity's suffering deepened, and they gradually lost trust in the giants. After the Gijera was opened, the tower was never lit up even once...

Yu Lian's plan is to light up the tower and use the light left by the giants to awaken the heroes who have fallen into darkness. However, she herself cannot enter the upper level of the main hall where the firestone is stored, and ordinary survivors will be quickly corrupted. Only a special being like Ye Shou can do this.

—In Yu Lian's view, Ye Shou was surrounded by golden light, and in terms of "brightness" alone, he was almost the same as the human form of the giants.

If Ye Shou doesn't show up, You Lian will have to try to persuade the Dark Hero with her words... Whether she succeeds or not depends on her luck.

Although he couldn't find the flint, Ye Shou didn't give up and instead started thinking about how to contact the tower.

Ye Shou was very self-aware and believed that once he got there, his "unlucky constitution" would naturally trigger some events... The outcome, whether good or bad, would depend on how he handled it.

"Don't have too many distracting thoughts. Just focus on your cultivation here. In the future, I will guide you to study the 'Dark Holy Book' carefully so that you may know the greatness of the god we serve."

The elder patted Ye Shou on the shoulder and was about to turn and leave when someone rushed over and whispered something in his ear.

The old man's face lit up with joy: "It's starting now? That's wonderful, it's getting faster and faster... Ah, Alpha's Bayeri, you're very lucky. God's grace has descended upon this land once again. Come with me to see the new humans."

"Hmm?" Ye Shou raised an eyebrow, and although he didn't understand, he followed.

The group walked through the streets and alleys and came to a house filled with stone statues of Zigera. The crowd had already gathered there, and when they saw the elder, they immediately parted to make way for him.

Everyone was quiet, but their eyes revealed a fervent, expectant, and nervous look as they peered into the house, a stark contrast to their usual quiet and indifferent demeanor.

The only sound was the woman's painful groans, and a strong smell of blood permeated the room.

Is someone giving birth?

Upon seeing this scene, Ye Shou immediately understood, but as he glanced at the surrounding crowd, his brows furrowed involuntarily.

Surely not all of these people are family members?

"Step aside... Don't rush, breathe, take a deep breath, I've already seen it... It's alright, God will bless your child, he was born to be the darling of the new era."

The elder went into the house first, and the sounds inside immediately quieted down and he seemed to be in less pain, while Ye Shou was stopped outside.

After a moment, the pregnant woman's voice suddenly rose to a high pitch, and a loud cry reached everyone's ears. The ancient survivors all showed heartfelt joy, but Ye Shou's expression changed instantly.

He couldn't care less about anything else at the moment. He pushed past the people who were trying to stop him and went inside. In the dim light, he saw a large area of ​​Zigela planted, even around the bed.

Half of the giant's head lay to one side, its stone eyeballs staring emotionlessly at everything in the room:

Pale arms hung limply off the bed, blood staining Zijella's skin. On her half-naked body, a small, wrinkled, bird-headed humanoid creature with two fleshy wings pressed tightly to its back was tearing open its belly with sharp claws and gnawing on the breasts of its long-dead mother.

The elder excitedly picked up the creature. The slime on its body dried quickly, and its wings unfolded at a visible speed. Its body seemed to inflate and become stronger, and finally it opened its scarlet eyes.

It didn't look at the elder who was holding it at first, but instead saw Ye Shou standing in the distance, and the stone statue behind him.

"Sigh!"

Its wings flapped wildly, and its head emitted a sharp cry, full of arrogance, hostility, and madness, which sounded as harsh as countless mocking laughs compressed together.

The elder was pleased to see it so energetic and took two steps at a time to walk out the door. He didn't even look up when he passed Ye Shou. Instead, the bird-headed creature kept staring at Ye Shou, its blood-red eyes reflecting a lonely golden light like stars.