This time I chose Paladin

But what Nie Weiyang couldn't ignore was that, unlike in his previous life, this time, when he was watching the instance story generated by the Chaos Sanctuary, it was stamped with a red oil-stamped watermark:

【True history】.

……

——In real history, something like this happened on the planet T6!

As for the timing...

Nie Weiyang was very sure that he did not have the ability to empathize with these teammates, and his mental power was dormant and unable to be released.

But as he quickly processed the current information in his mind, gave the little girl a reassuring smile, and walked downstairs to pick up the radio, he saw a sign.

It was a simple and neat LOGO, like a golden record with part of its edge covered by the silhouettes of mountains and cities. Tiny circles of different sizes were scattered on the rings of notches on the record, and the middle was pitch black with circles scattered around as well.

A structure resembling an accretion disk or a planetary ring hung diagonally, and above the side of the record, a rock extended like an antenna, with seven stars adorning the other side, connected by a notch.

Two lines of large characters are engraved on the front:

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GLORY

Space Station T⑥

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"This radio is a co-branded product with the Glory Space Station..." someone nearby whispered, "We found it among the surface ruins. We originally thought we could use it to listen to the radio, but now there's nothing to listen to."

Yes, this is a basement.

Nie Weiyang looked at the small radio the size of a palm in his hand and shook his head slightly: Something related to hobbies and joy had happened on this land, but now, they were all silent.

"Time to go," he said, turning off the small radio and clipping it to his baby-sized backpack. "We've been here for three hours, and you're making noise again—we're going to be on our doorstep soon."

"Okay." The people around stood up.

"Before you leave, count your numbers and sign up." Nie Weiyang ordered calmly.

Everyone had no doubts and immediately obeyed the order.

"Number two, Gong Hanchuan." This is a young man with short hair and a tattoo under his ear.

"Number three, Jiang Meng." This is a woman. Her hair is even shorter than the previous one, she has thick eyebrows, big eyes, dark skin, and a hint of wildness.

"Number four, Celia Moreno." This was the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl. She was much shorter than the others in the team and clearly not of Chinese descent. But in the context of interstellar warfare, race was one of the least important things.

"Number five, Fang Zihan." The boy looked a little shy. After all, the pronunciation of the name Zihan was really... too common.

"Number six, Sangmin." This was also a man, tall and strong, and he didn't look like such a pretty and intelligent name at all...

"Number seven, Luo Hua." This is an elegant female college student.

"Tan Xuan, number eight." said a young man.

Nie Weiyang couldn't help but glance sideways at him again. After all, he rarely saw someone who looked like this...with regular features and shifty eyes.

It's just his facial features that are regular; he's quite handsome, but he really looks like he could steal all the money in the world's pockets with just one glance.

After the remaining few people introduced themselves, Nie Weiyang nodded slightly.

"Let's go," he said, lifting the backpack and putting it on his back, feeling the weight of the small nuclear bomb inside on his shoulders. "They're already here."

There was a strange and pleasant sound of metal clashing from above, and everyone became visibly nervous. They quickly squatted down and looked at the narrow window in the basement from the shadows. The light coming through the window was dim, and after a moment, it became noticeably warmer.

Then, a spear-like golden pillar descended from above, colliding with the concrete floor with a thud.

It was a blade foot made of gold, with a beautiful streamlined shape. Two beautiful light bands fell from the sky behind it, floating gently.

The Golden Angel is coming.

Everyone drew their swords and guns. The youngest, Xilia, stared at it intently, hatred and disgust involuntarily revealing in her eyes, and her fingers twitched nervously, pressing on the dagger.

The golden angel is very beautiful. No human being can resist touching a huge piece of gold when seeing it.

But everyone here has a blood feud with them.

Santa Lucia

Italian classic folk song, any version is good, the Chinese version sung by the Bohemian Women's Choir is also good

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The logo is issued on the Easter egg stamp.

Just in case anyone asks, let me say this: the Dawn Space Station logo is entirely in Chinese, but I haven't written about it yet.

Chapter 121 Broken

What is counterintuitive is that a 'creature' like a golden angel has 'five senses'.

Even though their visual perception principles are obviously different from those of humans, the fact is that most of them have vision and visual range similar to humans, and their other senses are also similar to humans, except for touch and pain - unless the core is damaged, their golden bodies make them unresponsive to pain.

They even have a body shape similar to humans.

These humanoid machines, inanimate 'life', are made of pure gold, with halos on their heads and wings of light on their backs. They float and move by relying on some kind of energy. Their posture is elegant but their speed is not fast. They only land and become swift when attacking humans.

Their weapons are diverse and change with the type of troops, but most of them are crystals of various colors inlaid in gold. These crystals are sharp and shining, and the energy released turns into a halo and is placed on the sharp blade.

The basement was silent, and everyone stared at the golden angel in silence, watching it holding a golden spear with the tail hanging to its feet, and slowly wandering in front of the window.

After a while, it slowly bent its body, and long wings like light bands hung on the ground. Nie Weiyang saw a slender body shaped like a human. It had no gender characteristics, and on its neck made of transparent crystals, a beautiful head without facial features hung down. A round diamond-like crystal was inlaid on the golden face, radiating bright light.

The light swept across the room, but only saw an empty house, no people, no debris, and no target to attack.

After a long moment, the golden angel slowly stood up and silently left. A moment later, the seemingly empty room was filled with sighs of relief, and everyone crawled out from their hiding places.

It’s not that they can’t be killed, but they have to remain quiet along the way and it’s best not to attract the attention of the Golden Angel army.

"I heard that before the invasion of the Golden Lord, they had already disguised themselves as a huge golden meteorite and floated in the solar system for a long time..." Tan Xuan whispered, licking his lips. "Oh, what a huge sum of money!"

"Celestia is an asteroid, a collection of meteorite fragments. It is suspected to be the original core of a larger celestial body, and there is gold worth hundreds of trillions of dollars on it." Luo Hua said.

"They are just things floating in space anyway." Tan Xuan waved his hand.

Luo Hua stopped talking to him and turned to look at Nie Weiyang: "Captain, shall we go?"

"...Wait a minute." Nie Weiyang said.

He stood up and walked up the basement stairs, his footsteps soundless. He gently drew the dagger from his waist and slowly opened the wooden door with one hand.

A streak of white light shone into the space from the crack in the door.

The golden angel is right outside the door!

With a loud bang, the azure spearhead pierced the wooden door. Nie Weiyang dodged to the side, the crystalline blade slicing through the air beside his cheek. He yanked the door open, letting the wooden door and wall jam the spear. Using this moment of resistance, he stabbed the golden angel's 'eye'!

‘Click! ’

The crystal shattered and fell to the ground. Nie Weiyang didn't stop moving. He grabbed the golden angel's neck with one hand, and the blade cut through the soft golden sheet along its chest. With the other hand, he inserted the knife into its chest, and after a moment, he pulled it out with force, bringing out a core that emitted a bright white light.

[[Golden Angel]-

[Golden Lord] has common combat units under him. -

Possess thinking ability.

Humanoid metallic life.

Actively attack Homo sapiens using weapons.

The movement was clean and efficient, like a precise surgical operation, albeit with a 100% mortality rate. Nie Weiyang let go of the golden angel's body and watched it fall to the ground, the crystal spine extending from the back of its neck reflecting a faint light.

He threw and caught the core in his hand.

【[Micro Aura Core]-

The heart of the [Golden Angel] houses an ignorant 'soul'.

Possess thinking ability.

Release [Sensory Resonance] after leaving the shell.

Although he couldn't project his mental energy, he felt a wave of pain, a mixture of panic and confusion. It came from deep within this core, and when it fell on Nie Weiyang, he could clearly "feel the same pain." Looking at the reactions of the others around him, they also felt this pain.

Nie Weiyang frowned.

Sensory resonance… It reminded him of 'empathy'. Even the golden angel's 'eyes' and that light felt like a 'warning line' to him…

Could it be that this is actually similar technology, and the previous civilization obtained this technology from the Golden Angel?

As he realized this, Nie Weiyang clearly felt his soul become even heavier. This proved that his guess was correct, at least in the general direction.

As a result, his mood also became heavier.

In the stories he read in Shelter 4701, the empathy abilities those people once possessed...could it be that they were not born with it, but the result of some kind of transformation?

Regardless, the truth is based on what happened in the Chaos Sanctuary. The words "true history" are still far too convincing.

Nie Weiyang took the lead and walked out of the basement. On the way, he picked up a piece of broken crystal and fiddled with it. No matter how he looked at it, it looked like glass.

"Stay away." Nie Weiyang said.

He opened the small operating panel on his arm armor and set a target point on an extremely simple green retro map. He synchronized information with two nearby people through the touch of the arm armors, and watched them synchronize information with each other.

Human long-distance message transmission can be easily hijacked, and even if it is not hijacked, it can still be monitored or tracked. Therefore, humans now communicate with each other only in this way.

It is worth mentioning that this arm armor only has a self-destruct function, but no locking function.

Its default setting is to self-destruct after the holder's vital signs disappear, unless the holder manually turns off the self-destruct program before death. Any human arm armor, as long as it is worn and touched by humans, will synchronize all information outside the confidential folder.

After all, this is a real battle of life and death. If we keep all the information confidential, we might as well not play it.

"I'll come find you here." Nie Weiyang said.

He wanted to try to destroy the golden angel's aura core—that kind of empathic power would probably give all nearby creatures a sense of death, even prompting them to rush over to stop the destruction. But not destroying it was also necessary. If he didn't destroy the aura core, the golden angel would soon be recovered and reborn.

His teammates also knew what he was going to do, and they all answered yes. Looking at his departing back, they silently climbed over the ruins and rushed to the target point along the bunker.

Nie Weiyang casually threw and caught the core, feeling the pain and horror it conveyed.

If he moves with this thing, it might attract something... The Golden Angel's basic unit is long weapons, so they will suffer some losses in a fight.

Nie Weiyang threw it up and drew his gun.

'Snapped. '