Terra's Magnetic Field

"Success!" Jack in the audience saw the petrified part of the holy sword crack, and a pale golden light emerged from the crack. The tower also trembled, and cracks appeared on the giant stone statues responsible for sealing this place. It seems that when the seal is completely lifted, they will collapse and end this watch of tens of millions of years.

"Pfft~" Rafi had a funny expression on his face, and seemed a little overwhelmed.

Xiao Er felt the hilt of the sword gradually become warmer, just like human skin. He could even feel the vitality flowing in the holy sword. The sword was slowly becoming a part of his body. The light from the sword flowed into his body. He continued to shout the second half of the secret language:

"Holy Sword! I now order you to quickly return to your original form!"

As the sword was completely pulled out, a beam of light rushed up from the platform. The light broke through the top of the tower, broke through the top of the ruins above, broke through the surface rock strata and reached the ground.

Pilgrims passing by the desert saw a bright light rising from the ground and knelt down to worship. They thought they had seen a miracle!

The light was not satisfied but continued to break through upwards, eventually breaking through the atmosphere and reaching space.

The light also attracted a woman from Filin who was traveling somewhere. She pulled off the linen cloth wrapped around her head to protect it from the wind and sand, revealing her short light green hair. She looked at the beam of light rising in the distance, and blurted out in shock, "Is it coming?"

The stargazers in Victoria saw this scene with the help of satellites left over from ancient times. The light that pierced the universe from the surface of the earth continued to fly towards the deep space that they could not observe... No one knew where it would eventually reach, perhaps the distant Orion...

This light is a declaration and a deterrent. It is broadcasting to the entire universe that the power that once existed on this land has awakened. Weak civilizations will avoid it, but it will attract stronger invaders...

This light announced to the entire universe, "The Giant of Light has resurrected!"

The light in the tower drove away all the darkness. The moment the strong light came out, Jack raised his arm to cover his face, otherwise the light would take away his vision. Maybe it was an illusion, his exposed skin was burning hot when his arm blocked the holy light, as if some of the light also flowed into his blood along his skin. He slowly put down his arm after the light gradually dissipated. The original high platform was now empty.

"Where's Xiaoer?" Jack asked Lafite beside him, "Did he disappear?"

Rafi calmly pointed at the gate of the tower and said, "He's outside." Then a stronger dragon roar came from outside the tower, and the roar was completely different from the previous one.

If the previous roar was a shout from the strong to the weak, a kind of arrogance, then the roar from Galatron now was more like the deterrence issued by the strong when encountering an equally powerful opponent, a signal of confrontation.

Galatron outside the tower stopped moving. It did not continue to destroy the remains of the ancient city as before, but stood still. The electronic brain in the red gem on its chest was quickly analyzing the giant that suddenly appeared opposite. As the pillar of light in the tower rose, the giant appeared out of thin air and blocked its way.

It is over fifty meters tall, with sharp blue and white patterns on its silver body. The patterns emit a slowly changing light like a breathing lamp as the giant's chest rises and falls, adding a sense of biology to this sculptural and holy body.

The giant's oval eyes were as bright as sapphires, and the corners of his eyes were sharp, revealing a fierceness. There was a "Λ"-shaped light on his chest, which also emitted a light yellow light along with the ups and downs of his chest and the patterns on his body.

"A blue and white giant..." Jack, who stepped out of the tower, was amazed at the giant's appearance, "Is this what Xiao Er really looks like?"

"Celebrate! The best of the ancient giants has once again stood on the earth! He is the strongest who has gathered the power of all the light giants and has broken through time and space..." Rafi produced a large book with a leather cover from somewhere. The words "Record of the Coming of Giants" were printed on the cover. She held the book in her left hand and continued to shout, "This is the shining star, the ancient order, the sword bearer of Terra, the guardian of this land! His name is Lambda!!"

"Lambda? Was that his name as a giant?"

Rafi ignored Jack's question and said to him calmly, "Just watch, he will show you his strength."

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Then a ray of light shot out from Galatron's eyes and knocked down the giant that Xiao Er had transformed into. Perhaps the power of the ray was too strong and the giant even rolled on the ground several times. The originally passionate Rafi suddenly lost his expression.

"………………" She was speechless. Only Jack kept asking her, "Hey! What's going on? Didn't you get defeated immediately? You just boasted! Can Xiao Er really do it?"

"Shut up!" Rafi glared at him. "A momentary success or failure doesn't mean anything. The reason he's in such a mess is because he hasn't adapted to the body of a giant yet. If it's just a little while longer... a heartless thing like Galatron won't even..."

As they talked, Galatron's eyes gleamed with ferocity, and then the long, thin tail behind its head attacked Lambda like a tentacle. The mechanical claws at the end of the tail bit Lambda's neck like a hound's head, and then hung up Lambda's fifty-meter-tall body like a roast duck.

"Hmm!" Lambda let out a low roar and grabbed the mechanical claw that was strangling his neck with both hands, but the power of that thing was too strong. With such a huge power gap, he couldn't even break free.

Xiao Er couldn't understand the giant's body structure, so he didn't know how to exert force. He couldn't control this body freely yet, and he seemed extremely clumsy. Although he knew how to resolve the current crisis, his body couldn't move well with his consciousness.

"Target cleared..." Galatron's red eyes flickered as he spoke in a feminine, mechanical voice, the tone of which was exactly the same as Rafi's.

The shield-like armor on Galatron's left arm flipped over. It raised its left arm and aimed the spike at the end of the armor at the blue-white giant that was firmly clamped by its tail. Then a blade of light extended from the end of the spike and pierced through the giant's kidney.

As Galatron pulled his arm upward, the huge and arrogant blade of light actually split the giant in half...

The giant's body, which was split in half, shattered into pieces like glass falling to the ground, turned into light particles and dissipated in the air. A light spot the size of an adult fell from the sky to the ground.

The waiter transformed from the light spot fell to the ground with a painful expression on his face, his mouth open and eyes closed. Although only the giant's body composed of light particles was destroyed, the pain he suffered was real. In fact, the giant's body's senses were much more sensitive than when he was a human, so the pain he felt was much greater.

At this moment, he couldn't even cry out in pain, just like many unlucky guys who were stabbed in the vitals by knives. They didn't cover their wounds and scream like in movies and TV dramas. Most of them fell to the ground without a sound and died, just like those people who were stabbed by the waiter in the past.

The guy who took someone else's life now tasted the feeling of having his life taken away by someone else.

Death is always accompanied by silence. Xiao Wai felt that he was standing between the world of the living and the world of the dead. Half of his body was cold and the other half was hot. His eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

"How embarrassing..." The wrist armor formed by the light condensed on his wrist made a sound, and then fell silent again, and the light in the center of the wrist armor dimmed.

Before the indicator light on his chest could even flash, Lambda's first battle ended in a tragic defeat...

"That's it?" Jack looked at Lafite with an extremely complicated expression, which seemed to be smiling but also a little sad. He even looked at the disembodied projection beside him with a bit of sympathy. "What should we do now? Xiao Er has been killed. Do you have any backup plan?"

"No," Rafi said with a dull expression while eating the projection popcorn in her arms, "I have never thought about this kind of question... Anyway, my goal has been achieved."

She put a piece of popcorn into her mouth and made a chewing sound, with an expression of enjoyment, as if she was really eating.

"I think so too..." Jack couldn't even say a word of blame at this moment. He knew that if no one in this land could stop the white dragon in front of him, the dragon would destroy everything on the earth with its unstoppable drive...

Has human civilization ended in this ridiculous thing?

That’s all for today.

Postscript: This is what happens when there is no novice protection period. I have always been curious about why so many special effects protagonists know how to use equipment and abilities right from the start.

The difficulty faced by Xiao Er is almost the same as that of Da Gu in the first episode when the screenwriter arranged for him to fight against Ji Er. Can he fight? No... It is normal to be killed in seconds, just like the experience of the Souls game.

About "Lambda" (Inverse V):

"Lambda" (capital Λ, lowercase λ), which can be transliterated as "Lambda", is the eleventh Greek letter and can refer to the space related to vacuum.

energy or dark energy, can also refer to wavelength, baryons, volume, thermal conductivity, intensity.

When the power of Lambda is sealed, it takes the form of a petrified holy sword. When activated, it will attach to the user's right arm and become a structure similar to wrist armor. The official name of the transformation device is "Lambda Blade". It has self-awareness and can assist the user to a certain extent (provided that the user recognizes the other party). It has great autonomy and can even force the human body to transform or take back the power after the transformation. It can be said to be very willful.

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When the human form transforms, you only need to pull out the dagger on the wrist armor (a combination of the Knight's Breath and the Evolution Truster). When the dagger is pulled out, you can also choose to use it as a weapon. The human form can exert some of the power of the Ao (such as flying, emitting light, etc.) without changing into a god.

Knight's Breath and Evolution Truster:

Volume 101: Chapter Chapter Pilgrimage

In the year 1045 of Terra, a group of Sakota people who were born in Yan Country traveled thousands of miles from their birthplace to the hometown of their ancestors, and they called this behavior "pilgrimage."

Perhaps it is because their loyalty to the doctrine is higher than their love for their motherland, rather than the Yan country where they were born and raised, they would rather place all the good things in the ancient holy city that they have heard from their fathers - Lateran.

But before reaching the Holy City, they first had to circle Terra along the route taken by the Pope during the Eastern Crusade. Although there were no records of that "glorious" history in modern history textbooks, the Sakota people still firmly believed that their ancestors had followed the first Pope of the Lateran Church to sweep across Terra. Perhaps it was this inexplicable pride that drove them to act.

Although they were born in Yan Country, and although their bloodline has become less "pure" after countless generations, they still believe that Lateran is their true home.

How sad? And a little funny...

In fact, their master had long forgotten the existence of such a group of "lost believers". The network coverage of the Lateran underground terminal was limited to the borders of Lateran and several surrounding countries. Sakota born outside that range would not be registered on the terminal, which was the so-called "black household". To put it more clearly, it was a "bug" in the system and was destined to be "cleared" by the notary.

But the Sakotas who set out on the journey would not understand this. What they heard from their fathers had already been passed down from generation to generation and had become confusing, and many parts had been subjectively beautified.

The earliest group of Sakota people in Yan Country were the captives of the Lateran Crusade. Perhaps they escaped too quickly, and Mostima discovered that a group of people were missed after returning to the country. Out of consideration for the face of the church, she covered up this matter along with the Crusade in the dust of history.

Mastema also used the power of the terminal to erase that memory from her people's minds forever, which resulted in only the group of Sakota who remained in Yan Country remembering this.

After dealing with these matters, Mostima quickly found an heir to take the blame and changed her identity to "messenger". From then on, these troubles had nothing to do with her, and with her new identity, she was able to roam freely around Terra.

At that time, Emperor Taizu of Yan State did not execute the Sakta captives in order to create the image of a "benevolent monarch". Instead, he generously enclosed a piece of wasteland and let them fend for themselves.

If the Sakotas had known what would happen to the country in the future, they would have realized that it was a rare act of "mercy" from this tyrant.

(Million's pity, those who can satisfy this are either extremely stupid or extremely miserable)

Abandoned by the Pope, the Sakotas could only weave various religious stories about their homesickness and pass them on to their children. After their artistic processing, Lateran seemed to be a utopia without disputes and equality for all. The Sakota people of Yan Country passed this story from generation to generation, and even developed a "new religion" in Yan Country, which was widely spread in the Sakota Autonomous Region.

Of course, Wan Bao saw all this. She was lying on the dragon chair eating lychees sent by ministers from afar. She raised her orchid finger and said to the black snake who was reporting the situation, "Let them do whatever they want within the permitted scope. If I kill them at this time, wouldn't it make me look too petty? Yan Country is not Lateran. We have religious freedom here."

Her words were undoubtedly a veiled criticism of Rutland.

In 1045, the pilgrims of the Sakota people had reached the border between Colombia and Sargon, a desolate desert known as the "Devil's Palm".

Legend has it that anyone who enters the desert will encounter strange things. Some only stay there for a dozen minutes, but when they come out they find that several days have passed; others suddenly encounter natural disasters and disappear from then on, and no one knows where the missing people have gone. Some even say that they received God's revelation in the desert and gained super powers that are invisible to ordinary people, and so on... There are many different opinions.

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It seems that this desert is a place that mortals cannot set foot on, but for this

For the Sakota people, it doesn’t matter, because they consider themselves “people of God.” They believe that “God” will protect them and allow them to walk through the desert safely. If they fail, it is only because their faith is not strong enough, and it has nothing to do with “God.”

If their Lord knew that there were still such a group of loyal people in the outside world who still admired him, would he be moved? Would he help them in times of crisis?

The answer is……

"I don't know, I've never thought about such a thing..." Rafi said nonchalantly while eating popcorn. She witnessed Galatron split the giant that Xiao Er transformed into, and then put a few popcorns into his mouth and chewed, "Hmm~", perhaps the projected popcorn was too delicious and she actually made a happy sound.

Would the Lord that the Lateran people believed in think of saving them? The answer is that they never thought of it. Perhaps their Lord believed that only the strong deserved to be saved, and the weak only needed to die, just like humble ants.

It turns out that the merciful Lord is not very merciful...

Namo San, how merciless!

If Jack scolded Rafi at this time, "You clearly said that you are the Lord of the Laterans, don't you feel any pain at all when your people are slaughtered by that mechanical monster? You hypocritical guy!"

Rafi answered confidently, "When did I ever tell them that I would definitely save them? I only declared to them that those who don't believe in me will suffer, but I never said that those who believe in me will be fine. The love and greatness are all imposed on me by those believers. They just hope that what they believe in is such a thing. Don't you think this is unreasonable? This is religion..."

After defeating the giant, Galatron raised his head, and his tail and head rose up together. As melodious and holy music came out from the red orb on his chest, several layers of rotating magic circles appeared out of thin air at the end of his tail. From the front, it looked like an angel's halo, stacked layer by layer. Combined with Galatron's own red, white and gold color scheme, an oppressive sense of sacredness emerged.

With the help of the anti-gravity magic array at its tail, Galatron's huge and heavy body seemed to be suspended in defiance of the laws of physics, and it also caused a gust of dust to form on the ground. Its indestructible body penetrated the rock and soil above the ruins as if nothing was there, and opened a "sinkhole" at the top of the underground ruins.

The midday sun shone down through the hole that Galatron had dug. The sand from the desert above also kept flowing down through the hole, and it was likely that the yellow sand would bury this place soon.

"Is everything over?" Jack ran out of the crumbling tower. Rafi's projection disappeared as the tower collapsed. He hurried to the waiter who had turned back into human form, carried him on his back and wanted to take him away from the underground ruins that was about to collapse.

The music produced by Galatron is like an organ and a harp, a symphony of melodies played by several instruments, and the low roar is terrifying. If a group of people who don't know the truth see the dragon ascending to the sky, they will definitely think it is a messenger of God, right?

That’s true…

The first time I saw it, it was a giant white dragon emerging from the sea of ​​sand. The second time I saw it, it was an angel of the Lord, at least in the eyes of the pilgrims. Soon after they entered the desert, the mountains shook, and then the giant dragon appeared, emitting melodious sacred music.

"Do you hear it? That is the voice of the Lord!" the leading Sakota shouted to his followers. The old man stood up from the sand and raised his hands to make a cross. "The sound of the dragon is the sacred music of the Lateran bells that our fathers talked about!"

Since their leader said so, the other Sakotas also echoed him. Someone pointed at the halo above Galatron's head and shouted, "Look at the halo above that dragon's head! It's almost the same as ours! He must be sent by the Lord to greet us! It must be like this!"

In a sense they were right…but the purpose of the Messenger of the Lord was not what they thought.

Galatron clearly said nothing, he did not express any of his thoughts to the outside world, nor did he make any moves. He just opened the anti-gravity array and floated in the air and made music, and some people developed a kind of "belief" in him.

Perhaps all religions were born in this way?

The character being praised does not intend to become a "god" itself. It is just a group of self-righteous weaklings who praise and admire him and make up decent reasons for the miracles he performed.

One day, an ordinary person passed by an ant nest and suddenly had the idea of ​​urinating at the entrance of the ant nest. Although he did not take his urine seriously, it had a different meaning in the eyes of the ants. The leading ant would tell the other ants that the person urinating was a "god" and his urine was a flood that would destroy the world. He sent down the disaster to punish the lazy ants. Since then, a "religion" was born in the ant nest.

Everything a powerful being does is sacred and indescribable in the eyes of a weaker being.

"Begin searching for nearby civilizations... assess the value of the civilization and... whether it needs to be eliminated..." The electronic brain in the orb on Galatron's chest worked rapidly, and the orb flashed continuously as the calculations accelerated.

The Sakota pilgrims who were hundreds of meters away also saw this scene. They all ran towards where Galatron was floating and waved at him to try to attract his attention.

"Capture the target... begin assessing the intelligence level of this species..." Galatron tilted his head towards the direction of the Sakotas, red light flashing in his eyes.

"He's looking at us..." Some of the Sakota stopped, as their instinct told them that something seemed wrong with the dragon in front of them, but more of them became more excited because the angel of the Lord had noticed them.

"Analysis completed... It is determined that the civilization level of this species is extremely low... The level is... ant... and is not qualified to be eliminated..." The ignorance of these Sakotas made Galatron too lazy to take action. In a sense, it can be understood that their fanaticism for religion saved them.

Galatron's head hung down. Although it still maintained a suspended posture, most of its functions had stopped working and entered "standby" mode. It would wake up in about ten hours and search again for nearby civilizations worth destroying, thereby completing the "clearance" of the existing civilization.

Soon the Sakotas had run to Galatron's body. They knelt down before the white dragon above their heads, performed the salute, and praised his magnificent body.

How ironic?

That’s all for today.

Postscript: If there is no confidentiality mechanism like Simuitai, it would be difficult for a place like Terra, where feudal dregs are piled up, not to mass-produce cults that worship giant beasts, demons, and sea cults...

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"Save my friend... Who of you can...save him..." Jack passed through the indifferent Sakota. He had no strength left after carrying the waiter underground. He stumbled and fell on the sand. He turned over and saw the white dragon floating above him. It was motionless except for the melodious music, as if it had fallen asleep.

"Have they stopped the action? Why..." Jack looked at the huge figure and fell into deep thought. The old man's voice came from beside him, "It's magnificent, right? This is our Lord's angel."