People in Terra, governing a weird little country

The corners of his mouth broke into a smile, and that smile was the answer. The answer was already in everyone's heart, resonating with the same voice that was deafening:

“We decided to go to the moon!”

“We decided to go to the moon!”

“We decided to go to the moon!”

"We decided to spend the last decade of the 11th century exploring the Twin Moons and fulfilling more dreams, not because they are easy, but because they are difficult!"

Chapter 325 I am the last glory of Tikaz

Kjerag, Matterhorn, Dome Research Station.

"Are you ready?"

Christen looked at Safar who had already walked into the cabin.

[Tower of Babel], [Star-Reaching Tower], [Tower of Babel], what to call this tower built by the [Star-Reaching Project]? It is people's freedom.

Although it was unknown why, Kal'tsit very firmly asked Ernst to cross out the option "Tower of Babel".

But who is she? Christen never spoils anyone.

Just use it.

Safar nodded, and Kristen reminded him one last time:

"The experiment is divided into three stages, and the experimental content is repeated at the end."

Safar stated:

"The first stage is to climb up and use the tower to reach the bottom of the isolation layer. The second stage is to break through the isolation layer and use the equipment to take as many photos as possible of the situation outside the isolation layer. The third stage is to return and confirm whether the physical indicators are normal. Then, carry the data back to the isolation layer. The experiment is over."

"What a boring experiment. I don't understand why you kids are making such a fuss about it."

"Are you bored?"

Kristen smiled, which was rare.

"This is my dream."

"If Ernst hadn't insisted on stopping me, I would have been the one standing in your position. And the one standing there now is you, not because I gave up my position to you, but because I'm not sure whether this plan can succeed."

"And you, even if you feel bored, you have to do it."

Safar curled his lips, although the iron head should not have this function. Before he could say anything, Kristen suddenly spoke again:

"And, Mr. Safar, are you really as nonchalant as you say you are?"

This question was like a sharp sword piercing into Safar's heart, causing the flame burning in his helmet to shake.

He looked at Christen in surprise, the fire in his eyes flickered, outlining the somewhat guilty mood of this fire demon.

What he faced was Kristen's slightly lowered head and the slightly raised curve of her lips.

She was looking down, checking the items on the list, as if the question just now was just a casual one, unintentional. This slightly reduced the panic in Safar's heart.

He turned around and was about to climb up the tower. Christen also took a step forward and pressed the button to close the hatch.

At the last moment when the isolation door closed, Christen heard the last reply from the invisible figure:

"You're right, little girl."

".......hehe."

Kristen chuckled, shook her head, turned back to the console, and stared at Safar's figure on the monitoring screen.

Safar's pace was exceptionally steady and firm, and even showed signs of gradually speeding up.

Kristen's question really touched the deepest part of his heart.

He really wasn't so indifferent to this experiment. He really wasn't so dismissive of the plans that the descendants of the ancestors had made with such fanfare. He really wasn't so stubborn as to think that exploring the unknown was meaningless.

He is the Balrog.

He has had many names, many aliases, and many nicknames, such as Safar, the Punishment Clan, the Fire Demon of the King's Court, the Fire Guardian of the King, or the most widespread and common ones, Tikaz and Sarkaz.

He is no longer young.

He experienced the end of the Tikaz era. He grew up listening to the legend of Tikaz ruling the world (Kazdel). But like every citizen of the last dynasty, the glory of the past is gone forever, which echoes the misery of today, making people feel helpless and sigh.

He grew up, served in the Fire Lord's court, became a member of the Fire Lord's personal guard, and protected the Lord until his death in that battle. Since then, he has been in a daze for too long.

Time will wear away everything. During this period of time that is so long that even the Sarkaz will turn into ashes, he is not unaware of anything.

The era of the Tikarz has long gone, and the era of the Sarkaz has not yet arrived. The compatriots were lost in the smoke of war and fell into depravity. The differences and estrangements are like thorns, not only between the Sarkaz and the descendants of the ancestors, but also between the Sarkaz and each other.

His resurgence in this era may not be a blessing but a misfortune for him.

Everything he saw was strange, a strange country, strange people, strange order, and even strange Sarkaz. He had no friends and no one he could talk to. He stroked the old pages of the book, but found sadly that he could not find his own name or his friends' names even on those yellowed pages.

At that moment, he suddenly understood.

He is a remnant of the old era, and the new era has no ship to carry him.

But he is not willing to give in!

"Is there nothing that is eternal?"

Safar asked himself.

The Tikaz people of the past sat on the high walls built with magic, tasting the fine wine made from a mixture of brain matter and blood. They thought that the Kazdel Empire that ruled everything would continue forever like the legacy of the Demon King!

As the heads of demon kings fell one after another, and tribes collapsed and became extinct, the people who became Sarkaz knew that all good things must come to an end, and everything must come to an end.

Powerful beasts can be killed, magnificent city walls can be breached, supreme military force cannot withstand the ravages of time, and even an empire that rules the entire world will perish.

Is nothing permanent?

He asked himself again and again, but when he couldn't find the answer, Ernst and Christen found him and pointed him to the sky.

"Two moons."

The twin moons that have hung in the sky of Terra since the days of Tikaz are the place of eternity.

If ruling the earth cannot bring the Sarkaz the true liberation they dream of, then the sky must be the place of eternity!

He took on this work, and he didn't even treat it as a job.

Looking at all the people in Kjerag, perhaps only Kristen understood Safar's obsession. They were all the same kind of people to some extent. Although their goals were different, they all regarded exploring the sky as their mission to achieve in this life!

And now, this mission is within reach!

"Ding--"

As the elevator door opened, Safar walked out of the elevator, and in front of him was the last step.

The isolation layer is right in front of us, and its characteristics have not been fully explored yet. We only know that any electronic device or product will produce a rejection reaction the moment it comes into contact with the isolation layer, and thus fail. This is also the direct reason why Christen's parents' aircraft lost control and crashed when approaching the isolation layer.

But other than that, the isolation layer seems harmless to humans and animals. It has never actively harmed the Terrans, and even when observed from this distance, it is completely invisible.

It's like a seamless mirror. When you get used to its existence, you won't even notice anything unusual about it.

I wonder what the first Terran who discovered the existence of the isolation layer thought? Did he regard it as a miracle? Or did he regard it as a cage?

But for Safar, it was nothing.

He is not afraid, he will cross over.

I'm so tired, so alone

"Ding Di - Record: This is Safar, conducting the final briefing before contacting the isolation layer. After the briefing, I will officially contact the isolation layer and attempt to cross. Over."

Safar spoke into the communicator on his left shoulder. As expected, there was no response. There was only a noisy busy tone in the communicator.

This means that this place has entered the influence range of the isolation layer.

Safar was not surprised. This situation was normal and had already been included in the expected emergencies that Christen had planned.

No one responded, so he just recorded the recording and kept it. In case something unexpected happened, it would also be proof that he had attempted to challenge the sky.

After confirming that the recording was complete, Safar reached out and unlocked the communicator which was supposed to be silent.

It should be silent.

"Didi——[Unintelligible Language]"

"Didi——[Unintelligible Language]"

"Didi——[Unintelligible Language]"

A series of sounds suddenly rang out in the silent space. Safar was startled and looked at the communicator in his hand in disbelief.

He was sure that the voice came from the communicator.

Although the content was completely incomprehensible and the sound was severely distorted, it was indeed what came from the communicator.

"That's weird. Where did this signal come from?" Safar smacked his lips in confusion. "Kristen's operating manual doesn't say how to deal with this situation."

He hesitated for a moment, then chose to open the communicator again and responded:

"Hey, who are you?"

"------"

The other side of the communicator was busy again, and then the incomprehensible language sounded again.

Safar didn't understand, but by listening to the tone he remembered many times, he was basically sure that the person on the communicator was repeating the same sentence over and over again.

Instead of answering my question, he kept repeating the same thing?

The flames burning on Safar's armor grew stronger.

He was a little angry. Wasn't this a bit too rude?

No, theoretically, there shouldn't be any signal in this place...

This is really... a bit weird.

Although he no longer had the ability to sweat, Safar still instinctively felt a bit of a creepy feeling that made him break out in a cold sweat.

He asked again, and the voice on the other end paused again. After his voice disappeared, the other end repeated the incomprehensible words again.

What is this? A ghost signal?

Safar was confused, so he simply put the communicator on the ground and kicked it away.

Unlucky things, these things invented by the descendants of our ancestors are just unreliable! It’s ok that we can’t communicate with the tower here, but they also have to make these scary things!

He walked up the stairs without hesitation, and at the end, he stretched out his hand towards the isolation layer.

Durin's armor No. 259 instantly blocked Safar's body under the barrier of the isolation layer, so he took off the armor on his body, supported himself with the burning flames, lifted himself up, and rushed towards the barrier layer in the form of a small, flaming source stone fragment.

"You guys are watching!"

"The only one who has ever completely conquered this land is the Demon King of Tikaz!"

"The first person in history to conquer the sky and explore the twin moons was me, the Fire Demon Zafar!"

"This is what we, the Tikaz, are waiting for, and we will reach eternal glory!"

The flame burned, expanded, and squeezed, as if it was blocked by something, but it continued to rise forward.

Until that tiny spark finally ignited the first ray of light outside the isolation layer.

This is Terra's Spark.

Chapter 326: Damn evil demon, how dare you stir up my fire!

"What are the results of the experiment?"

"Saffar has been in the tower for over an hour."

"Can you confirm his condition?"

"There's no way. There's serious interference near the isolation layer. It's impossible to observe with electronic equipment."

"Where's the communicator? Is the signal still not going through?"

“Can’t get through…”

"Tsk, I'll go up by myself!"