Kayang suddenly pointed at the thing in Soshiyang's hand.
"Safety..... Someone will come to take it away in the future."
"who?"
"I don't know either."
Soshiyang was almost annoyed, and he slapped his palm on the table and said loudly:
"Damn it! Why are you all, and everyone says half of the words, all of them are damn puzzles! If I am guilty, then the emperor will punish me, instead of letting you torture me with these damn words!"
Then, he pointed at Kayang and scolded him sternly.
"Today, you have to shake off what you know no matter what, otherwise I won't care about what Monk Seed's arrangements are, and I will throw you back to prison and rot!"
Soshiyan's toughness surprised Kayang. He wandered for a moment, then looked at Thor.
"Soshyan, don't force him, he really doesn't know."
"Instructor Saul--"
"The most important thing now is to find the flagship of your legion. Abaddon's massive invasion is imminent, and we don't have much time."
Thor's words poured on Soshiyan's head like a basin of cold water, which made him calm down immediately.
Randall asked curiously:
"Abaddon's massive invasion? What's going on?"
Kayang looked at him and calmly said what he had said to Soshyan to Randall again.
Twenty minutes later—
"The Thirteenth Black Expedition..."
Randall put his hands on his chest and looked serious.
"If all you say is true, then this will be the biggest threat to the empire since the Horus Rebellion."
"I don't need to fool you at this time."
Kayang paced gently in the room, then looked at Soshiyang.
"Show me what you took from Amyddoton."
"What?"
"If you want to get your flagship back, give it to me."
Soshiyang still frowned.
"Why are you so sure that you can help us get the Legion flagship?"
"Because, the Revenge Soul was the first one I found. Is this reason sufficient?"
Soshyan thought for a while and except for Burning Heaven, the only stone carving that was brought out from Amyddoton was left.
So he asked someone to bring the things in and put them on the table.
“This thing…”
Kayang touched the rough stone sculpture with a strange expression, as if he had seen something that shouldn't exist.
"I tried it, this thing is just a stone."
Soshiyan, who was standing by, described the process of his persistence.
"Whether it is with my own abilities or with the help of other equipment, the inspection results are the same, it is just a stone."
"Of course you can't know the truth about it."
Kayang shook his head contemptuously, as if Soshiyan was telling a joke.
"You can't even analyze its material."
"It sounds like you know?"
"This thing is called the original stone. The original stone is the material used by the ancient saints to build the silent sanctuary of meditation. Its greatest function is to isolate all prophecies, divination and memory retracement."
Hearing this, Soshiyan suddenly realized that he seemed to have encountered similar materials in the Tomb of Oak Tyrant, but Veronica did not know the name of this material.
Unexpectedly, it was related to the ancient sage.
"So how do you interpret it?"
Facing Soshiyang's inquiry, Kayang walked forward and opened his hands.
"Psychic."
Before he finished speaking, he and the raw stone floated in mid-air at the same time, and then a seemingly non-existent light extended from his forehead and penetrated into the raw stone.
The moment he closed his eyes, Kayang found himself in a dome quiet room with pale light inside. The quiet room was not closed. Its ceiling was supported by twenty-four pillars, and the quiet room was surrounded by many crystal trees.
The trees stand in the blurred light of the sky, and flat paths wind through the glittering forests, and even those who step on them don't know their route.
At the same time, a silent song echoed on the dome, unable to hear or see, but when it was unable to hear it, it was miserable.
The sky is filled with ghosts of past and future years, for it is a place of death, and abnormally, an immortal place.
Kayang walked into the crystal forest because he found a darkness in the middle of the glowing crystal tree.
At this moment, he returned to his appearance when he was not yet Astart. His slightly tender face, his bright eyes were narrow and oval, and his black hair was scattered on his thin shoulders.
And he was only wearing a long ochre-red cloak and a black cloth coat, and a yellow cloth strip was tied around his waist.
After walking a few steps, his right hand rested on the trunk of a crystal tree.
The structure of the tree was covered with flashing light, and it seemed that a calm face was swimming in the depths of the tree.
In his contemplation, a long staff with a crystal texture appeared on his hand, with a snake wrapped around it, exuding dangerous power.
When he went deep into the crystal forest,
The vision appeared again, stronger than before.
There were some things he didn't actually say to Soshiyan - no matter how hard he tried, a chaotic time was destined to come to the Milky Way, but it was equally significant.
The crystal forest began to shake and vibrate, and Kayang made himself float and felt himself flying higher and higher and faster.
Although his spirit was neither warm nor cold, he shuddered through the beating ghosts on the dome and entering the cold and dark space.
As he traveled through time and space, stars flashed by him, and then he saw the echo of the ancient race being obscured by legends, followed by the great vitality of the new race to create destiny among the stars.
Then he saw humans, spreading like viruses in the sky, from the cradle of their birth, they conquered the solar system, and then exploded in the Milky Way on a huge expedition, absorbing their early lost debris and mercilessly destroying those who blocked their way forward.
The pure war and arrogance of this effort shocked Kayang, and the next was the death of the empire, the bloody land of the end of the world, the decisive battle between the Lord of Darkness and the Lord of Light.
after
He saw the rise of warriors, the betrayal of the apostles, their future was war and death, blood and horror, but they would still move forward, believing in their superiority and immortality.
Despite the bleeding and despair, there is hope.
The flashing embers, an uncertain future, in the dark, its light surrounds the amorphous twisted monster with huge, yellowed fangs and claws.
Kayan saw them hoping to extinguish the lamp, and as he looked at the fading dream of the future, he saw what might happen.