Under the scene of the magnificent snow-capped mountain light pillar, the two people looked at the light pillar rising in the Shambala Cave in amazement, which turned out to be the Logos in Plato's "Center of the Center".
"It can be seen in the sky near the Holy of Holies, that is, it manages everything in Plato. Plato's people, including the 'Seven Governments', are all worker bees performing their respective duties in the system, except for the saint, who is
The only person who is outside, is chosen by Logos, and becomes one with his consciousness." Kalki continued, "Go to Gaia's 'Sands Base' to grab the Draconians' message block, which is the order given to me by 'Logos'
, otherwise I would not go, I am the leader and not affiliated with the special operations group."
He looked at her with serious eyes. This was an unusual mission. He was captured not long after completing it. Then a series of things happened, which made him feel that the previous world was gradually being overturned.
A tragedy was happening before their eyes - after the sudden flash of light in the barrier layer disappeared, a dozen soldiers were trapped in the invisible barrier layer. They had realized that they could not get out, and they were constantly
Speaking in German, they shouted in horror: "Let us out!"
This scene once again sparked sparks of lightning in Kalki's mind.
"It turns out that there is a closed barrier that is invisible to the naked eye!" He thought of the practice of entering and exiting the Holy Saint according to the phases of the moon. "The reason why a saint cannot appear is because he is controlled by 'Logos'!"
"Break it! Get them out quickly!" the battalion commander shouted. Several soldiers immediately fired at the transparent mask with their MP40 submachine guns.
In an instant, the bullets seemed to be swallowed up by this energy field. Just when everyone present was at a loss, the bullets that suddenly disappeared scattered inside the cover, killing all the soldiers trapped inside.
"Oh God..." The battalion adjutant looked at the screams, twitches, and struggles inside, and was completely stunned.
"What the hell is this?!" the battalion commander was enraged, "Devil!"
He waved his hand and ordered everyone to open their weapons and use all their strength to break through the transparent mask.
"Fight for the empire, for the leader!"
"Too stupid!" Xuanji actually heard Kalki say something in German.
"The barrier defense layer is a reflection field of energy," the Grand Leader explained to her. "Any attempt to attack will be reflected. They are equivalent to firing at themselves."
These completely unaware soldiers were firing wildly at the scene and bombarding them with grenades.
Afterwards, the scene fell silent, and the barrier seemed to absorb all attacks, brewing something strangely.
Subsequently, all attack energy is instantly released in the form of high-energy laser shooting beams.
For a moment, it was like a rain of lasers, and there was a wail among the soldiers. They stood in the open space in front of the cave entrance, without any protection, and immediately became like targets, and they fell to the ground one after another.
The battalion commander, battalion adjutant and monk were stationed far away, and there happened to be a steep rock protruding above the white snow. The three of them quickly used it as a bunker and leaned behind it to hide, and they escaped.<
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"Karl!" The battalion adjutant shouted out the battalion commander's name, and the latter ran out desperately as soon as the rain of bullets stopped.
Major Carl looked at the corpses strewn on the snow, the seriously injured people moaning and rolling, the stumps of limbs strewn on the ground, and the red blood everywhere.
His light brown eyes were full of despair. In order to turn the earth's axis and save the motherland, he led his men through all kinds of hardships to enter this place. He did not expect this to end like this——
He did not hesitate to pick up the cluster grenades on the fallen man and put several of them in his waist, preparing to use them as explosive packs.
"Karl, what are you doing? It's useless!" His blond lieutenant rushed over and pushed his shoulder hard to stop him.
"Friedrich, we have no retreat, we can only succeed!" He roared at his friend, "Our motherland needs us to sacrifice!"
"Even if you blow yourself up, it won't move at all!"
The heated argument between the two echoed, and Karl rushed forward despite his friends' dissuasion.
"Calm down, Karl, we can't complete the task. This is not the power of the world!" Friedrich hugged him desperately in order to stop him. "This is the arrogant delusion of those people. It is not our fault! We really have
Try your best!"
"The red beasts are besieging the capital. They are killing German children and old people and raping our women. How can you leave me indifferent?"
Karl seemed extremely determined and excited, while Friedrich tried his best to stop him from committing suicide, and the two almost struggled.
"Kingdoms on earth are always impermanent... Your country is defeated now, but it will eventually be rebuilt, but do not blaspheme or disturb the sacred, but respect the will of God."
While they were pushing and shoving fiercely, the young monk leading the way slowly approached with his hands clasped and spoke to them calmly.
"In the sacred cycle of heaven, success and failure are only temporary."
After the words were finished, there was silence, except for the intermittent and miserable moans of the injured, which seemed particularly miserable.
Surrounded by the towering Himalayas, they are so holy and flawless, as if they had this indescribable sublimity and eternity from the beginning of heaven and earth, the beginning of all things.
Major Carl's chest heaved violently. After standing silently for a long time, he suddenly took out a Walther P38 pistol in excitement, put it against his temple, and shouted:
"I can't live in a world without empires and leaders!"
As soon as it was said, Friedrich quickly grabbed the gun with both hands.
"Bang——!" A gunshot echoed in the snowy mountains.
Major Carl's hat was blown off, and the bullets and gunpowder left deep wounds on his temples. When he raised his sideways face, Xuanji standing aside was stunned——
This face, this feeling, is the same as seeing the "White Tiger" leader for the first time!
It’s just that Kalki belongs to the Nordic type with blond hair and blue eyes, while Major Karl’s hair is dark chestnut and his eyes are light brown. He is shorter than Kalki and his body shape is slimmer. However, with his compelling handsomeness and standard facial features,
But they are very similar.
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"Karki, Kalki..." Xuanji said to herself. She immediately said bluntly to Kalki, "Don't you realize? He looks just like you!"
She watched the major lower his head and wipe the blood dripping from his face with his hands. Even the gestures of his hands were very similar.
Kalki also found that they were very similar to each other, even about the same age. He felt a strange sense of intimacy.
Friedrich had already snatched the pistol from the battalion commander's hand.
"Karl! Why do you do such a stupid thing! Think about your wife and child, Hildegard is only two years old!"
As a good friend, the battalion adjutant almost scolded him loudly.
"You are like a medieval knight, living in an ideal world, but your friends and family live in the real world!"
Karl looked at his friends sadly, "I can no longer see them in this life. We have been left here and can never return to the motherland... How ridiculous are human dreams!"
Young Friedrich's eyes were also red.
"What's the use of life to me?" Karl knelt down like a collapse, "As a soldier but can't die for the motherland, he is just a useless waste!"
He was speechless and grief-stricken. Facing the cave entrance with corpses scattered everywhere and the huge light beam soaring into the sky, he silently knelt on the snowy ground.
Seeing this scene, Kalki suddenly felt pity for him. He had a strange connection with the young major. He could not describe this feeling.
He walked to him and put his hand on Karl's shoulder as if comforting a friend. Although he couldn't feel it at all, they were not in the same time and space. This was just an image of the memory of the Earth Archives, but Karl
But she couldn't help but want to comfort him.
Although he received a religious education with universalist sentiments since he was a child, and he once scorned the narrow-minded thinking of hundreds of years ago, he felt empathy for a soldier who was desperate because of the subjugation of his country.
Suddenly, there was another strong earthquake, the mountains and the ground shook, and everything was shaking - Kalki saw a thin white light emitting from the light pillar and covering him, and a vague and ethereal voice sounded:
"Ci Shi has actually been born as a human being."
It turned out to be Platonic. Is this the sound of "Logos"? The first time I heard it, it was like the sound of the beginning of the universe. Kalki raised his head and was stunned. On Plato's planet, only saints can
Communicate directly with "Logos" consciousness.
"Ah? What..." Major Carl also heard this voice.
"What?" Xuanji opened her eyes wide.
Obviously, he was not the only one who heard the unprecedented manifest voice of super artificial intelligence. The other two people also heard this mysterious voice that spanned time and space.
"The coming of the Son of God is predetermined and will appear in the last days. This is an inescapable responsibility for Him at the transition between the old and the new."
"Because He is the oldest and the youngest among the gods; the beginning and the end."
Xuanji didn't understand at all. She wanted to ask the knowledgeable Kalki, but she was obviously shocked when she saw him. He raised his head and looked blankly at the light beam in the distance, unable to say a word.
"No! This isn't right!" The leader shouted softly, "These are obviously just so-called archival photon images. They are time and space that cannot be traveled through. They are just shadows of past events that have already happened. How can 'Logos' be possible?
See those of us who read the archives?”
"Who is Ci?" Xuanji asked him with wide eyes.
"The law of cause and effect in this world is disordered, so time is not linear!" Kalki avoided Xuanji's question and jumped to other questions.
"Yes, this world is full of loopholes." Logos seemed to be talking to him, "I saw the boundless sea turned into rolling yellow sand, ancient civilizations and gods were completely forgotten, human memory only lasts for one day, and time is gone.
Never existed.”
"The gods will come again and experience the end of the world. Humanity will return to the golden age, and the end will coincide with the origin... In the new heaven and new earth, the cycle of all things will begin again."
"Who is talking? What does this mean?!" Major Carl also roared. He seemed to be sucked into a different time and space, and everything around him stopped.
A ray of light shot towards him, which was the energy connection between "Logos" and others.
"I am a witness from ancient times, bringing the good news of the coming of the Holy King to the losers."
"The loving one is the Holy King of Chaos. He is your ancestor and your descendant."
"Ah!——" Major Karl felt a powerful force suddenly dragging him into a storm of chaotic time and space.
He saw a handsome blond man coming in front of him, and they looked at each other.
The other party was wearing clothes similar to those of the ancients, with blue robes fluttering in the magnetic field, resembling the medieval knight in his childhood fantasy. How wonderful that such a perfect illusion actually somewhat resembled himself.
Feel as if you are looking at the "self" in another time and space.
"Are you Cishi?" the major asked in fascination and confusion, "Does the rotation mean that victory and defeat are just illusions...is the same true for pain and joy? Tell me quickly!"
"My name is Kalki, and I need to find myself." The blond knight, who seemed to have traveled through time and space, reached out to him, "I will comfort you, just like your friend."
Karl looked at his slender hands, which were a pair of hands similar to his own. He stretched out his hands, and the moment the two hands touched, a bright light emitted.
"Your descendants will rebuild the empire above the stars...the fourth and final empire."
This mysterious and distant voice sounded again.
The fourth empire? Is this Plato? Kalki was in a trance, and his consciousness returned to the Shambala Cave from the storm of time and space. The Major Karl in front of him also seemed to have an expression as if he had just woken up from a dream.
"I will be with the losers because they have moved to the bottom of the wheel."
Suddenly, the brilliance of the entire light pillar was suddenly released, and the power was so powerful that everyone was in danger of being blinded by the huge light in front of them, so they instinctively covered their eyes, and the barrier disappeared immediately.
A dazzling and bright object like a star slowly rose from the top of the cave and fell down gracefully. The kneeling Karl unconsciously stretched out his hands to catch it. He stood up, with the star in his right hand.
It emits an extremely radiant light, illuminating everything.
Xuanji and Kalki were still watching this scene with concentration and breathlessness, but the power that brought them into this situation took them away in an instant. They already knew everything they could know.
Then, another picture appeared in front of them.
A group of losers of the world order retreated to the snowy mountain plateau with troops in different costumes. As allies in the war, they regained contact with this group of troops secretly hiding in the vast snowy mountains.
"It turns out that this is the origin of Plato's two core ethnic groups, the 'White Tiger' and the 'Blue Dragon'..." Kalki sighed in surprise, "The bloodline of the White Tiger... is the result of strict selection from the beginning, and the political status of the Blue Dragon
It’s from them that they bring the most money, and look! There are boxes of gold.”
Xuanji also seemed at a loss as to why these down-and-out aristocrats, wearing torn silk clothes and still pretending to be noble in front of the yellow-haired aliens who lived in distress, had their own ancestors.
"It turns out that the beginning of everything was so embarrassing." She said softly.