Overturned Tower

The ground began to shake.

The high-rise buildings supported by high-tech skeletons also began to collapse. Fragile and collapsed like a smashed cake.

It's not heat energy, nor shock wave.

Instead, it disintegrated out of thin air and shattered for unknown reasons.

It was one of the heads gathered by the monkey-faced eagle, dreaming of "city collapse and destruction."

——By burning other people's souls and lives, that person's dream becomes a real reality right here, in this form.

When Russell fell into free fall in the air, Ringo still did not give up hope of survival.

Her psychic energy once again filled her body, and the activated suit doubled her strength and agility.

She hugged Russell and held him on her right shoulder like flour. The left arm stretched out a pink tractor beam, constantly hanging in the void, avoiding various flying obstacles in the broken and collapsed floors.

She used traction to unload the force and ran quickly over the large wall that had not completely broken.

Gravity is still meaningless at this moment. She even rotated a full 360 degrees while running.

And just then.

The moment Sky Island was actually attacked.

It's like I've been waiting for a long time...

"...You did it after all."

Chairman Sal's solemn voice immediately came from the air.

The next moment, invisible fluctuations passed from the distance of the earth.

An earthy yellow light emerged, and the collapsed buildings stopped falling apart in an instant.

It's not that the disintegration was prevented... but that they suddenly changed their physical structure and turned into stone.

Yes, all the surrounding buildings have been petrified.

The collapsing building remains frozen in this posture, like post-modern art full of a sense of disillusionment.

"It's okay...probably."

A middle-aged elf with short dark brown hair suddenly appeared next to Russell and Ringo.

In terms of appearance, he has almost nothing to do with the word "elf".

This man's body was as strong as a brown bear, and his slightly narrowed eyes were thin and small. The skin showed a light brown color like that of a farmer exposed to the sun.

Seeing Ringo's frightened and nervous expression, he calmly introduced himself: "I am Yachucas, a director. My destiny is 'stone'... Would it be easier to understand if I say this?"

"...Are you the one who petrified the surrounding area?"

Russell realized something.

The elf directors...have been aware of all this for a long time?

But they couldn't take action - not until the monkey-faced eagle actually attacked him.

Or rather, the elven directors were finally freed from their restraints when he launched an attack on Sky Island itself.

"From this point of view, you also helped us."

Yachucas spoke very humbly, but his face had no expression, it was as lifeless as a stone statue, and his pupils were not even focused.

The next moment, the sirens spread throughout the entire sky island.

Heavy-duty mechs and drones flew in from all over the sky island.

The torrent of missiles, armor-piercing projectiles and lasers, accompanied by roars and loud explosions, instantly drowned the wheel of blood made of heads.

But the first round of attacks did not have much impact.

It was almost unscathed... except that it was turning significantly slower.

As a fierce retaliation, those dim yellow light tentacles were stretched to an extremely long length in an instant, and like steel needles, they accurately penetrated the mechs and drones that dared to approach it.

At this moment, Russell finally saw where Sal was.

He is flying in the air.

Deep red, circuit board-like lines appeared on his body, appearing in the void on his body and body, and even spread as far as nearly a kilometer.

Russell could barely make out what it was.

——It is composed of ten rings, the pattern of the Kabbalah Tree of Life.

From top to bottom, the symbols of crown, wisdom, understanding, compassion, strictness, beauty, victory, brilliance, foundation and kingdom are written.

And Thrall himself is in the ring of "brilliance".

When Russell looked at the abstract symbols that were reminiscent of astrology, he understood it all without any hindrance.

He felt that the top ring symbolizing the "crown" was calling him...or, in other words, calling the self "inside the container".

Russell suppressed the impulse in his heart, grabbed Ringo's shoulders tightly, hung with her on the sloping ceiling, and watched everything happening in the sky.

The next moment, the monstrous fire was like boiling soup, emerging from the void and pouring down.

I don’t know whose dream it is.

But then, a snowstorm roared in, turning the weather directly into winter.

"That's Heglot."

The man, who was as cold as a stone statue, explained to Russell thoughtfully: "Her destiny is a 'blizzard'."

"...Can I ask you what the fate of these named elves really means?"

"Chains. Shackles. Restraints. Function. Mission."

The stone-like Achiukas glanced at Russell and replied flatly: "It's the same table, why are some dining tables, some office desks, and some tea tables?

"With the same wood, some people became chopsticks, some people became tables, some people became benches, and some people became the floor. When they were still a tree, they didn't know anything. They didn't know anything. Not knowing their destiny until they get it..."

The next moment, Sal's sigh came from far away.

"Wake up."

Along with his words, the rotation of the wheel slowed down again and finally stopped completely.

At that moment, Russell finally remembered why the wheel looked familiar to him...

The rotating wheel is just like the "eye" when falling into sleep!

And shortly after Sal's voice fell, the wheel finally disintegrated.

One by one, the heads slowly broke away from the stationary wheels, whizzing down like towers of sand.

Those heads fell like a rain of meteorites amidst people's terrified screams.

"Put me down!"

Finally, Russell realized what he could do.

He patted Ringo hard and called loudly.

"Let's stop them - a falling object from this height would kill a lot of people!"

Those heads were suspended thousands of meters in the air.

At this height, a falling head can easily take away another person's life - even the splattered bone fragments can be fatal.

Russell was very annoyed.

These directors were unable to survive before... Even if the monkey-faced eagle had not yet had time to gather all its power, more than 100,000 people had already been "headed".

In addition to those gathered on the wheels, there are also some heads flying in the air.

When the monkey-faced eagle is temporarily eliminated and his connection with these individuals is eliminated, these heads will fall from the sky.

Walls will be cracked and windows shattered. If it falls on someone, it will kill them directly.

This will cause huge secondary disasters!

There is no doubt that this will become one of the incidents with the largest number of casualties after the Islamic War!

Just leave these elf directors alone?

"Where's Mr. Sal?!"

"His mission is almost over."

Yachukas stopped Russell, looked at Sal from a distance, and replied softly: "Don't worry about these heads."

"……What?"

Russell was slightly startled.

Suddenly he saw Director Sal begin to burn and disintegrate.

The old man turned around and nodded slightly to Russell from a distance.

His whole body was bathed in the sacred white flame, and he slowly closed his eyes as if he had finally let go of something.

The heads suspended in the air also ignited white flames.

They disappear into the void.

Those who had lost their heads before this time regained their heads.

Those who died or were seriously injured in falls also suddenly regained their health.

They touched their lost heads, and all previous memories became blurry. It was like a hazy dream.

Russell's eyes widened as he watched the dead come back to life.

"...Chairman Sal, this is...the spiritual power of rebirth?"

"Yes, and all those he kills will be reborn."

Achiukas stretched out his hand and touched his chest respectfully.

At the same time, he replied: "Thall will definitely do his best to resurrect the most people...

“Because that’s what he lived for.

“SAIR’s heritage was built for this moment.

"The destiny of a saint must be to 'perform a miracle belonging to a saint'. When Sal received this destiny, his promise was a 'holy resurrection'. This is the destiny of 'Saar' as a 'saint'. It was a secret word written at the bottom of his soul. This was the power he had accumulated for more than a thousand years... He had also considered whether to resurrect the dead at the end of the War of Teachings. But because the earth had been cursed, it could not accommodate it again. He lived with many people, so he kept that power until now.

"Until not long ago, he told us... that he had sensed the next 'saint'. He could finally let go of everything.

"I think no resurrection will be more valuable than this one.

"He could have easily fulfilled his destiny long ago and survived forever. But he has waited until now, until his body has aged and decayed. In order to maximize the power of the miracle... he even chose to burn himself to death .

"That makes sense. Because he is the 'chosen saint', just like you."

Russell looked silently at the elf director beside him.

He suddenly thought of what Sal said when he met him.

"——When you came into the world, I crossed the ocean currents and mountains and saw you in the hallucination. I knew from that time that you would come here one day.

"——He who is born to know."

He finally understood what the "destiny" carried by the elves really meant.

I also seem to understand a little bit...why Karmather calls himself "the forerunner, caretaker and guardian of mankind".

The supreme power of the named elves may come from this mission.

Consume the power you have accumulated over a long period of time to fulfill your destiny and pass it on from generation to generation.

Only some elves still remember their fate.

Some named elves were corrupted over a long period of time.

They hope to fool this mission in order to gain free and permanent life.

……I see.

The sense of separation that Russell sensed among the elf directors, who "seem to be craving for something but seem to want nothing at the same time," has finally been answered.

The elves may have died when they got their destiny.

They are as innocent as children, as joyful as youth, as calm as old age, as patient as fools, as joyful as wise men...

They are like living people.

As if still alive.

They just postponed their own death, waiting for the most appropriate moment when fate would finally appear.

...just like the demons imprisoned in the Reconstruction Agency.

"As a matter of ceremony, I would like to ask your opinion."

Director Yachukas turned back and looked at Russell, who was extremely small compared to him.

This middle-aged elf who looked like a stone statue was silent for a long time, and then he stretched out his broad and calloused, strong hand like a worker or a farmer toward Russell.

"You, who were designated as a 'saint' by Sal Qin, have witnessed this heroic sacrifice that burned everything.

"Can you accept this fate of sacrifice and take over this mission passed down from generation to generation...

“——How about becoming this generation’s ‘SAIR’?”

That should be the answer without any hesitation.

It should be an urgent and passionate “I do.”

But Russell fell silent.

Since the power of a "saint" is to cause miracles, not necessarily to "resurrect others"...

Russell closed his eyes.

He thought again of what Alice had said before she died.

"Don't let others control your destiny..."

I'll do it, Mom.

Be it dusk or container. Be it a hero or a saint...

No matter whether that is the fate given by outsiders or not, I want to be what I want to be.

Sorry, Mom.

The last time...

I will definitely do it in the future.

"I have no intention of rejecting this sacred mission..."

When he opened his eyes again, he finally spoke slowly and said extremely seriously: "It's just that I want to answer this question later.

"I want to leave the covenant I made and the name of the miracle until the future."

If you still can't defeat the monkey-faced eagle in the end.

If you cannot solve the problem of lack of resources yourself.

if……

However, there are too many questions to answer and too many difficulties to solve.

This is a one-time miracle, and I don’t know how to use it at all.

It's better to leave it until later to confirm it.

He was by no means lacking in the determination and courage to devote himself.

That is not a future bound by the fate of a "saint", but something he himself wants to do.

Even if I am destined to be "twilight"...

——But if human beings are lucky enough to survive the dusk, can't they have the "dawn" beyond destiny?

【Amber】, end

I'm going to write my final remarks. It may be posted after midnight, or it may be before~