Chapter 178 Coming

He’s here.

He’s finally here.

Almost twelve hours, and finally someone has come… Although separated by two continents, twelve hours is still a bit long considering the speed at which the Tower of Origin operates. Qin Ye adjusted his posture on the iron chair. His voice was hoarse as he said, "When can I leave?"

Chu Yu didn't answer the question directly.

After sitting down in the interrogation room, the first thing he did wasn't to open his briefcase or talk to Qin Ye, but to look up at the surveillance camera that had been reactivated after Lu Nanjin left.

He nodded slightly, as if signaling.

"Mr. Qin," Chu Yu smiled, "Don't worry… You can take a look at this document…"

With that said.

Chu Yu opened his briefcase and took out a very thin piece of paper.

Outside the interrogation room, Lu Nanjin, who was staring intently at the surveillance footage, said coldly, "Zoom in—"

*Don't* think you can pull any tricks under my nose.

On the side, the light screen captured the image of the document separately and enlarged it. It was a piece of paper engraved with obscure ancient writing. Each character on the paper was like a tadpole, clearly visible after being magnified several times… but no one could recognize it.

"What kind of writing is this?"

Lu Nanjin frowned.

She narrowed her eyes, trying to see Qin Ye's expression in the surveillance footage.

His face was stained with blood and obscured by scattered hair… The expression of the man on the iron chair was indistinguishable, but it was possible to sense… that his movements seemed to have become dull.

…

…

There are many ways to perform mental hypnosis.

Through sound, through images, or more directly… through mental contact.

This paper filled with ancient writing is one of the ways the "Sky Throne" communicates with the Apostles. When Qin Ye's gaze touched the thin paper, a strange mental fluctuation rippled through his mind.

These characters swam out, and in the unseen void, they seemed to transform into real tadpoles, opening a door.

Chu Yu looked calmly at the man in front of him, his eyes gradually becoming dim and his expression becoming numb.

He took back the paper. As a medium for mental hypnosis, these characters had completed their mission. Now, all that was needed was a little disguise… He calmly opened his mouth and said, "There are some things I need to tell Mr. Qin…"

In the surveillance footage, Chu Yu began to slowly talk about trivial matters.

And in another void where spirits roamed.

Countless seawater poured in.

This sea area harbored the spirits of countless people. The five continents, connected by the deep sea, with billions of people, had all contributed their own mental energy to the construction of the "Deep-Sea Zone."

The spirits of ordinary people are as small as fireflies.

The spirits of transcendents are slightly stronger, but still insignificant in this boundless sea… What is frightening is the gathering of billions of spirits. This is a sea of mental energy that cannot be exhausted.

For the "Throne," which possesses supreme authority, this is also the safest place for a "meeting."

Qin Ye opened his eyes again.

He was a little lost. He was no longer trapped on the iron chair. All around him was boundless seawater…

In the distance, a virtual face gradually condensed.

Seeing that virtual face, Qin Ye realized that this was the mental world of the Deep-Sea Zone.

"Lord Throne…"

He breathed a deep sigh of relief. The pain and frustration of the real world were far away from his spirit. It was a kind of indescribable comfort. At this moment, he knelt on one knee, showing his absolute loyalty to that supreme figure.

In the seawater, a large robe floating in the air slowly emerged.

The "Sky Throne" guarding the Tower of Origin is the most mysterious of all the Thrones. He is also known as the "evergreen tree of the highest seat." He has witnessed nearly a hundred years of human struggle and evolution, and personally established the current transcendent order in Zhongzhou.

And in the Deep-Sea Zone, the form He reveals is young and light.

The large robe draped over Him slowly floated, as if possessing its own life. As the robe floated, the entire sea area became "full of vitality."

"The mission in Dadu is like this…"

Qin Ye had just wanted to speak when the Sky Throne interrupted him.

"I know everything about Dadu."

The Throne's voice was very gentle, like the temperature of the seawater at this moment, making one's soul feel warm: "The Lion's Roar technology was destroyed, Lu Nanzhi is still alive, Tie Wu's physical body was destroyed, and you were therefore detained…"

Qin Ye gritted his teeth and said, "Lord… Gu Changzhi of Qingqiu was the one who descended." (Qingqiu = Green Mound; shen lin = divine descent)

"…Mm."

The Throne simply nodded lightly, and said without emotion.

"Actually, the failure of the mission is nothing… Before this trip, I should have told you not to expose the Apostle's identity, and to separate your actions from Tie Wu's."

After these words, the warmth that had enveloped Qin Ye's heart gradually dissipated.

Qin Ye realized something, and he looked up somewhat blankly.

"Lord…?"

"Qin Ye… Do you still remember what the Apostle's mission is?"

Countless seawater rumbled and swept past his ears.

"Of course… of course I remember!"

Qin Ye immediately spoke.

He is an Apostle of God, a child of God, and even more so, a sword trusted by God.

In order to save the Five Continents from destruction, he can sacrifice everything… including his own life.

"This is the lowest level of the Deep-Sea Zone, paved with Source Code. Apart from the highest seat, only a very few people in the council can reach this place…" the Sky Throne said softly. He stretched out his finger and gently pushed out a drop of water. This drop of water landed on Qin Ye's brow and slowly dispersed. A large amount of majestic mental energy poured into Qin Ye's mind. It was a kind of mental explosion-like feeling of pleasure.

He seemed to see the birth and destruction of the entire universe.

But this… was actually just the amount of information calculated in one second at the bottom of the deep sea.

"The reason for holding today's conversation here… is because I am very sorry. This is probably our last meeting. I hope this meeting is solemn and serious enough for you."

Qin Ye felt the gaze of Lord Throne. His soul trembled uncontrollably. After the water drop exploded, his mind was instantly filled… The original explosive pleasure turned into boundless pain in the next second.

If not a god…

Whose mental power could bear such a huge amount of data?

The bottom layer of the Deep-Sea Zone is simply not a place that a "person" can reach.

Qin Ye suddenly felt that the Lord Throne in front of him was a little unfamiliar.

The scene in front of him became blurred… The mental link seemed to be breaking. The token was no longer blessing him. He could not bear the pressure of the lowest level of the Deep-Sea Zone.

Everything was gradually turning into "emptiness," into "nothingness."

The only thing that still existed was the divine language lingering in his skull.

"It's time."

"Sacrifice your life for the future of the Five Continents."