Chapter 171 The Revival

Under the deliberate promotion of the three major civilizations, it didn't take long for the news of Black Star using the Sanctuary Revival to awaken many historical Beyond Grade As to spread like wildfire, reaching the stationed troops in the interception circle and boosting morale.

Beyond Grade As were not only high-end combatants, but also representatives of individual powerhouses. In times of war, they served as a spiritual pillar for many soldiers. The more individual powerhouses in the army, the more confident the troops became.

The relevant information was also specially transmitted back to interstellar society, causing excitement among the masses and various factions, thus boosting public morale.

Previously, many interstellar citizens loathed the Sanctuary Revival, viewing it as the foundation of the Beyond Grade A privileged class, positioning themselves in opposition. However, now that most Beyond Grade As had gone to resist foreign enemies, becoming a force to protect interstellar society, these citizens reversed their attitudes, lavishing praise on the Sanctuary Revival and hoping that more historical Beyond Grade As would revive to protect their safety.

Even during wartime, the company that issued Wayne cards did not miss a business opportunity. They launched a new series of "Revivalist" trading cards, which, when combined with character and faction cards that had special relationships with each other, could trigger bond interactions and produce different reactions as hidden Easter eggs.

Unlike the public's unanimous excitement, various forces reacted by secretly assessing the impact of this event on themselves, especially organizations that had connections with these historical Beyond Grade As.

Mechanical God Church, a certain branch.

In the wide hall of the temple, one after another bishop wearing the robes of different sects of the Mechanical God gathered together, discussing in low voices, with an unsuppressed excitement in their tones.

"The First God has returned! We should revere his name again!"

"I never thought I would see the living Nifer the Great one day."

Many bishops were excited.

Nifer the Great, as the first Mechanical God to be worshipped, held a special position in the Mechanical God Church.

Because only by worshipping a living Mechanical God could believers receive feedback, deceased Mechanical Gods were reduced to mere commemorative significance, becoming "Old Gods" rarely mentioned.

However, Nifer the Great was an exception. Every time a prayer ceremony was held, the Mechanical God Church followers would chant his name, a treatment no other Mechanical God received.

Now that Nifer the Great had come back to life, he could be revered again.

However, the Mechanical God Church was a group of extremely pragmatic followers. They believed in whoever was strong. Although Nifer the Great had a special position, it would not immediately shake Black Star's current status unless he could prove that his mechanical skills were even stronger.

Moreover, the Sanctuary Revival was a product brought about by Black Star. Considering this point, the bishops present reached a consensus.

"Although the First God is significant, he was brought back by Black Star. Nifer the Great's current position should not be ranked above Black Star."

"That's right, it was Black Star who awakened one Old God after another, reviving the glory of the Church. In light of this, we should give Black Star a new title to distinguish him from other Mechanical Gods, granting him a unique status."

"Since Nifer the Great is the First God, why not call Black Star the God of Revival?"

"That doesn't feel quite right. In my opinion, whether the Old Gods awaken or not is entirely controlled by Black Star. Why not call him the Lord of the Old Ones?"

"That sounds a bit strange... let's change it. I think 'the Undying Black, the Holy Venerable of the Church, the Guardian of the Gate of the Old Gods, the Arbiter of Life and Death' is a good title."

"That's too long! Someone who doesn't know better might think it's four people."

"So what if it's long? Just tell me if it sounds good!"

A group of bishops fiercely debated over Black Star's new title, unable to convince each other, and eventually even started fighting. You dismantled my oil pipeline, and I pulled out your piston pump, harming each other.

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Central Star Sea, a habitable planet artificially terraformed.

A transport fleet bearing the mark of the Black Star Army slowly entered the spaceport. Guided by the port's intelligent robots, it slid into the taxiing orbit. One rectangular giant transport ship after another docked at different piers.

The hatches opened one after another, and teams of Black Star Army soldiers walked out, formed ranks, stood in position, and used indicator lights to direct traffic. Then, large groups of Aquamarine Star residents emerged in droves, forming long queues and heading to the arranged settlements.

The army soldiers maintained order. Although the crowd was constantly in slight commotion, it was still orderly. However, the constant glances left and right revealed the tension and curiosity in most people's hearts.

In the bridge command room of the transport ship, Bennett looked down at the migrating crowds slowly moving on the pier, his expression complex.

In the early stages of the war, he responded to Black Star's call and organized all the Aquamarine Star residents to undergo a long-distance migration, which naturally caused large-scale opposition at the time. Many people were unwilling to migrate, and the execution encountered considerable resistance.

For most people, their home planet was an emotion they could not part with. No matter how far they wandered in the universe, their home planet was the refuge of their hearts. There were too many examples of people willing to coexist and die with their home planet in the face of disaster.

However, these problems were ultimately suppressed by Bennett's strong hand. Whether they were willing or not, they were all packed up and taken away, sent onto the transport fleet.

Because various star systems were undergoing large-scale migrations, current traffic efficiency was limited, and the transport fleet had been traveling for a long time on the road. Bennett kept emphasizing the necessity of doing so along the way, reasoning with emotion and logic, finally suppressing most of the dissatisfaction. Many Aquamarine Star residents could only helplessly accept reality and turn to worry and fear about the future.

Although this was only a temporary expedient measure for refuge, they did not know whether this would be the last time they would see their home planet.

If the World Tree successfully invaded, the Shattered Star Ring would be the first to bear the brunt, and the Shattered Star Ring was adjacent to the Flickering World, so it was very likely to become the second main battlefield. Perhaps one day, they would learn the news of their home planet's destruction across countless light-years.

"Having left our hometown this time, I wonder if we will have a chance to go back..."

Bennett sighed softly, with mixed feelings.

At this moment, a faint female voice sounded next to him.

"This is your new home now. I'll escort you here."

"Thank you for your protection, Miss Ames," Bennett turned his head and thanked her.

"Well, I'll leave it to you here. I'll also leave Long Tan behind to be your guard."

Ames nodded casually and walked out of the cabin.

She was not stationed on the front line at the moment. She originally had such an idea, but Black Star asked her to escort the Aquamarine Star migration troops, so she was delayed.

In fact, Ames knew that Black Star's request was a disguised way to protect her, but the escort journey would always end, and she should go to the front line as well.

Moreover, she wanted to see with her own eyes what kind of existence had forced Black Star to never stop for so many years.

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Interception Circle base cluster, the Soft Imprisonment Zone of Revivals.

In the vast and boundless starry sky, streams of light were constantly colliding, bursting with astonishing energy fluctuations. It turned out that many contemporary Beyond Grade As were dueling with different Revivals.

Han Xiao and other companions who had not taken action stayed on a warship to watch the battle, occasionally using various methods to offset the incoming shock waves.

The newly revived individuals were not in their prime. They had been undergoing restorative training during this period to hone themselves, while the Mechanics and Mages from ancient times had to learn the new theories and technologies that had been innovated over the years as quickly as possible, which kept them very busy.

Because the Beyond Grade As stationed in the interception circle had nothing to do, sparring became the primary task at the moment. They had been here helping the Revivals recover their combat power, frequently exchanging knowledge.

Although most of the Revivals' knowledge bases were outdated, some lost skills were brought back by the Revivals. They did not hesitate to teach them, which indirectly improved the average strength of the contemporary Beyond Grade A group.

Among them, Millizaus saw the greatest increase in strength. He finally compressed his size as he wished. He had only just begun to learn the Dragon Language Secret Techniques passed down by his ancestors, and he was able to compress his mother ship-sized body to about three hundred meters in length. This alone made him very happy, and his combat power increased significantly.

According to him, as long as he thoroughly mastered this secret technique, he could shrink the dragon body to a length of more than ten meters at most, and the density would increase sharply, like the difference between stone and steel.

"In the past, Old Long had high health, average defense, and basically zero dodge. He was just a target. When he completes this transformation, not only will his defense increase sharply, but his dodge rate will finally return to normal, his flexibility will greatly increase, and his combat power will increase by half a level without a problem."

Han Xiao secretly guessed.

After watching the sparring for a while, he retracted his gaze, lowered his head, opened the panel, and glanced at the forum.

Thanks to the World Tree's long-range chain camp tactics, players had been carrying out suicide squad missions with extremely generous rewards during this period. The IDs on the first echelon of the level leaderboard had changed by more than half. Players who were lucky enough to grab suicide missions multiple times had risen to the top.

The current player ranked first was 6 levels higher than the player ranked first two months ago. He had reached level 173, only 7 levels away from the current version's level cap of 180. This leveling speed was quite fast for players.

However, after all, only a few people had managed to grab the suicide missions, and this kind of good thing was about to disappear soon. Han Xiao had already provided the drawings of special observation instruments. The three major civilizations were manufacturing them non-stop and had already sent a batch of shells, waiting for him to complete the most important core process.

As long as there were finished detection devices, the three major civilizations would definitely quickly use them in the war situation and solve the World Tree's long-range chain camp in one fell swoop. In this way, players could participate in one more large-scale space-time shear suicide bombing operation at most, and then they would no longer enjoy this kind of high-quality compound fertilizer that stimulated growth.

"I wonder what new plans the World Tree Civilization will come up with after breaking this tactic... Speaking of which, the Favored Child of Destiny doesn't seem to have gained much recently?"

Han Xiao rubbed his chin with his fingers, lost in thought.

According to Hela's report, the frequency of the Favored Child of Destiny's effectiveness had decreased significantly compared to the beginning, and the monitored information was basically unimportant, not providing much help to the current situation.

This sign was a signal in Han Xiao's eyes. Either the World Tree Civilization felt that the precognition methods were generally ineffective and stopped using them on a large scale, or the World Tree Civilization realized the reason for the intelligence leakage and was consciously taking precautions.

"Hmm... Has the World Tree noticed something? Sooner than I expected."

Han Xiao's eyes flashed.

Although the Favored Child of Destiny's monitoring channels were secret, by analyzing the war situation, one could always notice that certain actions of the three major civilizations seemed to have received news in advance, so they would naturally suspect the possibility of intelligence leakage.

Although it was difficult to find out the mechanism of the Favored Child of Destiny, through relevant data screening, the World Tree had a good chance of discovering that the Seer was the source of the leak. The three major civilizations could also do this, but the reaction speed would be slower.

Han Xiao had never been sure that the Favored Child of Destiny could hide from the World Tree forever. After all, this was not an unsolvable thing. He would not believe that this low-risk intelligence channel would always be reliable, but the longer he could hide it, the better.

"If the World Tree realizes this, perhaps at certain times, they may deliberately use this intelligence channel to send us misleading false intelligence through the Seer... It seems that any intelligence obtained from the Favored Child of Destiny in the future must be screened first."

Han Xiao pondered in his heart.

Just as he was thinking, the sparring in the arena ended one after another, all stopping at the right time, focusing on communication.

Kersuye, who had watched the whole process, sighed with emotion:

"As expected of the outstanding figures of history, there are many powerhouses."

"They are all people with great luck. The concentration of luck outside is almost exceeding the limit. It is more balanced here." The Secret Master, who was standing next to him, nodded.

"Seeing them alive and kicking, I am deeply gratified. These people are all monuments to the evolutionary history of our civilization, the essence accumulated over generations." Olux not far away pretended to point out the country, acting like an old man.

"...But we are still more powerful." Manison glanced at him faintly.

Civilizations are constantly developing, experience is constantly passed down, and skills are innovated from generation to generation, so naturally the present is not as good as the past. Among the current Beyond Grade A group, the contemporary powerhouses are still stronger, especially with a heaven-sent hero like Black Star who breaks historical records. One must look at the present to see who is truly outstanding.

"You guys are too noisy."

Han Xiao looked at them helplessly. They were just watching the battle, but he didn't know where these people got so much drama from.

He retracted his gaze, turned to look at the many Revivals who were returning to the warship in groups, and suddenly his eyes moved, and he had an idea.

After hesitating for two seconds, Han Xiao raised his hand to open the wide-area communication channel and smiled:

"Seeing you all fighting so happily, my hands are a little itchy too. Who is interested in playing with me? I promise to go easy on you."