Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 1329 The Mirror Illuminates the Outer Gods

As the federal airship gradually flew back, Robles woke up from his sleep in the center of the cabin.

Because I had taken some medication beforehand, I slept very soundly.

He greatly admired a Noyotian statesman from the classical period who could sleep soundly even during the most intense moments of war.

He particularly admires the famous saying, "When things are not under my control, my heart can be at peace." He believes in leaving professional tasks to professionals, and once all arrangements are made in advance, one can simply wait for the results.

He sat up in bed, pulled the bell, and a young maid came in from outside. She gently wiped his face with a warm, steamed towel and gave him a simple head massage to dispel his drowsiness after getting up. Then she shaved and trimmed his face, and finally took out a skin cream and massaged his face repeatedly.

Five minutes later, he got up refreshed, went to the washroom to rinse off, and when he came out, his clothes had been taken away and neatly ironed and folded on the wardrobe. At that moment, soft classical music began to play outside.

He picked up the glasses on the shelf, wiped the lenses with his own hands, put them on, and checked the time. It was exactly nine o'clock. Hmm, exactly one and a half hours had passed since he went to bed.

He emerged from the inner room looking refreshed. The beautiful woman with the veil was still sitting there, intently manicuring her nails, seemingly unmoved.

He walked over, sat down, picked up the energy drink the maid had prepared, and took a sip.

"How did it go? Did you get it?"

He remembered that when he went to sleep, the airship was heading towards Tianji Peak. With the armed forces and personnel quality this time, if the operation had been carried out effectively, it should be over by now, right?

The beautiful woman stopped what she was doing, handed him a report that was next to her, tossed it aside and said, "Look at it yourself," and then, as if she had completed her duty, went back to her own business.

Robles didn't care about her attitude. He took the report, glanced at it, and suddenly sat up straight, his eyes showing astonishment. He then read it carefully from beginning to end.

He took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, put them back on, and asked with a somewhat gloomy expression, "How could they leave without my permission?"

The beautiful woman glanced at him. "You delegated power to them before, and said you didn't want to be bothered by anything?"

Robles then walked up to the recorder and asked the active consciousness, "Did you remember what I just said?"

The active consciousness said, "Mr. Robles, I've got it."

Robles emphasized again, saying, "That was the first thing I said after I heard the news."

The active consciousness said, "Yes, that was your first sentence after you woke up, and it has been recorded."

The beautiful woman made a slight movement, then continued without expression.

Robles turned off the recorder and paced back and forth inside, preoccupied with how to salvage his political future. He didn't care much about the dead or injured.

"Durant..."

He soon came up with a plan and stopped in his tracks. He had a good relationship with Durant, and it was he who had facilitated Durant becoming the president's personal advisor. As long as Durant was willing to step forward and take full responsibility for this failure, he would be fine.

If he is fine, then the chief executive is fine, and the current government can remain in power.

Will Durant agree? As long as there are sufficient conditions, these are things that only those who remain in that position can offer, and Durant should understand that a new leader would definitely not be able to provide these conditions.

Their cooperation will only become more seamless than before.

In fact, as a Throne Fighter, as long as he retains his strength, he will be fine. After all, his combat power is undeniable and no one can take it away from him.

At that moment, the assistant knocked on the door and said, "Sir, the Consul is calling."

Robles immediately went over, opened the door, took the telegram, glanced at it, then waved it in his hand and said to the beautiful woman:

"We're thinking the same thing."

He instructed his aide: "Send a telegram to the governor later, saying that I will try to persuade Mr. Durant."

He told his assistant to wait a moment, then returned to put on his tuxedo and coat, waiting for a maid to come and help him. Then, remembering something, he asked the beautiful woman beside him, "Where are the diplomatic missions and observers?"

The beautiful woman took out a small mirror and looked at herself. "Of course they're all gone. Since they lost, what's the point of keeping them around?"

Robles paused for a moment and said to her, "The Federation has not lost."

"Hmm?" The beautiful woman looked at him in confusion.

“Yes, the Federation did not lose,” Robles said very seriously to his assistant. “Tell the governor that this operation effectively thwarted the expansionist intentions of the Celestial Secrets Cult and achieved the predetermined strategic objectives.”

Throughout the entire operation, the Celestial Master of the Heavenly Secrets Sect never dared to show himself. Therefore, all nations should clearly see that we have achieved a great victory—a victory belonging to the Federation.

The beautiful woman hummed in agreement, deliberately nitpicking: "What did those fallen fighters say?"

Robles casually asked, "Who died?"

"Krosal?"

Robles shrugged. "We've successfully weakened the West Coast Party." He then put on his watch and buttoned his cuffs. "What about the other fighters?"

The beautiful woman leaned back on the sofa armrest, her fingers touching her forehead, seemingly eager to see how he would explain himself.

"Through this operation, we have successfully dealt with and weakened certain giant corporations and cult organizations," Robles said without hesitation.

"So, only the Federation is the victor?"

"Only the Federation is the victor!"

Robles was quite certain of this. Now fully dressed, he stretched a bit and said, "I'll be leaving for a bit to take care of something." With that, he waved his hand and left with his assistant.

At Tianji Peak, Walch saw that the battle was over and all the airships were withdrawing. There was nothing more to watch, so he let out a roar, and the huge Dan bird in the sky flapped its wings and flew away.

As if given some kind of command, large flocks of birds in the sky scattered in all directions.

Meanwhile, Emperor Capa, from a distance, smiled and bowed to Chen Chuan, made an elegant hand gesture, then turned and left, disappearing into the distance in a flash of light.

Seeing that everyone was leaving, Chen Chuan realized there was no need for him to enter the rift any further and planned to leave immediately. However, Gao Xu tried his best to persuade him to stay.

"Your Excellency has come to help me, allowing my Heavenly Secrets Sect to overcome a calamity. If you were to leave now, the Celestial Master would surely blame you upon his return. Moreover, Ran Ming still has a wisp of divine energy remaining in the Heavenly Secrets Plate. I truly do not know what schemes he has left behind. I hope Your Excellency can help me once more."

Chen Chuan considered this for a moment. Taking into account Ran Ming's actions, it was indeed hard to say, and it wasn't entirely an excuse. So he nodded, accepted Gao Xu's invitation, and followed him into the rift.

Once inside, he looked around and saw that the space was vast. He stood on a circular platform, and in the distance, jade pillars floated around it, covered with golden talismans. He could see rings of light shimmering on the outside, changing every moment.

Directly above his head, there was an opening that looked like the mouth of a well, through which he could see the shimmering world on the other side, giving him the feeling that he was standing at the bottom of a well.

Gao Xu said, "That is the Pufang Mirror, which is responsible for maintaining the secret ritual and can also be used to peek into the outer heavens."

Chen Chuan nodded, and Long Xian came up to greet him. The latter became even more enthusiastic when he saw him.

However, after exchanging only a few words, the three of them suddenly sensed something and looked up together.

Where the square mirror had been, a giant eye had appeared out of nowhere. This eye was looking down at them and even moved twice.

Gao Xu's expression changed drastically. He quickly did some calculations and finally said in a pale voice, "This is bad! This is a demon from outer space attracted by the divine energy left behind by Ran Ming."

Long Xian's expression also turned serious.

Gao Xu's expression was solemn. If nothing unexpected happened, this was very likely a backup plan left by Ran Ming.

He turned to Chen Chuan and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, esteemed guest. I was hoping to entertain you, but it's not possible now. This is a matter for our Heavenly Secrets Sect, and we should resolve it ourselves. Please leave for the time being."

Chen Chuan said earnestly, "Master Gao Xu, when you invited me earlier, you said that Ran Ming might need my help. Now that it has really happened, of course I can't just leave."

Moreover, although I am not a member of the Heavenly Secrets Sect, I am a member of the Pure Faction. I will not stand idly by and watch such opposing forces potentially infiltrate the world.

"The Pure School?"

The two were taken aback, but Gao Xu immediately seemed to realize something and asked, "Did our esteemed guest visit our sect before? Did he even stay at Wang Dongyan's place for a while?"

Chen Chuan nodded slightly and said without any pretense, "I also received some benefits from your esteemed sect."

"I see."

Gao Xu sighed and said, "It seems that you are indeed destined to be with my Tianji Sect. Since that's the case..." He became solemn and bowed to Chen Chuan, "Then I will trouble you, esteemed guest."

Long Xian said anxiously, "Senior brother, let's talk about this later. We need to be wary of what's in front of us first."

Gao Xu nodded.

At this moment, the enormous eye disappeared without anyone noticing, and the previously bright opening in the sky suddenly turned dark and gloomy, as if it had been obscured by something.

Although Chen Chuan could not see anything, he felt in his mind that an indescribable behemoth was circling and wandering outside the gap in the secret ritual vessel.

At that moment, the entire airspace formed by the secret ritual shook violently, as if that thing had crashed into it. All the jade pillars trembled, and the talismans on them emitted beams of golden light.

Long Xian was startled and said, "Senior brother, this demon is quite powerful."

“No,” Gao Xu looked up, his expression grave, “this demon was just testing the waters; it hasn’t used its full power yet.”

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(End of this chapter)