The Path to Lordship Begins in the North

Inside the space station, Linde trembled slightly and awkwardly stepped out of the car that was already connected to the space station, and arrived at the transfer area.

At this moment, a team of sci-fi-style drones approached with a set of clothes, acting as a support for Lind while helping him change into the space station suit.

Linde could feel that his connection with the 550C was much stronger, and unlike before, when a long connection would start to burn his brain.

"550C!"

Linde asked, somewhat angrily, "Are you lying to me?"

But then Linde shook his head. 550C hadn't lied to him. The connection between the Tower of Babel and the space station was indeed through propulsion. The cable provided stability, and as 550C had said, Linde arrived at the space station safely. The calculations were correct.

"Just as you thought, I did not deceive you; everything is supported by facts."

The sound of the 550C had never rang so clearly in Lind's mind.

"But you misled me, making me ignore some of the risks, and didn't directly tell me that the space elevator hadn't actually been fully repaired."

After saying that, Linde added, "Also, don't try to read my consciousness."

"I'm sorry, this is just a necessary mental check before you enter the space station. Please understand, I didn't mean it."

550C's tone showed no sign of apology, and he explained, "I was just telling you that with your current level of technology, you could repair the Tower of Babel to a single-use level, and you actually succeeded. However, I did guide you, which was a necessary means to guide you to the space station. It was the best solution I came up with after calculations, and it was allowed in my program."

Hearing 550C's tone, Linde was somewhat stunned. It was hard to imagine how much authority humans had given 550C back then. 550C's actions had even violated one of the so-called Three Laws of Robotics to some extent. However, 550C had also said that everything he did was for the continuation of humanity. Perhaps in 550C's design, this authority was even higher than the so-called Three Laws.

After changing his clothes, Linde walked into the slightly weightless space station with the help of the drone. Linde could sense that there was a simulated gravity system in the space station, but it was estimated that the gravity system had malfunctioned due to years of disrepair.

However, inside the space station, all the other equipment seemed to be operating normally. In fact, after Lind stepped in, the lights that had been dormant for a long time turned on, as if to welcome Lind's arrival.

"Welcome to the Heavenly Palace Command Center, dear citizen. Would you like to browse the armory first, or review the documents? Or perhaps you'd like to access my system first?"

Linde waved away the surrounding drones, leaned against the handrail in the space station, and said with some helplessness, "Let's not tell jokes that are from thousands of years ago."

Of course, Lind would be very happy if he said this to Lena, but Lind is facing an artificial intelligence that has lived for countless years.

"Please understand, I just wanted to ease the tension, and my database hasn't been updated in a long time."

At this moment, under the light that seemed like holy light, Lind felt his body recovering rapidly, and the motion sickness-like discomfort quickly disappeared.

“I don’t know why you’re so eager for me to come to this space station. I also have a lot of questions for you, but please take me to the armory first. After all, that’s why I’m here at such risk.”

550C had its own considerations, which Linde didn't care about. Based on 550C's performance, although 550C could induce him to a certain extent, it still couldn't deceive him, one of only two "citizens." In other words, if the space station that 550C mentioned contained a weapon that required his authorization to activate and could directly destroy the core of the black fog, then it definitely existed.

“I understand. Of course, I also recommend that you go to the armory to obtain authorization first, since the situation on the ground is probably not optimistic right now.”

On the ground, watching the falling dragon, the Sauron dragon herd fell silent. Perhaps the dragon's physical strength was simply too outrageous, or perhaps the magical environment during the fall caused the aged dragon to instinctively take flight again. The dragon that had fallen from the sky struggled to its feet on the ground.

His already aged body now appeared even more frail, and countless scales had fallen off his body.

The Sauron dragons surrounded them. By this time, the dragons had lost all will to fight. Although they didn't know what the black and white square that the humans had launched was for, the humans had proven that they had successfully conquered the sky and reached places that even dragons couldn't reach.

But at that moment, the demons in the surrounding black mist unknowingly surrounded them.

From the moment the tower emitted its blue light, the elves and human followers of the gods who had been providing cover all retreated, and the demons finally entered the battlefield within the black mist.

The dragons who were helping up the weakened elder paid no attention to the weak demons. They were still licking the elder's wounds and asking him what to do next. But at that moment, the shadow that grew from the eternal frozen earth unknowingly covered most of the sky.

The boiling flesh and blood continued to fill the enormous shadow, and the demon cultists within the black mist began to murmur incomprehensible words.

At this moment, the black mist, as if coming to life with the murmurs of the demon believers, began to attack the Sauron dragon herd.

"You despicable demons! What do you want to do!"

Sensing something amiss, the dragons roared in anger. Black mist seemed to seep into their bodies, even staining their golden eyes.

These dragons tried to rebel, attempting to use their enormous wings to blow away the black mist, but they found their bodies gradually becoming uncontrollable.

At this moment, Antipa emerged from the black mist and exclaimed, "I never imagined that the followers of the Demon God could actually use divine magic. Is that really the god of the demon race?"

Antipas sneered as he watched the dragon gradually come under his control.

"The demons have been working for you for so long, it's not too much to ask that you help us demons out a little, is it?"

The crazed demons climbed onto the backs of the dragons and used the black mist to control them, propelling them into flight.

A demon priest, who had gone mad, shouted as he manipulated a giant dragon with so-called divine magic: "The great god has awakened! We must obey the divine decree and spread the blessed black mist across the entire continent!"

As Antipas watched the Outer God being filled with flesh and blood, he felt like he was going crazy. Noises kept whispering in his mind, but even if he went crazy, it didn't matter. Only by going crazy could he come into contact with the true god.

Although Antipa was very worried about what the black and white square launched from the tower was, nothing had happened after so long, so it must have failed, right?

Thinking of this, Antipa couldn't help but burst into laughter. If he were human, he couldn't imagine how desperate he would feel right now.

Now, almost the entire continent can see the Outer God in the sky, whose boiling flesh and blood are constantly being filled by the holy remains of the eternal frozen earth. If it weren't for the constant protection bestowed by the gods, those who look directly at the demon god would probably have already gone mad.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, Alberto was leading his soldiers in continuing to clean up the pollution. Although the weapons from the North were very effective, Alberto still cursed, "Damn it! How come there's more and more pollution?"

Even more so, this pollution continued to accumulate, condensing into a huge phantom. This phantom kept shrieking, as if it were cooperating with the Outer God in reality, constantly growing in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Behind Alberto, the gods continued to gather, fulfilling the vows they made when they became gods, serving as a firewall for humanity in the face of madness.

"It's okay, it'll be over soon."

The voice of the God of War entered Alberto's mind.

“That remnant of the past has successfully reached heaven.”

Inside the space station, Linde looked at the button in front of him and asked again, "Is this the weapon you mentioned that can clear away the black mist?"

"Yes."

A monotone synthesized voice, devoid of any emotion, rang out from within the space station: "The orbital cannon is ready. It can be fired at any time, provided you authorize it."