Then let the witch offer her loyalty

"No one survived on the entire planet Cicero."

Hearing this, Chen Moxin roughly confirmed one thing.

The so-called cube resonance is actually a kind of "historical review".

Some people created a cube to preserve the history of this world, allowing those who later participate in the resonance to personally experience what happened in this world.

Taking the last cube resonance as an example, everything that Chen Moxin and others experienced—whether it was the governor election, the Stargate Base reality veil tearing experiment, or Annie's outburst of madness—all of it actually happened.

There may be differences in the details. For example, the real Anies may not have risen to power through some scheming old fox's plot to "assassinate herself".

But in any case, she eventually became the planetary governor and spearheaded the successful experiment of tearing the reality veil at the Stargate base; the trend of these kinds of major events is always the same.

This is why cube resonance has some very specific task requirements.

Because the creators of it intended for participants to see the true history, they used tasks to force you to do certain things or prevent you from doing certain things, thereby locking down those things that might influence the major trends of history.

Therefore, whether it was the last resonance or this resonance, what Chen Moxin and others are seeing and hearing now is all true.

At this moment, Zhou Si subconsciously glanced at her family members in the back of the car to make sure they wouldn't hear her before continuing.

"At the time, no one knew what had happened on Cicero. The expeditionary fleet tried to analyze the remains but found no deadly pathogens, so they had to return to their home planet Gaia."

“The Stargate Project has continued since then, and thanks to the complete Reality Veil Tear experiment, it has progressed very rapidly. In just a few years, we developed an interstellar spaceship capable of space jumps.”

"The first experimental spacecraft, 'Pathfinder,' set its sights on a galactic spiral arm 10 light-years away, and then plunged into the torn veil of reality."

"For the next three months, no activity was observed at the experimental base."

"We thought that the thousands of crew members on the Pathfinder had perished because of the failed experiment, and just as we were holding a funeral for them, the Pathfinder warped back to Gaia."

"The crew brought back exciting news—the space jump was successful. In their perception, it was an instantaneous event; one second they were still on Gaia's home planet, and the next second they appeared in an unknown star system."

"The reason it was delayed for three whole months was because the spacecraft encountered an interstellar dust cloud when it appeared in the target area, and some equipment was damaged, which took some time to repair."

"Do you know how shocking this news was for us at the time? Distance is no longer an obstacle between humanity and the stars! The universe, billions of light-years wide, has become humanity's backyard, where we can go wherever we want."

At this point, Zhou Si revealed a sorrowful smile.

"But no one knew that this was just the beginning of a nightmare."

“Initially, a person seeking blessings came to the psychological clinic for help, saying that he had been having strange dreams lately.”

"The doctor didn't take it too seriously at first, since dreams are so common. The doctor just thought that the person who received the blessing might be under too much mental stress, so he prescribed some calming medication and told her to go home and rest."

"But gradually, more and more similar reports appeared around the world. Many of the blessed people said they started to dream, and according to the consultation, the content of their dreams was surprisingly consistent."

"These people all dreamed of some kind of being, and no one could explain what it was in words. They all said it was an unknowable and incomprehensible being."

"At the time, doctors weren't particularly alarmed because similar things had happened in history. For example, one year, thousands of people around the world simultaneously dreamed of the same strange man, which became known as the 'Dream Man Incident.'"

"This seemingly bizarre phenomenon is actually quite easy to explain scientifically. For example, the Mandela Effect, where a group of people sometimes share a common false memory of an event, has many causes, including design psychology, communication studies, and so on."

"But this time the dream of the Blesser was different, because not long after, the first Blesser who went mad because of the dream appeared."

"The one who bestowed the blessing was shouting incoherent ravings that no normal person could understand. Her voice was extremely bizarre, as if several people were speaking inside her throat at the same time. Then she suddenly began to slaughter the residents around her."

"What's even more terrifying is that her body seemed to be torn apart by something, overflowing with a dark purple energy, like mist, or like a crawling shadow."

"That energy spread around her, and everyone who came into contact with it went mad, grabbing anything they could find or attacking the nearest person with their hands and teeth."

"That town turned into a slaughterhouse. Some people used kitchen knives to chop up their neighbors, some used bricks to hit their wives, and some even rushed into the houses along the street and set them on fire. They killed each other and destroyed everything. There were hardly any survivors left in the whole town."

"It was from that time that things started to get out of control. More and more Blessed Ones went mad all over the world, and more and more mortals were corrupted by the energy emanating from them."

"In the end, this is what you see: the disaster spread exponentially, everyone went crazy, major cities fell, and order and law ceased to exist."

After listening, Chen Moxin asked a crucial question: "Have you done any in-depth research on that being that drives the Blessed Ones insane? What exactly is it?"

Zhou Si turned her gaze to the window, as if sinking into the gray sky, and said in a low and slow voice, "I don't know, no one knows, its existence is still a mystery."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Moxin suddenly flipped his hand, turning the black standard-issue pistol in his hand around. The cold metal butt of the gun was pressed against Zhou Si's chin, and with a push, he turned Zhou Si's face back, forcing him to look at him.

“Zhou Si, you may be very accomplished in scientific research, as the chief academician,” Chen Moxin said, her eyes deep and unfathomable, “but you clearly don’t understand psychology very well.”

"If you want to lie, it's better to pretend to look people in the eye rather than suddenly look away."

Zhou Si's breath hitched for a moment, then his face flushed red, as if a sore spot had been touched. He raised his hand and forcefully pried open the gun handle that was pressed against his chin.

"What kind of attitude is this! What gives you the right to accuse me of lying? I've been telling you the truth, what good would it do me to lie to you?!"

Chen Moxin simply shrugged, her tone slightly mocking: "Who knows? I was just saying, see if it makes sense—"

"Gaia, as the home planet of the human community, should be an absolutely indispensable home."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and lightly tapped the bus window frame with his fingertips, making a crisp "tap-tap" sound.

“Even if large-scale riots like the one we just witnessed occur all over the world, the coalition government should suppress them by any means necessary and regain control of major cities.”

"But now, we have suddenly received a mission to escort a vital official like you to Starport."

"What is a starport for? It's for space travel. Why would a high-ranking official leave his home planet for space travel, especially with his family?"

Chen Moxin paused slightly, then looked at Zhou Si with a smile as his expression gradually worsened: "Are you an isolated case? Or are there many important officials like you who have already brought their families to the nearby Starport?"

"At such a critical moment, why did you all suddenly leave your home planet? What are you trying to do?"

Zhou Si opened her eyes wide, swallowed hard, and her gaze began to wander: "Are you starting to talk about conspiracy theories? I'm just going to another colony to conduct long-term research."

Chen Moxin grinned and said, "Oh~ then I'd like to ask if I could go all the way and finish the job?"

"How about this? When we get to the starport, none of us will leave. We'll board the spaceship with you and protect your safety the whole way."

Zhou Si sternly rebuked, "You're being ridiculous! You're just soldiers, just do your job, why are you saying all this nonsense?"

Suddenly, Chen Moxin turned her rifle around and pointed the muzzle at Zhou Si's forehead.

Zhou Si is a scientist and a chief academician. He has always lived a life of luxury. When has anyone ever pointed a gun at his head?

He was immediately startled and shrank back into his chair: "What are you doing?! Are you crazy?!"

Hearing the noise, Zhou Yan turned his head and glanced over, but said nothing and drove off on his own.

Zhou Si's family members cried out in surprise, stood up from their seats, and looked over in bewilderment.

Chen Moxin placed her hand on the trigger, revealing a cold smile: "Let me give you a piece of advice: you can call me a soldier all the time, and I won't argue with you."

"Your entire family's lives are in my hands now, what should you call me?"

Zhou Si was so frightened that her mind went blank. She didn't dare to breathe and stared in terror at the dark muzzle of the gun, fearing that it might suddenly go off.

Although Zhou Xiaoxiao couldn't see anything despite being blindfolded, she could still feel the oppressive atmosphere. Terrified, she curled up in her mother's arms, her voice trembling with tears, "Mommy, what's wrong..."

Just as the atmosphere became as murky as cement, Chen Moxin's communicator on her shoulder suddenly rang.

Alexander's warning came through: "Brother Chen, things are not good. A group of assassins has appeared ahead. They are all corrupted regular army soldiers. They have big weapons and tanks. Our road is blocked!"

Chapter 230 Dead Apostle Interception

The atmosphere was already incredibly oppressive, and now that a Dead Apostle had suddenly appeared, the air seemed to freeze.

The carriage was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Zhou Si and the others' breathing became short and heavy, their tension reaching its peak.

"understood."

Chen Moxin swiftly and decisively withdrew the gun she had been pointing at Zhou Si, putting aside their previous conversation for the time being.

"Zhou Yan, stop the car."

Zhou Yan slowly stepped on the brake. The dust kicked up outside the window was swept up by the hot air and stuck to the glass. The bus came to a stop with a slight sway.

Chen Moxin pushed open the car door, used the open window as a stepping stone, and nimbly climbed onto the roof.

Before I could even look around, a gust of wind carrying the strong smell of rust and blood rushed towards me.

Chen Moxin took out binoculars from her backpack and looked at the road ahead.

At the edge of the horizon, an army of Dead Apostles was approaching.

Their equipment was exceptionally sophisticated; a dozen armored vehicles moved like steel behemoths across the cracked asphalt road, their surfaces covered in mottled paint and bullet holes, indicating they had recently been in battle.

A massive tank held the fort in the center, its cannon barrel slightly raised, as if it might unleash a deadly burst of fire at any moment.

The Death Apostle soldiers around him had grotesque and twisted faces, and each of them had thorny black marks from the corners of their eyes to their temples, writhing under their skin like some kind of bizarre and grotesque living thing.

Their lips curled up at an unnatural angle, they were always grinning maliciously, and reason had long since vanished from their eyes, leaving only an extreme thirst for killing.

As Alexander said, these men were originally well-disciplined and trained soldiers.

However, although their rationality has been eroded by fanaticism, they still retain their original tactical skills and weaponry.

Right now, this is a suburban highway that cuts through the wilderness, surrounded by rugged mountains and dense rocky slopes, with no way to detour or hide.

This army of Dead Apostles, equipped with mechanized weapons, came crashing down on us like an impenetrable steel barrier, leaving us no way to escape.

Soon, the Dead Apostles noticed the commotion, and the once silent wilderness was instantly torn apart by shouts.

"Hehehehe! Look, it's a human!" A Dead Apostle soldier with a face full of black markings and a crazed look in his eyes shouted, pointing at the convoy in the distance.

"Go! Go! Go! Kill them!" The thugs on the armored vehicle shouted excitedly, spittle flying from the corners of their mouths and landing on the wildly constructed heavy machine gun in front of them.

"I want to cut off their heads—" His voice was filled with morbid excitement as he licked his chapped lips, his smile so exaggerated it almost tore his face apart, "and use them as OO cups!"

The Death Walkers' filthy shouts rose and fell, like a pack of hunting dogs that had caught the scent of blood and were instantly excited to the extreme.

In an instant, all sorts of vehicle-mounted machine guns turned around one after another, their barrels spinning rapidly, the sharp whistling sound of metal rubbing against metal piercing the eardrums.

"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat—" The machine gun spewed out flames, and the dense bullets tore through the air like a rainstorm, forming long, visible steel whips.

Several more suicide bombers rushed to the front, shouldered their individual rocket launchers, and fired them directly at Chen Moxin and the others' convoy.

"Whoosh—whoosh—" The high-explosive rocket roared in with a blazing tail flame, leaving a long arc in the air.

Then more rockets were ignited in succession, flames flashed continuously on the launch pad, and the deafening roar of the jets almost drowned out the roar of the machine guns.

Alexander stood at the very front of the convoy, the air thick with the acrid smell of gunpowder, making his chest feel tight.

But he was prepared for this; his azure eyes suddenly lit up, their cold light so intense that no one dared to look directly at them.

The next second, a massive surge of spiritual energy erupted from his body, and an invisible magnetic field spread out from his body, creating a mighty torrent.

"Buzz—" The air was distorted by the spiritual energy, and the surrounding light was slightly deflected, as if heat waves were rising from the road surface, and the spreading magnetic field completely enveloped the entire convoy.

The machine gun bullets that were hurtling towards them suddenly seemed to hit an invisible wall, and all the sharp whistling sounds stopped at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the trajectories of countless bullets were instantly reversed, flying to the side and creating a series of metallic clanging sounds. The ground dozens of meters away was riddled with holes, and gravel was scattered in all directions, with dust rising up.

The rockets also succumbed to the fate of being deflected by the magnetic field. The first rocket suddenly began to sway when it was only a few dozen meters away from the convoy, and its tail flame flickered and became unstable.

It was forcefully pulled off course by the magnetic field, spinning rapidly in mid-air, turning 180 degrees, and dragging a blinding band of light straight toward its source.

"Whoosh—Boom!" An explosion rang out in the Dead Apostle army formation, the shockwave swept in all directions, and the flames instantly engulfed several unsuspecting Dead Apostles.

The second rocket spun around almost simultaneously, moving at an even faster speed, and struck another dead man directly.

"boom!"

The Dead Apostle was engulfed by the fireball, turning into a cloud of blood mist and fragments of broken limbs.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

Explosions continued, and all the rockets launched at the convoy were deflected back, causing the suicide bombers to fall to their deaths, amidst a cacophony of curses.

In a battlefield dominated by firearms, Alexander's ability is far superior. After all, any firearm contains some metal, and his ability is magnetic field manipulation, which allows him to control it at will.

Alexander unleashed his full power, causing a massive magnetic shockwave that instantly blew out several armored vehicles in the distance, causing their rapidly spinning gun barrels to collapse and twist.

"boom--"

An armored vehicle's ammunition chain detonated under immense pressure, sparks erupting from cracks in the vehicle's hull, and the shockwave sending nearby casualties flying.

The other car was as if it had been gripped by a giant hand. Its entire body was compressed and flattened. It was thrown out, smashing several of the dead men before crashing to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Alexander then changed his gesture, and all sorts of broken steel plates, metal tires, and even unexploded shells in the ammunition depot on the battlefield were transformed into a torrential rain of iron under his control.

The spinning metal sliced ​​through the air at supersonic speed, and the hit Dead Apostles were instantly torn into a bloody mist. Some had half of their bodies sliced ​​off, while others had their chests pierced. They collapsed to the ground before they could even utter a curse.

But just then...

Suddenly, the muzzle of the tank in the distance flashed with light, and the air at the muzzle was stirred up, creating radial patterns.

"Boom—" A high-explosive shell tore through the sky with a sharp whistle, heading straight for Alexander's location.

Alexander suddenly raised his hands, and the scattered iron pieces, steel plates and other metals on the ground were instantly lifted by the magnetic field, rapidly stacking and piecing together in front of him to form a thick metal barrier.

"Boom!!!" The high-explosive shell crashed into the metal barrier, and the explosion instantly engulfed the field of vision. The shock wave crashed in like a raging wave, shaking the convoy behind it.