Huh? Are they all real?.

Then, and more importantly, Prophet's ships are still within range of their near-Earth orbital cannons.

It was originally designed to prevent large meteorite strikes and space force mutinies.

But now, perhaps it can be used for something else.

For example, the first miracle of killing a god in human history.

Moen knew what they meant, but he shook his head very seriously and said:

"That's impossible. I must admit that now is probably the best time, but I still hope you won't mistake those who are looking into the future for blind people who know nothing."

Moen's words made the old man smile wryly:

“We’ve thought about that too, after all, he’s a god who can know the future, but we’ve really lost too much and endured too much because of him.”

The remains of all the victims who perished due to Prophet's rampage have not yet been recovered.

That's not only too difficult, but there are just too many of them.

Moen couldn't say anything about it.

All he could do was pat the old man on the shoulder and say:

"Mr. Voss, please believe me, believe me, I will eventually give a suitable answer."

Moen's answer did not make the old man happy; he simply lowered his head with increasing bitterness.

Is it really true that human power can't accomplish anything?

Moen remained silent.

In the presence of God, man is indeed powerless.

Although he made some efforts in the New World, in the end, Moen's plan was simply to let people know.

Mortals cannot defy God.

But it was not God who oppressed them.

"Our ancestors learned to use fire two million years ago, which made us the masters of this planet and marked the first step in civilization."

"From the first flame, we gradually conquered the earth, mountains, seas, and even the sky."

"And today, we have taken an incredibly solid step forward even with the starry sky, which we could never have known what it was before."

“We consider ourselves the most superior race in the world. We possess the power to move mountains and fill seas. But now, you and your world have shattered all our pride.”

Leaving aside things as far back as two million years ago, the UN has already existed for thousands of years, starting from the first recorded country.

It boasts a proud culture earned through the efforts of countless generations.

But with the appearance of the gods, their pride was indeed utterly crushed.

For a moment, even Moen was unsure how to answer the old man.

Because Moen discovered that he might be the source of everything.

Fortunately, after a long time, Moen came up with a suitable answer.

“Mr. Voss, each generation has its own responsibilities. Two million years ago, you wouldn’t have imagined that you could cross oceans, and a thousand years ago, you wouldn’t have imagined that you could soar through the skies. So, you can’t know how far you will go in the future.”

"What makes a civilization civilized is its infinite possibilities."

"Your future is full of hope and vitality. As for us, we have been like this for tens of thousands of years."

"You are moving forward, while we are standing still."

The barrier of the heavens prevented even the gods from leaving.

The stagnation of deities signifies the stagnation of civilization.

There have indeed been many changes over the four eras there, but you could also say that it has always remained the same.

It has always been the age of gods and kings.

Moen's answer made the old man stare at him blankly. After a long while, he finally said in a daze:

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Moen nodded slightly to indicate that he understood.

He then asked about something else:

"If all goes well, how long will it take for Prophet to reach the edge of the solar system?"

"If we take the place where he stopped last time as an example, as long as he really does nothing as we say and leaves everything to AI control, then..."

"Then he will arrive at the place where he stopped a month later."

The old man seemed to be mocking himself when he said this.

Even with the best spaceships and the optimal route, it would still take a month for humanity to reach the edge of the solar system.

And the other party, before they have even been able to reclaim their uniqueness, can easily reach that place.

"A month? I see. So, Mr. Voss, may I ask, of those who perished because of him last time, which location had the most difficult remains to recover?"

Without hesitation, Voss pointed to the ceiling and said:

"Of course, in space, his rampage not only destroyed all the forces we had there, but also left us with tens of thousands of corpses."

"For this reason, we have even restricted the scope of application of civilian astronomical telescopes, because we do not want our people to see so many of our compatriots' corpses when they look up."

"According to our estimates, it will probably take us a full three years to clean up that area."

Moen nodded and said:

"Then let me go."

The old man stood there, stunned, and said:

"What did you say, Your Majesty?"

“I said let me do it, it will be much easier for me than for you.”

The old man became increasingly unsure how to answer, and after a long while, he could only hesitantly say:

"But that's not befitting your status; you are a king!"

How could we let the king do such a thing?

After shaking his head, Moen looked at the old man and said:

"But I'm a human being too!"

Moen is always happy to help others with anything he can do.

Moreover, Moen did indeed receive many favors from the Human Union.

If no one had been there, Moen would have been raised from childhood in an orphanage.

Moen had no idea what he would look like now.

Moen was serious.

The old man and the officials present all bowed solemnly to Moen and said:

"Please forgive us, this is the only way we can thank you for your kindness!"

Moen waved his hand and said:

"It's nothing worth it. I just did what I could."

-

What happened to the Human Union was no longer relevant to Prophet, who was heading towards his final destination.

From the moment it left the ground.

His only purpose was to ask his mother.

This was a journey that even the eldest son didn't know how to describe.

A little excitement, more worry, and almost endless fear.

Moreover, he cannot back down.

Because this was his only chance.

A month-long trip, neither long nor short.

But Prophet felt that if he hadn't already endured an even longer wait...

He's probably already driven mad by this oppressive atmosphere.

These days, he has been staying on the bridge, with various fast food items laid out at his feet.

His overall spirit showed signs of decline.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he stared blankly ahead. His back, which should have been straight as the eldest son, was now bent and drooping like a withered branch.

He wouldn't have ended up like this.

But he was too scared.

It's not that I'm afraid of death.

The eldest sons are proud; they will never fear the ultimate nightmare of mortals.

What he fears is the answer!

He wasn’t afraid of the original principles that even the eldest son couldn’t defy; he was afraid of his mother!

The eldest son, known for his filth and bloodshed, truly looked like a homeless child at this moment.

If there were any exceptions in this dejected atmosphere.

That clearly refers to the Egg of Truth that he had always cherished.

The broken top has been repaired, but it's not the white of the eggshell itself; instead, it's some strange color that can't be described in words.

That was all his strength.

The peeling was perfect to the extreme.

Feeling a bit tired, he closed his eyes, wanting to get some rest.

But he didn't get that chance.

Because just as he slightly lowered his eyes, the calm bridge was filled with the AI's emotionless, synthesized voice:

"Attention, we will arrive at the designated location in three hours!"

His lowered eyes lifted instantly.

His dejected demeanor vanished as soon as he left his seat.

Holding the egg of truth, he wobbled slightly as he waded across the food packaging bags scattered on the ground.

I walked to the bow of the ship, where the protective panels had been opened, and looked at everything in front of me through the thick space glass.

Just like before, an endless expanse of darkness with a few starlight.

But he knew, he knew the answer he was looking for was right in front of him!

This made him subconsciously tighten his grip on the Egg of Truth.

But after a moment, the tightly clenched hands relaxed and turned into gentle patting:

“My brothers, I will ask Mother for your share as well!”

Chapter 408 The Eldest Son's Search for the Answer (4k)

"Four whole ages have passed. We have waited too long for this day, Mother."

Prophet Helios, one of the firstborn sons, is the source of the prophets.

At this very moment, he is placing his palm on the glass in front of him, gazing at the infinite universe.

"You should give us an answer now!"

Although all that lay before him was the void of the universe, he knew the answer lay just ahead.

Since the original fell into a deep sleep, the eldest sons realized that they had no way to find their mother.

Therefore, all their questions naturally remain unanswered.