Chapter 497 (2/2)

Beyond the city, the earth was cracking and huge mountains were rolling around like wild creatures. It was a real living thing—that mountain range was actually part of the First Born’s tentacles!

The whole world seemed to have been covered by the tentacles as well as giant trees, and the massive First Born was all consuming. In between the tentacles, a dark-red fluid flowed slowly. The substance looked like bone marrow and it decomposed any remaining life residue outside the shelter. The sanctuary was the last surviving starlight in the hellish world: it was teetering, and insignificant as the First Born angrily whipped Alamanda’s last two layers of defense. The entire city’s geological structure was shaking. A large number of tentacles had crossed the wall and spread to the city’s energy shields, almost burying the last light in the city.

It was an absolutely terrifying, and hellish vision.

Hao Ren felt his perspective shaking again. Then, the scene of the “transcendence” ceremony appeared before him.

The surviving Tannaeans gathered in the square near the Transcendence Tower and were carried up into the sky by an inexplicable power. The gold tower released a nebula-like electric awn and the Tannaeans’ inherent spiritual power was transcended in resonance. Their spirits were extracted and materialized, then their bodies gradually decomposed into heavenly light spots. At the last moment of of their end days, the Tannaeans finally realized that the spreading tentacles were tracking life signs. They had to completely abandon their own corpses, lest the massacre of the city by the tentacles continued.

As the last group of people transcended into spiritual bodies, the dome of Alamanda emmitted a splendid glow, which was a lethal radioactive ray. It was the final “life cleansing order” set by the Tannaeans. All the regular organisms in the city would rapidly die under the radiation, including the most stubborn single-celled organisms.

Only by wiping out all sense of life would the First Born’s killing stop.

From that moment onwards, there was only one creature left on Tannagost—the overgrown First Born, which had become stronger than ever.

Hao Ren’s consciousness continued to move forward with the foreign memory. He finally experienced the perspective of the Tannaeans as spiritual creatures. He “noticed” that he was gradually rising up into the air, surrounded by countless transluscent spirits. The owner of the memory was looking at the material world and the spiritual world from a new perspective. After adapting to his new “body”, he looked into the horizon and saw the surging tentacles as well as the weird, massive creature within.

A strong sense of panic rose from the memory.

An enormous shadow of unprecedented horror hovered above the tentacles as a large amount of crazy mental energy quickly spread out from the gaps between the tentacles and grew into a dark tide that enveloped the entire planet. The First Born’s tentacles waved wildly in the dark mud of chaos, as if it was ridiculing the Tannaeans, who thought that they could escape by transforming their life forms.

No one had ever seen such a thing around the First Born until the Tannaeans turned into spiritual beings. They finally realized that their enemy was far more terrible than expected.

In the spirit’s vision, the First Born was far more formidable than its physical form suggested.

“It has an incomparable soul power, even stronger than its tentacles and Red Tide. Unfortunately, we didn’t realize it until we became spiritual entities. This transformation is a one-off, irreversible, and time-critical. We couldn’t even let some people transform first to confirm how it worked. We have suffered a catastrophic disaster.” Hao Ren’s consciousness exited the horrific memory. He heard the “collective souls” of the Tannaeans speaking to him. “It shattered the ‘self’ of every Tannaean. It must have been a terrible electromagnetic storm, by which all souls were fused together. Millions of thoughts, memories, and personalities were forcibly fused, becoming…”

“Vengeful spirits.” Hao Ren finally understood. “The essence of it is, it’s a kind of mix-up.”

“Everything is over now, and only we are left,” said the phantom flatly. “We are a memory of falsehood, a copy of the Tannagost Civilization. Perhaps the power of destruction didn’t even think of us as a life form: we are non-material and non-energy creatures, so we’ve survived till this day.”

Hao Ren sighed. “What can I do for you?”