World-saving Plan: The Only Savior

Chapter 1920: Chapter 35: Mother of the White Tide’s Revenge (4)_2

The next day.

"The array outside will allow you to live comfortably on the planet’s surface, just don’t step out of the array’s range... Hmm... But the array is quite solid, you shouldn’t be able to get out..."

In the previous tavern, Morris and Kola were once again sitting at the table.

Kola didn’t know if this was a tradition of those aliens; it seemed like the person in front of him really enjoyed discussing matters over drinks. He even once thought that this was their war room.

After spending a day together yesterday, Kola now had some understanding of the Star Alliance and the Wildfire Tavern and realized that their purpose in exploring the cosmos was to find and assist civilizations under attack by other-dimensional monsters.

To Kola, this news was somewhat incredulous, because from the environment he grew up in, he understood that fierce competition existed among the various races in the universe. How could anyone be so selfless to help others?

Unless...

He thought of something a scholar once said.

Unless this civilization’s need for resources was already trending towards zero. Without competition for resources, there would naturally be no reason to clash with other civilizations.

In a certain sense, Kola’s guess was correct.

After merging with the Dark Star Alliance’s database, apart from making great technological advancements, the Star Alliance’s greatest benefit was obtaining countless valuable material conversion formulas. These formulas could easily allow the organization to acquire the desired materials. The only current limitation was the conflict and transition when responding to the technological development of cultural and overall situations. Even if you gobbled everything up at once, you still have to chew first, otherwise, shoving food straight down your throat might choke you.

After a night of consideration, Kola had agreed to Morris’s proposal to join the organization supporting him and become a part of it.

As for the organization known as the Star Alliance, Kola held ample hope; from the name alone, it was an immeasurable colossal entity.

Anyway, Kola didn’t believe that an obscure little organization could dare to take such a name.

Now, only ten thousand survivors of the Chris Race remained; they had no other path to take, so how could they refuse?

Since the other party had made it clear they were willing to join, the conversation smoothly progressed to the next stage.

"Alfarld is a powerful divine being from the other dimension, and its strength is not something mortals can shake. There’s only one way to kill it."

Morris tapped his fingers on the table, downing a glass of Langke Wine, feeling a sense of relaxation throughout his body.

"What is that way?"

Kola was very interested in this topic, his eyes filled with urgency.

Morris revealed an unfathomable smile, dipped his finger in wine, and wrote a character on the table.

"God!"

"What?"

Kola couldn’t understand the languages and characters of Water Blue Star and was baffled by what he wrote.

Just the next second, the "God" character Morris had written began to twist flexibly and then transformed into the equivalent character in Chris’s language.

"God!?"

Kola understood this time, and was also amazed at how the wine-written character changed its shape on its own.

Before he could fully reveal his amazement, an even more shocking scene unfolded.

The wine traces suddenly floated up without warning, slowly splitting into various strange patterns in the air.

It was an image with the backdrop of deep space, where several indistinct figures appeared one after another, quickly flashing and disappearing.

Some figures held rotating star dust, while others silently watched civilizations being born and destroyed before their eyes. Although Kola didn’t know what these figures were, he could vividly feel the immense pressure emanating from them; their stance overlooking all living beings made him feel incredibly small.

"Yes, it is... God!"

Morris spoke up at this point.

"I believe your culture also has definitions of deities, right? Indeed, gods do exist, and for ordinary mortals like us, gods are lofty and unshakeable. To kill a deity, we only have one way, that is... another deity."

"Another... deity... you... also have gods...?"

Kola was now completely engrossed in the scene Morris depicted. If someone had dared to tell him this before, he would have probably scolded them as crazy with a big laugh.

However, after personally experiencing the catastrophic war, he deeply recognized the horror of divinities. In just thirty days, the vast imperial civilization they’d built over countless years was obliterated in an instant, a feeling that was utterly suffocating.

Facing Kola’s question, Morris simply smiled and said:

"Haha, you’ll soon find out, as long as you cooperate with us to lure that monster to where we want it to be. I believe you’ll soon witness what the strength of a true god is."

Kola straightened his expression, speaking seriously:

"Whatever you need us to do, just say it. Whatever the price, I’m willing to pay if it means killing that creature!"

"Very good."

Morris patted his shoulder.

"I was initially wondering if you’d be afraid to die, seems like I was worrying too much."

He said, raising his head to look towards a certain discovery, a golden light suddenly flashing in his eyes.

"Considering the time, that creature should be arriving soon..."

...

Seven hours later, hundreds of mercenaries dressed in Wildfire Department uniforms were standing on the open space outside, each situated in the array eye of a small array, with over a hundred small arrays ultimately forming a super large formation.

"What’s going on with them?"

Kola didn’t understand the scene before him, but he could still feel from the atmosphere that something extraordinary was happening.

"This is preparing a gift for our distinguished guest, don’t worry, it’ll be here soon. Before that, I need you to lead your people out to stand among them."

Morris pointed to the large empty space in the center of the formation and said.

"Alfarld is very cautious. If it’s only the traces left by our mere spatial transmission, it wouldn’t be enough to lure it closer. Only by disguising it as if we’re escaping, and the destination of escape is the place it’s always wanted to find, can we make it approach us quickly, and then we can... hehe... "

Regarding Morris’s plan, Kola clearly already knew, but he still didn’t understand where the escape destination was that they’d mentioned, and why Alfarld would be so eager to approach when it knew.

Seeing that Morris was disinclined to elaborate, he tactfully didn’t ask further, instead calling out for the more than ten thousand compatriots inside the building to come out and stand at the center of the array.

The Chris survivors appeared somewhat fearful. They knew a big thing might come soon, but weren’t sure if those people dressed in white could protect them, naturally causing apprehension.

Morris didn’t explain much, he precisely needed this effect. The expressions on these people’s faces made the trap appear more genuine, thereby making Alfarld fall for it.

"The net is ready, now we just need to wait."

Morris also stepped into the array, and despite looking calm on the surface, internally he was just as tense as Kola and the others.

After all, this time he was facing a truly extraordinary level monster. Such an entity could pinch him to death with a flick of a finger, and he only had one chance. Once they failed, everyone here would be buried with them.

This time, victory is the only option, failure is not an option!