Chapter 856 - 477: The Day of God’s Birth

Only one starship left to connect...

Today is the Holy Day, the day to commemorate the establishment of the United Front of the Cosmos, and also to remember the day when they united, joined forces, and faced the Great Void together.

But now, on this sacred day, none of the executives are able to smile.

Tens of thousands of starships were launched a few days ago, and now, only one can be contacted.

Clearly, they were prepared for the most saturated support possible, but the death rate far exceeded anyone’s expectations.

"Leader, the message we just received..."

The intelligence officer was sweating profusely, his hands trembling uncontrollably, and sweat had already seeped into his eyes, but he dared not blink.

"Speak..."

"The last connected starship, the Fire Seed..."

"Lost connection..."

Silence, a death-like silence, as if all strength had been completely drained from the United Front’s executives, as they looked at the visibly expanding Great Void, and words were lost.

Tens of thousands of expedition teams, all lost connection so far.

For those front-line personnel who risked their lives to pave the way around the Great Void, losing connection meant death!

They weren’t the kind of people who would say vain words like "the front line only needs to charge forward bravely, while the rear has more to consider." They understood that whether it was the expedition team or the pioneers leaving coordinates in billions of galaxies, all of them truly just wanted to fight for a future with their own lives.

A fleeting, perhaps nonexistent future.

Maybe more people held this mindset: Since the Cosmic Void is destined to doom us, we refuse to give in!

Over the centuries, generation after generation of expedition teams piloted starships towards the Great Void, one brilliant talent after another gave their all, even allowing themselves to be tainted by the Demon Element. At the last moment before dying, they brought the United Front one step closer to the truth of the Demon Element.

Everyone was dreaming of a vague, elusive dream to overcome the Cosmic Void...

In the dream’s future, no one had to face the threat of the Cosmic Void, or the Sword of Damocles hanging overhead. All races helped each other, sympathized with the weak, no one would be troubled by their race, and all could be friends.

But now, the dream has ended.

Tens of thousands of starships, none survived.

"Continue with the Holy Day prayers." The leader seemed to have resigned everything, he quietly said, "If any disconnected teams succeed, then we are their last prayer. If they all fail..."

"Then it is the final elegy of all our civilizations..."

"From today onwards, everyone is on holiday, everyone..."

"Pray for those lost in the Great Void!"

...

At the crash site of the 11th expedition team, Yi Shan struggled to find the last Fire Seed.

However, there was enough here, the remaining Fire Seeds of the predecessors weren’t many, and if nothing went wrong, these Fire Seeds are also sufficient for the ship’s head to reach the final destination.

Even this time, Yi Shan couldn’t find the log of the 11th expedition team; their starship had already been decomposed by frozen ethane. If it weren’t for the Fire Seed being well protected, even the last Fire Seed might have dissolved.

"Let’s set off," his voice was hoarse, yet indisputable, "Only the last step remains..."

"Beyond the wreckage of the 12th expedition team, our destination will be reached..."

Most of the starship had been forever left near the Pantheon of the 9th expedition team, and now the three of them could only carry that doubtful tree seed, relying solely on the ship’s head to reach that unknown future.

It was perhaps because here, time lost its meaning.

Soon enough, they arrived at the wreckage of the 12th expedition team, but this time they weren’t planning to stay here, because the Fire Seeds had already passed away reaching the destination, and also...

Just one last step...

Regardless of who it was, even the carefree Beastman engineer, he tightly clutched the clay amulet in his hand and drew the primitive ceremony belonging to his tribe.

Or perhaps, it was an ancient blessing...

The last transport aircraft had also become scrap earlier; for this final step, they could only rely on the ship’s head itself.

There were also several emergency ejection cabins, yet during training, those things were dubbed as "ejection coffins."

Either they could only rely on luck, or they would also traverse an unknown area, leaving wreckage here, and if those coming after could see their wreckage, they would bypass it and proceed further.

If there were still any who would come after...

Perhaps now, this thought had arisen in all their minds.

Even though they didn’t know the truth, now, in this despair, perhaps this kind of Ah Q spirit of thinking could bring them a shred of hope.

"The turbine at the ship’s head seems to have some problems, let me check it. After all, the Fire Seeds from the predecessors and our ship body aren’t completely compatible." Engineer Locke said, starting to check the turbine.

Yi Shan nodded, now he seemed to have completely taken over the captain’s responsibilities, always carrying Dominic’s tree seed with him.

Whenever he looked at the tree seed, Yi Shan would mutter to himself.

"Dominic, my body is obviously feeling uncomfortable now, it seems your ability to absorb Demon Element isn’t great either. This tree seed is almost constantly emitting Demon Element..."