Chapter 121 Chapter 121: Another Peculiar Mara-Struck
Chapter 121: Another Peculiar Mara-Struck
Nearly ten thousand years ago, an event occurred within the civilization of a certain planet—an unknown emperor melted down all the weapons of the world, conquered the entire planet with golden automaton machinations, and ultimately formed a highly unified civilization.
Later, tempted by the alien Abundance followers known as the "Wingweavers," that nameless emperor marshaled the entire planet's resources to construct nine colossal ships comparable to actual planets, dispatching them to sail into the starry sea in search of the Medicine King, seeking the elixir of immortality.
These nine Xianzhou ships were respectively: the Luofu, Yaoqing, Fanghu, Xuling, Yuque, Zhuming, Daiyu, Yuanjiao, and Cangcheng.
During their long cosmic voyage across the ages, the Xianzhou people ultimately succeeded in finding that master of 'Abundance' and also successfully obtained immortality... Yet the truth of immortality was not as beautiful as they had imagined.
In a world where everyone is immortal yet continues to reproduce endlessly, limited resources would inevitably run out eventually. The elders with even longer lifespans would naturally control more resources, leaving those ambitious new generations with nowhere to go.
Even if they hadn't later discovered the curse known as 'Mara-Struck,' the order of the Xianzhou would have inevitably collapsed completely sooner or later, ushering in a chaotic and indescribable era.
Simultaneously, the secret of their immortality would inevitably attract the covetous gaze of other civilizations thirsting for eternal life... They certainly wouldn't give up such an opportunity. It's even possible that in the eyes of some non-human races, those Xianzhou people themselves were the miraculous medicine capable of granting immortality.
This universe is far from having only the human race. Many alien species that grew up in bloody environments—they do eat people.
Simple words cannot possibly describe this nearly ten-thousand-year history. Yet it is precisely along such a rugged path that the Xianzhou Alliance has persisted until today, barely reaching this current period of prosperity.
And the cost is... of the original nine colossal ships, only six remain today: the Luofu, Yaoqing, Fanghu, Xuling, Yuque, and Zhuming.
Stellar Calendar Year 1200: Attacked by the Abundance follower faction 'Flesh Gazers,' the Xianzhou 'Daiyu' suffered a catastrophic explosion during the battle.
Stellar Calendar Year 3287: Under the control of its automata, the Xianzhou 'Yuanjiao' sailed into a red giant star. Except for a small number of Yuanjiao citizens who escaped, the entire ship was completely annihilated.
Stellar Calendar Year 6300: The Xianzhou 'Cangcheng' was devoured by the activated planet 'World-Devouring Rahu'...
The destruction of each Xianzhou ship represents hundreds of millions of Xianzhou people perishing together... Forget individuals; even an entire civilization is but a tiny speck of dust in this man-eating universe.
The Xianzhou's archival systems can certainly access this tumultuous history. But even the currently surviving Xianzhou people may not necessarily care about those ancestors who sacrificed their lives for their continuation, let alone outsiders from other places?
"So? How about it? Those who walk the righteous path would never tell you these things." After recounting all that, Kafka smiled again and looked at Stelle, who was struggling to digest this information.
After all, that makes sense. What normal person would suddenly be so idle as to not care about living anymore, telling you here how to kill an Aeon?
Afraid that if any of Their followers found out, he would be the one killed first, right?
"You... why did you have to tell me these things? And also, what is the third method?"
Things like killing Aeons—Stelle had never even thought about such matters before. But Kafka had already piqued her curiosity. If she didn't get a clear answer, she probably wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.
Moreover, since their goal is to treat her as the protagonist of a play and have her accomplish something... if that's the case, wouldn't it be better not to tell her these facts?
After receiving so much information, Stelle could still sort out a general line of thought. Unlike Pardo beside her—her eyes already had swirling patterns spinning non-stop.
Hearing Stelle's question, Kafka parted her lips slightly, clearly intending to continue explaining for her. But she was suddenly interrupted by her companion who had remained silent all along.
"Enough, Kafka... we should leave."
For some reason, that Stellaron Hunter known as Blade suddenly clutched his forehead while gasping as if enduring some indescribable pain: "I can feel it... he has boarded the Xianzhou. And... getting closer...!"
And in that very second after, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed completely. The aloof image he had just projected instantly crumbled without a trace—
"Hahahahaha! He's back! He really came back! He... he... how dare he come back!!!"
That maniacal laughter was unrestrained and utterly unbridled. His entire body shook with each violent gasp for breath, even making one suspect he might pass out from it the next moment.
"Boss Kevin... this person... could it be..." Pardo cautiously pointed at her own head and whispered: "...something wrong up here?"
Pardo had just started to lower her guard slightly towards these Stellaron Hunters due to Kafka's demeanor. But the very next second, because of Blade's frenzied appearance, she couldn't help but have her heart leap into her throat again.
After all, if his mind is already this abnormal, isn't it perfectly normal for him to suddenly slash at you the next second?
"Something's off. This seems like... Mara-Struck?"
Frowning, Kevin quickly discerned the essence of why the other had suddenly become so crazed... For some reason, he seemed to have been dealing with this illness unique to long-life species frequently lately, to the point where he could now recognize its characteristics at a glance.
But this illness should clearly be a symptom unique to long-life species. Short-life species simply don't have the prerequisite conditions to contract it—yet Kevin could tell he obviously wasn't a Xianzhou native and lacked other characteristics that long-life species should have.
Moreover... if he's currently in this state seemingly deep in Mara-Struck madness, why was he able to appear so calm just moments ago?
But before Kevin could figure out who that person Blade mentioned might be, Blade suddenly raised his head again. His eyes fixed on Stelle flickered with an eerie red light—
"And you... you... you were in contact with him not long ago, weren't you?"
"Anyone connected to him... must die!!!!!!"
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