One more catty, one more attribute point-Chapter 587 - 481: Demon King Satan, Developing Antidote

Separated by the dark and cold vast ocean, another continent lies at the edge of this world.

Gods’ sleeping chambers are established on the ancient land of Barbaric. These gods come from beyond the sky, the remnants of the ancient Star Sea Federation.

As far as tens of thousands of years ago, the footsteps of the Star Sea Federation had already crossed the Star Sea. The immense power overflowing from the starship engines sent the colossal colonization ships light-years away, and the colonizers of the golden era stayed on habitable planets, annihilating the natives before deploying intelligent construction templates.

These heavy machineries could analyze the local resources and minerals, complete a series of tasks such as resource collection, refinement, processing, and construction in complex environments.

Wars are never scarce in the Star Sea.

Hence, giant fortress strongholds were built one after another on these colonies.

Up to this day, the Star Sea Federation has already become a segment of forgotten history, yet its violent aesthetics and functionality-driven style have been left behind.

Marpa Monastery is situated on a protruding high mountain, the residence of the Dragon King Kulika.

The sunny side of this fortress faces the sparkling sea, while the back overlooks the endless lush Primeval Forest. The Monastery serves not only as an impregnable fortress but also as a city inhabited by a large population, with a religious function being indispensable. It is surrounded by robust city walls and soaring towers, built of stone and metal, while inside are spire-topped churches, shrines, and everywhere visible statues of Saints.

The largest statue is located at the central square of the fortress Monastery, perched at the highest point of the entire mountain.

It features an angel with wings spread wide, embracing the sea.

The red light of the setting sun pours down.

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The shadow cast by the angel resembles a huge cross, spreading over the lush Primeval Forest.

Flocks of seabirds take flight, and the bell sounds melodious, as the day is soon coming to an end.

Behind the square is a resplendent church with golden mosaic floors, symbolizing pure white marble columns, walls adorned with the Federation’s relics. The central hall corridor, over three hundred meters long, ends at the lectern, the Holy Grail, and the crucifix symbolizing redemption, with windows above rising, inlaid with agate and colored glaze.

The dusky light from the windows casts a diagonal shine on the smooth, pale skin of Venerable Kulika.

Descenders can generally be categorized into three generations: the first generation is the gods, the second generation are God’s Sons, and the third generation, like Ban Poluo and Huang Xuzi, are servants. The first two are the pinnacles of the Star Sea Federation’s Biological Alchemy, carrying the hope of human civilization’s revival. Meanwhile, the third generation are expendable products crudely manufactured deep in the distant starry sky.

Venerable Kulika stands at three meters and six.

With chiseled features, dressed in a golden silk toga gown, revealing one shoulder, underneath which smooth muscle curves flowed. He possesses a typical Western face, and his golden hair intertwined with two growing dragon horns. He is currently half-kneeling on the ground, with ancient chanting mingling with melodious bell sounds echoing in this sacred church.

"After a thousand years, Satan will be released from prison, coming out to deceive the nations in the four corners of the earth, gathering them for battle."

Crack!

The iron door is pushed open, making a harsh noise.

This sound disrupts the rhythm of Venerable Kulika’s scripture chanting, and a young Cultivator walks from the square outside into the Monastery. Clad in a black robe, his freckled face slightly flushed and gasping for air, he appears very flustered. He runs down the long corridor, arriving at the feet of Kulika, kneeling down anxiously, and says, "My lord, urgent news has arrived from the Eastern Continent."

"Child, do not panic, the power of the Father God will suppress all calamities, no matter what or where our adversaries come from," Venerable Kulika turns, looking down at the servant kneeling before him. His voice is gentle, calm, like the sunlight spilling from outside.

The young servant truly feels some power from this and slowly calms his rapid breathing. His jumbled thoughts gradually sort themselves out in this process.

"Huang Xuzi, Ban Poluo, and Li Wenshe have lost contact with us, and their fate is now unknown. Additionally, news from the front lines has just come through: the Divine Plague plan has now also ended in failure. It is said that on that continent, someone has found a way to break the constraints, and now large-scale genetic modifications are being made to those test subjects."

The young servant breathes out everything he knows at once.

As Su Heng has been clearing the remnants of Descender forces on that continent, these individuals now know that the situation is completely out of control. They’re aware that the situation on the Eastern Continent is bad, but details about how badly, and the reasons and processes for these events, remain unknown.

Kulika’s face, originally bearing a gentle smile, now slowly becomes somber, yet his expression is still calm, exuding strength.

"I understand, I will handle this matter," Venerable Kulika nods, "You may leave."

The young servant, bending over, departs.

Watching the young man leave, the door closes again.

Kulika rotates the silver crucifix in his hand, his face under the twilight falls into deep thought.