bookandnovel Chapter 90 The Awakening of the Messiah
Chapter 90 The Awakening of the Messiah
Chapter 89 The Awakening of the Messiah
The second level of the Tower of Babel, the Titan Forge area.
A massive emerald cocoon of light stood in the center of the camp, its surface shimmering with a faint light that seemed to breathe.
The surrounding air was no longer filled with the dry smell of engine oil and rust, but instead had a refreshing fragrance of grass and trees.
This is the final moment of Olivia's ascension ceremony.
Lorraine stood before the cocoon of light, the hands of her pocket watch ticking gently.
"Click."
A crisp cracking sound broke the silence of the industrial area.
A crack appeared on the surface of the cocoon, and then the crack spread rapidly like a spider web.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any dazzling light effects.
The hard jade shells transformed into specks of green fluorescence, gently collapsing inward and eventually merging into the slowly emerging figure.
Olivia was barefoot, her feet on the cold metal floor.
Her arches were straight, and her toes were white with a hint of pink, each toe distinct, like a ripe peach, delicate and luscious.
It would tremble slightly from time to time, as if it had stepped on some strange protrusion, which made its owner frown for a while.
Olivia's long hair turned a deep, dark green, with tiny vines seemingly growing and twining at the ends, adorned with a few small, unopened white flowers.
If you ignore the surrounding steel ruins, she looks like an elven queen who has emerged from an ancient forest.
"Young Master."
Olivia walked up to Lorraine, gracefully lifted her skirt, and gave a curtsy.
The movements were standard and impeccable.
But Lorraine keenly noticed that several previously withered moss plants on the ground around her were turning green again at a visible speed and growing wildly.
"How does it feel?"
Lorraine closed her pocket watch and glanced at the "Witch's Codex" in her hand.
Name: Olivia
Race: Human/Witch
[Rank: Third Tier (Life Weaver)]
[Status: Perfect Promotion]
[New Abilities: Summon Ancient Tree of War, Life Drain Aura, Life Echo]
[New Ability 1 - Life Echo: Consumes magic to heal physical injuries of friendly units within range. As long as the brain and heart are not destroyed, severed limbs can regenerate.]
[New Ability 2 - Life Drain Aura: Slowly drains the life force of creatures entering the Witch's Tower's range, but the speed is relatively slow. This ability can be amplified in future upgrades.]
[New Ability 3 - War Treant (Core): Summons and enslaves ancient war treants. These treants possess "wooden armor" and "earth absorption" properties, granting them powerful defense and the ability to draw power from the earth for self-regeneration, making them perfect biological tanks.]
Upon seeing the line "Echoes of Life," Lorraine finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He was actually worried that the other witches in the camp might get injured.
The witch's ascension ritual grants her the ability to recover only once, during the ascension itself. If the witch is injured or disabled afterward, she will no longer have the chance to recover.
Olivia's newfound abilities solved this problem. In this apocalyptic world where medicine and medical supplies are scarce, a powerful healer is more valuable than ten damage dealers.
This means the team's tolerance for error will increase exponentially.
"I feel better than ever before."
Olivia raised her hand, her palm pulsating with emerald magic.
"This steel-clad land is groaning, and though it's different from ordinary soil, I can understand its cries. And—"
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She turned her head and looked at the dark ruins on the outskirts of the camp.
There, thousands of scarlet electronic eyes are flashing behind the mist.
The erosion mechs that came after being drawn by the scent of life numbered as many as two thousand.
Clearly, the moment of catastrophe arrived abruptly when Lorraine welcomed Olivia out of her cocoon.
In the past, Olivia's first reaction upon seeing such a scene would have been to hide behind the city walls and then use the Witch's Tower to manipulate the vines to attack.
But now, her eyes are calm, even with a hint of eager excitement.
"My lord, I have just been promoted and I would like to try my skills."
Lorraine smiled slightly and made a "please" gesture.
That's your stage.
Olivia took a deep breath and stepped forward barefoot.
The next second, she suddenly knelt down on one knee and slammed her hands heavily on the metal floor.
"Growth!"
A delicate shout.
The once indestructible alloy floor suddenly emitted a teeth-grinding, twisting sound.
"Boom—"
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Hundreds of thick, dark brown vines, as thick as buckets, broke through the heavy steel plate and soared into the sky like awakened pythons!
These vines are no longer the fragile green plants they once were.
Their skin has a metallic black iron color and is covered with vicious barbs, each barb gleaming coldly.
Tier 3 Ability: Alloy Magic Vine.
Before the hundreds of erosion mechs at the forefront could react, they were swept into the air by the terrifying vines.
"Snap!"
The vines suddenly tightened.
A chilling metallic squeaking sound rang out.
Those alloy armors with third-tier defense were as fragile as soda cans under the strangulation of the alloy magic vines. They were instantly deformed and twisted, and finally exploded into a pile of scrap metal.
But this is just the beginning.
Olivia stood up, her hands clasped together in the air as if weaving something.
"Awaken, my guard."
At her summons, the ground in the center of the battlefield trembled once more.
Three enormous plants, each ten meters tall, slowly emerged from the ground.
Those are three ancient war trees made of a mixture of steel and wood!
Their trunks are made of hard ironwood, but their roots are like countless tentacles, intertwined and transformed into thick legs, allowing them to roam freely on the battlefield.
The huge canopy was covered with hardened fruits that looked like cannonballs.
"roar-
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The ancient war tree let out a muffled roar, waving its massive trunk and arms as it swept across the land.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A Tier 3 mech attempting a sneak attack was slapped away by the ancient tree and crashed heavily into the wall.
Then the War Tree roared and charged forward, grabbing the mech's shoulders with its muscular arms and pulling it outwards with a fierce jerk!
The next second, the Tier 3 mech was instantly torn apart by the Ancient Tree of War.
Seeing Olivia's heroic figure on the battlefield at level three, Anna couldn't help but take action. She waved her hand and summoned pale flames, turning one erosion mech after another into molten scrap metal.
Two thousand corrosive mechs, in the face of the close cooperation of these third-tier witches, couldn't even get within a hundred meters of the camp.
Seeing this, Victor, standing behind Lorraine, subconsciously swallowed.
He touched the Wolf King Greatsword on his back and suddenly felt that the sword wasn't so appealing anymore.
"Wow—that's incredible!"
Victor muttered to himself, "Olivia's vines are probably strong enough to trap even a fourth-tier Titan. If she cooperates with me, she might be able to take on three fourth-tier Titans at the same time!"
The battle ended quickly.
In less than ten minutes, only wreckage remained on the battlefield.
Olivia waved her hand, and the terrifying vines and ancient trees quickly withered and disappeared, returning to the earth as nutrients.
She turned around, her face flushed from exercise, and quickly walked up to Lorraine.
"My lord, I can finally keep up with you!"
"well done."
Lorraine was generous with her praise, reaching out to help her remove a speck of dust from the end of her hair.
"With you here, we can speed up the next phase of the cleanup operation."
Just then, a petite figure rushed over and grabbed Olivia's leg.
"Olivia is amazing!"
It's Ohm.
By this time, Ohm had fully adapted to the human body, and his rosy little face was filled with excitement.
"According to my calculations, the battle just now reduced the erosion index of this area by a full 7%!"
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"And in the past few days, the erosion level in the entire area has decreased by 50%! That's much faster than my most optimistic expectations!!"
Ohm held up a data panel and pointed to a line chart on it.
"Sister—I mean Messiah, after three thousand years, her corruption has finally decreased irreversibly for the first time."
At this point, Ohm's eyes reddened.
"These corrosive mechs are the virus in my sister's body. The more we kill, the more lucid my sister becomes."
Lorraine nodded, her gaze fixed on the metallic dome above.
That is the third level, and the location of the Messiah's true form.
"Two more days."
Lorraine's voice was calm and firm.
"The other two generals of the Fimbulwinter are still on their way."
"Based on the current progress, your sister's corruption should be almost completely cleared in two days after we finish the remaining Fimbulwinter."
"After that, the fifth-tier Winter Lord will attack. We must hurry and bring your sister into our ranks as well."
Ohm nodded vigorously, his fingers gripping Lorraine's clothes so tightly they turned white.
"Big brother, I will try my best."
"I can feel my sister's location now. She's right above me, deep inside—she's crying, but I can hear her."
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Lorraine ruffled Ohm's hair.
"Don't worry, we'll bring her back."
"Get ready, everyone take a half-hour rest. Then we'll advance deeper into this level with the building, striving to reach the third level as soon as possible and rescue the Messiah!"
"yes!"
The crowd responded in unison, their morale soaring.
at the same time.
The top level of the Tower of Babel, the core data hub.
There was no light here, only countless red cables, as thick as blood vessels, writhing in the darkness.
This is the abyss of data, a forbidden zone utterly eroded by the moment of vicissitude.
In the center of those tangled cables, a huge life support capsule floated.
There was no human body inside the life support pod.
There was only a brain immersed in a red solution, covered with various black tubes.
This is the Messiah.
One of the twin machine spirits of the Tower of Babel, Ohm's older sister.
Sudden.
That long-dormant brain trembled slightly.
The previously chaotic and disordered data flow froze for a moment.
"Sizzle—sizzle—"
In the darkness, a huge red electronic eye lit up.
It was like a Cyclops in the abyss, coldly gazing into the void.
A fragmented line of logic code flashed through the core processor.
[Warning — External Connection — Abnormal Data Flow Detected —]
[Source Location — The Second Level of the Tower of Babel — The Titan Forge —]
The red electronic eye rotated, and countless surveillance images flashed rapidly through Messiah's consciousness.
Finally, the scene freezes on the camp in Lorraine.
In the picture, Ohm is holding Olivia's arm, with a bright smile on his face.
She had just finished eating a piece of grilled meat, and there was still a little oil on the corner of her mouth.
Those are expressions only humans can have.
That's a temperature only humans have.
At this moment, the core logic of the Messiah was in turmoil.
[Identification code — Confirm.]
[Vital signs — carbon-based organisms — confirmed.]
[Logical error! Logical error!]
The red electronic eye was flashing garbled text wildly.
In her understanding, a machine soul is a machine soul, a collection of cold code and logic.
How could it possibly have flesh and blood?
How could one possibly possess that expression—called "happiness"?
But—that unique identifier, that aura belonging to her sister, couldn't be faked!
【younger sister----】
A faint thought, almost drowned out by the noise of the abyss, surfaced deep within Messiah's consciousness.
She looked at Ohm on the screen, at the man with black hair and calm eyes.
The man was wiping his longsword when he seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up at the security camera.
Their gazes met at that moment, separated by countless layers of armor and electrical circuits.
There was no fear in Lorraine's eyes, only a kind of pity that felt unfamiliar to her.
【who is he?】
Why does Ohm smell like him?
That's... my sister?
Humans—the prisoners—damn it!
[Rescue — My Sister —]
The red data stream became violent again.
This time, it was no longer a pure order to kill, but was mixed with an emotion called anger.
The red cables around the life support capsule began to twitch and dance wildly.
From the depths of darkness came the deafening sound of gears meshing.
Countless dormant, destructive war machines lit up with their scarlet start-up lights at that moment.
【Bring her back.】
[Dissecting — That Man.]
[Analysis of this miracle.]
The cold, synthesized electronic sound echoed in the empty underground hall.
With an unquestionable will, it spread to every corner of the Tower of Babel.
The second level is Lorraine's camp.
Lorraine abruptly looked away, her brows furrowed.
"Young Master, what's wrong?"
Anna, who had been watching him closely, immediately asked.
Looking at the inconspicuous surveillance camera above his head, Lorraine felt an extremely terrifying malice for a moment just now.
That wasn't ordinary killing intent.
It was a feeling of oppression, like being watched by some enormous being.
It's like a deep-sea diver suddenly finding himself being watched by a giant whale.
"fine."
Lorraine took a deep breath and gripped the hilt of her sword tightly.
"It seems we made too much noise and woke up the owner of this place."
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