Seeing that Kallus Tu replied so readily and confidently, Soshyan naturally had nothing to say and said slowly:
"Well, then leave it to Master Kallus."
"Yes, Your Highness, I will definitely live up to your trust."
After that, Soshyan and Veronica took a trip to Marantai. After being nursed back to health, Harasel was ready to be awakened. Only by awakening it can the next step be continued.
Returning to Malantai's former crystal dome, Soshyan discovered that it had undergone tremendous changes from when he first saw it. The originally broken dome had been repaired, and the huge and simple rectangular spirit bone floor was decorated with interlocking patterns. The huge paintings covering the floors and adorning the walls have been repainted, gorgeously colored murals depicting ancient Eldar legends and scenes of battles between the gods in the heavens.
The previously broken roof has also been restored, and it is artistically decorated with gold threads and orbs. These items form the faces of the Ada gods in a complex pattern. If you stand in different directions in the room, the faces looking down will also appear. will be different accordingly, showing Ada's superb artistic skills.
The high platform seat where the prophets originally gathered to discuss has been replaced. A wide spiritual bone base occupies the center of the crystal dome. It is as high as Soshyan's waist, and the top is inlaid with beautiful symbols decorated with bright crystals. The patterns, runes and crystals are each composed of six colors: blue, green, red, black, gray and white. A huge amber sphere is suspended in the center of the base, slowly rotating with the gauze-like white mist.
That was also the first time Soshyan saw Harasel.
It is a huge white lion. It seems that the spirits of the world will choose some kind of beast when choosing their appearance. At the same time, they all like the color white, so the symbol of the Kingdom of Harathor is also the roaring head of the white lion.
But at this moment, it just lay motionless in the amber sphere.
As a world spirit, it has the same holy appearance as the white deer of the Kingdom of Linnaeus. It is all white but also has a gorgeous golden mane. Its beautiful and majestic body is four to five meters long. It is born for hunting. Its fangs and claws were restrained, its forelimbs were folded together, its head was weakly pressed on them, its tail was curled under its hind legs, and there was a crystal-shaped horn on its forehead.
Veronica walked up to the high platform of the pedestal, stretched out her hand and touched the amber, and then a halo emanated from her body, and the solidified energy gradually dissolved.
At the same time, light shines from the base and pierces the top of the room, forming a white crack. Like a flower blooming, the base splits and six parts stretch out on all sides, beneath the suspended world spirit. Revealing iridescent light.
After a while, the light gradually dimmed, and a slender tree trunk stretched out, covered with rough white bark, not much thinner than Soshyan's arm, with leaf-like branches holding up six crystals high.
Then the huge life energy overflowed like a surge, both gentle and violent. Even Bandaram outside the dome felt it. It spread its wings and let out a melodious roar. The emerald-like energy surged through it. It seems to be responding to its mother.
At this time, the remnants of Harathul in the dome knelt on the ground one after another, praying to the mother goddess Isha, praying that the world spirit of their hometown could awaken.
Soshyan stared at Veronica's back, then looked at the sleeping white lion, and then his mind and Veronica were connected again, and he saw what Veronica had witnessed——
In the sky, the terrifying giant creature roared like thunder, throwing small, screaming beasts to the ground.
Soon, swarms of small creatures with dark purple carapace swarmed in, forming a sea of chitin, fangs and claws, as if they were trying to grab the highest point of the mountain and pull it to the ground.
On the other side of the mountain, the Adas in white armor were also defending their homeland to the death. The pterodactyl knights made a final fight in the sky with enemies tens of thousands of times their number, and most of them were submerged in the wings. In the dark clouds composed of wild beasts, they disappeared without even a chance to scream, leaving no trace of their corpses.
And on the earth, the corpses of giant dragons can be seen everywhere, with many tiny weird devouring insects covering their bodies, decomposing their flesh, flesh and bones at extremely fast speeds.
Even the earth and forests are not immune. Wherever the insect swarms go, there is only decay and death.
Soshyan sighed, feeling a familiar sadness, and put his arm around Veronica's shoulder.
Even in this desperate situation, the Savage Ada still clung to their homeland. They built a strong defense line on higher ground, determined to defend every area that had not been poisoned.
A huge beast wielding four scythe arms broke through the defense line and broke into Aida's position, and then used a sharp death spin to chop off the heads and arms of several Aida. But at this time, the ground under its feet suddenly turned over, and a The huge white lion burst out of the ground, knocked Tyron down and bit off the opponent's head with one blow, then threw it aside.
The participation of world spirits in the battle made the Eldas cheer. Then the white lion raised its head, and the horn on its head burst out with sparks of sparkling spiritual energy. Then the violent electric current swept towards the battlefield, turning a large area of Tyranid into charred black. wreckage.
But before it could make any follow-up actions, dozens of psychic lightnings roared towards it. The white lion held up its soul shield, but it only held up for a moment before being pushed back.
In the sky, several floating psychic brainworms, surrounded by gargoyles, approached viciously.
hold head high--
Amidst the low roar like a Titan engine, Soshyan saw the male lion open its eyes. The light blue eyes were angry at first, and then turned into sadness when he saw Veronica.
It stood up staggeringly on all fours and came to Veronica. Its furry head lowered to caress Veronica, and she gently held its head with her hands and brushed its face with her palms. For a moment, Soshyan seemed to hear a choked sound coming from the lion's throat.
"This is not your fault. You have tried your best, Harathor. At least they have survived. The blood of their homeland is still there, and the hope is still there."
The white lion opened its eyes. At this time, it had recovered from its previous sluggish state. The majestic kingly temperament returned to it. Then it raised its head and let out a high-pitched roar, which seemed to be the spiritual bone structure of the entire Arkworld. Everyone trembled because of its roar, and the remnants of Halasel also cheered, reminding many of them of the most famous spectacle in their former hometown, called the White Lion Calling the Sun—whenever a rare solar eclipse occurs, The white lion will stand on the highest peak in the world and roar to call the sun back. In fact, it is adjusting the trajectory of the satellite.
