24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

"Your Majesty Prime Minister! And all members of Congress! War correspondent BB-chan has released a new video!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone's eyes lit up.

"Yes, it's already Monday, and BB should go to work."

"Ten days have passed before I know it. The shipping has been stagnant for ten days, and Yamato will be destroyed... This is really terrible."

"Hurry up and transfer the picture to the projection screen! Why are you still hanging around!"

The MPs instantly became noisy. Someone looked at the time and realized that it was a new week.

Some people lamented the various consequences of the world blockade, and looked forward to the heroic spirit appearing in this video being able to deal with Poseidon, the god of the sea.

Some people also yelled at the female secretary who came to inform, telling her to stop talking nonsense and project the video onto the main screen of the conference room.

"This... well... okay..."

The female secretary hesitated several times, but when she saw a group of congressmen looking menacing, she shrank her neck and had no choice but to start working on the projection.

Forget it, risk it all, there is nothing to be afraid of anyway.

Soon, the shady scene in the conference room turned into the interface of a video website. As the female secretary clicked on the first video pushed on the homepage, the latest release of war correspondent BB-chan began to play.

"I'm tired of watching humanity fail."

The video begins with the back of a man with long blond hair.

"Betrayal, persecution, discrimination, prejudice, cowardice, jealousy, anger, uneasiness."

"In these three months since the arrival of the alien god, in these ten days since the arrival of the Greek God of Mecha."

"Everyone... you have clearly demonstrated the bad nature of humans like us."

His voice was smooth but strong, and his words carried convincing power.

"Who is this person? Which heroic spirit is he?"

"We want to do something if we can stand and talk without pain in the back! But in this crisis-ridden era, ordinary people are lucky to survive!"

"Fuck you! You're still talking here! Get rid of Poseidon, God of the Sea! My company is about to go bankrupt!"

Upon hearing the blond man's voice in the video, the audience immediately made countless comments.

Some are confused about who this person is, some feel that these words are outrageous, and some have even begun to threaten the heroic spirit who appeared in the video to get to work quickly.

"My name is Kirshtalia Wodem. I am one of the Hidden Ones who went to the Seven Lost Belts on behalf of the history of pan-humanity. I am also the captain of all Hidden People."

"The duty we have been given is to observe the major Lost Belts and look for the possibility of the continuation of pan-human history."

"But... after seeing the actual scenes in the major Lostbelts and seeing the unsightly history of pan-humanity, I had doubts in my heart."

The man with long blond hair turned around, revealing a handsome and indifferent face.

He wore a gorgeous white dress inlaid with gold, held a strange-shaped scepter in his hand, and looked like a woman.

Beautiful man, noble son, whenever you see him, this kind of evaluation will appear in your mind involuntarily.

"The Hidden One? This seems to be the identity of Princess Yu that was exposed by the weapons goddess Gaoyanskaya. After being discovered, the beauty of Poppy was immediately taken away by the First Emperor..."

"It turns out that the Hidden Ones were sent to the Lost Belt by Pan-Human History. I thought they were sent by the Lost Belt to secretly observe our Pan-Human History."

"Wait a minute... So, this person is the representative of humans who went to the Lostbelt in the history of our pan-human race?"

"He looks handsome, but he doesn't seem to be a good person. What is he trying to express by saying so much?"

"What nonsense are you talking about now? Since you are from the side of pan-human history, hurry up and find a way to deal with Poseidon, the god of the sea!"

In the video, people who heard Kirshtalia's speech started discussing.

But what they don't understand is what the Invisible Man wants to do when he suddenly pops up and self-destructs his identity at this time. Is he trying to break the universal blockade of pan-human history?

"I believe that when it comes to this, even with your shallow wisdom, you can understand it."

"We, the Hidden Ones, are the saviors chosen by Alaya to fight against the Lost Belt, the seven best and most powerful people among mankind."

"That is - the seven people representing humanity."

Kirshtalia opened her hands and slightly curved the corners of her mouth to express her pride.

The audience looked at each other. This seems to be true. The hidden people sent to the Lost Belt in the history of pan-humanity must be the best and most powerful people among human beings to be qualified for this responsibility.

"So, here, I will represent all humans in the history of pan-humanity, and represent the human philosophy that has lasted for countless years on earth..."

"Declare the defeat of human intelligence!"

"Notice everyone! We have no possibility of winning in this game between gods and humans!"

"The alien god is invincible! Human beings are no different from ants in front of him!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole world was shocked.

"Is he surrendering on behalf of humanity? Who gave him the right to represent us?"

"Although I also think that human beings have many shortcomings, they are not at the point of surrender... We still have a population of 80 billion. One person can drown an alien god with just a spit of spit."

"What are you talking about, little Karami! Whoever you are is the representative of humanity!"

Hearing these words spoken by the Hidden Person chosen by Pan-Human History and given the responsibility of observing the Lostbelt, the audience in the video immediately started to curse angrily.

No one wants to be represented, and no one wants to face failure silently.

But Kirshtalia ignored the barrage and started his declaration on his own.

"O God of the Void, now I declare the defeat of human intelligence."

"The eyes are old, the hands and feet are fragile, and the knowledge is stagnant."

"As the last human being, I believe that the many decisions, countless setbacks, and all the prosperity in history are all in vain."

"Above! I judge that humans are no longer suitable to be the rulers of the earth, and I will return this planet to the gods!"

"The machine gods from the Atlantic Lostbelt will descend into the history of pan-humanity, replace the incompetent and arrogant humans, and restore the glory of the Age of Gods."

As Kirshtalia spoke, the angle of the video gradually began to rise.

Above his head, there were twelve huge shadows, either virtual or real, suspended in the sky.

"The gods of Olympus are actually star fleets from the universe. Their home planet has been destroyed, the intellectual body that created the fleet has perished, and only the fleet itself has descended on the earth."

"The ancient humans of the Earth regarded the functions of spaceships as the power of gods, worshiped the fleets as gods, formulated personalities and compiled myths for the gods. The interstellar fleets gained a new meaning of existence in their new homeland, Earth, and became from machines to Machine God.”

"In the history of pan-humanity, the Twelve Machine Gods were destroyed by the White Disaster [Attila the Titan], but in this Atlantic Lostbelt, the Twelve Machine Gods integrated the only one with the efforts of the Almighty God Zeus, and defeated the unfinished A white giant."

"Humans... please open your eyes and take a look. This is the power that can fight against alien gods!"

"Leave the earth to humans and let mediocre and confident humans protect this planet. This kind of joke should stop."

"Please all the machine gods return to their positions! Use the power of the gods to fight against the alien gods!"

Seeing the space ships of different shapes, but all of them capable of easily crushing civilization on the surface, people watching the video could not help but fall into shock and confusion.

Are the Greek gods actually alien visitors, or a space fleet with technological capabilities far beyond human imagination?

"Hey...that! The second shadow on the left seems to be Poseidon, the god of the sea!"

"Oh my God! There are actually eleven Mecha-gods as powerful as Poseidon. Is there really no hope for humanity..."

"No way...Is this Kirshtalia really surrendering to the gods on behalf of humanity? If so, where will we go in the history of pan-humanity?"

"Actually, what he said makes sense. It is very difficult for humans to defeat the major Lostbelts, let alone the alien gods who have been acting secretly... Maybe surrender is the only way out..."

"Believe in the Mechanicus! Get eternal life! Come and join our Mechanicus. If you join the Mechanicus now, you can become the human agent of the Greek gods in the future!"

"Damn it, it's real or fake. Where are the Mechanicus recruiting people? Take me with you!"

The video ends here, and the shadows of the twelve machine gods are frozen in the final picture.

Some of them can't see their true appearance clearly, some of them can clearly see every detail of their body, and some of them can only tell at a glance that they are powerful.

The Olympus Mechas, a total of twelve alien battleships from the universe.

Is the Atlantic Lost Belt a parallel world ruled by them?

This kind of organization simply exists, and the pressure it brings to the history of pan-humanity is extremely huge.

What's more, now Kirshtalia has represented mankind, announcing the defeat of human intelligence to the gods, and asking the gods to come to pan-human history to restore the glory of the age of gods.

"Is there a possibility that we can directly join the Atlantic Lostbelt camp without being merged into Great Yan?"

After watching the latest video released by BB, the cabinet meeting room of Yamato was quiet for a long time.

Finally, someone slowly made a suggestion.

208.Permafrost Empire

Before the world blockade could be lifted, Kirshtalia's declaration of intellectual defeat followed.

The Twelve Olympus Mechas in the Atlantic Lostbelt appeared like dark clouds over the city, bringing unimaginable pressure to existing humans.

Whenever people feel that the situation at hand is extremely hopeless, reality will always tell us.

Don't worry, there is still a lot of room for improvement.

"The above is the decision made by Kirshtalia and the Atlantic Lostbelt."

"But this is just the beginning. The Greek Mecha-gods are just a glimmer of the glory of the Age of Gods."

"Hidden Ones, unveil the Lostbelt universe!"

After showing the image of the Twelve Machine Gods of Olympus, Kirshtalia's declaration came to an end.

But the video is not over yet, the camera begins to change rapidly in a white light.

【First Lostbelt】

【Permafrost Empire】

This is a land covered with vast white snow. The main perspective is quickly passing through the sky. People can occasionally see powerful monsters and humanoid creatures with beast-like characteristics struggling to survive on the frozen soil.

Finally, after crossing an unknown amount of snowfields, a palace complex of extremely wide and tall beauty, formed by many giant towers, appeared in the video.

Entering it, following the thick walls and wide roads, the camera fell on a thin young man with dark circles on his face.

"Is he the God of the Internet in the history of pan-humanity...Kirshtalia can actually convince you to help him? That guy deserves to be called a genius..."

As soon as he appeared, he seemed to be mumbling to himself.