Chapter 197 Ullanor’s Clues
Wanderer——
This is a word that Soshyan’s father found from the vast family library.
After his various investigations, it was clear that at the end of the Great Crusade, a civilization called "Wanderers" did exist.
This is a nomadic space civilization, composed of humans and other alien races. It is also extremely rare. A civilization where humans can coexist peacefully with aliens. They use fleets as their homes, dragging huge energy sources. Collector, wandering between different galaxies.
Faced with the expansion of the human empire, they chose to escape and stay away from the galaxies that the human empire had already occupied.
But by the end of the Great Crusade, there was not much room for them to escape, and the Emperor also lost patience with this civilization that coexisted with the aliens.
So a strike fleet composed of the Emperor's Children and the Iron Hands Legion began to pursue the Wanderer, and eventually destroyed it completely.
This is the family origin recorded by Soshyan's father in the first notebook. They are probably the descendants of a certain human group in the Wandering Fleet, who left the fleet on the eve of the destruction of civilization and surrendered to the empire.
After reading this, Soshiyang felt that it was necessary to go to Sol to verify whether there was such a civilization back then.
But in his heart, he already felt that the father's research was accurate.
Rubbing his head, Soshyan stood up, poured himself another glass of wine, then sat back on the chair and took out a second notebook.
“Originally, I thought that the history of our family ended here, that this was the end of everything, but one day, I read in a battlefield notebook said to be written by the fifteenth generation ancestor. When it comes to the three words Ulannuo..."
"What!"
With a crash, Soshyan almost jumped up from his chair and almost knocked over the wine glass.
He never thought that this term would appear in his father's notebook.
After calming down a little, he sat down and continued to read the contents of his notes.
This notebook mostly records his father’s research on that ancestor.
According to the above records, it is known that the fifteenth generation ancestor was once a member of the Ullanor Expeditionary Army and an officer, but his purpose in joining the legion seemed to be not only to gain glory and status.
He seemed to have planned to go to Ullanor from the beginning, and joining the army was just a free ride.
But he did not reveal more details in his battlefield notes. It was just based on Soshyan's father's speculation that this ancestor should be going to Ullanno to find something.
At the same time, in the battlefield notes, the fifteenth generation ancestor also hinted at another thing.
The Emperor seems to be looking for something on Ullanor.
Soshiyang read this notebook very carefully, and accordingly spent more time on it. He spent all his sleeping time on it.
When he saw the last page, his father left a sentence.
"...Based on my research on the notes of my fifteenth generation ancestor, I boldly speculated that he must have left a more detailed record, but it was hidden. I wanted to look for it, but spent a lot of time but found nothing. Put the ancestor's original manuscript at the end, maybe you can decipher it."
Soshiyang closed the notebook and took out the fifth notebook - it was different from the first four. The body is smaller and thinner, making it easier to ignore.
Its cover is light yellow, looks more decayed, and has traces of rebinding.
He thought for a while and decided to read the third book and deal with this one last.
Time passes bit by bit...
914.M41, Storm Star Territory, Mining World Saphinius
Mechanics apprentice Faya did not remember sleeping, but it did happen.
This is understandable, after all, no one can stay awake for long after working hard in the eternal dusk and sleeping in the dark, not to mention the heavy work at hand.
He was dreaming, he was sure of that, because he was back in the silver-gray cave of his nightmare.
He came here night after night, trapped in an endless cycle of terror.
The experience never changed, there was no respite, only the dark premonition of a nightmarish flight from the claws of those multi-jointed creatures with polished steel claws hammering against the rock.
Da, da, da--
The cave is still that strange silver color, wet and shiny, with that ubiquitous threat lurking right in front of you.
He knew that the walls on the surface of the cave only seemed solid. He knew what was hidden behind that fragile film of reality. He couldn't possibly not know. Looming figures danced around him like puffs of smoke.
He hurried through the cave, expecting at any moment the walls would begin to peel away, revealing the corruption beneath.
He heard some sounds, but the sounds meant nothing to him and he could not answer.
With every step he took, he felt like he was being guided, but he couldn't tell who or what was guiding him.
The premonition was almost unbearable, like the blade of a guillotine hanging barely above the back of his neck.
Faya wished he could wake up, but he had long known that he had no power to control the inevitable development of this horrific scene.
Sure enough, he heard a gentle scratching sound, like a rat inside the wall.
Ta, tap, tap——
Faya suddenly started running, and he heard the scratching sound of claws over and over again.
Ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta...
The sound was louder now, coming from all around him .
This is a new nightmare, a more terrifying nightmare.
Then, as if flames had ignited the papier-mâché inside the wall, the wall began to disintegrate, turn black, and spiral away like dying embers.
The walls fell away from the familiar rusty grid that supported them, and the terrifying void behind them was revealed again.
It was like the depths of a heavily polluted ocean, filled with the filth and sludge of an entire species.
The contents inside are parasitic, the horrific by-product of some alien species that hates humanity.
Once again, Falla heard the claws of the demons that were hunting him tearing their way, and he immediately started running.
This time, they're not just behind him, they're on all sides of him.
The wall in front of him bulged, as if something pressed its unnatural body against the barbed wire. Faya saw many gleaming claws and green eyes, each eye The pupils on his face were like agate daggers.
The crack opened wider and wider, and a group of beasts with shiny steel claws rushed into the hole.
Their blades shone with a murderous light, their bodies were like some kind of arthropods, their oval and narrow heads kept howling, and their limbs seemed to be cut off from some huge beast.
These beasts have skulls that look like metal, skin that glows wetly, and long tongues with mouthparts that stretch and retract in mouths full of fangs.
Faya kept running, and the beast followed him closely, stalking him and teasing him.
They could catch him and kill him at any time, but the hunt is just too much fun.
He could feel their hot breath rushing over him, sour and empty.
After all this time, Falla knew there was only one way to escape.
He ran forward, hoping with each breathless step he would reach the giant stone gate with the strange symbol on it.
Only within that gate can shelter be provided.
Just when those sharp claws almost reached him, a sound of flapping wings sounded from inside the giant door.
Faya woke up, the cries of the monsters echoing in his ears.
Nothing seems to have changed.
Suddenly, he trembled violently because he saw a wet skin hanging on the window of his bedroom, a skin of a twisted creature, which was torn off the body alive, still exuding heat and dripping with blood.
He almost screamed, but then calmed down, quickly rolled up the leather and hid it, and erased all traces.
But he knew that before long, those monster groups would definitely try to vent their anger.
Things seem to be getting worse...
(End of this chapter)