Xyrin Empire

Chapter 435: 435

Chapter 435: 435

This area was already close to the Sun Core—if the Black Sun still maintained that kind of structure, that is.

Under Sandora’s explanation, I had roughly understood the structure of this Black Sun. Its overall composition still mimicked that of an ordinary star, consisting of structures such as the corona, sunspots, Sun Core, and solar shell, but most of these structures had mutated significantly because it had transformed into a Black Celestial Body after the destruction of laws in the Gods’ Battlefield. Although the process was too short to cause the star to completely collapse, most of its structures still suffered considerable damage. Just moments ago, one of our spaceships reported encountering a large cluster of “density” too high—it was the kind of material that should only form under high pressure in the core of a sun, and yet it appeared here.

Of course, the above-mentioned “density” is merely a concept, a virtual number calculated through special means. The current Black Sun is akin to a phantom capable of interacting with real space. Although it can trigger various phenomena, it no longer has a physical form.

The Imperial Fleet moved through the boundless darkness and Chaos. It was utterly impossible to associate anything here with a bright and brilliant star. A large number of probes and patrol crafts were released to fully explore the entire Sun Core region. The supposed revelation had yet to appear. Zeratul volunteered for the risky endeavor, expressing his desire to temporarily renounce his status as an Honorary Citizen of the Xyrin Empire. With the soul of a Protos Native, he wanted to sense if the force of “revelation” permeated this place. However, Taville dismissed this request as madness and bluntly rejected it—a fragile life in a Lawless Zone was obviously doomed, even if Zeratul’s physical strength was a hundred million times greater than that of a Xyrin Emperor. He would be torn apart in an instant. This had nothing to do with so-called strength; it was a matter from another level.

It’s like the strongest fortress being unable to withstand destruction from the inside by a fourth-dimensional space.

Of course, ultimate Chaos could occasionally allow for a moment of calm. But that small peace couldn’t even accommodate a single cell. Zeratul’s request was brave, but in Taville’s eyes, it bordered on stupidity. Of course, the serious female scientist still expressed sincere admiration for Uncle Z’s courageous spirit.

“The core area of the Black Sun is just ahead. Not a single relic from the Divine Race’s war can be salvaged.” Taville’s mass projection reported beside us. Since it turned out there wasn’t much information related to the Divine Realm here (Information about the Divine Realm is powerful, and some special items require a specific ritual-like process to be disclosed. Until then, even mortals hearing a word about it could face a Law Attack. That’s why we had Uncle Z leave earlier), Zeratul was allowed back on the observation platform. He showed tremendous curiosity about our topics but wisely chose to remain silent. The Dark Temple, having gone through countless events, knew that many things in this world were meant to remain secrets to oneself. No matter how strong the curiosity and the desire to explore, it wouldn’t bring one any closer to those secrets.

It saved us a lot of trouble.

At that moment, Zeratul only regretted not being a scientist himself. If he could bring a group of Protos scientific researchers to this Black Sun, then perhaps… No, it must be certain. The Protos civilization, which hadn’t seen significant advancements in hundreds of years, would surely welcome a technological explosion. An epoch seemed almost unattainable to them, for every inch of space here was filled with the most essential mysteries of the world. It could bring a dawn of evolution and development to the gradually stiffened Protos Race. But unfortunately…

The barrier of Law was too solid. Without an ultimate civilization like the Xyrin Empire to act as a guide, it’s doubtful that Protos civilization could touch that realm until the universe’s end. And due to the offense of the foolish Taldarim, their chance to receive such guidance had nearly dwindled to zero.

We could somewhat guess Zeratul’s or his compatriots’ thoughts. Shakuras’s eagerness toward the Empire couldn’t have come from nowhere. Even the noble Protos “Divine Race” could feel the urge to seek guidance amidst confusion. However, the attitude to adopt toward a civilization was a very serious matter. Even now, whether or not to guide Protos, a civilization that appeared to have much potential, was something Sandora and I hadn’t settled on. They were developed enough that they might not fall into self-chaos or extinction like the fragile Human civilization after some guidance. But it involved too much uncertainty. Even the ever-victorious Empire that had overshadowed countless worlds had guided only a limited number of civilizations. And considering the unsuccessful guidance of the Xel’Naga, it was likely that Shakuras also held ambivalent views toward Xyrin as a “Quasi-Mentor.”

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