My Bottle Cosmos-Chapter 675 - 622 Help

"Transform these dead cosmic membranes, from death to rebirth!"

"And to awaken these prehistorical membranes imbued with will, who should wear them? When the dead are reborn and descend, there ought to be carriers in the present world."

Bai Suo looked at the surrounding 2.8 billion permanent council members, "Are you willing?"

All the permanent council members were utterly shocked.

This meant they must use their own lives to envelop those prehistoric tombstones, becoming the vessels to awaken all the valiant heroes in history.

Bai Suo spoke:

"We are about to fall, the two great organizations are ushering their end, and it's time to fully execute our mission."

"Bai Suo, you mustn't..." a council member said urgently.

"This is our mission," Bai Suo Divine King said coldly, "I am but one generation of Bai Suo Mecha Masters. After my death, there will be another generation of Bai Suo; after your deaths, there will be another generation of you."

He spoke to the tens of billions of members around him, his voice as heavy as a bell, resonating in their ears.

"Times are changing, physical principles and chemical equations are also changing. There is no eternal you or me, only the ever-continuing spirit of scholarship. If we cling to life in fear of death and lose the spirit of truth-seeking, then living is as good as dead."

"If you don't even dare to participate in this grand gathering of ancient heroes, unwilling to sacrifice life to witness truth, what's the use of living?"

"You are all old; do you still think you can compete with the young? Deep down, you know better than anyone, you can't beat them anymore!"

With each word from Bai Suo Divine King, they exploded in the hearts of the council members. The tens of billions present felt only guilt, regret, helplessness, and bitterness.

They knew better than anyone; they were indeed old.

It was because of their seniority, connections, and nepotism that they were almost undead.

Those three thousand Ancients' seats, participated by five billion talents, why was it that the dying ones were the younger, more exceptional extraordinary billions? Even if these 2.8 billion lost, they did not die? Still enjoying privileges in power?

Human society is nothing more than human relationships and worldliness.

But human society, mutual cover-up, even forming academic cliques, plagiarizing young people's papers, exploiting their potential, monopolizing capital, precisely also blocks the future of an era.

Perhaps, we really ought to retire; rather than completely falling, blocking the path of young people, it's better to die splendidly.

"The two great organizations, heed orders; you Innate Gods in the trees, heed orders!"

Bai Suo Divine King glanced at the distant battling Dark Fan Divine King, his body flickering with hazy time brilliance, as though possessing the grandeur to devour miles of land, "Follow me to battle, awaken the ancestors of prehistory."

"Yes!"

The present council members and scientists all showed excitement, for studying their scientific domains to such a high level, no one present hadn't reached the top through effort and wisdom; they all had aspirations and pursuits far exceeding ordinary people.

In other words, this might just be the universe-level scientific festival they were anticipating.

All the famed scientific geniuses in history revived a trace of their will, gathering here; that was the final radiance of their technology gods.

"This is history! It is history!" Elis's eyes twinkled, as if seeing the repetition of history, "The gods in the trees have welcomed the Twilight of the Gods...a new era starts unfolding alongside."

And the gods in the trees ahead of them weren't the Elf Gods ending Atabia's era, but the technology gods ending the era of the Technology Dynasty, igniting the last fireworks for the Technology System.

"After today, there will be no mainstream ancient technology system." The Emperor silently closed his eyes; today was their stage, they were still young and weak now, but the future was their era.

Roar!

The sound was deafening, vast space tides surged into the cosmos.

Dark Fan Divine King controlled the massive ocean fragments, Bai Suo Divine King was tracing back time nodes, and Elis Divine King was awakening the residual life wills within.

"It has begun, even their dead are welcoming their final brilliance." Back then, Li Qing viewed this space ocean as the largest library in the cosmos, each piece represented a rule's authority, finally realized, experimented within the trinity of the three top-grade gods.

Bang!

Historical glows received tracing back.

And vast space ocean tides, like huge waves beating against boats, nearly engulfed Nokron, making it impossible to resist.

"What are you trying to do...you all are wielding powers that can't be sustained by consciousness, soon you'll be unbearable, you'll become another me." Nokron exuded a dark aura, said coldly, "Is this your final resistance?"

"Meaningless, beings cannot bear this authority, attempting to interfere with the Celestial Dao will ultimately become the New Heaven..."

In the next moment, he was enveloped in a menacing frenzy of exoskeleton armor, the Three Thousand Great Path authorities continuously switching within him, as if turning into a demon in hell.

Moreover, Nokron began sensing the positions of the Three Thousand Tao Artifacts, continuously plundering, aiming to gather all Three Thousand Great Tao Divine Artifacts into one.

"Quickly stop him, he's trying to become...the New Heaven, the third generation Celestial Dao!"

Someone's expression changed drastically, this was nothing like the previous two puppet Celestial Daos, if he truly became, it would be a monopolizing dark Celestial Dao throughout eternity.

Three thousand Great Tao Divine Artifacts, all held in this dark, evil hand's grasp, whose authority wouldn't be easily controlled? Almost impossible to have an opponent in the future.

Bang!

A vast ocean of space cosmic membrane fragments suddenly trembled rapidly, reviving one existence after another.

Though most were mediocre, every thousandth fragment would harbor a supreme wielder who used it.

That vast ocean was endless, in a moment an array of supreme historical figures was positioned in the sea select process, making the dead cosmic membranes transform from death to life.

These long-dead cosmic membranes weren't resurrected out of thin air, but through transferring life force from reserved fresh cosmic membranes.

The remaining large reserves were consumed.

Bang bang bang!

With the surging ocean waves.

Rulers from the ancient times, supreme beings who died in the past two major organizations, even some historically fleeting independent super civilizations, rapidly returned.

"Where is this..."

A powerful Split Flame Ancient God, a sliver of will awakening within the membrane, his Great Dao Blueprint was quite incomplete, limited by his era.

And now, sensing the perfectly blazing Great Dao in the heavens, his aura fluctuated several times, immediately mastering a complete Great Dao Blueprint, proving his talent, strong if born in today's world.

"Hmpf, descendants have awakened a trace of our will from the fragments?"

"The two great organizations have actually joined hands, is it to confront a historically unprecedented foe?"

"I see, it's not just me, the named figures in textbooks, the gods in technological history, have all returned."

"Interesting, after my death, I ended up in students' textbooks?"

An array of technological existences from ancient history rapidly returned, descending a shred of will upon the 2.8 billion council members.

Previously, they were slightly stronger elite soldiers, preventing them from taking the stage lest they waste the limited cosmic membranes.

Now, every one of them was once a technological giant occupying a prominent spot at some chapter in history!

"Both great organizations have all come..." Some present exchanged glances, slowly raising their heads to the evil presence shrouded in demonic smoke.

Without speaking, they'd already understood everything, that dreadful madman was now unstoppable by the era's two great organizations.

Thus the two great councils needed their help to prevent that madman from destroying the entire cosmos.

Their responsibilities in history had now come to the time of reaffirmation.

"All the old fellows in the history of technology?"

Nokron revealed cold eyes, crowned with a Thorn Crown, his dark fists bearing the strength to obliterate all matter, gazing at the overwhelming ancient gods before him,

"Are you all here delivering treasures to me?"

"You won't even let the dead go, digging them up from their graves to send here, then I humbly accept.""