Chapter 385: The Budding of the Divine Clan

A moment later, a female assistant emerged from the shadows. It was the first time she had seen Ms. Caroline, known for her decisive and ruthless methods, display such a gentle and calm expression.

"Was that an ancient god?" The assistant's heart trembled.

"Melivina, don't reveal what happened today," Caroline said coolly, her expression returning to normal.

"Yes!" Melivina responded respectfully.

"I will forever preserve the memory of this moment in a corner of my mind." Caroline's eyes drooped as she looked at the simple line-system projection on her sunglasses, meticulously saving this precious memory deep within "My Computer."

She was turning the human brain into a computer, thereby increasing efficiency! This was the culmination of her efforts over the years! She discovered that after her brain awakened, it was no longer merely a biological organ. She had attempted to rewrite her own programming within it, constructing a C language system. This involved the brain, a field that Mr. Levi had never touched. He disliked and even resisted researching the forbidden zone of life science, believing it was an area humanity should not tamper with. To transgress it would inevitably incur a terrible price.

"It's time to call the various high-level officials and launch the war." She gazed at the pale blue system desktop before her, silently dialing the numbers of major organizations from within her mind.

Caroline's brainwaves spread, forming a special signal that connected to the entire building's network. Then, she strode out of the building, her mind already engaged in a video conference with over a hundred high-ranking officials.

"A living... god." Melivina watched in awe, as if witnessing a miracle. She gazed at their leader, Caroline, with immense yearning and adoration. Caroline no longer needed to carry any communication devices, phones, or computers; her mind alone could emit brainwaves for special frequency modulation, capable of infiltrating any network. A single consciousness within her mind was enough to communicate with others, access computers, and change the entire world... If such a human wasn't a god, then what was she?!

"Perhaps our future Ishtarians will completely abandon language, their brains emitting brainwaves to connect to networks and communicate with each other... the emanation and collision of thoughts...." Melivina trembled with fervent excitement. "Ah! How magical! Perhaps in the not-too-distant future, the Ishtarians' lips will no longer be used for speaking and communication! Their lips will only be for enjoying exquisite food... and passionate kisses between lovers!!"

Imperial Year 198. A terrifying war erupted in the Great Stone Wall region. The Ishtarian Alliance was in peril, suffering countless casualties. White-collar workers, university students, women, and the elderly from all walks of human society went to the battlefield in droves.

"The glory of the Ishtarians must not be destroyed!" They were proficient in the game "Mechanical Revolution," effectively entering an era where everyone was a soldier.

Rumble! Mechanical mechs and aerial battleships flew through the sky. They were powered by demonic cores, which could be charged with electricity generated by nearly inexhaustible lava generators. However, demonic cores were not permanent; they had a finite lifespan, much like hard drives. Excessive use of a single core would lead to aging, deterioration, and eventual breakdown.

Imperial Year 201. The Ishtarian Alliance resisted fiercely. During the war, the demonic beast quasi-emperors of the Great Stone Wall region had come to realize the terrifying nature and ferocity of this race. "We can no longer attack in separate waves, holding back our reserves or hiding our strength. We must defeat them first! Then we can fight among ourselves and divide the spoils!"

"They are enslaving demonic beasts through contracts!"

"This is madness!"

Imperial Year 206. Under intense pressure, the mechanical mech civilization experienced a major technological breakthrough. Humanity invented its most powerful mechanical battle suit: the Camilla Mech Armor. This mech armor was as tall as a skyscraper, its immense size casting a vast shadow. It was arguably the Ishtarians' greatest invention. Operated by six top mech pilots, and powered by eight Rank 6 demonic beast cores acting as an octo-core processor, with over a hundred Rank 3 and 4 demonic cores assisting within its circuit boards, it achieved an exaggerated combat power level equivalent to a quasi-emperor. Caught off guard, a powerful quasi-emperor in the Great Stone Wall region was struck down and killed by a charged "World-Ending Lava Cannon" blast!

"These despicable humans, so weak they're not even as strong as a Rank 1 demonic beast, yet they can wield such terrifying scientific power!"

"Their minds and intelligence are truly frightening!" The powerful demonic beasts were aghast. The slaughter intensified once more!

Imperial Year 210. With the combined effort of seven quasi-emperors, the Camilla Mech Armor was ambushed in a mountain range and utterly destroyed! The Ishtarians plunged into despair and faced extinction, as the mechanical civilization's most formidable combat power had been annihilated.

"Caroline, did she still not step forward?" Countless voices questioned. But even Michael Qi, the human alliance's quasi-emperor, had vanished along with Caroline.

Imperial Year 211. The Ishtarians suffered continuous defeats. The seven quasi-emperors personally descended upon the merged capital of the two human empires, standing atop Capitol Hill. The seven terrifying beings were wreathed in formidable aura, like deities, suffocating humanity with their presence. Ablaze with fierce flames, they strode into humanity's supreme command center.

"Humans, surrender!" Under the gaze of countless media and cameras, these seven powerful beings, each with a distinct form, stared coldly at the gathered senators and human high-ranking officials. The entire human society seemed to be experiencing the apocalypse. Countless people fled in a frenzy, wealthy merchants even organizing private mechs in a desperate attempt to escape into the vast lands of the ancient lava region to avoid disaster. Battle tanks rolled into the capital, and mechanical mechs surrounded the area. But the Ishtarians had never been as tense as they were today, for their adversaries were unstoppable — the supreme powers of the Great Stone Wall region had broken through human defenses and held them at their mercy.

"Are we humans to perish now? Are we to succumb?" Countless media outlets covered the events, with some anchors weeping uncontrollably during their broadcasts.

The seven quasi-emperors glanced dismissively at the human high-ranking officials. "Surrender quickly! Announce humanity's capitulation via your television and media... Otherwise, we will kill all the high-ranking officials present and replace them with others."

"There will always be those who fear death and will submit to us to serve as human leaders." They spoke with chilling authority.

The human high-ranking officials were flushed with embarrassment, yet all their faces were pale, and they seemed utterly demoralized.

But at that moment, a blood-red light shot skyward, and a massive, five-colored dragon, its body inlaid with countless multi-hued crystals, descended upon the land. "Foolish quasi-emperors! You will all prostrate yourselves before me today!"

"It's Michael Qi!"

"He has actually reached the aura of a Heavenly Emperor!" The seven quasi-emperors looked horrified.

"It's Michael Qi!" Numerous frantic media reporters frantically aimed their cameras skyward. Everyone involuntarily stared blankly at the five-colored dragon.

"He turned into a five-colored dragon? Are those multi-colored scales actually inlaid crystal cores?"

"Is this... life modification technology?" Everyone slowly came to a halt. At this moment, the eyes of the entire human world, hundreds of millions of people, held their breath, watching intently.

Boom! The Heavenly Emperor's realm was terrifyingly powerful; with just one blow, the seven quasi-emperors were severely wounded.

"You seven, surrender, or die?" Michael Qi spoke.

The quasi-emperors exchanged glances. Faced with the choice between life and death, they finally lowered their proud heads. "We demand an equal contract, the same treatment as you!"

At that moment, the entire world trembled. With a mere gesture, seven powerful enemies were defeated.

"Did this truly create... a god?" In front of television screens, countless people gasped as they witnessed the scene. A new era had begun. This moment was forever etched in history. The Ishtarians, referred to by future generations millennia later as the most taboo super-ancient civilization of gods, remarkably developed for only two centuries before directly entering an era where everyone was a "god."