Almost! Although I hate to participate in the game myself, I almost have no choice about this."

Sir L shrugged, saying that he really had no room for rejection at this point.

"It's not only the Gear World that is threatened by the 'Red Moon'. We also have some reinforcements from other worlds. But for various reasons, only we are the ones who can attend."

George, the trapper, looked solemn, because the situation was serious and urgent.

"The existence of the Red Moon... is the key to the problem. It is not something that we humans can confront and understand. I have tried to constantly go back to other timelines and try to investigate relevant information. Without exception, all failed. I cannot intervene in the timeline related to the origin of the "Red Moon"..."

"We know nothing about its origin, what it is, and its purpose. Facing that 'it', humans are like reptiles walking on the ground. Most people can only vaguely detect its intentions, but it can easily distort the whole world."

"Its essence is indescribable. Humans cannot perfectly summarize it with the philosophy, cause and effect, concept, physics, mathematics, and logical cognition of knowledge. What we are talking about here is the phenomenon it causes. As for its existence itself, no one can see it."

If another person says such words, it may make others laugh at you.

However, the words from the "Committee" dictated by the dictator No. 0, which would only make the people present feel cold on their backs.

Most of the events related to "Red Moon" and "it" are just vaguely in concepts and do not know the true details. However, through the explanation of Commissioner Zero, that is, George, the time trapper, a strong sense of panic, despair, suspicion, and escape appeared in their hearts.

Fortunately, these people are not simple characters. They quickly calmed down and quietly enveloped this secret conference room.

No one spoke at this moment, and there was a hint of uneasiness on their faces.

"I think……"

A man wore an Indian feather ornament on his head and a blue war pattern on his face. He was about two meters tall and covered with a layer of heavy power armor with a strong smell of motor oil.

The Indian released his majestic will.

"Commissioner Zero invited the warriors of our endless tribe here, not to decide when to submit the surrender letter to that blasphemy..."

The tall man spoke in a deep voice, his voice was very low and hoarse, a sound made through the electronic throat.

"In our world, the endless American tribes are the only master and only guardian of the entire earth. It is the mission of our warrior races to maintain the future of mankind."

"And in the ancient prophecy, it is our ultimate destiny to confront that existence. It is precisely because of this that I am at your invitation to lead my most powerful warrior regiment to this world, ready to fight for you and for all the timelines."

"So, what the committee has provided to us, and these people come here and all have the idea of ​​confronting them, but the key is - what is the chance of winning the decisive battle, what is your ace... Mr. Shitlander."

The Indians are naturally not the original people of this world. Like Sir L, they come from another parallel space and space.

In another world, the Indians obtained a black technology product suspected to be an alien spacecraft before the colonists arrived in the fertile continent of America.

They obtained highly developed science and technology through research. After the early colonists landed, they were beaten to death by them. They discovered that the vast Indians in the world also launched their global colonial rule.

This Indian chief was also the most legendary warrior chief among the great chiefs of the endless American tribes found by George the time trapper.

He and his armored soldiers defeated countless powerful invaders, and in the other parallel time and space, he was a mythical figure like a god of war.

George, the Time-Stealer, also attached great importance to the words of this invited guest.

"You are right, Chief Patch, come here too!"

The traveler who was traveling through time and space took out something and placed it on the table.

"It is not completely impossible to say 'confrontation'. Our trump card is here..."

On the white conference table, a black box is placed in front of people.

"This...box, can the box..."

"No, it should refer to the things in the box, right?"

Everyone was puzzled and couldn't understand what this meant.

"About this box, it comes from an archaeological incident targeting a Song Dynasty tomb group several years ago."

A young Chinese officer stood up, and he spoke slowly and said slowly: "A few years ago, this tomb group was frequently stolen. Some relics were found and secretly circulated on the black market. Careful people discovered these cultural relics, mixed with some ancient Shang and Zhou dynasties."

"This matter later attracted the attention of the authorities. We sent people back to the Song Dynasty tomb group and continued to dig deeper. Later, we discovered an amazing caucus room, which was under the Song Dynasty tomb group. The excavation project was quite time-consuming and we had to consider preserving cultural relics, so it took a long time to take out the things inside one by one."

"In the process of investigating these cultural relics, we have also found many doubts, and even doubts about the origin of these cultural relics, because they are completely different from the cultural relics from the Shang and Zhou dynasties we usually see, just like history has been misaligned."

This officer named Ji is from China. He is also a representative of a secret institution in that country and one of the participants in this mission.

"Please take a look at this mural and the carving patterns on the cultural relics. These are all information left by the ancients..."

Ji Yundong pointed his finger slightly, and several three-dimensional projections appeared on the conference table, constantly changing the size of the image, showing them in front of everyone.

"The ancients left some important information here. They said that a terrible monster appeared on the coast of the East China Sea. It was like black clouds, constantly devouring sea water and sucking all nearby creatures. The more it ate, the bigger it was, the more it ate, and it expanded and grew, occupying a large number of areas, and the entire sea surface was shrouded by it. The ancients gave it a name, calling it "ruin", a deep cave with endless meaning. They were very worried. "ruin", a divine light appeared in the sky, and a god released an arrow, piercing through this "ruin", so that the disaster could be calmed."

However, this is not the focus of the story. The focus of the story is that these ancient people preserved the arrows of gods and men and hid them in the tomb.

And in this box, the so-called thing that killed the gods and men who were the "ruins".

"This is...the thing in the box we photographed."

He released another set of images again and showed everyone the things in the box.

"It's...a dagger."

Someone took a look in confusion, not understanding why it was a dagger.

"Is it just a dagger?"

Some people also shook their heads, not understanding why they were showing this thing to themselves.

"Oh! Strange, there seems to be a line of words on the dagger, but I don't know it."

Someone carefully noticed the text on the dagger.

"Is this Latin? Why does a dagger from Shang and Zhou dynasties have Latin? Let me see what I wrote..."

Zoom in the image a little, and everyone present can see the text on the dagger, which is a short handwriting engraved in Latin.
Chapter completed!