Chapter 1352 Farharls

1352 Farharls

The spaceship that flew toward Ning was a silver body of a cylindrical shape like a rocket. However, unlike a rocket, this object was smooth and seamless all the way through with not a single window or joint to the spaceship.

It was also massive, at about a few hundred meters in diameter and nearly 2 kilometers long.

Ning couldn't help but wonder how the giant thing could have even been lifted from the planet it was created in the first place. Or was it not created on the planet, but directly in space?

'Maybe the Constellation Farhalys has something to do with this,' Ning thought. This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

Still, the question of why the constellation was flying around in a massive spaceship was something that bugged Ning. He was curious as to exactly what was happening here, so he decided to find out.

"System, you're sure I will be able to absorb this one without trouble right? I don't want to end up in an extended battle where I have to waste more energy than I have to," Ning said.

<That is not something the system can guarantee. You will have to deal with the situation to not have it come to it.>

Ning shrugged. "Alright then, take me where the constellation is."

He disappeared and then arrived inside the spaceship. The location he had teleported to was a meeting hall inside the ship with massive overhead lighting and a long meeting table with nearly a dozen chairs on each side.

The room was narrow and surprisingly full of people.

There were a total of 20 humans of varying ages sitting on the table, talking about something. But their words had stopped and they were now staring at Ning with fearful faces.

Ning was plenty surprised as well. He looked at the 20 people in the room, 12 of which were men, and 8 women. They had very dark skins with a few whose skin textures weren't even visible because their skin did not reflect much light.

They were also clad from head to toe in multiple white shawls and robes that completely hid everything but their faces and their arms.

Ning frowned at the sight. There were humans on this ship? How had he not known about it before? Was it just because he hadn't bothered to learn about the situation here before coming?

"I... I do not know," the constellation answered.

Ning frowned a bit. "You do not know about the Energy system?" he asked. "I thought you were all supposed to know that."

"I do not know," Farhalys answered. "Why are you killing me? Please stop. I have done nothing to you."

"No, you have not," Ning said. "But a Constellation is never up to any good." Ning got a feeling that something was wrong here, but he couldn't tell what. A Constellation not knowing what an Energy system was meant it had to have led a very secluded life.

A constellation's purpose in life was to make people perceive it and remember it as much as possible, but this one was hiding itself as a human. Not to mention, it was flying around with humans on a spaceship.

What was going on?

Ning looked around the room and saw the people watching the two with weird looks on their faces. They couldn't understand the words that were being spoken between the two.

"What are you doing with them here?" Ning asked the Constellation.

"I'm saving them," the Constellation answered. "What are you doing here?"

"Saving them?" Ning frowned. "How are you saving them?"

"I'm taking them all to a different wo—" Farhalys' words stopped as it stumbled to the ground. Suddenly, the human illusion it had been keeping up disappeared and its true self appeared.

It was a being with long, spindly legs, crooked arms with talons at the end, and a ran skull with deer antlers growing out of the end. It was a horrifying image, and it immediately made the people in the room cry out in panic.

Ning waved his hand, causing the entire room full of people to faint instantly. "No..." the Constellation shouted. "Don't hurt them. Please. Just hurt me."

Ning looked back at the constellation in shock. There was a constellation out there that would rather get hurt instead of the humans?