Colonial Suit

The Abyss... Seventh Layer.

Upon the vast plains, the battle raged on. Storms howled, and beams of light rained down... The battle between humanity and the Boka-Sasha alliance had reached its most brutal moment. Countless elites died every minute and every second, and warships exploded. In the rear of the human battle line, immigration ships were faintly visible, indicating that humanity had little war power left and could not even effectively protect the most critical immigration ships.

"Die!" A human mercenary dodged an attack from a Boka Arbiter. Turning around, he slashed his blade into the opponent's ribs, only to get stuck. His strength was exhausted, and he couldn't cut through the Arbiter's shield.

The mercenary gasped for breath, involuntarily kneeling on one knee. "Is this... the end?"

A foot appeared in front of him, the foot of the Boka Arbiter. The mercenary looked up and saw the Arbiter's狰狞 face. "Lowly蝼蚁. You are destined to become dust in history."

The mercenary felt deep despair and slowly closed his eyes.

But... he didn't wait for death to arrive. He opened his eyes and found that the powerful Boka Arbiter was frozen in place, and not just him, but all the Boka on the entire battlefield. The bizarre scene was as if time had been paused.

"What's going on?" The mercenary was puzzled. Before he could react, he saw all the Boka's bodies beginning to dissipate into specks of light. Then their bodies gradually shrank and disappeared, like melting ice. More and more light specks appeared, and fewer and fewer Boka remained. On the other side, the Sasha were also disappearing, but they weren't vanishing by melting and dissipating. Instead, they were being devoured by their own cells, turning into puddles of rotten flesh.

Looking around, the entire battlefield was like this. Boka were dissipating one by one, and Sasha were falling one by one. The ferocious and powerful enemies from just moments ago were now so fragile. All attacks ceased at this moment, and the war came to a standstill in an instant.

The battlefield fell silent. The human elites stared at everything in stunned silence, feeling as if they were dreaming.

The battle was over because the enemies had disappeared. The distant enemy warships, now without controllers, began to tilt and explode, turning into patches of light...

"We... won?" The human mercenary rubbed his eyes in disbelief, muttering as if in a dream.

"Yes, we won." A female mercenary walked up to him at some point and helped him up.

"It must be Her Majesty Muse and His Majesty Blood瞳."

"They won the war for us!"

"Aww!" After a brief silence, the mercenaries cheered. Crazy screams and whistles echoed through all channels. In the rear, people on the immigration ships embraced each other, regardless of whether they knew each other, whether they were male or female, old or young. Tears welled up in their eyes, tears of joy and relief.

At that moment, the gates of the Garden of Eden were also clumsily pushed open by a mercenary.

"Councilor Sal Jones! Black Tide... Black Tide!"

"What's wrong with the Black Tide?" Sal Jones quietly watched the battlefield below, asking softly.

"The Black Tide has disappeared!"

"What!?" Sal Jones turned around abruptly, staring intently at the mercenary. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. This is the result from all observation stations. Although it hasn't completely disappeared, it is indeed receding. Now the Black Tide in the Second World has been reduced by more than half, and the past star fields have returned!"

"What's going on?" Sal Jones asked urgently, his gaze gradually shifting to the huge Gate of Finality below. "Could it be... on the other side of the Gate of Finality..."

"Blood瞳 won."

On the battlefield below, Robbie slowly walked to the top of a mountain, with the huge Gate of Finality at his feet. His black priest's robe fluttered in the wind, and his face wore a sunny smile. In his hand was an open Bible, from which faint, sacred singing could be heard. "He really did it."

"Of course. Blood瞳哥哥 never lets us down," Little Posy said behind Robbie, her face also filled with a happy smile. "Now we can go over there. We're not needed here anymore."

"Hehe." Robbie suddenly laughed, but a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. "I'm afraid that's not possible."

"Why?" Mia looked up and asked innocently.

"Because..." Robbie paused, pointing below. "We... can never go there again."

The twin sisters followed Robbie's finger and saw that the huge Gate of Finality was losing its luster. As the Boka and Sasha disappeared, their Pools of Light and Gates of Darkness also lost their function, and they could no longer maintain the existence of the Gate of Finality. In other words, the entrance to the First World would also be permanently closed.

"I know this is cruel," Robbie's gaze was somewhat sorrowful. He lowered his head, his blond hair fluttering in the wind. "But I think Blood瞳 may have left us forever."

"No!" Little Posy suddenly screamed, tears welling up in her eyes. "This isn't true!"

"How could Blood瞳哥哥 leave us? He hasn't eaten me yet!"

"I don't want to!"

"I want him back! I want him back!! Without him, who will care about us, who will care about us!?"

"I want him back!!"

Little Posy cried loudly, tears streaming down her cheeks. She cried so sadly, so desperately. Mia also hugged her tightly, and the two of them wept bitterly, gradually collapsing on the mountaintop...

Robbie remained silent for a long time, then turned around and walked down the mountain.

This is war... In fact, when Blood瞳 decided to go to the Gate of Finality, Robbie had already thought of the possible ending. The First World was by no means the paradise that people imagined, but hell. Those innocent lambs... always liked to place their hopes on the unknown, but they didn't know that behind the unknown, demons might be lurking.

Robbie looked up, his blond hair fluttering.

It's raining...

Are they raindrops from the new world?

Or... the tears of the twins?

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At the same time, in the void above, Dirk was standing with Rhea. Next to them was the bar owner. After the final battle, Rhea was covered in wounds, while Dirk was the same as he had been at the beginning. The two stood shoulder to shoulder, and Dirk suddenly said.

"I remember you said this battle would result in death."

"Yes, it will," Rhea replied, then took out a cigar, put it in his mouth, and lit it. "But not you, me."

As he spoke, he patted Dirk on the shoulder, and a red light flashed on his hand. Then his whole body began to wither, becoming weak. His burly body quickly shriveled, and his aura began to fade.

Dirk turned to look at him and asked softly, "You gave me your life force. What will you do?"

"I should have died long ago," Rhea's lips trembled, and the cigar in his mouth shook. "My psychic power has long been damaged. Even if I didn't give you this, I wouldn't be able to live. Besides, after so many years, I'm already very tired."

"Live well with your woman, Dirk. Consider it... the King's and my compensation to you."

"A... vacation without a time limit."

"As for me... it seems... I hear the King's call..."

"My King..."

Rhea murmured softly, his voice getting lower and lower, until finally, he lowered his head and made no more sound.

The burning cigar fell from his mouth, scattering sparks in the sky...

Dirk reached out and supported Rhea, looking up into the distance... His expression was still calm, as if Rhea's departure had not affected anything, but only those who knew him well would see the deep sadness... and anticipation in his eyes.

The bar owner came behind Dirk at some point and asked softly, "Can you stay?"

"No," Dirk shook his head, then carried Rhea and flew into the distance.

I have experienced too much, fought for too long... Now, it's time for me to rest. The name冥王. I hope it will only exist in history forever, not on the battlefield.

The bar owner silently watched Dirk's back. In the direction where he disappeared, human fleets slowly emerged, and countless salutes were fired. Everywhere was filled with cheers and jubilation. The bar owner suddenly smiled, and he also turned into a shooting star, flying towards the human Eden...

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Chaos, the product of evolution.

It is the beginning of the universe, and also the end of the universe. Legend has it that a long, long time ago, a destruction spread to this chaos, swallowing the void. But nothing is eternal, even destruction.

When the vast prairie is burned by wildfire, the remaining ashes are the best fertilizer.

A.D. 1737 in the Kia Era.

Planet Metek.

This is a small planet in the new universe, located in the Kia star system. The environment is beautiful and the temperature is moderate. However, because the technological level of the new universe is still very low, and most civilizations are in their infancy, it has not been disturbed here.

A verdant mountain pierces the sky, and a waterfall falls from the top of the mountain... The rumbling sound of the flowing water is deafening.

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At the foot of the mountain is a forest. Beside the forest is a thatched cottage.

A man with a bare upper body is chopping wood.

He doesn't look strong, but his body is covered with scars. He chops wood piece by piece, splitting sections of tree trunks into long strips. After finishing all this, he gets up and stretches his body greatly. Crystalline sweat falls from his body, scattering colorful light in the sun.

In front of the thatched cottage not far away, a red-haired woman is preparing lunch. Noticing the man's movements, she smiles and walks over, draping a piece of clothing over the man's shoulders.

"If you're weak, rest more. These chores can't be done in a day."

"I always feel rusty if I don't move around. Besides, having lost my strength, I also have to get used to the life of an ordinary person..." The man replies, then smiles and embraces the woman, kissing her red lips...

The waterfall is still rumbling, splashing white spray. Everything is so harmonious.

Until...

"I heard the twins contacted you again? The Nine Heavens is really a good thing..."

"What are you worried about? Anyway, they can't come over."

"Really? But I always feel uneasy. It is said that Qingyue is also trying to find a way. Those guys are together, and they might really break through the barrier of the universe."

"Are you jealous?"

"Where... How could I be jealous? Besides... even if they come over... wouldn't they still have to call me sister?"

"Ha..." The man laughs, his voice getting higher and louder. Then he picks up the woman and walks towards the simple thatched cottage.

The thatched cottage is small...

But it is the warmth of memory.

Isn't it?

Let's leave small things like universal war to those who have time to do it............

(End of the book)

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This time it's really over.

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Don't look, it's over even if you look.

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Xiao Dao is reluctant too, but the book always has to end, right? Otherwise, wouldn't it be unfinished?

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Okay, actually Xiao Dao also wants to continue writing, but it is impossible. The universal war has basically reached its end here. Writing further would just be endless conquest. I mean, is it interesting for a space lifeform to bully children? So let's end it here. As for the author's words, they are in the afterword of the following chapters. (To be continued ~^~)

PS: From April 28, 2011, when this book was uploaded to the present, four years have passed. Xiao Dao writes really slowly, making the brothers and sisters who have been following Xiao Dao suffer. But this is also Xiao Dao's old problem, and those who have been following Xiao Dao know it. Fine works need to be repeatedly revised and deleted. A section of several thousand words, Xiao Dao often deletes more than half of the nonsense. But this nonsense is also Xiao Dao's thread when writing, and cannot be skipped. So it makes Xiao Dao very uncomfortable. Writing a book is not something that can produce wonderful chapters at any time. Sometimes inspiration bursts forth, and Xiao Dao忽悠 you a bit. Sometimes thoughts are exhausted, and Xiao Dao糊弄 you a bit. But Xiao Dao guarantees that the构思 you are忽悠 is definitely more than the糊弄 you are. (Laugh...) Xiao Dao is not a good author, but wants to be an author worthy of his own conscience. An author worthy of every reader who subscribes to Xiao Dao. So slower is slower. And everyone should not be stingy with subscriptions, Xiao Dao is counting on this for cigarette money. All wages are handed over to the family. Everyone should always save a small portion for Xiao Dao, right? In case I run into some桃花运... cough... this paragraph is coded. Let's talk about the next book. Xiao Dao will definitely write it, and there are two构思 already. But I haven't started writing yet. The basic situation is that Xiao Dao plans to rest for a month or two, perfect the构思, and start saving manuscripts. Then open it again. So friends who like Xiao Dao should pay more attention, Xiao Dao still needs your support. It's almost the same here. There is no banquet in the world that doesn't end. Let's see you in the next book. If you love me, don't abandon me. Xiao Dao拜百.