Star Empire

"...So, after Li'er was irreversibly contaminated and confirmed that there was no need to continue to maintain the defense line, she sent you and a piece of her soul information group that could support the emperor's authority determination?" In the first capital universe, Vidoville suppressed his already distorted emotions and faced the numb survivors as calmly as possible.

"...Yes, Your Majesty, and before we were about to evacuate that universe, we also captured the afterimage of a very powerful spell."

"The final technique of the star array requires the manipulation of the current "existence" itself. With our current technical level, we can achieve this level."

After a slight pause, Vidoville connected the communications in all protective sections: "Attention all units, be sure to conduct intelligence confirmation again - it has been detected that the target has jumped into action, and it has been detected that the target is capable of high-intensity blockade . Please update the plan immediately and make corresponding arrangements——"

"Your Majesty, we have not detected the supposed apocalyptic aftermath!"

"What?!"

Vidoville's numb heart twitched again - if all the information in the entire universe was available at every turn, and even a large amount of arcane information was injected for rapid growth... the glory of the end of the world should be like a nuclear explosion in the dark night. Yes, but...

"Your Majesty!" In the words and consciousness pulses containing despair that came from the communication link, Vidoville once again discovered the terrifying figure that made the entire civilization gnashed its teeth but was helpless.

The giant ship showed no signs of damage. Its shell flashed with twisted and ferocious light patterns, and the shining blood-red Σ emblem shone brightly in the space. The arcane energy fluctuations released by the extreme overload self-destruction of all the arcane facilities containing nearly 10% of the empire were barely detected by the nearby world array. If you think about it for a moment, you can see why.

The gap has exceeded the limits of understanding.

Faced with such a huge gap, what can I do, and what can everyone do? Not to mention that the opponent has an overwhelming advantage over itself, the two sides are actually not within a range that can be compared with each other at all.

The empire's territory was peeled off layer by layer, and the defenders and imperial citizens scattered everywhere were gradually annihilated at an almost constant speed. No one could survive this. This is an established fact, and... it's very close.

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In the darkness, little red lights were cruising silently.

The information gap between the huge story collectives and the vast abyss of void can already make the gods lose their direction.

In the eyes of these ghosts with flashing black and red light patterns, order is completely rejected and hated. All reason and all instincts, whether they exist or not, should be tilted towards this.

Many years ago, everything began to become crazy and indescribable. Many years ago, countless plans began to be implemented. Many years ago, respect for individuals, respect for order, and respect for the rules of reality were all abandoned. Civilization began to carry out countless projects in a more macroscopic, larger, and more incomprehensible way. As the foundation, as the bottom layer, the soul and reason are occupied, pulled, and pulled away, leaving only the dry body and instinct. Over the details that would not be noticed, huge whirlpools stirred countless worlds.

It has been like this here for many years, this side has forgotten that other side, for many years, never.

"——!!"

Black and red light patterns spread out from all areas and all levels, and anger and reason were like rolling turbid waves, swallowing up the clear current that might have survived.

maybe so

However, the deepest darkness descended upon it, and the meaningless actions carried out by these ghosts and organized based on the instincts of hundreds of millions of years also came to an end silently.

Under the erosion of the indescribable darkness, everything corresponding to these ghostly figures, the bodies, influences and disturbances that can be written about in many fields eventually quickly evaporated.

They finally began to rest and could finally rest.

As the pitch-black void realm slowly dissipated, in the stream of light shining with divine power, a huge matrix quickly took shape. They shined on the other end of the endless fiber network composed of boundless darkness and breathtaking black-red light patterns. There are countless giant doors at the end of each other that are layered and entangled with complex runes.

The cluster of silver star swords unfolding like stars, the countless red sun golden rings and sun spears shining in the fleet, the Eyes of Edoras arranged in layers, and the Tianshu pillar array provide stable order for the super-rank matrix. The power of direction, the brilliant star road slowly flows between the light points.

Countless huge matrices are advancing in countless directions.

This is the coalition of gods.

120,000 years ago, Σ carried out a bridge-building operation of such intensity that it was difficult to quantify. Everything fell into chaos and unknown. Silent alarm bells exploded from the void. They burned countless worlds, realities and possibilities. , but they also stimulate countless possibilities.

Over the past 120,000 years, countless meetings, numerous large-scale exchanges and interactions have allowed intelligence and information to flow between the gods. And countless tracking results and possible predictions are beginning to reveal bad results. God's eyes are far from being limited to human thinking. For a long time, countless giant eyes that can see through the truth have turned from everywhere to shine on the huge shadow on the other side of the void, but there is only churning chaos in the shadow, and there seems to be no bright color.

This civilization may not have been able to escape the strong sea backlash after the failure to build the bridge. The extremely intense sea disaster may have been resisted desperately by the multi-layered defense system and the last wisdom of the civilization. This disaster may eventually be blocked by that The immense size and overlapping extreme defensive forces slowed it down, but it eventually swept through the entire civilization.

This caused violent shocks that have not subsided and may never subside.

"If the king of the world is really hopeless, then can they be regarded as lucky if they know these things? How should some of the things they have done be measured?"

Now, reality may respond: This is lucky. At least for now, many of the decisions they made have produced enough value. From the past to the present, most of the memories may still be thankful.

If everyone had not taken the trouble to inform us of a series of important precautions for Σcivilization bridge building, and if we had not shown again and again the terrifying tombstones and ancient relics left by the top civilizations that have declined; if the gods really After the Σ civilization went extreme, it completely closed off diplomacy and no longer turned its sights in the direction of the kings of the world; if...

Numerous similar re-conjectures have shown that many efforts and many decisions were not without meaning.

If one of those links is truly missing, then the reality may become completely different: top civilizations will still carry out this extremely intensive bridge-building activity. But after the action goes out of control and the chaos and backlash breaks out, all possibilities will... cease to exist.

If the Gods really didn't teach these contents, they didn't look at Σ, which has completely sealed the border, and they didn't take the trouble to persuade the kings of the world again and again. Then what the gods have to face may not be the chaotic ghost fleet, but they may suddenly discover after tens of billions of years that their former allies have turned into countless fracture zones lingering in the void, and large tracts of real of... nothingness.

The lucky thing now is that the gods know all this and can respond to it. If one day, I know in a daze that my former allies and pioneers have disappeared, as if they were poached directly without leaving any trace...

That kind of feeling may be considered despair for God. After all, it's not impossible. Absolute remoteness, absolute emptiness and hostile isolation. When they are piled up, they will be more desperate than actual difficulties and complex logic. If we only rely on civilization's expeditions and explorations, then it is indeed possible that the gods will not be able to fully understand everything that happened here after many billions of years - by then, all the creatures who are eager for assistance, and everything they want to preserve, may All are long gone.

No matter what you have to do now, maybe, no, it’s definitely not too late.

Protecting the orderly environment is the first policy of action - a stable orderly environment determines the life and death of almost all civilizations in the void, and unreasonable disasters to other civilizations must not be spread at this level.

This time, man ranks with God.

The boundless ocean of information collides with each other in the void, inspiring countless waves.

"The arrival at the border has been confirmed, and the verification of the information identification radar and "Portrait Tower" results has been completed."

To complete this operation, the Protoss will have to do a lot, and here, the figure of the Will of the Void is personally holding the battle - here is where the arrow lies.

Some of the highly polluted areas and fault zone structures in the void space need to be strangled, and the countless ghost fleets need to be cleaned up. The path occupied by the pollution that has spread needs to be cut off, the stuck and unnecessary stories need to be put back on track, and the broken reality needs to be corrected. Countless huge world structures inside and outside, countless time and space and realities inside and outside, everything. Everything needs to be redirected back to a direction that can be adapted to everyone and where everyone can live and work in peace and contentment.

At the same time, the Great Expedition will also play another role - communication between gods requires more than just meetings, but also a series of real and huge information that is large enough to shake the gods and their own civilization. body's actions.

Thoroughly deepening communication and trying to understand each other and understand each other cannot be achieved by expressing each other. A spiritual meeting can sign a basic agreement and determine a course of action, but in order to truly make all information active, it requires countless real information bodies to interact with each other.

A weak tremor of a top-level civilization may affect the birth and death of many worlds. The effects will always exist. They are difficult to avoid and even more difficult to avoid. The huge scale and the gap between countless levels have created countless contradictions. However, they can be calmed and alleviated. Even resolving conflicts is what wisdom continues to do during its existence and development.

"What do you want me to say about you?" In the center of the command, where the children's eyes and memories were quietly bypassed, the figures of the Void Will glared at each other - "I think you need to learn to be serious. Put it where it should appear. Yes, the last physical information body does have enough value. Although after the era of rewashing, its original appearance cannot be restored, but as long as such a thing can exist, We can use them as keys to re-inspire something. But seriously, can't you just work on them?"

"Well, it was indeed my mistake."

"As far as I'm concerned, you should listen to me: in order to relieve boredom, to liven up all this, and to have a few more faces that I like - we should find a way to create some offspring, such as mitosis or..."

"Zi——! How could you suddenly jump to this topic! We all know this."

"Isn't this a common wish between you and me? Without such a wish, you and I would not have met. I said that seriousness must be used in the right place. As for other parts, there is no harm in being more relaxed. But it is true, We are all still in the stage of getting to know each other, and we all still need time to get to know each other well - after all, we have all lived for more than one hundred trillion years, and we cannot explain everything clearly at once. However, since we have the opportunity and time , then let's talk more -" As she said that, Huanxi's eyes suddenly turned cold. With a light finger of hers, a sudden darkness appeared from the world and instantly protected the entire fleet. Possible attack paths.

At the edge of the world, the teleportation array that seemed to fill the beginning and end of time and space erupted with dazzling black-red light. A gray swirling sky rises from the world barrier. Black spider webs swam in the vortex, and countless black nodes like eyes appeared out of thin air. The spatial structure reinforced by many powerful devices was torn apart layer by layer, reality was distorted, rules and order were redefined, and everything in the world began to confront each other.

Countless surges, spears, and arrows poured out from within and outside the world, from within and outside countless space-time structures.

They were all swallowed up and eliminated by the void realm.

They cannot destroy everything and zero. The story that has been written and the existence that has been given variables cannot attack the real nothingness and everything. The story cannot destroy the paper that carries it. The light in the island is not enough to stir up the endless sky and sea. Gentle night.

The glorious magic matrix has taken shape, and it is being enveloped, merged and melted by the radiance of divinity.

"It doesn't matter if I'm just a more important shadow here - it won't delay the business anyway."

During the brief exchange, everything tangible and intangible here is being lifted up without limit, and the originally determined directions and rules are once again blurred and tilted. The storm swirls, marking the source and core of the fury.

Between the shadows, a giant tower of existence emerged.

Decisive battle flagship, fifty-four.