Star Empire

The powerful Fortress Cluster of Praise of the Holy Sound, and the millions of worlds they protect, are under attack. Indiscriminate bombardment from the Σ fleet was vaporizing them.

Some of them will be lucky enough to leave behind some physical remains. The fact that these remnants still exist and can be noticed by other living observers is enough to show that they are still remembered by one side of the order.

And more Holy Sound Praise Fortresses and billions of worlds will be completely destroyed by the powerful chain reaction triggered by Doomsday-Creation.

Their remains will be completely evaporated, and their impact and memory of them will be obliterated by everyone around them.

After all this is erased, there are devices that are strong enough to withstand these errors, and the memory of them is compensated by other information, and they eventually persist.

And more units will disappear directly in this process. They will be like the shadow of reality, coming and going silently, leaving no trace and taking away no trace of the surrounding environment. memory.

A flood of information composed of more and more world wreckage began to move, causing waves of unprecedented chaos deep within the Empire's borders. Countless wreckage carrying extraordinary information and death tide pollution are wandering in the void. They either evaporate or hit the world barrier of the neighboring world.

They dealt another heavy blow to the already shaky empire.

The stability of reality is violently disturbed.

For a long time, the highest weight stable world line, which has always been stabilized by the cosmic benchmark stabilizing anchor and the supporting information star network array, is beginning to loosen, and it is turning into a humming string. The sound produced by these strings is becoming obscure and distorted due to the brutal strong strumming - the bottom layer of the world is beginning to become chaotic, and the space-time structure in the world is beginning to accelerate out of control.

A considerable part of the empire's peripheral territories and vast core defense areas, and even the discrete cores of the empire's various regions, are now within the range that the Σ fleet can attack at will.

Originally, the empire's fleet was not afraid of such an impact, nor were the heavy fortress worlds and the powerful combat equipment operating in the heavy fortress worlds - when they were designed, they took into account the need to operate in the most noisy environments. , maintain self-consistency in the most twisted environment and be able to persist in fighting until one of the parties is completely dead.

However, there are still some devices that cannot withstand these changes that are shaking the underlying environment and laws of the world:

Void forge, giant information shaping machine, position-level high-precision calculation core, void scanning array...

These super industrial heavy equipment located in the inner zone of the empire, located in the territory of the core of the empire, the most important source of creation of the empire, they cannot withstand such a violent environmental distortion!

During the operation of these equipment, a stable and uniform environment is required to ensure that the countless "assignment points" are accurately integrated into the depth of the material that needs to be processed, so as to ensure that the system can perform those precise operations in harsh conditions. In the environment, what needs to be shaped is molded into place with extremely high precision.

Under normal circumstances, the Empire's cosmic baseline stability anchor and information star network are enough to suppress almost all unstable factors within the entire world.

Under normal circumstances, these devices can still maintain working intensity and accuracy even if the network and environment fluctuate.

However……

In the current situation, the disturbance has far exceeded the redundant output of the star network, the cosmic reference anchor, the information star network, and the range resistance of the equipment group itself.

The weight of the highest world line is severely disturbed, and the information that makes up it begins to disintegrate discretely. Some of them will form new distorted world line structures driven by the disturbance, and some of them will directly become fragmented world garbage. Become errors and loopholes in order and law.

Now, those world connections that carry the most important military and industrial lifeline of the empire are being burned out one by one. The fragments of the broken world will trigger chain reactions one after another, and eventually together with the Σ fleet, they will set off a wave of destruction throughout the entire empire.

If those world fragments did not contain extraordinary information, and if the number of those world fragments were not so large, perhaps some military-industrial worlds could still have a glimmer of hope.

However, currently, fragments of the world and unprecedented mutant information annihilation missiles are hitting them in the void... countless! !

The violently oscillating world line, the uniformity of information reverberating like the roaring waves of an angry sea, the total degree and concentration of information in the world oscillate back and forth between countless extremes.

Under such conditions, those giant industrial machines that have very demanding environmental requirements can no longer produce qualified battleships and armors, nor can they reproduce qualified truth rune groups and any other chaotic logic arrays. Assignment matrices and rule equations can no longer maintain the environment, maintain operations, or even maintain themselves - countless mother machines have produced unimaginable monsters.

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At this point, the empire's high-level military system and industrial system are on the verge of collapse, and the empire is no longer able to produce large units of mothership level and above. The source of the empire's power to resist foreign invasion has been cut off. The imperial fleet has now become a river without a source and a tree without roots. At such a high rate of destruction, the empire's military power will soon be completely wiped out.

As countless points of order used to stabilize the battlefield are swallowed up by the black tide, the network is becoming more and more fragile. And massive life nodes and giant facility clusters are collapsing and going offline at an accelerated pace, which further aggravates the rate of collapse of the network itself. The defense lines within the story are disintegrating, countless observers and memories are disappearing, and external destruction is increasing...

The collapse of the empire's network spread out in all directions like dominoes, setting off another violent wave that clearly existed in nothingness, but could completely engulf the fabric of reality.

In the nearly one million years since the decisive battle of the flagship functional branch - the Battle of the Fault Zone, the empire has known about the existence of narrative structures - they seem to exist more in subjective demarcations, but they can have a clear impact on objective reality. Influence.

They can be divided into many levels according to various aspects and angles, such as degree of solidity, depth and breadth, time span, etc. - as small as a few observable units, as large as perhaps hundreds of billions of endlessly extending magnificent world veins. And these artificially prescribed "narrative structures" record the influence of countless existences on each other.

Even if it is a drop of water, it has formed wind and clouds and ridden the waves; even if it is a grain of sand, it has been swept by the strong wind and stood proudly on the top of the sand dunes; a person, no matter how unknown or humble he is, in a civilized society After walking through this melting pot, he will definitely leave his own unique trajectory. And if we consider the various interactions they have had in their life trajectories, and the ultimate source of their basic materials...

When the vision is high enough, if you want to completely "kill" and truly and completely erase an existence from all levels, the difficulty... may be no less than completely destroying the entire world.

However……

Countless nodes within the empire are being detonated in swarms, ranging from drones to worlds... To the indescribably deep and bottomless ocean outside the world, they are no more solid than bubbles.

The all-encompassing foundation is being rapidly destroyed—indeed, it is troublesome and difficult to completely remove some elements of a complex system and all the disturbances associated with it. But... if reality is really entangled, then all we need to do is destroy all reality directly - the resulting loss of network and collapse of reality will add another force to the domino-like destruction of the network.

When the network operates normally, all network nodes theoretically influence each other and remember each other. While all network nodes influence and remember each other, they will also be affected by others and be remembered by others. This is true for people, and so is the equipment group.

When a node in the continuous network is missing, even if everything about the owner of this node has been forgotten, or even forgotten to the point where the relevant number may be skipped unconsciously, but... as long as the network is still there, This sudden node gap cannot be completely missed and forgotten - even if people can no longer recall the owner behind this node, they will still remember that there is a gap here, which means that there was such a node here. It will be remembered, such is the power of "real-world context."

All narrative structure compensation technologies and equipment are also manufactured based on similar principles.

They weave the past, weave some possible stories and histories, and these woven things will surface at necessary moments to compensate for the loopholes that may exist and may interfere with or block reality.

It doesn't matter when one, several, or more loopholes appear in the network. The network is strong enough and thick enough. It has a large enough amount of information to resist the intrusion of paradoxes and the confusion and confusion caused by deficiencies. Collapse, but such resistance strength is limited...

In pain and confusion, questioning from the bottom of my heart makes every action and every thought extremely painful. Many memories become blurred, and many memories become clear again. The past and reality are closed together, and everything seems to be no longer real.

What if two nodes, or multiple nodes, are completely stripped of all connections and memories with the network?

They... who will die first? Who passed away next? Or together? They... they still have names and numbers, but... who should correspond to whom? They all have their own jobs, but... everyone should do something...

As more nodes are missing, the problem will quickly become chaotic, multi-dimensional and multi-layered, and the number of solutions will expand rapidly in a very short time.

And these problems are only the most superficial and superficial parts.

Just a few missing points between consecutive nodes is enough to cause some fragile structures to collapse. And if we also consider the important centers and related creations that can influence and inherit millions of nodes...how many problems might they cause?

Nodes were constantly damaged and missing in the war.

On the one hand, this will increase the baseline instability of the network itself. On the other hand, this situation will also directly weaken the strength of the "existence" of the imperial network itself... A person is remembering others and causing what he has done to While his various influences are spreading, he is also receiving disturbances and influences from other people.

Every time a node is missing, the loss is not as simple as a number or a body - most intuitively, his memory of others will be erased, which is equivalent to losing a large number of security backups out of thin air.

When the narrative structure of the network itself is destroyed, the nodes will become more fragile, and the fragility of the nodes themselves will make the network easier to be destroyed...

The amount of information that a node or an interval can carry is limited, and the things and people that a person can truly remember are also limited. The more nodes are lost, the weaker each "scope circle" will be. However, an ordinary soldier, a soldier serving on a ship, or even a captain of a mother ship... they can really have an actual impact. How big can the circle be?

When the loss reaches a certain level, some nodes may even die in battle without any impact - the people and equipment who remember him are all gone, and the people and equipment he remembers...maybe all gone too.

"To put it bluntly... no one would know even if he died."

This is natural.

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Woo--buzz~~

Large areas of the empire have been completely torn apart, and even the most heavily defended core areas are being gradually disintegrated and devoured by the black-red blood tide of corruption.

The empire still hasn't figured out the source of the "howling" that is very similar to the boost activation of energy-gathering equipment but releases rolling hatred and sadness. But the empire already knows that every time such a "howling" appears, it will harvest a lot of lives and countless orders.

"Why...is this happening..."

"Is all this... still meaningful..."

"What have we been thinking about..."

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In the dying struggle, the remaining Holy Sound Praise Fortress tried to use the Web of Existence and the Spear of Nothingness to cover the compatriots who were trying to break out. Every time they tried to break out, they would receive full support from all the surrounding units, almost risking their lives - but this It's too late.

The Σ fleet has completed the "joint blockade" of the entire empire's territory. Countless order fields are bonded together, forming a layer upon layer of dragnets across the void.

Even if there are worlds and warships that can break through the current world barrier blockade and fire blockade, they cannot escape to the depths of the void that are safe enough - the order field pulled up by the huge fleet around them shines in the void, and the empire around them The representation of the void order has almost turned into a crater with a bulge - the empire is the bulge, and the surrounding corrupted fleets are the mountains. All possible world coordinates in the outside world are completely covered by these complex order field reactions, making it impossible to find them.

Even if the empire's creations want to forcefully jump, they will only fall into those chaotic and twisted terrifying order fields - indeed, the void is infinite, and its infinity is reflected on many levels. It seems impossible to completely surround an order frequency by "quantity" means, but when the order fields around a frequency are large enough to completely interfere with void navigation, "blockade" will naturally be achieved.

At this juncture, the combination of Holy Sound Praise Void Star Gate and Eye of Void became the only possibility for large units to evacuate the empire. However, the devastating direct attack of Doomsday-Creation will often arrive more quickly than the successful Chaos Coordinate Jump Bridge.

The empire once had the opportunity to launch seeds, and there was time for the seeds to run far enough with the hope of civilization. For hundreds of thousands of years, every moment was an excellent opportunity... But... maybe The stimulation of a series of wars, a series of successful acquisitions, technological breakthroughs one after another, and perhaps some other influences, some invisible influences... The empire may have become conceited, or it may have forgotten... Many cannot be confirmed Factors affecting everything... It's too late.

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The people and battleships who had lost their will to fight turned into a torrent of chaos. Some of them ran around in the void and finally disappeared into the vortex. Some of them may have gone crazy. They started to attack the core facilities of the empire. It was as if this could gain a little fame and make the Σ fleet proud of those powerful corrupted corpses soaked in the breath of death tide.

Crackling black and red electric light surged out from their souls, black corrupt smoke rose and raged in the battleship, and strange black and red two-dimensional patterns poured out along with the crystal energy gunfire. Layers of ripples hit the shield, and then...dissipated.

To be precise, these attacks dissipated together with the people and creations who launched the attacks.

There are still many fleets still insisting on fighting, many battlefields are still resisting, and some battlefields have even organized periodic counterattacks. There are still more imperial soldiers sticking to the front line, fighting bloody battles with the enemy with everything they have...

They didn't understand many things, such as why, in the face of equal death, those comrades who had fought alongside them would make meaningless defections at such a moment...perhaps, their souls? Difference in soul? But where does the difference come from?

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Under such environmental conditions, thinking cannot last long.

As long as any section of the defense line is strong enough to temporarily withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of the corrupted fleet, a terrifying blow that can drag everything into destruction will immediately come.

Counterattacks were organized time and time again, wave after wave of breakthroughs were made, but in the end they all came to nothing.

Once, a few days, or a few hours ago, the imperial fleet could still tear a clear enough gap in these corrupt clouds, but now... the artillery fire of the imperial counterattack has annihilated the corruption of most of the imperial territory. As far as the fleet is concerned, it is no different than the phosphorescence is to the dark clouds that overwhelm the city.

"The gap is too big..."

"What else can we do... This is meaningless..."

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Yes, the gap is too big.

The empire's radar arrays and enemy tracking systems have all collapsed, and the war situation centers and temporary meeting groups at the regional and imperial levels have been wiped out. The empire cannot estimate the number of Σ fleets that will attack, but considering the current It shows that their super flagships are more numerous than the imperial motherships, and the number of large ships of various levels that may be lower than the super flagships is more than the imperial drones...

If they were all gathered... I'm afraid they could really fill up the space in every empire universe to a solid state.

At this point, what's the point of resisting? The Tian District was disbanded. This command, which was once considered almost impossible to use, has begun to be filled in every thread of thinking, and its priority continues to increase as time goes by.

"There is still a chance now. I want to say that I am very happy to fight side by side with you..."

"Unfortunately, this last battle was not a happy one..."

"Yes, we may have done more in the past. Perhaps those forgotten parts can make up for the shortcomings of the present..."

"Vidoville...this guy has disappeared, and His Majesty Weisrifan has also..."

"Alas...we thought...we already had an advantage."

Ancient memories emerged from the minds of emperors and some extremely senior elders.

Millions of years ago, the Star Empire also encountered a "similar" situation and was on the verge of destruction.

But...this time, it was much more painful.

"Maybe... we had hope for this battle, but last time... we didn't expect to win at all..."

Yes, the illusory hope turns into despair, which is more heartbreaking than the despair that comes directly. Last time, Σ's fleet emerged from the thick clouds of chaos. They were few in number, in chaos, and acted disorderly. They even attacked each other - the empire's artillery fire could not get close to those decaying and powerful battleships, and it was even possible that... they I never had a direct look at what the Imperial fleet did at that time, and the battle was just done "conveniently" unconsciously...

After that, in the millions of years, everything in the empire began to improve. The empire made huge breakthroughs and harvested rich results. All of this seemed to indicate that the empire was on the right path, both in terms of technology and history— —

Then, everything shattered, just like the phantom reflected in the gorgeous crystal glass disappeared, leaving only a residue.

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"What exactly is a rallying cry? Does it work?"

"Maybe it works, I can't remember clearly..."

"What did we do wrong..."

"Goodbye...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

The words are dissipating, and rare words appear on the Internet - the words of starry humans, sighs, and - new sobs.

For these people, they no longer dare to expect a splendid culture, nor do they dare to expect a hundred flowers to bloom in thought and art, nor do they dare to expect a variety of enjoyments, nor do they dare to expect anything "easy"...

Among the star civilizations, for these people who have experienced drastic changes, there is only one or a few meanings of "civilization" left -

Powerful fleet, superb technology, impeccable defense, indestructible firepower, advance and breakthrough.

This is the culture that the empire has inherited over the past million years. Even now, it can be said that this is the empire.

The empire has reached this point and has cost too many people their blood and lives.

The impact of white matter in the Void Forge, the countless experiments and collapses of the imaginary module of the Holy Sound Praise Fortress, the debugging of the runes of truth, being thrown into the distant void by the unstable Eye of the Void and directly turning into noises...

All emperors, all decision-makers, and all commanders are personally involved in these huge projects, and many details and difficult tasks require their own hard work!

What the existential network connects is not just communication and ordinary demand connections, it is a super network that can truly connect everyone's minds and souls!

Pain and happiness, excitement and sadness...whether it's heartbreaking, sad, or high-spirited...

Everyone's emotions, everyone's thoughts, everyone's feelings and the most sincere soul fluctuations can be transmitted on this network and can be felt by everyone!

Millions of time have passed, and how many experiments have failed? How many times have there been partings between life and death? How many unknown researchers use their last will and residue as the basis to forcefully contribute their last strength to everything?

The glory that had been obtained with blood, life, soul, time and space resources, etc., was being twisted and shattered in large pieces with violent means in front of everyone. They remember how much sadness they went through in exchange for all this, how much hard work they went through, how much heartbreak they went through - success may cover up many things, but success cannot erase the pain behind it!

But now, the success has evaporated and endless pain has taken over everything.

There was nothing he could do and nothing to protect. He and the compatriots around him could only watch helplessly as the glory gained through countless blood and tears was torn into pieces bit by bit.

These roars were not heard or recorded by Σ's emblem.

In the depths of the final network, the surviving souls are completely integrated with each other, without distinction between you and me, without distinction of authority. They hugged each other tightly in this way, facing the endless space that was being torn apart by powerful attacks, the world turning blood red, and the arrival of complete death for themselves and everything around them.

Soon, the empire's network and territory were completely separated. Under the sweep of the tide, the remaining lights on the isolated islands were directly extinguished in the bottomless abyss.

The mad catastrophe sweeps over everything and overthrows all possible resistance - it is not resisted, not even thwarted. The previous stalemate no longer existed, as if these corpses from the depths of the void had never really shown their fangs before.

However, this may be more in line with the "actual situation".

After all, the background between the two is too different...

The frenzy of chaos and corruption submerged everything. Some words and some thoughts may not have a chance to be said now. Some experiences and some memories no longer need to be concealed.

Among the trembling ripples, a faint fold line spanned the incomplete world, taking away the seeds of life and the main force that could continue the story as quickly as possible.

In the chaotic storm composed of wreckage and order fields, there is a real quiet zone deep in the depths of countless pieces of order fields that are either stuck together or in a divided state, and the wide-area fusion field of order correction that is enough to temporarily "inert the void".

Inside the dim light film glowing with faint blood, twelve huge flying wings were arranged in four neat triangular formations. In this empty and vast quiet area protected by the attack map separation layer, they weave a regular and absolute concept of order. Four groups of triangular formations are located at the vertices of a huge and regular tetrahedron with a demarcated point as the body center.

Each vertex visually looks like it is copied from other vertices. In the dark and quiet space, the black-red patterns and the blood-red Σ Giant Eye emblem on the battleship's self-consistent armor looked particularly dazzling.

This is the "brain" of this huge but chaotic team, the former discrete capital of Σ, a link in one of the snapshot carrying systems of civilization, and the top battle formation of the former civilization.

A true flagship team for a decisive battle.

It’s hard to imagine how these beings that have been decaying for millions of years were stimulated to use their constantly twitching bottom-level control reactions to forcibly form such a matrix. What did they all know, so that they could learn from the corruption? Such a huge team was raised in the void wasteland.

But there are some things that are even more unpredictable - will they just disappear? Or will it continue to survive? How much of the future can they turn into the present and the past?

It's just that no one here cares about this.

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Everything around is returning to silence.

The noisy roar has all disappeared, and in the part that can be scanned, there is no high-prominence information collection that can continue to circulate and enrich. In other words - there are no more new targets.

The order correction wide-area fusion field is stirring everything around it, and they are more suitable to exist and expand in the void. They are continuing to expand, and at the same time, they are further demanding more power from the void.

Under a series of decay disturbances that are exactly the same as the Genesis model, but whose actual manifestations are quite different, the order correction wide-area fusion field is slowly evaporating and "merging" outwards.

With each point of expansion and annexation, the decisive battle flagship team will be able to understand more and more whether the threat to this area that hinders their progress has been eliminated. From the vague whispers transmitted back from countless lower nodes, the "brain" made a judgment: This branch Everything seems to be... relatively complete——?

In a daze, a strange smell that makes these rotten underlying nerves feel nauseated spreads from the surrounding chaos, hmm...it seems to come from oneself?

The displeasure of the "brain" quickly affected the depths of the entire nearly integrated order correction wide-area fusion field. Soon, they "discovered" the "source" of the corrupt smell:

Those scattered world fragments and large masses of world debris that have not completely disintegrated left too many unstable reactions...

It seems that after the wreckage of the world was damaged and information began to be lost, the wreckage of the world began to twitch, and the "contents" inside seemed to leak too much... The unstable environment lost its ability to suppress the pollution of the chaotic sea, and the instability The disturbances continued to amplify the impact, and eventually inspired the polluted wreckage to form... the outlet of the chaotic sea.

The resonance caused by the numerous remaining high-energy reactions caused these gates that exhaled the smell of corruption to appear in large quantities in various forms among these large and small wreckage.

"..."

This is not okay.

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Some kind of stimulation from the soul and concept is urging myself to destroy everything and achieve close to 100%.

You can't stay too long, but the surrounding structure is so broken. You have to do it, you have to do it, but now...how to do it? How to do it? How to do it? ?

During the struggle, a glimmer of "inspiration" flashed through.

The decisive battle flagship team aimed its "muzzle" at the huge but boring target that the order correction wide-area fusion field had not been able to wrap up.

If you detonate it... it will be enough to clean up everything around you.

Once again, the vortex sky unfolded from chaos, and black lightning wandered on it. The spread of each cluster of lightning would increase countless information base stable points. They existed abruptly in the rotating cloud curtain, like a starry sky. of negative film.

The "gaze" between the super flagship and various motherships, which was larger than the number of stars, was once again activated. Countless virtual information projections raised the core information concentration to an unimaginable level.

At the core of the "brain", the "ammunition" composed of new information modules has been loaded. The endless information fluctuations in the vast peripheral ocean operate according to the non-existent boundary that trembles in nothingness as the bottom line. They have accumulated enough "stimulating trends" for the next wave of directional information.

The target's shell is very thick, and even if you find vulnerabilities in it, conventional attacks will hardly have any significant effect. In order to achieve the expected effect, in order to completely detonate it, the decisive battle flagship team used all its strength.

The blood-red beam of light crossed the chasm in the sky, tearing open the order field that was so thick that it was almost tangible, and inspired a ripple on the surface of the star that had lost its vitality that made the entire blazing sun begin to tremble violently.

The blazing sun began to expand slightly, but some kind of huge reverse resistance showed up instantly. The invisible trend was struggling to pull the outer shell that was about to be peeled off, and pulled this layer of star corona that had become sticky to the need. The core that is constantly purified and neutralized——

The shell squeezes the core and the steady state is broken down.

Fountains of flames burst out violently from the broken shell, and huge amounts of extraordinary information spurted out directly from the wounds that had reached the heart of the star without any time to be inertized, together with the out-of-control outer star structure. Blow into the void.

The serious lack of underlying materials temporarily weakens the overall operation of reverse expansion and stable interweaving mapping. The outer shell began to collapse further into the core, and deep in the core, the chaotic sea giant gate was subject to a large number of unstable disturbances, infinitely amplifying the distortion points in these unstable factors that could lead to destruction and destruction.

The shell was torn open, the convection was blown away, and in the void, an unimaginable wave of void information spread in all directions violently erupted. The light of the supernova pierced the layers of debris surrounding it and blew them away. The foundation, blown to the distant depths.

The explosion even peeled off a considerable part of the order correction wide-area fusion field, and annihilated countless fringe fleets in the blazing flames within the time that could not be written.

It doesn't matter.

Civilized orders must be obeyed.

The "brain" began to coordinate his team. There are countless such branches on this side of the void, and among those branches, there is more than one such "target" on the path.

The storm began to turn, leaving behind burning messes all over the ground. This storm...perhaps since its birth, has never been blocked by anything.

Ανυπρχείκποίαικαντητα——

Ενυπρχειενργεια——

? !

As the storm moved slowly, a little inconspicuous reaction was captured by an "eye of the storm" preparing to evacuate.

The extremely familiar feeling brought this violent but weak eye of the storm to a standstill.

The final time is not short, but it is not too long either. It’s just that the events and information in it must go through such complex and terrifying arrangements and combinations, and what kind of structure they must form, before they can be embedded in the theoretical world. In the scale passed by the reincarnation of the world?

The most powerful core of civilization no longer knows what it has accomplished in the past, nor does it know what these things have projected outward.

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The bottom order came again.

Civilized instructions cannot be violated.

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Civilized instructions cannot be violated.

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Civilized instructions cannot be violated.

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A shot of Doom – Creation hits the blazing sun.

Compared with the torrent of destruction at the flagship level of the decisive battle launched by the entire fleet, countless battleships, countless power sources and countless iterations of virtual information projections, this Doomsday-Creation appears to be very weak. Some of it was even directly destroyed by violent stars. The wind blew away.

After a moment of silence, the only resistance in the storm disappeared.

The wings of destruction that covered the sky have left, but... the sky now may not be clear anymore...

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"Asshole! What have you done! You broke your promise, violated the laws of the empire, and failed everyone's expectations!!"

On the vast and rugged land that seemed to be made of metal, the trembling figures were frantically venting their anger against the pale golden chaotic "sky". This place was shrouded in grief, anger, violence, ferocity and hatred. Although they all still have human bodies, no one's rationality and calmness can be sensed from within.

It is as if there is an invisible demon that has invaded all minds from outside existence, turning all the sensibilities and emotions that have become almost empty into nothing but heart-breaking, inhumane screams...

Many bright chains extended from their hands, tightly entangled with the body in the dusky sky. Under the continuous squeeze of these chains, the locked body is becoming more and more ferocious and twisted.

If the person staying inside was an ancient star person, even if all his bones and internal organs were made of neutron star materials, they would have been completely crushed into a pulp.

"What have you done! The country you almost built with your own hands was destroyed in front of everyone, but you -"

Flames, storms and lightning wrapped around the prison composed of countless chains. They frantically licked, tore and beat the seemingly lifeless body. All that could be read from these phenomena was Sadness, and the overwhelming anger after extreme sadness.

Yes, for Woodster Vidoville, everyone just wants to vent their anger.

Everyone is like this. Even if they are not involved, they don't mind casting their most sinister and malicious eyes on the emperor who is no longer the same as themselves - even Zhai Cahir's eyes have always been able to see the truth and will He left all the pressure and problems to himself, and revealed his success and somewhat arrogant self-confidence to the eyes of everyone in the empire, with a coldness at the same time.

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"...If you could just recall the differences between us, I think you wouldn't be making trouble here."

The voice of plain to cold words came from the chain prison, completely dispelling everything around the prison.

"What can I do in the face of an absolutely invincible enemy?"

In the depthless light golden sky, under a few familiar shadows, countless vast projection screens opened instantly. On those screens, countless crazy beating parameters and curves were displayed, as well as sections even if they unfolded in this form. , but it’s still a picture that touches the soul.

In the picture, facing the powerful Doomsday-Genesis and endless information annihilation missiles, and perhaps direct attacks from various attacks including Crescent Rays, the first-level defense of the decisive battle flagship functional branch did not last long before it was destroyed. , and in the subsequent fluctuations, those blood-red light beams that were enough to trigger a chain reaction between the world's veins just passed by, and the thick self-consistent law armor of the Arcane Throne and the Void Matrix would glow.

"Even if I'm stuck there, colliding head-on with the decisive battle flagship and all this, what can I do?" Victorville's words were so cold that it was suffocating:

"Even if I try my best, how many times can I resist such attacks? Once? Twice? Even if I pull up all the fleets and equipment, how many times can I resist? However, how many times have they launched Doomsday-Genesis? ??”

"Thousands and thousands! That's just the surface!!"

Vidoville raised his head slightly, completely ignoring his body that was about to be broken into pieces. At the end of his gaze, those entities that cast familiar shadows were all creations of the empire, ranging from shield maintenance robots to void forges, barrier-level core flagships, and even the Fortress of Praise of the Holy Sound. In the sky It's like opening an exhibition hall, displaying all the details in the empire's technology tree...

However, the number of the same kind of creation... does not exceed five at most.

"I only have so much ability to leave these samples. If I stay for even a moment longer and the traces become more obvious, I will be completely hit by Doomsday-Creation!"

"You - you abandoned -"

"Our network still exists here. I know how you feel. I know how Lil felt at the last moment. I also know that I am facing all this happening in front of me, but I can't help it!!"

Vidoville didn't care about the actions of those imperial commanders and emperors venting their anger on him. In his heart, everything was closing.

"Is this what I want? Do you know what I was thinking when I saw those unprecedented disturbances erupting, when my defenses were torn apart by attacks from directions I had never seen before?!"

"We want to be reasonable and have a stable reality, but reality has never been unreasonable! It's not like you haven't seen the doomsday and the end! It is such a thing! It can tear all principles into pieces, and it can Such a thing that destroys the foundation!"

"Fighting to the death is to fight for resources and hope for those who can survive! There are people and things behind us that need to be protected!"

"But now...what else is behind us?!"

"Only these samples! From now on, we-"

"With everything like this, such a reality, why are you still nagging?!" Eskett finally couldn't hold it back any longer. This person who has been accompanied by his own strangeness since everything broke out in the past expressed his exaggerated and grotesque expression. In this way, Victorville's twisted body was torn out from the layers of chains. "Now, what else are you going to do? Create another group of compatriots, and then let this disgusting and fucking reality drown them all. ?”

"No matter what reality is, it is reality. We cannot turn it into a dream. We can only accept it. No matter how absurd it is, and no matter how distorted and absurd we will become, until we have the ability to change everything, We have no choice. To understand why we have feelings, to understand what we are essentially..."

"This is what we have to face, you don't have many options." Vidoville glanced at the hand stuck on his throat, and then at the metal ground under his feet——

Both of the technical extreme deduction modules are included.

"If you don't want to live, you can die. Dead people can't do anything, dead people don't feel sad, don't struggle, don't suffer, and can't speak. You, and you, you can join in at any time if you want That number is based on full load!!”

"Well, hehe, hehe - yes, if you die, it will be over. If you die, everything will be over - ha, ha, ha..."

Hearing this, Eskett's arms lost strength, his body shook twice, and then fell to the ground weakly. This movement seemed to have a tendency to spread - Calost, Cavinriel... one by one. "lost" "power".

"Why is this happening..."

…

Crying, even wailing——

Sounds that had not appeared in my memory for hundreds of millions of years echoed under the dim sky without depth.

Deep in the unstable remnant layer of the blazing sun, two shadows were pulling away all traces of themselves from the void. After barely saving the empire's only remaining basic sample at the last moment, Vidoville immediately drove the flagship into the core of the sun and turned the effectiveness of the "borderline" system to the extreme. At this moment, the overall flagship system is infinitely close to a real "information black body".

The death tide and the blazing solar wind have formed a storm. Under their combined stranglehold, the debris scattered around will soon be shattered into pieces of noise and dust, and then swept away by the void.

In the silence, everything seemed to be back to the starting point——

Before life was born.

——The Year of the Ascension is completed——