Star Empire

"...Large-scale world shift? What about coverage?"

Within a moment of hesitation, countless alarms exploded from his mind, the number of which was so large that Victorville could not accept it for a while.

Why are there so many high-danger signals in the void? !

However, before these sudden signals whistled for long, countless invisible long whips that kept "flashing" in the void suddenly whipped up.

"——Damn it!"

The virtual point jump was triggered in time, and Vidoville was not directly knocked unconscious by these whips, but...

Even the perception of the general flagship did not make the early warning come faster... Are those worlds trying their best to suppress their existence to become difficult to detect? Or...are they flying too fast?

As the various void scanning information waves he released continued to spread, more situations came into Vidoville's sight:

The long whip, my first feeling, actually corresponds to a certain trend. The clusters of worlds that are constantly jumping in the void are full of terrifying breaks and defects. But even so, in his field of vision, those huge branches... even the smallest ones, I am afraid they contain enough content to split the empire that has not yet returned home...

Vidoville is sure that these huge, broken whips woven from the world are undoubtedly a huge threat.

However, these world structures... they seem to be branches of some more transcendent super-large-scale structure - like a certain "fluff" on the Laniakea supercluster of all ages.

"All escort fleets will immediately proceed to the preset border defense coordinates as scheduled..."

The inexplicable sense of familiarity and déjà vu kept swirling in the depths of Victorville's heart——

In the broken memories that have been intermittent, there are many scenes like this: a short period of peace, or civilization is preparing to move on the right track after many obstacles. When moving to a higher level, something will appear in the void, coercing A huge, unstoppable devastation swept through the entire civilization, reducing everything to nothing in a time short enough to induce insanity and cognitive fragmentation. In a day, the heavenly home that was still glorious a moment ago was reduced to ashes. .

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The gurgling flow of platinum information crosses the closed-loop blockade channel, and is pumped into the light "crystal" spiers that stand upward in the order of a huge equitriangular body in a way that is best known as "crossing" or "jump transfer" from the perspective of ordinary creatures. In the midst of the flash of platinum electric light, the double-yoke analysis of the target coordinates has been completed. The blazing white jet penetrates the giant eye and disappears on the other side of the giant eye——

They are above the virtual point channel, crossing the long void coordinates in an instant, and slamming into the broken worlds that make up the long whip of decay with the attitude of arriving as soon as they are launched.

The spears of light briefly rose from the sea of ​​order, and the deep and hollow sea was bent and twisted after a brief silence. The fiery tearing spear, after a brief moment of invisibility, spans the invisible separation between order and nothingness.

They rise from the darkness and face the overwhelming structure. They combine into a never-ending meteor shower. They combine into an invisible lens that seems to be able to aggregate all the power and will of the empire, focusing and guiding unimaginable will. and power, shining them towards sin and darkness...

They can only illuminate part of it, and in such an overwhelming super-conceptual battlefield, even if the attack is projected through a virtual point path, the safety of facilities and buildings may not be guaranteed——

The empire has conducted many deductions and demonstrations. Although it is still not completely clear what principles and even what ideas and requirements Σ's countless systems operate on, the empire knows that Σ's technology is absolutely beyond imagination. .

After a few, or even one, attack, the attack path becomes reversible.

All interaction channels of the puppet are fully activated. Some of them drove countless cold and solid battleships out of the fortress and out of the world barrier. They deployed all their protective measures in sequence according to the preset highest-level operating mode. Countless nodes were connected to each other, creating a path in the void. A shining fortress of splendor.

And there are countless more of them, relying on the huge infrastructure array behind them that have been replaced by extraordinary materials that have spanned the world's galaxies and the vast sky, and continuously pour all kinds of powerful fire support and field support into the void.

In the frenzied counterattacks of the huge empire's soulless fleet, countless "World Whips" were shattered, and the fragments were ignited. They burned and fell, turning into spectacular bolide showers——

They collided with various debris left by the empire in the void, and were annihilated, leaving behind a series of chaotic ripples that overlapped each other.

No matter how intensive the defensive firepower is, no matter how solid the defense facilities are, they are still powerless in the face of endless tide-like attacks from equal or even higher-level enemies - just like the giant beast overturning the ship in the ancient legends of some civilizations. These giant "whips" eventually swung down and penetrated or shattered their blockers. These magnificent information fluctuations born from the annihilation of the world after being highly shaped and reinforced seem to ring countless yellow bells in the void, and among the echoing death knells, crescent rays and dense information appear occasionally. The annihilation missile cluster adds another fire to this feast of destruction.

The apocalypse can also be channeled, transformed into a source of force that forces a directional shift in information.

Many abrupt worlds were created, annihilated, absorbed and then strengthened in the aftermath of the doomsday, eventually turning into irreparable gaps and holes in another wall - the field kill ships on both sides are absorbing the meaning contained in the apocalypse and creation. , which can cause resonance and strong resonance of the opponent's various virtual information protection structures and field structure equations, and then enhance them countless times and throw them at the opponent...

If the battle situation in the past was a metaphysical duel between spires, ranks and illusory concepts, now...perhaps if you look at one node or a small part of it alone, the battlefield can be understood and accepted, and return to real information. The deducible scope, but such an extremely large scale and unimaginable depth of the battlefield itself... has begun to exceed the limits of rational cognition in the understanding of the imperial civilization.

...It's like, in the past, two mathematical rate cores located on the planet attacked and defended each other, adding and deleting all the opponent's constants; now... both sides are taking turns in the galaxy, smashing the opponent's head in with all their strength...

The battlefield that can also be identified and observed by relying on light, shadow and changes... has actually always existed, but a long time ago, the target of "observation" has been locked in the activation phenomenon of certain extreme weapons, and the emergence of irreversible rifts in the world. Waiting for information points with extremely high recognition.

What intervenes or even controls the entire battlefield... is actually countless equations, operators, groups, matrices, curves, color twisters and countless lattices that can correspond to all details of reality. They are distributed among countless ships. Internally, and connected through the Imperial Network...

Only in this way can the people of the Empire understand what kind of existence they are facing; and only in this way can the fleet and puppets understand what they may need to do in the blink of an eye, as time passes, or even in the distant future. What, what changes do you need to make?

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"...how on earth did we survive?"

"Whether it's quality or quantity, I'm afraid we couldn't compare even half a cent..."

"In the pre-imperial period, perhaps they were really unable to fend off themselves or even control themselves. But at that time... the impact we could have and the attention we could attract might be so weak that it was not as good as within their territory. A doomsday can have a greater impact, and perhaps this can be one of the conjectures that we can get through..."

"But this cannot explain the possible impact of the decisive battle flagship - Vidoville has long admitted that his endless leap power furnace now has an output upper limit! It is now clear that the direct factors that restrict the output upper limit include the host's assignment ability, but The most fundamental factors are level and thinking! It’s whether you can think of how to use it!”

"Many times, we are unable to use the endless resources in the endless leap power furnace. This is not because the endless leap power source is useless, nor is it because it is narrow, but - we simply can't think of how to use it! We simply can't imagine that there is such a thing in reality. Which models can correspond to that, and how can we connect them!"

"If we can directly divert the flow and directly bombard the primordial origin in the probabilistic lightning cluster theory with a super-large-scale torrent of primary information at full strength, we may also be able to directly create such a huge and more complete void filamentary world fiber structure in the void. !”

"So - if the decisive battle flagship really wants to kill us, it may have millions or hundreds of billions of ways to do it, from physical bombing to metaphysical annihilation of rules... They should essentially be able to do everything! We are always facing a powerful, almost omnipotent prophet! We can only guess the golden pole and golden hoe!"

"We should be grateful for survival, and this is enough - why are we still alive!!"

"You call this living? Look at how many things with souls are around you and me, and then come up with your thoughts - yes, you are right about the decisive battle with the flagship, but don't forget, not everyone Everyone can see their real-time status clearly, and no one can interpret their actual status at all times! Even my eyes and the probability collapse field can't see the edge!"

"We have seen the power of decisive battle flagships, but this does not mean that they must exert such power all the time! Throw you into the Gate of Death Tide and soak for ten thousand years. Can you say that you can count 1 +1 I respect your reason and tenacity! You don’t have to always apply things after the fact! Everything has happened before!”

"No... the gap is still huge - not active but passive... and many issues... span hundreds of thousands of years. I'm afraid many issues, whether coincidence or necessity, are difficult to define - They may even be in the cracks."

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Faced with countless world whips that smashed down on their heads and faces, the imperial fleet was exhausted. Countless losses occurred as a result of the scratches between these giant information bodies. Each of the aftermaths represented could be calculated in the tens of millions. The aircraft carrier, and perhaps even the loss of multiple fleet block structures...

The solid imperial fortress world and even the Sacred Music Praise Fortress Matrix cannot escape the collision and rolling of these "stars" going crazy in the void.

Part of the violent information fluctuations of the world's annihilation spread in the void, while part of it became the object of competition for the kill ships of both sides, as well as the "light" that flashed in the middle of the void.

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"The decisive battle flagship...is indeed very noteworthy..."

"...I admit, it is indeed the case..."

"The results of the joint polymorphic analysis show that the basic attributes and actual effective levels of the decisive battle flagship are still at the highest level. The only unit that can completely and completely erase the existence of the target is the decisive battle flagship team... the timeline is misplaced and fragmented. The effect and level are indeed extraordinary, but..."

"The effect is not enough, and maybe the level of representation is not enough, but why do we need a decisive battle flagship? Why do we need something more complicated??"

"We can distort the constants of the world and modify the basic laws, but only the devices themselves... they cannot compare with the power of some of the ancient bombs we have used - if we just talk about the destructive power we need, the latter will be at a certain level It is far better than the former within the range..."

"...The decisive battle flagship is not a pure weapon, but the effectiveness of the equipment it carries...is enough to make it the most powerful weapon..."

"The level, scope, effective weight, violence or not... all need to be considered."

"In fact, we can find that the loopholes and gaps between the whips of these worlds are the same as the "dark void" we once came into contact with. They are indeed empty and huge, but we were not capable enough at that time..."

"Is it because I don't have enough ability, or... I don't dare to do it either?" Among the few visible souls, Zhai Cahir's words became sharp - "This hugeness does not correspond to its order of magnitude and total description."

"Opening our horizons can help us understand many things and become more capable of doing many things..."

The words seemed to be drowned out directly.

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"We all know what each other is thinking, and that's not important."

"If that day does come...if the results are irreversible, if we cannot resist...then accept it."

"Whether there is room for it...the ideas and practices will really be very different..."

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In the void, giant claws formed by countless huge and broken world structures are quickly and tightly grasping the immature remains of the entire empire.

This huge structure can swallow up the territory of far more than one empire - countless worlds far away may have just begun to take action, but this side has spent tens of thousands of years in a tug-of-war.

Time is becoming meaningless, and thousands of articles will always drown everything - time describes the changing trend and evolution speed of information, if everything is nearly constant enough to be considered a cycle...

So is there any reason not to think that time is really locked in a trembling ring?

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"The level of intrusion is too high. We have allowed a large number of worlds to cross our defense lines, but... we do not have enough numbers to deal with them..."

"...We must be more vigilant and start implementing crisis plans..."

"Start dismantling the existing joint structure and transfer key nodes!"

"The fleet's strikers are gathering...the highest priority area has been calibrated!"

"... Damn it, we can't stop such a large number of invasions... order all equipment and facilities in the expected disturbance area to prepare for impact - we are allowed to temporarily not accept orders from other than the Star Emperor!!"

The Eye of True Sight, Evolutionary Calculation and all crystal energy controllers simultaneously issued trend danger warnings.

Countless world whips thrown from the void have penetrated deeply into the interior of the empire's territory, like strangling prey with traps.

Countless pieces of flesh and blood and floating mist represent that the resistance is failing.

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"Information aggregation phenomenon detected - world annihilation! Those wreckage worlds, they are going to trigger cluster annihilation of super-large world structures!! They are going to detonate themselves!!!"

"All field life and field protection systems shrink! The real shield expands to the limit!"

"If you can survive... Closely monitor the field's lethal high-energy response!!"

"Cavenriel, Icarim, you guys immediately—"

"——!!"

In the void, a series of magnificent chain reactions of unprecedented scale instantly shook the entire "land" that was originally peaceful.

Countless poisonous thorns that had been wedged deeply into the body of the empire, even reaching the core, violently erupted, carrying the torrent of information and the unimaginable tide of death. The fragments of the world were being annihilated by the void while constantly spewing out traces of unknown sources. After a large number of corrupted jets and debris contaminated by high concentrations of death tide are catalyzed by the unstable information environment, they will be further "stimulated" and tear out absolutely standard circular holes in the world or the void. Black and red patterns will appear from The hole is released, and before the end of the world comes, all the glory is stamped with layers of corruption.

Even the thick fog that had enveloped the blazing sun was partially torn apart under the whipping. To this day, the recovery reaction of the wreckage there has not stopped. For many millions of years, that thick cloud has been expanding. ,Can……

The black-red door flashed in the darkness, and many inexplicable lights and shadows and noisy fluctuations flashed by. The dense fog seemed to have consciousness awakening and then dissipating... Do they correspond to some metaphysical existence?

The world is annihilated...

It may destroy many things, but it may also create something.

For example... countless splashing poisonous droplets, and Σ battleships that were not directly destroyed by the doomsday explosion... they will use the huge disturbance caused by the destruction to add a new force of unknown direction to the destruction and destruction.

Countless unknown residues have shattered more world barriers. Even the reinforced structures with life and the completely extraordinary Great Space Wall, many strange fragments can penetrate every line of defense, leaving countless worlds riddled with holes. .

What's even worse is that the occasional flash of light... flashes crazily in the golden river of light above the abyss. The black-red light is like the eyes of a devil. Every blink represents an occurrence. A big explosion at the level of extensive real information is sounded, followed by a series of chain destruction and diffusion reactions - they are all "shocked to death" by the aftermath of the explosion source.

The already seemingly absurd showdown between the two killing ships was becoming intense at this moment.

The span of the empire's territory continues to expand driven by crazy factors. Even with the extremely terrible loss rate and irreversible natural damage rate, not long ago, the frequency of what can be regarded as an orderly world in the empire's territory has exceeded the previous extreme. Sheng level - however, this is just a drop in the bucket for the part of the empire that the giant hand in the void grasps.

When this event that lasted for thousands of years swept through the empire as if it were coming to some kind of final conclusion, destruction once again shook the very foundation of the empire's existence. After destruction, the void will always heal everything. However, those residual fluctuations that were constantly stirring the reality of order deep in the ruins of the empire began to be recorded, captured, and corresponded to similar disturbances that were still spreading and approaching in the distance...

"They are... one body!!"

"The third-perspective inspection of the final information hub network with the highest accuracy... has confirmed... that the end of the world in the same quadrant far away area did not capture the same characteristic fluctuations..."

"Perhaps, this is the stability limit of the fiber structure in a single quadrant in the void..."

but……

"How do we... need to describe them, and...??"

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"Is there anything you want to summarize?"

"Vidoville? Is that you talking?"

"yes"

"Is there anything else that needs to be summarized? Isn't the matter very simple?" The hurried words were full of pertinence. It might be Zhai Cahir or other life forms who responded.

“We were attacked by a bunch of worlds, by a bunch of worlds, by countless huge world structures made up of worlds, acting in unison, they attacked us, and then exploded in our new industrial system, We suffered heavy losses, but this was not a war of annihilation because the empire no longer exists.”

"very familiar……"

"Yeah, I'm tired of it, or I'm used to it..."

"We should think about whether we can still make such progress...another old friend has left us, alas...they have also become us...Tsk, I really don't know whether I should say that the existence over there is in this contradiction. In reality, this is considered lucky..."

"There are still a few old friends whose souls have been seriously injured... they may be able to recover, but we should also think of ways and do something..."

Faced with these sad discussions, Vidoville wanted to say something, but after trying for a long time, he found that he could not say anything.

For a civilization, is it better to desperately find a way to survive, or to end it cleanly when faced with a disaster that it cannot withstand?

It's hard to say.

But one thing can be said clearly: I am afraid that what I have done has really made me unworthy of the position I am in. But now, who can take this seat?

Wait

Vidoville felt that he seemed to be vaguely aware that something was wrong, but the spark of inspiration did not burst out in the end.

The place needed to be rebuilt, and he had a lot to do.

The problem he ignored was actually very simple: here, there are only twenty in total in this void area? Fifteen? Still thirty soulful beings. However, why even so, these dozens of individuals can't even tell who is talking to them?

The soul is being diluted.