Star Empire

Up and down the sky, the bells ring melodiously.

Everything now... I'm afraid it's not something "I" can handle.

All the production lines in the rear and all the wartime factories in the front that can still be used are still manufacturing countless units in batches. They will be continuously sent to the front line of the battlefield to provide support for all operations.

This melodious and strange bell will not only kill yourself, your enemies, but also the continent that released all this. Everything on the continent and the bell itself are also slowly declining and collapsing in this inexplicable atmosphere. Perhaps to some extent Different, but it will only be a matter of time.

Invisible fluctuations and influences enveloped Jiutian, which made the overall protection level of the continent itself seem to be temporarily weakened. The "light walls" no longer seem to be hidden in the invisible and imperceptible form. They begin to show their actual appearance. There are ripples covering the exposed white light film, but these ripples do not affect the effect of the light film. They remain indestructible.

It seems that the top protective layer that should be "unquestionable" will not be directly affected by this for the time being, but the mainland itself has not been exempted from the tolling of the death knell.

If this is the case, it is most likely because the mainland itself is too large, which determines that it cannot use the highest-level self-consistent law armor that is completely equivalent to the decisive battle flagship level. And if "low-grade" materials are used, even after sufficient reinforcement, the innate differences cannot be fully compensated. From this point of view, the material level used to build the continent may be at roughly the same technical level as the empire?

In the invisible space, loopholes began to appear. They were not loopholes caused by broken shields in the conventional sense. They were some obscure and narrow mapping paths - strange to say, when everything is information and everything can be manipulated , "controllable" and "thinking" themselves will actually be expanded, or just move towards the future, or they may directly go back to the origin...

In the center of the giant tower, above the floating ring, the brightness of the stars began to increase. Countless super battleships and various facilities in the endless continent below looked at each other, forming a formation where each other could see through history, see through stories and details, and clearly see technology, laws, and regulations. Fundamentals of theory and mystery of chaos.

The eyes all over it saw more and more details, and the stable points of information baselines trembled and split into iterations. They continued to supplement the exposed loopholes with the large amount of information generated by their own iterations. The star was lit up, and the blood-red halo was released, sweeping across everything in space. It bypassed the barrier that blocked the attacks of the outer stars, just like crossing a layer of shadow.

The blood-red light swept across, and many star clusters were obscured and then fell. They were cut straight down the middle, leaving only marginal, unworthy debris among the remains.

Deep in the distant territory of the empire, some ancient or young equipment has stagnated. They have "forgotten" what they have done and what they should do. Empty records show they were never activated.

A slight lag briefly enveloped the devices and the stars between them. The slow mist quickly dissipated, revealing an unusually rare oldness and antiquity. Whether it was from the perspective of the equipment itself, or from their "representation" and "soul", they themselves seemed to have become decrepit.

Countless missiles were dropped from the ship. They activated almost all engines the moment they activated the mathematical rate key and passed through the ship's own protection system. They continued to follow evolutionary judgments and bypassed dangerous path nodes again and again. , they crossed the void area that was no longer far away, broke into the order field over the continent and exploded. Their explosions had no effect. They could not point themselves to any target. All they could do was light up individual pixels. twinkling stars.

Powerful joint firepower was projected by the fleet. They aimed at the target, bypassing nodes one after another, crossing the loopholes in the mapping split layer, and flying towards various facilities on the mainland. The space here is so viscous, and the path here is so full of difficulties and obstacles, that the space here is like layers of one-way membranes, only allowing information to flow out in one direction, and almost preventing any information from flowing out in other directions. Inflow if necessary.

Compared with the rising information annihilation missiles and countless dark lights and shadows, these bright attacks that are looking for holes in the protective layer and are constantly inward across space seem to be stretched sharply every frame. Slow motion image.

There were some joint attacks condensed by white matter, crystal energy, arcana, and various abstracted concepts and laws that broke through the layer of mapping fragmentation that had been eroded by the bells to the point of decay.

They burned through the space above the Quadrant Continent, burning through all the obstacles and defensive attributes in the space. They hit the continent - perhaps a pyramid, perhaps a canyon outlined by hard lines, or an unattached The dome of the facility array, or the veins of vitality, life, and endless resources flowing somewhere on the earth.

The torrent broke holes everywhere in the condensed shell, and the information that could continuously "promote" changes in everything was funneled into the interior of those giant facilities.

They are given instructions - to promote the demarcation of the target itself and all the surrounding information, disintegrate its original rules and attributes and not create new mapping and connection rules.

The dark dome was shattered, and the smooth and solid shell of the pyramid ejected countless fragments and scattered energy. They pulled the information base stable point branches floating in the sky and caused them to collapse downward. The magnificent endless branch tree Collapsed from the sky, they continued to fall toward the continent itself and began to disappear, as if triggering a world-wide meteor shower of black meteors.

It wasn't until this scene happened that some fragments of knowledge and records of understanding hidden in the past were slowly revived - those huge unknown pyramids and dark vaults, they themselves may be the same as the empire's world branch Zenith, Σ overlaying The dark zenith on the branches of the world is a giant facility of the same level and ability.

But now they are destroyed by the directional starlight released from the stars outside the sky - each fleet here is not a scattered small fleet used to deal with the details of the stars in the world, but a real fleet. , a "nation-destroying fleet" that can fight large-scale offensives with the highest degree of destructive power and will at the level of the branches of the world!

Confidence seems to be somewhat revived. In the void, the bright Eyes of the Void above countless holy chants were aimed at the beacon that lit up instantly at the border of the empire. A large number of blazing white spears were condensed and projected out. They briefly jumped out of the existence attribute level of the void. , entering a pipeline that seemed to be moving in the shadows, and the other end of the pipeline was quickly aimed at the target - the double-yoke imaginary numbers attracted each other, fell from the thin gap between void and order, and reached the final target. The location opens a portal within the entity.

Brilliant white light poured out from the door, and they burst apart as soon as they entered the order environment. They "caught" many information structures in the real order before being completely exiled, and the next moment, they were pushed by the power from the entire order. Squeezing and repelling, they themselves and all the information "caught" by them were exiled to the infinite true void in an instant.

Here's the benefit of imaginary number attacks - see, when they actually work themselves, it's like sliding between the cracks of order and void. This determines that they seem to be able to fall into the ordered environment from a place that is "higher" than any world itself. Such a fall is very much like starting from a high dimension and intervening in a low dimension, but there are more symbolic attributes here. and the self-consistent structure of the information itself has an impact on

The massive attack destroyed some facilities on the continent. The massive destruction disturbed the large-scale filamentous fiber structure formed by the floating functional light spots of the building and the increasingly extinguishing rune emblems, shaking some information benchmarks. The foundation of the network’s existence.

These damages were quickly fed back to the continent itself. Judging from the visible changes, the red star that was jointly supported by the decisive battle flagship team and the continent itself suddenly pulled out another type of operating mode - a black-red, glowing with infinity Stripping away from the surface of the star in countless layers of sickening breath and patterned translucent light, it ignores other apocalyptic-creation attacks that are still attacking unwelcome extraterrestrial beings, and it just keeps spreading, spreading to the ends of the continent. , at that moment, standing upright at the end of the continent.

At that stage, all external attacks that broke into the protection system through loopholes and began to attack the interior of this magnificent continent seemed to be swallowed up by this barrier.

The huge amount of information and fuzzy mapping operation are enough to ensure that as long as a fuzzy expectation basis is given on an overall controllable basis, the evolutionary algorithms contained within them will automatically compile countless possibilities. There will always be patterns in attacks, and there will always be some trends of their own - in the first quadrant, there will be some "currents" on many planets, and if current is used to attack, then a sufficiently clever insulator can resist other attacks. The same is true. Selecting a few from them is enough to target most possibilities.

This is very strange. In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will find that there are many parts and details that are worth thinking about, worth discussing, worth re-examining, and worth re-understanding.

In the universe, in the world of order, doing many things often has fixed results, which is a manifestation of isotropic uniformity. The emergence and stability of large-scale filamentous fiber structures ensure that this "relatively fixed" result can appear inside the universe. Everywhere. Most of the time, when intelligent creatures live in and transform the world, they do not need to calculate all the details or consider all possibilities. They only need to do what they can do and understand at hand, and the rest In part, the natural laws of the world can make up for all the overlooked details.

If you just want to move a stone, you only need to apply an appropriate and appropriate force to it. Most of the time, moving this stone does not require considering the interaction between each basic particle inside it, the possible gravitational changes, possible quantum tunneling, and the physical properties of the stone itself. Definition, material of the stone, and possible life and death of the stone.

They change too, but under ordinary circumstances they are not worthy of consideration, nor are they valuable enough to affect the stability of reality and goals. Because most of the time, the inherent laws of the ordered world make up for all the parts that have not been thought about during operation. When thinking itself is thinking about the surface, its corresponding inner depths have been made up and integrated by the corresponding parts of thinking.

Normally, they may not be worth thinking about, but when everything becomes information, everything is countless information clusters and information primitives emerging from the void and gathering together with the trembling of the probability of creation. , after they interact with each other and gradually ascend to a large and stable structure, what changes will happen if we consider the possible interactions among them?

When the essence of everything expands to the basic information elements, their former whole is actually no longer absolutely unified - they will be torn apart, and they will form different forms and traces in different stages, and they are all different. Each of their stages can be manipulated, and the manipulation of each stage can affect all of its stages.

But... if we move a stone now, do we have to check all the possibilities of each information element in it, as well as all the extent of the impact it may affect? Do they require all details to be measured and processed by the subject, thus ignoring any possible background operating rules?

…

Who is speaking?

Who is writing this, speaking this, and who is listening, and who is understanding it?

There are only intertwined storms, and the endless and long sound of the death knell in the nine heavens that surround the storm.

This information is like a teacher teaching students. Countless information has been stripped from the ancient and young void history and placed into some gaps that have not yet been completely filled.

Where are these blanks? In the loopholes of the void blazing sun star wind, in the void narrative network, in the blank recording locations of the void survey radar, or in the soul bodies behind all the beings fighting here, the stories of the past in this area are still implanted, and the past has passed But in the holes that have been ignored or cannot be filled?

What is being filled in? These specious truths themselves are the thinking behind some possibly simple truths, or are they countless theoretical formulas, cognitive methods and philosophical thoughts, or are they some weird metaphysical structures that are immersed in the narrative system. Inside, it affects this life story that is performed by everyone?

…

The function of weights is to weigh and balance.

The void has no mass, no weight, it does not exist, and it cannot be measured.

What's left is balance.

Use the stars as an array to correct the situation from beginning to end. With my will, civilization will be eternal.

The vision has been filled with layers of black fog. Black lightning spanned the vast space. Deep in the vortex, the stars were trembling. They were sucked into the powerful vortex of reality. They turned into strange potholes in the magnificent plateau. They were quickly filled and completely disappeared.

The dazzling purple light exploded, his eyes were burned, and the blood and tears shed by the rotting "flesh" were dried up. At that moment, all he could feel was the coldness that invaded the bone marrow and the endless nothingness.

The white earth is surrounded by countless folds and silks, which leave the earth and rise high into the black sky. Some of them will leave the earth and flow into the sky and never return, while some will fall back to the surface of the earth and become part of the energy of the next jet burst.

Dark shadows, they are very dark - they are very solid, they are too deep, they carry too much meaning, they are difficult to see through, but you know - you are standing on the shadow. There seemed to be many sounds in the vast shadows, many, many, noisy sounds. But they seemed to pause for a moment.

"Someone is here, very familiar..."

"This disgusting smell, what exactly is surrounding this place? I'm disgusted that this is not normal and should be eliminated. It must be eliminated..."

"They are very familiar. They said that their home is in danger and they need my power..."

"Shield the existence in the dark and cold, don't expose yourself, don't raise your head before you accumulate enough strength. Hide yourself, the void is very dangerous, there are many dangerous enemies in the void - visible, invisible, or incomprehensible , those are too far away...you should look at...etc."

"Far, far away, there are many hands in the void, but those are just shadows, no, or rather, are they blown shadows? Me...my power? What is this? What am I doing?"

"Knowledge? Genesis? Making a world? Sieges, wars...many, many worlds? Twenty-six specifications, twenty-six different categories..."

"Who are they? What are they doing? War? What are they doing in their daily lives? Why are all these refreshing? Why...have they forgotten me..."

"The far border, too far, there is a collision, more than one... Home - wait, they said this is home, what is at home? That black shadow, that smell... I can see it, no, only for a moment... …Feel sorry……"

In his sight, the starry sky shimmering in the surrounding darkness was invaded and needed to be defended. The people living in their homeland have now become stronger. They are forming a team. They form a starry sky. This starry sky has been invaded and must...

Blankness, and a slight pain, like a needle gently scratching the skin, disappeared in an instant.

"What, I, why is this, I am..."

In a daze, his sight seemed to be drawn far, far away, as if it was as far as the edge of the void.

The experiment failed. All experiments proved that these powerful creations are just creations. Apart from power, they have no direct relationship with the void. They only have powerful power and influence, but only at the level of order.

Only do that.

In the sight, the blood seemed to be drawn away from the far ends of the limbs. They began to flow backwards and all gathered in the heart. A giant tower piled with nearly infinite weight of existence attributes rose from the ground, but that was only a short-lived glory.

"Must...do something..."

"What is that?!" Inadvertently, the girl rubbed her eyes. She clearly saw some kind of void and corrupted blood forming a blood tide. They were pouring out from the rapidly collapsing tower and spreading into the endless void.

Some light points that look very much like themselves have been deployed into the distant depths of the void a long time ago, and the fierce collisions created vortices - it seems that those light points have the ability to collect, immobilize and purify the blood...

In the void, countless light sources began to be infected with blood - they were multiple worlds with complex structures. Their interiors had been specially modified, and millions of universes existed as prisons to imprison "sources of information" - They are used to imprison huge amounts of information. And those universes themselves are prisoners, imprisoned by the barrier of the world, fixed in a certain moment and folded forever.

Outside these universes, the unique etheric sea inside the world is used as a rising incremental layer, just like the egg whites holding up many yolks in a giant egg.

There are countless such worlds, and they run through the vast territory of a huge civilization, like the Great Wall in the void. And with their own collapse and burning, they ignited an endless grand and crazy beacon.

The homeland that had developed for millions of years was washed away in less than a day. The huge army raged like the most violent storm, leaving only a mess after passing through. The blood-red beam of light hit him and completely tore open the surface of the blazing sun. The danger deep in the core was intensified. The unimaginable information supernova explosion, together with the blood tide that was still spreading, covered the void and suppressed all the original tranquility. .

It was quiet for a long time. Amidst the blood tide and the blazing light of the supernova, a giant whose whole body was covered with rotten flesh and blood slowly stood up. Its festering body and corrupted flesh could not enable him to complete his actions. Reality overwhelmed him with crazy choices. He had to calm down and start transforming the body, but his heart was dead.

The giant's body grew larger and larger, and the once giant hand in the void clenched tightly, holding him tightly, making it impossible for him to breathe. Time seemed to go very quickly. He stood up again. He picked up the invisible spear and threw it into the void. More new hands were created, and they were different from the original, rotten hands in the void. Fight hard. The giant looked into the distance. Every time the giant walked, he would crush more hands of darkness.

Countless light points scattered from those giant hands. Most of them couldn't escape at all, and the remaining part only shifted a little distance in the void and disappeared without a trace. trace.

After the outer shell of the blazing sun was completely peeled off, the remaining debris, the endless stellar wind and the blood tide in the void were used as fuel. They were wantonly enriched and extracted to create a huge hand in the distant void, unprecedented. The huge information structure and the endless expansion of the territory exceeded all the limits and possibilities that I could imagine. In other words, it was because it was too exaggerated before and I never paid much attention to it.

Expansion, growth, madness, this is not civilization, destiny is stunned by actions inspired by a word and some trivial points. A shrill wail erupted from the center of the empire. It swept across countless puppet matrices, all fleets, countless branches of the world, and every soul...

The accumulation of information has begun to reach an unprecedented high point. The already crazy civilization has drowned the original disaster in the void regardless of the cost, and has completely changed many things.

The original wisdom has disappeared, and the new civilization has been stripped of almost all flesh and soul.

For nine days, the bells echoed, and the Quadrant Continent's attack was corrupting everything, including it and themselves. After the golden river of light poured into the endless whirlpool of corruption, the end of the river disappeared into thin air. The river of light is still flowing, but their bodies are already wrapped in ominous shadows.

"Why do we deserve to survive?"

"Why are we qualified to light up the crystal energy vortex and even create an existential space channel reactor just by relying on a few fragile and lifeless samples?"

"Why can we survive a catastrophe? Why can we always win? We don't always win after paying the price!"

"The empire has been on the verge of mad resentment and calmness for countless times, but how can this civilization survive? One step is wrong and the other is wrong. Although the void has unlimited resources, it requires civilization to use its own technical means to obtain them. ——Many civilizations, let alone asking for anything from it, may not even have access to the void at all. For a long time, all that can be noticed is their world, everything they rely on to survive... Always be far-sighted, full of rationality and Calm down…that’s impossible.”

"Why can I survive? Why?!"

In the blood-red light, some fragments of information that had been desperately preserved began to activate - they were lit up because of some ancient words, they came from history, they were incomplete, and many of them seemed to have been burned.

There are many ancient fragments, ancient ideas, ancient words and ancient wills.

"What is this...them...us?!"

The memories were finally connected together, a queen who had never destroyed herself in order to survive, a powerful child who perhaps didn't understand anything "not long ago", the remains of a star core that had been sleeping for tens of billions of years... these many Identity is connected with the will and inheritance that existed earlier, perhaps hundreds of billions of years ago.

The blood tide and the powerful stellar wind were tightly captured and condensed, and the tower grew higher and higher...

Wait...what's the basis of all this?

Scattered eyes swept over everything, but the darkness, which was like a static sand table and did not have much life, did not give a direct answer, or rather... there was no answer.

His cage is vast and boundless, without any order or rules.

It is nothing, it is not the world, it is not extraordinary energy, it is not a concept, it is not a law, it is not a story, it is not any possibility that may exist now or in the past. It is caught between void and order, it is caught in the void.

The will and desire of the past were gone. The chaotic sea swept away all possibilities. In the failed experiment, the country was destroyed. That disaster caused all of them to lose all hope and future. No one could come to save them. They, maybe even the distant gods...

Those screams are accompanied by the release of powerful weapons.

They are nothing.

Just hate.

"Hiss-ahhh..."

Countless flashes of nothingness lit up the surrounding darkness. They turned into thick and dense clouds and fell from the void. They were attracted by the core and wrapped layer by layer on the smooth and traceless star core. The shadow that had been eroded by the gale for tens of billions of years was swept into the "depths" of the star by the blazing white flames.

In an instant, the land stretched out.

The ancient weights that balance the attributes and power of all things eventually made the terrifying firepower and ultimate will of the Decisive Flagship ultimately lose their effectiveness after tens of billions of years.

In the boundless land without any reference, at a certain inconspicuous point, a figure bounced up with a frightened gasp and scream.

"...a nightmare, many nightmares...everything happening around...what?!"

Some settings and words in this paragraph are taken from 000, and the relevant parts may have been re-deduced and applied.

Original author: Cryogenchaos Translator: ashausesall

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