Star Empire

"Fault Zone?!"

In front of everyone's eyes, a blood-red river of light emerged in the chaotic space-time structure, and the light that could not give anyone any sense of reality tore apart everything. Undetectable and clear shadows spread out, and in the bottomless abyss that rolls up boundless clouds and mist, the splitting lightning like a swimming dragon splits and spreads rapidly towards all possibilities.

The outbreak of the fault zone turned into a live broadcast, and the target of the live broadcast was all the beings in the entire empire who were paying attention to this war.

"This - how should we deal with it? Huh?" At the moment when the previous explosion began, before the protective layer projected by itself began to completely collapse and rebound, Vidoville cut off the connection between the general flagship and the protective layer. He ignored the countless warnings and prompts in the depths of his body and consciousness, and focused his attention on the space-time structure that was rapidly being swallowed by shadows.

"After the explosion of the Light River, the scope of pollution is spreading rapidly, but the current scope of pollution has not spread to the order barrier of this space-time structure, and has not extended to contact with the void. This means that the formation of the Genesis-Doomsday confrontation has not yet occurred here. Destroy balance!!"

Vidoville soon further confirmed his observation results. Although the boundary barrier was rotten and twisted, it did not show the iconic creation signal. This balance was not established, which meant that the current space-time structure contained within it. , only the purest malice and self-destructive tendencies!

Since noticing the abnormal phenomenon, Vidoville has further increased its efforts to annex fleets and wills to the surrounding areas. More scattered matrices and elements are incorporated into the reorganization to provide basic support for the main matrix.

In the huge network, the iteration of false information began to nest layers of shadow-like "carapace" outside the existence attributes of the general flagship. Inside the Arcane Throne and the Void Matrix, the solution of the endless leap equations weaves a massive ocean tide. Invisible brushstrokes emerge from the void. They outline strokes in the ocean, outlining the events they should be shaped by. macro outlines and details.

Stable trends and stable directions are born in this, and they are quickly called upon to cast a dazzling structure around the general flagship.

"Your Majesty, how can we help here?" With the rapid formation of two pairs of celestial axes, more people seemed to be struggling to wake up from the shock. Among them, there were familiar soul frequencies, and some seemed to relatively unfamiliar.

"The highest priority order, continue to mobilize computing resources, I need to guide an attack of sufficient scale. Arcane Life IV, outline and monitor the spread boundary of the current pollution; Field No. 1, monitor the relationship between the space-time structure and all other independent information bodies Map and mark the path; Dornier, you and your team try your best to suppress all disturbances and contacts outside the structure of time and space!"

"yes!"

The extra infusion of resources and help from those around them gave Vidoville more calm. He gathered up unnecessary threads of thought and focused more attention on calculating the mapping relationship between the space-time structure and all existence around him, including the world. In his consciousness, the boundaries of the huge barrier composed of countless "primary coordinate points" and more "secondary coordinate points" and "fragmentation points" intertwined with each other are becoming further clear and refined.

"There were many lives and warships waiting to be saved just now, and there were also many rescuers who were retrograde into the center of the disaster to save those empires."

".It's too late to think of a better way."

"If they really occupy and control the cracks formed by the struggle of souls and intelligence to survive inside the world barrier."

The glorious celestial axis quickly took shape. Penetrating up and down the endless blazing light pillar, countless rune arrays, logical equations and mapping mechanisms are wrapped around it. And "directly in front" of the general flagship, black and red enchanting patterns are rapidly emerging from nothingness, from the chaotic sea of ​​clouds, from the smoke and clouds that disintegrate truth and reality. They are attached to all "planes", chipping away at them. The rotten wounds were deep enough to show the bones. The shadows spread rapidly, and soon their boundaries had touched that crucial barrier.

In the gap of chaos, Vidoville raised his eyes to look at the sun - through the corrosion of the fault zone, through the death tide that obscured and blocked all the surrounding stories and all possible divergences.

I can see that in the core territory of the empire, near the already cold sun, almost all the important researchers, as well as the rulers of the sky region who are good at research and understanding, have left the empire in accordance with a series of subsequent orders and requirements. On the battlefield or its original "first position", they have gathered in Lieyang, where they will comprehensively store and back up important data in accordance with the new requirements determined during the war.

The narrative bombardment was triggered, and the dazzling light spread into the distance along with countless commands. The unstoppable jets surged out, and they instantly tore open the barrier that separated order and the void.

The burst of light exploded in a macro-narrative layer that was enough to encompass the current knowable realm of the current empire, just like burning a huge hole with fire on a piece of paper, regardless of what was written on this piece of paper at this location. What stories, it is now certain that they will be lost.

The fire spreads on the paper, but this designated fire cannot burn everything wantonly - the path has already been determined. The flames sweeping across the paper spread along these trajectories built using thoughts and mappings. Those paths in real information and the "ontology" in the real structure are mapping connections; the fragments and ashes falling from the burned paper are the world's barriers that are breaking piece by piece.

"All surrounding fleets, continue to attack the "overflow" of the fault zone, monitor the void feedback, and destroy the barrier structure as soon as it is formed. Continue to mobilize support to prevent the formation of closed structures." Vidoville's eyes were fixed on the being being swallowed up by the void intrusion. space-time structure. The surrounding firepower was once again mobilized to attack the debris splashed out in the fault zone.

In order to prevent the "destruction in the air" caused by the reverse flow caused by pollution, most of the "battleships" that have recovered are almost isolated behind layers of barriers. They project their already weak firepower from a distance to attack Those jets splashing out from the "fracture zone", no matter what is in those jets - the "consciousness" formed by condensed time and space, the world circuit base or fleet that did not have time to retreat, and other possible condensation nuclei, etc.

Vidoville noticed that the support from the surrounding fleets and fortresses was rapidly decreasing. Vidoville noticed that the hyperspace fire support from the entire empire was quickly becoming scarce. Vidoville knew that within the space-time structure, , if the powerful impact brought by the bursting blood-colored light river can shake the immortal wall, it probably means that all the protection below it may be completely torn apart. Vidoville thought that within and outside this space-time structure, there were countless warriors who had fought against the invasion of the fault zone.

But now, everything "reality" has done, everything the fleet and everyone has done, everything they have done.

Thick hostility is rolling in from the void, rolling in from the structure of the fault zone that is rapidly collapsing and evaporating, and rolling in from the existential network that connects countless lives in countless worlds.

According to reports from the empire, tens of thousands of years ago, within the empire, a series of problems began to emerge from obscure angles. A large amount of information seems to be swallowed up silently, hidden in the invisible darkness.

Almost at the moment when the abnormality was detected, the boundary of the Great Fault Zone, surging with the purest malice, hit the border of the empire, and countless lives perished as a result.

The fault zone cannot be allowed to move forward.

Countless combat forces gathered here, using their bodies to build the Great Wall of Void to fight against the source of malice.

Over tens of thousands of years, many of these existences have been erased, and they can never be seen again. And there are also many existences that have been seriously injured, their consciousnesses dispersed in chaos, and their bodies continue to evaporate in reality. Only timely stasis measures and a complete logistical repair array can help them purify themselves, repair themselves, and let life come again.

The death tide caused chaos, and the accuracy of the time may still need to be verified and calibrated, but the general range has not been deviated.

Tens of thousands of years are neither long nor short.

The body and life built using extraordinary information such as crystal energy are enough to resist the passage of any time. Inside the axis, these tens of thousands of years of somatosensory time can be said to be "a blink" compared to the past hundreds of millions of years of experience.

But what if the experiences and memories of this period of time are all unforgettable?

In order to mobilize sufficient force to contain the advance of the fault zone, the empire itself mobilized a terrifyingly large force. These forces come from all walks of life.

Battleships were removed from the sequence and facilities moved from their original locations. Say goodbye to your family, leave your teacher, stay with your students, delegate your goals to your companions, and take over entrustments from others...

Countless of them formed the "Imperial Fleet", a huge existence that could be summed up in one word.

When fighting against the death tide, unnecessary communications are subject to near-absolute restrictions. This is not a rule established for unnecessary reasons such as a sense of ritual or the so-called "elegance of battle". This is a rule that the empire has practiced for tens of billions of years. In many battles, the "safety bottom line" leaked from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. During tens of thousands of years of fighting, except for necessary military intelligence communications that could be achieved through high-security solid lines, all other communications were either limited to independent defense circles or completely cut off.

For tens of thousands of years, apart from the orders and battle situation analysis issued by the Imperial Fleet command, the details within the Imperial Fleet have been difficult for everyone to know, even for the largest and most common Imperial beings. And those general commands and words that often cover countless frequencies and countless battleships can make you feel at ease, make you proud, and give you a macroscopic understanding of what is happening on the front line. But for "people", this information is too general, too large, and "too far" from themselves.

During these tens of thousands of years, people who have not followed the fleet into the line of fire have watched the figures around them disappear and can no longer be contacted; they have watched each venue, building or array enter low energy or even enter a complete state. In a dormant state, for tens of thousands of years, the lights gradually extinguished, from a point, a short line, and a small piece to more of them, and more of them gradually connected into one and spread outward, spreading outside the area and spreading to the stars. outside, spread outside the world.

They watched as projects were suspended one after another, and the clogged system was filled with outdated data and chaotic information that came from nowhere. The results of broken data and eroded records could not be accounted for, and only more sacrifices were brought. , it could have been avoided, it was a tragedy, but it was sacrificed helplessly.

While watching the eyes recording mortals and the voices telling stories leaving one after another, the relative time flow scale between worlds was isolated and greatly accelerated - in an instant, people who had not left the world spent time He ended his life and closed his eyes long before the end of the world, and he could not leave anything more outside the world.

When the Great Fault Zone began to disintegrate, bad news came again. The general logistics array, which had been struggling to maintain the crumbling general logistics array under tremendous pressure, suffered a large-scale "fall" disaster. Even the light of the sun that never set in the void was lost. collected and utilized in such a way

There is no doubt that the problem on the front line is already very serious, but - the feeling still seems to exist, and the severed connection seems to bring a layer of hazy hope. After all, despite the disasters, the existence that I know, I Will the person or thing you care about escape the slaughter of all disasters, and will they still be safe and sound?

The inner uneasiness, inner worry, and inner agitation that came from nowhere seemed to burst out. But before that, the battlefield seemed to have finally calmed down. Large-scale high-security communication arrays began to be built, and the battlefield and the rear areas Communication was allowed, and in front of this interactive channel that was finally opened, the lucky people found their concerns on the other side, while the unfortunate people were supported and comforted, suppressing the various emotions that had become obvious in their hearts and preparing plans. How to face the changed future——

The order flashed like a thunderbolt, and consternation spread quickly with the violent orders and reactions. It seemed that countless subconscious requests were edited and sent, countless requests, and the thoughts and even compositions behind these requests. The source of all this information comes together to form a huge through-putting force. On the other side of the "road" that was penetrated, after a brief interference, the bloody river of light suddenly erupted, tearing away all hope within the space-time structure, and then the firepower from the empire itself was aimed at everything.

The wreckage is like ashes after burning, rising, falling, and dissipating in the non-existent whirlwind.

In the silence, there seemed to be a silent crisp sound coming quietly from the sky.

"——!"

"No--!!"

The grief and anger accumulated in countless nodes spread like explosions. The pulses they formed in the existential network contacted each other, overlapped each other, and continued to spread. They were scattered and kept advancing, enveloping the new forces that were constantly coming in, forming an invisible of the tide.

In pain and grief, countless minds fell into a deep sleep without resistance. Those spots of light that noticed abnormal attempts to struggle were unable to put up any effective resistance under the influence of the surrounding chaos.

At this moment, countless imperial beings are focusing on the same thing.

At this moment, the wills of countless imperial beings that finally collapsed under the tremendous pressure lost the restraints and restrictions on their emotions, moods, and the power they contained.

At this moment, a super-large wave of directional thinking formed from all directions throughout the empire, moving towards the border where the fierce battle had just ended and towards the core of the empire.

"Your Majesty, that is?!"

On the flat ocean surface of the Void Fierce Sun, where there are almost no restrictions and any structure can be formed, the beings who came here looked outside the order field in horror, looking at the unprecedented changes in the void:

In the void, or to be more precise, in the existential network of the empire, waves of extremely large-scale thoughts rising from countless directions and converging toward the same focus collide with each other and converge with each other. They stir up turbulent and broken waves. The moment the huge surge subsided briefly, in the depths of countless "waves", everyone saw monsters, huge strange shadows - it, or maybe "they" didn't seem to have formed an actual form yet, but they were. But they are already within reach, and they do not seem to be constructed in the way that has been recorded so far.? ?

The impact of the turbulent waves seemed to nourish these illusory giants, and those shadowy bodies quickly became bloated and expanded, becoming indescribable. Under the scanning of many eyes, no "organs" have been identified in the huge bodies suspended in the existence attributes.

But as if in response to these questions, the huge monster floating in the void stretched out its invisible tentacles to all life and existence in the entire empire. This invisible tentacles wrapped around the shells of all the tools of the empire, Rooted in the heart of all life in the empire, the spreading tentacles penetrated into the depths of the structure of nothingness, into the scene, into thinking, and into everything that could be observed and recorded within the empire.

Everyone also clearly saw that they also had these noose-like tentacles on their bodies, the wind field of the Void Blazing Sun, the isolation barrier, the horizon layer, and their various protective measures did not seem to be effective in blocking them.

"...So that's it."

"His Majesty?!"

"This, these tentacles are the proof that we are rooted in the imperial network and that we belong to the empire. They are the connection and symbol that we are in the same civilization."

"Beware of hostility, a lot of us."

The surface of the blazing sun fell into calmness, and everything on the vast white sea fell into silence amid calm waves.

"Far away", "above" the empire, observing oneself from other perspectives, observing everyone's eyes and perceptions can no longer resist the deep tiredness pouring from the depths of the soul.

"Imperial Network—what?"

"First time. Top down."

"This time, from the bottom up"