Star Empire

[This extra chapter corresponds to the environment faced by the Ursula dragon family when the giant malicious meta-meme battle is coming to an end, and the "hidden content" in the endless void. 】

[Contains more subjective thoughts and settings of the author. 】

Broken time and space spread across the twisted battlefield.

Enchanting and chaotic light and shadow shine crazily between countless cracks.

Countless huge structures formed by countless weird but precise pentagons are deposited on the edge of the battlefield with layers of time, space and reality, as well as countless types of deposits in countless worlds and outside that take endless years to form. Just as they can tell their history, they are also telling history - the history of this battlefield.

The long and loud dragon roar collided violently with the weird and sharp howl. At the same time, there was an endless distortion of reality and an indescribable weird light that violently collided with each other.

The sharp edges of countless long swords faced the dying light, and this huge time and space, composed of countless worlds that had experienced countless expansions, compressions, destructions, and reorganizations, was so insane that it would make any rational creature feel sick. The kink collection lights up countless times. The remnants of the bursting sparks were wrapped and sealed by layers of ferocious structures, sinking into the abyss of the past.

The golden dragon with golden runes wrapped around its body and the white-robed warrior holding a long sword moved forward fearlessly. They tore through the ambiguities and kinks in their path, turning the anger and heritage of hundreds of millions of years into A series of dazzling and scorching sword lights and threw them towards the core of chaos.

Farther away from here, where the entire battlefield is better understood, countless golden and huge swords of different shapes have been set on fire countless times. The giant dragons dressed in white robes and transformed into humans chanted obscure spells that have been passed down to this day. Time and space are constantly torn and jumped, and the time and space storms blowing around these long swords are blowing people's robes. The "sound" they make by hunting and fluttering is a tangible and intangible war song.

Although the words are obscure, it only takes a moment to complete the chant. Mysterious and complex etching patterns appeared on the long sword, and a golden torrent surged through the patterns.

The sharp edges of the reality distortion sword violently erupted from the tip of the sword. They swept across the edges of the fragmented battlefield, countless peeling time and space structures and world lines, and countless broken chains of division. They slashed unstoppably. A giant entity entrenched in the center of the vortex.

Deep in the battlefield, in the chaotic space-time focus surrounded by layers of golden light, the strange and breathtaking pink liquid is incompatible with all the scenes in the outside world. Deep in this area, which is covered by a thick, huge fractal structure formed by countless continuous pentagons, the behemoth that has become a trapped beast is making its final mad struggle.

He has five horns.

He is a pentagon.

It is a terrifying giant entity.

No, He is not five, and when five is used to describe Him, a succession of errors ensues, but if He is not Five, is He Six? No, no, He only has five horns. But what exactly is He if there is no other actual presence between Five and Six?

"Ouch——!!" As the thick shield surrounding Himself was once again hit hard by the distortion of reality that cut through countless time, space and worlds, the besieged giant beast let out a weird roar that resounded throughout the world, five six five six five Sixty-five rays of dead light burst out from the tip of his huge cantilever and the bottomless mouth in the center, burning towards the crazy reality that surrounded him.

At the beginning, this might bring huge casualties to the golden dragons, but now, such light is still unstoppable. However, this is no longer the beginning.

Twenty-six giant swords that nailed the entire vein, enough to touch or even distort the rules of the quadrant, lit up at the same time. The power of reality distortion that had distorted, extinguished, and reborn countless worlds for hundreds of millions of years could be used to destroy the order and disintegrate it. Reality can also be used to stabilize reality and eliminate unwelcome existence.

The dead light seemed to penetrate into the swamp. Although this smooth and dense pink light is still impossible to resist, their travel now becomes extremely difficult. And as long as these pink lights do not hit the target immediately, the void pouring in from outside the barrier of order will swallow it up.

Death or life is no longer important here - for hundreds of millions of years, countless lives, countless histories and countless memories have risen and died along with the dreams of countless people. The power of one person may be enough to shape an entire civilization, or it may destroy or restart it. he. The boundaries of everything are blurred and crazy - a microcosm of history that has long been blurred.

Now, this will all end.

Countless Hume's spiers detonated their existence, trying their best to release everything from the past to the present. This bright beacon was so bright that even the gods were shocked. The beacon led twenty-six sword rays to arrive immediately. The fiery radiance triggered by the giant sword penetrated the layers of fractal structures and pierced the thick and indescribable shell outside the cantilever of the giant beast.

It's not over yet.

These countless giant dragons are like stars. These "stars" are sharp towers formed by their terrifyingly high Hume index. The endless stars form twenty-six complex cantilevers based on higher power, and the "silver core" where the cantilevers are connected...

There seems to be a bridge there, a Rosen Bridge that can communicate time and space and everything.

It was a huge pillar—a huge pillar that reached into the sky and the earth.

The queen who was sitting on the throne slowly stood up. In the pair of golden vertical columns, everything here is very clear.

She raised her right hand and pointed to the depths of the battlefield.

Light emerges and condenses from every part of the battlefield - they may come from a certain moment in history, they may come from a world line that has been abandoned, they may come from a piece of time and space that has been twisted and broken to the point that it can no longer withstand any changes. …

They gathered endlessly, forming an unshakable spear in the center of Hume's storm.

"——Ouch!!"

Feeling the fatal threat, he struggled and twisted wildly. Once again, five, six, five, six, five, sixty-five dead lights gathered from his body, trying to hit the spear that was about to fall, but... it was already... No use anymore.

During seven trillion years, its fall and descent allowed Him to enter here. After losing its source, He, as a rootless water and a rootless tree, could no longer recover under such a crazy and reckless siege. The sharp edge pulling the terrifying force hit the "back" of the giant beast hard, and the layers of fractal shields were finally completely split open.

Arrows and spears with exaggerated four wings got into those cracks. The poisonous black arrows completely corrupted its terrifying body, and the black mist dispersed the pink light. It had fallen from a higher level, and it was no longer complete and sacred. Hume's spear triggered the powerful sum of emergence over hundreds of millions of years and finally penetrated Him, its indescribability, and its former continuity and density. Now He is firmly nailed to present reality. What awaits Him will be complete destruction and dismemberment.

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"The Ursula dragons sent back a message - the giant malicious metameme has been destroyed!"

The news detonated the communication network of the Protoss Expeditionary Force. While countless gods are celebrating this event, the advanced beings and supreme gods who understand the overall situation have begun to think about how to further connect themselves with the Ursula Empire - they have defeated invisible enemies and countless vicious enemies. The influence will be dissipated forever, so how will Ursula act in the void and in front of everyone in the future?

"...Lord God King, you..."

"Ah, don't worry about it." Faced with the concerns of the children around them, Huanxi and Gou Chen waved their hands in embarrassment. "Just discuss it among yourself. If there are problems that really can't be solved, let's see if we can come up with some ideas..."

"yes."

There is a small cold spot between the network formed by the consciousness meeting, and the consciousness of the two void wills is here.

Not long ago, they received a brief report - the disturbances in the middle and deep layers of the God Realm have disappeared, and the God Realm has returned to normal.

These are the children, the limits of what gods and supercivilizations may currently see. But for the void, this is far from the limit.

What kids don't know yet is that there's more than one giant malicious metameme. In fact, there are five giant malicious meta-memes, but this is not accurate. To be precise, there should be θ'.

So, where is the real entity behind the lost meaning that cannot exist between the current five and six?

The eyes of the Void Will look into the depths of the void.

At a very high and far place, the indescribable huge entity has lost its activity, but even if you only look at the entity that is no longer active, it is still shocking.

He is the sacred starfish.

He is the complete pentagon.

He is an indescribable collection.

He is a dream in the endless sky that can never be awakened again.

He is dead - seven sharp mountains pierce through His body and traces, and every intact horn is entangled with black thorns. In the part beyond the five corners, the sixth sharp mountain penetrated His indescribability, and the seventh one penetrated all the traces He had left.

The Wills of the Void quietly looked at this scene that was far beyond mortal civilization, and perhaps far beyond the understanding of the gods.

"...But, is there really any difference between death and life here? In other words, is there really any boundary and distinction here?"

At the top of the highest peak, a woman in black clothes and skirt stood wordlessly on the thorns. Her wordless eyes looked down at the huge "corpse" of the sacred starfish and everything here. He also looked down at the two void wills that were looking at him.

She, he and she looked at each other.

For some reason, the three pairs of eyes emitted the same golden light.

No.

Those are clearly the same pair of eyes.

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The super entity introduced for re-interpretation can be understood as the "dangerous opponent" mentioned by Father God in Xiling. Since "that is not a kind of information at all, and gods cannot understand it" has appeared in Xiling (this statement was mentioned when introducing the situation in the divine world), so I think that constructing an entity/environment that exceeds the current understanding of gods and There are inconsistencies in different original settings.