The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

The destruction is spreading.

Everything in the world, from humans to various things, is decreasing randomly.

Even the Universe fleet in space is inevitably affected.

That huge number is inexplicably decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just like ordinary people.

Those Universe battleships also have no resistance at all when facing that unknown force...

Witnessing the silence of the other party, without any signs of disillusionment.

Hood understands that these Universe fleets that suddenly appeared and then suffered with him and others should not be the mastermind of the matter...

‘Are they even victims? ’

Think of this possibility.

Hood suddenly felt even more ashamed.

Although he didn't know how strong those alien fleets were.

But judging from the size of some of the ships that are comparable to the planets, it is obvious that the enemy can't be weaker no matter how weak it is...

And even they can't resist the force.

The civilization on this planet naturally has no chance.

I don't know the cause of the matter.

More than just the course of things.

Looking around, only Death is approaching...

Faced with such a situation.

Just when Hood desperately planned to close his eyes and wait for death.

"Buzzing~~~"

In that huge roar like the sound of some kind of giant machinery.

A burst of azure blue mixed with a little bright golden ripple-like energy suddenly appeared in space.

Along with it, there are phantoms of huge triangular buildings.

Looking up, I saw countless azure blue brilliance and golden brilliance, releasing with it as the center...

They are like some kind of nails, evenly distributed throughout the universe, and at the same time they release those brilliance outward...

And with the spread of those brilliance.

The original structure of time and space was violently turbulent.

But gradually, the scene where everything was disappearing randomly was stopped.

In this one.

The first things to restore stability are those vast fleets scattered across the starry sky.

I do not know how long it has been.

Maybe just a few minutes.

Just when countless lives looked at the dazzling light above their heads and fell into silence, all of them were at a loss.

A huge virtual projection light screen, centered on the triangular buildings that are releasing brilliance, is projected out across the entire universe.

And its content.

nothing else.

Some are just a head resembling an octopus and a squid, but there are tall figures with human-like organs on the body.

In the scene displayed by the projection.

Even the red giants around him are just the size of one of His eyes.

The next moment.

There was a voice that could be understood by all intelligent creatures.

"Aboriginal people in the current time and space, please calm down for a while."

"I have something extremely important to talk about."

"First of all, let me introduce myself. I am the first consul of [Glory Eye Civilization]. You can call me-Eckerd Elsad Cavinster..."

"My compatriots and I are all from the space-time point of the coordinate YKIED-H244U779KF."

"There, we rule everything."

"Whether it is the material universe, or the so-called high-dimensional space and low-dimensional space, it is just one of our territories."

"Even if it is the so-called immortal [God], it is just a casual creation of our kind."

"Even, as long as I wait and think, it is not impossible to travel through the past and change the past."

"And the reason why my people and I came here is because the time and space I was waiting for has been destroyed under the effect of [Future Tribulation]..."

"At this moment, in that, all the future has been destroyed, and the only thing left is destruction."

"In the face of that disaster, even if it is glorious like me, it can only flee everywhere like a bereavement dog..."

"As for the source of the vision that just caused everything to disappear randomly, it originated from [The Tribulation of the Past], a force corresponding to the [Tribulation of the Future]."

"It's just like [Future Tribulation], it's also some kind of trans-time and space-level extinction disaster of unknown origin."

"At the moment, the only thing we know is that they are targeting the [past] and [future] of all time and space, and are rapidly destroying everything in them..."

"So, at this special moment of crisis, I hope you can work together with me and others to face the difficulties..."

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After dozens of minutes.

A certain ship is located inside a different-dimensional space, and its size alone is comparable to the interior of dozens of super warships in the Milky Way.

Eckerd after the speech.

I ignored the noise and chaos of the natives outside.

Just turn off the projection.

He turned his gaze to a certain screen beside him.

There, various detectable values ​​are changing crazily.

Beside him, another silhouette voice sighed with a gloomy expression:

"According to the survey, the level of this universe can only be regarded as moderately low."

"Will they really be of any use..."

Facing this question, Eckerd replied after being silent for a while:

"What if it's useless?"

"Since I have already escaped here, I have no choice after all..."

"So, if you find more helpers, it will always be useful."

After speaking, he asked again:

"After the family moved, how many resources do we have left?"

Another figure, or his adjutant and eldest son, replied:

"[Man-made Micro Universe] and [Artificial Different Dimensional Space World] There are now 6,227,754 in total. If it is only used normally, it should be enough."

"But the influence created by [The Calamity of the Past] and [The Calamity of the Future] is still continuously increasing..."

"We just use the [Space-Time Stability Anchor] to stabilize the timeline so that the current universe is not affected by them. We need to spare a lot of resources. So in general, only three-quarters of them can be used at will. ..."

The situation is worrying.

Eckerd's adjutant, although he didn't speak too bluntly.

But the feeling of lack of confidence is still clearly visible.

Upon hearing these words, I recalled the sight of the entire civilization being immersed in the self-proclaimed Bufan not long ago.

Eckerd's expression also couldn't help but feel a little bit sad.

"So what about the task of contacting allies?"

"Is there any progress?"

The adjutant answered like a runner:

"Due to the instability of cross-space communication, we only contacted 23 level 11 civilizations and 33,524 level 10 civilizations, of which about 90% of civilizations have agreed to form allies with us."

"The remaining disagrees, most of them lost their news completely shortly after they were contacted. It is very likely that they have encountered an accident before responding, rather than wanting to refuse..."

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