Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"I extracted the white mist."

Kant repeated it again.

From the body of the locust, from the liquid flowing in the veins of the worm's nest, and from the process of raising humans in the worm's nest cage, the original essence of the swarm is extracted from the Greywander swarm.

It's white fog.

The white fog in the mirror world is a chaotic combination of countless elements.

That was what troubled, frightened, worried and despaired him for more than a year.

During the time on the deserted island, Kant spent a lot of energy to study, deconstruct and break through this white matter. At that time, he thought that the world of white mist was his hometown, trying to break through this unknown and mysterious obstacle and return to what he was familiar with. world, but after the Huisha incident, he was able to return home.

The earth is as calm as before, nothing has changed, but the doubts have not been reduced by half, but have grown, because the mirror world that is indistinguishable from the earth still exists, and even is related to the earth. It can dispel the white fog, expand the range... and so on, it seems that there is a terrible truth and secret behind all this.

Kant was often disturbed by this, and the various discoveries in other worlds exacerbated this concern.

It is clearly recorded in the crimson scroll that after the curtain, the main sign of the virtual invasion is the appearance of invisible and qualitative white fog. The dead soul in the ancient ruins of Komora on Earth knows the name of the fire thief. Coincidentally, it was recognized by the Greywind swarm, and this swarm also appeared in another world and was defeated by the previous fire thief... Little by little, the puzzle was gradually completed.

All the signs and clues are connecting in disturbing ways.

until today.

Kant is sitting on the veins of the worm nest, which is deep and silent. The Greywind swarm, which almost wiped out Komora and can also cause terrible disasters around the world, is as quiet as a chicken at the moment.

Dead, silent, even docile.

It's waiting.

Not waiting for its chosen master.

Instead, it waits for the selection of the master it expects.

A terrible and absurd thought flashed through Kant's mind.

If he wants, he can get everything in this hive...loyalty and power.

But what's the cost?

I also remembered the mysterious and vast unknown place, the floating eye of devouring, which brought together all the screams, lamentations, sighs and numb sounds in the world, the sounds of pain, the horn of destruction, and the bell of doom.

It says take, take what belongs to you.

It says, complete your mission and bring down the curtain of doom.

Horus whispered: "...Father."

Kant was silent.

According to that book, the Gryvind swarm was only the harbinger and beginning of some terrible catastrophe.

The hive can imprison humans and feed them, extracting power similar to the white mist from it, as the energy for the hive to expand, grow and multiply...and this is just the beginning.

"Horus, you say, if the terrible catastrophe recorded in that book happened on Earth so much as to come down completely, then Earth, then here..."

Kant said in a daze: "Will it become like the White Mist World?"

There are no living beings, the planet is extinct, only the relics of civilization still stand, the tall buildings stand, the streets are full of traffic, and the shops are full of dazzling goods, everything looks prosperous and lively.

But humans don't exist.

Only the white fog is everywhere, shrouding a dead world.

And humans don't exist.

There is a three-hour time difference in the white fog world that is exactly the same as the earth.

And this time anchor is gradually approaching.

Then, when one day, the time anchor of the white fog world is completely synchronized with the earth.

…What will happen?

What will happen?

Why is the time anchor getting closer?

Because of frequent opening of time flow reversal, because of frequent opening of large space portals.

-Complete your mission and lower the curtain of doom.

- They will eventually understand that fate is irresistible and cannot be changed, and everything is already doomed.

—As you see, as you think.

Doomsday echoes in my mind.

Kant's hands trembled involuntarily, and there was even a cold sweat on his face.

Damn, what the **** is going on, there is such a thing, fuck, damn, this...

"-Father!"

Horus' snarl resounded in the dead underworld.

Kant's eyes trembled slightly, but his expression remained blank.

"Calm down, calm down, Dad, I don't care what you see, I don't know what you're going through, but all I know is that panicking is the solution to any problem."

Transformers said, "So please calm down first."

Kant clenched his fist slowly.

He whispered: "I've seen bad things...even worse, I have doubts in my heart, but all the guesses are bad news, I..."

"Then listen to me first!"

Iron Son's electronic eyes shone with a cold red glow, looking at Kant.

He didn't wait for Kant to answer, and said directly: "You once told me the story before I was born, and I also experienced everything after that with you. Father, since you went to another world, the peaceful life has been turbulent, I asked You, what was the most thrilling and courageous battle of your life?"

Countless fragments flashed through my mind.

In the battle between Saint Inner Island and the black beast, modern weapons were used to help first, and then there were magical animals to help.

Fighting against the Wings of Wayne was a one-sided overwhelming advantage.

In the Battle of Valentine, the power of the fire thieves has begun to emerge, with the help of Horus, the advanced military technology and concepts of the earth, and later the recognition and help of the Dragon God of Space and Time.

The biggest challenge in the two-front battle to aid Danfeng Lucerne comes from anxiety, pressure and time.

Kant replied, "Huisha."

His best friend passed away, and the first group of friendly, trustworthy and dependable people he met in another world scattered and withered overnight. He mustered up the courage to start a new life, but was alone in Huisha Town, full of hostility and **** memories. , his mind is close to collapse, and he is determined to avenge the knight, so he declares war on the long-running Viscount force. What drives him is madness, anger and courage.

All ingenuity, courage, cunning, cruelty and instinct were all stimulated in that battle.

And in the process, struggling between good and evil.

In the end, he held the last ray of light when he was about to collapse, and he was able to return to his hometown by accident.

That battle will be unforgettable.

"Yes, it's Huisha."

Horus said: "Alone, mad and terrified, on the verge of collapse, a fearsome enemy so familiar with local conditions that you rely on the hunter's fighting instincts, wisdom and animal cruelty, as well as from modern society. Creation...and got the best ending with a little kindness."

"So, what about this time?"

"In the other world, he has created a great deed and enjoys a great reputation, and he has also completed the deeds that shook the five permanent members of the Council on Earth, and he has established the name of the strongest extraordinary person in the world. Everything is developing in a positive direction. The power of the individual It is getting stronger and stronger, and the resources that can be mobilized are also increasing. The earth and other worlds are all developing in a good direction, and there are infinite possibilities in the future..."

Horus questioned: "This situation is far better than when you were in Huisha. At that time, you still had the courage to fight brazenly. Now that the enemy has not appeared, you scared yourself first?"

Kant lay down on his back and closed his eyes.

Huisha.

He remembered the night the knight died.

For the first time in my life, I experienced the passing of someone close to me... The feeling of sourness, sadness and fear still lingers in my heart, which he savored and recalled from time to time.

Now that he has returned to his hometown, his father, mother, Xiaoman, relatives and friends are still there, and his relationship is stronger than before. He also has new relatives and friends to cherish, Tina, Aang, Hong San... The cherished feelings and common experiences are The most mellow wine made him feel happy all the time, but...

A mysterious and terrifying danger looms in the distant clouds.

If there is an instinctive obsession and impulse in Kant’s heart now, it must be—he doesn’t want the Huisha incident to repeat itself, and he doesn’t want to lose anyone again.

Kant exhaled slowly.

"…regardless of the facts and outcomes."

He got up slowly.

"Now is not the time to sit still...you're right."

When he opened his eyes again, there was a golden light in them.

He glanced at the silent insect nest and the humans imprisoned in the "fruit".

"Let's go," Kant said. "I have a plan in mind."

Horus was a little relieved, he wanted to know what his father saw, but his father obviously didn't want to talk to him in detail, maybe even his father himself hadn't digested the information... But he still wanted to cheer him up.

Now Kant has apparently regained his composure...at least temporarily.

But it's still good news.

"What about these people?" he asked.

Kant replied: "Just put it here first."

Horus said in amazement, "Will nothing happen?"

"No, it is well nourished." Kant retracted his gaze and stopped looking at the nest group. "These are important assets. It will not be neglected and will take good care of it."

The black light flashed, and the space portal opened.

The Transformers were attached to Kant's shoulders, and the electronic eyes were still scanning the worm's nest behind him. There were many questions in Horus' mind - how did his father know this?

But this question may not be answered in a short time.

It asked again, "What are you going to do now?"

Kant stepped into the teleportation portal: "Go and kill Big Bob."

"He's been running for a long time... Father knows where he is?"

"Know... it heard."

maritime.

Belonging to the Atlantic Fleet of the Fifth Republic of France and Belarus, the Horizon-class frigate "Knight Astolfo" chopped the waves and drove at full speed in the west direction, speeding up, and leaving the territorial waters of Biagan.

"Yes, Mr. President, everything is normal, we will deliver the VIP safely, yes."

The captain of the frigate Knight Astolfo put down the intercom and frowned. It was another special mission. It was a secret mission, and the level of secrecy was extremely high. It was the same as the last time when the cargo was delivered. The crew member responsible for the mission returned. Pale, but unwilling to utter a word, unable to ask anything.

Moreover, on the government side, it is obviously more important than last time.

He set his eyes on the VIP. The other party was wearing a military coat, covering the body that was still extremely **** from a male point of view. By the way, this person was a man.

The curly hair was soft and bright, and the knife-cut profile was like a sculpture in the Louvre.

— This guy should be on the pole stage at the **** bar, not on the battleship of the Atlantic Fleet.

The captain was half jealous, half disdainful.

At this moment, the moving sculpture turned around and said, "Has the radar signal been detected?"

The officer in charge of the observation gave the captain a helpless look, and the captain said patiently, "Sir, I didn't find anything, please rest assured."

What a joke, he was suspicious as soon as he got on the ship, shivered at every turn, or stared at the radar, or kept watching from the stern, as if an arsenal ship was chasing him.

In this kind of ghost weather, at the speed of the Astolfo, what kind of enemy can't get rid of?

It's almost on the high seas here!

Inexplicable little white face.

Big Bob didn't care about the impatience and disdain in the other party's eyes.

His heart was still haunted by anxiety and fear.

He shuddered at the terrifying desire to obey that had confronted Kant earlier.

There is nothing scarier than losing yourself.

After he escaped, he got in touch with the French president. A frigate had arrived in the territorial waters of Biagan. He boarded the ship at the fastest speed. Under his full request and even pleading, he made countless promises and provided a lot of Only with useful intelligence and information did the French President relax.

The ship will travel at full speed westward until it reaches the designated position, where it will join the strategic nuclear submarine Triumph, who will come back to France.

Under the incomparably deep dark sea, it should be able to escape the eyes, eyes and raids of this terrifying fellow.

The farther away from him the better, the farther the better.

That's all Big Bob can do.

He couldn't help shivering at the thought of the conversation with the president.

I wanted to frame Kant, claiming that he had captured the worm's nest and mastered the power to manipulate people's minds, but as soon as this idea came up, his brain began to stop him from saying such words.

—for the voice said, Do not murder.

He wanted to belittle Kant again, saying that his performance in Moyani was just a show, a bluff, but his brain still stopped him from saying such things.

—because the voice said, beyond reproach.

He only has to stay as far away as possible, and escape as far as possible.

As soon as he thought of this, he urged: "Mr. Captain, please hurry up, hurry up..."

"It's the fastest speed, sir." The captain frowned, he couldn't help the confusion in his heart, "If you are willing to reveal a little information, we can protect you better - what are you afraid of? Who's chasing you? This ship has great fighting power, including..."

Big Bob turned around abruptly, his perfectly bright eyes full of bloodshot: "It's useless! How can this tattered iron and copper stop him! The only thing he can do is run away! If he catches up, it's not just me, And you, each of you, will be hit by him…”

"Wait..." the captain wondered, "he? Alone?"

-Is this man crazy?

The rising star of the Atlantic Fleet seemed to have heard a big joke. He opened his hands and asked in a sarcastic tone: "Sir, can I understand that there are people who can chase after hundreds of nautical miles in an extremely empty sea. The last European new generation of advanced combat ships running at full speed and posing a deadly threat to the Knight Astolfo, equipped with large and small caliber guns, machine guns and Shion anti-aircraft missiles, and hundreds of glorious French naval officers and men? "

"Yes, that's what he meant."

A voice sounded from outside the closed hatch.

Then the hatch was twisted and pushed open.

Someone entered the bridge.

- Who is walking around at will?

The captain turned his head and saw a black-haired yellow man without a military uniform walking in.

He was startled for a moment, then drew his gun: "Guards!"

Immediately, he felt an invisible force rushing towards him and knocked him aside. The surrounding ship personnel stood up first, and then were overwhelmed by the invisible force on the control console. The captain saw from behind the open hatch. Sergeant Luo, the Chinese soldier of this ship, collapsed softly outside the cabin at this moment, his face pale.

The captain hissed: "This is where the Atlantic Fleet of the Fifth Republic of France belongs to..."

—Then his mouth was pinched by an invisible force.

No one was around, and he didn't see anyone, but the power did feed back to his body, and the captain suddenly realized, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

He had heard some ridiculous rumors in the army.

But just realized today... maybe not a rumor.

Kant stopped the chattering guy and looked at the goal of the trip.

Big Bob Bourjo, he once wanted to smash his body into thousands of pieces and behead his entire family. This guy who obtained the inheritance of the royal tombs of Biagan caused disasters on the land of West Africa and tried to threaten Kant's family. The enemy can't get rid of his hatred even after a thousand cuts, and now, Kant just thinks that he is just a sad idiot.

Compared with the real enemy, this is simply an ant.

"Big Bob," he said. "I'll close it for you."

Big Bob took two steps back, using both hands and feet, no longer as calm and calm as before.

"You can't kill me! I still have many uses!" he shouted. "France, America, England, Russia, even your country, I am useful to all mankind! You..."

Kant's phone vibrated.

He glanced at the other party and took out the satellite phone: "Hello?"

Qin Mengjin's voice sounded: "Kant, where are you now?"

Kant replied: "In front of Big Bob."

The other party was surprised: "So fast?"

"I'm only slow in one sport," Kant said.

"..." Qin Mengjin pretended not to hear, "You want to kill Big Bob? There is a leader who wants to talk to you, um, you should know who it is, in short, you wait..."

"Don't say it anymore, I dare not listen, I dare not speak, I dare not talk, I am timid, thank you, goodbye."

Kant hung up the phone neatly.

"Good ability," he said to Big Bob, "to be able to persuade that lord... but unfortunately, as long as I hang up the phone fast enough, nothing will happen."

He walked towards Big Bob step by step, his tone calm.

"Come, look me in the eyes."

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PS1: Update... I wrote 8,000 words in one go. It won't last that long, so let's leave it to tomorrow, because there will be a wave of pretense, and this has to be written in place.