Soul of Burning Steel

Intelligent beings will always feel fear and sadness about the changes in the things they are most familiar with.

But intelligent life is also in the process of adapting to changes time and time again and causing changes, and it is constantly growing and perfecting.

As for the extraordinary, it can be said that the adaptability in this aspect is far superior to that of ordinary people.

Because they can witness longer years and make greater changes.

They can witness with their own eyes that their hometown has risen from a small village in the mountains to a holy city of great civilization. They can witness with their own eyes that the rivers they are familiar with are diverted because of their own or other people's power to flow in other directions.

They can witness too many things, from the collapse of mountains to plains, from the uplift of canyons to mountains, they can even witness the extinction and rebirth of the stars and the moon, the destruction and replacement of the sun... The more powerful the transcendent, the more powerful they want to be in this respect. It is actually very difficult to cause changes and make them change their emotions, just like ordinary people don't care about moving the furniture in their house, which is a big deal.

Not to mention, the existence of transcendental beings—the existence called gods—it is hard to imagine that there is any change in things that can make them feel fear and sorrow.

But it is what it is.

Even gods feel fear and sorrow at changes in the things they are most familiar with.

Starfall 862, February 19th, Mycroft's universal standard time is unknown, lost in the abyss of the galaxy, outside the maelstrom of creation.

The God of Life walks in the void of the abyss. He walks aimlessly, just like ordinary people walking back and forth in an open place to relax.

He is remembering, recalling the past far away, thousands of years ago, memories related to himself.

Among the upper echelons of the Mycroft civilization, there is a secret that is not a secret—where did the Seven Gods come from? For the general public, this question does not need to be thought about, but for those strong people who are close to the gods and want to surpass the gods, it is definitely of great benefit to their own strength to find out the origin of the gods.

Originally, even the Seven Gods themselves did not know the answer to this question, but in the battle against the embryo of the evil god of death, this dusty truth was finally revealed during the expedition to the deepest part of the abyss. Knowing the origin of the Seven Gods, and the Seven Gods also know their own origins.

They are wrecks awakened, embers that respond to the echo of the Holy One and awaken.

——They used to be human beings, members of the mortal beings, and the vanguard barriers against chaos in the last era.

Many strong people suddenly realized that they finally understood why the Seven Gods would guard the Mycroft civilization without any reason, and why these extremely powerful existences kept staring at the sentient beings in this world—because they were born for this, The asylum who died for this was the watchman who lasted for two eras.

Their doubts were answered, but they were at a loss when they recovered the Seven Gods who had been remembered as human beings.

——There are too many changes.

Whether it's the difference between this new Starfall Era civilization and the Guangyao Era, or the self who used to be a powerhouse of the Glory Civilization, and now himself who is now the Seven Gods of the Starfall... the scenery of his hometown has long since disappeared. Of the seven continents that used to be, now only one remains, and the scenery of his hometown has long since disappeared. Today's Mycroft has nothing in common with the past.

All these changes are so huge that even the gods will be stunned, and there will even be extremely terrifying thoughts rising from the bottom of the mind.

——Is all this really worth my protection?

——What I love, everything in my memory has disappeared with the wind, the world has changed, and even the blood of people I know have been gradually cut off in the millennium. Except for the same name, the current Mycroft is still Him The one you swore to protect with everything including your life and soul?

There is no answer.

"The only constant is chaos."

The God of Life raised his head. He is located in the deepest part of a galaxy in a world at this moment. Looking up at the multi-dimensional galaxy in the distance, it is like a person is at the bottom of a well deep in time and space, looking at the sun and blue sky at the mouth of the well.

He can see that darkness is spreading and invading on the huge and endless border of multiple galaxies.

Whether it is the guardian or the world being guarded, everything has changed, but the enemy has not changed. In the passing time, in the reincarnation world and the reincarnation of civilization, even the memory of God is blurred and begins to dissipate, but only this hatred and fighting heart has never faded from beginning to end.

So soon, the gods all came out of this confusion, and they moved forward firmly again, guarding everything now—but He, the God of life who is a strong candidate for the title of "The Strongest God", but He has never stepped out of this small circle in his heart, and he is still vaguely remembering, looking for the difference between the past and the present.

The war in the Biros Galaxy is becoming more and more intense, and the collision between the evil god's family and civilization is gradually escalating, and the Mycroft civilization, as the leader of the big alliance, naturally has to set an example-so, there is not much time left for the God of Life to recall, All the members of the Seven Gods will soon go to the front line together to support the already heated battlefield, and today is the last time the gods left for themselves before leaving, a time to remember.

"Teacher, this is really different..."

Stopping at the boundary between the maelstrom of creation and the abyss, the God of Life lowered his head, his veil completely concealed his expression, but his voice revealed endless pain and confusion: "I can fight the evil god, Even a glorious death in battle again, even if it is only for those who believe in me, those children who proclaim my name, I am willing to swear to protect all things again-but this Mycroft civilization... without your Mycroft Civilization... has changed, it's really too big."

"but……"

For some reason, the god recalled a long time ago, before he fell into a deep sleep and his memory was not sealed, he also had a conversation with that person in the deepest part of the abyss of the lost galaxy.

He still remembers the words that that stranger said with a smile when he left the extremely dark abyss and went to the source of the primordial fire.

"It's okay, Eve. You don't understand it now, but in the future, maybe hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years, in the endless life of the gods, you will always understand."

He said so, and the voice of the saint is still very clear to this day: "It's all the same."

"As long as it's human... no, as long as it's civilization."

"It's all the same."

The sage who once loved human beings has changed. He has become too large and magnificent, and those who have been close to him and who are familiar with him are at a loss. He turned into an infinite existence, and his will enveloped the multiverse, causing the change called "Holy Light" to affect all living beings in existence.

He once loved individuals, relatives and friends, but after a long time, relatives and friends disappeared, leaving only fellows called saints who still followed. The infinite life of the powerful and transcendent gave him many things, but also Many things consumed him—no, not feelings, his heart was still hot, even getting deeper with the passage of time.

His love is still there, God of Life is absolutely sure of that, but... when he left, it was distributed to the infinite multiverse.

--it's the same.

How can it be the same?

What an uncomfortable change this is for civilizations and individuals who once enjoyed His Love alone.

The God of Life sighed, and he raised his head again, looking at the void in the distance. The god's gaze returned to firmness.

It is enough to show a weak posture once in a place that no one knows, and then it is time to fight as a god——He is far from being so weak, and he is far from being so pretentious. God is the guardian and protector of all life. Compared with this duty, the sadness and confusion of that girl, those memories that don't matter anymore, just abandon it.

After all, compared to the world and civilization, it is the gods themselves that have changed the most.

However, there is still such a scene, the God of life has not left behind, but is hidden in the deepest part of the heart.

——It was a pure white courtyard, located in the holy citadel hanging high in the sky, beside the tower of light burning with the holy fire, a young girl was sitting on a bench in the courtyard, holding a book in her hand, while a A gentle elder was standing behind her, explaining the secrets in the book to her.

The cool breeze from far away passed through the courtyard, making the vegetation sway, the hair around the girl's ears fluttered, the yellowed pages of the heavy books were turning, and the laughter of the elders was still clear.

"That's right, Eve." At that time, he was still an existence that only belonged to the Mycroft civilization, only to them, and only to her.

"—You are worthy of being my best disciple!"

The laughter, dissipated.

A pure white divine light, just like back then, lit up and passed through half the Milky Way.

And the other six divine lights also lit up from different places at the same time and gathered in one place.

The chaos in the distance invaded, and the darkness spread. At this moment, it was another epochal reincarnation-the former enemies reappeared, and the disaster came again. But compared to before, this time, Mycroft is not fighting alone.

"It's time to fight."

Accompanied by the huge space-time shock activated by the Ten Thousand Worlds Sacrifice Field, the gods said so, they looked at each other, and then smiled.

"It's time for revenge."

Then, go also.

Starfall 862, February 19, 11:24 p.m. in Mycroft World Standard, multi-dimensional galaxy, Biros galaxy, the top of the pioneer fortress group, the front line.

In the misty void, the brilliance of the great demon tide mixed with the light of many stars in the world, forming a foggy light belt that is not bright, but the strong light emitted by the main cannons of many fortresses is like a supernova explosion, and the battlefield is overwhelmed time and time again. Illuminate, run through the light belt, and smash the ever-approaching dark wave.

This is not the stable and peaceful rear of the multi-dimensional galaxy, but the Fortress of the Biros Galaxy, which has been gradually fighting against the attacking evil god army forward for two full years, which is the so-called forefront of the battle line.

Fortresses made of steel, or something stronger than steel, are like nails, rooted in the void, and a set of huge magic circles composed of countless fortresses has turned into a force that can disturb the entire edge of the galaxy. The source of disturbance prevents all non-friendly beings from jumping and moving at will. In other words, if the entire fortress group is not completely destroyed, there are basically no enemies that can cross this front.

But now, at the forefront of this huge fortress group, thousands of fortresses have fallen, broken, and completely useless.

An obviously human-style steel fortress stands in the void, countless runes are like rings, revolving around this fortress, and with it as the center, the dark void time and space turbulent flow is filled with the wreckage of battleships, and all kinds of evil gods The corpses of the family members can even be seen, and the fragments of several other fortresses are burning with energy flames, being pushed into the distance by the surging tide of magic.

The styles of battleships are generally in the style of Mycroft, but the family of the evil gods are diverse—there are ugly monster shapes that look like giant insects, and there are also extremely simple geometric shapes, even cuboids, cubes, and triangles. The black thing can even be seen. Inside the dissipating corpse, there is a light wheel that is constantly dimming. Just looking at the appearance, it does not look like a strange family of the evil god family. Even though the light wheel is dimming, it still emits light. Weird energy disturbs all fluctuations around it.

"Damn it, why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?!"

A fairly intact fleet is sailing at high speed in this void full of wreckage and corpses. They continuously fire toward the rear like a stream of cluster artillery fire, blasting and killing the scattered evil gods who are constantly chasing, turning them into enemies. It is nothingness—but it can be seen that the leading battleship is not in the shape of a human being. It has a translucent surface armor and a streamlined shuttle-shaped body like a biological battleship. It is waving hundreds of floating ships. The transparent tentacles created an invisible stance, and tore a large group of menacing evil gods into fragments in the void.

No, this is a biological warfare ship.

And in the leading biological warfare ship, a black-haired young captain was holding a communication circle, roaring and saying something to the other end of the circle—but because the communication was too noisy and unstable, soon He was so angry that he wanted to throw the communication circle on the ground—fortunately, the captain had a good temper, and finally just sighed: "Forget it, Fort Granty is also under attack, and it's normal to have no reinforcements." .Damn it, how come there are more and more families of 'Isolating the Evil God' recently? This communication circle is completely unusable!"

"Could it be that the evil gods are coming soon?"

"It shouldn't be so fast."

A soft female voice can be heard in the battleship. That was not some auditory hallucination, but the voice of the battleship itself: "According to observation and analysis, the arrival of the evil god's headquarters army is still a few years away. After all, they have no wisdom and self-will, so the speed has been stable. Very mechanical, very predictable."

"That would be tragic. If the evil gods will come soon, it will prove that they are nothing more than that, but if it takes so long, according to the rising trend of the intensity of the war, I am afraid that if the evil gods do not take action in the end, the entire pioneer fortress group will be destroyed." Destroyed by the family."

Veteran fleet commander, commander-in-chief of the 'Mycroft-Atrium Combined Fleet', Kreller shook his head, and he said helplessly: "Erma, what should we do? If it weren't for your strength, our fleet would I am afraid that they will all be wiped out in the siege of the family members just now, and now they have been scattered by other fleets, and we have no reinforcements. If we don’t defend, I’m afraid we can only continue to flee.”

"If there are other options, I don't recommend sticking to this option. After all, we have seen it with our own eyes just now-the number of Chaos Familiars this time is unexpectedly large. There are seven million in this fortress alone. The Chaos Families with mature bodies above the head are all huge void beasts that have landed in the world, and one body is enough to make multiple golds fall into a hard fight."

Biological battleship—to be precise, it is from Amos. The newly promoted legendary powerhouse Erma said so calmly. Her tone was not panicked. After all, with her strength, she couldn't beat the encirclement of the family. In the worst case, she would lead the team Going out of the way, at least she and Kreller are out of danger. But even for the Amos, there is no reason to abandon their comrades in arms so simply: "However, although reinforcements from other fortresses cannot be counted on, I remember that the reinforcements from your Mycroft Civilization Headquarters are needed recently. Arrived? Anyway, according to the strength of the fortress and our strength, there is no problem in blocking it safely for a few months."

Hearing this proposal, Kreiler couldn't help but fell silent.

Ever since he was brought back to Mycroft from the Blood War Galaxy by that lord, as a man of the moment, he returned to the fleet full of glory. As someone who was valued by that adult and even bestowed with special equipment, naturally no one would make things difficult for him. In addition to the existence of Elma who later awakened himself and defeated the limit virus with his own will, he soon returned to the establishment , and even got the chance to command a combined fleet.

It's not difficult—with Erma's precepts and deeds, as well as his own diligent study, Kreller's not bad aptitude has been fully utilized, but the better he performs, the greater the challenges he encounters. Soon, he and the entire fleet were transferred to the front line, and began a years-long defensive battle against the evil god's family.

Seriously—the taste of fighting is not bad. Apart from having to endure the loss of the death of familiar people from time to time, and the loss of being familiar with the fall and destruction of the fortress, there is nothing wrong with it. As a strong-willed Transcendent, Kreiler was able to bear this kind of change. A man who grew up in the Black Tide in the Far South Fortress had long been used to this kind of little grief caused by loss.

Compared with these, what he can't bear even more is "pinning his hopes on other people".

"Erma, don't be kidding, you hate this kind of thing the most, don't you?" With a sigh of relief, Kreller shook his head: "If you are the kind of person who will be a coward and wait for the reinforcements to rescue you, Back then, we wouldn’t have done so many things in the royal court of Amos—we wanted reinforcements, and we planned to fight back, not just to save our lives.”

"Yes, don't open your mouth—I know it all. It's just an attack from the evil god's army, the family members, the vanguard, the scouts, a branch team, and a tentative attack. Yes, it is such an insignificant attack that can kill us. Chased and fled in embarrassment."

In the void, there was no explosion sound, but the energy fluctuations caused by the destruction of the battleship and the death of the powerful evil god's family would still be like noises, forming ripples spreading one by one on the battleship's detection circle. At this moment, the ripples on the detection circle are as dense and mixed as a lake in a rainstorm, but Kreller's gaze still has 'courage': "But we are also united by multiple galaxy civilizations, Mike Luo It’s just a small fleet. As long as reinforcements of even one-third the size of the fleet help me attack the flanks of the evil god’s family, I’ll turn around right away. Destroy them."

"Then what can you do?"

Hearing this, Elma couldn't help laughing, and she reminded: "The evil god family that chased us just now has been destroyed, but if you continue to stay outside the fortress, you will become the target of other family members. Don't hurry up and make a decision. At that time, it will be equivalent to attracting the enemy to attack the fortress."

In the Biros Galaxy Fortress community, each fortress has a unique breath-covering magic circle. If you don't encounter it head-on in the void, you can't find the main body of the fortress just by relying on breath sensing-but the fortress itself can still exert limited teleportation. Restricting the ability to leap and let the enemy fall into the void, they can only run around in a daze, unable to find the target they should destroy, and then they are individually defeated by the fortress fleet that can accurately find the enemy, and they are destroyed one by one.

For civilization, this should be considered the most disgusting kind of fortress group, even if it has all-powerful strength, it can't exert the slightest bit-but for the army of evil gods, it is not that troublesome.

As long as you run over the entire void with ten, a hundred times, a thousand times ten thousand times more military power than your fortress area, then naturally there will be no hidden body. Fleet action itself is a good way to find fortresses one by one.

"I do have an idea."

After issuing several orders for the fleet, Kreller was about to discuss the next action with Erma, but at this moment, a voice that had been translated but could still be heard from the communication circle sounded tired. sound.

"The tenth star district, Batonil wants to... attack... besiege... unstoppable... rescue..."

Intermittent voices, only a few key words can be heard, but anyone can understand that this is a request for help that is exactly the same as that sent by Kreiler before. A fortress is being besieged by the evil god's family and cannot be resisted. Rescue is urgently needed. .

Dozens of this kind of help messages can be received every day. After all, this is the front line, and it is in an extremely critical state at any time. Torn to shreds.

"Thirteen-star district, Batonil Fortress, that seems to be the fortress group of civilization in the Tolan Galaxy. Their strength is a bit weak. If they encounter the same impact as ours, they will indeed be unable to defeat them."

Erma's voice sounded, and she reminded with a deep meaning: "What's the matter? Kreiler, you hesitated. But they are not human beings, do you plan to help them?"

"how?"

Hearing this sentence, Kreller couldn't help snorting. He raised his head, looked at the biological dome of the battleship, and said with a grin: "What if it's not human?"

What is the difference between human beings... and other life forms?

--it's the same.

"It's okay, it's all the same."

He waved his hand and said boldly: "Since I can't wait for reinforcements, then I'll be someone else's reinforcements—anyway, what you said before is correct, it's fine to keep the fortress for a few months, let them wait." Reinforcements from the headquarters."

"As for now, on behalf of the Mycroft civilization, I will assist our allies who jointly resist the evil god's family!"

The flames of war are still raging.

Countless fleets, relying on solid fortresses, sailed in the void, like dexterous little swords, crushing countless darkness that invaded it, and countless clusters of evil gods' families, turning them into indistinguishable debris in the turbulent flow of time and space.

But the fortress is also crumbling, and the front line is constantly being pressed and retreated. The endless darkness is only the tip of the iceberg now, but even so, the civilizations that have joined forces to resist it are almost unable to breathe.

And in the silent void, at the front of the front of the battle line closest to the Beros Galaxy, a huge existence like a light wheel, with dark stardust escaping, emerged from the infinite dark void, and it was wrapped in chaos. The aura of destruction and destruction appeared in front of the eyes of all existences, and then, like this, slowly entered the Biros Galaxy.

Suddenly, all communications were cut off, all fleets and fortresses became isolated islands, and everyone wandered alone and fearfully in the void, fearing this change.

[Isolation] Evil God, descend.

Starfall 862, February 20th, at 4:55 a.m. Mycroft standard time, the first evil god among the endless army of evil gods arrived in the galaxy of order.

In Starfall 862, on February 20th, at 8:21 a.m. Mycroft standard time, the seven gods of Mycroft, who also descended, teamed up to smash the [isolation] evil gods in the Beros Galaxy Fortress community.

[Isolation] Evil God, annihilate.

From this day on, strong civilizations from all over the multi-dimensional galaxy came to the fortress one after another. Many gods of civilization, protectors, countless powerful strongmen and creations, representatives and sharp weapons of civilization, all came from the deep Floating underwater, showing in the eyes of others. Everything is to resist the endless dark swarm, which is far deeper and vaster than any ocean.

The years of petty fighting between the scouts and the forward fortress are over, and starting today is the prelude to the real decisive battle between order and chaos.

Starfall 862, June 10, 9:13 pm Mycroft Standard Time, Lost Galaxy Abyss, the center and deepest part of the Great Maelstrom of Creation.

[It doesn't matter - it's all the same]

Accompanied by a world being turned into ashes by an artificially catalyzed evil god, and this evil god was completely crushed by a greater force, analysis, an incomparably grand voice that seemed to run from the source of everything to the end of everything, Thus speaks from this dead eternity.

And a mind that was even more magnificent and far more terrifying than the will lodged in the remains of this evil god descended, completely erasing all these changes in a cold manner.

In the center of the great vortex of creation, there is an extremely huge silver world that looks like the prototype of a super-large single world. Like a cornerstone, it is right in the center of this vortex. Will replaces the rules in it.

It can be seen that around this silver world, there are countless star compass and regularly arranged worlds. These worlds seem real, but they are like shadows, between the virtual and the real - and the silver world connects all the worlds , sometimes turning several of them into entities, and sometimes annihilating several worlds, destroying everything in them.

It can be sensed that in the destroyed world, there is a breath of chaos coming from it. It is true and true, and it really belongs to the breath of evil gods. The great being who got the information he wanted destroyed it with a single thought. This silver world releases invisible fluctuations. While affecting these worlds under its own control, it also affects the entire creation vortex, causing countless reincarnated worlds to bear special marks.

Another chaotic breath was conceived, evil gods were being formed, and the dead eternity began to swallow order, making everything return to silence.

It was another cold sweep of will, turning this chaos into nothingness, but this time, perhaps after countless experiments and attempts, he was finally in the process of analyzing eternity countless times. Collected the last piece of the puzzle and got the information I wanted.

[It's okay—it's all the same—eternity is splitting—]

[It doesn't matter—it's all the same—the real infinity is being born—]

silence.

Then, is to speak.

"Are they all the same?"

In the silver world, there was a grand and indifferent voice. The soldier stared at the place where the world that he had just annihilated was located. He connected his heart with the information that he had obtained the last piece of the puzzle. He suddenly realized, and then shook his head firmly.

"No, not the same."

boom--

The silver world began to gradually deform. The four-armed giant slowly stretched out his hand. The stick-shaped object that was originally just a barrier to the outer world gradually turned into a clear iron fist. He grasped the last remaining ashes of the world and brought it to his eyes. , watch carefully.

"Ah, I understand, 'Dead Eternity' and 'Eternal Spectacle'—so that's the case, the mastermind behind the scenes, so this is your intention, your purpose."

No wonder you want to destroy all over-developed civilizations and over-established existence.

Joshua Van Radcliffe let out a long sigh. For the material multiverse, more than ten years have passed, but for the silver world, for countless worlds that have been spawned and destroyed, Tens of millions, hundreds of millions of years, or even millions of years have passed. The warrior who witnessed all the destruction and rebirth felt that this was just a moment, and it seemed like eternity. In this short but long time, what did he gain and what did he abandon.

But most importantly, he finally found the answer that bothered him and all the sages before him.

"Behind the scenes, you say it's all the same?"

"No, never the same."

Ah, I finally got it out, the last paragraph of the series, and the next one is the normal plot.

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