Soul of Burning Steel

[Death is a catastrophe that most intelligent lives will face no matter how they avoid it.

An undefeated general, a powerful emperor, a researcher who transcends the times...No matter who you are, no matter how good you are as an individual, you will feel powerless in the face of death.

Because death cannot live forever, fragile mortals need to reproduce, have offspring, and pass on knowledge and strength to later generations.

Because of death, all selfish lives are either forced or voluntarily chosen to give. Because it is destined to usher in the end, in order not to be forgotten, they choose to pass on everything they have, to give to their children, or to inherit the ideas of the "heirs", and this is the original "inheritance and education" prototype.

It can be said so simply-death laid the foundation of civilization.

but if.

Just if.

A civilization overcomes death—then its members will regain the selfish nature of their instincts, abandon the collaboration and inheritance that has been carried out for tens of thousands of years, and as a lone but complete individual, self-consciously forever Live? 】

Who knows?

"—My parents have passed away for many years, even after hundreds of years, my body is beginning to grow old, but I still miss them very much."

The old voice sounded in the extremely wide hall. This voice did not deliberately amplify, it was just an old man’s vague muttering: "I always want to tell them every important decision I make, I think I want them to know my life and want them to be proud of everything about me."

"But I made a mistake."

A voice of remorse sounded, and then dissipated, as if it had never appeared before.

—Takul Annihilation Order, Twelve Sanctuary·Sky Screen World —

They are twelve extremely unique man-made worlds composed entirely of psychic energy.

Before the ten-thousand-year racial war with the Amos, there was only one canopy world, which existed as the capital of the cult at that time, but now, the twelve sanctuary, the world collection, is already a spanning number A behemoth in a star field, they serve as the political center, cultural center, and commercial center of the Order...In short, the center of everything civilization lies.

They are the pride of the Thakur people. Both Amos and Thakur know well that the Twelve Sanctuary is the last and strongest fortress of the Thakur—in the long past, there have been At the moment when the Royal Court of Amos defeated the Takul Order’s defenses and ignited the flames of destruction to the order’s capital, but in that long world offensive and defensive battle, the imposing Royal Court’s army hit a wall under the complete defense of the canopy world Stopped, and finally had to come back under the threat of reinforcements.

In the rumors of the Amos with disgust and fear, in the center of the twelve sanctuary, there is no core center known to foreigners, and the biggest secret of the Thakur is hidden.

They didn't guess wrong.

Because in the center of the twelve sanctuary, there is indeed a thirteenth world that is unknown to outsiders.

In the **** galaxy, the Thakur Annihilation Order, in the center of the Twelve Sanctuary, a void shrouded in waves of surging psychic energy and divine power like a sea tide, you can see a small world, quietly spinning in it.

And the chief patriarch of Thakur Order, Georg Thakur is in this small world, a huge celestial-level hall that is extremely large and occupies more than 95% of the entire world. To move forward.

This is a magnificent hall composed entirely of silver-blue psychic media. It is simple and upright in shape, without any extra decorations and runes. Except for the almost endless seats and platforms on both sides of the hall, there are two rows straight into the sky. Giant pillars and endlessly extending ladders constitute a descending path to the core of the world.

And above the sky dome, under the dome of the palace, a blue-blue psychic and divine combination of extraordinary sun, just like a chandelier, releases light and shines on the world.

[Faith guides the direction, wisdom forges the way forward]

[No need to be confused, talk to doubts]

[We will always be with you]

I can faintly hear that in the psychic and divine power that fills the temple of the whole world, a faint oracles sounded, and then it returned to silence.

In this faintly sounding voice and light, the Patriarch silently moved forward, bit by bit, towards the core of the world. His face was painful and exhausted, and his heart seemed to be suffering tremendously.

"Stupid, I made a mistake..." He whispered to himself: "But it is my compatriots who have suffered."

—Wisdom and stupidity are relative.

[A life with wisdom will naturally make stupid actions: because of feelings, because of stupidity, because of impulse, because of instinct...and finally, because of faith.

Faith is fanatical worship, the furthest distance from the truth. It’s hard to admit that in a super-empty force that spans the galaxy of the world, there will be primitive religions—except for the world and civilization where the true **** exists. The true **** among those forces, no matter how bad it is, is nothing more than a dictatorship cult.

When God is just the highest class, a realm that can be reached by mortals, the boundaries between Him and man are blurred, and the so-called belief has faded into a kind of adherence to the doctrine of correctness and truth.

But Thakur Annihilation Order is different.

Their beliefs are true beliefs, not an idol, a real god, and a ‘respect’ and ‘worship’ for the true power of the true God.

Moreover, what they believe in is not ‘annihilation’, or ‘prophecy’, or a ‘concept’, and they even believe in not ‘faith’.

But they themselves. 】

"Ah, hello."

"you're good too."

Walking on the steps of the palace that had sunk into the deepest depths of the earth, the silent chieftain suddenly spoke. He turned his head and hit the seemingly empty area on the side, and raised his hand to say hello. What was surprising was that a gentle voice really responded to him, and he could even vaguely see that a colorless and translucent phantom flashed away, with a smile on his face.

【Intelligent life, rejecting death forever, apart from their desire to'live', perhaps their greatest desire is to defeat'death'.

The vast majority of people have failed. They died and disappeared from this world. A small group of people succeeded partly. Although their bodies decayed, their spirits survived.

The former are all living beings, the latter are the top elites in the history of civilization, perhaps because of this, or perhaps not, but I have to admit that intelligent life pursues the motivation of the desire for'immortality', and certain parts of it are also incorporated.' Become an elite and leave your name in history' in this desire.

Therefore, under the spur of this driving force, civilization has made constant progress and constant change.

In order to defeat death, in order not to be forgotten, in order to prove his existence.

—I exist, both now and in the future. 】

The Patriarch’s forward speed looks very slow, but in fact it is very fast. He walks in a world that is completely shaped by psychic energy. The only thing that determines his forward speed is his advancement in thought, which is manifested in the external world. Movement is nothing but a symbol, a ritual to activate something.

And this ceremony has gradually reached the end. You can see that in the surrounding world halls, more and more translucent figures have suddenly appeared and disappeared. The almost infinite seats are filled with densely packed people, and they seem to be meditating and praying. , Meditation figure.

Until the end, even the sky, the earth, and every inch of the space of the temple appeared translucent waves, as if the whole world was beginning to wake up, the Patriarch just arrived in this mysterious world of the temple, located in the center of the deep underground. .

He raised his head and looked at the center of the magnificent palace forged with the world as its raw material.

It was an incredibly huge, translucent texture, gleaming with colorless brilliance, and a burning ball of light.

-On the surface of the ball of light, endless faces are emerging, and endless translucent figures are flying out and submerging in it, just like entering and exiting the door. The Patriarch looked at the ball of light. , His original tired and self-blaming expression changed slightly, with a hint of pride, a little pride.

Because that is the supreme creation of the Thakur people, the object of faith, that is the miracle forged by their civilization, and it is also the proof that Thakurn has overcome death and has come to this point.

—The Source of Infinite Divine Power—

Psionic energy requires wisdom and thinking to condense the concrete and transform it into a real force.

And divine power requires the most extreme feelings, concepts, and thinking to be released from the source and flow out into the real world.

The two are in the same line, and are the supernatural powers of a natural unity. The so-called almost infinite psychic power and divine power actually represent almost infinite thinking and wisdom... In a sense, for a psychic or a **** civilization, if there is one A place can provide infinite psychic and divine power, then that place must be the kingdom of heaven, a real heaven that exists on earth.

And the source of infinite divine power change is the paradise created by the Thakur people themselves.

The Patriarch is standing in front of the source of infinite divine power. He can see that in this burning ball of light, there are endless translucent shadows appearing. They are behind him, in front of him, and in front of him. Side, on the top, bottom, left, and right of oneself—this sounds terrifying and terrifying, but these phantoms are watching the Patriarch gently, without a trace of malice in their eyes.

"Hello, our patriarch."

They said so, in a kind and cordial tone, as if they were greeting the old man next door: "What's wrong, you look a little tired."

"...I hope you are well."

Hearing such an innocent voice, the old Patriarch couldn't help but choked up a little. He was holding back the sadness and guilt, and tremblingly said, "Really...I hope you are doing well."

"Of course we are fine."

All the phantoms sang in unison, layer upon layer of this voice sounded at the same time, like a mountain whistling a tsunami, but the next moment, because everyone stopped talking, the whole world hall was silent—the power contained in this sound was so huge , And so pure, they are uniform, as if they were the collective will of the Thakur people.

—In fact, this is the collective will of the Thakur.

Under the gaze of all the phantoms, the Patriarch did not stop his actions. He exhaled, and then stepped forward step by step, ready to touch the ball of light, the surface of the source of infinite divine power, as if it were An ant wants to touch the sea of ​​soul.

"Be careful. There are too many compatriots who died some time ago, and their grievances have not completely dissipated. You will be very painful-the memories of their deaths are there."

And just as the Patriarch was about to touch the source of infinite divine power, some gentle voices sounded, prompting: "Do you need our help to bear it?"

"No, it's my responsibility."

Without any pause, the Patriarch stretched out his hand without hesitation and touched the light ball: "Because their deaths are all my fault."

"I must bear all this alone."

Flesh fingers touched the light of psychic and divine power, just like rain dripping from the sky, making ripples in the lake—just when the Patriarch touched the source of infinite divine power, the infinite psychic power Mixed with endless bursts of memories, at this moment, the old man felt that there were hundreds of billions of memories whose souls had been burned and consumed by extraordinary viruses were pouring toward him, and all the pain was converging toward him. .

But he didn't have any escape, the old man opened his arms and accepted all this calmly.

-The so-called source of infinite divine energy variation is the artificial psychic world created by condensing the power of all Thakur people, which belongs exclusively to their earth and heaven.

Unlike the canopy world, the canopy world requires sturdiness and stability, so it was forged by the patriarch of the Thakur of the past generations with his own power. There is no mixing of the psychic energy and soul of any other person, and the infinite **** can change The source is essentially the backup of the thinking of all Thakur people, and the condensing of the soul, psychic energy, thinking, and memory of all Thakur people.

Strictly speaking, this mental backup does not require the existence of a real soul. In a long period of time, there will always be people who will annihilate their souls due to battles and other reasons. However, the variable source of infinite divine power can be tracked and recorded in real time. Any Thakur with a'correct belief' can destroy the individual's thinking as long as this'belief' exists, no matter whether its soul has been annihilated or not. Back up and keep it perfectly.

That's enough-there is no doubt that the existence of the infinite power source of change has defeated death. Its existence can prove that all Thakur people, whether they succeed or fail, are mortals or elites, have all existed. , Or they exist, there will always be people remembering them, as long as civilization continues, they will live forever.

Even death can not be the resistance of the Thakur people, but will become their help.

Moreover, this miracle of breaking through life and death not only did not separate the Thakur people, but firmly connected them.

I can feel that almost infinite power is exploding. Because of infinite thinking and wisdom, it can create infinite psychic and divine power. This is also the origin of the name of the source of infinite divine power, based on the collective of'Takul people' The civilization that links the great source can be said to be collectively formed into a deity named'Takul people'. It is the pinnacle creation in the realm of psychic energy and divine power, an eternal wonder.

Of course, this is not without cost-just because all the thoughts and memories of all individuals are recorded, emotions will also accumulate and turn into a vortex that swallows everything. It is precisely because the number of people who died in the foreign war is too large in the long period of time. Therefore, the accumulation of endless hatred affects all the existing Thakur people. The obsession called'hatred' has turned this originally moderate civilization into an annihilation sect that is now killed by foreign races.

Of course, all Thakur people don't care about this, because they will never forget, and they never intend to forget hatred.

The source of the infinite divine power is changing fiercely. In a short moment, the colorless ball of light changed all the colors of this multiverse, magnificent like a dream, and with the touch and communication of the Patriarch , A door leading to the deepest source of infinite divine power was opened.

Accompanied by a hum, inside the blazing white ball of light, there are eleven most powerful souls, with other powerful souls or thoughts flying out of them, standing on the one that slowly retracts his hands. In front of the Patriarch.

Compared with the endless number of phantoms with translucent bodies on the side, these powerful souls have physical, even enough spiritual energy to shape entities for themselves-in other words, this is not dead at all, as long as they are willing , They can return to the material world anytime and anywhere, just in order not to let their own old thinking mode affect the future of civilization, they actively choose to integrate into it.

In the face of eternal life, these souls chose to continue to inherit and leave a better hope and future to the next generation.

The Patriarch knew that this was also his own future.

He raised his head and stared at the past patriarchs and the souls of other powerful prophets in front of him, standing in front of him.

"This is the successor I chose, how about it? Isn't it better than us?"

"Hahaha, it's a good choice." "It's worthy of being my successor, even if the chosen successor is better than my choice!" "It's okay, it's better than me."

The hustle and bustle of voices echoed in the center of the palace world. The old man looked at these souls, and he could feel encouragement, comfort, appreciation, comfort, and pride. All kinds of well-intentioned emotions gathered, but he was a little bit at a loss.

The Patriarch himself couldn't accept it.

"I am sorry."

Facing these curiously looking at his soul, he lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and said every word: "Because of my mistakes, when exploring the spiritual energy head, a strange world... suddenly appeared. The spread of the extraordinary virus caused the death of countless compatriots."

Clenching his fists, even his straight waist was a little bit about to be overwhelmed by the breathless self-blame. The old man recalled that not long ago that swept the Order, spreading around the Twelve Sanctuary, killing countless Thakura The extraordinary plague of ordinary people, and even a large number of elite talents... The Patriarch’s voice is extremely bitter, and he can only mutter to himself little by little: "It's all my fault... it's my mistake, it's my ruin The future of our civilization’s ascent..."

The extreme plague spreads at the speed of thinking. Even with the fastest means of blockade and suppression, it also caused the death of a quarter of the total population of the Thakur Annihilation Order, especially because they are probably the number one in this multi-galaxy. A civilization that was exposed to the extreme plague, without any warning, nor any skills to resist, until the strong, headed by the Patriarch, found a way to stop the spread of the plague, the most elite quarter of the Thakur people died.

Even the most advanced soul preservation technology, in the face of the extreme plague, only a small part of the soul is preserved. For others, if the soul is not annihilated, only the recorded thought and memory are preserved, or the soul is missing. For one part, it also takes a long period of warming up to recover from the source of infinite divine power changes.

This is the biggest disaster in Thakur people's history. As the leader who presides over all of this, he can hardly shirk the blame for this patriarch.

However, no one blamed him.

"It doesn't matter, our patriarch, all this is our collective decision, not your fault."

A sea-like voice sounded—not just the eleven most powerful souls, the souls of the prophets of the past, all the translucent shadows, the souls that filled the whole world hall, all said in unison: "Even if you are wrong, But we all forgive you too."

"Don't blame yourself, don't regret, the future is so changeable, even if faith guides the way, wisdom forges the way forward, we cannot predict what we will encounter in the road."

"Everything is the fault of the alien, the fault of those odious aliens."

"Our compatriots, don't blame yourself. This is an inevitable sacrifice in the face of the unknown. Although regrettable, you are already very cautious. There is no ‘error’ in all of this, but the enemy is too strong and surpasses our imagination."

In this wave of voices, the patriarchs of the previous generation nodded slightly, that was exactly what they really thought.

For their successors, they all know that the Patriarch of this generation has done very well. Even they have no way to avoid this disaster. They can only say that as long as they want to explore the origin of psionic energy, then It is inevitable to encounter the extreme plague.

Being able to pay only a quarter of the population to pull the entire Thakur Order from the abyss brought about by this huge transcendent plague, this can only show that the Patriarch’s talents are outstanding, and it cannot be said that he does it. Is not good.

"You have done well enough, my boy."

In the light of the infinite divine power returning to the colorless light, a female Thakur walked out of the sea of ​​souls. She looked at the Patriarch tenderly and came to him.

In response, the old man opened his mouth. With his strength, he didn't know what to say for a while... because that old woman was his mother, one of the previous generations of prophets, and the strongest under the former Patriarch. The great psionicist, in a large-scale border conflict with the Amos, died in the postwar battle in order to protect the rear from retreating.

And his father who died early did not have such a strong strength to manifest a complete psionic body, but he could also be seen, smiling and watching his wife and children in a phantom not far away.

"We have been watching you, boy."

Even though she has become old and her body is beginning to decay, in the eyes of her mother, the Patriarch is still her own child. The woman with the same old appearance is staring into the eyes of her son earnestly, without speaking, she already knows that he is here. , Is what I want to do.

"Georg Thakur, the strong man who inherited the Patriarch's surname, my proud son... Do you have anything else to say?"

She asked gently: "At the end of the end, at the end of life, do you have anything else to say?"

We will remember for you, remember everything about you.

"...Thank you, mother."

The civilized old man named Georg raised his head, his one-eyed look at his mother, and then at the other patriarch who was looking at him seriously: "Thank you, compatriots."

He looked around at the translucent shadows around him, and stared at the huge temple of the world where all Thakur people were, as well as the souls and memories of all Thakur people that flooded this temple.

"I can get your forgiveness...I am very happy."

He muttered to himself: "It is the mission of my life to fight for our civilization and fight for you."

The incomparably huge core of the world, the source of infinite divine power changes began to rotate, and the colorless ball of light began to blaze. As the Patriarch strengthened his determination, infinite power began to pour on him.

It can be seen that the illusory souls and phantoms on the outermost and outermost periphery of this world hall began to dissipate one by one, because they took the initiative to maintain their own strength, all pinned on Georg's body-they still Existing in the source of infinite divine power change, it will not dissipate, but they will safely hand over the right and power to determine the future to their chief patriarch.

—Come on.

-do not give up.

—You are our strongest.

—So please keep going.

The silent information spread, reverberating in the realm of the soul, located in the center of this world, under the envelope of all Thakur souls, Georg Thakur’s power is constantly rising, and it grows by leaps and bounds, just like The water of the Seven Seas is poured into a lake, and hundreds of thousands of mountains are stacked on top of each other, making it expand and rise unlimitedly.

"I know... I know... I know that behind this infinite world is so dark and unreasonable."

"I know that this multiverse is full of malicious enemies and dangerous beasts."

"But I know—I know! I have relatives who love me, friends who support me, and compatriots who are walking with me!"

On the top of the head of the Patriarch, the twelve crowns light up, and the infinite psychic power and divine power converge, so that a colorless fireball with a smaller size, and a source of infinite divine power change with a smaller size appear in the center of the crown, becoming The most brilliant gem, you can see that Georg’s old body is beginning to become transparent. His body is melting under the influence of infinite divine power, because he is carrying the power of the entire Thakur civilization as an individual. .

This undoubtedly brought endless pain and suffering, enough to drive any mind crazy-but none of this matters.

Because he knows, knows the result of all this.

"I know that that is the other side of time and space. There are enemies that are too powerful to be added, and there are powerful enemies that can annihilate the future I foresee."

Most of the translucent shadows disappeared. Even the prophets of the past, the colored human figures began to gradually disappear, and in front of Georg, the old woman calmly stretched out her hand and stroked her child full of Wrinkles, but extremely firm cheeks.

"I know that when I go this time, it is very likely that even my soul is doomed to annihilate, and even my thinking cannot be preserved, so it is included here.

And her child smiled without a trace of regret.

"But I know that I must go, and I will do everything I can to destroy the enemy who killed a quarter of my compatriots, and destroy this may threaten the entire order, far more terrible than the Amos. enemy."

Because I am the chief patriarch of Thakur people, this is the life I chose.

—Because memories live forever, Thakur people never forget any hatred —

—Because memories live forever, so I never forget any love —

[The multiverse, wrapped in cruel malice, is in this cycle of sorrow.

Even so, I still have hope in my heart and look forward to tomorrow.

Whether facing the end of inevitable death,

Still doomed to annihilate the future.

In the hearts of all Thakur people, they are never alone, never alone.

Because in the canopy world where faith and soul are connected—

Everything is connected with the deepest love. 】

—So please don't show a sad expression. This is the most sincere and sincere choice of ‘I’.

The old man who was completely psychic, turning himself into a physical psychic singularity raised his hand and brushed away the mother who was dissipating, the virtual psychic tears that were flowing out.

The light dissipated, turning into fuzzy spots of light.

"I want to protect you."

Full of awakening, an extremely firm voice sounded. In front of Georg at this time, the souls of the past patriarchs began to dissipate, and all their power was submerged in the body of this patriarch: "Can be forgiven by you. , I am already very satisfied."

For life, for me, just being able to be born in the world, being born as a Thakur, is already very satisfying.

So thank you, mother.

Goodbye, fellow.

—I’m going to fight —

In the **** galaxy, in the void, in the center surrounded by the twelve sanctuary, you can see that the light of the world palace is extinguished.

The light that was once extremely bright, representing the source of infinite divine power change, is rapidly dimming.

But in the next instant, a light that surpassed all the previous brilliance came on, shining through the void!

At that moment, even the world brilliance gathered in the twelve sanctuary was completely suppressed-this radiance even surpassed time and space, awakening another huge will in the **** battle galaxy.

At the bottom of the **** battle abyss, the extremely large will raised his head in surprise, staring in shock.

"set off---"

Around the world hall in the center of the twelve sanctuary, there are still a group of phantoms that have not dissipated. These translucent phantoms of psychic energy surround the world and wait patiently.

-Lost due to the plague, the soldiers' memories are waiting for revenge.

And now, they waited, the voice that led them forward.

[During the extreme crisis, the Annihilation Religion, which killed a quarter of its citizens in just seven days, completely disrupted the internal production structure, and the entire civilized system has a huge gap. Even if the inheritance is not lost, they will never be lost. There is no capital to fight the Amos, let alone the unknown and powerful existence that caused all this.

Therefore, from then on, the Twelve Sanctuary·Sky Trap World will lead most of the people to abandon their homeland, abandon the long war with the Amos for tens of thousands of years, and go to hide in the void beyond the galaxy. And the Patriarch Georg Thakur, with all the power that can be used by the Infinite Divine Power, and the soldiers who are determined to exhaust all their own vengeance, will go to the source to destroy the enemy and ensure the evacuation of the people. Security is really invincible, and they have to completely destroy the traces of transmission they had inadvertently left in order to explore the spiritual energy head. 】

"…Goodbye."

Outside the Twelve Sanctuary, the former first prophet and now the current Patriarch is standing in the void. He silently watches the Patriarch and the Soul Legion turn into rays of light, opening the time and space that leads to the far end of time and space. Door door, it was only a moment before they were about to leave that he said goodbye softly: "Hope, see you again."

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Bloody Battle Galaxy, around the Royal Court of Amos, human captains, and alien rebels saw this brilliance as well. They stared blankly at the light shining like a meteor in the world galaxy until it disappeared.

Many more people saw it.

—At the end of cause and effect, at the origin of cause and effect —

—On the other side of life and death, on the other side of love and hatred—

Because of the selfishness called solipsism, because of the dedication called love, the individual called the beast, and the collective called civilization, two completely different wills have been handed over and collided.

and so…

The center is where the black hole of the silver heart is, and the battle formation of the desperate struggle is the source.

All possibilities are closing.