Soul of Burning Steel

The intelligent life will always feel fear and sorrow for the changes in the things they are most familiar with.

But the intelligent life is also in the process of adapting to and causing changes again and again, and constantly grows and completes.

And the extraordinary, the adaptability to this aspect can be said to be far superior to ordinary people.

Because they can witness longer time and make greater changes.

They can witness with their own eyes that their hometown has risen from a small mountain village into a great and civilized holy city. They can witness with their own eyes that the river they are familiar with has changed because of their own or other people's power flowing in other directions.

They can witness too many things, from the collapse of mountains to plains, from valleys to mountains, they can even witness the extinction and rebirth of stars and moons, the destruction and replacement of the sun... The more powerful the transcendents want to be in this regard In fact, it is very difficult to cause changes and make them feel emotional. It is like ordinary people don't care about moving the furniture in their own house, which can be regarded as a major event.

Not to mention, beyond the existence of the ordinary and transcendent—the existence called God—it is hard to imagine what changes will make them feel fear and sorrow.

But this is the fact.

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

Starfall 862, on February 19, Mycroft's world standard time is unknown, lost in the abyss of the Milky Way, 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 the open space.

He is recalling, recalling the distant past, thousands of years ago, memories related to himself.

Among the high-levels of Mycroft civilization, there is a secret that is not secret-where did the seven gods come from? For the general public, this question does not need to be considered, but for those who are close to the deity and the deity wants to surpass the deity, to understand the origin of the deity is definitely beneficial to their own strength. .

Originally, even the Seven Gods themselves did not know the answer to this question, but in the battle against the embryo of the dead evil god, the truth that had been sealed for a long time was finally revealed during the expedition to the deepest part of the abyss, everyone Know the origin of the seven gods, and the seven gods also know their origins.

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

——They were also human beings, a member of all living beings, and a pioneer barrier against chaos in the last era.

Many powerful people suddenly realized that they finally understood why the Seven Gods would guard the Mykrov civilization without any reason. Why these incomparable beings would keep their eyes on the sentient beings in this world because they were born for this. The asylum who died for this reason is the watch that stretched for two epochs.

Their doubts were answered, but the seven gods themselves who had been remembered as humans were recovered, but they were at a loss.

-There are too many changes.

Whether it’s the difference between this new-born Starfall Era civilization and the Glory Era, or the one who used to be the powerhouse of the Glory Civilization, and the one who is now the Seven Gods of the Starfall... the scenery of hometown has long since disappeared. Of the seven continents that used to be, only one remains, and the scenery of the hometown has long since disappeared. There is nothing in common between the current Mykrov and the old Mykrov.

All these changes are so huge that even the gods will be stunned, and even extremely terrifying thoughts will arise from the lowest level of thinking.

——Is all this really worthy of my protection?

——What I love, everything in my memory, has disappeared with the wind, the vicissitudes of life in the world, and even the blood of familiar people have gradually been cut off in the millennia. Apart from the same name, the current Mycrof is still Him. Have you ever sworn to protect everything including life and soul?

There is no answer.

"The only thing that doesn't change is chaos."

The God of Life raises his head. He is now at the deepest part of a galaxy in the world. He raises his head and looks at the multiple galaxies in the distance. It is like a person at the bottom of a well in deep time and space, looking at the sun and blue sky at the mouth of the well.

He could see that darkness was spreading and invading at the vast and infinite multi-galaxy boundary.

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

So soon, the gods came out of this confusion, and they once again moved forward firmly, guarding everything today-but he, the **** of life who is known as the "strongest god", a powerful candidate for the title, but He has never walked out of this small circle in his own heart. He is still in vague memories, searching for the difference between the past and the present.

The war in the Belarus Galaxy is becoming more and more fierce, and the collision between the Cthulhu family and civilization is gradually escalating. As the leader of the major alliance, the Mykrov civilization naturally has to set an example-so there is not much time left for the God of Life to remember. All the members of the seven gods will soon go to the front line together to support the already white-hot battlefield, and today is the last point left by the gods for themselves before leaving, to remember the time.

"Teacher, this is really different..."

Stopping at the boundary between the creation vortex and the abyss, the **** of life lowered his head, his expression completely covered by his veil, but his own voice revealed endless pain and confusion: "I can go to fight the evil god, Even if it’s another glorious death, even if it’s just for those living beings who believe in me, those children who extol my name, I am willing to swear to protect all things again-but this Mycroft civilization... Without your Mycroft Civilization...change is really too great."

"but……"

For some reason, the **** recalled a long time ago, when he had not fallen asleep and his memory had not been sealed, he was also in the deepest part of the abyss of the lost galaxy, and had a conversation with that one.

He still remembered the words that the person who had become unfamiliar, leaving from the deep abyss and heading to the original fire source, said with a smile.

"It's okay, Eve. You don't understand it now, but after that, 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 saint who once loved mankind has changed. He has become too large and magnificent, making people who have been close to him and familiar with him bewildered. He transformed into an infinite existence, and his will envelops the multiverse, causing the change called the "Holy Light" to affect all living beings.

He once loved individuals, loved relatives and friends, but after a long period of time, his relatives and friends disappeared, and only fellow followers named saints still followed. The infinite life of the powerful and transcendent gave him many things, but also Many things that have worn him away-no, it's not feelings, his heart is still hot, and even becomes deeper and deeper with the passage of time.

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

--it's the same.

How can it all be the same?

This is an uncomfortable change for civilizations and individuals who once enjoyed His love exclusively.

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

It’s good to show your weak posture once in a place that no one knows. Next, it’s time to fight as a deity-he is far less fragile, and far less hypocritical. He is the one of life that is eulogized. God is the guardian and protector of all lives. Compared with this duty, the sad and confused memories of that girl once, and those memories that don't matter, just abandon it.

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

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

——It was a pure white courtyard, located in the holy city fortress hanging high in the sky. Next to the tower of light burning with the sacred fire, a young girl was sitting on a bench in the courtyard with a book in her hand, and A gentle elder was standing behind her, explaining to her the Missing in the book.

The cold breeze from the far side passed through the courtyard, causing the grass and trees to sway, the hair floating around the girl's ears, the yellowed pages of the heavy books were turning, and the elderly's laughter was still clear.

"Not bad, Eve." At that time, he still belonged only to the Mycroft civilization, only to them, and only to her existence.

"——You deserve to be my best disciple!"

The laughter dissipated.

A pure white divine light, as it did in the past, lit up and passed through half of the galaxy.

The other six divine lights also light up from different places at the same time, converging in one place.

Chaos in the distance invaded and darkness spread. At this moment, it was another epoch reincarnation-the enemy of the past reappeared, and the disaster reappeared, but compared to before, this time Mikrov was not fighting alone.

"It's time to fight."

Accompanied by the huge time and space turbulence of the Ten Thousand Realm Sacrificial Site, the gods said so, they looked at each other and then smiled.

"It's time for revenge."

Then, go also.

Star Fall 862, February 19, at 11:24 PM World Standard, Mycroft Galaxy, Poly Galaxy, Belarus Galaxy, the top of the Pioneer Fortress community, at the front line.

The misty void, the brilliance of the Great Demon Tide, and the light of many world stars are mixed together to form a haze belt that is not bright, but the strong light emitted by the main guns of the many fortresses is like a supernova erupting, bringing the battlefield time and time again. Illuminate, penetrate the light belt, and smash the looming wave of darkness.

This place is not behind the stable and peaceful multiple galaxies, but the Belarus Galaxy Fortress group that has gradually fought with the invading Cthulhu Army for two years, which is the so-called front of the front.

Steel, or a fortress made of a material stronger than steel, is like a nail, rooted in the void, and a huge array of fortresses is turned into a huge array that can interfere with the edge of the entire galaxy. The source of disturbance prevents all non-friendly existences from hopping and moving at will. In other words, if the entire fortress group is not completely destroyed, there will basically be no enemies and can cross this front.

But now, at the forefront of this huge fortress community, thousands of fortresses have fallen, broken, and completely lost their functions.

An obviously human-style steel fortress stands in the void. Numerous runes are like a ring, revolving around the fortress. With it as the center, the turbulence of the dark void and time is filled with the remains of battleships and all kinds of evil gods. The corpses of the family members can even be seen. The fragments of several other fortresses are burning with energy and being pushed into the distance by the surging demonic tide.

The styles of battleships are roughly the style of Mycroft, but the Cthulhu family has many kinds-among them, there are huge insects, ugly monster shapes, and simple geometric bodies, even rectangular solids, cubes, and triangles. Black things can even be seen. In the corpse that is dissipating, there is like a light wheel, which is constantly dimming. Just looking at the strange family that does not look like the Cthulhu family at all, this light wheel still releases even though it is dimming. The weird energy disturbs all the fluctuations around.

"He's X, why haven't the reinforcements come yet?!"

A fairly intact fleet is rapidly sailing in this void full of wreckage and corpses. They continuously fired beams of light beams toward the rear, bombarding and killing the scattered Cthulhu family members that were constantly chasing them. As nothingness-but you can see, the leading battleship is not a human-style shape. It has a translucent surface armor, like a streamlined fusiform outer body like a biological battleship. It is waving hundreds of waves. The transparent tentacles created an invisible position, tearing a large group of menacing Cthulhu family into debris in the void.

No, this is a biological battleship.

And in this leading biological battleship, a young black-haired captain is holding the communication circle, roaring at the other end of the circle and saying something-but because the communication is really too noisy and unstable, soon He was angrily trying to throw the communication circle to the ground-fortunately, the captain had a good temper, and finally he just sighed: "No matter, the Grandi Fortress is also under attack. It is normal to have no reinforcements. Damn it, how come there are more and more families of the'Isolate Cthulhu' recently? This communication circle is completely useless!"

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

"It should not be so fast."

Can hear, a soft female voice rang from the battleship. It was not an auditory hallucination, but the voice of the battleship itself: "According to observations and analysis, the arrival of the Cthulhu headquarters is still a few years away. After all, they don’t have wisdom and self-will, so their speed has remained stable. Very mechanical and very predictable."

"That's terrible. If the evil gods will come soon, it proves that they are nothing more than that. But if it is still so long, according to the rising trend of the war intensity, I am afraid that the evil gods will not be used in the end, and the entire pioneer fortress group will Destroyed by family members."

The veteran fleet commander, the commander-in-chief of the'Mykrov-Atrium Joint Fleet', Kreler shook his head, and he said helplessly, "Elma, what should we do? If it weren't for your strength, our fleet I'm afraid it will be completely wiped out in the encirclement of the dependents just now. Now it has been broken up 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 this option. After all, we have seen it with our own eyes just now-this time the number of Chaos Clan is unexpectedly large. In this fortress theater alone, there are seven million. The chaotic family members of the mature body above their heads are all huge void beasts that have landed in the world, and one body is enough to make multiple golds fall into a bitter battle."

Biological battleship-to be precise, it is Amos. The newly promoted legendary powerhouse Elma said so peacefully, her tone was not panic. After all, with her strength, she could not beat the family's encirclement, so she would lead the team if it was a big deal. Breaking a path, at least she and Kreler are not in danger. But even for Amos, there is no such simple reason to abandon their comrades: "However, although the reinforcements of other fortresses cannot be counted on, I remember that the reinforcements of your Mycroft Civilization Headquarters are not just for the recent period. Are you there? Anyway, depending on the strength of the fortress and our strength, there will be no problem in security for a few months."

Hearing this proposal, Creel couldn't help falling into silence.

Since being brought back to Mykrov from the Bloody Battle Galaxy by that adult, as a man of the moment, he has returned to the fleet full of glory. As a person who is valued by that adult and even given special equipment, naturally no one will make things difficult for him. Coupled with the existence of Elma, who subsequently regained himself and defeated the limit virus with his own will, he soon returned to the organization. , And even got the opportunity to command a combined fleet.

This is not difficult-with Elma’s words and deeds, and his own diligent study, Krell’s not-so-bad qualifications have been fully utilized, but the more he performs well, the greater the challenge he will encounter. Soon, he and the entire fleet were transferred to the front line and began a defensive battle with the Cthulhu family for several years.

Seriously-the taste of fighting is really not bad. Except for the loss of the death of familiar people from time to time, and the loss of familiarity with the fall and destruction of the fortress, there is nothing wrong with it. As a strong-willed transcendent, Creel can withstand this change. The man who grew up in the Kuroshio in the Far South Fortress has even become accustomed to this kind of little grief caused by loss.

Compared with these, what he can't stand even more is ‘put his hopes on other people’.

"Erma, don't be kidding, you also hate this kind of thing the most, don't you?" Breathing out a sigh, Creel shook his head: "If you are the kind of person who can be a tortoise, wait for reinforcements to rescue you. Back then, we wouldn’t have done so many things in the Royal Court of Amos—we want reinforcements to fight back, not just to save lives."

"Yes, don’t speak—I know. It’s just from the Cthulhu army, from the family, from the front army, from the scout, from a branch team, a tentative impact. Yes, just such a trivial attack can take us The chase fled in embarrassment."

In the void, there was no explosion, but the energy fluctuations caused by the destruction of the battleship and the death of the powerful Cthulhu family would still be like noise, forming a spreading ripple on the battleship's detection array. 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 the multi-galactic civilization, Mike Luo It’s just a small fleet that is civilized, stationed in the Belarus Galaxy, and Jamad Fortress belongs to. As long as there were reinforcements of even one-third of the fleet to help me attack the flank of the Cthulhu family, I will immediately turn around. Exterminate them."

"So what can you do?"

Hearing this, Elma couldn't help laughing. She reminded: "The Cthulhu family who chased us just now has been destroyed, but if you continue to stay outside the fortress, it will become the target of other families. Don’t make a decision quickly. At that time, it will be equivalent to attracting the enemy to attack the fortress."

In the Belarus Galaxy fortress community, each fortress has a unique aura to conceal the magic circle. If it is not encountered directly in the void, the fortress body will not be found by the breath induction alone-but the fortress itself can still exert a limited transmission. Limiting the ability to leap and let the enemy fall into the void, they can only run around at a loss, unable to find the target that they should destroy, and then be destroyed by the fortress fleet that can accurately find the enemy, and then destroyed.

For civilization, this should be the most disgusting kind of fortress group, even if it has the power of the sky, it can't show the slightest - but for the evil **** army, it's not that troublesome.

As long as you use a military power that is ten times, a hundred times, and thousands of times more than your fortress area, to run over the entire void, then naturally there will be no hidden body, not to mention, follow the attack centered on many fortresses. Fleet action itself is a good way to find a fortress.

"I do have an idea."

Several orders were issued for the fleet. Creel was preparing to discuss the next action with Elma, but at this moment, in the communication array, there was a voice that had been translated, but it was still exhausted. sound.

"In the tenth three-star area, Batoni will...impact...siege...cannot resist...rescue..."

The intermittent voice can only send out a few key words, but no matter who it is, it can be understood that this is a request for help that is exactly the same as the previous Kreler. A fortress is being besieged by the Cthulhu family and cannot be resisted and urgently needs rescue. .

I can receive dozens of such help messages every day. After all, this is the front line, and when it is in a critical state, God knows when a large group of Cthulhu family members will emerge from the silent void, and then hit a fortress and take it. Torn to pieces.

"Ten three-star area, Batoneil 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 really can't beat it."

Elma's voice sounded, suggesting profoundly: "What's the matter? Kreller, you hesitated. But they are not humans. Is it possible that you intend to help them?"

"how?"

Hearing these words, Kreler couldn't help but snorted. He raised his head, looked at the biological dome of the battleship, and smiled: "What's the matter if it's not a human?"

What is the difference between human beings... and other lives?

--it's the same.

"It doesn't matter, it's all the same."

He waved his hand and said boldly: "Since I can't wait for reinforcements, then I will be someone else's reinforcements. Anyway, what you said before is correct. It is okay to keep the fortress for a few months. Let them wait. Reinforcement of the headquarters."

"As for now, on behalf of the Mykrov civilization, I will help our allies to resist the Cthulhu family together!"

The flames of war are still flying.

Countless fleets, relying on solid fortresses to travel in the void, are like a dexterous small sword, shattering countless intrusive darkness and countless clusters of evil **** family members into indistinguishable debris in the turbulent flow of time and space.

But the fortress is also shattering, and the front lines are constantly being oppressed and retreating. The endless darkness is now just the tip of the iceberg, but even so, it has already made the many civilizations that have joined forces to resist it almost unable to breathe.

And in the silent void, at the forefront of the battle line closest to the Belarus Star River, a huge existence like a light wheel, extremely large, escaping dark stardust, emerged from the infinite dark void, and it was carrying chaos. The breath of destruction and destruction appeared in front of all beings, and then, just like this, slowly entered the Belarus Galaxy.

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

[Isolation] Cthulhu, descending.

Star pendant 862, February 20, at 4:55 am Mycroft standard time, the first Cthulhu in the army of endless evil gods, arrived in the galaxy of order.

Starfall 862, on February 20th, at 8:21 a.m., Mykrov standard time, the same coming Mykrov Seven Gods joined forces to break [isolation] Cthulhu in the Belarus Galaxy Fortress community.

[Isolation] Cthulhu, annihilated.

From this day on, the powerful civilizations from all over the multi-galaxy have descended into the fortress one after another. Numerous civilizations’ gods, patrons, countless powerful powerful men and creations, representatives and sharp weapons of civilization, all from the deep Floating underwater, showing in the eyes of others. Everything is to resist the endless dark group that is far deeper and wider than any ocean.

The small fight between the Scouts and the Forward Fortress that lasted for several years is over. Starting today, it is the prologue of the real decisive battle between order and chaos.

Star Fall 862, June 10, 9:13 pm Mycroft Standard Time, Lost Galactic Abyss, the center of the Maelstrom of Creation, the deepest part.

[It doesn’t matter—all the same]

As a world was turned into ashes by the artificially catalyzed evil god, and this evil **** was completely crushed by a greater force, and analyzed, an extremely magnificent voice, as if from the source of everything, all the way through to the end of everything, In this way, it is said from this dead eternity.

And a more ambitious mind, far more terrifying than the will lodged in the remains of this evil god, descended, and coldly wiped out all these changes.

At the center of the Maelstrom of Creation, an extremely huge silver world, almost like the embryonic form of a super-large monolithic world, is located in the center of this vortex, just like a cornerstone. He stabilizes the hub of the reincarnation of the ten thousand worlds, and uses his own Will replace the rules.

It can be seen that around this silver world, there are countless stars and compasses, regularly arranged worlds. These worlds seem to be real, but they are like virtual 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 and destroying everything in them.

I can sense that in the destroyed world, there is a breath of chaos, which is true and true, and indeed belongs to the breath of the evil god, but it is not waiting for the breath that has just jumped and started to develop completely, and there is no way from it. Get the great existence of the information you want and destroy it with one thought. This silver world releases invisible fluctuations. While affecting these self-controlled worlds, it also affects the entire creation maelstrom, leaving countless reincarnation worlds with special marks.

Another chaotic aura was conceived, the evil **** was being formed, and the eternity of death began to swallow order, making everything quiet.

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

[It doesn’t matter—all the same—eternity is splitting—]

[It doesn’t matter—all the same—the real infinity is being born—]

silence.

Then, 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 was annihilated by him just now. He connected his heart with the message that the last piece of the puzzle had been obtained. He suddenly realized, and then firmly shook his head.

"No, it's not the same."

boom--

The silver world began to deform gradually, and the four-armed giant slowly stretched out his hand~www.novelmtl.com~ The stick that was originally a barrier to the outer world gradually turned into a clear iron fist, and he grasped the last remaining remaining in the world Ashes, and then brought it to his eyes, watching carefully.

"Ah, I understand, the'dead eternity' and the'eternal wonder'-that's it, behind the scenes, it turns out that this is your intention, your purpose.

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

Joshua Van Radcliffe sighed for a long time. For the material multiverse, more than ten years have passed, but for the silver world, for the countless worlds that have been spawned and destroyed, It is tens of millions, hundreds of millions of years, even millions of years have passed. The warrior who witnessed all this destruction and rebirth felt that it was just a moment, and it seemed to be eternal. In this short but long time, what he gained and abandoned.

But the most important thing is that he finally found the answer that bothered him and all the sages before.

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

"No, it's never the same."