Chapter 961

This is a dark time.

The galaxy is burning. Thousands of years ago, all the sages and wise men's optimistic deduction and speculation about the future of civilization were declared invalid, and prosperity and peace disappeared. All this was because the peaceful world ushered in uninvited bad visitors - Chaos evil god, who bewitched a small number of stupid and pathetic races, while inducing tragedies, threw his own shadow into the vast world, A tide darker than shadows.

It was a time of resistance.

The world is breaking. The great flames of war began to spread among the stars. In the face of the God of chaos, who transcended despair and death, and their endless families who devoured the soul, the ancient intelligent cluster woke up from the dust, and countless civilizations chose to fight against it. They fought side by side with other races to protect the galaxy. Countless people try to lead the unity of order to overcome the darkness and lead the light of civilization back to the stars.

It's a time of fragmentation.

The fighting seems to be endless. We can see that the stars in the Milky way are extinguished in turn, just like the extinguished candles, leaving only the dead black, while the stars fall into a sea of fire and are gnawed into nothingness. The curse and hatred of countless intelligent lives do not make the evil spirits far away, but make them gradually gather and approach, It's like an evil beast attracted by blood.

The cry of the innocent and the roar of the rebellious reverberate and reverberate across the sky. Thousands of years of war and confrontation have united the civilization of order, but also made the power of chaos accumulate to an extremely terrifying level - the army of evil gods has occupied all the shadows, and they have gathered, converged and pressed the border, And all civilizations can only choose to fight head-on.

Because they have no way back.

The era of glory and glory has come to an end, and the era of suffering and despair has begun.

On the other side of the dark vacuum, the broken space station, like a Ferris wheel, is flying silently. You can see that a large piece of the "Ferris wheel" is missing. According to the broken traces, it seems that some ferocious beast has nibbled away the broken piece. In the damaged space station, there is no life reaction, even the electronic equipment has long stopped running, and everything is dead, let alone responding.

On the bright side of the star, twelve empty cruisers are waiting to stay at the edge of the heliosphere. Their position is the end of the solar wind, and also the place where the interstellar medium begins to appear. Facing the huge space station coming, this cruising fleet begins to scan with great solemnity and seriousness, and launches an unmanned probe to explore.

"No chaotic response."

"No life response."

"The function stops completely. There is no power, psionic power or magic power in operation."

"The estimated time of destruction is 1700 years ago - its last jump exhausted all its energy, and then it drifted in a vacuum, creeping little by little, and came to us."

As the UAV gets closer and deeper into the interior of the damaged space station, the report becomes more and more detailed. You can hear the relevant detection personnel in charge exclaim: "wait... There are a lot of plant seeds found here!"

"Here, too! It's strange that this space station seems to have no design for living things, only maintenance facilities for automatic intelligent maintenance and operation... Unfortunately, it is also damaged. "

"Ah! I found the biological genetic factor library here! My God, so much, so much! This warehouse... Does it store all the biological genes of a planet? "

With more and more discoveries, the cruising fleet soon realized that this space station, which looks like a Ferris wheel, is actually a "fire" carrying all the information of the whole civilization.

Or, a tombstone, a... Letter.

By supplying energy and restarting some space station equipment, soon the Scouts of the cruising fleet extracted the original civilization and history of the space station from the system without any encryption or even actively cooperating with the interpretation.

It's a race that just broke through the atmosphere and flew into the sky. They are less than 100 years away from their first satellite launch. They even find it extremely difficult to explore the moon of their parent satellite. This species, whether using the technology of ordinary matter and cosmic energy or extraordinary power, is at the very primary extreme. They should be regarded as the most insignificant and inconspicuous kind in the world of stars.

Then, such an ordinary and humble race was attacked by the chaotic clan.

The unmanned machinery connects the database of the damaged space station. The members of the fleet silently analyze each other's records and pass down the image: they see that the dark shadow blocking the sky is sweeping thousands of stars, the sun goes out one by one, and the stars disappear one by one. They saw the brilliant war and the resistance of civilization in the universe, and the fleet representing order was eaten up by endless beasts.In the past decades, this race has been discussing whether there are aliens in the world. Now, the most powerful evidence appears directly in front of them in the most cruel way.

They're scared, they're desperate, there's no doubt they want to escape - but how? They really don't have any skills or strong people. They don't have much time to think about the evil gods who may appear in front of them in a few months or years.

This huge space station equipped with the most elementary jump engine is the last voice of this civilization to the world.

"Is this the fire of our civilization or the gravestone of our civilization?"

In the space where all the world's species data, all the plant seeds and all the biological gene pools are stored, one of the engineers who should be building the space station asked before the end of the day: "is it really meaningful for us to do this? Those monsters are so powerful that the spaceship built by the Federation is dead at all... "

"It's all the same."

Another engineer calmly replied, "at least we resisted."

"At least we chose hope."

The last, the last.

1700 years later.

The dilapidated space station passes through the waiting cruising fleet. All the warships silently surround it, gently apply their psionic stance, slow it down and stop it.

"At least we see you..." a plant race closed his eyes and whispered, "you are not alone. We are with you."

More than five completely different races serve in warships, including plants, cicadas, spiders, apes and jellyfish. The Teheran system is the forerunner of order and chaos, and the nearest logistics base to the front line. There are more than 100 different civilizations and fleets here. Behind them are the bright stars of the Galactic Guardian alliance, while in front of them are the chaotic evils that breed shadows and darkness.

Now, the dilapidated space station floats from the darkness. It's the last fire of civilization, the last tombstone, and a posthumous letter written peacefully, knowing that you will die.

——It's another civilization knocked down and destroyed by the darkness, which goes out like a burnt out torch.

But that doesn't mean despair.

"No matter how many times I see it, my heart will not be numb."

The young, cicada like race is watching the space station slowly disintegrated by the psionic beam, and the database and warehouse are classified and stored in the ship. His expression is extremely complex, and his tentacles tremble: "on the contrary, it will ignite anger and the desire to resist."

All races nodded in silence.

It's different from being invaded by other civilizations, from the civil war between order civilizations, or even from being eaten by the interstellar beasts wandering among the stars, by the swarms of insects and by the plankton in space... It's extremely meaningless to be destroyed by chaos.

The former, whether it is the failure or success of resistance, is to block the invasion of the aggressors, or the country is ruined and become slaves; It doesn't matter whether it's forced to be incorporated, turned into a vassal, or whether the whole race and the planet are eaten alive. It's all part of the natural order cycle.

Of course, civilization may indeed be destroyed, everything will be wiped out, no matter the country, culture or race can exist, but the loser has not completely disappeared: because everything of the loser will be decomposed and absorbed by the winner and turned into nutrition.

Whether it's nutrition in the literal sense, or some enlightenment in thinking, some sparks, some fragmentary fragments recorded in history, or the influence of dressing style and fashion design. The loser will always be swallowed by the winner, even the belt bone.

Then, the winner will move forward, and the food in his stomach will provide energy. There will always be people moving forward, along with all the losers have lost.

——Our civilization has failed and become the food of other civilizations. Of course, we can't help clenching our fists, but in the final analysis, it is still a part of the cycle of order, just like the ecological cycle of lions and tigers hunting antelopes on the grassland in the age of the ancient planet.

Culture will be absorbed, and technology will enlighten others. Even the seemingly useless body is still useful in the final analysis - even if it becomes fertilizer and dung.

There's no need to be unhappy. It's just like who hasn't eaten other creatures, and who hasn't seen the body after death decomposed and eaten by bacteria and other small organisms. Even rice seedlings need fertilizer. Everyone is the same as each other. The doomed outcome is not unacceptable.

But chaos is different.

The result of civilization destroyed by evil gods is meaningless.No one benefits from it, no one gets anything from it, victory is meaningless, and destruction is meaningless. If we say that the war against the two civilizations is a war of survival in which the two civilizations have exhausted all their resources, no matter who wins in the end, someone will eventually absorb all the nutrients, become stronger and go higher - but be destroyed by chaos, then there will be no culture, technology or dung, and chaos will only erode the last remains of civilization into its own copy, This is the ultimate nothingness, absolute emptiness.

"Put these in the 'life vault' and give them to the 'life vault' next time... Our great leader, the benevolent iron leader, has been collecting these."

The commander of the fleet gave an order, and the jellyfish like intelligent life sent a message with the power band: "besides, it's time to strengthen the defense - the great detour battle destroyed the" eternal void anchor "of those chaotic families. They are frantically fighting back, trying to find a second suitable place and create a new anchor."

"The experience of the Tanya people taught us that if something can't be done, we should destroy the planet by ourselves, and we should never be transformed by chaos..."

The jellyfish commander seemed to want to continue to speak, but with a roar that seemed to appear directly in his ears, and with the great brilliance coming directly from behind, all his thoughts were interrupted.

"What, what's going on?"

The jellyfish commander was shocked to call up the observation lens behind him. Then, he saw that the "jump guide anchor" at the edge of the galaxy in the center of the Teheran Galaxy suddenly glowed - seven colors of light like a rainbow appeared layer by layer, and then turned into tiny streams of light, like a rainstorm, extending toward the dark depths of the starry sky.

Just as it happened, a ray of light flew straight towards them, making several cruisers subconsciously evade.

But to be exact, the light is straight, flying towards the "Ferris wheel space station" which is about to be completely disintegrated.

It was a red light - representing anger, courage, and unwilling to fight.

[emotion locked. The time has come for you to fight back against the Kumar civilization in Teheran

Red light, like an illusion, seeped into the space station... And then.

It began to glow and tremble, and a layer of virtual shadow condensed and formed on the surface of the space station: it was a bear like race with strong arms and body. He looked simple, honest and resolute. The eyes of virtual shadow were not at a loss, only resolute anger and courage. Members of the cruising fleet can't help exclaiming, because this is the extinct race that built the space station.

Endless emotions stir the whirlpool, and the huge seven color light shines in the void. It not only shines on all the resonant remains of civilization, but also spawns a reluctant soul.

The spirit of civilization looks directly at the dark void, at the enemies of the past - they have indeed failed, even the wreckage does not leave a piece of tile, they are awakened, but not much power. These spirits can't change anything. They are just reappeared by a great will, so that he can understand more clearly from the history of these civilizations how the star world has fought against chaos over the years, and how many evil spirits are behind the darkness.

But that's not to say it's useless.

Because "want to fight" is the final "meaning.".

In the atrium galaxy, the silver world slowly rises in the cheers and prayers of countless people, and becomes a star shining on the sky. A brand new sun is left behind by him. The summoned soldiers stir the seven colors of light that make the galaxy tremble. They enter all the jump entrances and all the portals, starting from the nodes cast by countless civilizations, To every part of the universe.

Whether it's the wreckage of an uninhabited star, or the planet that has long been reestablished order, whether it's the dark realm occupied by chaos, or the huge fortress surrounded by the center of civilized galaxy, the light is spreading, briefly arousing all unwilling spirits.

——Here he comes.

The leader of strife has arrived. He stands erect and sees the ruins and unwilling graves of all civilization sacrifices. He reads the history of the world, the voice of civilization, and understands the deep sorrow and long-term loss of all life. He is here to uncover the bloody scab, bring pain and bring a new era at the same time. He will lead life to fight, Towards rebirth, or towards extinction.

It's fighting that doesn't change.

The dark ages have just begun, but Mars has begun to spread beneath the curtain.

In the age when the distant stars are still shining, and when the anger has not been completely extinguished, the last fire of war in the vast world is about to be ignited.

So heaven and earth change colo