Soul of Burning Steel

Priest felt that he had fallen into a huge and unimaginable dream.

When the information of the Accrafa hub for more than 6,000 years turned into an endless flow of information, which came in a rush that ordinary gold powerhouses would never be able to withstand, the seemingly flustered Priest had actually done it a long time ago. ready.

In the final analysis, it is nothing more than a mental shock. As the captain of the alien exploration team, how could Priest not be prepared to deal with this aspect when exploring a relic of the voice of the heart? It's just that even if he prepared in advance, he didn't expect the impact of this information to come so fast, so suddenly, and so huge.

The time that is enough to destroy and rebirth a civilization flies by in the interlacing of light and shadow. The light of alternating light and dark is mixed with endless pictures and videos flowing like a river. In the flood of historical information that is enough to wash people into idiots, Priest is alone. Support hard.

"Neither... stronger than the coercion of the teacher!"

It can be seen that in Priest’s reality, countless blood spots burst out of the brain, a large number of capillaries are broken, and the brain tissue is destroyed by almost substantial mental shock, but because of the existence of the repair light beam, no matter how serious he is injured. , He can fully recover in the next second.

The miraculous thing that can bring the dead back to life is so unreasonable.

Vaguely, Priest could see, that gradually turned upside down, from the time of the past few days to the memory of ancient times.

The sun above the head rises westward and sinks eastward, dragging out an orange arc trajectory. Time is scrolled upwards in hundred years, like a turbulent river, but the soul of Priest, who is far tougher than ordinary gold, can flow against the current. Go back and go back to the past.

He saw the sunset and the moon rise, the clouds scattered and the wind surging, he saw a speeding car passing by, activating the long-asleep automatic position agreement of the hub, he saw hundreds of years of time flying in an environment like stagnant water again and again Passed away, and the original thick rocky shell of the hub gradually became thinner, the forest outside gradually became thinner, and the moon in the sky became smaller and smaller and farther away. Priest was even surprised to find that the Accrafa hub was in the hundreds. Years ago, it was not even what it is today. Its silver shell is not covered by rocks, and it still emits a bright and bright light.

Until that moment... the rock swelled up like life, covering one huge hub after another on the earth, making this originally flat world more mountainous.

Priest saw who it was that sealed the numerous hubs and turned them into towering mountains-he saw that in this last unknown world, perhaps they could be regarded as the last group of ancient civilizations.

Civilization is not a human being. As a collection of intelligent life, civilization is much longer than a single individual. For most of the time, it will always maintain a young and vigorous form, constantly moving forward, as bright and brilliant as the morning light in the sky. .

But can civilization really live forever and never change, and can always maintain its hopeful, vibrant form like the dawn?

The answer is of course no. Civilization will also age and decay. It will gradually change from strong to weak, just like the sun will also go out. The morning sun will eventually turn into a sunset, and there will be various vibrant civilizations. When the situation becomes degenerate and decayed, lifeless, individuals who were once full of desire to explore will also indulge in enjoyment and waste, gnawing at the foundation of civilization like moths.

The most important thing is that, in the final analysis, civilization needs people to maintain. If even the most basic number of people cannot be satisfied, then no matter how good the words are, regression and weakness are inevitable facts.

It's just like what Priest saw in the illusion thousands of years ago.

Before the Accrafa hub, under the bright magic light, a small group of humans barely covered by clothing, and another small group of elves stood at the foot of this silver artificial mountain, staring at the giant building in front of them with complicated eyes.

"We have lost 80% of the inheritance memory... The decay of books and the invasion of the bloodline foundation by chaotic erosion, there is no longer a Zhiyi level inheritance in our residence."

The clothes can be regarded as a touch of modern people, for the human beings said in a hoarse voice: "I am probably the last man in this world-and I have forgotten how I broke through."

"Books will decay, memory will be chaotic. Even if a mountain is used, the stone stele will not be inscribed with one percent of our inheritance. We use the mother tree to store knowledge and barely maintain the collective existence, but this is just drinking poison to quench thirst... If one day, the mother tree Is also eroded, then our elves will be forever."

On the other side, a collar elves who made Priest a little familiar and somewhat similar to Sur and Deercrown Elves nodded slightly, and replied heavily, "But our survival is irrelevant-the lives stored in the Accrafa hub. The seed and the'rebirth plan' are things that never allow the slightest mistake!"

"Mycroft cannot be observed... the hometown may have been destroyed long ago. We may be the last glorious survivors in this galaxy. That's why."

Speaking of this, all the remaining human beings all raised their heads together. They all stared at the huge Accrafa hub in front of them, and the extremely thoughtful leader of Wei said in a deep voice: "We must never continue to shelter in Accrafa. And other time and space hubs."

The elves were silent, while the humans were still whispering to themselves.

"If it were not for the order of the hub to delay the invasion of chaos, we might have been eroded by the chaotic forces remaining in this land, but it would consume too much energy of the hub... The conversion process of'that existence' could take thousands of years. Calculate, if the suppression module of the hub is shut down due to lack of energy in the middle of the conversion, then the'existence' may reverse and reactivate at any time."

"If it is resurrected, then everything will be over. The sacrifice of the nine leaders, the reason we persisted until now, will become a joke, the future of all Mykrov races will sink into darkness... But if the rebirth plan succeeds,' That existence' will be transformed into a perfect and immaculate world like heaven... At that time, the life blood backup of the hub reserve will be continuously copied and put into this world. They are our successors, and the hub will Will shelter them, teach them, let them inherit everything we have, and become a new'glorious civilization'!!"

"……So."

The elf asked in a low voice.

"We should destroy ourselves as soon as possible, and then shut down the active defense system of the hub, and only let the suppression module, detection system and information collection module work."

Human beings said frankly: "Don't look at me with that kind of gaze. I have not been eroded by weakness. This is the most rational idea. Now our existence is just a waste of precious energy in the hub. We are no longer a civilization- We are just a group of poor worms isolated at the end of the world galaxy by the anomaly of time and space. Our death is irrelevant, the most important thing is the'future'!"

"Dead, let alone the future, even the present no longer exists."

The elf retorted, but after a moment of silence, he still shook his head helplessly: "...Well, I admit that you are right. But I don't think there is only one option of self-destruction."

Priest wanted to keep this discussion in his mind as much as possible-but he couldn't do it. The six thousand years of history has only passed one-third now, even if his brain exploded with blood. , And can’t write down more.

Time flies and flows again.

And then, there was no more detailed event record, and all were fragments of light and shadows.

Priest saw that, along with the powerful magical power that shook the world, big 6 rock formations rose from the ground amidst the thunder and roars, covering the huge silver buildings one after another, and he saw the bright and bright light disappearing one by one. No, but this is not self-destruction, but a sacrifice for a more distant future.

Time goes back like a dream, and the elves who have been weak enough to cover themselves with blades of grass begin to appear in individuals wearing armors and even magical equipment. Not only that, the ruins are reversed and reverted into solid towns like a video rewind. And houses.

Priest saw that thousands of years ago, in this disgusting world with peace and peace, there were still endless dangers. One after another, the towns of humans, elves, and even dwarves resisted the invasion of chaos from the sky. Fighting between the virgin forests and chasing on the desolate grassland, the tribes who had not lost too many inheritances fought against the many monsters in the sky, underground, and on the ground, and purified them into harmless fly ash.

Everything is weird-as history continues to go backwards, the times become more and more ancient, but the equipment and civilizations of humans, elves and other races are becoming more and more advanced, and the monsters appearing in the sky and the ground are getting stronger and stronger- -Like a mountain, a huge nucleophagous worm that can go deep into the earth's core, a chaotic star butterfly that can travel through the atmosphere and the fan's wings can set off a typhoon, one after another terrifying existence that makes Priest take a breath Appears like a revolving lantern.

And these monsters all died under the suppression of a void battleship and major hubs.

Until the end-the end of history, six thousand seven hundred years ago.

Time seems to be frozen here.

For a moment, Priest felt that he hadn't seen anything.

There is no sun, no stars, no light source, and the chaotic darkness rolls in the void, like a mist that can never be dissipated... At this moment, Priest’s brain suddenly went blank, he Can't remember anything, as if I didn't remember anything, I was so ignorant.

At this moment, Priest suddenly felt very familiar.

This feeling of forgetting seems to be very familiar with the feeling of remembering something after his dreams, but forgetting all of them in the past few days.

"Something... is eroding my memory..." Finally, a little consciousness was condensed in this dark mist, but just before Priest could not think about what he had forgotten, his eyes suddenly flashed. At a loss: "Strange, who am I?"

And just when Priest seemed to be completely swallowed by the fog in the historical data of the Accrafa hub.

In the darkness, a little silver star suddenly lit up.

In the next instant, the silver star skyrocketed and turned into a hot beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth, tearing through the darkness like a sharp sword, sweeping away the mist.

At this moment, Priest's thinking immediately returned to normal, and his scattered and blank eyes suddenly condensed, obviously recalling his own memory-but it is not waiting for the young warrior to be afraid of the weird black fog before. He suddenly realized that he was now in the void, and behind him, there was a silver mixed with black, hazy, indescribable, indescribable chaotic star.

The silver and black rays of light flickered at the same time, and the holy and terrifying stars kept releasing the twisted and strange mist. It could be seen that it suddenly burst out thousands of twisted time and space, like a tentacle-like arc of energy that beats the void, every light The arc tentacles are comparable to mountains, enough to sink and grow.

But the nine fiery silver light beams intertwined into a giant web, completely suppressing the stars, and the terrifying arc of light tentacles were easily torn and cut off, turning into silver light spots and dissipating.

Priest looked at this scene in shock. It was a scene that he, a young gold, had never seen before. Even in World One, the battle between the black mist and the teacher did not seem to be this weird war. The shock.

After swallowing, Priest turned his head, looked at the source of the beam, and then dumbfounded on the spot——

What he saw were nine huge void warships made of silver metal.

In fact, just this kind of scene will not surprise Priest. Unlike the chaotic stars that he has never seen before, he has long seen civilization creations that are more shocking than this void battleship, or a strong body. Posture... What really made Priest stunned on the spot was the shape of one of the nine warships.

Those are three U-shaped bulges...that are exactly the same shape as the Accrafa hub.

"Finally caught you."

In the void, there was a familiar and unfamiliar heart voice. Her voice was cold and stern, like a queen high above. Priest can easily hear that this is the prototype of the Heart Voice of the Accrafa Hub.

And this voice, in a tone that was almost gritted teeth, said word by word: "Weak Cthulhu!"

...

In reality.

Around Priest’s brain, a large string of black air suddenly appeared-it is a little less rigorous to describe it as practical air. Compared with pure fog, it is more like a group of distorted light and weakening and dimming the spectrum. Strange power.

As soon as this power appeared, it seemed to want to spread to other places with Priest's brain as the center... But the movement of the strange power fell into a rather embarrassing situation from the beginning.

Because in all directions, it is pure steel power from Joshua.

It seemed that he was a little overwhelmed by the sudden appearance of this black energy. The repair beam flashed a burst of light, but soon, it began to operate at its full strength and performed the most complete ‘treatment’.

Papa--zizizizi--! ! !

With a series of weird sounds, the twisted strange power immediately dissipated into the invisible, even this fierce, violent, full of devouring desire, extremely uncontrollable and extremely dangerous steel power, and even following the source of this strange power, To erode the past!

boom!

The earth quaked.

The five people who were still waiting for Priest to come out around the Accrafa hub suddenly felt the ground shake violently.

The rock was cracked, the sea of ​​trees was undulating, and the originally flat soil suddenly raised countless hills. It was originally just the shaky rock that was shrouded outside the Accrafa hub, and it completely fell off.

"Why, what's the matter?!"

The knight who was going to climb the tree to look at the surroundings was thrown directly from the treetops by the shock. He lay on the ground and said inexplicably, "Why is there a sudden earthquake here? Could it be that the captain caused some big trouble in the hub? Nothing?"

The others didn't speak, but they obviously agreed.

But this time, everyone really blamed Priest - if they were in the sky now, they would be able to see it. It was not just a sudden shaking in the Accrafa hub, but the entire surface of the world. The field is ups and downs, tens of thousands of miles of shocks, in those areas where there is no life mother tree and pivotal suppression, the surface of the earth keeps swelling and retracting, like... like something, creeping in the depths of the earth Like that.

At the same time, an invisible ripple, an indescribable flood of information that only extreme intentions, even legends can perceive, is in this way with a kind of pain, anger, and a momentum of awakening gradually. Outside of this closed world, the whole world spread beyond the galaxy.

One side of the world galaxy.

The wandering fleet of Wanderers World suddenly stopped moving.

Countless giant void beasts that were absorbing material and eating in various worlds stopped their instinctive swallowing, froze in place, motionless.

Some of these worlds are lifeless and dead worlds, some are primitive worlds with primitive life but no civilization, and one or two are intelligent creatures, but they are not enlightened, giving birth to civilized life... Void behemoths are not picky, and they don't choose. They just pry open one world at will, devouring the quality of the world...At the same time, they also release their children into the world, leaving behind their own seeds.

It is like a beetle opening a small mouth on an egg, soaking up the egg white, and then placing its own egg in an uneaten eggshell.

As for whether there are lives in the devoured world, whether these lives will be destroyed by their own actions, will they be swallowed up by the juvenile giant void beasts...that is not their business.

They don't care.

Eight-legged fungus doesn't care either.

In the royal court of the star shepherd, the king of the sky who rushed to hurriedly bowed his knees respectfully again before the twisted spiritual void—it didn’t need to ask questions, because the matter of all the void behemoths stopping their actions was too huge and benevolent. The Great Khan will take the initiative to explain all this to their shepherds.

Sure enough, a clear and incomparable voice came from the spiritual void.

"Kumosinda..."

This time, the Great Khan’s voice is no longer what it used to be, dull, slow, like a dream, its voice becomes serious and serious, solemn: "I feel the fluctuation of the world swallower."

As the king who replaced the Great Khan to herd the flora and behemoths, Kumosinda has seen countless terrifying void disasters. It has witnessed the collision between the worlds, and the void storm swept half of the world galaxy. It was originally I thought I had long forgotten what it meant to be lost, but the moment I heard the word'world swallower', the king of the sky still lost a moment of blankness in his mind.

"Here... there are also world swallowers?!"

Kumosinda originally wanted to say something more, but the words of the Great Khan interrupted his muttering: "Of course there is-there is no pure land in the multiverse, not to mention, this is the lost galaxy."

"This place was originally the'great battlefield' where ancient ancestral civilizations fought decisively against countless world-swallowers... It drifted outside the normal multiverse, and was blocked by countless swallowed-up material vacuum zones. Only the twisted starlight can prove it. The presence."

The Great Khan’s voice is full of echoes. It seems to be saying hundreds of completely different words at the same time. Countless echoes are intertwined, turning into a mental shock that makes Kumosinda also look painful. And in the hand of the short echo, the Great Khan's slightly cold voice can be heard.

"Look back, Kumosinda, give my order, the fleet turns back, we go to the place where the world swallowers fluctuate."

In the shocking tremor of the king of the sky, the Great Khan said: "That is a weak world swallower, a wreck that has just emerged from the seal of the ancestral civilization-we must destroy it, if even it cannot be destroyed. ."

Having said this, Kumosinda felt that there seemed to be an icy existence, looking at his cap: "Even if the star pastor escapes to the end of the multiverse, he will survive to the end of all things, and he will never return. The possibility of hometown."

...

"I perceive chaotic fluctuations."

Joshua, who had just teleported to the edge of the world's galaxy, said so.

"I feel it too."

Aside, Garan Nord and the somewhat languid Nostradamus nodded, because the apparently incomparable chaotic fluctuations were coming from not far away.

Of course, this is not far, it’s just a relative legendary powerhouse. The distance between the world and the world. It’s not surprising that ordinary void warships have spent several decades on the shuttle, even if it’s the high void warship of Mykroff, I want It also takes seven or eight days to travel between several worlds that are very close. The distance is a little bit longer, and it takes years to calculate the shuttle time.

On the silver planet giant cocoon, Joshua shook his head: "I'm not talking about this fluctuation, it's the wave of my steel... the wave of repairing the beam of light."

Needless to say, even Joshua couldn't figure out for a while whether it was the chaotic wave that he and the repairing beam felt was the first one.

"Joshua, this level of chaotic fluctuation is several times stronger than the Void Mother Beast we killed before... even far more!"

It was because of hard work that he cooperated with the sacrificial field of the Ten Thousand Worlds to transmit Joshua’s world ontology. Even if Nostradamus is a legendary powerhouse, he looks almost collapsed at this time, but even so, he Still fighting the spirit, reminding the soldiers: "Either it is a plural of legendary evil **** family members, or... is a true evil god!"

However, is Cthulhu so weak? Nostradamus himself was actually a bit puzzled, because although the chaotic wave from afar was strong, it was slightly inferior to the black mist matrix. In short, it was not as strong as everyone thought.

On the side, the nature teacher frowned, she felt the fluctuations in the distance, and then reminded in a deep voice: "It is becoming stronger...Don't waste time, it is recovering quickly at a perceptible degree!"

"Fortunately, I brought my ontology this time...interesting, this kind of feeling is really strange."

Frowning slightly, then stretched out. Joshua, who was involved in the accident for the first time instead of causing the accident by himself, did not say much, while the other two legendary powerhouses are preparing to promptly notify other legends to deal with this sudden accident. Chaotic fluctuations.

But soon, Nostradamus and the Natural Instructor found out that the news could not be spread at all.

"Very weird wave-this chaotic wave will decay the energy wave, and even reduce the energy level of the element's energy transition. Our communication is divided into meaningless low-energy waves at the moment it is transmitted."

Nostradamus’ eyes flashed with a blue light. He analyzed the phenomenon of microscopic time and space, and couldn’t help but feel a little headache: "I can build a stable space-time bridge and send the information directly back-but it is estimated that it will take a long time. I haven't recovered..."

"Then Garanod and I will check the situation first."

Qiao Xiuya also perceives the unusualness of this chaotic wave, and this unique chaotic wave with a special anomalous effect is the first time he has encountered it.

Is this... the special feature of Cthulhu? Such a vision has not yet appeared.

For some reason, Joshua felt as if she had forgotten something. Perceiving something wrong, he was about to control the giant cocoon of the planet, and the warrior who went to the source of the chaotic wave frowned in confusion, and then he nodded thoughtfully: "That's it."

"The battle has already begun."

...In the unknown world, the Accrafa hub...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Awakening from the infinite information shock, Priest felt the endless pain for the first time.

From the nerve endings to the soul, every component, endless information instillation, directly disrupts Priest’s brain and the nervous system that the soul impacts, and the soul is on the verge of collapse-even if it is repairing the light beam, it has been operating normally. ~www.novelmtl.com~ Restore Priest, who feels like he is about to explode, into a perfect appearance, and the extreme pain will still not change at all.

It can even be said that Priest, who is constantly being repaired by the beam of light, is constantly waking up, unable to coma, and suffers 100% of the pain, even unable to escape.

But thanks to this, Priest did not forget the things that must never be forgotten.

"Absolutely... tell them, tell the teacher, tell the Mycroft headquarters..."

Strongly supporting his senses, Priest raised his left index finger neatly and directly inserted it into his left ear. The vigorous vindictive air was released quickly and neatly, accurately destroying the painful parts in the center of the left and right brains. For the time being Shielding his physical trembling of hands and feet, and the pain of being unable to walk normally, in addition to that, Priest was swept across his body by his own fighting energy, and the end of the divine machine was completely necrotic, and all actions were completely controlled by the fighting energy.

Anyway, there are things like repairing light beams, brains and nerves. Priest thought of it extremely bachelor, and then just like that, he strode up and walked outside the door of the central control room of Accrafa.

"This is not a world at all... the moon in the sky is not the moon..."

"This is the land of seals, the largest land of seals, a testing ground for sages and gods, and the most terrifying prison in the world!"

Standing on the energy position of the auto-navigation system, Priest was half-kneeling on the ground, staring at the ground, not knowing whether it was panic or composure, as if his eyes could penetrate the metal, and he saw the existence of the earth and under the crust .

"Under our feet... a chaotic evil spirit is imprisoned!"

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