[Death is a disaster that most intelligent beings will face no matter how they avoid it.
An undefeated general, an emperor with overwhelming power, a researcher who transcends his time... No matter who he is, no matter how outstanding he is as an individual, he will feel powerless when facing death.
Because death cannot lead to immortality, fragile mortals need to reproduce, have offspring, and pass on knowledge and power to those who come after them.
Because of death, all selfish lives are either forced or voluntarily choose to sacrifice. Because they were destined to usher in the end, in order not to be forgotten, they chose to pass on everything they had and give it to their heirs, or to the 'successors' who inherited their thoughts. This was the original meaning of 'inheritance and education' prototype.
It can be said that death lays the foundation of civilization.
but if.
Just if.
A civilization has defeated death - then will its members regain their natural instincts of selfishness, abandon the cooperation and inheritance that have been carried out for tens of millions of years, and become lonely but complete individuals, looking after themselves forever? Survive?]
Who knows
"—My parents have passed away for many years. Even though hundreds of years have passed, my body has begun to grow old, but I still miss them very much."
The old voice resounded in the extremely spacious hall. This voice was not deliberately amplified. It was just an old man's somewhat vague self-talk: "I always want to tell them every important decision I make. I want to I want them to know my life, and I want them to be proud of everything I do.”
"But I made a mistake."
The voice sounded with a hint of regret, and then disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.
—Takur Annihilation Order, Twelve Sanctuary·Celestial World—
They are twelve extremely unique man-made worlds made entirely of psychic energy.
Before the 10,000-year-long race war with the Amos, there was only one world in the sky, which existed as the capital of the cult at that time. But now, the world collection of the Twelve Sanctuaries has become a world that spans several centuries. A behemoth in the star field, they serve as the political center, cultural center, commercial center of the religious order... In short, they are the center of all civilizations.
They are the pride of the Thakur people. Both the Amos and the Thakur people know very clearly that the Twelve Sanctuary is the last and strongest fortress of the Thakur people—in the long past, there were The moment when the Royal Court of Amos defeated the Thakur Order's defense line and ignited the flames of destruction to the capital of the Order, but in the long world offensive and defensive battle, the aggressive Royal Court army hit a wall under the complete defense of the Sky World. He stopped, and finally had to retreat under the threat of reinforcements.
In the rumors of disgust and fear among the Amos people, the center guarded by the twelve sanctuaries has no core center known to outsiders, and it also hides the biggest secret of the Thakur people.
They were not wrong.
Because in the center of the twelve sanctuaries, there is indeed a thirteenth canopy world unknown to outsiders.
Bloody Battle Galaxy, Thakur Annihilation Order, in the center of the Twelve Sanctuary, in a void shrouded by waves of spiritual energy and divine power that surged like a sea tide, a small world could be seen, spinning quietly in it.
The Patriarch of the Thakur Order, Georg Thakur, is in this small world, an extremely huge super-giant celestial palace that occupies more than 95% of the entire world's volume, slowly. move forward.
This is a majestic hall made entirely of silver-blue psychic medium. It has a simple and upright shape, without any unnecessary decorations or runes. Except for the almost endless seats and platforms on both sides of the hall, there are two rows of seats that go straight into the sky. Giant pillars and endless stretches of stairs form a descending path leading to the core of the world.
And above the sky, under the dome of the palace, a blue-blue extraordinary sun that combines spiritual energy and divine power releases light like a chandelier, illuminating the world.
[Faith guides the direction, wisdom forges the way forward]
[No need to be confused, just talk about your doubts]
[We are always with you]
One could faintly hear the faint sound of holy words in the spiritual energy and divine power that filled the entire world hall, and then it returned to silence.
Amid the faint sound and light, the Patriarch silently moved forward, bit by bit downward, toward the core of the world. He looked pained and exhausted, and seemed to be suffering tremendous torture in his heart.
"Stupid, I made a mistake..." He whispered to himself: "But it is my compatriots who suffer the disaster."
-Wisdom and stupidity are relative.
[Life with intelligence will naturally make stupid moves: because of feelings, because of stupidity, because of impulse, because of instinct... and finally, because of faith.
Faith is fanatical worship, the farthest distance from the truth. It is difficult to admit that in a super void force that spans the world's stars, there can still be primitive religions - except for worlds and civilizations with true gods, because in The true gods among those forces, no matter how bad they are, are nothing more than a dictatorial empire that they fanatically worship.
When God is just the highest class, a realm that can be reached by mortal efforts, the boundaries between Him and humans are blurred, and the so-called faith is diluted into a kind of compliance with correct and true doctrines.
But the Thakur Annihilation Order is different.
Their faith is a true faith, not an idol, a real God, and "awe" and "worship" for the true power of the true God.
In fact, what they believe in is not 'annihilation', not 'prophecy', not a 'concept', and what they believe in is not even 'faith'.
But themselves.]
"Ah, hello."
"you're good too."
Walking on the increasingly bleak palace stairs that had sunk deep into the ground, the silent Patriarch suddenly spoke. He turned his head to the seemingly empty area on one side to brace himself, raised his hand to say hello - and made What surprised people was that a gentle voice actually responded to him, and he could even vaguely see a colorless and translucent shadow flashing away with a smile on his face.
[Intelligent life always rejects death. Apart from the desire to 'live', their greatest desire may be to defeat 'death'.
The vast majority of people fail. They die and disappear from this world. A small number of people succeed. Although their bodies decay, their spirits survive.
The former are all living beings, and the latter are the elites at the top of the history of civilization. Maybe it's because of this, maybe not, but I have to admit that the motivation of intelligent life to pursue the desire of 'immortality' must also be partly incorporated.' The desire to become an elite and leave one's name in history.
Therefore, driven by this driving force, civilization continues to progress and change.
In order to defeat death, in order not to be forgotten, in order to... prove one's existence.
-I exist, now and in the future.]
The Patriarch's progress seems very slow, but in fact it is very fast. He walks in a world completely shaped by spiritual energy. What determines his progress is his progress in thought, which is reflected in the external world. Movement is nothing but a symbol, a ritual to activate something.
And this ceremony is gradually reaching the end. We can see that in the surrounding world palace, more and more translucent figures suddenly appear and disappear. The nearly infinite seats are all filled with people, who seem to be meditating and praying. , meditating figure.
Until the end, even the sky, the earth, and every inch of the palace were filled with translucent fluctuations. It was as if when the whole world began to wake up, the Patriarch arrived at this mysterious palace world, located in the center of the deep underground. .
He raised his head and looked at the center of this magnificent palace forged from the world.
It was an extremely huge, translucent, burning ball of light that shone with colorless brilliance.
—On the surface of the light ball, there are endless faces emerging, and endless translucent figures are flying out and in, just like entering and exiting the door. The Patriarch looked at the light ball. He was originally tired and blamed himself. His expression changed slightly, taking on a hint of pride.
Because, that is the supreme creation and object of belief of the Thakur people, it is the miracle forged by their civilization, and it is also the proof that Thakurn defeated death and reached this point.
—Infinite source of divine energy—
Spiritual energy requires wisdom and thinking before it can be condensed into concrete form and turned into a real and real power.
Divine power requires the most extreme emotions, concepts and thinking before it can be released from the great source and flow out into the real world.
The two come from the same origin and are a natural and integrated extraordinary power. The so-called nearly infinite spiritual energy and divine power actually represent nearly infinite thinking and wisdom... In a sense, for a spiritual or divine civilization, if a If a place can provide unlimited spiritual energy and divine power, then that place must be the Kingdom of Heaven, a real and true paradise that exists on earth.
The source of infinite divine energy is the paradise created by the Thakur people themselves.
The Patriarch stood in front of the source of infinite divine energy. He could see endless translucent shadows appearing in this burning ball of light. They were behind him, in front of him, and on both sides of him. Side, up, down, left and right - this sounds very scary, very scary, but these shadows are looking at the patriarch gently, without any malice in their eyes.
"Hello, our Patriarch."
They said this with kindness and kindness in their tone, as if they were greeting the old man next door: "What's wrong? You look a little tired."
"… I hope you are well too."
Hearing such a harmless voice, the old patriarch couldn't help but choke up. He suppressed the sadness and guilt and said tremblingly: "Really... I hope you are well."
"Of course we're fine."
All the shadows said in unison. The sound was layered and sounded at the same time, like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. But the next moment, because everyone stopped talking, the entire world palace was silent - the power contained in this sound was so huge. , and so pure, they are uniform, as if they are the collective will of the Thakur people.
-In fact, this is the collective will of the Thakur people.
Under the gaze of all the shadows, the Patriarch did not stop his movements. He exhaled, and then stepped forward step by step, preparing to touch the light ball, the surface of the source of infinite divine energy, just like An ant wants to touch the ocean of souls.
"Be careful. Too many compatriots died some time ago. Their resentment has not completely dissipated. You will be in pain - the memories of their deaths are all there."
And just when the Patriarch was about to touch the source of infinite divine energy, some gentle voices sounded, prompting: "Do you need our help to bear the burden?"
"No need, this is my responsibility."
Without any pause, the Patriarch reached out his hand to touch the light ball without any hesitation: "Because their death is all my fault."
"I have to carry this all by myself."
The fingers of flesh and blood touched the light of spiritual energy and divine power, just like raindrops dripping from the sky and creating ripples in the lake - the moment the Patriarch touched the source of infinite divine energy, the infinite spiritual energy Mixed with the explosion of endless memories, at this moment, the old man felt that hundreds of billions of memories whose souls were burned and consumed by the extraordinary virus were flowing towards him, and all the pain was converging towards him. .
But he did not escape in any way. The old man opened his arms and accepted it all calmly.
-The so-called infinite source of change in divine energy is the artificial spiritual world created by gathering the power of all Thakur people, which is their own heaven on earth.
Unlike the Tianmu World, the Tianmu World requires solidity and stability, so it was forged by the Thakur Patriarchs of the past generations with their own power, without mixing the spiritual energy and soul of anyone else, and the infinite divine power can change. The source is essentially the backup of the thinking of all Thakur people, and the condensation of the soul, spiritual energy, thinking, and memory of all Thakur people.
Strictly speaking, this thinking backup does not require the existence of a real soul. Over a long period of time, there will always be people whose souls will be annihilated due to battles and other various reasons. However, the infinite source of change in divine energy can be tracked and recorded in real time. The thinking of any Thakur person with a 'correct belief', as long as this 'belief' exists, no matter whether his soul has been annihilated or not, it can change the individual's thinking. Back up and save it perfectly.
This is enough - there is no doubt that the existence of the infinite source of divine energy has defeated death. Its existence can prove that all Thakur people, whether successful or failed, mortals or elites, have all existed. , or they are still existing, and there will always be people who remember them. As long as civilization continues, they will live forever.
Even death cannot be a hindrance to the Thakur people, but will become an assist for them.
Moreover, this miracle that broke the gap between life and death not only did not separate the Thakur people, but instead firmly connected them.
It can be felt that nearly infinite power is erupting. Because infinite thinking and wisdom are condensed, infinite spiritual energy and divine power can be created. This is also the origin of the name of the source of infinite divine energy. With the collective name of 'Thakur people' The civilization linked to the Great Source can be said to have collectively formed a deity called the Thakur, which is the pinnacle creation in the field of spiritual energy and divine power and an eternal wonder.
Of course, this is not without cost - precisely because all the thoughts and memories of all individuals are recorded, emotions will also accumulate and turn into a whirlpool that swallows everything. It is precisely because over a long period of time, too many people died in foreign wars, Therefore, the endless accumulation of hatred has affected all existing Thakur people. The obsession called "hatred" has turned this originally gentle civilization into the current Annihilation Order that kills all foreigners.
Of course, all Thakur people do not care about this, because they will never forget and never intend to forget hatred forever.
The source of infinite divine energy changes violently. In a short moment, the colorless light ball changes the colors of all existences in this multiverse. It is as magnificent as a dream. With the touch and communication of the Patriarch, , a door leading to the deepest source of infinite divine energy was opened.
With a buzzing sound, the eleven most powerful souls flew out of the ball of light that had turned into a blazing white light. They flew out with other powerful souls or thoughts, standing in front of the person who slowly retracted his hand. In front of the Patriarch.
Compared with the endless numbers of translucent shadows on the side, these powerful souls have colors on their bodies, and can even use their spiritual energy to shape entities for themselves - in other words, this is not actually death at all, as long as they They can return to the material world anytime and anywhere if they wish, but in order to prevent their aging thinking patterns from affecting the future of civilization, they actively choose to integrate into it.
Faced with eternal life, these souls chose to continue their inheritance and leave better hope and future to the next generation.
The Patriarch knew that this was also his future.
He raised his head and watched as the souls of the previous patriarchs and other powerful prophets of the past appeared in front of him and stood in front of him.
"This is the successor I chose. How about it? Is it better than us?"
"Hahaha, you chose well." "As expected of my successor, even the successor he chose is better than the one I chose!" "It's okay, just a little better than me."
The bustling sounds echoed in the center of the palace world. The old man looked at these souls. He could feel the encouragement, comfort, appreciation, relief and pride. All kinds of well-intentioned emotions gathered together, but he was a little at a loss.
The Patriarch himself could not accept it.
"sorry."
Facing these souls who were looking at his soul curiously, he lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "Because of my mistake, when I was exploring the source of spiritual energy, I connected to a strange other world... Suddenly appeared The extraordinary virus spread, causing countless compatriots to die."
Clenching his fists, even his straight waist was about to be crushed by the breathless self-blame. The old man recalled that not long ago, it swept through the cult, spread around the Twelve Sanctuary, and killed countless Taku. An extraordinary plague that affects the common people and even a large number of elites... The Patriarch's voice was extremely bitter, and he could only mutter to himself bit by bit: "It's all my fault... It was my mistake, it was my ruin. The future of our civilization’s rise…”
The extreme plague spread at the speed of thinking. Even if it was blocked and suppressed by the fastest means, it still caused the death of a quarter of the total population of the Thakur Annihilation Order, especially since they were probably the first in this multi-dimensional galaxy. A civilization that came into contact with an extreme plague did not have any warning or any resistance skills. By the time the powerful men led by the Patriarch found a way to stop the spread of the plague, a quarter of the best of the Thakur people died.
Even with the most advanced soul preservation technology, only a small part of them preserved their souls in the face of the extreme plague. For others, either their souls were annihilated and only their recorded thoughts and memories were preserved, or their souls were missing. Part of it also requires a long period of warming before it can be restored in the infinite source of divine energy.
This is the biggest disaster in the history of the Thakur people. As the leader who presided over all this, this Patriarch cannot absolve himself of the blame.
However, no one blamed him.
"It doesn't matter, our Patriarch, all this is our collective decision, and it is not your fault alone."
A voice sounded like a sea wave - not only the eleven most powerful souls, but also the souls of prophets of all ages, all the translucent shadows, and the souls filling the entire world hall all said in unison: "Even if you are wrong, But we also forgive you."
"Don't blame yourself, don't regret. The future is so changeable. Even if faith guides the direction and wisdom forges the way forward, we cannot predict what we will encounter on the road."
"Everything is the fault of the aliens, the fault of those hateful aliens."
"Our compatriots, don't blame yourself. This is an inevitable sacrifice in the face of the unknown. Although it is regrettable, you have been very cautious. There is nothing 'wrong' in all this, but the enemy is too strong and beyond our imagination."
In the wave of this voice, the patriarchs of the previous generations nodded slightly. That was exactly what they really thought.
As for their successors, they all know that the patriarch of this generation has done a very good job. Even they cannot avoid this disaster. They can only say that as long as they want to explore the origin of psychic energy, then Encountering extreme plague is inevitable.
Being able to pull out the entire Thakur Order from the abyss brought about by this huge extraordinary plague at the cost of only a quarter of the population can only show the outstanding talents of the Patriarch, but it does not mean that he has done anything. Not good.
"You have done well enough, my boy."
In the colorless light of the infinite source of divine energy, 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, but with his strength, he actually didn't know what to say for a moment... because that old woman was his mother, one of the prophets of the previous generation, and the strongest under the previous patriarch. The great psyker, in a large-scale border conflict with the Amos people, retreated to protect the rear and died in the battle.
His father, who died young, did not have the strength to manifest a complete spiritual body, but he could still be seen smiling at his wife and children in a shadow not far away.
"We've got our eyes on you, kid."
Even though he has become old and his body has begun to decay, in the eyes of his mother, the Patriarch is still her child. The woman with the same old appearance stared seriously into her son's eyes. Without speaking, she already knew that he was here. , want to do something.
"Georg Thakur, the strong man who inherited the surname of the Patriarch, my proud son... Do you have anything else to say?"
She asked gently: "At the end, at the end of your life, is there anything else you want to say?"
We will remember everything about you.
"…Thank you, mother."
The old man named Georg, whose surname was civilization, raised his head. His one eye stared at his mother, and then looked at the other patriarchs who were looking at him seriously: "Thank you, compatriots."
He looked around at the translucent shadows around him, facing the huge world hall where all the Thakur people were, as well as the souls and memories of all the Thakur people that filled this hall.
"I am very happy to be forgiven by you."
He murmured to himself: "It is my life's mission to fight for our civilization and to fight for you."
In the core of the extremely huge world, the source of infinite divine energy began to rotate, and the colorless ball of light began to burn. As the Patriarch strengthened his determination, infinite power began to pour into him.
It can be seen that the illusory soul shadows on the outermost and outermost edge of the world palace begin to dissipate one by one, because they actively place all their power to maintain themselves on Georg - they are still They exist in the source of infinite divine energy and will not dissipate, but they safely hand over the rights and power to determine the future to their patriarch.
—Come on.
-do not give up.
-You are our strongest.
—So please keep going.
The silent message spreads, reverberating in the realm of the soul, located in the center of this world, wrapped in the souls of all Thakur people, Georg Thakur's power is rising steadily, it is growing by leaps and bounds, like The water of the seven seas poured into a lake, and a hundred thousand mountains were piled on top of each other, causing it to expand and rise without limit.
"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 head of the Patriarch's head, the twelve crowns lit up, and infinite spiritual energy and divine power gathered, causing a smaller colorless fireball and a smaller infinite source of divine energy to appear in the center of the crown, becoming From the most dazzling gem, you can see that Georg's old body is beginning to become transparent, and his body is melting under the influence of infinite divine energy, because he is carrying the power of the entire Thakur civilization as an individual. .
There was no doubt that this brought about endless pain and suffering, enough to drive any mind crazy - but none of that mattered.
Because he knows, knows the outcome of all this.
"I know that at the other end of time and space, there are enemies that are extremely powerful, and there are powerful enemies that can annihilate the future that I predict."
Most of the translucent shadows dissipated, and even the colored human figures of the prophets of the past generations began to gradually dissipate. In front of Georg, the old woman calmly stretched out her hand, stroking her child's full face. Wrinkled, but extremely resolute cheeks.
"I know that if I go this time, it is very likely that even my soul will be destined to be annihilated, and even my thoughts will not be preserved and will be classified here."
And her child smiled without a trace of regret.
"But I know that I must go, and I will do everything in my power to destroy the enemy that has killed a quarter of my compatriots, and that may threaten the entire order, and is far more terrifying than the Amos. enemy."
Because I am the Patriarch of the Thakur people, this is the life I have chosen.
—Because memory lasts forever, Thakur people never forget any hatred—
—Because memory lasts forever, no love will ever be forgotten—
[The multiverse wrapped in cruel malice is in this cycle of sorrow.
Even so, I still have hope and look forward to tomorrow.
Whether facing inevitable death,
Or a future destined for annihilation.
In the hearts of all Thakur people, they are never alone, never alone.
Because in that canopy world where faith and soul are connected—
Everything is connected to the deepest love.]
—So please don't show a sad expression, this is 'my' most sincere and sincere choice.
The old man, who was completely psionic and turned himself into a physical psionic singularity, raised his hand and brushed away the dissipating mother's virtual psionic tears that were flowing out.
The light dissipated, turning into a blur 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 previous patriarchs also began to dissipate, and all their power disappeared into the body of this patriarch: "Can you forgive me?" , I am very satisfied.”
As for life, for me, just being able to be born into the world, born as a Thakur, is very satisfying.
So thank you, mother.
Goodbye, compatriots.
-I, want to fight-
During the bloody battle among the galaxies, in the void, in the center surrounded by the Twelve Holy Sanctuaries, one could see that the light of the World Palace was extinguished.
The light that was once extremely bright, representing the source of infinite divine energy, is rapidly dimming.
But in the next moment, a light that surpassed all previous brilliance lit up, shining through the void!
At that moment, even the light of the world gathered in the Twelve Sanctuaries was completely suppressed—this light even transcended time and space, awakening another huge will in the bloody battle galaxy.
At the bottom of the bloody abyss, the extremely huge will raised its head in surprise and stared in shock.
"Set off---"
Around the World Hall in the center of the Twelve Sanctuary, there are still groups of phantoms that have not dissipated. These translucent spiritual phantoms surround the world, waiting patiently.
—Lost due to the plague, the memories of the soldiers are waiting for revenge.
And now, they are waiting for the voice that leads them forward.
[In the extreme crisis, a quarter of the Annihilation Order's citizens died in just seven days. The internal production structure was completely disrupted, and huge faults appeared in the entire civilization system. Even if the inheritance was not lost, they could no longer There is no capital to fight against the Amos people, let alone the unknown powerful existence that caused all this.
Therefore, from now on, the Twelve Sanctuary and Sky Curtain World will lead most of the people to abandon their homeland, give up the tens of thousands of years of long war with the Amos people, and go to the void beyond the galaxy to hide and hide. And the Patriarch Georg Thakur, with all the power he can use from the infinite source of divine energy, and the warriors determined to exhaust all their revenge, will go to the source to destroy the enemy and ensure the safety of the evacuated people. Safety is really insurmountable, and they must completely destroy the teleportation traces they inadvertently left behind in order to explore the source of spiritual energy.]
"… goodbye."
Outside the Twelve Sanctuary, the former First Prophet and now the current Patriarch was standing in the void. He watched silently as the Patriarch and the Soul Legion turned into light, opening up the time and space leading to the far end of time and space. The door opened, and it wasn't until the moment before they left that he said goodbye softly: "Hope to see you again."
It was not just the Thakur who saw the light.
In the Bloody Battle Galaxy, around the Royal Court of Amos, human captains and alien rebels also saw this brilliance. They stared blankly at the light shining like a meteor in the world's 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 hate—
Because of the selfishness called solipsism, because of the devotion called love, the individual called beast, and the collective called civilization, two completely different wills have intersected and collided.
so.
Taking the black hole in the center of the galaxy as the center, and the battle formation of desperate struggle as the origin.
All possibilities are being closed.
First update, please give me a monthly pass.
This is actually the same chapter w-word update as yesterday's chapter, but I didn't have time to finish it yesterday. I'll see if I can post a second update today...
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