[For those forgetful cowards, all heroic stories and legends are nothing but lies. They will call many past sacrifices 'stupid' or 'crazy', and sneer at the tremendous courage behind them. , I understand that children who were born in the light and live an overly privileged life cannot understand the cruel darkness that is coming, and will only regard it as a cruel joke - they will throw away the warning stained with the blood of martyrs and focus on Enjoy the flowers and joy in front of you so much that you can't see the fog that has arrived in front of you.
But truth will always be truth, history will not be lost, sacrifice will not be forgotten, and I firmly believe that this record will remain as a turning point. We will recollect the suffering of sinking in the darkness, go through hardships, and rise from the ashes. We will regain glory and glory, and rise from nothing again. I firmly believe that our destiny must be determined by us, and the future will eventually be controlled by us. As long as we endure this long period of forgetfulness and loss filled with doubts, we will surely be able to regain the guideline of hope and truth.]
[—Unknown recorder, recorded in Chapter 1, Preface of the Book of Hope at the beginning of the Great Schism Era]
[—One hundred and fifty years after the 'Lonely Expedition']
After a long period of silence caused by the dimming of the world's stars, many races finally slowly recovered from the huge trauma.
In the past, tens of thousands of legendary warriors died heroically for that 'Lonely Expedition', and even the wreckage no longer existed, and those that remained no longer had the energy to develop, and could only barely maintain a crumbling civilization. Do not retreat into the abyss of ignorance.
But now, everything is getting better, and the changes brought about by the Holy Light and Shadow have finally shown their positive side: the brilliance of all worlds and the flames of all worlds naturally possess the properties of Holy Light, and countless dead silences or The world polluted by chaos is slowly recovering in the holy light of purification and restoration, making up for the huge wounds in the origin. The multiverse worlds penetrated by shadow also bring demonic tides and extraordinary elements from other multidimensional galaxies. They are like pure water flowing into low-lying areas, restoring the vitality of this multi-faceted galaxy.
Among the many void civilizations that have slowly recovered from trauma, the civilization named 'Mycroft Starfall Alliance' is unique. It is a huge country with a sphere of influence spanning multiple galaxies. Its center is located in an extremely remote place. The Lost Galaxy was the hardest hit in the past war—but it was still the first to rise, like a tenacious spring. The deeper it was pressed, the higher it bounced. While many other civilizations are still rediscovering their past national borders and activating long-lost survey beacons and reconnaissance outposts, the 'Starfall Alliance' has organized a huge fleet and begun to visit those closest to them in turn. civilization.
The world of Mycroft, the core of the Starfall Alliance, the location of the Ten Thousand Worlds Sacrifice, the origin of the ancient glorious civilization, the hometown of a sage and a near-sage, it has been on the verge of destruction several times, but it can always rise again. Perhaps thanks to this experience, Mrs. McLord is always indomitable and can stand up faster than other races. Even though one hundred and fifty years ago, their vitality was severely damaged due to the huge battle named 'Lonely Expedition', their strong position was still not damaged.
Led by more than seventeen new and old legends, nine gods and twenty-two void fleets supported by 'Dreadnought-class battleships', they once again came to the big stage of the multi-dimensional galaxy and tried to form a huge federation of order. . There are those who happily join, and there are those who firmly refuse. There are also people who question the power of the Star Falling Alliance and intend to challenge their position as the leader. There are also people who doubt whether the Star Falling Alliance still has the ability to preside over the multi-galactic order after losing the near-sage.
"In that case, if you want to fight, then fight."
One of the Seven Gods in the past, the God of Power and Justice, as the representative of the Starfall Alliance, coldly issued a declaration of war: "We will destroy all your lucky doubts and let you witness the power of true 'order' and 'correctness' .”
War, war is always inevitable. Civilizations that have been knocked down by the pain of the past and no longer dare to look up into the void, or even dare to look directly into the darkness are not a concern, but those civilizations that want to challenge are in big trouble - challenge means confrontation, Confrontation means victory or defeat, and victory or defeat without absolute power will always create "unwillingness" and "hatred". Under the brewing of these two emotions, the original dispute will turn into a war.
Soon, in this era where chaos had not left for long, the war between orders broke out again. Blood and fire broke out in the void. Fragments of steel and the wreckage of the world wandered in the turbulence of time and space. It was unbearable to look back. The memory is filled with the entire century of blood, cruelty and neglect. Among them, there are not only the wars launched to unify order, but also the conflicts between many civilizations and races that were suppressed by the former warrior. They were suppressed by chaos and disaster for a long time, and they have not fully exploded until today.
However, even the fire of hatred has a moment to burn out. After a long era of chaos, as the "Starfall Alliance" conquered most of the civilizations of the multi-dimensional galaxy with overwhelming strength, a huge coalition of order It finally took shape. It has to be said that the order poured out by the blood of many strong men and races is as stable as iron, and it is only at this moment that countless civilizations and races across the entire multi-dimensional galaxy can truly recuperate.
But after establishing a firm foothold and unifying the forces of the entire multi-dimensional galaxy, the top leaders of the Starfall Alliance did not stop. They raised their heads and looked into the distant depths of the void, where there were countless shadows of the webway, which once made people Endless clusters of darkness come to this galaxy across endless distances, but they can also carry messengers of order to distant places.
So, once again, after countless deaths and sacrifices, on top of many corpses and ruins, a new and heroic era of great development for all civilizations and lives began.
[—'The Era of Diversified Development', after the 'Lonely Expedition', the fifth hundred years]
It should have been an ordinary morning. In the countless exploration bases on the edge of the multi-dimensional galaxy, hundreds of millions of professional explorers would set sail on such a hopeful morning. They would take the United Nations with them. With resources subsidized by the government, a unique void exploration ship that is both new and not old, and professional artificial intelligence to assist, we will go to the shadow subspace deep in the void, embarking on a long voyage that can only be said to be a chance. Most people can only find the embers of ruins after the annihilation of many galaxies, and can only return in despair, but there are also some lucky ones who can drift along the shadow space and find a few star clusters hanging alone in the silent void.
These successful explorers became rich overnight and became heroes in the coalition government's propaganda. The lonely world star clusters they discovered will be transformed by the coalition government's professional exploration fleet and become a springboard for exploration in the silent void, providing opportunities for many Supplement resources and serve as a base for explorers who want to explore deeper.
In these hundreds of years full of dreams, hopes and passions, countless naturally unstable elements have become pioneers in exploration, or have become void pirates floating in the void. Among them, the most powerful and the luckiest As a part of the world, they found several extremely hidden worlds in the extremely vast and silent void, and this became their base camp. The complex shadow subspace provides them with shelter, and the whereabouts of the specially modified pirate warships are even more erratic, causing great headaches for the combined fleet that went to exterminate them.
However, rather than saying that this group of people are robbers who robbed explorers, it is better to say that they are a collection of anarchists who want to get rid of all restraints. They are a civilization that was severely damaged when the coalition government of the multi-galactic order was established in the past. Or a descendant of a race. In order to maintain this independent 'freedom', pirates will plunder any ship they can see without any scruples, but rarely kill explorers. Some explorers even secretly made contracts with pirates. , searching for new isolated worlds for these guys.
In this regard, the pirates are not stingy in giving the most generous rewards. There are even rumors that an explorer found a small lonely world star cluster for the pirates and thus became a true explorer. 'World Lord', this is an impossible reward for working for the Federation.
In order to deal with the increasingly powerful Free Pirate Group, the coalition government has set up many high bounties. Those who can capture or hunt the pirate leader alive will not only gain the autonomy of a world, but also Obtain the most advanced information browsing rights of the 'Grand Unification Information Library', among which there are even experiences and paths left by the near-sage that can achieve the 'supreme'.
So, overnight, tens of millions of bounty hunters prepared to set sail and lead their teams to attack. The battle between hunters and pirates lasted for hundreds of years, and the explorers were on this magnificent continent. Against the background, set off towards the farthest end of the void.
However, just on an ordinary morning, a morning that was exactly the same as before, without any surprises, an unprecedented big news spread throughout the multi-dimensional galaxy!
[Legendary Explorer], [Immortal Shield], the inheritor of the Near Saint, the flagship of the 'Voyager Exploration Fleet' led by 'Priest O'Mini', the Ark giant ship 'Spark', from another distant place The multidimensional galaxy is back from the other side!
Loaded with unique resources and information from other multi-dimensional galaxies, these descendants of the original explorers in the past were received with the greatest honor by the United Government of the Multi-Galaxy Order, and everyone also learned that a story that happened in another multi-dimensional galaxy legend.
Before the 'Lonely Expedition' began, the 'Voyager Exploration Fleet' that had already set off entered the subspace passage indicated by the prophecy. The unpredictable shadow space was simply not something that could be predicted by the civilization at that time. Even with the help of The power of near saints to observe prophecies cannot be guaranteed to be 100% accurate, and the Voyager fleet has indeed experienced hardships. They were lost in the void several times, almost ran into the ruins of a destroyed world, and were collectively destroyed in a trap left in the ruins of a lost civilization. , but in the end, they still reached the border of another multi-dimensional galaxy, and took root and developed in an edge galaxy.
Now, under the leadership of several legendary powerhouses, the Voyager Fleet has established a local force in another multi-dimensional galaxy, and its name has begun to spread to the ears of many powerful local void civilizations. In order to protect themselves, they also feel that it is When the time comes, the Voyager fleet, which has accumulated strength, sets sail again, but this time, it is not for exploration, but for guidance.
Therefore, under the guidance of the Ark giant ship "Spark", and with the support of the entire multi-galactic order coalition government, billions of explorers, countless fleets, and even many pirates gathered into a force called "Forward" 'The wave rushed towards another multi-dimensional galaxy without hesitation.
And in this huge wave of advancement, a team of exploration teams who were not sure whether they were lucky or unlucky were involved in the vortex of the shadow space, and came to a strange and silent void where they didn't know where it was. With their engine destroyed, they thought they were about to escape. While they were desperately waiting for death in the void, they saw an ancient fleet with an extremely familiar shape.
Summoned by an inexplicable force, the entire exploration team and their ships were instantly teleported to the fleet's flagship, a giant Ark ship named 'Glimmer'. Here, they were received by a strong man who looked very young. They honestly told about their origins and their predicament, and prayed to this strong man for help.
"Really? You are from your hometown."
However, this strong man smiled and revealed a fact that surprised them - this legendary man named Alva Diamond was actually a strong man from Mycroft's world. He once fought before the 'Lonely Expedition' He was ordered by the predecessor of the Star Alliance to carry a copy of the large information library to the farthest depths of the Silent Void. But now, the battle has ended, and the darkness has retreated. Feeling deeply for Alva's sacrifice and dedication, and for his own glory, the middle-aged man of the exploration team hopes that Alva and his fleet will turn back, return to the multi-dimensional galaxy, and obtain their original destiny. His praise and honor.
However, this strong man calmly refused the invitation.
"The 'Drifter Fleet' will not turn around or stop. I will keep sailing with everyone on the fleet, sailing forever... Teacher, how much price did you pay to protect us? I can only bear such a small amount. Loneliness can maintain the spark of civilization... Please come back, thank you for telling me the news about your hometown, if you can, please tell me, just say 'Alva is still moving forward', just these seven words are enough. .”
After repairing the engine, the explorers were about to return along the drifting road, but some people were unwilling to leave. They voluntarily joined this lonely fleet and were willing to accompany them to continue this eternal expedition.
The story of this vast era, if we want to tell it, is almost endless, but just like all eras have an end, and all stories have an end, the end of the great development era originated from a war - not a multi-galactic order and another A war between multiple galactic orders, but a war between many orders and many chaos. Just when the official fleet of the Starfall United Government arrived in this new multi-dimensional galaxy, another messenger from the multi-dimensional galaxy also arrived in this multi-dimensional galaxy.
And what they brought was a request for help, a desperate letter - the tentacles of the evil god's army had invaded their hometown and destroyed countless civilizations and worlds. They were fighting hard, but they were about to lose their hold, and this... The messenger for help from any order that may exist in the distant void is the last struggle of all sentient beings in that diverse galaxy.
One order needs help—so another order lends a hand. The era of pioneering has not yet ended, and the sparks of the expedition have begun to ignite on the curtain. In this millennium that has not yet forgotten the suffering caused by chaos, all the brave men in the two multidimensional galaxies are gathering. Soon, a heroic team The incomparable volunteer expeditionary force has been formed. Full of anger and heroism, order and hope, they are sailing towards the distant stars.
[—'Expedition Era', after 'The First Year of Rebirth', the 1,500th year]
For the immortals, the expedition of order a thousand years ago seems to have happened yesterday. Whether it was sacrifice and fighting, or the final triumph, it is firmly engraved in their memories and cannot be forgotten for a long time.
But for ordinary people, a thousand years is dozens of generations. Ordinary people can't even remember the name of their great-grandfather. How can they still remember such a long history? What's more, the history of suffering and hardship is nothing to remember. When they were born, the 'Union of Orders of the Great Diverse Galaxy' had already reached its peak. This super-giant alliance of orders combined more than eight multi-dimensional galactic order civilizations. Now that the sun is at its peak, apart from the fact that there are fleets on the edge of the alliance that are sweeping the void and strangling chaos, many civilizations in the heart of the alliance have long forgotten what war is and what chaos is, not to mention the terror of the evil god.
They were born among flowers, bathed in bright sunshine, as if eternal light was shining on them, making them happy, happy, and growing up without worries. This is not a bad thing, rather, this is what all the warriors and strong men who have sacrificed and fought for this hope to see.
In this era, the culture between civilizations has truly reached its peak. In the diverse galaxy, the boundaries between many civilizations, races and countries have begun to be eliminated. With the joint and coordinated government efforts to eliminate all exclusion, instill 'all living beings, all order , the concept of "one body", finally, the "union" of many civilizations and countries finally became a true "federation". The first Federation President was the powerful person from the 'Starfall United Multi-Galaxy' and the 'Mycroft World', [Saint Loranda].
This practitioner of the Holy Light is not the most powerful in the entire 'Great Pluralist Federation', but he is the most just, the most popular, and the most acceptable to all forces. An impartial and absolutely impartial Chairman of the Holy Light is indeed the leader this new federation needs most.
Soon, with the creation of the 'Great Diverse Federation', new laws and new calendars began to be unified. Under the will of many strong men and civilizations, they wanted to forge all living beings in multiple multi-dimensional galaxies into an iron plate. A 'fist' that can truly be 'clenched', an iron fist capable of destroying all 'chaos'!
But strangely, the new calendar of the Federation does not use the birth date of the Federation as the first year. Originating from the star falling into the multi-dimensional galaxy, the leaders of the first federation solemnly declared that this is the '1500th Year' that they and all sentient beings in the entire multiverse should remember - and it is always difficult for people from other multi-dimensional galaxies. Understand this.
At this time, people from Starfall's multiple galaxies are always happy to explain the reasons to them. They are always willing to speak and tell a legend of sacrifice, salvation, protection and battle, a man, a god, a true Warrior's story.
And this year happens to be the 1,500th year since Joshua Van Radcliffe sealed the endless cluster of evil gods.
[—Federal calendar, three thousand years.]
"Finally, we're close."
In the deepest part of the distant silent void, a small team is driving the most cutting-edge exploration ship, sailing rapidly in the darkness.
This is not a strange sight in the first place. Even though the Great Multiversal Federation is at its peak and the flowers are blooming, there are always many explorers sent towards the silent void - whether it is the first term, the second term, or even the second term. Today's fifteenth federal government is all about uniting more diverse galactic civilizations. It is possible to see the federal exploration fleet in any accessible void.
However, if someone could carefully observe the true identities of the members of this team, they would be so shocked that they would bite off their tongues or mouthparts - there are actually seven legends and three legends in that small exploration ship. Gods, a total of ten supreme beings!
At this moment, this unprecedentedly luxurious exploration team stopped abruptly - and what appeared in front of them was pitch black, silent, impenetrable and insurmountable darkness, infinite and still expanding.
The endless darkness is like a wall across the void. It cannot be seen up or down, and it cannot be seen from left to right. It is like a barrier that is so strong that it isolates the multiverse, standing here silently. and a slow but never-ending 'expansion'.
"This is where the 'Time Trap' is. After three thousand years, we finally caught up with his footsteps in the past and arrived at the place where he left."
The first speaker was a legendary strong man with vicissitudes of vision, the former first federal president, Saint Loranda, who said in an extremely rare and trembling tone: "As long as we pass through this barrier, we can Have his remains been found? Or is he still alive, just sleeping inside?"
"No."
Say one word briefly. Nostradamus, the master of time and space at the legendary limit, stared at the dark barrier in front of him. He was responsible for building the time and space network connecting multiple multi-dimensional galaxies. He was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "And the general is produced because of the 'relative speed' The time trap is different... The so-called 'time trap' here is basically an artificially enlarged 'event horizon'."
"This is a box, a seal, a... seal that surpasses our imagination three thousand years later... All the chaos, all the darkness, are shrunk in this box. We can't get in, and they can't get out."
"Event horizon... In other words, did he finally turn his body into a super-massive 'world'?"
Although the words were in the form of questions, the tone was a conclusive statement. The momentum was fierce. Compared with the original, he sounded more like the queen, the former seventh president of the Federation. No. 3's voice was somewhat uncontrollably excited: "That is, Said, time within this event horizon is likely to pass very slowly!"
"Even at the very center... there is probably still the scene of the last moment of the end of the war!"
"That's not necessarily the case."
Shaking his head calmly, wearing a military uniform, the current leader of the federal government's one hundred and four heavily armed fleets, Grand Marshal Lisa Kronos of the Western District, said calmly: "I know the power of the teacher very well, don't tell me Even before he has become a near-sage, even before he has reached the legendary limit, he can already control time and space to a certain extent. Even if it is to destroy the evil god, he cannot let the time in his event horizon pass so slowly. I even There is reason to suspect that the teacher will even speed up the time in order to destroy as many evil gods as possible that he has sealed."
This is indeed very possible. Lisa's words brought a moment of silence as everyone and all the gods pondered.
But no matter how much they meditate, facing this black event horizon, a wall of time and space, they are helpless and unable to do anything. Everyone can only guess and sigh.
"We haven't touched the power of the Near-Saint until now. Even Emperor Amos will probably need thousands of years to swallow the abyss of the bloody battle galaxy, and then use his power to forcibly become a Near-Saint... That's too much After a long time, this road has become difficult to walk at all, and it can even be said that only Emperor Amos can walk it."
The one who spoke was the God of Life. This deity came to the void. She condensed a powerful hand and wanted to touch the black event horizon. At the moment of touching, the deity's expression changed, and she discovered her own divine power. In an instant, he was swallowed up by this black barrier and was no longer under his control.
Returning to the exploration ship, the God of Life shook his head: "The legendary limit and the realm of true gods are a threshold. It is difficult for many legendary high-level experts to cross this boundary even at the cost of self-destruction. As for the legendary limit, For the most powerful, becoming a near-saint is an incredibly huge threshold - now, except for Emperor Amos and a few special individual groups who need to meet certain conditions in order to develop a certain level of near-saint strength, we simply have no He has not mastered a true path to becoming a saint."
"Although there are many countless sentient beings in the multi-dimensional galaxy, it is basically impossible for someone similar to that man to appear." The God of Justice and Power, facing this endless darkness and endless protection, couldn't help but sigh. With a sound, He looked down at his hands and whispered: "How lucky we are to be able to live in the same era as him."
"How unfortunate we are to witness the end of this era."
"In any case, other explorers or strong men from other civilizations cannot be allowed to approach here."
Finally, Garan Nord, the former 'Natural Teacher' and now the 'Lord of All Things', who became the new generation of nature god, came to a conclusion: "We need to seal off this area. This is also for their own good - feel free to contact this area." At the event horizon, even the True God may fall in an instant.”
"Then, I'll do it."
Silent until now, the black-haired dragon girl stepped forward. The legendary ancient dragon Hei looked around at the people around her with a smile. She said calmly: "I am willing to volunteer to station here and watch this void."
This is something no one can say no to. Not even No. 3 and Xiaoguang. As one of the lives closest to that man in the past, the black ancient dragon turned into a huge prototype and stationed in this void. For this reason, the federal government even secretly dragged several worlds here to build a huge world city. , Void Fortress.
The silent and peaceful time flowed rapidly, and with the admonitions and warnings passed down by countless people, a huge legend of "all things forbidden area" spread among the explorers of the entire Federation.
Before I knew it, several thousand years had passed.
[—Confederation Calendar, 'Era of Stability', fifth millennium.]
If the boring daily life in peaceful times can be counted as stories, then the sporadic splashes that appear in the long river of time may be enough to be circulated as 'big news'.
In these two thousand years of incomparable stability, not to mention war, not even a bit of chaos or civil strife, perhaps there are only a few things worth describing - one of them is the Mycroft Star Fall Alliance, which has its actual significance. The dissolution of the above.
With the repeated expansion of the Great Multidimensional Federation, even a powerful civilization like the Starfall Alliance can hardly guarantee its cohesion. As the 'Ether Star' disappeared into the void under the leadership of several gods, many new generations of Mike The legend of Rolf and the new generation of gods spread to every corner of the multiverse. They took their tribes and subordinates and infiltrated into the entire multiverse federation.
Since then, 'humanity' is no longer a race that mainly lives in Starfall's multi-dimensional galaxies, but a 'pan-multi-race' that spans almost the entire multiverse and at least more than thirty-seven multi-dimensional galaxies. Their presence, With the spread of the Great Plural Federation, each branch has almost embarked on a completely different path.
Some humans have assimilated with the blood of other local races and become countless unique demi-humans, while some have always maintained the purity of their own blood and are proud of it even when they travel to corners of the multiverse. But similarly, there are also geometric bodies that have transformed themselves into numerous monsters of the bloodline of Warcraft, which are simply monsters with human form. What's more, they have even completely mechanized, psionic, and elementalized their bodies, and then reproduced a brand new one. Race.
In addition, there are also 'information' creatures that upload their consciousness to the multi-dimensional magic network. The material world only relies on 'information' creatures that control the activities of alchemical magic puppets. This way of existence basically consumes no resources in the material world and can travel to various places. This kind of extreme world life is quite popular, and many humans choose to merge their minds into the magic network and move in the virtual world. When necessary, they use biological puppets or mechanical puppet bodies to act in the material world.
But no matter what kind of transformation, what kind of 'evolution', what kind of bloodline they have, they all call themselves human beings. Because, for Mrs. Mycroft at this moment, whether it is a human, an elf, a dwarf, or any other race, the so-called name is not a word to describe bloodline at all, but an aggregation of culture. A symbol of civilization, an extremely firm belief, and an extremely sincere belief.
And even in this stable era, there are still some people who are not reconciled to this stability. They are always moving, searching, and living in their own way.
"I want to find a strength."
In the distant void, the 'Forbidden Zone of Life', in the fortress in front of the 'Dark Event Horizon', No. 3 is preparing to leave. Her eyes were firm, and hope always existed in her heart. He had long since become a true god, and he had also achieved legends with his magical power. He said to the huge black ancient dragon in front of her: "That is the power to awaken something. Now, with the remaining power, 'Seed', I can clearly feel that he is not dead. Although I have never been able to awaken this seed, I still firmly believe in the strength of that man. I firmly believe that the initial fire may not be able to kill him, but can only make him He's asleep - no, maybe not asleep, he's just still fighting in a place I don't know."
Only in the face of the ancient dragon that has been watching for two thousand years, and is about to leave this multi-dimensional galaxy, and even the entire multi-dimensional federation, No. 3 can express his thoughts: "I heard a news, far away, not yet incorporated At the other end of the multi-dimensional galaxy of the Grand Federation, there is a huge Emperor of the Void Empire. He is a powerful god. Legend has it that their god once died, but he resurrected from the destruction of the gods. He called himself the Son of Miracle and used a kind of power. , returning from eternal sleep, I want to see if this is true or not.”
"There is a high probability that it is false. But if it is true, what are you going to do?"
After being silent for a long time, Gu Long, who had not spoken for who knows how many years, shook his head. Hei stared at the friend in front of him. She asked doubtfully: "They can't tell you. No. 3, I also believe in your determination, but sometimes, determination Nothing can be done.”
"Then I will try to communicate, communicate, and trade. If that doesn't work, then I will destroy, interrogate, and rob."
Showing a gentle smile, No. 3 flapped his wings. This god, this legend, this powerful being chasing someone's shadow, said in a clear and bright tone: "I will do anything - no matter what means. , I will achieve my goals.”
"Goodbye then, my friend. I hope you will succeed. I hope you will go well."
Feeling the determination and consciousness of the other party, the guarding dragon sincerely blessed the other party: "Although he may not necessarily want this, we don't live to make him like it, right?"
"You are right. In the final analysis, this is the way we choose to live, and I am very willing to do so."
Turning around, No. 3 left decisively. She raised her hand and waved it with her back to Gu Long, signaling her departure.
"Goodbye then, Black."
In the silence and the steady passage of time, another friend left and headed for the endless distance. The dragon who was watching all this was used to all this. She turned her head, looked at the event horizon that was still slowly expanding, and then showed a smile.
"No one can wait any longer, Master."
"But I will continue to wait until the end of time."
[Federal Calendar, Age of Chaos, Seventh Millennium]
This is an era of great chaos.
Thousands of years later, the evil god of chaos has come again. The dark swarm coming from the other side of the multiverse does not directly attack the strongest front of order, but infiltrates into every part of it, rotting its joints and core. , causing it to lose control and fall apart.
I don’t know whether it is the power of the evil god, or it originates from civilization, or from the restlessness in the blood of all living beings. Every component of the huge federation begins to gradually become more and more separated from each other. This is actually not a strange thing. After observing the multiverse, the largest cluster of evil gods were destroyed and sealed for thousands of years. The surrounding multi-dimensional galaxies have not experienced large-scale chaos invasion for thousands of years.
Even for an extraordinary person, thousands of years is not a small number. Even if it is the ultimate intention that can theoretically live forever, thousands of years of memory can wash away all emotions, fear, despair and the shock that I vow to remember. Not to mention, weaker supernatural beings, and endless mortals.
The long-term peace has hollowed out the foundation of the federal existence. Without the oppression of foreign enemies, it is impossible for a huge alliance to exist - even if the federal government has been unremittingly trying to wipe out everything for thousands of years. The traces of the country, the differences of all races, and the characteristics of all civilizations, but this is impossible. It can even be said that even if the federal government succeeds, as long as there are beauty and ugliness, good and evil, and radicalness in life, As long as there are differences between beings and stability, activity and calmness, then eternal 'peace' will be an impossible task.
Under the erosion of chaos, endless enjoyment, and desire, in the weakening caused by the thousands of years of peace among the stars and the world, the federation of order is slowly and unstoppably collapsing, and many diverse people suddenly appear. The dark cluster around the galaxy and the long-forgotten attack by the evil god were the last straw to destroy it. The army without enemies and without temper collapsed under the impact of the evil god. The destruction and isolation of many production bases and transportation centers led to the destruction of the federal center. The zone lost its resource supply, and many core worlds were on the verge of destruction as a result, and even tragic scenes of cannibalism were staged.
Even before the shuddering darkness, a battle broke out between order and order earlier - in order to compete for the few production worlds and void bases that were still functioning normally, the armies and races within the federation began to fight each other, and even, In order to stop the erosion of Chaos, one party will not hesitate to impose an extermination order on the other party and destroy an entire world, regardless of how many innocent and wailing people there are.
Even if the evil god is eliminated, the endless hatred, pain, and oppression and despair caused by so many lives killing each other in this chaotic era will completely shatter all the efforts of the Federation over the past thousands of years, and even create a brand new evil god. Come.
—They forgot what they should remember most, so the seeds of self-destruction grew at the roots of the Federation.
During this wandering millennium, the beings of order could only tremble and hide behind their fortresses and worlds, while other orders and chaos full of hostility and malice surrounded them. Everything returned to its original appearance seven thousand years ago, and even It gets even worse - even if many strong men gather together to drive out the Chaos in an area, they will not be able to unify that area again, because it is very likely that a world in this area will die at the hands of the Chaos Evil God and the Familia. The number of people is not as large as that caused by invasion and robbery from other worlds.
Of course, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if the Federation is in such a bad state, the many legends and gods cultivated over thousands of years are not as fragile as mortals. They worked hard and finally eliminated all incoming attacks. The evil god - but the Federation has also officially fallen apart due to the complete elimination of the enemy. The ultimate chaos derived from the ultimate order is raging in this infinite galaxy.
With the end of the Chaos Invasion came the Great Schism Era. The huge federation split into millions of civilized alliances. They conquered each other and guarded each other, turning the multiple galaxies into huge battlefields of the Warring States Period. At this moment, human beings have already become distributed throughout the multiverse. The race, and the main body of the Mycroft civilization, disappeared with the departure of the Star Ring Boundary thousands of years ago. They seemed to have anticipated this and did not really get involved in this chaos.
[My memory of this era is limited to this - we fell from the glory and fell into complete confusion. We ignorantly wandered in the darkness, imagining the stable happiness of the past. But memories and fantasies are useless. The past time has gone and will never return. We are in a dark era, full of suspicion and cruelty.
In the past, we lived in peace, and it seemed that life was all about enjoyment, but this is wrong. In fact, wars have never been far away from us. They are called desire, corruption, and cowardice. They are breaking out around us, but we would rather pretend to be ostriches and bury our heads in the ground and turn a blind eye—and the stupidest thing is that we know it is wrong, but we still continue happily. Each of us is thinking, 'Even if a disaster breaks out, it won't be my turn.' Each of us is trying to be wise and safe in this disaster that no one can avoid, but facts have proven that this is the source of destruction. Because no one dares to stand tall and move forward, no one dares to face the truth and darkness.
In the distant past, in the ancient myths and legends, some strong men would rather sacrifice themselves to protect all living beings. He hopes that one day other strong men can stand side by side with him to protect this multiverse. He hopes for peace. People can live in peace, expecting that lunatics and idiots who want war can accompany them in the war - but we must have disappointed him. If he could see it, he would definitely be disappointed, because what he paid for with all his sacrifices was Shameful degradation and disregard.
So I call on us to regain our courage, let us regain our determination and fire, anger and wind. We must re-remember all the suffering and chew it back and forth - because only under the temper of pain can the flower of hope grow. Blooms in human determination.]
[—The unknown recorder, recorded in Chapter 8 of the Book of Hope - Proclamation, paragraph 34, in the middle of the Great Schism Era]
And finally.
[—Era of Rebirth, Tenth Millennium]
In the distant tenth millennium, deep in the dark and silent void, the forgotten ancient place welcomed the first visitors of the era of rebirth.
In that huge battle of division and reunification, countless civilizations and races were destroyed, several galaxies were annihilated, and even the clouds and mists of the power of steel ceased to exist. All of this is really too tragic and too painful. The pain that the war brings to all living beings outweighs their hatred for each other. Therefore, in the trembling pain and the trembling pain, the new federation emerges from the past federation. Reborn from the corpse, although its territory is far less than one percent of its former heyday, this time they know what despair is.
Therefore, we can clearly understand what hope is.
But even so, regaining those lost hometowns will not be a matter of time. Even, on the bodies of those destroyed civilizations, new native civilizations were born. The long war and isolation have long made them forget what the union of order is and what the glory of the federation is.
But this time, it was a new civilization that, through reckless exploration, came to this absolutely restricted area where no civilization or fleet dared to come when the Federation still existed.
According to legend, it was the ruins of the Pioneer that were sealed in the mist, and it was the end of life where endless traps lurked. There, filled with chaotic toxins, deadly murderous intentions, and the remains of countless broken worlds, it is undoubtedly the forbidden place that all civilizations in the multiverse fear. It is wrapped in blazing flames, and there is even an extremely terrifying void. Dragon protects.
In a sense, these descriptions are all correct, and some people are even lucky enough to see the legendary guardian, an extremely ancient and extremely huge black dragon that is as huge as the world. He wanders aimlessly among the ashes of the broken remains of countless worlds, lingering on the edge of the 'Wall of Worlds', preventing anyone and fleets from approaching and exploring.
He seems to be guarding something, but no one has ever known what he is guarding. After all, this is an ancient ruin, a place where historical debris is piled up. In the era of chaos and the Great Schism, the corpses of countless worlds and fleets were piled up. Here, let the mist fill this place. Some people even say that the giant dragon himself has forgotten his mission, so he just lingers forever, never leaving this place.
But these frightening rumors have little meaning to the new civilization that doesn't know all this at all - at most they know that it is dangerous there, there is a huge void dragon there, and it is full of unknown things. Ancient ruins and wreckage are filled with the knowledge they crave.
Therefore, they mustered up the courage to move forward and approached the black dragon, which was like the world, closing its eyes and meditating in the void.
"Guardian—do you remember what you are protecting?"
This new civilization is in the period of exploring the stars in the sky, so it came here out of curiosity. These look a bit like humans, but they have a pair of different animal ears. They are very bold and full of action. Their greedy and irrepressible curiosity even makes them dare to ask the Supreme Being: " Could it be that you have forgotten it?"
Forgot
Hearing this language that was somewhat similar to the common language of Mycroft in the past, and feeling the familiar blood remaining in the opponent's body, the meditating dragon opened his eyes, and turned his golden sun-like pupils to stare at the villains. Son, his heart was filled with emotion.
—The memory is dead, leaving only the legend. History has been forgotten, leaving only the wind of suffering howling among the ruins.
Looking at the stars in the sky, every place is a tomb of civilization, and the voice of unwillingness comes from them. They are eager to take revenge, fight again, and regain their glory - but they have passed away, and ashes are all that remains of them.
But now, the new generation of civilization has grown up again. They are surrounded by the embers of the pioneers. They have grown up in the warm residual warmth of the previous generation of civilization. Their bodies are made up of the remnants of the fierce battles between countless enemy races. The stardust, and even the fragments of steel that gave birth to their world and the sun, are all the ashes left by the battles and sacrifices of many strong men in the past.
look! This lucky and brave, reckless and curious civilization is exploring the lost history and what happened in this vast and endless multiverse in the thousands of years before the birth of their civilization. They are embarking on the road to glory again. , seek the forerunners, seek the guidance of the powerful!
And the powerful are willing to guide them.
The Watching Dragon stared at these little people, seeming to see the shadow of his past. He raised his head, looked up at the dark void, and then let out a long dragon roar - the dragon's own light can shine through all things, making the stars Shining, He has been watching for a thousand years, and another thousand years, until now, ten thousand years have passed, and finally something similar and touching appears in front of His eyes, but the identities of the guide and the guided are reversed. Yes, the little dragon who was taught in the past has now become the supreme guardian.
"You are saying that I have forgotten my mission? No."
of course not.
The giant dragon lowered his head and looked at the trembling but still stubborn people in the battleship who wanted to know the answer. He said gently: "I remember."
remember forever.
"However, before I tell you my mission, let me tell you first, the one I watch, my master, the god who once guarded the multiverse in the long past... No."
"The story of a human being and a warrior."
[—The stars still shine, the flames still burn.
In this multiverse where loss and rediscovery, forgetfulness and remembering are repeated, civilization is still thriving.
The darkness in the sky has not left, but it is much brighter than before. Some people take it for granted, while others remember who it all came from.
New stories and legends are being born, but the old epics and myths have not been forgotten. In this era where anger is still burning, in this century where the fighting has not stopped, some people are moving forward, some are stopping, and some are firmly moving towards the distant origins and At the end, someone is watching the silent ruins, waiting for the hope in their hearts to reappear.]
"—The darkness will eventually return, but can we see the light again?"
After listening to all the stories told by the dragon, some people trembled and asked the ancients. They were frightened by the darkness behind this history. Chaos lingered in their minds, making them tremble and doubt, or maybe they didn't know it at all. Believe it - but even so, there are still people asking, because whether it is a legend or a myth, whether it is a story or a lesson, there are always people who remember it and pass it on.
"I'm afraid it won't work anymore, children. In the next ten thousand years or dozens of thousand years, I'm afraid we won't, but we can still remember that light, that little flame, and this is the ember of hope. We You can expect something to be reborn in it.”
The ancient black dragon flapped its wings, and he stirred up the wind of time and space, allowing these brave and small people to go far away from this dangerous restricted area, but even so, the watcher of hope still left the last words.
"This is my story. I was at the location of your hometown. When the world was illuminated by divine light, when the void was ignited by flames, I saw the distant chaos and darkness being torn apart by the anger and roar of the gods. Right here That day, a true hero and god, a true warrior died, and hell was buried with him."
"There was no lamentation or crying at that time. We worked together and vowed to fight the darkness. In an era when we had nothing, we only had courage."
-I remember. I guard this memory, this legend, this epic, I remember this story.
"So, don't forget it either."
-Don’t forget courage, don’t forget determination, don’t forget, always be as brave as you are now, explore and fight towards the endless distance.
-This.
It was the first ten thousand years that Joshua Van Radcliffe left.
This volume is completely over—the next volume, the final volume, [Soul of Burning Steel]!
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