There is no need for the weak to exist.
The history of civilization is the process of the strong constantly defeating the weak.
The weak are the titan lizards that were exterminated by low temperatures in the prehistoric ice age; the weak are the giant beasts that were killed by spears and hunted to death; the weak are domesticated livestock and planted crops; the weak are those who have been with The ancestors of the royal court were hostile and were swallowed up with their skin, bones, and blood.
Only the strong can survive in this world. Those who will be defeated by the environment, hunted and rounded up, tamed by wisdom, and exterminated by force are all weak - and the strong drink the blood of the weak and use Their corpses cast stairs to climb higher on the road to civilization. The strong spurn all weak ones, including cubs that are not strong enough, individuals that are not smart enough, and those who are born with disabilities. The law of the royal court prohibits the existence of these weak people. They are in They are killed after birth and thrown into the abyss.
Royal Court - We, we cut off any weak points in ourselves, we transform our bodies, and turn the poisons that could originally kill us into chemical raw materials in our bodies. We transform our minds, allowing gods, beliefs, and psychics to Attack has become a joke. We detonate magic fission bombs in our own atmosphere and soil, flooding the entire world with violent magic radiation. All individuals who cannot withstand high doses of radiation are all weak and failed.
We temper our bodies, sharpen our spirits, and learn all the knowledge we can learn. We are strong, smart, calm, and cruel. The strongest among us can even destroy a world. It defeated the sky and the earth that gave birth to us, so it became us. The king, lead us to conquer the worlds beyond - just like we killed those giant beasts and alien races tens of thousands of years ago.
Then we found more weaklings.
Those one-eyed freaks enslaved by faith, obsessive-compulsive people who collect knowledge everywhere, hyperactive children who ride around on behemoths of the void, boring bugs who eat everything, like reincarnations of starving ghosts, must be out-of-control machines with programming errors... On the vast stage called the multiverse, every place is filled with inexplicable and strange alien creatures, and there are weak people everywhere who were born due to errors in evolution. They live in every corner of the galaxy, wasting resources and food.
The existence of these shameful alien species is a mistake, and we, who have assumed the responsibility of being strong, must correct them.
"This news must be reported to the Emperor."
In a vast galaxy, within the star field controlled by the Thakur Annihilation Order, in the core territory close to the 'Twelve Sanctuary', a creature is hidden in the debris of the world similar to a comet. It reduces its own life signal to the lowest level, and then follows the drifting trajectory of the world's debris through the star fields of the worlds.
The lurker from the Royal Court of Amos, called the Blood Royal Court in awe by other civilizations, quietly collects information. Its powerful energy sensing organ allows it to cross the world barrier and sense various large-scale energy ups and downs within the world, so , the lurkers realized that their old enemies seemed to be planning some big news now. In their twelve sanctuaries, there were energy fluctuations far exceeding those in the past. With their rich experience, the lurkers were able to sense those energy fluctuations. The direction of transmission is the other end of distant time and space.
"They are conducting a wide-area reconnaissance of the Lost Galaxy... They must have found something valuable there - this news must be sent back to the royal court."
Thinking of this, the lurker began to lift his body from hibernation without hesitation - it can be seen that its body is a complex beard ball like a plant root system, and each tentacle can sensitively sense all energy fluctuations in a star field. , which is why it can stay in the wreckage of the world and can also successfully perceive information in the surrounding world.
Naturally, this special form is not the original form of the Royal Court race.
In fact, every member of the Royal Court of Amos is a uniquely transformed life. They have been exposed to high-energy magic radiation since birth, causing benign mutations and awakening the talent in their genes to absorb radiation as energy. Instinct individuals will be regarded as successful. They will usher in the first transformation in the hands of their parents, strengthen their resistance to radiation, strengthen their vitality, eliminate various natural biological defects, and can use inorganic materials such as soil and metal. It eats things and exists in the void with its body for a short time.
This is the first and only time that members of the Royal Court have their lives transformed by others. In the future studies and inspections, members of the Royal Court will follow their own will and transform themselves into what they desire most. Form, and the losers in the middle will either be reduced to experimental materials, or die. The Royal Court will not accept any weak losers, and they would rather lack than waste.
It is precisely because of this that the Royal Court of Amos can fight against this behemoth of the same super void civilization with a population of less than one-tenth of the Thakur Annihilation Order, and even occasionally gain the upper hand.
The bodies of all successful individuals of the Royal Court are their own swords, their own armor, and their own battleships heading to the void. However, this does not mean that members of the Royal Court do not use tools. They will enchant the swords and add more to the armor. Wearing a layer of armor, they pursue strength rather than simple physical evolution. In addition to biotechnology, Wangting is also extremely advanced in mechanical structure. They can create artificial demiplanes, as well as mountains that are comparable to mountains. Giant battleships, their technology does not come from plunder, but from the deepest thinking of the members of the royal court who chose to evolve themselves into thinking machines.
The lurker is a member who has evolved to the extreme in terms of 'perception and searching for information'. Now, it is about to show another side of itself - all the roots of the lurker have awakened from dormancy, and this weird life Lift up all these tentacles to form a shape similar to a transmitter.
Then, without any hesitation, it sent all the information it had received so far towards the boundary of the royal court.
The huge flow of information is invisible. Except for some energy fluctuations at the moment when the lurker breaks out, there are almost no signs. However, the lurker knows that he will definitely die. Those one-eyed fanatical believers will find the abnormal energy as soon as possible. The location of the source and tearing themselves into pieces, both sides of the war do not need any prisoners, they can get any information they want to know from the soul.
So the moment after sending the message, the lurker committed suicide simply and neatly. Countless roots reversed the direction, inserted into the core of the lurker backwards, and then annihilated his own soul. The death of the strong is also his own choice, not the weak. Hand, this is the creed of Wang Ting.
Soon, more than ten seconds later, just as the lurker expected, along with the fluctuations of time and space spells, a total of twenty-four patrols from the religious order appeared near the wreckage of the world. One of the captains was the first to rush into the world. Among the wreckage, the body of the dead lurker was found.
"Another suicide... these Amos people... it has sent the message back."
After realizing this, the one-eyed captain said solemnly: "We must inform all the prophets that our investigation of the Lost Galaxy has been noticed... The Royal Court will never tolerate us taking the lead in this regard, and they will definitely start immediately. Exploration of the Lost Galaxy.”
And just as the lurker passed on the message, the patrol team leader discovered the opponent's body.
In the world of the Twelve Sanctuaries, in the First Sanctuary.
In the temple of Thakur's Annihilation Order, a plainly dressed one-eyed old man was meditating in the depths of the temple, and opposite it, two priests wearing gorgeous prophet robes were also meditating.
In a world where psychic energy, spirit and divine power are mixed, they are communicating with pure will.
"The Amos people will not doubt it. They have always been like this. When they see us exploring the Lost Galaxy, they will follow us without hesitation and try to surpass us."
The old man's mind is cold and calm. It dominates the spiritual world, and the two strong men with the name of prophets are as fragile as young children in front of it. It calmly narrates the next plan: "In the Amos people When we started to explore the Lost Galaxy, we stopped the exploration - the third prophet was right, the Lost Galaxy is indeed very dangerous, and our detection just now almost triggered a counterattack by the powerful people on the other side."
Hearing this, the two people wearing prophet robes nodded slightly. They responded in the spiritual world, because there were two of them among the people who presided over the ceremony before.
The memories of the two prophets are still very clear. They still remember the terrifying fluctuations coming from the other side of the rift in time and space—the breath that was faster than light and heavier than the world came together, and seemed to want to cross the distant distance. Time and space, observing the world in which they are located in reverse. If the plainly dressed old man in front of him hadn't immediately cut off the connection between the time and space rift, I'm afraid the existence of the Thakur people would have been known to the powerful beings on the other side.
"We are detecting the existences in the Lost Galaxy that act alone and have strong but not extremely strong life auras one by one. We have obtained a lot of information without being noticed by the real strong people on the other side."
A Thakur man wearing a prophet's robe was also the third prophet who prophesied about the Lost Galaxy some time ago. He said seriously: "The discovery is amazing - most of the powerful life forms in the Lost Galaxy. Individuals all belong to the same race, and they are located everywhere in the galaxy, no matter how remote they are, they can appear."
"Patriarch, we have reason to believe that the Lost Galaxy has actually been occupied by an extremely powerful void civilization, and their territory is the entire galaxy of the world. All the omens I predicted before were all powerful ones that have been defeated and sealed by them. Alien."
"Yes." Another sect prophet wearing a prophet's robe was taciturn. Until now, he spoke in a low voice: "So let the Amos people explore, we just need to wait and see."
The old man who was called the Patriarch by the third prophet nodded unequivocally. His body had already aged, and he was dressed like an ordinary farmer. But no matter who he was, anyone who had practiced extraordinary spiritual power would Everyone knows what terrifying soul power this seemingly inconspicuous one-eyed old man has.
Now, the temple where they are located, the holy city, the sky, the land and cities where countless Thakur people are working and cultivating, the oceans and forests where countless lives live, and even the entire First Sanctuary, the entire world - are all It's just a 'real dream' constructed by the soul of the old man in front of me.
Reality, illusion, spiritual energy, dreams... all boundaries will disappear in front of the ultimate achievement of spiritual energy and divine power, the "Celestial World".
There are twelve such worlds in total.
The patriarchs of the Thakur Annihilation Order in the past successively used their own souls as raw materials to build twelve canopy worlds. These worlds between reality and dreams are the eternal home and shelter of all Thakur people. They responded and resisted the 'doomsday prophecies' of the former Void Saint.
[The real world will eventually be annihilated into nothingness, and only the eternal dream can last forever in the darkness] - This is the creed that the Thakur Annihilation Order believes in as truth. All unbelievers are enemies who block the arrival of the only reality. Tuan will trample them into the soil without hesitation, turning them into ethereal psychic smoke.
“Don’t underestimate any race—although they cannot understand the ultimate truth of the multiverse, we are just one step ahead of them.”
In the spiritual world, the Patriarch raised his head slightly. Its soul had already transcended the limits beyond the limits of mortal things. Even the will of the world had been surpassed by it. The old man whispered: "With the help of the powerful existence in the Lost Galaxy, This is our plan to weaken the power of the Royal Court of Amos, but the plan may go wrong. If the Royal Court of Amos really contacts the other party, even if they are as bloodthirsty as they are, they may temporarily press the button of destruction. desires, and attempts to use the other’s hand against us.”
"Be prepared for both things - we will temporarily stop observing the powerful people of the Lost Galaxy, but don't give up the exploration of the galaxy itself - Third Prophet, after you go back, continue to observe the world itself."
"We cannot face the future in ignorance."
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