How big is the whole space bubble area? So far, no one has dared to say an accurate number. Even the Demon King Army scholar who "calculated the entire universe" at that time only roughly gave a theoretical value for the boundary of the space bubble area. How many space bubbles are within this boundary? Nobody knows. People only know that since the beginning of history, they have only explored a small part of the "whole world" they live in, and even the oldest elves and Eldar have never set foot on the desolate outer edge of the bubble area. Moreover, even in the planes that have been explored by people, there are only a few spaces that can be built as homes in the future and can be lived in. Most of the space bubbles are directly abandoned after exploration: no resources, no air, deadly radiation , no water, highly poisonous soil... Countless slaves who were thrown out to explore the road have marked countless unsurvivable planes with their lives. The greatest magister in the human world is unwilling to build his mage tower here. kind of place, because they won't find anything here—except for a few demented mages, but we're not talking about those lunatics.
Ordinary people are easily self-centered creatures, just as people on the earth firmly believed that they stood at the center of the entire world, scholars in the human world have also established a rough model after continuously exploring space bubbles: they put The explored planes suitable for survival are placed in the middle of this model, and according to the degree of desolation, the more "outer" space bubbles are, the harder it is to survive. This rough model has no borders, and only a general sentence is marked outside a series of border planes: Beyond this place, everything is desert.
Considering the disordered spatial structure of the space bubble area and the space bubble itself is not a sorting method in the three-dimensional space, the shallow model proposed by the various races in the human world is not wrong, anyway, it doesn’t matter which space bubble is placed in the center of the model— Of course this model is useless, since nothing is known about the desert area other than the known habitable planes.
Y'zaks' Demon King Army is the only group of intelligent creatures in this world who have tried to visit this desert for tens of thousands of years, but they failed to reach the real border of the bubble area at the furthest that year.
The fleet is passing through strange places with harsh environments. After crossing the last small human kingdom where people survive, there is no life to stop on their way. There are endless storms outside the portal, a highly toxic ocean with huge waves, and strong cosmic radiation. They may even directly pass by some dangerous celestial bodies: if it wasn’t for the Giant Turtle Rock Terrace that could detect the situation opposite the gate in advance, even Aerym’s spaceship would most likely crash into the sand in this dangerous foam zone . Back then, Y'zaks didn't even have a spaceship, but he dared to organize a group of people to explore this place. Sure enough, the real man relied on the word "reckless" - when he went back that year, only more than half of the casualties were lost, but the whole army was not wiped out.
In order to better observe the scene ahead, grasp the entire route, and more importantly, stop Lily from making trouble, Hao Ren and the others had already returned to the bridge of the Giant Turtle Rock Terrace. What was uploaded on the external monitor was a spectacle of a barren plane with stormy waves: the sky and the earth were pale, the whole world was covered with endless "heavy snow", and huge white foam waves thousands of meters high hit a giant giant in the sky. Under the traction of the celestial body, it rolled up out of thin air, forming a curly and weird aerial shape, and then slowly collapsed little by little. It turned into snowflakes all over the sky and landed silently.
Lily dragged Elizabeth, and the two children, one big and one small, squatted on the chair in front of the holographic projection and exclaimed one after another: "Oh, heavy snow!" "Wow! It's so beautiful!" "I really want to put something around my neck and get out Drag something and run around..."
A certain husky, the ancestral instinct of a transport king from the Arctic Circle, is at work.
But the outside is not snow, the overwhelming white stuff is nitrogen solidified at low temperature—the fleet is passing over a deadly ultra-low temperature giant planet, and the portal of this plane is directly opened in the storm formed by snowflake-like solid nitrogen In the novel, after the spaceship rushed out, it broke into a world covered in silver—and in the previous plane, they traveled tens of thousands of kilometers in space. These uninhabitable planes are like that, and you can tell what kind of bad place you will find yourself in: bad, and worse.
The giant wreck is covered in a blanket of nitrogen snow, but otherwise in good condition. Those gravity regulators are working fine, and it seems like it's only a matter of time before they reach the gate of the world safely.
Due to dragging such a big guy, the Aerym fleet can no longer advance at full speed and cross the border for a day like when it first arrived. The current speed of the tugboat is less than one-third of the fleet's maximum speed, and the fleet will probably have to trek through weird planes for two days before they can reach the gate to go home. Everyone was in good spirits, though: the whole operation went better than expected. The Erim elves did not suffer any major losses. The indigenous army in this world was caught off guard when facing the battleship, which made the originally expected orderly counterattack only last for a short while, which was harmless.
"You left such a sentence before you left," Hao Ren turned to look at Y'zaks, "You really love this world deeply."
"In this way, they will at least have some motivation," Y'zaks smiled. "Since they are finally huddled together, let's try to stay together longer. It's better that even the demons can establish a relatively strong relationship with the human world under pressure." Long-term contact, so that generations can be replaced. Loose alliances will become a habit-wars will still occur, after all, wars are also the driving force behind progress, but internal friction wars that blindly exterminate opponents like before should not appear. : From now on, they should have a common goal.”
Hao Ren chuckled: "Well, the common goal in the future should be to go to the depths of the universe and kill you again—you said that after hundreds of thousands of years have passed, their descendants will finally study the era of the big universe and follow the ancient prophecy When I ran out to face the devil, I realized that the devil was just teasing them, what kind of expression would those unlucky children have?"
Y'zaks shrugged: "Who knows? It's also possible that the few words I left can only unite them for a while, or it may only be enough to push the world forward half a step—the changes of short-lived species are too unpredictable The change of generations makes the cultural inheritance and historical records not so reliable. Perhaps in the end, no one except the elves and the spirits will know the truth of the demon king's prophecy. Perhaps the new generation of human beings will take the " The prophecy that the devil will one day come back from the depths of the universe is regarded as a fairy tale. But anyway, it is better to take half a step than to stay still, at least they will have a long-term shadow hanging over their heads to make them step Work hard for a generation.”
Then the Lord Demon King laughed: "Anyway, I have done everything I should do. I am not a god. How can I guess the trajectory of the world after I left, but at least it should be better than before. Hey, I counted my work today Retired."
Vivienne looked at Y'zaks with a weird expression: "You are really... You don't seem to be angry or regretful at all? You risked hundreds of years and finally pushed the world half a step forward. And you want people to be listed on the black list for generations, so you are not aggrieved at all?"
Y'zaks grinned: "So this is the difference in the way demons think: why should I care about that? My goal is clear, I want to enter the sea of stars, I want to let the races of the world end the melee - now my goal It has been achieved, what is there to be dissatisfied with?"
Hao Ren looked up at him: "Is it okay to let the whole world hold grudges?"
"Do my shit."
Everyone: "..."
In the end, Lord Demon King gave these four-word evaluations to everyone in the world.
The fleet continued to sail, and finally gradually approached the end.
Several consecutive planes have been filled with vast space, and the previous law of "most of the portals are near large celestial bodies" caused by a certain gravitational focus has also begun to fail. After the spaceship passes through the gate of the plane, it is always facing more and more The wider the cosmic vacuum, this is the sign that the space bubble area is coming to an end.
Y'zaks came outside the spaceship and sat cross-legged on the upper armor belt of the Giant Turtle Rock Terrace, watching a wonderful total reflection sphere rapidly enlarge in front of the fleet.
That was the last space gate, and the structure of the fully reflective sphere was completely different from the previous plane gates, indicating that the real universe was opposite this gate.
After passing through the gate, a scene that has never been seen in the space bubble area rushes forward.
The sea of stars.
Y'zaks relaxed, lying on his back on the belt, not minding the cosmic rays. He squinted his eyes under the starlight, as if blending into the space, feeling the brilliant stars shining in the entire universe.
Indistinctly, a short figure with a stooped body reappeared in front of his eyes again, with disheveled hair, shabby clothes, and wrinkled face, yelling and cursing furiously: "You messed up my data!"
"Hey... old guy, you're right—the outside world is so big." (To be continued~^~)