The corridor is magnificent and wide.
Huge sculptures stand on both sides.
The burning candles provided just enough light for vision.
The sculptures, which are tens of meters high, flicker and have an eerie sense of solemnity and majesty.
For many superheroes, all they feel is gloom.
Those horrible sculptures made them feel uncomfortable, like gargoyles from hell.
From the surface of the magnificent battleship, he entered the underground.
With the guidance of Manhattan No. 066, they locked onto the target.
As long as they kill their way down this corridor, they will be able to find the imperial commander who is commanding this war.
The Sleeper holds the Mother Box tightly in his hands. If they find that the target has left, they will use the transmission channel created by the Mother Box to chase after them.
Catching the other party is the most important task of their trip.
It was the key to their reversal of the situation.
The imperial soldiers poured out along the branch roads on both sides of the corridor.
Equipped with a variety of weapons, they attack the superheroes who enter the core area, trying to stop their advance.
"Your death has come." Superman No. 043 roared, his eyes releasing laser beams with terrifyingly high temperatures, illuminating the slightly dark giant corridors.
With the help of Sandman, those imperial soldiers were no longer a threat and were easily dealt with by Superman No. 043.
The soldiers tried in vain to resist the superheroes.
However, these enemies had already made preparations in all aspects and took out all the hidden artifacts and treasures.
On a narrow corridor where the power of the Empire's heavy equipment could not be fully utilized.
It would be impossible to stop these superheroes relying solely on these imperial soldiers.
However, more and more imperial soldiers continued to pour out from the branch corridor connecting to the main road.
Death is not the end for them.
Fighting for the Holy Emperor until the very end was an unimaginable honor in their lives.
The brilliance of various weapons appeared on the battlefield.
The walls were left with various holes that looked melted, broken into subatomic particles, or even mottled and old.
There are some weird time beams that speed up the flow of time for objects they hit.
In just a few seconds, the things that were hit looked as if they had been ravaged by ten thousand years.
It became rusty and extremely old.
After being hit, the Flash from another parallel universe suddenly became extremely old.
He, who was originally young and strong, instantly turned into an old man with heavy breathing, gray hair and cloudy eyes.
His speed was suppressed a lot in the Imperial battleship, but with his extreme speed, he still had a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.
It is impossible for the Empire to keep devices that could harm its own people activated and placed on warships at any time.
This gave him a little chance to shine.
At the beginning, the Flash, with a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, used the God-killing Sword given by the black Wonder Woman No. 043 to slaughter the imperial soldiers on the imperial battleships.
In parallel universe 043, Africa is the most advanced and developed region.
The heroes there are mostly black people.
The Batman in the parallel universe No. 043 is a black entrepreneur who is as dark and smooth as coal.
The history of that parallel world is reversed from the history of other parallel universes.
African tribes lived in a privileged position and actively explored the outside world, learning and mastering gunpowder from the East.
The existence of gunpowder narrowed the gap between ordinary people and those warriors who specialized in combat, weakened the authority of the chiefs, and broke the situation where priests had the final say.
The selection of chiefs is no longer based on military strength alone, but on multiple aspects of ability.
Under the influence of such factors, Africa was the first to enter the magnificent era of Enlightenment.
The tribes continued to merge, and the democracy of Parallel Universe No. 043 was born.
People elected small chiefs from small tribes, and then elected a big chief from among the small chiefs to rule the big tribe.
The respected elders will decide all matters according to the tribal regulations, and even the chieftain will be bound by the tribal regulations.
In the struggle to overthrow the great chief, various liberal ideas emerged.
The major tribes entered the industrial age one after another and started the great voyages of discovery.
They went on expeditions to colonize the world and plunder markets and resources.
At that time, Europe had not yet suffered from the ravages of the Black Death, but was in the dark period of the Roman Empire's civilizational fault.
Theocracy and secular politics were highly integrated and reached an unprecedented peak.
The Holy See calls this era the Age of Divine Revelation.
It means the glorious and prosperous age opened up by God.
When the civilized and advanced black people entered Europe, they were shocked by the local poverty and backwardness.
Europeans had no concept of hygiene and were like primitive savages, defecating and urinating in their streets and houses.
The stench enveloped the entire city.
The serfs were so skinny and emaciated that they looked like the walking dead.
Lords, nobles and clergy have absolute authority.
They enslaved the peasants wantonly, ignored their human rights, and would send them to the gallows if they were not careful.
These horrific acts are simply unbelievable in the eyes of those black people because Africa attaches great importance to the concept of human rights.
It is said that a great chief wanted to build a new palace, but he chose to build the palace next to the house of a poor man.
The house was still dilapidated and leaky everywhere.
But the man still protested, believing that the built palace blocked the sunlight and was not conducive to his life, so he sued the chief to the Council of Elders.
Finally, the chief gave in, compensated the man, and apologized to him.
Such a thing would have been impossible in Europe during the Dark Ages.
"We have to bring civilization to this dark world." said a great chief who led his troops to capture the Spanish king.
In Britain, they took photos sitting on the throne of the British king who had fled in disgrace.
They took control of Moscow, became masters of Paris, and lords of Berlin.
With the advent of the Age of Discovery, black people expanded to the archipelago, South America, North America and other places, enslaving the local indigenous people.
After the locals were wiped out by the plague, they captured a large number of white slaves to work in mines and open plantations.
This is the infamous white slave trade in parallel universe 043.
The productivity of European society at that time was low, and the limited knowledge was controlled by the clergy and the royal family. There were many illiterate petty nobles and lords.
In such a situation, the only way they could earn a decent living was by selling slaves.
When the blacks planned to give up the white slave trade, one noble explained: "It is absolutely impossible for us to give up the slave trade. My people do not know any other trade. The slave trade is a means for us to gain glory and wealth."
The white slave trade enabled many large black tribes to increase their productivity, accelerated the primitive accumulation of capitalism in Africa, and promoted economic prosperity in Africa.
After defeating the ancient Eastern empire, many large tribes in Africa gained a voice in the world.
Black people are regarded as the most noble race.
In that world, people consider black skin, thick lips and round faces to be beautiful.
Europeans with abundant body hair, overly three-dimensional facial features and pale complexions were considered ugly, unevolved barbarians, and suffered discrimination.
It was once called the White Dog.
Because of various discriminations, white people have launched many "White Lives Matter" movements, trying to fight for equal rights for themselves.
Many of the heroes in parallel universe 043 are also basically black.
Even Wonder Woman's origin is different from other parallel universes.
She was the daughter of Mavuli, the father of the gods, and the Queen of the Amazons.
It's not just parallel universe No. 043. In fact, most parallel universes have their own differences.
In many cases, those superheroes only have the same name and abilities.
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After being hit by a beam of light that accelerated the flow of time, Flash No. 043 crashed into the wall with a bang.
He was so old that he couldn't see clearly in front of him. His eyes were cloudy and his brain wasn't working well.
When you're running at high speed, you simply can't keep your mind as sharp as when you were younger.
He vividly interpreted the two major laws proposed by Newton.
Force equals mass times velocity.
The force and reaction force are equal in magnitude and opposite in direction.
With a loud bang, the old Flash, moving at high speed, pushed himself against the bulkhead, even causing a dent in the solid bulkhead.
Bright red blood flowed from the thing with a rusty lightning mark stuck to the wall.
The sword of godslayer that Wonder Woman received from Mawu-Li, the father of gods, and gave to him to use also fell to the ground with a clang.
The long passage of time has turned the sword into rust.
It broke into several pieces when it fell to the ground.
Another member of the Speed Force family followed suit and was killed along with The Flash.
The lethality of time beams to superheroes is terrifying.
It can make them age in a very short period of time, and finally be killed by the Empire's concentrated fire.
The continuous tragic deaths of heroes at the hands of the Empire's defenders made Superman No. 043 more and more angry. The veins on his dark face were clearly visible, and he looked hideous and terrifying.
The eyes of Sleeper No. 045 also revealed hatred and anger.
They led assault teams composed of many heroes and slammed hard into the shield wall and firepower of the Imperial soldiers.
Fury and murderous intent enveloped these superheroes who fought for freedom and justice.
All they desire at this moment is killing and revenge.
The imperial soldiers fought back from cover.
The battle between the two sides has become a bloody battlefield.
The weapons of the Empire are extremely deadly.
Even conceptual-level beings have no way to resist those attacks.
The superheroes also had to carefully avoid the attacks of the imperial soldiers and fight back using their abilities and the magical objects they carried.
For this raid, these superheroes not only brought the Mother Box, but also brought the Atomic Axe, the Spear of Destiny, the Mobius Chair and other divine objects with extraordinary powers.
Any of these divine objects were extremely powerful, able to allow the bearer to possess the power to destroy the heavens and the earth and make all things submit.
General Zod No. 043, who also came from the parallel universe No. 043 and reached a reconciliation with Superman No. 043 and is also a survivor of Krypton, also participated in this battle.
The surviving Kryptonian warriors all gathered around this heroic figure, following him to rush to the Imperial front and fight to protect their universe.
General Zuo De No. 043 rushed to the front, and in front of him was a hatch shining with the light of a force field.
A Kryptonian released red laser beams from his eyes, trying to break open the hatch.
I saw that the strange light was stirred up into ripples, but there was no damage at all.
Realizing that he was not strong enough to break the hatch.
The Kryptonian warrior had to give up and retracted the laser light released from his eyes. Unexpectedly, the laser light was reflected directly the next second and pierced through his body.
The Kryptonian's body fell down, steaming.
Several other Kryptonian warriors also tried it and found that the hatch could reflect back 100% of their attacks.
Fortunately, they were more careful and did not repeat the mistake of their companion.
A spear shining with milky white light appeared in the hand of General No. 043 Zuo De.
This spear was made by the ruler of the Creation Star, Father, using fragments of the Wall of Origin and the strongest N metal in the universe. It was blessed by the surviving gods of the fourth dimension who were hunted by the Empire. It has incredible power and can penetrate time and space.
He held the spear and stabbed hard at the hatch that was as thick as a wall.
The power of the gods hidden in the spear formed a fierce confrontation with the force field of the hatch.
A dazzling light burst out, blinding the powerful Kryptonian warrior.
Everything in front of their eyes was white and they could not see anything.
By the time the light disappeared, the hatch had collapsed into a pile of molten slag emitting hot water.
Many Kryptonian warriors rushed in.
Although the Imperial soldiers were on high alert, they still launched the attack.
The first Imperial soldier was impaled by the spear in his hand.
The protective shield was shattered by the sharp divine spear.
The exoskeleton armor burst into sparks and the foul smell of circuit overload.
The automatic artillery fixed on the corridor sensed the enemy invasion, and the muzzle gathered strong light like the sun, continuously bombarding the superheroes who tried to rush in.
After the sacrifice of three superheroes, a superhero using a bow and arrow used a reforged magical bow and arrow to shoot the automatic cannon.
The automatic cannon exploded, and the terrifying shock wave blew away all the surrounding imperial soldiers.
The surviving heroes rushed forward and hacked down those Imperial soldiers who dared to stand up to them.
In the end, the imperial soldiers could only retreat with their wounded.
Along the long corridor, the two sides kept repeating this scene.
The superheroes led by Sandman paid a heavy price and defeated the defenders along the way.
Those imperial soldiers who failed to escape were brutally killed by superheroes.
The long war and the sacrifice of their companions made it impossible for them to pretend to be kind.
With great power, one should enjoy people's cheers.
But because of the arrival of the empire, they became a pariah.
The empire is so powerful that it far exceeds any previous enemy, making these superheroes feel the despair brought by killing on the battlefield.
They are not as resilient as they once were.
Individuals are insignificant and powerless in war.
Such insignificance is precisely what heroes cannot accept.
"These things are disgusting." Superman No. 043 beat a human being who was fixed on a spider-shaped automatic cannon with four mechanical prosthetic limbs into a pulp.
His tone was filled with disgust for Imperial technology.
Those invaders merged life and machinery, which was a violation of human rights.
The humans fixed on the war machine are all those who dared to resist the empire.
When the Empire captures those who dare to resist them, they will format their brains and program them like computers, making them the computing core of war machines.
The reason why Superman No. 043 hates the Empire so much is that the Empire turned his Louis and his parents into war machine slaves.
The reason is that they are shielding themselves from illegal actions against the empire.
When Superman No. 043 saw the war machines made by his family appear on the battlefield, he collapsed internally.
The once beautiful Louise was nailed to the machine like the suffering Jesus.
She screamed as the war machine advanced.
He had never imagined that the Empire's methods could be so cruel.
Use those deemed guilty as organic contemplators.
Such behavior is absolutely a terrorist act comparable to terrorism.
He would never forgive those damn invaders.
Will use all his life's energy and time to resist the invasion of the empire.
As the human died, the spider machine also fell down trembling, and the cannons installed on both sides exploded due to the accumulated energy.
Such killings cannot alleviate Superman No. 043's inner desire for revenge.
Only by completely killing the emperor who launched the war of aggression can the revenge be completed.
Superman No. 043 is so determined for revenge.
Never give up because of anything.
However, the changes in the destiny of the universe are strange and unpredictable, and full of irony.
Even those who claim to be omniscient and omnipotent cannot observe every direction of fate.
The fate of Superman No. 043 was decided at the end of the next corridor.
A grenade exploded next to him.
A space-time force field mixed with black lightning covered an area of dozens of meters, including Superman.
Superman No. 043 screamed.
The shiny black steel body shattered into pieces, and the terrifying light caused his body to shatter from the subatomic level.
His hatred and desire all turned to ashes along with him.
No one will care how much hatred and resentment he carries.
Even his companions didn't care. At most, they looked at him with sad eyes for a few times and then continued to fight firmly.
Wait until the entire resistance organization is destroyed.
No one would care how much hatred a Superman from the parallel universe 043 has or what kind of past he has.
No one cares about the dead.
The universe is like this.
Cold and unfeeling.
The superheroes defeated the imperial soldiers who tried to stop them and advanced amid the explosions.
They united as one and moved towards their goal.
Manhattan from the parallel universe No. 066 always keeps a lock on the target to ensure that they will not miss the target.
The reason why he was able to capture the opponent's target was because he had merged the Möbius chair of the parallel universe to which he belonged.
It was a chair that possessed great power.
Owned by Milonte of the New God clan.
Milont is a new god with a mysterious origin. He does not belong to the Planet of Creation or the Planet of Apocalypse.
He only longed for the pursuit of knowledge.
The Mobius chair allows the person sitting on it to know everything that happened in the past.
It can give the owner profound knowledge.
Manhattan 066 killed the Millont of his universe, seized the Mobius Chair, and strengthened his control over the past and knowledge.
The Mobius Chair can spy on some unimportant imperial information.
It’s a pity that there is no way to get more important information.
The empire's technology is terrifying.
They seem to have some means of preventing others from observing their fate lines.
Whether it was Destiny, the boss of the Endless Family, or Manhattan who could travel through the universe at will, or the gods who controlled fate and time, when they used their special abilities to try to observe or make predictions about the Empire, they could not see the Empire, as if the Empire did not exist to them.
The empire burned all the threads of its own destiny.
Unable to predict the fate of the empire, many superheroes and gods had to settle for second best and set their sights on the imperial commanders.
However, the higher the level of the commander, the more difficult it is to observe his future.
Among the many heroes present, only Manhattan No. 066 could see the presence of the enemy's supreme commander.
With the power of his own connection and the power of the Mobius Chair, he locked onto the Imperial commander whose fate was closely tied to the fate of many heroes.
After paying a heavy sacrifice, they came to a hall.
The hall was extremely magnificent, with a marble staircase leading down from the golden door at the bow, with exquisite waterfalls carved on it.
Banners with different emblems carved on them were hung on the walls.
The roof is inlaid with many small skylights, through which you can see the bright stars in the sky.
The ceilings are painted with various frescoes.
Humans fight against various aliens and win by stepping on each other's corpses.
Such barbarity, considering killing as honor.
A total *** act.
In the center of the hall is a holographic pit that is thirty meters high and has edges made of smooth metal.
Blue light filled the space inside, and ripples appeared from the tactical projections in the pit.
A large number of screens and data windows are suspended nearby, with massive amounts of data leaping around.
Manhattan No. 066 turned his eyes away and felt a slight pain in his head.
Those data are not that simple. The empire has full control over time and space, and analyzes multiple dimensions.
Untrained and unenhanced three-dimensional creatures have no way of receiving multi-dimensional information with infinite details.
"Don't look at it." Manhattan No. 066 whispered, "That information is harmful to us."
Doctor Fate's eyes were bleeding.
The information alone took its toll on him.
On the contrary, those illiterate heroes who don't understand multiple dimensions seem to have no problems.
Their lack of knowledge of the truth actually became an advantage.
The machines installed around the hall roared.
The strange head soaked in yellow liquid showed a painful expression while processing the data.
The hall was empty.
There was only an elderly man sitting on a throne made of silver-white metal.
The throne floated in the air, allowing it to overlook the huge holographic projection from a high vantage point, like a god overlooking his kingdom.
"It's nice to meet you all." Hawke looked at the heroes pouring in and said with a slightly tired and sarcastic tone, "You have won again and captured your target."
"In that case, order your men to lay down their weapons immediately and surrender to us unconditionally." A superhero stepped forward and said, "You will be punished by justice."
Hawke, sitting on the throne, showed a hint of mockery.
"Surrender to you? If you win this battle, you can win the whole war?"
Many superheroes spoke up.
"Of course you should surrender to us. The invasion war launched by the evil empire is doomed to fail. Are you still stubborn and stubborn?"
"Surrender, or we will kill you."
"Take out his soul and send him to hell to be tortured."
"Don't you understand the situation?" The leader of the resistance organization, Sandman, stepped forward and said.
Hawke stretched out his old hand and tapped the air.
A huge screen appeared in front of many superheroes.
The war on the Creation Star is being played on it.
Countless imperial troops have broken through the defenses jointly created by Skyfather, Darkmond and the Endless Family and landed on the surface of Genesis Star.
Those huge steel monsters as big as mountains released beams of light towards the ground that were powerful enough to destroy everything, turning the city into charcoal and ruins.
The fighter plane transformed into a Titan and landed on the edge of the city wall. It ignored the attacks launched by the defenders and used its huge power iron fist to tear off the protective wall.
The powerful decomposition force field that was enough to shatter a starship made an explosion sound, mixed with the various sounds on the battlefield, becoming particularly harsh.
Countless knight mechas can activate the spears in their mechanical palms and launch attacks on the enemy.
Countless imperial soldiers, holding high their flags, advanced amid the deafening sound of artillery fire.
Destruction befell the Creation Star.
Many heroes watched in horror as the overwhelming artillery fire fell on the huge city that had been turned into a fortress, blowing away the huge rocks that contained mysterious power.
Those superheroes who stayed behind on the Genesis Star died amid wailing and screaming, and were crushed by the collapsed rubble, turning into unrecognizable meat paste.
"No, make them stop." A Lantern from the parallel universe No. 056 roared and flew over, but was cut into pieces by the flashing light beam in the next second. The pieces fell to the ground with a clatter, and bright red blood flowed from the pieces, soon dyeing a large area of the floor red.
"Control him," the Sandman yelled. "Make him give the order to stop."
Hawke shook his head as he looked at the pain and despair on the faces of these enemies of the Empire.
They are as naive as children in the field of war.
But this is exactly what the creators behind the scenes wanted.
Sentimental and passionate.
The thoughts of these superheroes are as colorful as lamps coated with colored films.
The nutrients they provide are far richer and more delicious than those provided by ordinary people.
It makes sense to execute those humans who are unwilling to obey the Empire and trust the Holy Emperor. At least it can prevent these fools from continuing to strengthen those unspeakable things.
Prevent these guys from becoming obstacles and cancer to human society's progress towards transcendence.
After several heroes sacrificed themselves, the Sandman walked over to Hawke and lifted the old man up.
"Stop, or I will torture and kill you with endless nightmares."
Hawke smiled.
"The reality I have witnessed is a thousand times, ten thousand times more terrible than the nightmares you can imagine."
"You murderer." The Sandman roared angrily, "How can you still laugh after killing so many innocent people?"
"We have tried to tell you the truth, hoping that you will come to your senses. It was you who chose to resist, and it was you who put humanity in danger first, yet now you pretend to be so innocent."
"What you brought was dictatorship and despotism, a brutal invasion and killing."
"We have brought technology and development, allowing unemployed people to get jobs that support themselves and free them from confusion and pain. Our laws constrain every group, drawing boundaries for the strong and freedom for the weak."
"The freedom and justice you talk about are meaningless. You regard human society as your own playground, and use your abilities to enjoy the happiness of players unscrupulously."
"You claim to be just, but there is no law to restrict you superpowers. Those who died tragically because of your struggle have no compensation or condolences. You claim to be free, but you sit back and watch women sell themselves for money and make men slaves for money. And you can calmly think that this is their choice."
"I have searched through human history books and cannot find any law or proposal you have promoted to protect the weak."
Hawke's tone was calm. He came from the lower class, so he naturally knew what the lower class needed more.
"What you care about is never the justice of ordinary people, but whether you can continue to be the justice of gods and heroes who are above all other people."
"You ignored the words of ordinary people and used your power to punish them, calling it justice. Your reckless behavior, intended to be above ordinary people, is no different from those dictatorial tyrants who use their power to do whatever they want."
The empire has a complete system of thinking.
Throughout history, even among many universes, the establishment of an empire is absolutely the most legitimate.
When humanity was fragmented and suffering from the aliens and the Long Night, the Emperor eliminated many aliens such as the greenskins, the Randan, and the Krafo, and finally established the human empire.
No one is more righteous than the emperor.
How could Hawke, a legendary commander of the Empire, fail in a debate
He was born a worker and started as a soldier at the bottom of the society, and gradually became an imperial marshal who could be trusted and relied upon by the Holy Emperor.
If my eloquence was not so good, I would not have reached my current position.
"I'm going to kill you." The sleep demon roared and shook the other man, "Tell them to stop."
Hawke looked mocking and exhausted from beginning to end.
"All enemies of the Empire on the Genesis Planet have been declared excommunicated traitors. Even if they survive, they will be made into machine slaves and serve the Empire forever. As for you, you will stay here too."
"Do you know why I didn't leave? You are very fast runners. If I don't catch you all in one fell swoop, I'm afraid you will continue to run."
Hawke's words were soft and weak, but they made the Sleeping Demon look terrified.
The hatch they had destroyed seemed to have become as good as new again without them noticing.
"Take him away. I don't believe those guys dare to ignore his life and death." As the leader of many rebels from parallel universes, Sandman made a decision immediately.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
The mother box that burst out with light did not open the sonic boom channel.
Just like an online game without an internet connection, it can’t serve them.
Zuo De from parallel universe 043 was the first to be defeated.
With an unbearable and weird explosion, his face was pierced by some kind of energy weapon.
This Kryptonian general, who once dreamed of ruling the universe but was moved by the love of Superman No. 043 and became a guardian, fell just like that.
He didn't even see clearly the person who killed him.
Then the second one, and the third one.
Something invisible is slaughtering the enemies that enter the strategic hall.
The Sandman grabbed Hawke and injected his deadly nightmare power into his soul. If anything happened to him, the other party would die immediately.
He used his special abilities to try to search for the affected targets, but showed a look of despair.
Nothing at all.
The opponent is not only physically invisible, but also mentally and spiritually invisible.
In other words, the enemy does not exist at all.
However, the heroes who were slaughtered showed clearly that someone was slaughtering them.
Physics and mysticism no longer exist!
"It's a quantum state." Manhattan No. 066, who had pure white eyes and a hydrogen atom symbol engraved on his forehead, shouted, "They are only in a state that can be observed by us at the moment they attack us."
Manhattan, who gained abilities due to the quantum conversion experiment, was the first to realize the enemy's weirdness.
How could such means exist!
Even the Creator cannot achieve this!
However, before he could figure out how the Empire had managed to put the warriors into a quantum state and launch an attack on them.
A dagger emitting blue light pierced through his head from the front, and the tip of the dagger pierced the hydrogen atom symbol carved on his forehead.
The opponent stabbed the symbol right at the center, just like he was stabbing a target.
Manhattan in parallel universe 066 died just like that.
He had no chance to display his power that could change the past and the future before he was slaughtered like a stray dog.
"Tell them to stop." The Sandman howled desperately, "Hurry up."
"This trap was set specifically for you," Hawke said. "When I realized that the strategic plan had gone awry, I took advantage of the situation, just to get rid of you once and for all. In that way, the empire will gain a stable territory equivalent to a galaxy, which will lay the foundation for the empire."
The parallel universes are separated by the Wall of Origin. They seem boundless, but in fact they are very small.
The desperate Sleeper grabbed Hawke's throat, trying to force him to stop.
However, the other party kept laughing.
The more he collapsed, the greater the force in his hands.
It was not until the crisp sound of bones breaking was heard that the Sleepy Demon realized that he had crushed the opponent's larynx alive.
Those invisible and unobservable warriors killed the last superhero of Sandman and released the quantum state.
Only then did the Sleepy Man see their appearance clearly.
They all wore silver armor and sleek silver helmets, and their faces could not be seen.
He has a tall and slender body and holds a dagger in his hand.
The Sleeping Demon could feel the coldness coming from beneath those suits of armor.
Like steel forged under strong pressure, not a trace of emotion is revealed.
The soldiers approached slowly.
The sleep demon staggered back step by step, and finally tripped over the dead body.
He killed a legendary commander of the Empire.
Such behavior is unpardonable and unforgivable.
Even Hawke wanted to use his broken body to exchange for a perfect victory for the empire from the beginning.
The Sandman wanted to say something.
But he hasn't spoken yet.
One warrior thrust a dagger covered in arcane runes into him.
The sleep demon's eyes became blurry and he finally fell into darkness.
"Seal the commander-in-chief's body and bring him back to Terra." A warrior whispered, "He will be buried in the sacred cemetery and sleep until the day he wakes up."
"What about this guy?" Another warrior kicked the unconscious Sleeper.
"Send it to the Sage's laboratory. Research on the Endless Family is still ongoing. The Sages need more samples."
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The creation star of main universe No. 02 and parallel universe No. 077.
The flames of war enveloped the entire city.
Horrible radioactive dust, deadly enough to kill any mortal, floats in the air.
The rumbling artillery fire charred the entire ruins.
Those artillery fires were so terrifying that they could wipe out the past and future of a thing.
Delete the data completely.
Even the reflection in the highest sky will be completely erased.
It won't leave any trace.
Constantine, wearing a full set of protective clothing, led his team forward through the ruins.
Every Constantine in each parallel universe is different.
Some who resisted the empire have been killed.
Some are unknown and fail to become an outstanding Constantine.
Those Constantines who did not rebel against the Empire and performed well successfully joined the Constantine team.
Constantine, who had been to the Empire, called himself Constantine.
Constantine, who followed him, divided them according to their body shape, personality, physical features, and the parallel universes from which they came.
Now the team includes old Constance, little Constance, fat Constance, thin Constance, irritable Constance, taciturn Constance, scarred Constance, and violent Constance.
The mission of Constantine's team is to capture those guys from the Endless Family.
Sandman entered the Imperial warship.
No need to think about this anymore.
A fool who walked into a trap.
These guys are the embodiment of concepts.
The Empire tried to dig out something useful from them and strengthen research in the field of rules.
Those sages declared that if they could gain enlightenment from these conceptualizations, the Empire would have the technology to create actual gods.
They will also become the Holy Emperor's most trusted right-hand men.
Constantine knew nothing about the competition between the sages. He only knew that hunting the Endless Family was a troublesome task.
If those guys' promises hadn't been attractive enough, Constantine would have preferred to join the front-line troops.
Most of the psykers and Librarians followed Titus to fight against the Overwatch Legion.
Constantine, the local wizard, became one of the few who could capture the Endless Family.
"This distance is about right." Constantine said, "Draw a magic circle, summon those guys, and then lock them up."
Members of the Endless family wield unimaginable power.
It is difficult to eliminate and harm them by physical means.
However, they are not invincible.
Mages can imprison them using runes and spells.
Sandmen from multiple parallel universes have been summoned and imprisoned by the Master.
"Let's summon Death first. That girl has a great body." Old Constantine fiddled with his snow-white hair and smiled excitedly.
"Be serious, we are doing business." Constantine said, "That guy is the strongest, save him for last."
"I heard that he escaped to parallel universe 045 and died, and he remained like this after living for tens of thousands of years." Old Constantine took out a photo.
The photo shows a girl who looks childish, pure and lovely, with long smooth hair, wearing a black Gothic long skirt and a slender waist.
The surging waves on her chest make people worry whether such a thin waist can support such majesty. Her bare, flawless white feet look so lovely that you can't take your eyes off her.
The members of the Endless Family are all embodiments of concepts.
But they are not immortal.
If they are targeted and killed by a powerful being, they will also die.
In the realm they belong to, a new Endless family member will be born with all the memories of the former.
"Vulgar." Constantine said with disdain, "Am I the kind of person who is easily shaken? You are insulting my noble character. Let's summon death first. The more difficult it is, the more we must face it head-on."
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Andromeda Galaxy.
Planet Velo.
This is also Wesker's hometown.
With the Empire's offensive, Wesker returned to join the army.
The difference is that he set out as a defender of the Alliance, but returned as an imperial auxiliary soldier.
As soon as we landed, a group of local company executives came to greet us fawningly.
There are both humans and dwarves among the executives.
They all had smiles on their faces, and seemed very happy about the arrival of these imperial auxiliary troops.
The official agencies of many planets in the Alliance are headed by executives from large enterprises or corporations.
Of course, there are some purely official people, but their influence is generally not as great as that of senior executives.
"Welcome back home, everyone who has worked so hard. We have been waiting for you to come back like crazy."
"With your arrival, life will be better. Down with those damned Union lackeys, down with the oppression of big companies and enterprises. Freedom belongs to the people."
Executives used flattering words to try to make a good impression and avoid being purged.
But at this moment, a discordant voice was heard.
"You are traitors. You betrayed your homeland and became the lackeys of the invaders. You are shameless." A student who looked only 17 or 18 years old pointed at Wesker and cursed: "You will always be spurned and nailed to the pillar of shame in history."
"traitor."
"traitor."
"traitor."
The student's companions also shouted.
The executives who were originally smiling turned pale and wished they could just pull out their guns and shoot these guys.
PS: All viewpoints in this book are considered from the perspectives of characters from different camps and different environments.