(Yesterday was the last day for the double monthly pass, and I actually missed it! Now ask for the ticket to deceive yourself... Ask for the monthly pass, I will pretend that I still have double today! Also, whoever has the annual work ticket also help to vote, that thing is No cubs, right?)
We have already made a plan of action, which is a slightly deviant and even a little crazy plan: use the cover of the power of the abyss to destroy the entire world before the fallen apostles figure out what happened in this universe, the huge impact of the end of the world and An explosion of confusing information would overwhelm all sensors and radar channels, which would be excellent cover. The torn world will drift randomly across the void in fragments. Because this universe is sandwiched between the empire and the fallen apostles, its fragments may float to the empire zone or to the abyss zone—while the enemy's sensors are clogged with chaotic information, we will guide you when the end comes Fragments of worlds that contained life drifted to the Empire, where they were reassembled.
This is stealing a world right under the nose of the enemy... Well, at least stealing part of the world.
Considering that the pure power of the abyss needs to rely on a series of infection and deterioration to destroy the universe, I ordered several large outposts and void fortresses to station on the world barrier a few days ago. These outposts will crash as if unfortunately infected by the abyss At the interface between the material world and the void, through a series of precisely calculated chain reactions, these accidents will open a gap in the world barrier enough to trigger the "void backflow", and the entire universe will be cleared by the void due to the mathematical system in a short period of time. Zero and stalled, then fell apart.
The whole plan sounds feasible, but many details may go wrong: the enemy's scanning system may be more robust than expected, and some intelligent civilizations may not be properly protected during the process of the world being torn apart. Possibly intercepted by enemies - this last one is especially deadly, as this FireWire universe is quite a "distance" away from the higher-security Imperial zone Information distortion to change their "position" in the void Even if we can guide them from the side, we cannot artificially change their drifting speed. And in this slow drifting process, once the Fallen Apostle has doubts about certain fragments, the probability of the latter being intercepted and destroyed is 100%: there is no way to avoid it.
However, apart from factors that cannot be controlled by humans, we should do our best to do our best in those details that can be controlled: such as transferring all intelligent species in this universe as much as possible to prevent them from drifting into the abyss.
Of course, this universe does not only have civilizations in the Redmoon-Heisenwood binary star system. Ding Dong used her special talent to sense the information of other planets with life, and marked these areas a few days ago. After the world is torn apart, all the fragments will rapidly dissipate in the void, and the world fragments whose mathematical order has been gradually melted will quickly dissolve like ice cubes falling into boiling water. If no one rescues them, those living galaxies in other fragments will be destroyed Total extinction - this of course cannot be ignored. In the final analysis, this is a disaster initiated by us. In line with the purpose of being responsible to the end, we must ensure the safety of these races. And not only do we need to safely transfer those intelligent creatures, but we also have to preserve their entire ecological circle as much as possible: the last one is a strong request from Ding Dong, the little thing is a goddess who loves the world anyway.
Now thankfully there aren't many ecological planets to transfer: this universe is inhospitable.
It may be that it is too close to the abyss area. The basic parameters of this world are not very "friendly". There are very few habitable galaxies in the universe, and even if they are habitable galaxies, most of them are not very stable, and it is difficult to support the creation of an ecological system. The long evolution cycle required by the system. After Ding Dong's comprehensive scan, only twenty ecological planets were determined to be transferred.
Including the Redmoon-Heisenwood twin stars, these twenty planets are distributed in twelve distant galaxies, two of which have developed to the initial stage of space colonization, and all the remaining civilizations They are still in the stage of slash-and-burn cultivation to modern science/magic, and the degree of civilization of the Redmoon-Heisenwood twin stars is still relatively high-the degree of desolation of this universe is evident.
In addition, Ding Dong did not find the "first season civilization" that once walked out of Gemini, nor did they find any traces left by them. It is presumed that the ancient race could not go too far after rushing out of the parent star, and it should have dissipated in the The vastness of space. It's really lamentable. That civilization has already created things like the Gemini Star Teleportation Station, and has the strength to migrate to deep space. If the starry sky of this universe is not so barren, they should go further.
The moment the world is torn apart cannot be concealed from these indigenous residents. In order to ensure that the fragments floating towards the Empire will not attract the attention of the enemy, those fragments containing ecological planets will be very small, and the largest cannot exceed the size of the star system, which means After the cosmic starry sky collapsed, the natives living on the surface of those planets could see the doomsday landscape within ten minutes at the fastest. We don't have time to advertise them or blindfold them (conditions are not allowed), so there will be chaos on those planets... I hope there will be a little less party members who form groups and jump off buildings. Every time the world ends, then Those who help jump off a building, eat rat poison, beat the boss, and confess to their wives are the worst.
Of course if that part of the population survived the end of the world half-dead, things would go from abominable to coke... Am I being a little mean to say that
In order to ensure that the galaxies with life in the process of world tearing are safe and sound, so as not to be "torn apart" along with the entire universe, it is necessary to set up some "safety barriers" in advance. The scientific name of these barriers is "information thin area". They can reduce the efficiency of information exchange between a certain area and the external environment, and when the world barrier collapses and the void pours in, it forms a buffer zone similar to the order field to ensure that the world fragments can be separated in the void. survive longer. This kind of "information thin area" can be seen everywhere in the universe, because the information in the world is not evenly distributed, nor is it a pool of stagnant water. The natural phenomenon of uneven information density and unequal transmission rate (this natural phenomenon is also the reason why a large number of fragments will be produced after the collapse of the universe: because the universe is not "uniform"), since this is a natural phenomenon, we don't worry about it Will be noticed by the fallen apostles. To set up those "thin regions" is just to guide the "information troughs" in the natural distribution of the universe to approach the galaxies with life.
A group of us will split up and set up safety barriers near those galaxies with life in advance. This process is like clearing the flammable materials on the ground to form a firebreak before the prairie fire is about to come. Now, the separated world fragments can rely on the internal information flow to temporarily self-consistent—hopefully, they can persist in drifting to the Empire area through this.
Bingtis and I were the first to complete the preservation of the nearest ecological galaxy, and then returned to the gravitational balance point of the Redmoon-Heisenwood twin stars. Because the masses of the two planets are about the same, their gravitational balance point is exactly in the middle of the two planets. I can’t help but think that if a space station can be built on this balance point, it might become a prosperous landscape station: This is the best place to appreciate the two planets.
Heisenwood is like a crystal clear crystal ball, with a higher proportion of land than the earth and a good ecological environment, it has a beautiful appearance of blue and green, and Redmoon is far away from its brother at the other end of the space Looking at it, the planet is dim and gray. The dense fog covering the entire planet and the desolate surface make it look like a dirty snowball. The two brother planets originally had the same appearance, but now they have become like this. Bingtis couldn't help but sigh beside him: "It's really hard for them to survive. With the level of civilization on these two planets, even if Even the faintest pollution from the abyss should be enough to destroy this place: they have survived for two thousand years."
While looking in the direction of Heisenwood, I chatted with Bingtis in my mind: "As you often lament, mortals are fragile, but they are tenacious because of change... Well, Alaya is already busy. Now, Edwinsa is building momentum to create an atmosphere for the goddess to come. But there are only a few hours, probably just enough for him to send the peacekeeping force to the world."
That crystal ball-like planet is quietly suspended in space, and the people it carries are still ignorant of the coming end of the world. Alaya did not go with Qianqian and the others to set up protection for several other ecological galaxies, because she wanted to help deal with the affairs here as a "goddess". Of course, for the people of Heisenwood, the real goddess is Antill, but the girl has recovered her memory now, and her memory seems to be still at the night when she fell asleep for the last time more than two thousand years ago. Antill will definitely not be able to do anything serious until the blind state is over-and she hasn't learned how to control her wings yet.
The goddess who has saved the world several times will know nothing when she wakes up.
"You seem to be under psychological pressure?" Bingtis suddenly squinted and looked over.
"A little bit" I smiled unnaturally, while answering in my mind, "Leaving aside the people on Gemini, people in other galaxies used to live peacefully. Now we are going to blow up this universe and force them to If you move house, if you make a mistake in the middle, people on the entire planet may be intercepted and killed by the fallen apostles... How can there be no pressure."
"It's good to be under pressure, it means you can always maintain your sense of responsibility and humanity" Bingtis laughed "but don't be held back by an overly acute sense of responsibility. In the big picture and in the long run, destroy the world and let those mortals move It's a good thing: after all, they live in the most dangerous part of the void. In this ghost place, nothing will happen for one year and two years, but who knows how many years this peaceful state can last? A head-on conflict between the Imperial Army and the Fallen Apostles , the entire universe will be completely empty, and by then it will be too late to evacuate civilians. This time, it can be regarded as taking advantage of the trend and solving the hidden dangers these local people have to face at once: although they themselves have not realized it. "
Bingtis may speak a little rough sometimes, but I have to admit that she can speak to my heart.
At this moment, I felt a momentary gravitational disorder nearby, and then Qianqian and the others jumped out of the space door, and Viska excitedly floated over and grabbed my arm: "Brother, brother, let's do it!" It's over!"
Qianqian excitedly pushed out an asteroid with a radius of nearly one kilometer from her portable space: "Ajun, Ajun, I found a very beautiful stone!"
I:"… "
"Then it depends on the means of the concubine."
Bingtis, who has been preparing for several hours in the abyss state, has long been a little impatient, and now she starts to act immediately: all the black runes on her body are activated, and the powerful abyssal power pervades with almost uncontrollable momentum. This abyssal reaction is so pure and huge that it completely submerges the original divine aura of Bingtis—if I hadn’t seen her still greet us with a playful smile, I would almost have thought that I was facing a A pure abyss aggregate.
The abyss reaction on Bingtees is unprecedentedly powerful-this is also the premise of my plan.
Except for this female hooligan, I believe that there will be no second person with her level of abyssal power, even though Bingtis completely sealed her abyssal side, but as the party who fought against her, I know very well If she liberates these powers again, how powerful they will be.
As long as you explain a little bit, you will understand what is going on: Sandora only fought in the gate of the abyss for a few years, and it took the longest time for the fallen apostles to complete their self-transformation from the collapse of the empire to a few hundred years. Tees... She has lived with that abyss gate for tens of millions of years!
Tens of millions of years of assimilation and erosion, coupled with the strong strength of Bingtis itself, this female hooligan has actually integrated more than half of the power of the abyss gate into her [body]—if she walks with her this time If it's Sandora, my plan probably won't work, because Sandora's abyssal power can only be used for personal combat, but it's different with Bingtis, this guy can indeed use his own power Produces the same power as the gate of the abyss, and I'm sure she is the only one who can simulate the gate of the abyss by herself.
The bravery of the female hooligan is unstoppable.
"Come on, grandchildren!" Bingtis gestured a middle finger towards the empty space, as if he was provoking the fallen apostles outside the world from afar, "Look, my old lady has big news for you!"
Then her figure disappeared before everyone's eyes, and a moment later, in the cosmic space thousands of light-years away from here, a "gate to the abyss" suddenly opened.
"Your Majesty, the reaction from the gate of the abyss has been detected, and the alarm level is very high!" The outpost outside the world barrier sent an emergency communication less than a minute after Bingtis teleported away, "Is it the one you planned? ?”
"Yes, let's start work." I simply replied, and then closed all communications: from now until the world is torn apart, everyone must cut off all connections with the outside world, and the intermediate things can only be handed over to the "script" up.
"Let's go back to the surface of the planet first and see how Edwinsa's progress is going." My sister suggested.
We had no objection, and the group of people teleported directly to the North Fortress: It feels so good to touch the ground with both feet, and the atmosphere is indeed much more comfortable than space.
The location of the teleportation is still the camp area outside the fortress. I know that Sonia and Edwinsa should be in the fortress now, but I don't plan to go to find them yet. The surrounding scenery is still the same as when everyone just left here the day before yesterday. It is unbelievable to think about it. So many things have happened in this short period of one or two days, and even now the end of the world is coming—and the servants here The soldiers are still going on with their daily life, ignorant of what is about to happen.
However, it would be wrong to say that there has been no change at all. Looking around the camp, I found that the atmosphere here seemed a little tense. Holy See knights in white shirts outside their armor frequently appeared in sight, and some messengers running around The official was announcing the news that the Pope had suddenly received divine revelation, and this should be Edwinsa's preparation. It is impossible for him to explain the matter clearly to people all over the world in just a few hours, so it is enough to move the goddess out of the place first.
This is the good thing about a theocratic society: if there are things that cannot be explained clearly, just move the gods out in advance...
I looked up at the sky, it was dusk, the orange sun had been blocked by the towering cliffs of the Long Bridge Mountains, and only the orange-red afterglow diffused from the other side of the mountain, maintaining the last light for the sky. This is a very common sunset scene. For now, the whole world is business as usual.
However, the "gate of the abyss" of Bingtis has been opened, and a powerful wind of destruction is brewing a huge storm hundreds of light-years away from here. This storm may have begun to pollute the celestial bodies and cosmological constants there, and it has definitely It has attracted the attention of the fallen apostles. I silently counted the time and compared it with the "script" I had planned. If nothing went wrong, the abyssal force should have begun to erode the world barrier.
In the next ten minutes, the imperial outposts and void fortresses that are close to the world barrier will be hit, and after a pretentious counterattack, they will lose control, crash, and hit the nearest main material world, breaking the world barrier by one The big hole, the void pouring back, the universe disintegrating...
Time passed by every minute and every second, I looked up at the sky, quietly waiting for the earth-shattering scene to appear, waiting for this universe to disintegrate, waiting for this planet and a small piece of space around it to become a piece of data drifting in the void, those The Holy See knights and heralds running around seemed to have also received the instructions. They held up the Bible and the sacred relics in their hands, and loudly ordered everyone to be quiet and wait for the revelation of the gods to come. The originally slightly excited crowd quickly calmed down. Although no one knew what was about to happen, everyone knew that something would happen—the mercenaries walked out of the tents, the heralds jumped off their horses, and the traveling merchants unloaded their horses. With the burden on their shoulders, everyone looked up as if being strangled by the neck, looking at the sky blankly but expectantly.
The sky splits in two. (