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It was as if they were trapped in a cycle of terror, a nightmare from which they could not escape.

In this nightmare, there are no monsters, nor anything that can kill them. There are only environments that constantly shape fear, and humanity that is defeated by the environment.

They create fear within fear, and finally fall into their own fear!

When the almost endless time flows, when there is only one light left in the entire space hulk, when only Hawkeye is left among all the survivors.

He just stood under the last light, slowly raised the arrow, and pierced his heart.

He didn't meet any enemies, but he killed himself.

The great hero was completely defeated by his own fear.

He can only prove one thing, he is a weakling who cannot adapt to this environment and is destined to be eliminated.

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What kind of existence is the insect swarm?

Thanos has conducted very in-depth research on this. He has captured the entities of the swarm, he has dissected these monsters, and he has observed everything about them.

It seems that on the surface, the insect swarm is not an incredible race.

Their bodies and their physical existence do not seem so incredibly powerful, and even Thanos believes that they are not as good as the Vanguard Guards he made.

Why can such a race become the nightmare of the universe?

Thanos couldn't figure out the answer to this question, but when Odin took him to a place, he understood.

Odin took Thanos to the deepest seabed of Jotunheim. In the deepest part of the endless ice sea, there was a closed insect swarm's nest.

There, Thanos realized the answer to his question.

The terror of the insect swarm, the terror of the insect swarm, the essence of the insect swarm...

First of all, one thing you need to understand is that although the insect swarm is called the insect swarm, their dark and terrifying nature is not reflected in this name.

Perhaps the first race to recognize the insect swarm will think of the countless numbers, the speed of reproduction that cannot be killed, and the terrifying ability to evolve.

Yes, the swarm does have such elements.

But that was never the point.

This is a misunderstanding, this is a conspiracy, this is a plan built from the ground up, with 'foresight' and 'conspiracy'.

Anyone who fell for the trap of the name offered tribute to the two gods of the swarm, believing that this was what the swarm was, that this was the nature of the swarm.

This mistake is undoubtedly fatal.

The insect swarm...the material entity that bears this name is actually the most insignificant thing about this race. For Yuan An, the carrier of the physical universe is meaningless.

It is just a projection, just a body, just a container that carries endless essence.

The insect swarm is such a container. No matter how strong and gorgeous the outer shell is, it is meaningless, but the essential darkness inside is its root cause.

The darkness represented by the insect swarm and the abyss it carries have only one meaning.

The law of the evil sword - survival of the fittest.

For people who only have a superficial understanding of the insect swarm, they will simply recognize the survival rules followed by the insect swarm as their survival philosophy, and as a kind of crude social Darwinism.

However, this is not the case. There has always been a world of difference between the two parties.

The law of the insect swarm is not about adaptability. They, who carry the darkness, serve as the testers!

They are not the environment being tested, they are the environment itself - this is their essence, an environment that can incarnately test the value of a species' existence!

Perhaps this statement is a bit abstract and difficult to understand, so if you put it simply.

The power of the insect swarm comes after they open an upper-dimensional world that can reveal the dark matter of the source of infection, and after their abilities act on and interact with matter.

They will instinctively change towards the things that their enemies - or their examinees fear, are least good at, and are least able to deal with.

This is not evolution, but pure change. What the insect swarm has transformed into is not a simple genetic evolution of the body, but after the dispersion and combination of its essence, it is very likely to be reorganized into another kind of substance.

For example, if you kill 10,000 insect swarm warriors, then the next moment they are 'resurrected' again, what you will face will not be a simple 10,000 insect swarm warriors.

The conceptual existence of these entities will be judged as unqualified lives by the evil sword law after being killed, so they will change and become the things that the person being assessed is most unable to deal with.

It could be a fantasy, an element, a word, a reality.

You can pass the test, and when you do, the swarm just becomes something else that you can't handle. This assessment is infinite and can only be terminated if both the examinee and the examiner are completely eliminated.

If you want to eliminate the swarm of insects, you can only go deep into the upper-dimensional world where they corrode matter. But the closer you get to the gap between darkness and reality, the more complicated the test will be shaped by the overflowing darkness.

Such was the nature of the swarm, it was foolish to infer that they were limited to their appearance and physical strength.

In the face of the truth of the natural universe, artillery fire and explosives cannot change anything.

298.The gardener and the winnower

A long time ago, before this world was created, there was a huge garden outside the world.

In that garden, there is a gardener and a winnower. They have been building branches and grafting flowers in the garden, hoping to cultivate the most beautiful and gorgeous flower.

For them, every cultivation and grafting is a game worth savoring, an experiment, and a consideration for reference.

Gardeners and winnowers each perform their duties. They observe, think, and feel the outcome of each cultivation.

But every time the ending of the game of life seems to be destined, it will win in a unique way. In this garden, the flower that survives to the end will always be the one.

That is a special flower, and it will eventually thrive in a mutated form that is born after grafting and cultivating multiple flowers.

Sometimes it is steel, sometimes it is gold, sometimes it is flesh and blood, and sometimes it is nothingness.

But regardless of their form, these flowers once and even until they wither will call themselves the same word.

Gradually, the gardener becomes extremely bored with the same results, but the winnower is very satisfied with this pattern, which often swallows other flowers in order to survive, so that only this kind of flower is left in the garden. .

Their desire to expand and their desire to survive are so incredible that sometimes a flower that is just an ordinary flower among countless flowers can become a virus that sweeps the entire garden.

The Yanggu people believe that this model is reasonable. The existence of a species should include the devouring and evolution of other species. Only by adapting to continuous plunder can it become the final species. Adaptation, the ultimate direction of all species should be towards this model.

But gardeners believe that their existence is the result of swallowing up all possibilities. They let some new things end when they begin to bloom, and let countless possibilities be annihilated under the expansion again and again, just because of their adaptability, just because Their desires are almost crazy.

This is not what the gardener imagined the game should be. They make the game lose its diversity and make the gardener feel extremely bored with the repeated results.

Even the great gardener cannot understand the principle and essence of this matter.

He just knew that as long as the flowers in the garden were allowed to grow and compete freely, this one would be the last flower left.

So the gardener, who was extremely bored, added a new rule of the game.

The gardener wants to make sure that something new is always created to avoid a single and boring ending. He wants to see different endings.

So the gardener broke the rules and chose to go into the garden himself to prune flowers and constantly create new flowers.

The Yanggu people think that the gardener has broken the rules, and he must uphold his own rules. He must ensure that the game will not change because of their interference!

Therefore, the Yanggu people also chose to join this game.

The gardener uses himself as a model, and his essence creates or even transforms into a group of new things to constantly modify the reality of the garden.

They call themselves the Celestials.

The Yanggu man also joined the game. He did not separate himself, but interfered with everything outside the garden with his own posture, a posture that could not enter the garden.

The two sides started fighting, and a violent explosion occurred in the garden during the fight. The original garden was destroyed, and larger gardens were constantly built.

The winnower always succeeds because he always makes the flowers in the garden purer and stronger.

The gardener always fails because he constantly stops to modify the flowers, making everything more varied and changeable.

The flowers of the winnowing people are always the same. They are just containers, but under the construction of the winnowing people, they become a testing environment for the flowers.

The gardener's flowers are always changing, and the gardener preferentially gives these flowers more gifts, just so that they can surpass the flowers that are always the last ones left in the garden.

The winnowing people are always working tirelessly to destroy these flowers, or give them a test equivalent to the gifts given by the gardener.

Of course, some flowers influenced by winnowing people have also survived. For example, there is a flower that both the winnower and the gardener have interfered with. They realize the nature of the garden and begin to hate the gardener and the winnower.

They killed the gardener's messengers and the winnowers' tentacles that interfered with the garden.

But it doesn't matter. The two who transcend cause and effect will always return. The so-called incredible killings and the so-called great deeds of killing gods are just the content of a test.

And what about the first flower in the garden?

He once again entered the new garden, just like every time he entered the garden, so weak and inconspicuous.

The gardener cannot recognize the flowers that are always the same. His posture is different every time, and he is hidden among countless identical or similar flowers every time.

But he will always be the flower that lives to the end.

Oh, by the way, the name of this flower will always change, but the only thing that remains unchanged is that he calls himself himself every time, or at least he always has the same self-title.

Human

Arrogance narrates this story in a soft and magnetic voice.

Thanos was silent for a moment, he looked at Arrogance and said in a low voice

"You mean, the gardener is the deity, the abyss is the winnower, the universe is the garden, and human beings... are the ultimate winners?"

"Maybe you can't see it, but humans are special. Maybe they look ignorant and weak, and are not worth mentioning among countless races, but they are indeed special."

"I don't see anything special about them." Thanos said lightly.

Arrogant smile and say nothing, human? In the Marvel world, human beings are indeed extremely special beings.

Even if we put aside the constant modifications and subversions of the agreement in countless comic publications, humans are almost a sample of all powerful races in the universe.

The Celestials developed the Eternals and Abnormals on Earth, and they brought this experiment and experimental products to countless planets in the universe.

That's why the Skrulls regard the earth as a holy place, because their gods were also born from the earth.

Human beings are the initial experimental samples of the Eternals, and their existence is also a sample of the postures of the gods.

Did humans imitate gods, or did gods imitate humans?

No one knows, but humans are special, no doubt about it.

Arrogance gently shook his finger and said leisurely

"And the gardener is not a group of gods, but a more noble existence... You don't need to take it to heart, this is just one of countless creation stories."

The birth of a universe will always have countless different stories, and among the stories, there will always be different gods opening up the universe.

But in the end, only one will remain in the history of Genesis.

Whether it's false or true, it doesn't matter.

Because both can always be changed, at the end of time and the beginning of the past, cycles and changes will cause endless changes in the origin.

Just like the story told by Arrogance, it does not come from rigorous history books, nor does it come from oral myths. It is not even a rumor.

He is just a mythical story that suddenly appeared in Arrogant's mind, or was conceived.

But who can guarantee that it must be false or not true?

The truth that mortals firmly believe comes from matter, from eyes, from reality, and from the combination of the information they capture and their cognition.

Essentially, all the truths that mortals know are only what others tell them.

So why question the truth produced by your own mind? Could it be that the vibrations transmitted from your ear nerves to your brain are noble to the thoughts generated by your brain's self-recognition?

Reality...what is reality? For Mu Feng, material reality is no longer the only thing.

When your senses are no longer limited to simple material cognition, when you recognize thinking, when you see through time and space, when you understand nothingness, when you understand everything.

Reality and illusion are things that no longer matter. What is false can become true at any time, and what is true can become false at any time.

Moreover, this is the Marvel world, and the creation myth here is always changing.

Countless universes have countless histories of creation, and countless beginnings. Even though they contain extremely absurd realities, they are still real.

"If your story is true, then... does everything we do, whether it is resistance or fighting, have any meaning? Doesn't everything we do just conform to the winnowing people's understanding of the universe?"

Thanos was silent for a moment and asked in a low voice

"You have to ask yourself, what's the point of everything?" Arrogant asked.

"Do you still remember the first time you realized the vastness of the universe? When you knew you were just a speck of dust in the infinite starry sky, didn't you also have this idea?"

Thanos nodded slightly, and there was no longer any confusion in his eyes.

Relative to the world, to the more majestic, countless overlapping and constantly circulating mirrors, everything they do is meaningless.

But even so, they will still play their roles well.