Soul of Burning Steel

This is a dark age.

The Milky Way is burning. Thousands of years ago, all the optimistic deductions and speculations of the sages and wise men about the future of civilization were all annulled, prosperity and peace vanished, and everything was only because the peaceful world ushered in uninvited bad visitors-the evil **** of chaos. A few ignorant and sad races, while inducing tragedies, throw their own shadows into this vast world, setting off a tide that is even darker than the shadows.

This is a period of resistance.

The world is shattering. The vast flames of war began to spread among the stars. Faced with the gods of chaos that surpassed despair and death, and their endless family members who devoured souls, the ancient omnivorous clusters awakened from the dust, and countless civilizations chose to rise up to resist. They joined other orders. The races fight side by side to defend the galaxy. Countless people stepped forward, trying to lead the unity of order to overcome the darkness and lead the light of civilization to return to the stars.

This is a fragmented time.

The flames of war are intensifying, and the fighting seems endless. It can be seen that the stars in the galaxy are extinguished one by one like a candle that has been blown out, leaving only the darkness of death, while the planets are plunged into a sea of ​​fire, gnawed into nothingness, the curse of countless intelligent lives The hatred did not keep the evil gods away from defeat, but instead caused them to gradually gather and approach, like evil beasts attracted by blood.

The sorrows of the innocents and the roars of the rebels reverberate and interweave, resounding through the heavens and stars. Thousands of years of wars and confrontations have united the civilizations of order and at the same time made the power of chaos accumulate to an extremely impressive level. Terrible point-the army of the evil **** has occupied all the shadows. They gather, converge, and come from the realm, and all civilizations can only choose to fight head-on.

Because they have nowhere to go.

The age of glory and glory is over, and the age of suffering and despair has begun.

At the other end of the dark vacuum, the dilapidated space station like a Ferris wheel is speeding silently. It can be seen that a large part of this’Ferris wheel’ is missing. According to the broken traces, it is as if some vicious beast will be crippled. One piece was gnawed away. In the damaged space station, there is no life reaction, even the electronic equipment has stopped working long ago, and everything is silent, let alone a response.

On the bright side of the star, twelve void cruisers stayed on the edge of the heliosphere in an array. Their position is the end of the solar wind and the place where the interstellar medium begins to appear. This cruise fleet is facing oncoming. The huge space station in, began to scan with extreme seriousness and seriousness, and launched an unmanned probe to start exploring.

“No chaotic reaction.”

“Inanimate reaction.”

“The function is completely stopped, and there are no extraordinary power equipment such as electric energy, psychic energy, and magic energy in operation.”

“It is estimated that the time of destruction is about 1,700 years ago-it used up all its energy in its last leap, and then drifted in a vacuum like this, wriggling little by little, and came to our side.”

As the unmanned probe gets closer and deeper into the damaged space station, the report becomes more detailed and can be heard, and the relevant detectives in charge exclaimed: “Wait… there are a lot of plants found here. seed!”

“There are also here! Strange, this space station does not seem to be designed for living creatures, only maintenance facilities that are automatically and intelligently maintained and operated…Unfortunately, it is also damaged.”

“Ah! I found a biological genetic factor library here! My goodness, a lot, really a lot! This warehouse…does it store all the biological genes on a planet?!”

As more and more discoveries were made, the cruise fleet, which had gathered all the information, immediately realized that this space station, which looked like a Ferris wheel, was actually the ‘fire’ that carried all the information of the entire civilization.

In other words, a tombstone, a… suicide note.

By supplying energy and restarting part of the space station’s equipment, soon, the cruiser’s detectives never had any encryption, and even actively cooperated with the interpretation of Western Europe to extract the civilization and history to which the space station originally belonged.

It was a race that just broke through the atmosphere and flew into the sky. It’s been less than a hundred years since they first launched a satellite. They even find it extremely difficult to explore their home satellite, the moon. This species can go no matter whether it is the technology of using ordinary materials, the cosmic energy, or the extraordinary power. At the very basic extreme, they should be regarded as the most insignificant and inconspicuous category in the world of stars.

Then, such an ordinary and inconspicuous race encountered an attack from the Chaos family.

The unmanned machine communicated with the database of the damaged space station. The fleet members silently analyzed the record of the other party. The image passed down: They saw that the dark shadows covering the sky and the sun were sweeping thousands of stars. The sun went out one by one, and the planets one after another dissipate. They saw the glorious war and civilized resistance in the universe, and the fleet that represented order was gnawed away by infinite beasts.

This race has been discussing ‘whether there are aliens in this world’ for the past few decades, and now, the most powerful evidence appears directly in front of them, in the most cruel way.

They are scared, they are desperate, and there is no doubt that they want to escape-but how do they run? They really don’t have any skills, and they don’t have any strong people. They don’t have much time to think about the Cthulhu family who may appear in front of them within a few months or a few years.

This huge space station equipped with the most advanced transition engine is the last voice of this civilization to this world.

“Is this the fire of our civilization or the tombstone of our civilization?”

In the space that stores the data of all the world’s species, all the plant seeds, and all the biological gene banks, an engineer who should be building this space station, before the end of the day, asked confusedly: “Does it really make sense for us to do this?” Those monsters are so powerful, the spaceship built by the Federation is simply to die…”

“it’s the same.”

Another engineer replied calmly: “At least we have resisted.”

“At least we chose hope.”

last of the last.

One thousand seven hundred years later.

The dilapidated space station passed through the waiting cruiser fleet, all warships surrounded silently, gently applying psychic positions, slowing it down, and stopping.

“At least we saw you…” A plant race closed his eyes, and he whispered: “You are not alone, we are with you.”

More than five completely different races served in battleships. Among them were plants, cicadas, spiders, apes, and jellyfishes. The Tehran Galaxy is the forefront of order and chaos, and is the closest to the front line. The logistics base, here, has more than one hundred different civilizations and different fleets. Behind them is the bright galaxy of the Galactic Guardian Alliance, and in front of them is the chaotic evil that breeds shadows and darkness.

Now, the dilapidated space station is wafting from the darkness. This is the last fire of a civilization, the last tombstone, a suicide note that knew that he was going to die, but was written calmly.

——Another civilization that was knocked down and destroyed by darkness, extinguished like a burnt torch.

But this does not mean despair.

“No matter how many times I see it, my heart will not be numb.”

The young, cicada-like race stared at the body being slowly relieved by the psychic drag beam. The database and warehouse were classified into the space station on the ship. His expression was extremely complicated, and his tentacles trembled: “On the contrary, it will ignite anger and burn. A desire to resist.”

All races nodded silently.

It is different from being invaded by other civilizations, and different from civil wars between order civilizations. It is even different from being eaten by interstellar beasts wandering among the stars, being eaten by swarms of insects, and being eaten by clusters of plankton in space… Being destroyed by chaos, is Ultimately meaningless.

The former, whether it was resistance failure or success, was it blocking the invasion of the invaders, or the country was ruined and reduced to slavery; or it was forcibly incorporated, turned into a vassal, or the entire race and the planets were eaten alive, These don’t matter, they are all part of the orderly cycle.

Of course, civilization may indeed be destroyed, everything is obliterated, no country, culture, or race can exist, but the loser has not completely disappeared: because everything about the loser will be decomposed and absorbed by the winner and turned into nourishment.

Whether it is nutrition in the literal sense, or some enlightenment in thinking, some sparks, some scattered fragments recorded in history, or dressing style, some influences on clothing design. The loser will always be swallowed into the abdomen by the winner, with no bone left.

Then, the winner will move forward, and the food in the abdomen will provide energy. There will always be someone moving forward with everything that the loser has lost.

——Our civilization has failed and became the food of other civilizations. This incident is indeed unbearable to clenched fists, but in the final analysis, this is still part of the cycle of order, just like the liger on the grassland in the age of ancient planets. The ecological cycle of hunting antelopes.

Culture will be absorbed, technology will enlighten others, even the seemingly useless body is still useful in the final analysis-even if it becomes fertilizer or dung.

There is no need to be unhappy, just like someone who has not eaten other creatures, has never seen the body after death being decomposed and eaten by bacteria and other small creatures, even the rice seedlings need fertilizer to be watered, everyone is destined to each other. , There is nothing unacceptable.

But chaos is different.

The result of civilization destroyed by evil gods is meaningless.

No one benefits from it, no one gains anything from it, victory is meaningless, and destruction is meaningless. If we say that the war with its civilization is a battle for survival between the two civilizations, no matter who wins in the end, someone will eventually absorb all the nutrients, become stronger, and go higher-but destroyed by the chaos. , Then there will be no culture, technology or dung. Chaos will only erode the last remains of civilization and turn it into a copy of itself. This is the ultimate nothingness, an absolute void.

“Storing these in the’Life Vault’ and handing them over to the’Life Storage Program’ next time… Our great leader, the benevolent Ironskin leader has been collecting this all the time.”

The commander of the fleet issued an order, and the intelligent life like a jellyfish used the psychic band to send messages: “Also, it is time to strengthen defenses-the great circuitous battle destroyed the’eternal void anchors’ of those chaotic families. They are fighting back frantically. I want to find a second suitable location and create a new anchor point.”

“The experience of the Tan Ya people has taught us a lesson. If things cannot be done, then destroy the planet by themselves, and must not be transformed by chaos corrosion…”

The Jellyfish Commander seemed to want to continue speaking, but with a roar that seemed to appear directly in his ears, and with the mighty brilliance that came directly from behind, all his thoughts were interrupted.

“Why, what’s the matter?!”

The Jellyfish Commander was shocked to call out the observation lens behind him, and then he saw that in the center of the Tehran galaxy, the’Migration Guide Anchor’ located at the edge of the galaxy suddenly shined —like rainbow-like seven-color light appeared layer by layer. Then it turned into a tiny stream of light, like a rainstorm, extending towards the depths of the dark starry sky.

It just so happened that a ray of light flew straight toward them, causing several cruisers to subconsciously evade.

But to be precise, the light is straight, flying towards the “Ferris Wheel Space Station” that is about to be completely disintegrated.

It was a red light-representing anger, courage, and the light of unwillingness and resistance.

[Emotion has been locked. The Kumar civilization in the Tehran star field, you are full of anger, and the time has come to fight back. 】

The red light penetrated into the space station like an illusion… and then.

It began to glow and tremble, and a layer of phantom condensed on the surface of the space station and formed out of thin air: it was a bear-like race with sturdy arms and body. He looked simple and solid, and the phantom eyes were not at all blank. Only decisive anger and courage to never bow. The members of the cruise fleet could not help exclaiming, because this is the extinct race that built this space station.

Endless emotions stirred the vortex, and the huge seven-color light shone in the void. While shining on all the resonating remains of civilization, it also gave birth to an unwilling soul.

The civilized heroes looked directly at the dark void, directly at the enemies of the past-they did fail, and even the wreckage did not leave a shingle. They were awakened, but they didn’t have much power. These spirits can’t change anything. They are just reappeared in the world by a great will, allowing him to understand more clearly from the history of these civilizations, how the world of stars has resisted chaos over the years, and behind the darkness, How many evil gods are there?

But this cannot be said to be useless.

Because ‘want to fight’ is the final ‘meaning’.

In the atrium galaxy, the silver world slowly rises in the cheers and prayers of countless people, and becomes a star that illuminates the heavens. A brand-new sun is left behind by him, and the summoned warriors stir the galaxy. The trembling seven-color brilliance, they submerged in all the entrances of the transition, entered all the portal doors, starting from the nodes forged by countless civilizations, spreading towards every part of the starry universe~www.wuxiax.com~Whether it is the remains of unmanned stars , Or a planet that has already rebuilt order, whether it is the dark realm occupied by chaos or the huge fortress clustered in the center of the Wenxing Star System, the light is spreading, briefly awakening all unwilling heroic spirits.

–he came.

The leader of the dispute has arrived. He stands tall and sees the ruins of all civilized sacrifices and the unwilling graves. He reads the history of the world, the voice of civilization, and appreciates the deep sorrow and long-term loss of all life-he came to reveal The **** scabs will open, and the pain will also bring a whole new era-he will lead his life to fight, toward rebirth, or toward death.

The constant is fighting.

The dark age has just begun, but Mars has begun to spread under the curtain.

In the age when the distant stars are still shining, before the anger has been completely extinguished, the final flames of war in the vast desert world are about to ignite.

So the world changed color.

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