This is a dark era.

The Milky Way is burning. Thousands of years ago, all the optimistic deductions and speculations of the future of civilization by all the sages and wise men were declared invalid, and prosperity and peace were gone. Everything was just because the peaceful world ushered in uninvited bad visitors - the evil god of Chaos bewitched a few ignorant and pathetic races. While inducing tragedies, he threw his own shadow into this vast world, setting off a wave that was dimmer than the shadow.

This is a period of resistance.

The world is shattering. The vast war began to spread among the stars. Facing the gods of chaos who transcend despair and death, and their endless family members who devoured their souls, the ancient cluster of intelligence awakened from the dust, and countless civilizations chose to rise up and resist. They fought side by side with other races of the order to defend the galaxy. Countless people continued to try to lead the unity of order to defeat the darkness and lead the light of civilization to return to the stars.

This is fragmented time.

The war is getting worse and worse, and the fight seems to be endless. You can see that the stars in the Milky Way are extinguished one after another like a blown fire candle, leaving only dead black. The planets are trapped in the sea of ​​fire and are gnawed into nothingness. The curses and hatred of countless intelligent lives do not keep the evil gods away from defeat, but instead make them gradually gather and get closer, like evil beasts attracted by blood.

The roar of the innocent and the roar of the rebels echoed and resounded through the stars of the heavens. Thousands of years of war and confrontation have united the civilizations of order, and the power of chaos has also accumulated to an extremely terrifying level - the army of evil gods has occupied all the shadows, they gathered, gathered, and came in the forefront, and all civilizations can only choose to fight head-on.

Because they have no way out.

The era of glory and glory has ended, and the era of suffering and despair has begun.

At the other end of the dark vacuum, the broken space station, like a Ferris wheel, was flying silently. You can see that this "Ferris wheel" lacked a large piece. According to the broken traces, it seemed that some vicious beast had eaten away the broken piece. There was no life reaction in the broken space station, and even the electronic equipment had stopped operating long ago, and everything was silent, let alone the response.

On the side of the bright star, twelve void cruisers stayed at the edge of the heliosphere with great confidence. Their location was at the end of the sun's wind and the place where the interstellar medium began to appear. This cruise fleet, facing the oncoming huge space station, began to scan in great seriousness and seriousness, and launched an unmanned probe to begin exploration.

"No chaos reaction."

“No life reaction.”

"The function is completely stopped, and there is no extraordinary power equipment such as electricity, psychic energy, and magic energy that is operating."

"The time of destruction was estimated to be about a thousand seven hundred years ago - it last jumped to exhaust all its energy, and then drifted in the vacuum, squirming little by little, and came to us."

As the unmanned detection aircraft gets closer and deeper into the damaged space station, the report becomes more and more detailed. You can hear the relevant detectives in charge exclaimed: "Wait... there are a large number of plant seeds found here!"

"There are also here! Strangely, this space station does not seem to have any biological design, only maintenance facilities that can be automatically and intelligently maintained and operated... Unfortunately, it is also damaged."

"Ah! I discovered the genetic factor library of organisms here! Oh my god, so many, really so many! This warehouse... does it store all the biological genes on a planet?!"

As more and more discoveries were discovered, the parade fleet, which summed up all the information, immediately realized that this space station, which seemed to be a Ferris wheel, was actually a "fire" that carries all the information of the entire civilization.

Or, a tombstone, a... suicide note.

By supplying energy and restarting some space station equipment, the detectives of the cruise fleet never had any encryption, and even actively cooperated with the explanation of the Western European equipment, extracted the civilization and history of the space station.

It was a race that had just broken through the atmosphere and flew into the sky. It was less than a hundred years since they first launched satellites. It was even extremely difficult for them to explore their mother satellites. Whether it was using ordinary material cosmic energy technology or extraordinary power, this species was at a very basic extreme. They should be considered the most insignificant and inconspicuous type in the star world.

Then, such an ordinary and inconspicuous race encountered the invasion of the Chaos clan.

Unmanned Machinery Unicom damaged the database of the space station, and the fleet members silently analyzed the other party's records, and passed down the images: they saw that the dark shadows covering the sky were sweeping across thousands of stars, the sun was extinguishing one after another, and the planets dissipated one after another. They saw that the brilliant wars in the universe and the resistance of civilizations, and the fleet representing order was gnawed by infinite beasts.

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

They were afraid, they were desperate, and undoubtedly they wanted to escape - but how to run? They really had no skills and no strong people. There was no time to think about the evil gods who might appear in front of them in just a few months or a few years later.

This huge space station equipped with the initial transition engine is the last sound made by this civilization towards the world.

"Is this the spark of our civilization or the tombstone of our civilization?"

One of the spaces that store all species information in the world, all plant seeds, and all biological gene banks should be the engineer who built this space station. Before the end of the world, he asked confusedly: "Is it really meaningful for us to do these? Those monsters are so powerful that the spaceship built by the Federation is simply to die..."

“It’s all the same.”

Another engineer replied calmly: "At least we have resisted."

“At least we chose hope.”

The last one.

One thousand seven hundred years later.

The broken space station passed through the waiting cruise fleet, and all warships surrounded silently, gently exerting their spiritual positions, slowing them down and stopping them.

"At least we see you..." A plant race closed his eyes and whispered: "You are not alone, we are with you."

More than five completely different races serve in warships, including plants, cicadas, spiders, apes and jellyfish. The Tehran Galaxy is the forefront of order and chaos, the closest logistics base to the front line. Here, there are more than a hundred different civilizations and different fleets. Behind them is the brilliant galaxy of the Alliance of Guardians of the Galaxy, and ahead of them is the chaotic evil that breeds shadows and darkness.

Now, the broken space station is floating from the darkness. This is the last fire of a civilization, the last tombstone, a suicide note written quietly by knowing that he will die.

——Another civilization that was defeated by darkness was extinguished like a burning torch.

But this does not mean despair.

"No matter how many times you see it, your heart will not be numb."

The young, cicada-like race was watching the light beam slowly disintegrating by the psychic energy. The database and warehouse were classified and included in the space station in the ship. His expression was extremely complicated, and his tentacles were trembling: "Instead, it will ignite anger and a desire to resist."

All races nodded silently.

Unlike invasion by other civilizations, the civil war between the order civilizations, and even different from the interstellar beasts wandering among the stars, insects, and plankton groups in space... Destroying by chaos is ultimate meaningless.

The former, whether it is a failure or success in resistance, it blocks the invasion of the invaders, or the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, and it becomes a slave; it is forced to be incorporated and turned into a vassal, or the entire race and the planet are eaten alive, it doesn't matter, it is all right and part of the cycle of order.

Of course, civilization may indeed be destroyed and everything is erased. No country, culture or race cannot exist, but the loser does not completely disappear: because everything about the loser will be decomposed and absorbed by the winner and turned into nutrition.

Whether it is nutrition in the literal sense, some inspiration in thinking, some sparks, some fragments recorded in history, or the influence of dressing style, or some clothing design. Losers will always be swallowed by successful people, with no belt bone left at all.

Then, the successful person will move forward, and the food in the belly will provide energy. There will always be people moving forward, and everything that the loser has lost.

——Our civilization failed and became the food for other civilizations. Although this incident made people unable to help but clench their fists, it was still part of the cycle of order, just like the ecological cycle of lions and tigers hunting antelope on the grasslands of the ancient planetary age.

Culture will be absorbed, and technology will inspire others. Even if it is a seemingly useless body, it will be useful in the final analysis - even if it turns into fertilizer or manure.

There is no need to be unhappy, just like someone who has never eaten other creatures or has never seen the body after death be decomposed and eaten by bacteria and other small organisms. Even rice seedlings need to be watered by fertilizer. Everyone has the destined ending, and there is nothing unacceptable to it.

But chaos is different.

The result of civilization destroyed by evil gods is meaningless.

No one benefits from it, no one gets anything from it, victory is meaningless, and destruction is meaningless. If the war with its civilization is a battle of survival for two civilizations to devote all their lives, no matter who wins in the end, there will be people who will absorb all the nutrients, become stronger and go higher - but if they are destroyed by chaos, then there will be no culture, technology, or dung. Chaos will only erode the last wreckage of civilization into its own copy. This is the ultimate nothingness and absolute emptiness.

"Put these into the 'life vault' and hand them over to the 'life vault' next time... Our great leader, the kind tin leader, have been collecting this."

The fleet commander issued an order, and the jellyfish-like intelligent life communicated with psychic bands: "Also, it's time to strengthen its defense - the great detour has destroyed the "eternal void anchor point" of the Chaos clan. They are fighting back frantically, wanting to find a second suitable location and create a new anchor point."

"Qin Yaren's experience taught us a lesson. If things cannot be done, then destroy the planet yourself and never transform into chaos corruption..."

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

"What, what's going on?"

The Jellyfish Commander shockedly called out the observation camera behind him, and then he saw that the "transfer guidance anchor point" at the edge of the galaxy in the center of the Tehran galaxy suddenly shone brightly - seven-color lights like rainbows appeared layer by layer, and then turned into subtle streams of light, extending towards the depths of the dark starry sky like rain.

Just so happened, a ray of light flew straight towards them, causing several cruisers to subconsciously avoid it.

But to be precise, the light was straight, flying towards the "Ferris Wheel Space Station" that was about to be completely disintegrated.

It was a red light - representing anger, courage, and the light of unwillingness to fight against it.

[Emotions have been locked. The Kumar civilization in the Tehran Star Domain, you are angry and the time to fight back is here.]

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

It began to glow and tremble, and a phantom condensed out of thin air on the surface of the space station, forming: it was a race with strong arms and bodies, like a bear. He looked honest and determined, and the phantom's eyes were not at all confused, only resolute anger and courage to never bow his head. The members of the cruise fleet couldn't help but exclaim, because this was the destruction race that built this space station.

Endless emotions stirred the vortex, and huge seven-colored light shone in the void. It shone on all the wreckage of civilization that resonated with each other, and also gave birth to unwilling souls.

The heroes of civilization looked directly at the dark void and the former enemies - they did fail, and even the wreckage was left behind. They were awakened, but they did not have much power. These souls could not change anything. They were just reappeared in the world by a great will, allowing him to understand more clearly from the history of these civilizations, how the star world has fought against chaos over the years, and how many evil gods are behind the darkness.

But this does not mean that it is useless.

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

The atrium galaxy, the silver world slowly rose in the cheers and prayers of countless people, becoming a star illuminating the sky. A brand new sun was left behind by him. The summoned warriors stirred the seven-color light that made the galaxy tremble. They entered all the leap entrances and entered all portals, starting with the nodes cast by countless civilizations, spreading towards every part of the star universe.

Whether it is the unmanned star remains, or the planet that has long been rebuilt order, whether it is the dark field occupied by chaos, or the huge fortress surrounded by the center of the civilized star system, the light is spreading, briefly awakening all unwilling heroes.

——He is here.

The leader of disputes has arrived. He stands tall, seeing the ruins of all civilizations' sacrifices and unwilling graves. He reads the history of the world, the voice of civilization, and experiences the deep sorrow of all life and the long-lasting confusion. His arrival is to uncover the pain caused by the bloodshed scab, while also bringing a new era. He will lead life to fight, towards rebirth, or towards destruction.

What remains unchanged is the battle.

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

In an era when the distant stars are still shining, and when the anger is not completely extinguished, the last war in the vast world is about to ignite.

So the world changes color.
Chapter completed!