Chapter 1 Preface

Author: Insect

Chapter 1 Preface

【Blood…】

That is the whisper of destruction from the highest heaven.

He longs for everything composed of strong emotions, He longs for all courage and anger, and his eyes are all about the sea of ​​blood and skulls.

The blood god, terror, and the supreme power above the brass throne was conveying the curtain of the subspace with thunderous murmuring and whispering, sticking to the baby who had been watched by Him for a long time.

The cabin made by unknown advanced technology is being swept by the energy storm in the subspace, and the hot and cold soul waves almost penetrate into the solid cabin made of pure gold, mixing with countless terrifying auras of rich and fishy plasma trying to invade it.

Angry roar continued to echo in the subspace, mixed with evil spirits and sulfur, undoubtedly symbolizing the possessiveness of the skull lord for the baby in it, which was also the "flame" stolen by the lord of humanity - representing bravery and fanaticism, and the lofty heart that can connect all warriors' hearts.

The past stealing has produced fruitful fruits, and the twenty-one "gene protozoa" created by the Lord of Humanity will also become a treasure coveted by the subspace powers. Among them are the descendants who can make the corrupt father love, the skull master happy, and the variables that make the Lord of Changes sigh, and the joy of the prince of joy at the end of his indulgence.

In order to store their "trophy" in the palm of the palm of the hand, it is also to compete with the huge force that has been left by the Emperor's distant future. At the end of the confrontation with the Lord of Humanity, the powerful people from the subspace brought the storm of the subspace to the secret laboratory hidden underground of Terra at the end of their confrontation with the Lord of Humanity.

Twenty-one babies were trapped in the turbulence of the sea of ​​souls and scattered into the starry sky, whether prosperous or desolate world.

However, all plans have variables.

Or perhaps the changeable Lord who just compiles a web of conspiracy has never changed His nature.

When the storm from the subspace swept over, the humble soul from another world was entangled and merged with the baby who was hosting anger and courage - bringing the gene primordial with extraordinary knowledge and cowardly intellectuals that were inconsistent with nature. However... even if the soul is changed in this chaos, the essence of the primordial imprinted in the subspace will sooner or later give this humble soul the same transformation in the history of fate.

Angry roar immediately swept through the soul tsunami that covered the sky and the sun in the sub-space. Countless trembling psychics were burning their brains by the rage of the destructive power. Even the terror-torn demons were shocked by the thunderous anger of the Blood God.

Yes, this is undoubtedly snatching food from the tiger's mouth - the Lord of Changes has tapped the scales and feathers onto the prey that should have belonged to the Lord of the Skull.

Even in the chaotic and impermanent subspace, this is an extremely rare event. The Lord of Humanity, who had already moved his eyes, was slightly surprised by the variables in his plan, perhaps in the human nature he still has.

In this way, the terrifying gaze of the Supreme Heaven focused on the cabin that had not yet completely separated from the sub-space.

The corrupt father gave some mercy to this humble and pitiful, almost washed away by the surging waves of the highest heaven.

The Lord of the Skull has no courage to show this unsacred life and shows endless anger at the soul that shows endless horror when he comes to this dark universe.

Prince of Joy was panicked by this trembling, and always imagined that the soul that was suffering in the future was given a happy body.

The Lord of Changes spoke blasphemous whispers to this soul with distorted taboo knowledge in the sea of ​​thought in his mind.

Even the gene primrose, which was extremely strong during the baby, was easily crushed to death by the powerful warriors, was still gradually melted into the blasphemy spirit of the subspace power in this rushing torrent of souls. They easily invaded and plundered the knowledge from the brains of souls in other worlds, and the depravity and rich emotions contained in it were even more surprising.

Until the cold and dazzling golden light completely dispels the aura of depravity that is about to ascend to demons to slaves of the gods.

He watched everything coldly, and at the most critical moment, he took a moment of time from the endless busyness to solve the corruption that his descendants had ushered in too early. Perhaps the price of this moment would be compensated for hundreds of years. Even though he had discussed with the Sealer the destined and unavoidable future... he could not watch with his own eyes a servant of chaos was about to be born from his descendants.

Even if the existence cast through chaos will be divided into the ‘other side’, even if it will bring endless blasphemy and killing to the collapsed future.

At least, his still human nature will not allow himself to ignore a child who is temporarily useful.

The hot spiritual energy of the Lord of Humanity that was enough to ignite the starry sky lighthouse dispelled the blasphemy purple mist lingering around the [Experimental Subject No. 12]. In the subspace ocean filled with hot waves, the originally strong and healthy baby boy turned into a baby girl at this moment - but that strength has not weakened, and that bravery has not decreased. The artwork carved by the Lord of Humanity himself has not been substantially destroyed, but has been modified by the power from the subspace.

The emperor didn't care about the meaning contained in it. He could still recognize the subspace essence of the baby girl with a gentle aura at a glance.

【This is enough.】

He did not feel any regret or joy. The Lord of Humanity did need to cherish and use some tools and currencies - but he never hesitated to use some tools and currencies that could be consumed.

Even if that would be the only daughter of his twenty-one descendants, even if that would be a natural leader who connects the hearts of warriors, shares fear, and shares courage.

The gene seed originated from No. 12 has already established several Dalian warriors. All he needs is this "tool" that is sharp enough in the upcoming Great Crusade.

The evil and satisfied laughter echoed in the subspace. Even though the Lord of Humanity's intervention made some changes, the four gods seemed to have completed their satisfying layout - there is no concept of future and past in the hazy subspace curtain, and they know the beginning and end of the story from beginning to end.

The emperor's eyes gathered with the eyes of the sealer beside him, and they did not express any emotion. They had long expected the direction of the future, and their only enemy was time.

They still continued to work and busy at hand in silence, as if the strange changes just now had never happened.

Because their eyes have long crossed the curtain of reality and the sea of ​​soul to see everything.

In that decadent and dark future, the war that spreads the entire galaxy continues - several corrupt and depraved figures never leave the game, and the currency named human beings is still being consumed at the rate of the Ganges sands.

This is far from the end, it is not even the beginning of the end. It is just the end of the beginning.

From beginning to end, the human emperor was driving his [Emperor Dream], standing alone on this dilapidated giant warship.

Never changed for tens of thousands of years.

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!