"Time has never been on my side." The speaker's voice was hoarse. And if anyone was observing in front of him at this moment, it would be obvious that his face was also very pale.

He is very tired, people are tired, and their hearts are even more tired.

In fact, he doesn't need to be so tired. The human parliament has a complete plan, a huge plan that has consumed hundreds of years of hard work and planning by the human elite. It has built a grand stage. There are countless races in this stage.

Civilization plays a role, and there are countless racial civilizations that act as passers-by.

Even the most powerful Boka tribe and Xisha tribe are just the background of this plan. But with the return of Xue Tong three months ago, this plan was overthrown... It cost countless human efforts and countless efforts.

The plan with supplies and manpower, and the flesh and blood of countless soldiers was overthrown...

No one wants to get the crown jewel. Not even humans.

First world…

If before it was just that humans wanted to get a place in the sun, then now, humans... want more...

Therefore, he must change, integrate resources and unify his voice in the shortest possible time. This requires strong command and prestige. For this reason, he has not closed his eyes for a long time.

Fortunately, just a few hours before Xue Tong appeared, he had signed the last agreement. From now on, all resources of mankind, including human allies, will be mobilized by him. For the legendary paradise.

"There is always pressure. Fortunately, Momberto's name has not faded yet." The speaker looked at the float on the water and said suddenly. "Don't you think it is too quiet?"

"That's because there are turbulent undercurrents under the surface of the water." Xue Tong replied. His eyes also fell on the float. "Without undercurrents, there is no vitality. Life will be depressed and death will occur."

"The same goes for fish."

"Yes... there is an undercurrent." The speaker looked at the float silently and said softly. "Actually, life is very simple. Just keep repeating the process of nutrient involvement and consumption. But unfortunately, for most lives,

For me, I am never satisfied.”

"**." Xue Tong replied. "In Robbie's teachings, it is original sin."

"What about you?" The Speaker smiled slightly. "What do you think?"

"Without passion, there is no motivation." Xue Tong raised his head and looked at the speaker's gray hair. "Without you, without me."

"It is the cornerstone of human growth."

"Look, we all have the same consensus. What a wonderful original sin..." The Speaker shrugged and finally put down the fishing rod.

He walked to the resting place in the middle of the garden, took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet and shook it at Xue Tong. "Red wine?"

"Whiskey, thank you."

The wine glass was pushed in front of Xue Tong, and the Speaker sat down at the other end of the table. He crossed his hands and observed Xue Tong silently. He remained silent for a long time.

Xue Tong didn't speak, just drank in silence, listening to the gurgling water in the garden and the gentle breeze blowing the leaves.

The two of them were very quiet, so quiet that it was as if the whole world disappeared in the next moment, and they would keep doing the same movements forever.

The breeze finally stopped...

The Speaker lowered his hand.

"I still remember the last time I sat in the same seat as you, when I was eating."

"Your appetite surprised me." Xue Tong said, putting down the wine glass. "I remember you ate several tons of food."

"You have to forgive an old man's appetite, especially when he has been hungry for so many years." The speaker smiled. But there was no smile in his eyes. His fingers were very steady. They crossed each other to form a solid triangle. In the original geometry

, that is an indestructible form.

Then, his voice sounded in the garden.

"A month ago, evil opened the God's Tomb. Then all the people we deployed in the Boka tribe disappeared."

"There are various signs that evil has completely taken control. It has digested the results of the last civil war and united the Boka tribe for the first time after the Great Chaos War. The ancient magic mothership has once again sailed out of the cemetery. All resources have been

They are gathering towards the Throne of Dawn at an unimaginable speed. This time, the evil appetite will definitely not be smaller than my last time."

"His appetite has always been good." Xue Tong replied, but his eyes did not change. "This is something that has been foreseen a long time ago. After all, there is only one gate to eternal separation, and no matter who it is, it is impossible to give in."

The speaker's face twitched. "You are right."

"So we don't need to plan anything at all. On that day, the Boka tribe and the Xisha tribe will definitely go to Youzhi Naraku and use their ten thousand years of savings to open the door to eternal secrets."

"They are guardians, this is their duty." Xue Tong's mouth twitched, revealing a faint smile.

But the Speaker did not laugh. "Maybe it was in the past, but this time, you and I both know it's not."

"The great destruction has spread to the second world, and there are not many opportunities left for them. If they think they can survive with their ancient identities, then they will not be Boka and Shasha. Alpha gave them life,

But it also gave derivatives of life.”

At this point, the Speaker stopped for a moment and lowered his eyes. "**, and ambition."

"Staying alive is the greatest...**."

The garden became quiet, and Xue Tong silently looked at the Speaker and the white-haired old man. It seemed as if he could see the endless shadows behind him, which were all the lives that humans had sacrificed for the sake of evolution, endless and boundless.

The speaker's words have made it clear how cruel the universe is.

The sad thing is that neither he nor humans realized it in the past.

"The Black Tide is not an extension of the abyss. It has nothing to do with the abyss." Xue Tong suddenly said.

"I know," the Speaker replied. "It is a product of the universe itself, a cleaning agent. We are the pests that should be killed."

"What about the other pests?"

"The Boka clan has dispatched the original magic mothership, and the ancient divine domain class has also begun to awaken. Judging from the fluctuations, there are at least five."

"Five divine realms?"

"Yes." The Speaker nodded. His face was extremely serious. "They were all the best in the last chaotic war. After the war, they fell asleep due to injuries and other reasons. Xie woke them up this time and made a desperate move."

"As for the Xisha clan, although they do not have the background of the Boka clan, they also have their own trump card. They have re-created the War Queen. They are trying to use the War Queen's ability to create three temporary divine realms. In addition,

They are strong men themselves, and their combat effectiveness is no less than that of the Boka tribe, so they may be more suitable for use in an environment like Naraku's."

"As for us..."

Having said this, the Speaker smiled bitterly and did not continue.

Do humans have a divine level?

If black holes are included, the answer is yes, but it is obvious that what they are discussing is not an ordinary 'god's domain'. It is really something that can support a civilization and even deter the strong men of the universe during the period of great chaos.

.

Are there such people in the human race?

Maybe not...maybe...
Chapter completed!