Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

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At the time of chaos, "I" was born.

In the turbulent flow of time and space like ocean tides, waves of surging elemental light converge in the void.

Thousands of world fragments merged with the river of elements, and finally turned into a chaotic ocean. A sacred tree took root in the chaos. He draws the endless elements to gather, absorbs the power of it, and grows slowly, sprouts, and finally releases. bright.

Where the light shines through, the world is born.

Taking the radiant scope of the sacred tree as the initial boundary line, the frontier of the void and the world was born.

And the sacred tree that created the world gradually matured, and he, who was in the center of the world, began to draw out new shoots, and the new shoots were not tender leaves and flowers, but the embryos of the gods.

And the seed of ‘me’.

The sacred tree is everything, and the gods are the derivatives of the sacred tree, his children, and a part of him.

Although the world was born, it was empty and nothingness. There were only endless gusts on the silent rocky wilderness, non-condensing lava, endless heavy rain, and eternal and endless light originating from the sacred tree itself.

[You and others will create many and cover the earth]

[You will rule the world, dominate the sea, dominate the sky, and control the earth. They are the parents of all living creatures in the world.]

There was such a voice that sounded in the dark, so the gods born from the buds, the first spirits began to leave the sacred tree, and they replaced the sacred tree that stabilized the world to open up the frontiers of the heavens and the earth.

They opened up canyons, carved mountain peaks, and channeled rainwater into rivers and lakes, seas and glaciers.

They shaped storm clouds, smashed down thunder, tilted the continent, and volcanoes erupted.

They lift up the fire from the sacred tree, heading to the boundary of chaos, and they expand the end of the world, burying the mystery of creation in the rock and soil.

After that, the gods who had done things came back, gathered on the branches of the sacred tree, and then created the tribes in their own images.

"I" was born in the warm water, in the emerald green sacred tree cultivation pond.

The **** of the elements created his darling. He lifted the six-winged light group with his soul and happily announced the birth of the fairies, and vowed to lead the fairies to adjust the balance of the world. Fairies are the beloved family of the elements.

The emptiness of the world is therefore lively and noisy. Forests, birds, fish, and many creatures fill the world and thrive under the sky supported by the branches of the sacred tree.

The root system of Shenmu fixes the earth and the ocean, and its branches support the sky and the dome. There is no sun, moon, or twinkling stars in the world.

Shenmu is the only light.

Su Zhou watched all this, from the perspective of the'first fairy', he watched everything he had seen from the first point of view, and from it he knew the memory of this first life, and he knew that the world of A'an was originally composed of sacred trees to condense the multiverse. The free elements in the void, as well as a large number of world fragments, were created step by step from scratch.

He couldn't help feeling a little bit of enlightenment in his heart: Perhaps, at the beginning of a certain multiverse, the first world was born in this way because of a certain coincidence, and a certain kind of life was born in it in a long time.

What Shenmu did was to accelerate this process and spread it to the entire multiverse.

Su Zhou could also feel that the soul of Dawn was also with him, watching this scene.

The silver light spot crawled on the huge blue-purple heavenly soul. She didn't realize that there was Su Zhou's soul beneath her, and she thought it was a solid ground.

Now, she was watching all the memories of the first fairy in earnest.

Later, Su Zhou and Dawn saw that as the first fairy grew and grew, he also began his own'reproduction'.

At first, the fairy took off its six wings, and the different wings floated between the sky and the earth, and finally turned into six different shapes.

Flowing wind, floating dust, condensing flames, sparkling waves, shimmering light, Huaan--just like the gods created by the sacred tree, at first the fairies nurtured the six element fairies with their own bodies.

"This is, this is the six fairy queens!"

Su Zhou could hear Dawn’s stunned exclamation: "In the age when I was born, the queens had long been asleep in the fairy garden and could not wake up... Oh my god, they were such a small one at that time..."

Fairies have no gender, but because each fairy can breed its own offspring, the world calls the ancestors of all fairies queens, and distinguishes them according to their different elements.

The birth of the queens made the first goblins extremely happy, and he finally created his own descendants, and the **** of elements was even more pleased. This proves that the race he created also has the ability to multiply descendants. This is a confirmation of the guidance of the gods of the past: [ You and others will create many and cover the earth]

But this also divided the power of the elemental goblin, especially when he separated his six wings at once, which made him extremely weak, and even his actions required the help of his six daughters.

In order to let the mother have a good rest, the six later generations of fairy queens planted a garden in a quiet canyon. It is called the fairy town, the fairy garden, and many later generations gave it a mysterious meaning.

But in the beginning, it was just a resting place created by the daughters for their mothers to have a good rest.

The gods and tribes have multiplied in the world for ten thousand years. They fill the earth, covering every corner of the sea and sky.

In these ten thousand years, the gods have also combined with their creations, giving birth to many descendants of demigods.

This is not surprising, because the gods are the prototypes of the tribes, and many heroic stories are unfolded because of this. The adventures of the demigods in the heavens and the earth, the journey of opening up the world, have still been circulated in mythology.

The gods are believed by the peoples, and they have left their blood. This is a good thing and a bad thing.

Originally like rules, the gods who maintained the balance and order of the heavens and the earth had emotions and connections with the race they created, except for the creator and the creation. They tasted love and hatred, and experienced the taste of comparison and jealousy.

Because of human beings, the gods gradually began to have a real sense of existence. They began to compete to compare the strength and prosperity of various races. They held grand competitions and launched the first arena and sports games at the beginning of the birth of the Aian world. .

They fought, cherished each other or hated each other, and then they had friendship and allies, hatred and rivals, and the gods appeared and disappeared one by one, just like the kingdoms and cities on earth.

But along with it, there is parting.

The life span of demigods is long, but there are times when, let alone they are not fathers or mothers of deities.

For the first time, the gods lost the love in their hearts, their creations and relatives.

In order to avoid death, the gods and the wise men of all races developed the initial practice and practice. They created many extraordinary systems, but these may extend life, but they cannot make things immortal and immortal.

After a long time, when the practice system has developed to its peak, immortal gods may also emerge from mortals, but not now.

The gods are frustrated.

Soon, they understood that death is part of existence and a reasonable necessity.

The souls of the dead belong to the sacred tree, to the heavens and the earth. They will turn into the ubiquitous light of the Aian world, illuminating all living beings and becoming a part of the company with all things.

The existence of the soul itself is the natural evolution of the world and life, a tool that can capture the energy of travel in the multiverse.

The process of soulless life gestating soul is a process of capturing free energy in the multiverse, and then solidifying it in the world.

And the energy-rich world, the more souls can be spawned, and the faster the energy-accumulation speed-the more prosperous the world, the more intelligent life, the stronger the world itself, and as the pillar of the world Shenmu is also stronger.

This is the way of self-growth of the world tree, and it is also the process of self-growth of many worlds without sacred trees but with the will of the natural world.

Yes, all living things die, but they always ‘exist’ in the world.

Everything that makes up the dead, from the body to the soul, as well as memory and information, is preserved by the world.

This is the existence of eternal ‘’.

The gods knew this, but they still couldn't bear the fear... They watched the beloved beings die generation after generation. Although the group grew stronger, the more they knew, knew, and could remember their names. The less come.

Because they have love, they are close and distant.

And it is not these that really make them fear.

Rather, they felt that they were different from themselves, different from love, different from love, different from friendship, from the will of Shenmu. There was no intimacy or estrangement, no request, no conditions, just because they wanted to, so they did it. Love'.

This is ‘Agape’, the love of God.

Shenmu loves everything, and the gods, as his heirs, receive the same love as the beings who are all over the earth without knowing their names.

If they also die, then the final result is no different from an ant.

At first, the fairy will gradually recover in these ten thousand years. Although he has no wings, the elements between heaven and earth have turned into invisible power, which surrounds him to fly freely, and he walks with the creator of the **** of elements between the heaven and the earth, witnessing the fairy group The prosperity of the clan has created its own civilization, country, and unique culture and cuisine, as well as a variety of colorful arts.

The God of Elements is different from other gods. He did not conceive demigods from his own creation. After all, he and the fairies were just a ball of light at the beginning. Later, when they began to imitate the elves and human races, they also They are basically female images.

In the beginning, the fairies were almost eternal, and the two immortal beings accompanied each other and witnessed the changes in the world and the vicissitudes of life.

Until that day.

The sacred tree that supports the world, the light on its body began to dim, but it was accompanied by a violent sprout sound.

The world itself began to tremble.

Over hundreds of thousands of years, with the multiplication and development of many intelligent lives, the fully mature Shenmu strength has climbed to an unimaginable peak.

He wants to derive his own branches and use the brand-new branches as the source to open up a new world once again.

This kind of sacred tree has a prototype on the earth. Its name is the Nine Worlds Tree, the world tree in Nordic mythology. Its branches connect the nine worlds to form a huge world group.

Burning Shenmu has obviously reached the level of the Nine Realms Tree. When he really expands out of the second world, he creates the third. The fourth world is just to get things from his pockets. You only need to rest for a while and you can easily create it. Many worlds, up to the limit they can control.

However, the promotion of the world is obviously not as easy as imagined. After the night of no light lasted for ten days and ten nights, the voice of Shenmu resounded throughout the world.

Shenmu asked the gods to temporarily return their power to him.

In essence, the gods are the children of Shenmu that separated from itself and used to create the world. They are the fragments derived from part of him and lost. Now that the power of the body is not enough, he will naturally want to take back all the power that is free in the world first.

This is not surprising, just like at first the fairies occasionally merged with their daughters and turned into the "God of Fairy" to solve some troubles for the fairies. At that time, the six fairies queens would turn into wings again and go back. The body of the fairy at first.

However, the gods were terrified.

The most clear, though, is that in the eyes of Shenmu, the gods who are no different between gods and ants, fear losing their power and die in various accidents. Eventually, the spirits are also recovered by Shenmu and used to create a new world.

Is this kind of future possible?

The gods are afraid because they don't know. They don't understand the sacred tree, and they don't know what the future will end up... But the most important thing is that they want to live and exist.

Think like everyone else, always think so.

Therefore, they chose to condense their strength when the Shenmu was most vulnerable, and in turn cut off the Shenmu and kill the Shenmu.

They cut off the roots of the sacred tree at the moment when the sacred tree created a new world.

That day, there was no light in the world. At first the fairies calmed all the trembling fairies in the garden with the six queens. They sensed that in the center of the world, there was a disaster that could endanger the entire world.

In order to protect the fairy kingdom, at first the fairy and their daughters joined forces to support a mask to block the darkness.

And just in the violent tremor, the brilliance lit up again.

The ‘Holy Day’ and the ‘Magic Moon’ appear between the heavens and the earth, they rotate and illuminate the world.

The sacred tree disappeared, only the rolling mountains conceal the place of its former root system.

The behaviors of the gods, except for the fact that the goblin concealed the almost immortal life vaguely noticed at first, most of the other races are not clear, but there is an inexplicable sorrow lingering in their hearts.

On the day when the dark night returned to light, all the races wept.

However, without the sacred tree, life is the same.

The sacred sunlight that was lifted to the sky by the gods can illuminate the world as well. Day and night are no longer symbolized by the breath of the sacred tree, but have a more obvious point of distinction.

The light of the magic moon can even catalyze the magic activity between heaven and earth, allowing all races to practice faster, reach a higher realm more easily, and approach the gods.

The gods said that this was a blessing given by the gods, and the records about the sacred tree began to fade from the earth.

The world moves, as always, there is no difference.

Until the appearance of the dragon at dusk.

That is, a kind of natural disaster.

At first, it was just a gust of wind.

The wind blows, the plants wither, the big floor is knotted, and the river dries up. The creatures in it are hungry and thirsty, and they can only escape from their homeland.

Then, a dark night.

In the darkness, the air cannot be breathed, the food cannot be full, the cool spring water cannot quench the thirst, life seems to be rejected by the whole world in this dark night, and can only wait for death in fear.

Immediately afterwards, there were disasters again and again, natural disasters again and again.

Abnormal magical agitation, weird world anomalies, are all attributed to natural disasters, and the most terrible natural disaster occurred in the dusk, that day, the brilliance of the holy day turned into rays that seem to be able to distort everything, all bathed in this dusk All of them have become the first demons, a group of crazy and terrifying monsters thirsting for soul and flesh and blood.

Twilight, the dragon of twilight, the wolf of the world, the snake of the world...there are too many names, because fear, illusion or pure adjectives, all the words representing fear and awe are piled up in these successive Above natural disasters.

The gods can no longer sit idly by, even if they are afraid, they must come forward.

They began to trace the root cause after the natural disasters, and confronted the world's abnormality.

"This, this is the Dragon of Twilight..."

Dawn stared at all this in a daze. She watched it from the perspective of the first fairy. She saw the **** of the elements join hands with other gods to deal with the behemoth walking on the earth, the shadow that swallows the light, and the dark cloud covering the world. .

She saw that only in myths can giant beasts and **** wars appear, and the magical fluctuations that shook the world.

At that time, the magic power between heaven and earth was not so corrosive, and it was not called source energy.

She didn't see any wolves, snakes, or big twilight dragons. She only saw the twisted nature, the distorted things, and the self-destructive world.

She didn't fully understand these scenes and images in her memory, but Dawn could sense the sadness that lingered in the first demon's meticulousness.

Because, the true nature of the dragon of twilight, as He who was the first life, couldn't be more clear.

"That is……"

Su Zhou, who also watched all of this, couldn't help taking a deep breath. The heavenly soul shook, reflecting the shock in the man's heart: "That is the remnant longing of Shenmu..."

At the beginning of the birth of the Dragon of Twilight, it had nothing to do with the great existence [Twilight].

Okay, maybe it's a little bit related, but [Dusk] didn't project its own power on this world at all. In theory, it should be in the world of E'an, which was condensed from fragments of his original world.

The Dragon of Twilight is just the last bit of distorted thoughts left in the world created by the gods.

Even if he was betrayed by his own creation and murdered by his own heirs, Shenmu still did not hate anything.

He just lost the goal of existence: to create a world, and then to exist with his creations, to exist forever and ever, and to prosper to the end.

Shenmu no longer wants to exist.

And just be an existence, the moment when you no longer want to exist.

It was the moment when he fell from the light and fell into the dusk.

No... even earlier than this.

The moment a life begins to think about ‘what is the meaning of existence’ is equivalent to denying ‘existence is truth’.

But the irony is that neither existence nor truth needs meaning—because they are here.

From this moment on, [Twilight] will begin to watch, watching and thinking about the existence of this problem.

And at the final moment when an existence chooses to destroy itself, [Twilight] will stretch out its hand and gently embrace it into its arms, just as this existence embraces the only'truth' in this world, which is [Nothingness] 】itself.

This is the only correct.

For those who don't want to exist, everything in this world is meaningless, and only [Twilight] is the only truth and right.

At this moment, and spiritual consciousness is too low, only the dawn of the gods and various natural disaster confrontation scenarios can be seen.

At this moment, he seemed to hear a sound, it was a mumbling, as if coming from the far end of the world, where the final vortex of time and space was located.

[I'm waiting, waiting for dusk to come]

Being called by other great beings, the greatness of "Twilight", whispered to himself.

[My right, when will it come? 】

The gods could not destroy the dragon of dusk.

That is the world's own doubts, the self-destructive tendency to why it exists, this is an unstoppable destructive effect, a chain of reality collapse.

Perhaps ordinary life can survive in such a chain, and then linger in the ruined world like apocalypse, but the gods can't, they are the rules of the world, and the world collapses, and they will die first.

In the face of irreversible destruction, and the holy day that was gradually extinguishing, that is, the corpse of the sacred tree, the gods made their final choice in despair.

They take their essence from the sacred tree as the core supporting the existence of the world, turning them into a part of the world, and suppressing natural disasters with their own essence.

Great choice, ironic ending.

Because of fear and for their own existence, they chose to kill Shenmu to ensure their survival.

Because of despair, for the continuation of their descendants, they chose to sacrifice themselves in order to hope for the future.

They cannot love the sacred tree, but they can love their creation.

The Tao of Shenmu·World failed.

Therefore, the world of Ayan is now covered by the brilliance of the dusk, and it has almost become a member of the dusk world group.

"No, Shenmu did not fail..."

But at this moment, Su Zhou muttered to himself. He watched as the gods decompose his body into the sky, and then shrouded a group of twisted shadows, and sealed it with one-third of the mainland. The top of the sky dome.

The Moon of Sealing reflects the brilliance of the Holy Sun and the Magic Moon.

He shook his head, his tone of voice was stunned: "The world and the Dao and Twilight have fought for so long, their world structure and'Tao' are not so easily crushed-if the world tree in this world has Dao tree twins Then, “sacrificing oneself for the continuation of the descendants” itself is also part of the correctness of “continuation”. Even if “existence” is questioned, “continuation” will not, and even prosper!

"The combination of existence and continuity is the absolute correctness they hold!"

"However, due to the isolation of the Great Seal, the World Tree and the Avenue Tree were initially separated, their connection was isolated, and the combination that should have been invulnerable was split, resulting in the World Tree undefeating in the face of the natural oppression of the dusk!"

Yala did not speak, because Su Zhou analyzed the correct answer. Behind the World Tree and the Dusk battle, the shadows of other great existences are rising and falling. There is no answer to the purpose of those existences, but he can vaguely guess. Out.

He just stared at all of this with complicated eyes, watching the moment when the correctness of'Dusk' was proved in this world.

The gods are gone, and so is the **** of elements.

The extinguished holy day reignited, and ordinary races didn't even notice this, thinking it was just that the night came a little earlier and went a little late.

At first the fairies also lost the meaning of existence.

Lost the sacred tree, lost the creator, everything familiar is no longer, even the comfort of the fairy queen can not heal the withering heart of the first fairy.

The love in his heart disappeared, and he no longer wanted to live tiredly.

But just like the gods, he no longer wants to live, but hopes that his descendants can continue for a long time as an extension of her past love.

Therefore, at first the goblin left his memory and inheritance in his elemental crystals, and asked the six queens to store them in boxes carved from the holy day crystals.

[If the world is about to die, descendants of my distant future generations, if you want the world to continue to exist, open the box and read my message. 】

He said so, with himself, and with all the fairies of later generations: [To seal the dragon of twilight, you need to collect the essence of the many gods scattered on the earth when the dragon of twilight is unsealed. The dragon of twilight is just a natural disaster, sealing its work. The gods have already done it, if it weren't for the people of later generations to take the initiative to unblock it, it would probably never get out of trouble. 】

[But if the holy day goes out, all that needs to be done is sacrifice. 】

[A strong man in the realm of gods wants to burn his own soul and re-ignite the burning fire in the holy day, so that it may be able to continue for tens of thousands of years. 】

In the beginning, the burning sacred wood burned chaos and created the world.

Today, the sacred tree is dead, but the corpse also has the ability to burn things and create things.

The soul is a tool for the world to strengthen itself, as well as a tool for intelligent life to be transcendent. The world and the intelligent life coexist and win-win, and the sacred tree is a composite of the world and the intelligent life. For the sacred tree, the soul is an extremely special existence, its fuel, fertilizer, and the foundation of existence.

The box has been opened several times.

The initial message of the fairy was opened by the brave men who wanted to save the world at the end of the generations.

No matter what method is used, the cycle of the era is still continuing, the holy day is extinguished and rekindled, generation after generation continues a new era, the continuation of this long dead, but the world is too thorough.

At the end of the memory of the first fairy is a series of rituals to rekindle the world.

Su Zhou remembered it, and then sighed softly.

The Northland tribes, those called the barbarians, are the descendants of those demigods in the first era.

They have the blood factor in their bodies, which originated from the original part of the sacred tree. Therefore, as the dragon of twilight that is the remnant of the sacred tree, the incarnation of natural disasters will pay attention to them and get close subconsciously.

Shenmu never hated the gods, but he didn't want to live anymore.

The Northland tribe has embarked on the path of nothingness because of the will of the dragon of dusk, but like the gods, because of the continuation of the'ethnic group', it has been unable to truly step into nothingness and self-destruction. Instead, they chose to bring nothingness and destruction. To everyone on the mainland.

All the answers have been revealed.

"The burning sacred tree on the Xiguang Tower is essentially awakened by the imprint of the tree of the avenue."

Leaving the memory of the original fairy, Su Zhou returned to the real world with a dazed face, as if he was still remembering the dawn of the content.

Faced with the eager, nervous and curious gazes of the Holy Day Pope and Zhuguang Sect leader, Su Zhou did not speak for the time being, but frowned, thinking intently: "Although in theory, the sacred tree can be planted even if it is thrown into the sun. The Shenmu who lives, but doesn't want to live, is a different matter-besides me, I am afraid that no one can handle it."

"On the holy day, the sacred tree still has a trace of vitality... that is the vitality that the mortal heroes of the immortal realm have continued to use their souls. It is precisely because of this vitality that the holy day can continue to burn and bring the world. Come to the light."

In the past, the gods created the practice system in the hope that mortals can achieve eternal immortality, spend a long time with them, and exist to the end of time.

Now, the gods have long since disappeared, and the immortal ascendants who have cultivated through the ages have burned themselves in order to continue the world.

Su Zhou raised his head, he opened his eyes and looked at the few people in front of him.

Zhuguang teaches the first Ebonyin, the alchemist who has transformed himself into a robot. The method of continuity they explored by themselves is to transform all human beings into a construct so that they can endure the extreme cold after the sun. , And only need the fuel and energy that still exist on the earth to last a long time.

They have created a method of separating nuclear fuel in the sea through source energy technology. As long as the crystallization of the holy sun is used as a guide, the nuclear fuel in the sea is sufficient for mechanized human civilization to use for millions of years.

In the Holy Day Pope, they intend to abandon the body and exist in a pure soul state. The three sages system can be transformed into a soul world that is close to heaven, in which the souls of all people in the world are packed to form a perfect spiritual world of the underworld.

At that time, the dense source energy between the heaven and the earth will become the foundation for the easy existence of the soul world, greatly reducing the consumption of the soul space, and the wise men in the soul space can also get relevant permissions to control the spiritual body that can be formed in the outside world. The carrier of the soul world, the three wise men system is repaired, modified, and even upgraded.

As long as the source energy environment of Aian World does not change much, they can also exist until they destroy themselves.

Needless to say, the Northland tribes are essentially following the self-call of the World Tree and want to destroy the world as soon as possible.

The people who were killed in the middle were nothing more than the accumulation of hatred between the Northlanders and others for countless years, and it had nothing to do with dusk.

Twilight never advises the family members to kill people-but only the hatred and nihilism that makes people angry and desperate to destroy the world will let normal people fall into the twilight.

This is a rather helpless paradox.

From the information of the Zhuguang Cult and the Holy Day Church, Su Zhou also knew that the plan behind the East China Sea nobles was to sneak into a large hollow area near the terrain through a weak point in the sea. There, the geothermal heat will last for hundreds of thousands of years without cooling down, or even longer.

Even if the holy day dissipates, they can survive underground for countless years relying on geothermal heat, just like the Nine Profound Realm on the earth, living in the lava of the mantle.

Although the southern nobles were suppressed and divided by the empire several times, at the beginning, this group of people did have their own plans-they prepared a huge life gathering ceremony, and then they could gather the vitality of the residents in the entire mobile city. In a small number of people, let them become the ultimate life that can survive even if the sun goes out.

This is the simplest but also the most feasible method-transform yourself into an undead beast, and you will naturally be immortal.

It sounds familiar, but Su Zhou feels that solipsist villains all over the world are so stupid, so he didn't think about it.

And the empire.

"Empire, what path did you choose?"

Lifting his head, Su Zhou looked at the center of the sky and the earth, where the sacred tree used to be, which is now the Montasini mountain range.

His eyes were bright, and there seemed to be lava surging behind his pupils.

On the other side, although the leader of Zhuguang didn’t get Su Zhou’s answer about the initial memory of the fairy, he was as smart as him. He had guessed that Su Zhou already knew the ancient secrets in the memory of the fairy. I learned how the ancients solved the problem of extinguishing the Holy Sun.

Therefore, he walked to Su Zhou's side, raised his head, and guided him to a ray of light flashing at the end of the sky.

"Did you see it? The tower that emits light."

Aiboyin said softly, his tone solemnly: "The world's largest source energy condensing facility'Babel' in E'an, and the world's largest source energy furnace core in E'an,'burning torch.' That is what they operate. The brilliance of the time."

"According to Asmodeus XIII, when the Spirit Burning Torch is running at full power, everything in the world can be burnt, and everything can be used as fuel and converted into pure energy."

"This incredible giant melting pot, whether it is trees, stones, souls, or sea water, can all burn-the guy who claims to be the sun emperor, thinks that the holy day in the sky will go out as soon as it goes out. Create a brand new sun on the ground."

"even."

Having said this, the Holy Day Pope took the words, he let out a sigh, and said solemnly: "Even the wreckage of the Holy Day will be burned out in the future."

Crazy plan.

But Su Zhou didn't think it was strange.

The heart of the giant source energy furnace, the source engine that burns all things, is not surprising to the transcendence. He also has an antimatter engine on his body that can be used to push the moon. Using the world as fuel to maintain the world couldn't be simpler.

According to this statement, the empire’s plan is the most complete and the one with the highest progress-just when most other forces have only a plan and have not yet fully begun to prepare for implementation, the Asmodian Empire has already put the Tower of Babel And the burning torch is finished.

"The soul is the crop of the world, maybe he really found a correct path that can last the longest."

Su Zhou commented on a sentence without any emotion, and then added: "If there were no me, this would be the case."

The Holy Day Pope and Zhuguang Sect leader shrugged, which is why they did not openly become enemies of the empire.

Everyone has the idea of ​​wanting to live, and everyone has a way to save their own people. If your own can't do it, then see if others can do it.

In order to achieve their respective goals, they will have contradictions, competition, and even fight and kill, but in essence they are all for existence.

Su Zhou also understood why the Sun Emperor was aggressive, except that the Northern Barbarians and Yanshuang Army had the idea of ​​openly rebelling against him, the other forces were holding a subtle wait-and-see attitude.

He must also admit that if he doesn't have his own words, there is a great chance that the Sun Emperor's plan will succeed, and he will be able to successfully save the many races in the world of Aian, and use the burning torch as the sun to illuminate all beings.

Yes, this thing does burn souls.

But when the holy day is extinguished, who cares about everyone's equality?

Since the emperor chose the demonized as fuel, let them be burned, human nature will be like this at that time, and the overly noble morals will be beaten by reality.

Therefore, Su Zhou's thoughts and ideas will be regarded by the empire who knows this truth as a model of innocence, ignorance, and impossible success.

but.

There are two points, enough to make Su Zhou have enough confidence to face the sun emperor and criticize his actions.

The first point is very simple. As a professional tree planter, a contemporary day tree person, he Su Zhou has planted a brand-new burning **** wood-good guy, that tree really grows into another world, no problem, he Worry about what holy day will go out?

The second point is even simpler.

Su Zhou hadn't forgotten that in the perfect deduction of Dawn, the Sun Emperor had messed up the whole world for hundreds of years, and finally turned into fragments of the world that collapsed into the void.

Therefore, turning his head to the side, Su Zhou looked at the two old men who introduced him to the Tower of Babel and the burning torch, and asked intriguingly a question.

"Everyone."

He said: "In the first memory of the fairies, it was the gods who chose to betray and kill the sacred tree for their own existence."

"So is there a possibility, that is, for my own existence, in the face of the huge energy of the burning torch, the Sun Emperor will choose to burn the world to achieve himself?"

"what?!"

Hearing Su Zhou's words, the two popes and the head of the pope were taken aback. The two people who were very familiar with each other looked at each other slightly, and they already knew what Su Zhou and Fu Xiao had seen in the memory of the first goblins~ www.readwn.com~ And what is the meaning of his question.

But even so, the Holy Day Pope still frowned: "No... he is the emperor of the empire after all."

"If you don't have subjects, can you still be called the emperor?"

Su Zhou shook his head slightly: "Although the Sun Emperor has not done so yet, I cannot deny this from the inference."

"After all, you need to know-that's the emperor."

In Su Zhou's heart, the shadow of a monster that had been beheaded in the world of Shenmu in the past emerged.

The ‘devil emperor’ who has turned his entire empire into a magic land for his own longevity and devours all his people!

The words of the tree of the avenue also appeared in his mind.

"Life is like this...Even so ugly, it is the family of Shenmu."

Slightly shook his head, Su Zhou naturally did not intend to share all his past with the two popes, but he could tell them what he saw and heard in the memory of the first goblin and tell them his true hole cards. , Get the two strong sources correctly.

However, at this moment, an accident happened.

The earth began to hum slightly.

Perceiving a slight tremor from the south, Su Zhou, the Pope of the Holy Sun, and Grand Master Eboin all raised their heads and looked towards the horizon of the Northwest Wasteland.

With their gaze and perception far beyond ordinary people, they can easily see the far side, those steel fleets that are constantly growing and approaching.

"It's the Third Army!"

The pope narrowed his eyes slightly, and the old man said solemnly.

In the imperial army, the elite of the elite, the pro-army who once followed the Sun Emperor and seized the emperor's position for him.

The Third Army is approaching this land with a roar that makes the world tremble.