Xiling Empire

Black sun interior.

"We have entered this unrecognizable area."

Suddenly Sandora said this while the Admiral was sailing smoothly.

"Come in?" I looked around in surprise. "Nothing has changed."

The area we are in now is a space platform at the top of the Empire, and a light blue energy shield protects it. The Empire Soy Sauce and Zerathu are standing on this platform, trying to observe the dark sun. What a spectacular sight appeared.

But there was nothing. We were still surrounded by darkness. I didn't feel that I had entered the inside of an extremely large celestial body. I originally thought that a star shell with a dark red light would suddenly appear on the head ...

Shallow is also a look of disappointment. The novelty that had just been stunned for a long time now disappears all of a sudden: "So boring ... Sure enough, as Sandora said, nothing can be seen here."

"If you really see the scene on the inner shell of the star, you will be scared to cry."

Sandora held her arms and looked at Shallowly with a smile, and the latter immediately tussled her with a demonstration: "Then I will change my personality."

... this solution is invincible.

"This is just the outer area of ​​the black sun, but the invalidation of the rules has begun to take shape," Sandora said, ordering the flagship to release a small drone, which was assigned a special identification code. Make it impossible to avoid the violation of the law of chaos, "You see."

That drone started as a shining light spot before our eyes, but soon it made a puzzling change: it became a huge metal cone, and then instantly became a burning fireball, The fireball quickly burned into a large mass of ice, then turned into a pure light and began to dissipate, eventually passing by the fleet in the form of a group of rapidly passing comets.

"Well, this is a relatively common situation. The form of matter changes, but sometimes it may become such an abstract thing as time, knowledge, energy, direction, and degree. At that time, it seems to you to disappear directly. . "

I heard a shallow grunt beside me and drooled, and then she clasped my arms tightly.

"Don't be afraid," Sandora smiled and comforted the young girl scared by this weird world. "First, you are a high-ranking apostle accepted by the spirit race. The universal rules of the world have determined your Immune conditions. Second, your time force also belongs to the basic law. In this place where everything is denied, the basic law is the most powerful weapon, and it can have almost everything. "

The Empire Fleet slowly sneaked in endless darkness. This is already the interior of the Black Sun-or the interior of the "data stack area", which is equivalent to a section of the computer's memory with no address error area. Sailing in it is Dangerous, even the spirit army that is immune to chaotic rules must be careful. After all, we are only immune to chaotic laws, not the rules themselves-everything here is still in order for us, but Things in order do not necessarily harm us.

Especially in the case of a "revelation".

"It's really quiet here."

The older sister sighed in a low voice.

"That's because there is no interference here. If anything breaks into the dark sun at this time, the chaotic rules here will make it a grand carnival, which is definitely quite lively."

Sandora used a very bland tone to explain the speciality inside the black sun, and Zeratul whispered something beside him. The sound sounded hoarse but peaceful, with a sense of calm rhythm.

"He is praying for those missing soldiers and the ancient spaceships of Kernaga."

Sandora said to me in a spiritual connection.

"Pseudo-existence zones are about to appear. Please be prepared for impact resistance."

The mechanized battleship broadcast suddenly sounded, and then the shield above our heads changed from light blue to a flickering gold color-that's the glare that occurs when the energy rises sharply.

"The pseudo-existence zone is something unique to the black sun," Sandora explained without letting us panic. "Although the interior of the black sun is full of chaotic rules that are no longer understood by the world, even garbled characters often have Self-explanatory self-explanatory structures exist. This is the case of pseudo-existence zones. The chaotic laws and misconceptions in the black sun are mixed together. Occasionally, they will form a temporarily stable and descriptive attitude, as if by accident in turbulence The calm surface of the water, this aggregate of short-term laws of law is called a pseudo-existence zone, and it may last for a short time or it may exist forever-if the series of chaotic laws that constitute it just form a simple time logic , This pseudo-existence zone can exist forever in a self-consistent manner. "

"It's true, my Majesty," attracted by our topic, Tavel suddenly took over from the public channel, her quality projection stood next to us, and seemed to be disturbed quite seriously, "I'm in the Empire Database He even found a very interesting record: A certain Schilling expedition team exploring the black celestial body had penetrated into the interior of a dark sun reaching 10 billion years old and accidentally found a fairly stable pseudo-existence zone there. It also gave birth to a civilization born in the law of chaos. That civilization is even building its own model of the universe. They set the world to six dimensions-that is the full dimension of that pseudo-existence zone. They think the universe is egg-shaped and its core The stable area is their galaxy, and the outer chaotic area is egg white. They firmly believe that going through that layer of chaos can break the egg shell, and then come to live outside the better and wider egg shell ... "

Suddenly I was attracted by the description of Tavel. You know, there is no fun in this boring dark voyage: "What then? What happened to this civilization?"

Tavel shrugged: "As soon as they entered the zone of chaos, they would be completely extinct. They could not have the power to fight the laws. They rushed into the area and completely destroyed their fragile orderly homeland. At that time, the imperial expedition team seemed to have tried to save them. , But only time to take a few photos of those little intelligent lives. "

We were silent for a few seconds, and my elder sister suddenly whispered, "This story is not funny at all-continue your work."

As a thorough researcher, Tavel doesn't know why we look a bit unhappy, but the obedience in the spirit of the Apostles of the Spirit kept her from asking, and the female researcher bowed to us and gradually disappeared into the air.

"Life is really fragile."

The older sister sighed with some sadness. This was the case since childhood. The older sister always fell into such a sentimental state occasionally, and began to sympathize with any stranger who just heard and couldn't hit the bar—I can even imagine In the beginning, I was also one of such strangers, of course, now we are the closest relatives.

"Everything is fragile," Sandora rarely said in a spirited proverb, "so everything can become stronger."

I vaguely remember this sentence from a very famous figure in the Empire. This great man summarized in one sentence what kind of mentality the fragile mortal civilization should hold in the face of fate. After searching in the database for a long time, I finally I found the name of the great man who said this, and then suddenly ...

Sandor, please don't show such intoxication when you say your famous words

The spacecraft shook slightly, but it may also be my hallucination. We have touched the pseudo-existence zone. The original boundless darkness has changed a little, and some of the essence that can be described appears around us.

"We are 'fishing.' This is a relatively easy to understand statement. In fact, this process should be called spatial filtering, which is a technique to remove debris from chaotic space."

Sandora said, pointing us in the direction of the reconnaissance unit in front. The small spaceships of the vanguard were emitting blue and white haloes around them. These haloes were like searchlights, lighting up the chaotic space, let They showed decomposable edges from a three-dimensional level, so many "things" began to show their own outlines in the endless chaotic darkness.

I'm really curious, what can be salvaged from the interior of a star? Does anyone live and work in a nuclear reactor of hundreds of millions of degrees?

But since this black solar energy releases some kind of energy called "Revelation", maybe there is something weird inside it, maybe ...

It's like Sandora's way of describing it, something weird was 'saved' and sent to our eyes.

Something that looks like a long sword, pieces of armor, crystal wreckage, and a simple light blob—no mass or strength, but it exists constantly, as if set by a bunch of parameters in a computer Same as point light source.

"This is ... their thing?"

While I was still trying to guess how a bunch of medieval equipment appeared inside a star, Sandora's surprised voice directly interrupted our association.

The elder sister quickly turned her head and sent a deep gaze to Zeratu, who was very clever, knowing that some of the ultimate secrets were not what I should know. The richly experienced dark templar gave us a gift, low Say: "I will wait for the gospel you brought ..."

"Who's this?" After Zarato left the platform, Qian Qian couldn't wait to ask. In just a few seconds, the girl who had no steering wheel in mind had already made up more than four gs for these cold weapon brains. Backstory.

"Protoss, Star Protoss," Sandora carefully took out a long-skinned sword from the antigravity field. This thing seemed to have decayed, but when Sandora touched it, she was dazzling. The light erupted from the sword, and when I returned to my mind after a second, the weapon in Sandola's hand had become a one-meter-long, finely decorated straight-edged sword, "This is The weapons commonly used by their captain-level commanders are immortal and can be used to cut everything.

When the light on this artifact (the real artifact) lights up, I think of another thing that cannot be hit by eight poles: Ding-Dang pointing at "Why Artifacts Are Glowing-Little Common Knowledge of Life You Did Not Know" One book explained the problem of artifact glow when I taught common sense.

"... Artifacts need to shine because they all have an automatic cleaning function ~~~ The light on the artifacts is used for automatic maintenance. It can effectively remove various stubborn stains ~~~"

Look at Sandor's brand new sword, I believe it.

"This place is the battlefield."

After letting go of the super-weapon that had been self-renewing, said to be able to ignore any obstruction, and has the "cut-off" attribute at the level of the law, Sandora looked around the still dark and said decisively.

The battlefield, the battlefields of the gods-to what extent do the gods hurt, have to run into the sun to fight?

When I raised this question, Sandora shook her head with a smile and explained, "It's not that they ran into the sun to fight, even the Spirit apostle could go sightseeing in a dark sun without any damage. Those protoss who are stronger than us do not take the sun seriously. Strictly speaking, they fight or even when the sun does not exist. This star has no honor to be used by the gods as a battlefield. It should It just happens to be on the battlefield ... Well, in this way, the birth of this black sun can also be explained. It was formed by the aftermath of the battle of the gods that destroyed their own laws. "

I was shocked by this news. This was the first time I faced the power of the gods more intuitively. Just the aftermath of the battle turned a star into a black sun that lost its laws, and even formed a chaotic little inside. The world, although compared with the authority that they can easily modify the world, such destruction is only a routine, but as a personal force, this is already sensational.

Even from the perspective of the Apostles of the Spirit, it was sensational.

"Who is fighting them? Abyss?"

Watching Sandora carefully identify the ancient weapons that may have been billions of years old, I asked curiously, the latter's knowledge in this area is obviously very rich, and she easily identified the weapons on the weapons. Mark, release them into different categories, and hold up the light ball of light-now I know that it is a shining light that has not burst out because it was created directly by the law of the gods, So this magic has formed some self-explanatory self-consistent system, and it will never dissipate unless it is also offset by the law.

"Not an abyss, but another protoss."

"Another protoss?" I exclaimed at the same time as Qianchan, "Isn't the astral protoss the only true god?"

"No, the Starfield Protoss is the true god, but it is not the only one. There are two branches of the Protoss. In addition to the Stars Gods, there is also a Protoss system called 'Huron'. Little is known, their contact with the Spirit Empire is almost zero, and we can even think of them as a story: the void is too big, and even the gods cannot control the entire void in their hands. "

I met with each other for a while, and my super-sister and my elder sister. I was deeply attracted by the secret that I had never heard of: "The two protoss are opposite?"

"In the past, they were rivals who did not share the sky, and they rejected each other as false gods and evil gods, but after all they belonged to the righteous deities that destroyed the abyss and protected the world. Now they have made peace, and the two protoss each manage the void. In the half of the world, although there are not many contacts, the relationship is still friendly-don't show that expression, the probability of the Huron Protoss being here is already zero, and the distance between them and the void can no longer be measured by distance. Just listen to them as a backstory. "

"I haven't heard of it, and Ding Dong hasn't mentioned it."

I scratched my hair. I was really interested in the sudden emergence of the system just now.

Sandola had a helpless expression on her face: "After all, it's Chen Chen's rotten millet thing. Maybe the little thing who only knows how to collect sweets and desserts may tell you these war histories in a hundred thousand? I guess she is in the history of the **** world Never failed in class "

...... This is nonsense, recording history with an infinitely long time. To be honest, the Protoss can start a history class. I already think they are too painful ...

"It is now certain that the history of this battlefield is really long enough."

My sister said, how many billion years would it take for a relic of two wars to go out?

And now I finally think of the "artifact" in the hands of Zeratu, and now the origin of that thing has finally been explained: the war between the Protoss has broken out in the Keplu area.

"Then why does it have revelation? If it is only a relic of war, it should be dead." Asked lightly curious baby, now Sandora has been used as a library by us, as the saying goes Ask Baidu indefinitely, ask rice buckets indefinitely about foreign affairs ... uh, that's the truth.

"I don't know ~ www.readwn.com ~ Sandora also shook her head." Everything here is chaotic. The basic laws of the universe have been ground into powder and then combined at will. The conventional theoretical models are not modified. It is impossible to fit the situation many times, and it takes time for the bubble to build a chaotic model. "

The Empire Fleet is still moving in the black sun, and we are beginning to encounter some scattered gray clouds. These may be the strongest nuclear reactions in the burning of the black sun. After all the light and heat have faded, these nuclear reaction clouds It seems as incomprehensible as a random splash of ink painting, but Sandora tells me that these are not the core of the nuclear furnace of the star. On the contrary, this is the area where sunspots are produced, because their reaction is too weak, so Can it be so clearly separated from the surrounding chaos, and the darkness that pervades it is the true nuclear furnace.

We are not standing in the ocean to see the isolated island, but standing on the mainland and watching a Wang Qingquan.

Salvage is still continuing, but it seems to have no meaning. Although the fighting of the gods here is the cause of the formation of the black sun, it seems to have nothing to do with the revelation. Fewer and fewer relics we have captured, and gradually, we break away This is the pseudo-existence zone formed by the residual power of the gods.

The law, again into chaos.