Chapter 801 This is the epochal disaster
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the light ball of the antimatter explosion was slightly different from the explosion of a hydrogen bomb.
The entire city did not emit an earth-shattering explosion, but was swallowed by an eerie absolute silence, followed by pure energy white light produced by the annihilation of matter and antimatter.
The streets disappeared, the parks disappeared, and the crisscrossing overpasses disappeared.
Tens of millions of lives, their fears, loves, memories, unspoken words, and unfulfilled dreams were completely annihilated in that white light without even a ripple.
There was no scream, no struggle, not even a trace of ash left!
The white light was like an infinitely large, absolutely clean eraser, erasing the city bit by bit from the map of the earth with unquestionable precision.
It advanced outward steadily and evenly, leaving behind only a lake of magma melted by high temperatures wherever it passed.
"No...no!" Several leaders of the Deep Blue Civilization cried out in grief, and in this instant they seemed to have aged hundreds of years.
They watched helplessly as a bright spot appeared in a small corner of Pangaea on the satellite image.
It is currently unknown whether those [gods] were killed in the explosion.
But the Deep Blue Civilization was thus erased from history.
No, it cannot be said to be an erasure from history.
The long river of history has undergone a subtle reversal. The original Deep Blue Civilization will be a stain on the history books. They want to escape and have some small actions in private. Because their own fighting faith is not firm, their "soul atrophy" is particularly serious.
But now they are martyred, and all the stains don't matter.
History will always remember this civilization.
They fired the first shot and bravely resisted the enemy. This first shot is of historical significance.
All the leaders of civilizations, senior military officers, and captains of major spaceships felt the strong atmosphere of sorrow and became angry.
"If our civilization encountered such a disaster..."
"No, the future is very long, we will definitely meet."
No matter what, in war, anger is always better than fear.
"No... don't leave us... If you all die, what's the point of us living?!" Several survivors of the Deep Blue Civilization burst into tears in the Fortress of Time. Their voices were as desolate as the wails of a wailing bird.
“Instead of living in disgrace in this world, it’s better to die together!” The leader was an acquired myth, with disheveled hair, his energy and spirit gone in an instant, and he even spat out a mouthful of blood from his chest.
There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart, when nothing else matters.
He suddenly punched himself in the chest with such force that he intended to punch through his heart.
The adjutants around him quickly hugged him, crying and saying, "Prime Minister, we still have people alive... We still have more than 10,000 diplomatic visitors and more than 40,000 soldiers on board... We still have people alive!"
The leader's eyes brightened slightly and he stopped his suicidal behavior.
Yes, he still has that little concern.
Fifty thousand people...Deep Blue Civilization, there are still fifty thousand people.
In the past, 50,000 people would have had a chance to rise again, but in these troubled times, they can only live under the protection of others and can no longer enjoy the prosperity of the past.
The entire era disaster was over after they only experienced an opening ceremony.
He roared with all his strength: "I, the Deep Blue Civilization, will not be a running dog!"
The leader's roar was so loud that it shook the entire etheric network. Even the weak civilizations in some remote areas could faintly hear a voice in their minds.
The turtle people of the Kame civilization and several old men of the Tieyao civilization couldn't help but feel compassion, as they had witnessed too many similar scenes.
But you have to know that this is just the first victim of the tide of the times. In the future, there will be more civilizations that will be destroyed and no one will even know when they perished.
This is the disaster of the era!
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Lu Yuan witnessed this scene with his own eyes and sighed deeply.
His experience was not like that of the old alien, who had gone through so many eras. Behind him was the Green City and the human homeland. Seeing the other party's roar, he felt a sense of empathy and sadness.
But even if he was crazy now, it was impossible for him to run billions of miles to avenge the Deep Blue Civilization.
He must rush back to his city and let ordinary citizens seek refuge in the north!
The importance of the North is much greater than other places.
"Things have their priorities. I have to do more important things."
"The epochal disaster can only be overcome by unity. I cannot fight it alone."
[Mirror Brain] flickered slightly, calming him down from his overheated state.
What's more, he simulated the real reason why the officer of the Deep Blue Civilization wanted to self-destruct.
"If an entire civilization converts to God, the future is uncertain. No one knows whether what the other party says is true or false."
"And the Deep Blue civilization immediately became infamous and was erased from history."
A civilization must have its own cultural connotations, otherwise it cannot develop into a level five civilization.
If we become God's lackeys, can we still consider it our own civilization?
Some may feel that a miserable life is worse than a good death; others believe that culture is everything, and that spiritual strength is the key to immortality. Once you take refuge, you're like a cuckoo in someone else's nest, no longer your own.
"If we choose to self-destruct, Deep Blue Civilization will be forever remembered by history."
"Besides, there are indeed 50,000 people alive out there."
"As long as the United Legion wants to win the Epoch War, we cannot treat the 50,000 people of the Deep Blue Civilization unfairly. We must establish them as a banner."
"The survival of these fifty thousand people was the key reason they chose to self-destruct... Only by self-destructing could the fifty thousand survivors inherit the entire cultural heritage..."
After figuring this out, Lu Yuan had an idea: "If we follow this line of thinking, then mixing the populations of various civilizations is the right solution. Even if they are destroyed, there will still be survivors... and it can also stimulate the enthusiasm of the army to fight."
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[Running Dog?] In certain corners of Pangaea Continent, some shadowy creatures gave cold smiles, their voices tinged with irritation.
[If you don't want to be a running dog, there are plenty of people who can be! ]
If you don't convert to us, your 100,000-year history will be nothing left!
The explosion of the antimatter warehouse was so powerful that all the secondary [gods] standing in the city were directly blown into ashes.
But the explosion of this large warehouse was not a frontal attack.
When the antimatter exploded, it was blocked by a thick wall, so the launch speed was ultimately a level slower.
The [God] is an extremely powerful idealist creature, and its resurrection ability is based on "Tao transforming all living beings". As long as there is a trace of matter that is not destroyed and the idealist energy is endless, it can be resurrected again through a flower or a stone.
Of course, they were still injured, very seriously.
Some of them couldn't even maintain their original shape and turned into a puddle of mud.
One of them said silently: "We are seriously injured and not as strong as before. If we were to encounter an attack by a [Ghost]-level anomaly, we would probably be worn down to death."
[We must leverage more idealistic energy and allow more of our compatriots to escape the Moon's gravity in order to penetrate the defenses of Pangaea.]
[First, go and kill some low-level civilizations and repair yourself! ]
The black shadows looked at each other and went in all directions.
The weakest civilization is naturally the one hiding in the safe zone.
They are not even connected to the [Etheric Network], lack external communication, have slow technological progress, and at most have only a few hydrogen bombs.
This type of civilization is the largest in number!
They have been hiding all their lives and have never come out, and have no idea what is happening in the outside world.
Today, there is still no open safe zone in Pangaea, because the "world will" needs these civilizations to strengthen its own ecosystem.
But the "World Will" will not spend a lot of effort to protect them. After all, they have been given such a long time and they are still in their infancy. Proving their own value to the world is insignificant.
A shadowy black figure came to the front of the safe zone. With a slight "sizzle" sound, the light curtain was torn open, revealing the civilization inside.
The dark shadow attacked quickly.
This low-level civilization naturally had its share of talented individuals, all of whom had a sense of foreboding. Seeing the indestructible light curtain being torn apart like plastic paper, they were stunned. Communicators ran around howling, "The light curtain has been torn apart! Monsters are rushing into the city!"
[God] cannot be looked directly at, even a lesser [God] cannot be looked directly at.
A vast and powerful pressure appeared on everyone, making people involuntarily feel a sense of worship.
"attack!!!"
They did not even have the courage to detonate hydrogen bombs in their own cities and could only use some conventional gunpowder weapons.
[Hehe...] A cold laugh came from the sky above. This low-level civilization with no potential has no right to convert. It is just cattle and sheep to be slaughtered.
This indifferent smile carries a hint of expectation, just like before enjoying a big meal, one always has to place one's knife and fork, as a kind of ritual for intelligent life.
This secondary [God] comes from the Rouen civilization, the Sixth Era, and has already experienced three era disasters, this is the fourth.
Its original choice turned Pangu Continent into a sea of blood and corpses. Now that it has come to this, its heart is harder than iron and stone, and it would not blink an eye when killing millions of lives.
"Boom boom!" The artillery fired shells, but they were too weak, really too weak. Those shells shot into the sky, like a drop in the ocean, and even the sound of the explosions was sporadic.
Then the black shadow quickly grew in size and enveloped the city. In just three seconds, everyone inside was dead!
The scene was horrific. Corpses fell to the ground and turned into mummies. All the blood and souls disappeared.
But it was still not satisfied. The soul quality of the low-level civilizations was too poor. In addition, the blood sacrifice rules were sealed at the moment, so it had to eat many civilizations to make up for the consumption after the antimatter attack.
"That was the Sixth Era, the betrayer of Rouen civilization!"
"You beast, how dare you eat people here! You have long forgotten the glory of your civilization!"
In the universe, a starry port teleported over. Its leader hated the Rouen civilization so much that he immediately used the fastest light-speed weapon, the "gamma-ray burst".
A beam of white light fell from the sky and hit the city of low-level civilization.
Light-speed weapon, perception means hit.
Light, a light of absolute death, the earth began to burn, emitting an indescribable, overly bright, bluish-white color.
The terrifying light swallowed up the sun, the clouds, and all colors.
The world became a uniform paleness drenched in strong light.
No one cares whether there are any survivors in the cities of low-level civilizations. Even the "Deep Blue Civilization" has been wiped out. This unknown low-level civilization is just a ripple of the times.
After the light, five giant soldiers with a height of one hundred meters and a mass of one million tons fell from the sky.
This is the most powerful war weapon of the United Legion, called the "Delta-Ether Armor". Each one is equipped with a disposable "Pangu's Hand". The driver must reach the acquired myth level, with high-performance armor and the blessing of Pangu's will, to be able to fight against these secondary [gods].
The Giant God's sensors lit up, scanning the city that was reduced to a sea of fire.
"A trace amount of idealistic radiation was detected... The gamma-ray burst did indeed hit the enemy, but whether it was killed remains to be seen."
"Activate high-performance detection equipment."
A drop of ghost's blood was released from a crystal-shaped container. When it came into contact with the air, it expanded like a balloon. Soon, it turned into a baby with a blood-red body but an expressionless face.
The baby looked coldly at the many giant soldiers, as if they would attack at any time.
Many Giant God Soldiers also stared at this, the black gun barrel radiated high temperature.
This is a terrifying existence called [Mother-Child Ghost]. Every drop of its blood can give birth to a child.
[Ghosts] will target [Gods] as their first targets of attack; but if there are no [Gods] around, they will attack the surrounding living beings.
Recruiting land!
[Mother and Child Ghost] moved!
This baby made of blood crawled on the ground with its hands and feet at an extremely fast speed, like a whirlwind.
Many Giant God pilots were shocked: "Such a brutal attack, and it still didn't completely kill the enemy."
They have a deeper understanding of this terrible enemy.
At this moment, the first stage of the disaster broke out completely. 14,000 secondary [Gods] began to move around in Pangu Continent like a virus. Countless civilizations hiding in safe zones in the Central Continent, Western Continent, Southern Continent and Northern Border were pulled out.
These unaware civilizations had no power to resist at all. The so-called "safe zone" was no longer safe. Neither space distortion nor light curtain could stop the enemy.
It’s so tragic!
All over the continent, civilization was shattered, corpses were everywhere, and it was like hell on earth.
There are indeed a lot of star ports, and the number of "Delta-Ether Armor" and acquired myth-level pilots is far more than in previous eras. However, faced with this disease-like spread, it is inevitable that they are stretched to the limit and there is a serious shortage of human resources.
Some civilizations have engaged in battle with the [Gods], but without reaching the fourth level of civilization, they ultimately lack the power to resist...
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(End of this chapter)
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