Eight hundred and seventieth chapters burning star
The world is burning...
The sound of soldiers fighting with the "Destroyers" continued to be heard in the distance, but soon everything fell into a dead silence.
The gradually approaching aura of death caused the original energy liquid in my body to solidify.
There seems to be some kind of malfunction in my communication apparatus, and it can no longer function normally.
For the first time, I understood the concept called "suffocation" that those flesh and blood beings talk about without any teacher.
Yes, at that moment I, Ganzemus, who did not need to breathe, felt suffocated for the first time...
My body is covered with a deep patina - it is the extreme fear of death and destruction, and also the confusion about where our Ganzemus family will go...
I never thought that we would face our end like this.
Of course I know the concept of doomsday. Although our civilization seems very indifferent to it, human civilization still leaves its mark.
To this day, whenever I think of that day, my body still trembles uncontrollably, as if I have lost something...
I know that as the newly born leader of the last line of the Ganzemus tribe, many people cannot understand what I am saying.
Yes, I am indeed strong now, and I can freely control 95.3% of the material particles I know.
But I know that when I escaped from my plane, I must have been missing something...
Lost forever...
In addition, there is also a planet that belongs to us Ganzemus...
The "Destroyer" ate it like it was a delicious metal core...
——"The Last Civilization of Ganzemus"
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In a universe that is forever filled with depth and chaos, countless stars are emitting or refracting their own light.
And now, this planet of metallic life begins to burn violently!
Just like at this moment, it is no longer the planet that gave birth to metallic life, but is trying to twist into a miniature star.
Violent energy fluctuations produce light and heat, penetrating the darkness of the universe, and will travel to the distant star fields, bringing them the most traces of this star's existence.
At this time, Yi Qiu, who had transformed into a super giant warrior monk, looked calmly at the world that was being destroyed in front of him.
In fact, he never thought about destroying the world.
Metal lifeforms are not completely evil, they also have neutral and good-biased existences.
However, it is obvious that their camp concepts are all endowed with a certain degree of strong aggression when targeting foreign entities.
Yi Qiu recognized their will to protect the material world, and he understood the meaning behind this aggression.
Regarding their behavior of attacking him, Yi Qiu gave a normal response to the provocateur.
For those who believe in kindness, Yi Qiu's behavior is an evil act that is on the verge of judgment.
After all, the area where Yi Qiu is now belongs to the home planet of metallic life.
From this perspective, Yi Qiu can undoubtedly be judged as an intruder.
But just like Yi Qiu's definition of himself, he never binds himself with evil and kindness.
Like now: he destroyed every metallic being that dared to attack him and whose retinas glowed red.
In fact, these only account for less than one-third of the metallic life population.
But the remaining metal lives all chose to escape or engage in other behaviors.
They lost the courage to fight Yi Qiu because the deaths of too many of their own kind proved something cruel to them.
But they were not willing to let this invader succeed. Under the command of some kind of collective will, they burned together with the plane...
"Death or destruction is certainly scary enough... But in this world, no material can subdue the body of Ganzemus... When we can no longer protect it all, then let us give the invader the final blow.
Destruction!" - Ganzemus-Dral
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When he was in the material world, Yi Qiu had destroyed some evil mortal creatures in some form of violence.
At that time, what he was worried about was more about the fluctuations of civilization in the material world and the dangers that such fluctuations might cause to him.
Perhaps there are still some thoughts about mortal things that he has not let go of, giving him a strong bond.
So even though Yi Qiu later became an extraordinary monk and a legendary monk, he ultimately destroyed only a handful of evil mortal things in the material world:
He needs to consider the impact of his actions on mortal society.
After all, it is his home.
But if the relevant civilization in the material world does not put any substantial restrictions on this kind of killing of evil people.
For the former Yi Qiu, he would not mind giving it the purest destruction.
But now, when Yi Qiu discovers that the mineral essence born from the corpse of metal life is beneficial to him, Yi Qiu will naturally not worry about the impact of metal life civilization.
He mercilessly killed those evil metal life forms, and also dealt the same destruction to those metal life forms that dared to attack him.
Just like the deep colors in the vast sea of his soul, when he encounters the brilliance of light, he will also refract it with the same light.
But if this refraction behavior is defined as light, it is obviously not convincing enough.
Yi Qiu touched his bald head. There was no fluctuation of will in his light golden eyes.
The subtle destruction of metal was not caused by Yi Qiu himself.
But it is obviously nonsense to say that it has nothing to do with Yi Qiu.
However, Yi Qiu looked at the core of the plane that was gradually condensing in the void, and he put it into his backpack with ease...
The will that has been transformed from the thinking of mortal things still contains the nobility and despicability of that ancient civilization.
Pure light and shadow rarely fail to show its majesty in the human world.
It is intertwined with mortal sin and punishment, and tells countless turbulent stories for that ancient civilization.
And Yi Qiu just continued some of the spirit they passed down.
Perhaps for a plane, its most important influence on a life is not its bloodline, which may be different from other planes.
After all, whether it is a warlock or a mage, bloodline has never been a sacred realm that cannot be controlled.
Perhaps more often, its impact on a creature is the imprint of its civilization and social values on the consciousness of life.
It is like some kind of invisible but strong enough bond, guiding the wanderers far away from the plane in their final direction.
Some people let go during this process and chose to integrate with their native plane.
But some people persevered and used different thinking and value models to write their own legends in a different world.
As for Yi Qiu, he made his decision very early...
Looking at the gradually extinguishing light of the planet, Yi Qiu opened his backpack:
Inside, a large amount of mineral essence dropped by metal life glows with the fluorescence of magical substances...