This war is destined not to end anytime soon.
In the eyes of "all living beings", what dies is the living being, what disappears is the soul, and what is destroyed are countless lives and emotions.
In the eyes of the "king", what dies is the vitality, what disappears is the reserve capital, and what is destroyed is the goal and the meaning of time.
What they consider at different levels is also different.
The battlefield between them became a place that devoured each other's power, and endless lives were annihilated in it.
Time passes day by day.
The contest between the two forces in the vast universe gradually becomes balanced.
A cruel balance.
Robots rely on portals and productivity to deliver endless armies.
And under the command of Xing Mang, or rather Xing Kui Xiang Yang, the interstellar coalition is also sending troops.
Projecting the troops he can afford.
This kind of delivery intensity is enough to maintain even if it lasts for tens of thousands of years!
It didn't touch his roots.
Although it is difficult, you can still persevere!
He believes that as long as he waits, the situation will be broken!
Can Yang was named the war leader. He knew that the mysterious woman had an unparalleled "brain" and her "processing speed" was something he couldn't even match. He was obviously no match for scheming, and all he wanted now was stability.
This war continues like this day by day, protracted...
The battlefield fluctuates, sometimes getting bigger and sometimes smaller.
Occasionally, even the "God Realm Passage" cannot accommodate them. I don't know when but they will kill them and go back.
When they brought the war to a certain equilibrium point, the flames of war finally stabilized, the bodies of the sacrificed soldiers were returned, and the soldiers who had been fighting for a long time were able to rest.
"The mechanical race uses machines as its body, systems as its brain, and life forms...
Self-contained civilization. Mechanical civilization:
Machine life imitates thinking. It cannot think and can only improve and upgrade itself through existing rules and science. The half-finished way of thinking questions itself. Humans question intelligent life and question the 'way of heaven'. They naturally hate natural intelligent life forms."
"Maybe... that's why they came here..."
"It's just a senseless killing that follows instinct..."
"Maybe they're a little pathetic?"
Some people shook their heads and smiled with unknown meaning.
"Where is their home planet?"
"...Your Majesty!?"
After thinking for a while, he said: "Their behavior may be a bit extreme, but...after all, they are still rare lucky ones. After all, a complete machine intelligent civilization is not easy to come by."
They may not be easier than a naturally formed intelligent life group.
"..."
The setting sun stood aside and remained silent. Ever since he took charge of this battle, he was completely different from before. He seemed to be a different person. The discussions of the people around him seemed to have nothing to do with him. Those words seemed to have entered his mind. The ears, it seems, are just a whiff of wind.
Yaya, who transformed into a white snake, was coiled on the carved dragon beam pillars. She looked at the discussion of the people in the hall with her snake head. However, after a while, the little white snake yawned greatly! This yawn made its golden scales glitter all over its body, and it was stunned. It is about to grow two pairs of wings!
Can Yang, who was thinking with his eyebrows down, raised his brows. He followed the golden light from the corner of his eyes and saw the snake on the dragon column. His eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking of.
After the palace meeting is over.
Everyone dispersed.
A brilliance shot from the main hall!
A pretty lady came quietly.
This time she didn't turn into various magical creatures that others couldn't even name, but just a woman.
A simple and unadorned woman.
Lively and elegant.
Almost no one knows who "she" is.
She jumped and sat down on the steps, holding her head with one hand on her legs. She looked at the layered sky, and there seemed to be some memories buried in the pink-orange sunset.
She still vaguely remembers that figure in the wind-swept field filled with peach blossoms...
Those are the few friends she has...
Chapter completed!