Take Taobao with you to another world

Chapter 484 The Coming of the End

Astaros was the adopted son of his previous king, and he looked like a boy when he first appeared. People naturally thought that he was the son of the king. For some time there was never any doubt about his bloodline.

Higher humans are superior to any other race in the world—this is what they have been born with.And Astaros has always been one of the best, he is so powerful, so smart, so handsome, and born with majesty, it is easy to rule the hearts of the people, and becoming the king is what everyone expects - at least the nobles did not find another one who could match him comparable candidates.

The most meaningful and extensive influence of Astaros during his reign was that he presided over the Great Migration Plan, which was related to the life and death of the human race, and took this planning that spanned nearly a thousand years forward a big step forward.He opened the passage to the other world. In the short confrontation with the human race in the other world, the higher human race obtained necessary and detailed information about the other world, and buried the necessary arrangements for future migration, making time and space possible. Accurate positioning, and echoing with the breakthrough of this side of the world, made the Great Migration plan go smoothly to where it is today, only the last step.

But the more successful it was, the more uneasy the nobles became. They left behind the first family members who had obtained the decree of the king and slept in the radiation range of the space passage, and drove out thousands of species they thought were inferior. Going to another world, I feel that they can not only survive in the other world, but their strength has not weakened.This gave them a guarantee of confidence, but there was always a lingering worry in the hearts of the high-ranking nobles.

The power possessed by Astaros is almost equal to his desire for power. Since he ascended the throne, he has taken back the authority granted to the nobles by the kings of the past dynasties one by one. Stability and formal unity. However, for the nobles who have always maintained relative independence and freedom in the long history, the stability and unity caused by the high pressure of the upper class are heavy shackles.

If wearing such shackles can benefit the future of the human race as a whole, it is not unbearable.At least a considerable part of the high-level human race is willing to endure this. However, when Astaros pushed hard and controlled the process of opening and sealing the space channel for 200 years, the nobles discovered a secret that shocked them extremely.

Astaros is not human.

His inhuman identity is deeply hidden, even if there are clues before that—his talent is beyond the record, and his unconditional domination of nobles cannot be explained by common sense.No matter how powerful and ancient the bloodline was, they had to submit to him. However, they traced his bloodline and found that no one knew where it came from except the dead king of the previous generation.Such an unidentified alien not only has the power to rule the human race, but also can directly mobilize the floating city at will, regardless of the nobles' authority over the territory.Just like pruning the branches and leaves, he attacked and cut off the rebels who hindered his rule during his reign, causing a total of fourteen cities to fall, and finally maintained the number of floating cities at 110.

He said it was to make the energy of the Millennium Project more balanced, and the nobles believed it. He said that although the passage had been opened, the air and land in the other world contained toxins that were not good for the human race. From the backhand to the final sealing of the passage, everything is his own, and no one is allowed to interfere, and the vast majority of people obeyed.

Even when the nobles entered the Palace of Immortality together, no one doubted that His Majesty the King was wholeheartedly planning the future for the human race.

Therefore, their motive for killing him was not because of impure blood, nor was his ability insufficient to complete the millennium plan, nor was he moody and cruel, nor was it because he appointed Duke Delderan as his successor, cutting off other The family's upward path—or maybe there are all these reasons, but they are never the main ones.

The aristocrats committed such insane and perfidious crimes for one very simple reason.

The human race can have a cruel, incompetent, and cowardly king, but they cannot have an inhuman, immortal, and most importantly, an "eternal" king.

As long as there are people still alive in the human race, "Astaros" will not die.As long as he exists for a day, he will suppress the human race for a day.He will always be on top to decide the internal order of the human race, power changes, and the future can be seen at a glance.The human race may thus gain long-term stability, reduce plots and killings, and devote more power to the development and growth of the race, and the human race will gain long-term benefits because this king has few selfish intentions and almost never makes mistakes.

Some people may be satisfied with this ruling order, but more people say "no".

Not only can a non-human decide their future, but also because the future given to the human race by this monster is so smooth and comfortable, so the nobles realized that if he continues to rule, then even if they migrate to another A world is nothing more than entering another cage from one cage. Just like the huge skynet in this world, it allows the world to be preserved in the turbulent flow of space, and everything and all races can survive, but it also makes matter and life can only last forever. In this world, there is a constant cycle of reincarnation. Noble as humans and powerful as dragons, they can only be trapped in this world and cannot be freed.

It shouldn't be like this.

It is also the natural instinct of the higher human race to release the shackles and strive for freedom.

After realizing Astaros' plan, they made up their minds.

A race—or in other words, the great migration of a world’s population across spaces is by no means a huge project that can be completed by one person or a few people. The intelligent core transformed from the heroic soul of the powerful general governs the city management system of Zhucheng. This city has become the most veritable center of the world. All cities are in the same system. Converging in this system, there is no chaos at all, everything is in its place and orderly, showing its long-planned planning and Astaros' unshakable power over the human race even after he has been away for many years.

That king is now waiting for their arrival in another world.

The millennium plan has come to an end, and all the long preparations are about to come to fruition. Unimaginable forces are vibrating the boundary membrane, and in distorting time and space, a hazy brilliance shrouds all the cities of the human race, reflecting the huge glowing magic circle on the ground. .

Standing in the main control hall, the nobles' faces were pale, showing signs of being difficult to support. The human king who connected his body with the core intelligence of the Palace of Immortality was sweating profusely, and fell to his knees overwhelmed. The Duke walked up Go forward and put your hand on his shoulder.

The thread of light emits bright light, the Immortal Palace shakes slightly, layers of halos are formed like ripples and spread outwards, the sky becomes a sparkling water surface, and the cities are like reefs in the water, covered in layers of bright concentric rings, Finally condensed into bright stars.

The blazing light illuminated this world that was about to be destroyed, and colorful auroras were born from the stars in the sky. The light bands fluttered and circled downward, injecting into the immobile space law circle in the chapped earth and the violent ocean.

Correspondingly, another world is also turned upside down at this time.

After a year of drastic changes, most of the human races in the Central Continent world are still not fully prepared - because it is impossible for human beings to be prepared to resist the natural disasters from the universe.Even though the police training was passed on faster and more extensively than last time, even though people have been aware of a larger-scale alien invasion through previous animal hordes, and fled in groups to open areas when the signs of disaster appeared, this is a time of comparison. The restart of the rift is an even greater impact. The entire world of Central Continent is trembling, the crust is deformed, and the tsunami is tens of meters high. Becoming within reach, new mountains rise at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the life on the earth is enduring such a vast and unavoidable disaster, the space channel becomes brighter and brighter in the dark sky, and the rising light bands are circling and winding.

The amount of energy and information that has been embodied is passing through the boundary membrane, and the world that has been extracted from the source is becoming more and more decayed. In the Palace of Immortality, the human king and the city lords of the cities have reached their limits. The city structure was completely transferred to another world. They were squeezed out of almost every ounce of strength in their bodies by the time-space conversion system. When the King of Kings also lost consciousness and fell to the ground, the light threads hanging from the zenith gently softened their bodies. Wrapped up, it turns into flowing energy and enters the passage below the floor, becomes the iridescent aurora from the sky above the Immortal Palace, and finally merges into the river of light flowing to the space passage.

The space passage is so huge that the heroes of the Central Continent world standing in it are as insignificant as ants.

However, such small ants, despised by the higher races, are the checkpoints they have to go through when they migrate to another world. Only through the soul network built by these undead, can they wash away the essence engraved on them in this world. brand, and not be buried with it in its destruction.

The bodies that were recreated after death surged with power, their eyes reflected the endless silk rain falling from the dark sky, and the torrent of light passed through their bodies, sparking a shining glow on the space magic circle.They will send tens of millions of enemies to their own world. Those arrogant and powerful enemies will set off a bloody storm in the Middle Continent world, and human beings will be driven to a desperate situation by them again.

But these so-called high-level human races have lost their greatest support, their strength comes from the core of the floating city, and they cannot take away the creations inherited from ancient times.The grand magic that has been stored for thousands of years will build a floating city almost the same as this world from scratch in another world, but they will only have empty shells, and they can only obtain the basic functions of maintaining the city from the magnetic force of the sky and the earth The power of the high-level humans will lose most of the power except their own talents, because there is no source to supply energy for the legendary weapons inside and outside the city, and they will also lose almost all their families. The brand of world consciousness on the human race, and the brand of their dependents that they imposed on the non-human races are also removed.

Before conquering the family members again, or asking the humans on the ground to provide them with what they need for survival, the high-level humans will no longer be able to look down on the disasters of war in the sky like gods. They will have to leave their worry-free city and descend to the dirty land in person , to fight, to shed blood, in order to take everything they created from the natives of the other world.

Crossing the boundary membrane will not cause the high-level human race to lose much power. Compared with the Central-Continent human race, even the lowest-ranked high-level human race, their innate strength is comparable to that of a high-level mage, and they are physically strong and sensitive. They are the same as the Central Continent humans. A life that originates and is manufactured to be more "perfect".

But after all, their number is much smaller than that of the human race in Central Continent. They are powerful, but they are not united.What's more deadly is that without the imprint of world consciousness and the power core of the city, they are no longer the darlings of the world, and they no longer have the inheritance of the eternal line, and due to the difference in energy density between the two worlds, the higher human race The strength will fade with time.Indeed, even if the strength fades, the higher human race is still very superior to the Central Continent human race. They will still be powerful, with a long lifespan and accumulated profound knowledge, but they are slightly lacking in the reproduction of offspring——

Just like a race in Middle-earth.

Elf.

The heroes of Central Continent will abide by the contract they made with the will of the king until they are annihilated after completion.

The connection between the two worlds will also be completely severed.

However, this contract was established in the state of their souls after their death. Only those who have truly died understand that the soul cannot lie-but it does not mean that what they know is completely true.

The Duke stands alone under the dome, and under the deep ground, the threads of light recede to all sides, and the curtain-like hanging threads also retract one by one to the stamens. The flower branches and leaves sway and rustle, and they also separate to the two sides as if consciously , the beautiful bright dome was replaced by a pitch-black sky curtain cut into a network of vertical and horizontal latitude and longitude.

The Duke raised his head. Under the pale light, he looked like an ethereal soul wrapped in gorgeous robes. On that translucent handsome face, a pair of golden eyes reflected the last aurora, until the last glimmer of light was thrown into the space channel , the indicator light beams of the passageway are still piercing through the sky, the last biological reaction has completely disappeared from the city, and the substances that make up the main body of the city have also been converted into energy, and the life support system is no longer necessary. After the insulating shells were dispersed with the raging wind, the true form of the city engine and its auxiliary systems finally reappeared in the real space.

The Duke didn't specifically look at any power system, all the city engines and their accessories were clearly reflected in his field of consciousness like a mirror.As the reliance of the advanced human race above almost all life in this world, these space engines that once carried a civilization across the star sea are not in a fixed mechanical form. In the light and the fog, there are mysterious shadows emerging.

The higher humans have migrated and the world is cooling.Dragons take off from the edge of the world, from the depths of the Dragon Valley. These beautiful and powerful beings flap their wings and fly over the sea of ​​magma that once boiled like purgatory and is now condensing into a black plain from the outside to the inside, and over the rugged and broken hundred Thousands of mountains, across the acid-eroded rivers and lakes that are being covered by hoarfrost, the huge jewel-like wings reflect starlight, and pass by the sea that is gradually calming down from the turbulent waves. On the sky, light blue frost and snow are condensing.

Dragons fly towards the mist-like urban engine. They want to merge with these creations. This is their pursuit and their vitality. Only by combining with these power sources with infinite power can they evaporate in the sun, and the world will follow suit. To escape the fate of being buried with it before its collapse.

Even the city engines whose life support systems are shut down no longer output energy to any objects, but after removing the insulating shell, their own nature causes them to distort space just by their own existence, and no life form can directly contact them, so When the dragons approached a certain distance, they took the initiative to change their forms.

Their wingspans are extended, their limbs are retracted, and their limbs are deformed from the head. The natural curves belonging to the living body are elongated and become sharp and abstract. The gaps between the scales gradually become blurred, and then merge into one, smooth as a In the mirror, only the color of the dragon itself remains on the surface that is becoming geometric, and it becomes more vivid and gorgeous, deep emerald green, faint blue, copper red, and sour purple, and huge devouring flowers bloom under the sky. .

Convergence won't be anytime soon.

The piercing beam of light is dissipating, and the space magic circle engraved on the world body is shrinking. On the contrary, the huge magic circle under the Immortal Palace is constantly expanding and getting bigger and bigger. The Immortal Palace is located in it, just like An exquisite gemstone is placed on a radiant pedestal. Under the suspended magic circle, the frozen ocean sinks silently, and the mountains and rivers are annihilated like fly ash. The destructive power gathers here, stronger than any space channel The space warping is happening.

The Duke was still standing in the distance, and the ground under his feet became a real abyss.

Above the abyss, there was another person opposite him.

With short black hair fluttering in the turbulent space, the Saint King Dragon, which maintains a human form, overlooks the endless tunnel beneath his feet. He did not choose any city engine to integrate with himself.Above him and the duke, the world was snowing, and the blue nitrogen snow was soaring, none of them could land, they were strangled in mid-air without a trace.

"Even so, Your Majesty, you cannot pass it as your body." The Duke said, "The agreement is still in effect."

"It's not important." Sheng Wanglong said.

"Then, I wish you all the best in your departure," said the duke, "and hope that everything will come to the best that we are striving for."

"I hope so." Sheng Wanglong said.

He took a step forward, and the figure disappeared.

At the same moment when he disappeared, unimaginable energy erupted in the space channel, not only the dragons in the sky that were devouring each other and the trajectories intertwined with the city engine were impacted and deformed, even the sky that did not reflect any light The net was aroused for a while, and beyond the sky net, behind the chaotic starstones, the solidified black sun was still staring at this world with a deadly gaze.

The boundary membrane riddled with holes was torn apart again. Looking up from the world of Central Continent, it seemed that the entire universe was shaken by the terrifying power of the alien invaders. However, in this seemingly endless disaster of annihilation , no one wants to look up at the stars anymore.

Until the stars fall.

Millions of humans in Central Continent witnessed the crash of that gigantic mountain-like floating city, and the repulsion position was intentionally preserved by the attackers, so its fall was slow, more dignified and softer than a fallen leaf , it can even be regarded as a dream, because only by believing that this is a scene in a dream, people will not be crazy about it——

The bleak sun shines through the thin clouds, clearly showing the sloping black mountains and the magnificent and beautiful city between the mountains. This is the crystallization of civilization and power that Central Continent has never had before, and it is heading towards its strange road unstoppably .Billowing thick smoke was born from all over the city, and occasionally there was a burst of fire somewhere, and the rising smoke gathered on the colorless dome to form a gray-black thick cloud. Under this dark sky, it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye outside the defense line The residents struggling to escape in the city, observers can only see countless small black shadows rising like a swarm of bees in a hurry, passing through the forest-like smoke column, or burning halfway, or staggering and falling, or escaping from the sky.

No force can stop the destruction of this city.

Under the weight of hundreds of millions of tons of mass, the repulsive position burst like a thin bubble, and the city slammed into the ground. At first, people didn't hear the sound, but only saw the tsunami-like smoke and dust aroused by the impact surface, and the ground was like a wave of water. There were ripples, and the air that was squeezed to the limit formed a white shock wave that swept across everything. Trees and rocks were turned into powder, and even the hills were flattened.

This was the first floating city to fall, but it wasn't the last.