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It was like they were caught in a cycle of terror, a nightmare from which they could not escape.

In this nightmare, there are no monsters, and nothing that can kill them, only an environment that constantly shapes fear, and a humanity that is overwhelmed by the environment.

They create fear out of fear, and finally fall into their own fear!

When the almost endless time flows, when there is only one light left in the entire space hulk, when all the survivors are left with only Hawkeye.

He just stood under the last light, slowly raised the arrow, and pierced his heart.

He didn't meet any enemies, but he killed himself.

The great hero was completely defeated by his own fear.

He can only prove one thing, he is a weakling who is not suitable for this environment and is destined to be eliminated.

...

Insect swarm, what kind of existence?

Thanos has studied this very deeply, he has captured the entities of the swarm, he has dissected these monsters, he has observed everything about them.

On the surface, the Swarm is not an incredible race, it seems.

Their flesh, their physical existence doesn't seem so incredibly powerful, and even Thanos thinks they're not as good as the vanguard he made himself.

Why can such a race become the nightmare of the universe?

Thanos couldn't figure out the answer to this question, but when Odin took him to a place, he understood.

Odin took Thanos to the deepest sea floor of Jotunheim, where there was a closed swarm of worms in the deepest part of the endless ice sea.

There, Thanos recognized the answer to the question.

The horror of the swarm, the horror of the swarm, the nature of the swarm...

First of all, you need to understand that although the swarm is called the swarm, their dark and terrifying nature is not reflected in this name.

Perhaps the first race to recognize the swarm will think of the countless numbers, the speed of reproduction that kills everyone, and the terrifying ability to evolve.

Yes, the Swarm does have such elements.

But that was never the point.

This is misleading, this is a conspiracy, this is a plan built from the root, with a 'vision' and a 'scheme'.

Anyone who is misled by the trap of this name is offering tribute to the two gods of the swarm, who they think is what the swarm is, and that is what the swarm is.

This error is undoubtedly fatal.

The swarm... the material entity that carries this name is actually the most irrelevant thing in this race. For that source dark, the carrier of the physical universe is a meaningless thing.

It's just a projection, it's just a shell, it's just a container that carries the endless essence.

The swarm is such a container, no matter how solid or gorgeous the outer shell is, and the inner darkness is the root of it.

And the darkness represented by the swarm and the abyss he carried had only one meaning.

The Law of Evil Sword - Survival of the Fittest.

For those who only understand and recognize the insect swarm at a superficial level, they will simply recognize the survival law that the insect swarm follows as their survival philosophy, and as a rough social Darwinism.

However, this is not the case, the two sides have never been very different.

The law of the swarm is not the adaptor. They bear the darkness, and they are the testers!

They are not the environment to be tested, they are the environment itself - that's what they are, an environment that can incarnate to test the existence of a species!

Perhaps this statement is a bit abstract and difficult to understand, so let's put it simply.

The power of the swarm, after they opened the upper-dimensional world that could leak the dark matter of the infection source, and after their ability had an effect and interaction with matter.

They will instinctively change towards their enemies—or what their examinees fear, are the worst at, and cannot deal with.

This is not evolution, but pure change. What the swarm has changed is not a simple evolution of physical genes, but after the dispersion and combination of its essence, it is very likely to recombine into another substance.

For example, if you kill 10,000 swarm warriors, then the next moment they are "resurrected" again, you will not face a simple 10,000 swarm warriors.

The conceptual existence of these entities will be judged as unqualified beings by the Evil Sword Law after being killed, so they will change and become the things that the examinee cannot deal with.

It could be a fantasy, an element, a vocabulary, a reality.

You can pass the test, and after you pass the swarm just becomes another thing you can't deal with. This assessment is unlimited, and can only be terminated if the candidates and examiners are completely eliminated.

If you want to eliminate the swarm, you can only go deep into the upper-dimensional world where they erode the material, but the closer you get to the gap between darkness and reality, the more complicated the test created by the overflowing darkness will be.

Such is the nature of the swarm, and it is a fool's errand to limit themselves to the strength of their appearance and flesh.

In the face of the truth of the natural universe, gunfire and explosives cannot change anything.

298. The Gardener and the Young Valley

Long, long ago, in the uncreated past of this world, there was a huge garden outside the world.

In that garden, there is a gardener and a Yanggu person, who have been building branches and marrying flowers in the garden, hoping to cultivate the most beautiful and splendid flower.

For them, every nurturing and grafting is a game worth savoring, an experiment, and a reference consideration.

Gardeners and Young Valley people perform their duties, they observe, think, and feel the outcome of each cultivation.

But every time the ending of the game of life seems to be doomed, it will win in a unique way. In this garden, the flower that survives to the end will always be that one.

It was a special flower, and he would eventually multiply and grow in a mutant form that was born after a certain number of flowers were grafted and cultivated.

Sometimes it is steel, sometimes gold, sometimes flesh, and sometimes nothingness.

But whatever his form, these flowers used to call themselves the same word, even until they withered.

Gradually, the gardeners began to grow tired of the same results, but the Young Valley were very satisfied with the pattern, which tended to devour other flowers in order to survive, so that only this one remained in the garden. .

Their desire to expand and their desire to survive are so incredible, and sometimes it is just the ordinary flower among countless flowers, but it can become a virus sweeping the entire garden.

The Yanggu people believe that this model is reasonable. The existence of a species should include the phagocytosis and evolution of other species. Only by continuous plundering and adaptation can it become the final species. Adaptation, the ultimate orientation of all species should be towards this mode.

But gardeners think that their existence is the result of swallowing all possibilities. They let some new things end when they start to bloom, and let countless possibilities annihilate under repeated expansion, just because of their ability to adapt, because of Their almost insane desire.

This is not the way the game should be assumed by the gardener, and they deprive the game of variety and make the gardener extremely annoyed by the constant repetition of results.

Even the great gardener could not understand the principle and nature of this matter.

He just knows that as long as the flowers in the garden are allowed to grow and compete freely, the last flower that remains must be this one.

So, the tired gardener added a new rule of the game.

The gardener wants to make sure that something new is always created to avoid unique and boring endings, and he wants to see different endings.

So the gardener broke the rules and chose to personally go into the garden to prune the flowers, constantly creating new ones.

The Young Valley people think that the gardener broke the rules, he must uphold his own rules, and he must ensure that the game will not change because of their interference!

Therefore, Yanggu people also chose to join the game.

Gardeners take themselves as a model, and their essence creates or even turns into a group of new things to constantly modify the reality of the garden.

They call themselves the Tenjin Group.

And the Yanggu people also joined the game. He did not separate himself, but interfered with everything outside the garden with his own attitude, with the attitude that he could not enter the garden.

The two sides began to fight, and the garden exploded violently during the fight. The original garden was destroyed, and larger gardens were continually built.

The Young Vale will always be victorious, because he will always make the flowers in the garden purer and stronger.

The gardener always fails because he has to stop and modify the flowers to make everything more varied and changeable.

The flowers of the Yanggu people are always the same, they are just containers, but under the construction of the Yanggu people, they have become the environment for testing the flowers.

And the gardener's flowers are always changing, and the gardener eccentrically gives these flowers more gifts, just so that they can outperform the flowers that are always the last in the garden.

And the Yanggu people are always tirelessly destroying these flowers, or giving them a test that is equivalent to a gardener's gift.

Of course, some of the flowers influenced by the Yanggu people have survived. For example, a flower that both Young Valley and the gardeners had interfered with, they recognized the nature of the garden and began to hate the gardeners and Young Valley people.

They killed the gardener's messenger, and the tentacles of the Younggu people who interfered with the garden.

But this is nothing, the two beyond cause and effect will always return, and the so-called incredible killing and the so-called god-killing feat are just the content of a test.

And what about the first flower in the garden?

He entered the new garden again, just like every time he entered the garden, he was so weak and inconspicuous.

The gardener does not recognize the flower that is always the same, and his posture is different every time, and every time he is hidden in countless flowers of the same or similar flowers.

But he will always be the flower that will live to the end.

Oh, by the way, the name of this flower will always change, but the only constant is that he will call himself every time, or at least once will have the same self-title.

Human

Pride tells the story in a soft, magnetic voice.

Thanos was silent for a moment, he looked arrogant and said in a low voice

"You mean that the gardener is the **** group, the abyss is the Yanggu people, the universe is the garden, and the human... is the ultimate victor?"

"Maybe you can't see it, but humans are special. Maybe they look stupid and weak, one of the countless races worth mentioning, but they are indeed special."

"I don't see anything special about them." Thanos said lightly

Arrogant laughing without a word, human? In the Marvel universe, human beings are indeed a very special existence.

Even aside from the constant modification and subversion of the agreement by countless comic publications, human beings are almost a sample of all powerful races in the universe.

The Celestials have developed the Eternals and Abnormals on Earth, and they have brought this experiment and experiment to countless planets in the universe.

So the Skrulls regard the earth as a holy place, because their gods are also born from the earth.

And human beings are the original experimental samples of the Eternals, and their existence is also a sample of the postures of the gods.

Are humans imitating gods, or are gods imitating humans?

No one knows, but humans are special, no doubt about it.

Arrogant shook his fingers gently, and said leisurely

"And the gardener is not a **** group, but a more noble existence... You don't have to worry about it, this is just one of countless creation stories."

The birth of a universe will always have countless different stories, and in the stories, there will always be different gods who open up the universe.

But in the end, there will only be one left in the history of Genesis.

Whether it's fake or real, it doesn't matter.

Because both can always be changed, at the end of time and the beginning of the past, cycles and changes will bring endless changes to the origin.

As Pride tells this story, he doesn't come from a rigorous history book, or from a mythical tale passed on by word of mouth, and he doesn't even count as a rumor.

He's just a mythical tale that suddenly popped up, or was conceived, in an arrogant mind.

But who can guarantee that he must be false and must not be real?

The truth that mortals firmly believe comes from matter, from the eyes, from reality, from the combination of the information they capture and their cognition.

In essence, the truth of everything that mortals know and know is only 'told to him' by others.

So why question the truth that your own thinking produces? Does the vibration that passes into your brain from your ear nerves ennoble the thinking that arises from your brain's self-awareness?

Reality...what is reality? For Mu Feng, material reality is no longer the only one.

When your senses are no longer limited to simple material cognition, when you recognize thinking, when you see through time and space, when you understand nothingness, when you understand everything.

The real and the unreal are things that become irrelevant. The fake can become real at any time, and the real can become fake at any time.

Moreover, this is the Marvel world, and the creation myth here is always changing.

Countless universes have countless histories of creation, countless beginnings, and even with the most absurd realities in them, he is still true.

"If your story is true, then... does everything we do, whether we resist or fight, make sense? Isn't everything we do not just in line with the Yanggu people's understanding of the universe?"

Thanos was silent for a moment and asked in a low voice

"You have to ask yourself, what's the point of everything?" Arrogant asked rhetorically.

"Do you remember the first time you recognized the vastness of the universe? When you knew that you were just a speck of dust in the infinite starry sky, didn't you also have such an idea?"

Thanos nodded lightly, and there was no longer any confusion in his eyes.

All they do is meaningless in relation to the world, in relation to the grander mirror, the countless overlapping mirrors.

But even so, they will still play their roles well.