Lords: From Civilization to the Stars

It was like a drama that everyone had imagined had finally come to an end.

The twelfth bombardment was completed.

This was a matter of course.

Everyone had already realized that a large part of the world had been sacrificed. Although the light of the twelfth bombardment was still full of beautiful self-destruction, it could no longer take away the souls of the Savior Army.

After witnessing the sacrifice of the Chaos Gods and realizing that the miracle of the subspace would disappear forever, all the members of the Savior Army had already realized this. Of course, it was impossible in terms of probability. Perhaps it was because of the extinction ritual that everyone regarded him as the savior.

At the moment when time stopped, the twelfth round of light shone in the distance, and the howling of countless spires and intelligent creatures formed the most tragic picture for the planet. People knew that in this glory and vibration, more than 30 billion souls might have disappeared in the light. And more, it might be that the souls of most creatures were damaged.

The subspace began to dry up, the world began to shrink, and everything was developing in the most silent and terrifying direction. The moment they saw Leon, they realized that there was no way out.

That was the embodiment of destruction, the original sin accumulated by countless intelligent creatures for tens of thousands of years.

But so what?

"I admire your shamelessness, Saviors."

In the flowing time, bathed in the brilliant light of destruction, the radiant god opened his hands to the crowd, and his spiral eyes that meant destruction were full of a certain sarcastic smile.

The curtain in front of him was beyond the imagination of the Saviors. It was the last wreckage of the subspace. What they had to face was the manifestation of their own souls, the ultimate manifestation of the essence that longed for all destruction. From beginning to end, the Saviors realized this, and they could not break this barrier from beginning to end. Because the golden curtain was themselves, and they themselves were longing for such dazzling destruction to come.

Seeing those news about social injustices would make you angry, and seeing your once unwavering companions completely fall would make you sad. When faced with the abominable things done by those incompetent scums to bully men and women, people sometimes can't help but think, if the world is destroyed, it would be great.

And those lights are those ifs. They are what they pray for, their desire for a world of great harmony, for absolute beauty, and a mixture of sorrow that they can never reach.

These most beautiful ideas about the world eventually mixed into the deepest curse of the world.

'I hope this world will be destroyed. '

Countless voices, including their own, are saying this.

The sound of weapons falling rang out, and everyone looked at the golden curtain sadly. These intelligent creatures with souls can instinctively realize this.

Those are their own thoughts. As long as there is a soul, as long as there is still a soul in their thinking, they can realize it. That is their own thoughts and wishes. Everyone, every individual, they can't do such a thing as deceiving themselves.

Even the most determined people kept yelling at the people around them, constantly repeating the sacrifices and efforts of others, and most people just looked at the golden subspace that was collapsing with tears in their eyes, feeling a kind of warmth of integration. They originally had the same idea, but some people thought it was their own decision, and some people thought it was decided by others. But the idea itself will not change.

This is the resonance of the soul, which even hinders their rational steps.

"You are so eager to destroy and self-destruct, and everyone of you clearly thinks so. You resent why the world has become like this, and hate why there are so many treacherous villains and trash. Many of you even wish to completely annihilate the world with your own hands."

"But now, you are standing in front of me. You sacrificed the Chaos Gods, you sacrificed all your souls and freedom, but what did you get in return?"

"You just want the world to die in your own hands! What can you do now? Huh?"

Behind the golden wreckage of the subspace, Leon laughed wildly, looking at the sky that had become fragmented as the twelfth light column dissipated, and it seemed that he could vaguely see some deeper darkness. He stretched out his palm, and the expression on his face gradually became fanatical.

"Soon, it won't even take long, I'll be able to see it. Sooner or later, the cage of this world will be broken free, and people will not be bound by the interference of the soul. We will finally be able to gain complete freedom!"

"Look at these people! Look at you! You claim to have self-awareness, you think you are on the right side, but what is the result? Facing such thinking, facing such reality, what can you do? After the soul resonates, you can't even swing the knife. Because your soul is controlling your body, you can't do anything against your instinct."

"So it's almost over, whether it's this world or your life. The twelfth impact has already branded the souls of everyone in the world. And thanks to the sacrifice of the four gods of chaos, I will soon be able to directly trigger the thirteenth impact. By then, I can-"

Suddenly, at the moment of completion, when the God of Destruction was laughing wildly, a seemingly inconspicuous figure quietly walked out of the remaining guards behind Leon.

Then, under the surprised eyes of everyone, a sharp blade pierced Leon's chest.

The light green magic crystal and the dagger made of dimensional stone were releasing dazzling green light, constantly destroying the integrity of Leon's body structure. These most precious treasures from the underground kingdom were made into a dagger that absolutely destroyed the ritual, completely breaking the node of fate.

And looking at the dagger in his chest that was filled with green light, gradually destroying the ritual and gradually eliminating the sense of fate, Leon spit out a mouthful of blood and struggled to look behind him.

"Olivien... why... why did you betray me..."

"This is my answer."

The cold Phoenix King replied, turning the dagger representing destruction twice in his heart.

"The soul is the master of our body, but we don't need a world of complete extinction. What we get in return is the hope of life. No matter how much it costs, we can break free, but death will not have any results."

"...Is that so?"

Leon looked at the dagger on his chest and muttered to himself with a distracted look.

Under the surprised gaze of everyone, the Phoenix King coldly stabbed the dagger deep into the chest of the god of destruction, allowing the broken green light to pierce his heart and pierce into the sacred place.

And Leon looked at the broken light, and the ritual of destruction that surrounded him gradually broke. The golden curtains and ribbons broke inch by inch, and countless golden flags fell from the sky. It was as if everything had begun to converge and end, and he just staggered and walked to the edge of the giant tower.

As if the final node of the stage play had arrived, facing his broken sky and the dissipated fate around him, Leon took a deep breath and stood up straight in pain. Looking at the Saviors who seemed to be watching a CG scene and did not move at all, he showed a strange smile on his face. That expression seemed to be certain that the world would be as he wished sooner or later.

"You will not succeed... Even if I fail now, there will be a later me. The destruction of the world is an inevitable result. As long as there is a breath of soul left, I will chase it forever."

Li Ang showed a twisted smile on his face, and then fell backwards.

In the 20,000-meter free fall, people seemed to see the monster's last smile.

This last performance seemed to still indicate that the struggle between intelligent creatures and the essence of the soul will never end. Everyone will welcome their destined death.

"I'm waiting for you."

"..."

"..."

It's over?

Standing on the highest platform with the cold wind blowing, everyone looked at the scene in front of them in a daze, not daring to believe their eyes, and even more daring to believe that this scene was real.

They are not fools, and the intelligence of the Saviors is also on the same level. Faced with such a déjà vu scene that has appeared in almost all major film and television dramas and stage plays, people just watched it all in silence. There was no ribbon of destruction in the sky, and the ceremony on the ground did not continue. It seemed that everything was moving in a good direction, as if everything was over.

But is the ending really that simple? Phoenix King Oliver directly stabbed the God of Destruction to death with a knife in the back, and then announced that the era of mankind has arrived! Everyone can rest assured and do what they should do happily! Is it really such a simple result? So many people have been sacrificed and paid so much, and it’s just that simple?

People watched everything in front of them in silence until suddenly a voice broke all the silence.

"The God of Destruction has been killed! We won!"

A white figure rushed out of the crowd, rushed to the platform and cheered and shouted under the attention of everyone.

"The God of Destruction has been killed! Our planet has been saved! Look everyone! The rituals in the sky and the energy on the ground have subsided! This is our victory!"

"..."

"Well? Why don't you cheer? You have killed the God of Destruction, isn't it worth being happy?"

"..."

Silence.

A strange silence.

Faced with this silence, the familiar figure who rushed out and shouted first seemed a little embarrassed, lowered his head and coughed, then took off his hood. Looking at the countless people in front of him, he showed a kind smile.

"Let me introduce myself. I am the god of rebirth. On the other side of endless destruction, there is also hope for survival. Do you know? Gods always have two sides. When you kill or expel one of them, the other side will naturally turn around and appear. The destroyed Leon is dead, so the reborn Leon appears."

"..."

"It's disgusting, right? Magic is like this. It doesn't talk about logic, but only about ritual and mood. And the reborn god Leon decided to reward you with his grace. That is the right to revive in destruction."

"..."

"By the way, even if you succeed in demolishing the Antarctic Giant Tower, it is useless. This thing is essentially a spire used to coordinate the energy and mind of the old world. In simple terms, it is a safety pin. I have thirteen similar safety pins in the Arctic. So you chose the wrong strategic indicator at the beginning. But I can't blame you, after all, the player's information was also revealed by me."

"..."

"Why is there no reaction? If there is no reaction, wouldn't it make me look embarrassed? Come on, Olivien, tell me what you think? Everyone, give some reaction. This is a drama I carefully directed. You have to give some opinions after watching it, right? Is it good or not?"

"... It's so embarrassing that I can't comment."

"Well, okay, it's my first rehearsal anyway, so it's normal that my skills are not good."

Faced with the stiff reply given by Olivien's indifferent expression, Leon shrugged helplessly.

"But it doesn't matter, as long as the result is good. In short, you have defeated the God of Destruction, Leon, but Leon is not the God of Destruction, he is just an ordinary person. So the result now is very simple."

"All rituals and energy have been dissolved and absorbed, because the final impact is about to begin. Everyone's energy, destiny, cognition, consciousness, and all kinds of things are now stored in the North Pole. In a few minutes, the final arrangement will begin, and you will also see the coming of Doomsday."

"Come and see, the scene of the end of the world. It should be something very beautiful and rare for you."

"See what kind of picture your final efforts will complete."

Facing the Saviors who were frozen in place and whose eyes had completely lost their vitality, Leon ran back and forth with a smile, shaping different chairs and benches on the fluid ground for them to sit on.

"It was not until today that I became a qualified ruler. Look, I can now sentence all of you to death without batting an eyelid. It seems that I am on the side of justice. This is the growth I hate the most... Oh, by the way, if my plan is completely successful, I will resurrect you. Don't worry."

"Then, the thirteenth impact begins now."

Sitting in the front seat facing the North Pole, Li Ang smiled and stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.