Chapter 35: Your Wickedness, My Way
And even the Black Mist Mother Body could not defeat the combined forces of the nine gods and the thirteen legends, which was a power that could easily destroy a world and overwhelm the multiple space-time realms.
The billions of black mist tentacles were still trying their best to resist, but no matter how vast the tide of energy was, it was no match for the suppression of nine completely different targeted divine powers, and they were unwilling to be oppressed by this force and bowed their heads, and finally collapsed into a cloud of mist.
The huge black mist began to slowly shrink and condense, during this period, large swaths of damaged individuals were discharged by the black mist matrix and turned into worthless metal gravel, while the originally majestic sea of energy was bound by various divine powers, and the process of mobilization was extremely obscure and difficult, until it almost came to a standstill.
γβ¦β¦ Hmm. γ
The painful spirit band swept across the entire void, which contained a strong spiritual impact that was enough to make ordinary beings lose their minds, shatter their souls, and turn into vegetative people, but the gods and legendary powerhouses present were all firm in their minds and almost impossible to be defeated by pure spiritual attacks, so this struggle of the black fog was once again in vain, and the mind master William even smiled and wrote a wrong program to insert into the spirit of the black fog matrix, although it was useless, but it was enough to prove his ease.
But even so, the Black Mist Mother has never left this space-time realm from beginning to end - if it were to run, it would have been able to break into pieces a long time ago, take out a clone, and before the nine gods blocked time and space and launched a multi-dimensional magic circle, the Black Mist Mother could be said to be able to retreat at any time, even if the thirteen legends were killed and delayed, it would never be possible for the Black Mist Mother to lose its vitality, at most let it lose a little of the least important quality.
In response, the silent contraction of the black fog matrix turned into a smooth black ball, unfolding the final defensive field, and layers of translucent space-time barriers were superimposed on its outer layer, and soon turned into a thickness almost like a world barrier.
But for the combined efforts of all the high-end forces of the entire Mycrof civilization, this layer of defense is just a veil that can be lifted at will.
With the silent changing form of time and space of the god of protection and change, after dissolving all the originally impregnable spatial barriers, what was revealed in front of everyone was the body of the Black Mist Mother, which could already be said to be doomed to defeat, although it still had the power to fight.
γβ¦β¦ You won, we lost. γ
As if aware of this, the Black Mist Matrix did not hold on to meaningless defenses, and its smooth sphere began to wriggle and change, finally forming a huge face.
It was a 'face' composed of countless rotating gears, telescopic pistons, infinite conduits, coolers, focusing mirrors, calculation matrices, energy storage pools, and thousands of strange microscopic structures that were churning and surging, distorted and abstract like Picasso's paintings, each of its constituent individuals had a strange and strange structure, and this face had a huge eye, the whites of which were made up of a blazing white mist of energy light, and the pupil was a bleak, dying world.
The world of Alpha Shelter in the dead silence.
And this pupil stared at the gods and legends who were shrinking the multi-dimensional magic circle and shrinking the cage, without the slightest change: [Your victory over me confirms the possibility that your power has surpassed the final line of defense, and according to the agreement set by the creator, all the Black Mist will immediately terminate all actions and fully assist the victor against the Terminator...... This was the original plan, and I, as the creator's creation, should have done it. γ
Shaking the void with indifferent and calm mental fluctuations, the Black Mist Mother looked at the people with strange expressions on their faces with their abstract eyes, discussing with each other in a low voice, as if they were discussing the possibility of their words, and said word by word: "But I will never assist you, despicable Lady Micro. γ
Such a strong emotion, such a strong hatred, made Joshua, who originally thought that the black fog was just running according to a fixed plan and thinking mechanically, was stunned, and he suddenly realized that how could a powerful mind that had been shuttling through the multiverse for thousands of years be bound by the original creator agreement?
The Black Mist Mother did not build the final line of defense because of the plan set by the Sanctuary civilization - it thought and judged with its own will, and finally decided to build the final line of defense!
[No one has ever saved us, saved the shelter!] The Mycrov civilization caused a space-time shock, attracting countless evil gods to it, but never considering the aftermath of such an act. γ
The spirit of the Black Mist Mother Body was almost roaring, but soon, the spirit band that was enough to cause damage was controlled by the gods and coldly suppressed, but even so, the Black Mist Mother still insisted: [Haven't they done enough? The creators have abandoned the natural self-interest of living beings and devoted all their ingenuity to making the multiverse brighter, patiently teaching other weak races to grow one by one, and giving them the perfect living space so that different civilizations can flourish. γ
But they are extinct, all, because of you. γ
Now, you are destroying the only thing they have left. γ
After hearing these words, none of the people present, whether gods or legends, were shaken in the slightest.
"To the best of my knowledge, it destroyed the world of Shilaya, the predecessor of the Blood Moon Abyss, and turned the world of Koronos into a wasteland, causing the abyssal to change and connect the five-colored dragon balls with the forces of the abyss. It roams the stars and destroys many worlds. β
Joshua said this, he didn't care about the accusations of the Black Mist Mother at all, but calmly narrated: "The Black Mist and the Black Mist Mother are predators roaming the multiverse, and its existence has a great negative impact on the development of our civilization, so I have been calling on everyone to search for their lair and then annihilate each other as much as possible." β
"The battle was successful, and we didn't have any casualties, that is, the natural mentor and the sword master had too much energy loss, and we need to recuperate."
In this regard, the King of the Golden Dragon nodded silently, it was one of the direct victims of the Black Mist conspiracy, and Nostradamus also recognized Joshua's words for the first time: "That's right, this kind of existence that has great malice towards our civilization should be destroyed directly, leaving no residue." β
And Barbarossa interjected: "The Black Mist still has an extremely large energy reserve, and it will be difficult for us to destroy it in a short period of time." β
"Then seal it and use it as an energy source to extract." The Sword Saint said lightly: "Just like sealing the will of the world, with the experience of the last time, I won't miss it." β
Everyone, even the kindest and gentlest nature mentors, didn't care about the Black Mist Mother's words, and the Seven Terran Gods, the Fish-Man Gods, and the Metal Dragon Gods were also using divine power communication to communicate with each other.
"The Sanctuary Civilization is indeed an ally of the Glorious Civilization, but we are not the Glorious Civilization, and it is not a representative of the Sanctuary Civilization."
The law of thought of the god of wisdom and choice vibrates: "The ancient covenant has ended, it is an ancient evil that is almost an evil god, I suggest sealing it, or destroying it directly." β
"Destroy." The god of order and destruction replied simply, "Destroy it directly." β
"We have reached the limit of divinity, and we cannot leave such a terrifying evil that requires the cooperation of our nine gods to suppress for future generations."
The god of love and decay said softly, he raised his head and stared at the other side of the void, his eyes a little lost, but he returned to firmness: "Destroy." β
"Destroy." "Puff puff." "Destroy. (Dragon) ""Destroy. β
The gods agreed, and they all bowed their heads in unison, staring at the huge black mist, and then whispered, "The risk of the seal is too great, and we cannot ensure that the seal will last until the day when the Black Mist Mother is incapacitated. The gods believe that the material entity of the Black Mist Mother should be directly destroyed, and only part of the child body should be preserved as a sample sealed in the Boundless Heavens, as the research object of artificial cluster intelligent life. β
No one would have any opinion on this decision, even Joshua, who felt that it was a pity that a large number of civilization materials destroyed by it were destroyed in the Black Mist Mother Database, was the first to nod in approval.
No benefit can compare to the danger of the Black Mist Matrix, no matter how pity it is, it must ensure the absolute safety of civilization.
As for the relationship between the sanctuary civilization and the Glorious Age a thousand years ago, the right and wrong, the sorrow and sorrow, the responsibility and the fate, that is not something they need to understand and think about, at least, Joshua didn't care, he just gave the gods a suggestion.
"In World One, there's a black hole β in magical terms, a space-time anomaly β that is a good place to destroy the Black Mist Matrix, and to ensure that it never has a chance to resurrect."
"Feasible."
"But the Black Mist Matrix is too large for us to directly cram into World One."
"Dividing and disintegrating the self-will of the Black Mist Matrix, we have spent years dismantling its body and banishing it into a special point."
"It consumes a lot of energy, and it may take up a lot of resources."
"No, it has a huge amount of energy in its body...... What's more, it's far less resource-intensive than sealing it, and we can also try to extract its database. β
Soon, the gods reached a unanimous opinion, they were still located in the nine nodes, strengthening the seal of the multi-dimensional magic circle, and solidifying it in this void little by little, it seems that they really intend to erect a space-time rift here, banish the black fog matrix into the black hole little by little, and completely wipe out this ancient existence.
[The Microf civilization is still so arrogant. γ
In this regard, the Black Mist Mother said so, its tone was no longer joyful and sad, and naturally there was no resentment, it calmly said: "You will eventually pay the price. γ
"We've paid the price."
The legendary powerhouses had already begun to teleport away one after another, and the last two people who left, Joshua and Eagle, heard the words of the Black Mist Mother, the warrior did not speak, and the old Pope turned around, and he also said to each other with a calm spirit: "This time, it's your turn." β
After finishing speaking, the two of them opened the space-time passage together and left this void, and they could see that the huge multi-dimensional magic circle was still slowly shrinking, completely suppressing the black mist.
And on the other side of time and space, World One.
Joshua, who traveled back to this battlefield, was preparing to contact the Ten Thousand Realms Sacrifice Ground, open the space-time passage again, and return directly to the world of Microve - this time he first eliminated a cloud of black mist, then fought a group of black fog and the black fog matrix, and then joined forces with many legends and gods to suppress the matrix, which was unimaginably tiring.
Originally, he just wanted to find out where the big information base was, and by the way, to see the situation of the exploration team's first exploration, God knows why it became like this, and staged a huge divine war.
"The Black Mist Mother is almost an evil god...... It's just that it doesn't feel like it itself. β
And on Joshua's side, the old Pope sighed, and after leaving the void, Iger's face became a little tired, and his expression had a hint of pity: "It's so evil, so terrifying, so distorted...... But even so, they still feel that we are despicableβI really don't know what kind of image we are in the eyes of it, and even other civilizations, as the inheritors of the Glorious Age. β
And Joshua said in a natural tone: "Naturally, they are wicked, evil, and even terrifying neighbors who are more feared than evil gods. β
"Is that so?"
The old pope, who has been a good person all his life and has done good deeds all his life, couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then said with a wry smile: "It's so ......"
Without waiting for Eagle to continue to sigh, Joshua turned his head and looked at him, the warrior's mental fluctuations were clear and direct, without the slightest concealment: "Your Majesty, don't worry about the words of the Black Mist Mother. β
"Any hero and strong person who adheres to his beliefs, does his best for his own racial civilization, and gives everything is undoubtedly a wicked person in the eyes of other races, even if it is an altruistic existence such as the shelter civilization, it may not be close to all civilizations."
"This evil is our glory."