Through the connection of the power of steel, Joshua's body understood the whole world of Siboya in an instant, he already knew that this world was difficult to return, the Siboya rebels were too weak, and the enemy they faced was likely to be enough to suppress the world and drive away the steel python...... Even if they don't count the power of the gods, just the power of soul puppets, they will need decades to recuperate, and then spend hundreds of years to reclaim their world and rebuild order.

Joshua did not intend to interfere with the struggle of these people, nor did he intend to interfere with the glory of rebuilding civilization with these people, but he could not bear the fact that the mastermind behind all this could live on the throne, and he could not bear the fact that the creator of the soul star could watch everything.

- He wants to find the man and put an end to the distorted order.

Therefore the giant god breathes, and makes the heavens and the earth like day.

The crack in the high sky tore the connection between the inside and outside of the world, and the strange scenery of the endless void could be seen, but because of an inexplicable mist film, the world and the void were not directly connected, but the breath of the giant god could pass through directly - I saw that the sky dome of the whole world turned into a silvery white at some point, and the faintly visible red sparks were constantly surging in all directions with the endless light, and the large clouds of silver mist and light were surging along the sky like a corona ejected by the sun, like the raging tide of the North Sea.

The energy from outside the world took away the color of heaven and earth in an instant, and the silver steel mist was wrapped in the roar of a trumpet, and in just a few seconds, under the stunned gaze of all life in the whole world, the silver tide swept over most of the zenith, and they fell, falling like rain, and the chariot watched incredibly as the silver mist swept across the sky, and it absorbed the dust in the surrounding atmosphere, forming a mighty crystal rain, and they smashed down to the earth, without hitting any life, All you can see is the strange gray-black crystals rolling on the barren ground, then slowly dissipating into deposited dust.

It didn't take long for the clouds to be overshadowed, and the flying dust mist that had plagued all life in the entire Siboya world dissipated like a large dissipation, and the superpowers trembled and leaned over, touching the dust, and they breathed in an air that was incredibly fresh, something they had not felt in decades, some muttered, some even wept...... But this was not the end, for a huge silver mist erupted from the cracks, infecting the surrounding atmosphere like ink dripping from pure water, and the unbelievably thick force of steel surged and slammed into the web of false stars in the sky.

Suddenly, with a low roar that could not be heard by human ears, the stars in the sky twinkled, sometimes dim, sometimes bright, and then, the majestic tsunami-like soul fluctuations swept through the entire Siboya world, shocking everything.

Almost in the blink of an eye, all the soul golems were paralyzed, and the Siboya superpowers fell to their knees tremblingly.

For the incomparable majesty has come, like a god coming down to punish all destruction.

When Joshua Van Radcliffe did his best to unleash his terrifying power, the world was turned upside down and even the natural ecology of a world was greatly changed because of this - the dust and fog left over from the apocalyptic war thousands of years ago disappeared under the breath of the warriors, and the star circle that observed the entire world was also suppressed and shut down in an instant, this is just a breath, if he really made a move, maybe it would really be like what the steel python Callis said, completely overturning the cycle of order in a world.

And in the endless silver mist, the huge golem is in the center of the crack, behind him is the solemn gaze of the giant god, and in front of him is the entire Siboya world, between the roaring steel mist and the energy flow, the golem raised its hand, and then pointed directly at the dark blue spiral tower in the center of the world.

Suddenly, the fog that had been spreading in all directions seemed to have received the orders of its master, and began to rush towards the center of the world, sweeping through the chimneys that were gushing with smoke and magic light, sweeping the factories that rose and fell on the horizon, and swept through the vast expanse of metal buildings, and Joshua immediately knew what was happening in the distant land.

It was a factory, a factory that processed souls, processed bone skins, made soul golems and all the creations in the entire Siboya world, and in that huge and magnificent steel building, countless assembly line-like machines were running day and night, and the corpses, souls and super energy units of the soul golems were transported from the major gardens, and then they were all transported here, and then sorted.

The souls of the Siberians who came from the nameless mechanics and had no superpowers were grouped together, and the dim, weak light clusters among them were piled up and then filled into hexagonal prisms like filled cans, and their end was to be made into all kinds of soul creations, such as storage units that stored information, torches that provided energy, and computing units that provided computing power, and incomparably sophisticated formations operated in the most perfect soul industry, tempering souls into parts of society.

Most of the souls from the superpowering are extremely brilliant, if the standard soul is one, then most of the superpower's souls are above three, and these exuberant, shining souls will be engraved with unique rune arrays and inscriptions, and made into cherished soul cores, some of these cores are used to create new soul puppets, some are used to mix super energy units, and a few high-level control cores, and most of them are stored and used to construct a new soul star.

The fusion of the superpower unit and the soul is extremely difficult to succeed, and few of the ten have mutual adaptability, when even so, in the thousands of factory assembly lines, one after another advanced control cores that can be made into super-puppets are sent to the warehouse for backup, it is a force that the Siboyan rebels have not been able to overcome for decades.

This is the supply goal of the Soul Puppet Garden, the core center of the Soul Puppet, and the truth of this world - under the rule of the Puppet's incomparable laws, countless Siboyas have been raised and slaughtered like chickens and ducks. Of course, the soul puppets do not despise any soul, nor do they despise the corpse of any Sibeya, they just follow the instructions and do what they have to do, they do not despise their own harvest, but take their last remnants seriously and meticulously.

But this does not hide that the whole world is actually a farm, a farmland with human crops, and worse, behind this farm, there may be a powerful owner.

A world of eternal despair. This is Joshua's only thought, think about it, the lonely world of Siberia located in the maelstrom of the void, the powerful soul puppets, the perfect breeding system, and the muddy rebel army of fugitives, if there is no external force, then the internal turmoil will never overthrow this order, all this is as solid and suffocating as iron mixed with ice, but it is incomparably stable—if the Siberian world continues to be cultivated like this, then even if tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, The world of Sibeja will never fall into chaos, let alone self-destruct like the god of famine.

Order? Order, of course!

But Joshua can't stand this kind of order - a world where there is no future and no progress, and existence is only existence, so what is the point of its existence? The individual does not exist, the consciousness and the soul are only playthings, and the cold program overrides the wisdom, which is undoubtedly a hell of hell for any intelligent life, and to admit such an order is to deny the meaning of all civilization!

A warrior is such a person that if you ask him what he likes, he will say that a tough challenge is best. Joshua had his own preferences, he liked to see the blood of his enemies flowing under his feet, and to decorate his castle with the skulls of his enemies, but there was a raging fire burning in his heart - he didn't like cold indifference, he didn't like to look back, he didn't like the world that didn't change as if it were dead, he liked change, progress and the future, he liked to challenge unpredictable fate, and the huge puppet suddenly rose with layers of red light, that is, red sparks were flying, and the crack-like lines of ceramics were spreading on the steel.

If the flame was born because something was burning, it must be the soul of the warrior who burned, who burned for his anger, for billions of lives to be harvested, for the nameless dead who were more than billions, and the sky around him trembled with the power of boiling steel, and he could see that space could fall apart at any moment, and the warrior was determined to punish everything, and he was determined to let the dead order that frozen the world be buried in flames and ashes.

The civilization and order of the Sibeya people have long since collapsed, and there are no witnesses or jurors in this world, but it doesn't matter, since civilization and order are not there.

Then he, Joshua, is the court-

"Destroy."

The warrior whispered to himself, his tone low and calm, but at the sound of his words there was an uproar over the earth—in all the places covered by the silver mist, strange visions began to appear, under the erosion of the tiny dust of steel, which was so small that it was impossible to distinguish it, the earth and rocks melted like ice cubes hit by hot water, and the sturdy steel factories could not last longer, and the magnificent factories in the middle of the world could be seen shaking and collapsing under the waves of silver mist, You can hear the constant crashing and collapsing sounds of the earth.

It was a skill Joshua had learned from the Black Mist, and his steel power was no less than that of the supreme creations of the Sanctuary civilization in terms of erosion, and now this terrifying method was used against the warrior's enemies.

In just an instant, dozens of factories were reduced to fine dust under the erosion of the silver mist, and the large bases of other soul puppets could not escape the fate of being swallowed by the power of steel, as the silver dust mist spread like a literary plague, the center of the entire world was obscured, only those gardens with a large number of Siboyans were spared, that is the enemy that the rebels themselves will defeat in the future, and Joshua will not overstep his bounds.

At this time, the rebels in the southwest of the Xiboya continent can clearly observe that there are no more clouds above the entire sky, only a thousand stars and the galaxy twinkling across the stars, and in the galaxy, the terrifying power is surging, the initial power from the origin of the world is brewing the next wave of offensive, the steel golem in the middle of the sky waved his arm, he has destroyed most of the steel building cluster in the center of the entire world, but the warrior is not satisfied with this, he locked his eyes on the dark blue tower.

"Calm down, don't panic! Maintain order in the team first! In the rebel town, several gray-haired, but sturdy old men were shouting reassurance around the camp, their brows furrowed, and they used a clear voice to calm the superpowers around them who were panicked by various visions: "It's just that the sky is shining, what is there to be afraid of!" We escaped from the clutches of the soul puppets not to tremble in front of something! ”

"Pick up your weapons and carry your baggage! Protect your family and maintain our team! Let's take action now, let's go to the barren mountains to avoid it first! ”

As soon as these old men who were obviously the leaders of the rebels spoke, the whole team swallowed reassurance, they were like needles of the sea, no matter how big the storm was in the outside world, they could also make the rebels feel at ease. Listening to their words, the entire rebel army quickly calmed down from the riots, and then they formed a mighty procession and marched towards the desolate mountains of the southern part of the world.

"Whoosh-" And in the middle of the world, in the cracks of those buildings shrouded in silver mist, suddenly flew thousands of strangely shaped flying machines, they were said in the fog, there was a translucent light shield on the outside temporarily blocked the erosion of the dust and mist, these shuttle-like flying machines like the wings of the elders launched a series of artillery fire and missiles in the air, shaking the atmosphere, and even the slight sound of crystal vibration could be heard, which was the sound of a series of high-energy beam generators starting.

Suddenly, countless cannons and beams of light slammed into the air, and all the weapons placed by the soul puppets on land also opened fire, and the incomparably powerful energy flow even shattered the thin silver mist, shooting straight towards Joshua who was located high in the sky, as if they wanted to shoot down the giant puppet in the middle of the sky and end everything that shook the world.

However, the sudden storm roared and swept through all the artillery fire and beams, and the silver and red gale burst out with a powerful flow of energy, obliterating all physical and non-physical attacks, and it even descended on the earth, causing countless rocks and dirt to soar, and even the surface of the earth's crust was shaken by this, and a small mountain was directly wiped out into a huge depression.

Joshua watched all this indifferently, he watched the silver mist erode the factory of the soul puppet, watched the gale sweep the land, turning the mountains and buildings into nothing, the warrior waited for the counterattack of the power behind the soul puppet, but he didn't wait, the mastermind behind the curtain seemed to be still asleep, and there was no reaction to Joshua's destruction.

In this case, the warriors controlled their power and gathered neatly towards the dark blue tower that stood in the center of the world.

You can see, factories are razed, you can see, buildings are shattered, you can see, the world is shaken by the power of Joshua, tornadoes and earthquakes are raging in the middle of the continent, everything seems to be the end of the world, the indestructible fortress of the soul puppet has been destroyed, and now, the tower is about to face the aftermath of the factories and the fortress, and the power of steel that erodes everything is swept like a fog, and everything is wiped out.

However, just as the silver mist touched the surface of the dark blue spiral tower.

Invisible fluctuations are centered on the tower, which runs through the sky, causing layers of ripples to rise, forming concentric circles that spread one after another in the atmosphere, incomparably complex and mysterious, like a dreamlike brilliance spreading, making the wind around the entire tower stagnate.

The steel mist froze in place, and the storm stopped agitating, and if you have the ultimate level of vision, you can clearly see that the layer of steel mist closest to the tower is less than ten microns away from the surface, but the distance of less than ten microns is like the separation between heaven and earth, because the whole world has stood still!

In the distance, the Siboya rebels who were marching rapidly were still galloping through the wasteland, but no matter who they were, they all stopped still, their faces were tired, showing worried and panicked expressions, even the white-haired old men led by them looked uneasy, but they were forced to calm themselves, and they could see the rising smoke and dust rising and solidifying on their sides, like an oil painting called 'migration'.

In the Soul Golem Garden, a large number of Soul Golems are gathering, their preset programs are activated, and war preparations are begin, and countless originally sealed weapons are taken out of the arsenal by them, and then equipped on their bodies, but at this time they are also stagnant in place, maintaining a tense pre-war preparation posture.

In the center of the world, in the collapsed factories and buildings, you can see industrial assembly lines and huge puppet facilities that have been decomposed and eroded, some of them are only skeletons, and some of the bottom layers are collapsing, preparing to collapse, but everything is like mosquitoes in amber, frozen in the stagnant air, maintaining a posture that will not fall.

Everything stopped, time seemed to stand still.

No, 'time' has stood still.

Then, a dreamlike wave of light shone brightly, which was the only thing that could move in this still world, which seemed to not exist in the material world at all, but only an afterimage, and with the surge of this afterimage, time, began to flow backwards.

The silver mist rolled back, the collapsed buildings stood again, the factories returned to their original state, the tornadoes dissipated invisibly, the rebels marching to the wasteland returned to their camps, and the rain of crystals that fell was like an upside-down video, and it was possible to see countless dust on the ground condense into gray-black solutions, fly upside down into the sky, and then disintegrate into countless misty dust mist in the sky - and high in the sky, the cracks torn by the warriors slowly closed, everything returned to its original state, the network of stars returned to normal, and the magic circle that observed the heavens and the earth worked again.

Even the giant steel golem was no exception, and he slowly descended, descending from the highest heavens, back into the air, and the light that penetrated the sky was withdrawn from the sky, and then returned to his palm...... Everything seems to have happened as if nothing happened, everything seems to be a dream hallucination.

The hands of the clock rotate counterclockwise, the river of fate flows backwards, and everything is like a boat sailing against the current, constantly being pushed backwards...... And then, that's all.

Back in the old days.