Lords: From Civilization to the Stars.

Chapter 145 The Eleventh Impact, Black Cavity
"——The elements have now stabilized and the second round of magic injection has begun."

...muffled voices could be heard.

The once legendary warrior and mercenary renowned in Waterdeep blinked and looked at the ceiling, feeling that there seemed to be some disconnected breakpoints between his soul and consciousness.

He remembered that he had been recruited to become a member of the Savior Army and had built a perfect anti-magic fortress in an infinite amount of time. Just when they were celebrating their success and were planning to use the theoretical budget of one year to gradually suppress the crazy god to the edge and seal him, he suddenly appeared.

He remembered that the pillar that held up the planet's shield suddenly lit up with white light. That was not a human color, nor a color that the subspace could carry. It was not even white light. It was just that the strong energy and emotional color that burst out at that moment were too strong, so people's brains instinctively imprinted that most basic and complex color.

No, if you think about it carefully, is it really white...

If I remember correctly, the light column should not be white. The light contained in it was definitely not pure energy. What I saw at that time should be——

Just as the soldier was trying to recall what he had seen, he suddenly felt a great sense of terror spreading from his body to his brain. A strong sense of uneasiness, a terrifying omen that seemed to tear his past life apart, made him gasp subconsciously.

But the more I feel danger, the more I want to try and touch it.

The feeling of life's self-destruction made the warrior stare, trying hard to recall the light and color.

Just as he was about to recall and let out a shrill scream, a stick suddenly hit him on the head, knocking him dizzy in an instant, and he completely lost the idea of ​​recalling that period of time.

"Well!"

"I'm sorry to use this method, but we don't have much time now, so don't think about anything else. Just listen to my words and remember what I say!"

Speaking in a stiff, foreign-like Waterdeep accent, the young priestess in green had a tired look on her face, but her rough, bloody hands held down his head, her emerald green eyes staring straight into his eyes, allowing the warrior to see his own disheveled and panicked appearance in her pupils.

"Don't think about what happened! Don't think about it! That time is over!"

"We are now at the South Pole Fulcrum! We are the Saviors! We must act for the peace and justice of this world, and to prevent the final demon king from destroying this world! Do you hear me?"

"Don't think! Don't try to understand! What we see doesn't exist! Don't even think about it! Remember my words! We intelligent creatures pursue beauty, we desire stable development, we seek wisdom and help, we pursue passionate competition, we appreciate wonderful emotions, and all of this must be survived! Live! Instead of chasing after that seemingly beautiful and delicate death! Don't chase after death!"

"Death and destruction cannot be touched! We cannot extend our hands to the dangerous environment!"

She was nervous and working very hard.

As an elite mercenary, the man is of course well aware of the seriousness of the current situation.

Apart from anything else, looking at her dark circles, red and swollen eye sockets and trembling hands, you can tell that she is not joking. It is even possible that she has encountered countless dangerous situations.

However, looking at the girl who was about to collapse, the man opened his mouth, and what came out of his mouth was a string of sounds that he had never heard of before, but were extremely smooth. Hearing that sound, the expression on the girl's face suddenly became extremely terrified. And the man also realized what he was saying in the blink of an eye.

'Resist danger?'

It was not his own voice that came out of his mouth.

"If you really want to resist danger and death, then from the very beginning of evolution, you should not have picked up the torch from the jungle burned by the fire. This is not what the ancient saints taught you, but your own choice."

'Living things naturally have the desire and tradition to pursue destruction. We are born to take dangerous actions for the sake of better continuation. Without danger, there is no benefit, and danger and benefit always complement each other. Compared with the benefits facing the entire universe now, a little danger is worth allowing, don't you think?'

"You can understand pain, understand backwardness, and naturally understand—"

"You have killed 17 billion people!!!"

This seemed to be some kind of ritual. The girl spoke in a stiff accent, tears streaming down her cheeks. She glared at the corners of his lips as if she wanted to kill him and asked sharply.

"Seventeen billion people died in the aftermath of your shock! A full seventeen billion! We still don't even know the death toll from the secondary disasters! You have killed more people than all the tyrants and monsters! And now you still say you are on the side of justice?!"

'I never said I was on the side of justice, miss. I always said I was on the side of right. Right can be bloody and cruel sometimes, but it can solve problems.'

In the warrior's numb mind, another alien distortion was spreading, turning into substance and stretching out a hand.

"But being right does not mean being just. I will show you a more reasonable world—"

"It's now!"

Seeing the man about to move like a puppet, the girl took out a wooden hammer without hesitation and hit him on the head again. With a strong sense of dizziness and a feeling of re-output, the soldier shook his head and felt that his consciousness seemed to be re-created again in a short period of time.

Faced with the man's completely numb expression, the girl deftly pulled out a huge needle from her bosom and instantly stabbed the man's arm, pushing the contents into his body.

It was like a cool touch, a strange feeling of coldness spreading to every part of my body.

The soldier seemed to have broken some kind of curtain, and he instantly opened his eyes and gasped.

"…I…what's wrong with me?"

"Now that your soul has been found again, can you understand my existence? Can you still hear me? Look, how many fingers do you think I have extended?"

"I... I can't tell... I just feel like you did something..."

"It's okay, it's okay. You are currently lacking in vital elements. Wait a minute, I will prepare a life potion for you right now. After you drink the potion, I will observe you for one minute. If there is no mutation, it means the treatment is successful. You can go to the battlefield directly."

"What if there is a mutation?"

"..."

The girl who was filling out the prescription looked up at the man, then looked at the blade in her arms. The man wisely closed his mouth and casually changed the subject.

"What did I see before I first blacked out?..."

"What what?" "That is, after that thing unfolded, I saw a black hole. I remember seeing a pure black thing appear, and I don't remember anything after that. Is that something that will affect the war?"

"...the emptiness of the elements."

The girl who was skillfully mixing medicines on the shelf behind her said without even raising her head:
"That monster has now officially begun to devour the entire planet. It successfully created a tiny crack in the planet's shield, and caused it to begin to deform. The price was that 17 billion people died in that disaster. The entire earth seemed to be flattened... My hometown is over there."

"..."

"I'm sorry, I'm a bit emotional. But it is like this. He absorbed all the elements of Ulthuan. The sky, the sea, the soil, the magic, and everything that can be said and cannot be said. In the end, there is only pure 'nothing' left. That is the corpse of Ulthuan, and it will be our fate in the future."

The place that was once called Ulthuan, the gathering place of the elves, the vast ocean and the elven islands themselves have become a huge void, standing in the center of the old world, exuding a terrible meaning.

There is nothing inside.

Literally, nothing.

Light, sound, disaster, screams, the roar of sea water pouring in, nothing.

Even the bombardment process itself has been forgotten and deleted, because if the process were to be remembered, the mind and soul would be involuntarily eroded and burned.

Just like seeing too bright a light will burn your retina, witnessing the process of destruction, your mind will be corroded by the intense terror. Resistance and opposition will completely collapse, and people will realize that only self-destruction is the antidote.

Even if people have become aware and realize that the other party is using magic and rituals to do something horrible, they will still be terrified and faint when they really face it. Fortunately, they are all experienced warriors, and everyone has their own beliefs and the meaning of their actions. They will not be easily defeated, whether it is the red-eyed girl in front of them or the man lying on the hospital bed.

"…We still have to fight. We still have one last chance."

"Once? Aren't there two more chances?"

The man lying on the hospital bed was stunned.

"That was the eleventh attack, and there will be the twelfth soon, and then the thirteenth. We still have two chances, right?"

"No, because after the twelfth time, there will be no us."

The girl shook her head and shook the green potion. Countless bacteria emerged from it and then disappeared without a trace.

"According to the calculations of the great Chaos Gods, they were wrong. The more the Paradox Engine causes time to stagnate, the more the seeds of destruction in our minds will accelerate billions of times as time accelerates."

"Just like our survival will provide the Chaos Gods with power and soil to create the Warp, the same is true for that monster. The more we dare not face destruction head-on, the more we fear the arrival of destruction, the more we will welcome it. He is never far away, he is in our hearts."

"Seventeen billion people are screaming at the death, and even more people have given up thinking out of fear and are on the path of self-destruction. Our world is already riddled with holes...but we cannot surrender."

"Stand up and prepare to fight. For the reconstruction of our homeland... For our future."

The girl prepared the potion for the man with a serious face and put it into his mouth, and he drank it all. The man only felt a warm current flowing through his body, and then he saw the girl was using a stopwatch to start calculating the time.

After an embarrassing sixty seconds, the girl finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then without hesitation, she pulled the man up and pushed him directly to the closed door of the room. Like a machine gun of the Negative Star, she burst out several sentences in an instant, and quickly introduced the current situation to the man.

"Now hold the door handle and start thinking about your own abilities. The world will give you the answers."

"Eh? Oh, oh..."

The man nodded blankly and quickly grabbed the handle.

Then, he felt his consciousness rising instantly, and countless shouts and sounds of war began to spread from all directions, as if drowning his consciousness like a tide.

"For the future! For the world!!! Cavalry Company! Follow me!"

"Everyone, prepare your defenses to block the attack! We can't let the Negative Stars unite! Separate them! Separate them all! Don't let them communicate!"

"Artillery team! Pull up the Hellfire for me! Organize the death squad to serve as artillery shells! We must blast a path through their defenses even if we die! The Antarctic Tower must be captured, and we must pave the way for our brothers before time runs out! Everyone, attack!!!"

"This is……"

Feeling the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, the man could not help but stand there in a daze. The girl beside him quickly described everything he felt.

"In fact, the war has lasted for almost seven days since then. Taking advantage of the momentary tidal vacuum in the subspace, the demon army summoned the hidden troops in the Old World to advance towards the Antarctic Tower. Now we are at the Antarctic fulcrum on the edge of Antarctica. We have just seized the city here and are planning to advance deep into the Antarctic Tower."

"The undead players have agreed to join us. Although these insects are untrustworthy and full of malicious thoughts, they are indeed an objective fighting force."

"Don't worry about anything else. All the armies and all living things that can move have already begun to attack the Negative Stars. They absolutely cannot spare any strength to stop us. Rather, they have already exhausted all their strength to maintain their defenses. We just need to destroy the giant tower in Antarctica, and then we will win! In order to meet all the conditions, that madman regards the North and South Poles of the entire Old World as the origins of infinite intersections. As long as the giant tower is destroyed, the entire ceremony can be lifted."

"Once the ritual is completely lifted, we will be free."

"Goodbye, I have to see my next patient."

Before the legendary mercenary from Waterdeep could ask more questions, the girl took a deep breath and kicked it into the portal. Then she closed her eyes and slowly exhaled, turning around to look at her bed.

At this time, a woman in a long robe with a hideous face, as if she was in a nightmare, appeared on the bed. Even the longbow in her hand was broken, and her expression was crazy as if she had seen the most terrifying scene in the world. What the doctor girl had to do was to recover these high-end combat forces who had witnessed the doomsday scene without a break, so that they could make their final contribution on the battlefield.

"Amanda Saffrin. A female mercenary from Baldur's Gate, skilled in longbow and close-quarters sword combat, often speaks the Sword Coast accent Common, and witnessed Doomsday for four seconds... I know, I will comfort her."

After closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, the girl opened her eyes again, and the symbol of life flickered in her eyes. She held the wooden hammer and slapped the skin of the woman lying on the bed, then put a soul that looked exactly like the figure on the bed into the syringe and injected it into the body.

"Amanda, wake up! Amanda!"

(It’s really stuck...)
(End of this chapter)