[For those forgetful cowards, all hero stories and legends are nothing more than lies. They will call many sacrifices of the past "stupid" or "crazy" and sneer at the great courage behind it. I understand that children born in light and living too well cannot understand the cruel darkness that is about to come. They will only treat them as a cruel joke. They will throw the warning covered with the blood of martyrs and concentrate on enjoying the flowers and joy in front of them, so that they cannot see the fog that has arrived before them.

But truth is always truth, history will not be lost, sacrifice will not be forgotten. I firmly believe that this record will be preserved as a turning point. We will recall the suffering that fell in the darkness, after hardships and reborn in the fire, we will regain glory and glory, and rise from nothing again. I firmly believe that destiny will be decided by us, and the future will eventually be mastered by us. As long as we endure this long forgetfulness and loss that is full of doubts, we will definitely be able to regain hope and truth.

[The nameless recorder was recorded in the first chapter of the Book of Hope in the early days of the Great Secession. Preface]

【After the ‘Lonely Expedition’, 150 years】

After a long period of silence caused by the gloom of the world's galaxy, many races finally slowly recovered from excessive trauma.

In the past, tens of thousands of legendary powerful men sacrificed heroic sacrifice for that "Lonely Expedition", and even the wreckage no longer exists. The remaining ones no longer have the energy to explore. They can only barely maintain the shaky civilization and not retreat to the abyss of ignorance.

But now, everything is getting better, and the changes brought by the holy light and shadows finally show its positive side: the glory of all the worlds and the flames of all the worlds naturally hold the nature of the holy light. Countless dead silences or chaos-polluted worlds are slowly recovered in the purified and restored holy light, making up for the huge wounds in the origin. The multiverse universe and worlds that penetrate the shadows also bring about demon tides and extraordinary elements from other multi-galaxies. They are like they are circulating into low-lying water, restoring the vitality of this multi-galaxy.

Among the many void civilizations that slowly recover from trauma, the civilization called "Microv Starfall United" is unique. It is a huge country with a sphere of influence across diverse galaxies. Its center is extremely remote and the most severely damaged in the battle in the past. But it is still the first to rise, like a tenacious spring. The deeper it presses, the higher it bounces. While many other civilizations are still regaining their past borders and activate the long-lost investigation beacon and reconnaissance outpost, the "Starfall United" has organized a huge fleet and began to visit the civilizations closest to them in turn.

The world of Mycrov, the core of the Star Descent Union, the place of sacrificial places in all worlds, the origin of the ancient glorious civilization, the hometown of a sage and a nearby saint, it was on the verge of destruction, but it always resurrected again, perhaps thanks to this experience, Mrs. Mycrov was always indomitable and could stand up faster than other races. Even a hundred and fifty years ago, the vitality was greatly damaged by the great battle named "Lonely Expedition", but it still did not damage their strong position.

Led by more than seventeen new and old legends, nine gods and twenty-two support the Void Fleet with the "Dreadnought-Class Battleship", they once again came to the stage of the Multiple Galaxy and tried to form a huge and extremely orderly federation. Some people were happy to join, and some people were firmly rejected. Some people questioned the power of the Star Pendant Union, intending to challenge their position as the leader, and some people doubted whether the Star Pendant Union still had the ability to preside over the Multiple Galaxy order after losing that close saint.

"Since that's the case, if you want to fight, then fight."

One of the seven gods of the past, the God of Power and Justice, was the representative of the union of Starfall, and indifferently issued a declaration of war: "We will destroy all your luck-provoking doubts, and let you witness the true power of 'order' and 'correct'."

War, war is always inevitable. Civilizations that are knocked down by the pain of the past, never dare to look up at the void, or even dare to look directly at the darkness, but those civilizations that want to challenge are all big troubles, challenge means confrontation, confrontation means victory or defeat, and victory or defeat created without absolute power will always shape "unwillingness" and "hate". Under the brewing of these two emotions, the original dispute will turn into war.

Soon, in this era when chaos had not left for a long time, the war between order broke out again, blood and flames broke out in the void, and the fragments of steel and the wreckage of the world wandered in the turbulent flow of time and space. It was a memory that could not be looked back on, filled with the entire century of blood, cruelty and indifference. Among them, there were not only the wars initiated to integrate order, but also the contradictions between many civilizations and many races were suppressed by the warrior of the past. They were suppressed by chaos and disaster for a long time, and they did not break out completely until today.

However, even the fire of hatred was burned out. After a long and chaotic era, with the "Star Fall Union" conquering most of the civilizations of the diverse galaxies with overwhelming strength, a huge and extremely order complex finally took shape. It has to be said that the order poured out from the blood of many powerful people and races was as stable as iron, and until this moment, countless civilizations and races of the entire diverse galaxy were able to truly recuperate.

After firmly standing firmly and integrating the power of the entire diverse galaxy, the top leaders of the Starfall United did not stop. They raised their heads and looked into the distant depths of the void, where there were countless shadows of the Internet. They once made endless clusters of darkness cross endless distances to this galaxy, but in the same way, they could also travel to the distance with messengers of order.

So, again, after countless deaths and sacrifices, the era of great pioneering of all civilizations and life began on top of many corpses and ruins.

【'Era of Diversity and Development', the 500th year after the 'Lonely Expedition']

It should have been an ordinary morning. Among the endless exploration bases on the edge of the diverse galaxy, billions of professional explorers will set sail on such a hopeful morning. They will bring resources subsidized by the United Government, the used-style void exploration ship, and professional artificial intelligence to help them go to the shadow subspace deep in the void. A long voyage that can only be said to be a chance. Most people can only find the many ruins of the annihilation of the galaxy, and can only return, but there are also many lucky people who can drift along the shadow space and find a few world star clusters hanging alone in the silent void.

These successful explorers became rich overnight and became heroes in the propaganda of the coalition government. The lonely world star cluster they discovered will be transformed by the professional exploration fleet of the coalition government and become exploration springboards in a quiet void, supplementing resources for many explorers who want to explore deeper areas as a base.

During the hundreds of years full of dreams, hope and passion, countless natural unstable elements have become pioneers of exploration, or become void pirates floating in the void. The most powerful and lucky part of them have found several extremely hidden worlds in the extremely vast quiet void, and this has become their base camp. The complex shadow subspace provides them with shelter, and the whereabouts of the pirate warships modified with characteristics are even more erratic, which makes the joint fleet that is going to be wiped out.

However, rather than saying that this group of people are robbers who plunder the explorers, it is better not to say that they are an anarchists who want to get rid of all constraints, and are descendants of civilizations or races that were severely damaged when the coalition government of the plural galaxy order was established. In order to maintain this independent "freedom", the pirates will plunder any ships they can see without any scruples, but rarely kill the explorers. Some explorers even secretly reached a contract with the pirates to search for new lonely worlds for these guys.

In this regard, the pirates are not stingy with giving the most generous rewards. There are even rumors that an explorer has become a true "world lord" because he found a small lonely world star cluster for the pirates. This is a reward that cannot be obtained for the work of the Federation.

In order to deal with the growing power of the Free Pirate Group, the coalition government has set up many high reward orders. In addition to obtaining the autonomy of a world, those who can capture the pirate leader alive or hunt down can also obtain the highest information browsing rights of the "Great Union Information Library". Among them, there are even those left by the close saint who can achieve the "supreme" experience and path.

So, overnight, tens of millions of bounty hunters were preparing to lead teams to attack the battle between the hunters and the pirates, which lasted for hundreds of years. The explorers set out towards the farthest end of the void against this magnificent background.

However, on an ordinary morning, a morning that was exactly the same as before, without any surprises, an unprecedented big news spread throughout the diverse galaxy!

[Legend Explorer], [Unsan Shield], the inheritor of the near-saint, the flagship of the "Voyager Exploration Fleet" led by "Prist Omini", the giant ark ship "Spark" returned from the other end of another diverse galaxy in the distance!

Full of unique resources and information from other diverse galaxies, the descendants of these former first explorers were most honored to be received by the Multi-galaxy Order Alliance Government, and everyone learned that one occurred in another Multi-galaxy legend.

Before the "Lonely Expedition" began, the "Voyager Exploration Fleet" that had already set out entered the subspace channel shown by the prophecy. The unpredictable shadow space was not predictable by the civilization at that time. Even if we observe and predict the predictions with the power of the close saints, it could not guarantee 100% accuracy. The Voyager fleet did go through hardships. They were lost in the void several times and almost hit the destruction of the world, and were collectively destroyed in the trap left by the ruins of a lost civilization. However, in the end, they still arrived at the boundary of another diverse galaxy and took root in one edge galaxy.

Now, under the leadership of several legendary powerhouses, the Voyager Fleet has established a local force in another diverse galaxy, and its name has begun to spread to the ears of many powerful void civilizations in the local area. In order to protect themselves, it also feels that it is time. The Voyager Fleet, which has accumulated good power, has once again. This time, it is not for exploration, but for guidance.

Therefore, under the guidance of the Ark giant ship "Spark", and with the support of the entire multi-galaxy order coalition government, billions, countless explorers, countless fleets, and even many pirates gathered into a wave called "Forward", and rushed towards another multi-galaxy without hesitation.

And in this huge wave of advancement, a team of exploration teams, who were not sure whether they were lucky or unfortunate, got involved in the vortex of the shadow space and came to the strange and quiet void where they were located. The engine was destroyed and they thought they were going to wait for death in despair in the void, but they saw an ancient but extremely familiar fleet.

Summoned by an inexplicable force, the entire exploration team and their ships were instantly teleported to the fleet's flagship, a giant ark ship called "Glimmer Light". Here, they were received by a strong man who looked very young. They honestly told their origins and their own difficulties, and prayed for help from the strong man.

"Are you, you are from your hometown?"

However, the strong man smiled and told the fact that surprised them. The legend of Alva Delmond was actually a strong man from the world of Mycrov. He was once ordered to take the copy of the Great Information Library to the farthest depth of the silent void before the "Lonely Expedition". Now that the battle has ended, the darkness has retreated, and he was moved by Alva's sacrifice and dedication, and for his own glory, the middle-aged man in the exploration team hoped that Alva and his fleet would turn around, return to the diverse galaxy, and obtain his praise and honor.

However, the strong man calmly refused the invitation.

"The 'Roaders Wandering Fleet' will not turn around, and will not stop. I will continue sailing with everyone on the fleet, and sail forever... How much does the teacher pay to protect us? I just endured such a tiny loneliness to maintain the spark of civilization... Please come back, thank you for telling me the news about my hometown. If possible, please tell me, and say 'Alva is still moving forward'. Only these seven words are enough."

After the engine was repaired, the explorers were about to return along the drifting road, but some people were unwilling to leave. They volunteered to join this lonely fleet and were willing to accompany them to continue this eternal expedition.

The story of this vast era is endless if it is to be told, but just as all eras have an end and all stories have an end, the end of the era of great pioneering originated from a war that was not a war between the multi-galaxy order and another multi-galaxy order, but a war between many orders and many chaos. Just when the official fleet of the Starfall United Government arrived at this brand new multi-galaxy, another messenger of another multi-galaxy also came to this multi-galaxy.

What they brought was a request for help, a desperate letter from the army of evil gods invaded their hometown and destroyed countless civilizations and worlds. They were fighting hard, but they were almost unable to hold on. The messenger who asked for help for any order that might exist in the distant void was the last struggle of the sentient beings in the diverse galaxy.

One order is in need of help, so the other order will lend a helping hand. Before the era of pioneering has ended, the expedition of Mars has begun to ignite on the curtain. In this thousand years when the suffering brought by chaos has not yet been forgotten, all the brave men in the two diverse galaxies are gathering. Soon, a brave volunteer expeditionary force has been formed, and they are full of anger and heroism, order and hope, sailing to the distant stars.

【'Expeditionary Age', 1,500th year after the 'first year of rebirth']

For the extraordinary people of immortality, the order expedition a thousand years ago seemed to have happened yesterday. Whether it was sacrifice, struggle, or the final triumph, they were firmly engraved in their memories and could not be forgotten for a long time.

But for ordinary people, a thousand years is dozens of generations. Ordinary people can't even remember the name of their grandfather. How could they remember such a long history? What's more, those difficult and difficult history are nothing to remember. When they were born, the "Unit of the Multiple Galaxy Order" had already developed to its peak. This super-giant order alliance formed by combining all order civilizations of more than eight Multiple Galaxy. Now, just like the sky is at its peak. In addition to the fleet on the edge of the alliance, there are fleets sweeping the void and strangling chaos, the many civilizations in the heart of the alliance have long forgotten what war and chaos are, let alone the horror of the evil gods.

They were born among the flowers, bathed in the bright sunshine, as if the eternal light shone on them, making them happy, happy, and grow without worries. This is not a bad thing, but rather, this is what all the many warriors and strong men who sacrificed for it and fought for it hope to see.

In this era, the culture between civilizations has truly developed to its peak. In the diverse galaxy, the boundaries between many civilizations, races and countries have begun to be eliminated. With the joint efforts of the government to eliminate all exclusions and instill the concept of "all things, all orders, and all orders," finally, the "union" of many civilizations and countries finally became a real "federal". The first federal president was a powerful man from the "Starfall United Diversity" and the "Microv World", [Saint Lorenda].

This practitioner of the Way of Holy Light is not the most powerful of the entire "majority Federation", but he is the most just, most popular and most acceptable to all forces. An impartial and absolutely just chairman of the Holy Light is indeed the leader that this new federation needs the most.

Soon, with the creation of the "big multi-definition", the new laws and new calendars began to be unified. Under the will of many strong people and civilizations, they wanted to build all living beings in the multi-diverse galaxy into an iron plate, a "fist" that can be "clenched" is enough to destroy all "chaotic"!

But strangely, the new calendar of the Federation did not use the day of the birth of the Federation as its first year. It originated from the stars falling into the multi-galaxy. The leaders of the first federal leaders solemnly declared that this was the "1,500th year" that they and all living beings in the multi-universe should remember, and it is always difficult for other people with multi-galaxy to understand this.

At this time, people from the diverse galaxies of Xingdian are always happy to explain the reasons for them. They are always willing to speak and tell a legend of sacrifice, salvation, guardianship and battle, a story of a man, a god, and a real warrior.

And this year happened to be the 1,500th year after Joshua Van Radcliff sealed the endless evil gods cluster.

[Federal Calendar, Three Thousand Years.]

"Finally, we are close."

In the deepest part of the distant silent void, a small team was sailing rapidly in the darkness, driving the latest exploration ship.

This was not a strange scene. Even though the majority of the multi-union was at its peak, the many explorers sent toward the silent void have never been missing, whether it was the first, the second, or even the fifteenth federal government today, all take uniting more diverse galaxy civilizations as their mission. In any accessible void, it is possible to see the federal exploration fleet.

However, if anyone could carefully observe the true identity of this team member, he would be shocked to bite his tongue or mouthparts down. In the small exploration ship, there were actually seven legends, three gods, and a total of ten highest-level existences!

At this moment, this Exploration Team, which had an unprecedented luxury lineup, just stopped abruptly and appeared in front of them, was a dark, silent, incomprehensible and still expanding darkness.

The endless darkness is like a wall that spans the void. It cannot see the heights up and down, and it cannot see the ends from left to right. It is like a barrier that is so strong that it is isolated from the multiverse, standing here silently, and slowly but never stops "expansion".

"This is where the 'time trap' is. After three thousand years, we finally caught up with his former steps and came to where he left."

The first speaker was a legendary strong man with vicissitudes of sight. The first federal president, San Lorenda, said in an extremely rare tone with a hint of trembling tone: "As long as we pass through this barrier, can we find his wreckage? Or is he still alive, just sleeping in it?"

"No."

A word was briefly spit out. The legendary limit of space-time master Nostradamus stared at the dark barrier in front of him. He was responsible for building multiple galaxy space-time networks connected by multiple galaxy space-time networks, and then slowly said: "It is different from the time traps that usually arise due to 'relative speed'... The so-called 'time traps' here are simply an artificially expanded 'event horizon'."

"This is a box, a seal, a...a seal that we imagine three thousand years later... all the chaos and all the darkness are shrouded in this box. We can't get in, they can't get out."

"The event horizon...that is, did he finally turn his body into a supermassive 'world'?"

Although the words were in questionable, the tone was a conclusive statement, with a sharp momentum. It was more like a queen than the beginning. The former seventh federal president, No. 3's voice was a little excited: "In other words, the time within the horizon of this event may be very slow!"

"Even, at the very center... it is likely that there will be still the scene where the war ends at the last moment!"

“That’s not necessarily.”

He shook his head calmly and dressed in military uniform. Now the commander of the 104 heavy fleet of the federal government, Lisa Colonos, the commander of the Western District Marshal, said calmly: "I know the power of the teacher. Not to mention that he has not yet achieved the nearest saint, even if he has not yet achieved the legend limit, he can control time and space to a certain extent, even in order to eliminate the evil gods, he cannot make time in his event holy world pass so slowly. I even have reason to suspect that the teacher will even speed up the time in it and destroy the many evil gods he sealed as much as possible."

This is indeed a very possible thing. Lisa's words brought a silence, and everyone, all God, was pondering.

But no matter how much they think, facing this black event horizon, a wall of time and space, they were helpless and had no choice but to guess and sigh.

"We have not yet touched the power of the saints. Even Emperor Amos will probably take thousands of years to swallow the abyss of the bloody battle in the galaxy, and then forcefully become the saints with their power... It's too long, and this path is not easy to walk. It can even be said that only Emperor Amos can walk."

The person who spoke was the God of Life. This god came to the void. She condensed a hand of divine power. She wanted to touch the black event vision. At the moment of touching, the god's face changed and found that his divine power was swallowed by this black barrier in an instant and no longer controlled by himself.

Backing back to the exploration ship, the God of Life shook his head: "The Limit of Legend and the Realm of the True God is a threshold. It is difficult for many high-level legendary masters to cross this boundary even at the cost of self-destruction. And for the strongest masters at the Limit of Legend, close to the Saint is another incredible huge threshold. Now, besides Emperor Amos, there are still a few special individuals that need limited conditions to exert a certain level of close to the Saint level, we have not mastered a true path to the Saint."

"Although there are many endless beings in the diverse galaxy, it is basically impossible to appear as a guy similar to that man." The God of Justice and Power, facing this endless darkness, could not help but sigh, looked down at his hand, and said softly: "How lucky we are to be able to live in the same era with him."

"How unfortunate we are, we have witnessed the end of this era with our own eyes."

"No matter what, we cannot let other explorers or other powerful people from other civilizations approach this place."

Finally, the former "nature mentor" and the current "Lord of All Things", Galannold, who became a new generation of God of Nature, made a conclusion: "We need to block this area, and this is also for them to get in touch with this event horizon. Even the true gods may fall in an instant."

"So, I'll do it."

Silenced to this point, the black-haired dragon girl walked forward, the legendary Gu Longhei smiled and looked around the people around her. She said calmly: "I am willing to voluntarily stay here and watch over this void."

This is something no one can refuse. Even No. 3 and Xiaoguang are not good. As one of the lives closest to that man in the past, the black ancient dragon turned into a huge prototype and stationed in this void. For this reason, the federal government even secretly dragged several worlds to come here to build huge world city blocks and void fortresses.

The silent and peaceful light flowed rapidly, and with the words of warnings and warnings passed down by countless people, a huge legend of "forbidden zone for all things" was circulated among the entire federal explorers.

Before we knew it, it was another few thousand years.

[Federal Calendar, ‘Stable Era’, the Fifth Thousand Year.]

If the boring and tasteless daily life in peaceful times can be regarded as a story, then the sporadic splashes of water that appear in the long river of time may be enough to spread as "big news".

In this extremely stable two thousand years, not to mention war, even a little chaos or a little civil strife, perhaps only one of them is the dissolution of the Mycrov star fall united, and the essence of the dissolution.

With the continuous expansion of the majority of multi-union, even a powerful civilization like the Star Desert Union is difficult to ensure its cohesion. As the Ether Star disappeared into the void under the leadership of digital gods, many new generations of Mycrov legends and new generations of gods spread to every corner of the multi-union. They led their own tribes and subordinates to infiltrate the entire multi-union.

Since then, "humans" have no longer been a race that mainly resides in the multi-galaxy of Starfall, but a "universal race" spreading across almost the entire multi-universe, at least thirty-seven multi-galaxies. Their figures have spread with the pace of the majority of multi-union, and each branch has almost embarked on a completely different path.

Some humans, assimilated with other local races, have become countless special sub-humans, and some have always maintained the purity of their own bloodlines and glorified them even when they go to the corners of the multiverse. But in the same way, there are also geometric bodies that transform themselves into many bloodlines of monsters, just monsters with human shapes, and even more, they even completely mechanized their own **, psychics, elements, and then reproduced a brand new race.
To be continued...