Around the surroundings is endless chaotic void, and there is also deathly silence. Awakened from an illusion-like dream, Joshua raised his head speechlessly and looked at the darkness around him. This time, darkness is not just darkness, it is also a mixture of all depression, despair and struggle.

In this darkness.

Joshua could hear that he had lost his parents' children because of the war and cried in the empty house.

Joshua could hear that the old man who lost his children because of the natural disaster was silently choking at the tombstone.

It can even be seen that young people who are bullied by the dark system and have no way to go can only choose the tears shed when they die, and above this is a desperate society completely trapped in the dystopian system.

It can be seen that in the early days of industrial society, he was squeezed by the factory owner and was exhausted from breathing. When he went home, he had to carry the silent sobs of the middle-aged man living in a family of five. He was not because of his crippled body, but because he was worried about how his family would continue to move forward after his death.

Contradictions are not just war, and the end is not just grand destruction. They can be hidden in extremely small places, hidden in systems, hidden in the hearts of all desperate people, and will never be easily revealed until necessary.

One individual can never understand another individual, and they don’t understand the joys and sorrows of life. Although people can cry, for others, it is just boring noise, with them separated by an abyss.

Joshua stared at all this, and he could hear, see, and even touch and perceive it.

He could see that the sad relatives under natural disasters died earlier than themselves, and even died to save themselves.

He could feel that his confused comrades in the war died worthlessly because of stupid high-level conflicts, and even he was about to die because of stupid instructions or was given up by the commander.

Industry has been overdeveloped and has fallen into a world of extreme pollution. Newborns die early as soon as they are born. They don’t even have time to take a look when they come to this world. They are dying because of the defects and pollution in the mother’s womb, and even have one corpse and two lives. Even more serious, babies born in some places do not even have brains. They have never lived from the beginning, and they do not know whether this is good or bad.

Because of the changing weather, just because the sun is slightly farther away or closer, there will be severe drought and snow disasters. The children of rich peasants in the village are plundered by the hungry people. When they are retrieved again, even their bones are broken and sucked. Among the people who have migrated due to famine, the mother feeds the children with blood, and the men cut off their own meat to offer their wives. The more desperate people even change their children to eat each other. They cry, eat the pieces of meat in despair and guilt, struggling to survive, but they can't do it.

Becoming uglier and more desperate.

The shadow of darkness spread endlessly, and in the extremely dark abyss, silver stars were almost completely covered.

Countless worlds and civilizations were destroyed.

But, should we blame and condemn?

Resenting both sides of the war, the abuse of weapons, or the war itself? Resenting the arrival of natural disasters, climate change, or the law of natural operation?

Is it pointing to cursing at the sky, or trampling on the earth to vent its anger? Is it criticizing the lack of social system, or criticizing the bad nature of civilization and life?

It all seems too empty.

Surrounding the silver stars, infinite chaos flowed rapidly, as if they wanted to struggle out of something. Time passed, and with all their might, it finally broke through some shackles. It was the roar of the evil god who had not yet been born. The sound seemed like a crying howling, like a wounded and dying beast, mixed with anger and sorrow in pain and despair.

Endless memories are surging, it is roaring, questioning the meaning of survival. Endless tears are flowing, it is confused, wondering if there is only sorrow in life.

Listening to this voice, Joshua seemed to have seen the rotation of the times, endless memories, and infinite history, showing an extremely long and seemingly endless corridor in front of him. In the corridor, there are the germination and extinction of countless lives and races, and the destruction of countless worlds and civilizations.

In ancient times, in some worlds, because small-molecular organic matter and large-molecular polymers did not evolve into the prototype of single-cell organisms, life naturally had no way to talk about.

In some worlds, due to the stable climate, algae life occupy the world. They survived for billions of years without any change or evolution. They did not usher in destruction until the arrival of meteorites.

The ancestor of intelligent life has just walked out of his hometown, but was hunted by powerful creatures that have never been seen in a foreign land. Intellectual life that cannot spread to the whole world is blocked in place by overly dangerous beasts, losing further possibilities and infinite future.

In the Stone Age, intelligent life that could only use primitive tools was unable to resist even a natural disaster-level change, or even a simple tribal war and migration could lead to the extinction of several clans.

In the feudal era, a large plague was enough to kill the population of the world. Perhaps there would be survivors for good luck, but if the number of people was not enough, civilization would naturally become extinct.

Every era and every decision may destroy a civilization and a genocide. The invisible large filter filters away any civilization and world that is not lucky. However, the more developed the civilization is, the less important the luck component brought about by changes in the natural environment. On the contrary, the more advanced the technology is, the higher the possibility of the civilization itself being destroyed.

Whether it is the steam era, the industrial era, the electronic era, or the war, they have the ability to destroy a country's vitality. The mutual massacre between civilized individuals is better than any natural change. Smart life holding steel creations prefers to kill wild animals, and they prefer to kill their own kind.

When the Sun Age where the secrets of stars can be discovered, wars become even more terrifying. Any nuclear country can easily launch a war that can destroy the entire ecosystem, let alone the universe era. The more advanced the technology is, the more dangerous the civilization is.

This is just that technical civilization is extremely difficult for those civilizations that hold extraordinary powers. In the feudal era, they held powers that were sufficient to self-destruct.

Joshua could hear more and more wailings of the collapse of the world.

Because the demon tide comes, the sudden appearance of ghosts and monsters and monsters invade civilization, causing the society to collapse, and the evil that has settled at the bottom of civilization and human nature is awakened by extraordinary power, and then devours civilization itself is not an isolated case. Any civilization with sudden appearance of extraordinary power will inevitably set off war and put the whole world in an extremely dangerous extraordinary war.

Even if you are reluctant to suppress contradictions, parades, riots, rebellions, strangeness, revolutions are common. If you have superpowers, relatives and friends do not have superpowers, and relatives and friends have superpowers. If you have superpowers, relatives and friends have superpowers, they do not have superpowers... Just such a relationship can differentiate the original order structure. As long as the social system is even a little insufficient, it will lead to the collapse of civilization.

Extreme civilizations will create the most extreme bitter fruits, but there has never been a stable, eternal and stable civilization in this world. It is a stone, not a god.

Self-destruction

Self-destruction

Self-destruction

Carrying forward by endless memories, walking towards the depths of the corridor that seemed endless, Joshua heard it, hidden in countless sorrowful crying, hidden in countless confused doubts, the song of the unnamed evil god, which was singing destruction and calling for death.

The warrior is enlightened.

The 'Sad Evil God' calls for the destruction of civilization. Its existence and its power do not create contradictions and disputes out of thin air, but induce civilization toward natural destruction.

Born in the land of Nirvana in the abyss, it was the self-destructive factor of all civilizations and the natural enemy of all worlds and lives!

When sadness continues to accumulate in the abyss, it is finally fermented by despair as the bitter fruit called death. In the sound of sorrowful crying, an evil god named [Death] is being nurtured.

"Black... so fucking black!"

"Please, don't continue. I just want to see the dawn next time... Do you not even want to leave this little time for this world?!"

"This plan is likely to cause large-scale geological changes on the surface. The methods are too radical. I don't agree...but do you have no time? Indeed, my term is about to end..."

“Do we still have a future?”

At this time, Joshua felt that he was being wrapped in countless chaos, but billions of memories of countless dead people, countless world fragments that were sunk in the abyss, and had not been reborn or had their marks wiped out were the subject of all this. He could hear, and countless people seemed to whisper in his ears, as if he wanted to assimilate him and turn him into a part of himself.

It can be seen that at the core of the extremely dark abyss, the silver stars have been completely covered by darkness. The original evil god structure has begun to condense and grow around the stars. Even if Qiao Xiuya has long activated the power of the Soul-Fired King, it is useless. As long as the resentment of these broken world fragments cannot be eliminated and the sadness cannot be resolved, he will not be able to differentiate the condensed chaos into countless "1s", and naturally he will not be able to start purifying.

However, the chaos condensed by this instinct did not kill the warrior immediately.

Time passes, in the darkness that is too long.

All memories of the past have disappeared, and even dreams no longer exist in the abyss.

Counting those nights without dawn, even the names are forgotten.

Countless fragments of the dead world sobbed in sorrow.

What is [Death]?

**'s death is just a change in life form for extraordinary creatures, and for lives with powerful souls, **'s death is just the beginning of a new life.

And civilization is the same.

Even if the ‘**’ is destroyed, there are still worlds and civilizations whose names are remembered by other civilizations. Even if they cannot die, if their names are recorded and passed down to the end of the universe, even if they have long been destroyed, they will become de facto eternity.

The true death is the demise of existence. It is those that have perished but have no name, have no memories, and after everything is over, no one remembers it, and just disappears quietly... Everything.

In the land of Nirvana in the Abyss, there are countless "dead" civilizations. They even forgot their names themselves. But in this infinite chaos, in this extremely dark abyss, they repeat their unknown stories again and again in this dark night where no stars are visible.

[Evil God of Death], in this sadness that even time has been forgotten, condensed from the desperate chaos and nurtured.

Joshua is their only listener and the only object they can tell. In this multiverse, no one can remember their names, no one knows their joys and sorrows.

They can only call

so.

Endless sadness swallowed Joshua like this.

...

but.

In the darkness, silver light penetrated the condensed chaos.

A bright light illuminated in the lightless abyss.

The huge steel star began to shake again, and the crimson runes spread on its silver surface, and the chaos was also vaporized, looking like it was like a restart of the core engine, like a furnace heart that was constantly heating up.

Inside the world, the world occupied by countless chaotic mist is rapidly fading away, because at the center of the world, an extremely condensed star is releasing the light. You can see that the phantom of the four-armed giant god appeared in the center of the star, as if sweeping the world.

Joshua van Radcliff was indeed swallowed by grief.

But the warrior did not fall into sorrow.

"I understand. It was because I thought of death at that time that you appeared. Choosing me as the condensation point... was my fault!"

It was me who awakened you who should be dispersed.

Joshua, who woke up from the illusion and opened his eyes again, was no longer the silver steel power, but the pure red light. The fighting intention that transcended the divine nature was churning in his heart, making him clench his four fists: "I actually gave up the battle, although it was only a moment, I actually thought of dying together, chose to "death" easily, gave up the possibility of harder and winning the victory alive!"

"For a warrior, this is the greatest despair and pain!"

The extremely dark abyss, the chaos that was temporarily repelled, was surging, and wanted to continue moving forward, and the shadow of darkness spread again, as if to want to submerge the shining light again.

However, the huge steel star began to deform in an extremely violent roar and vibration. With the extremely strong light that seemed to be a supernova, the giant god named "World" was awakening, and it could be seen in shape. With the changes in the world's matter, a huge mass point began to condense behind the giant god. The black chaos was pulled into it, turning into an Φ-shaped sphere and accretion disk. Endless strong light burst out from the poles of the mass point and turned into a spear that penetrated the darkness.

"I have fought with dragons, beast groups, natural disasters, chaos, and evil gods. I was once in a desperate situation of death and came forward to the powerful enemy that could never be defeated in theory."

But just as dilemma can be surpassed, any "impossible" existence itself is to be conquered and surpassed by life. Even the sadness called [self-destruction] and the evil god named [death] are not the same!

Above the silver outer armor, red Mars began to fly, and the twinkling ash wandered around the giant god. Between the alternation of light and darkness, they were blown into the dark distance by the blazing wind, dotted in endless circles, just like the fire of a prairie fire that never extinguished.

"Fight against the bad nature of civilization and life, against sadness, despair, and the ending called 'death'?"

Watching the shadow of despair that surged again, enough to drown countless worlds, Joshua raised his hand, and the spear that was bred from the poles of the mass point was held in his hand, pointing to the approaching darkness and chaos.

The warrior grinned.

"I like."
Chapter completed!