The void is wider and larger than the universe.

so.

Wars in the void will also be even greater.

In the 109th year of the Third Era, at the beginning of the year of resurrection, the home star of my hometown entered a severe winter away from the orbit of the star with the orbit of the father of the sky. Just like in the past few hundred years, our fleet left this small galaxy world and came to cruise in the void in this unsuitable season.

The Father of the Sky is the name of the gas giant planet surrounded by the mother planet. In the daytime of the tundra of the hometown, its light blue figure can occupy the entire sky, so it is respected as the Father of the Sky. There are two livable planets that also surround the Father of the Sky, which are affectionately called "Mother" and "Brother".

In the past thousands of years of civilization and youth, countless stories have unfolded around these stars. Our mother star "cradle" rotates safely in the orbit of father, mother, and satellite "sister", while our race quietly grows in the cradle.

History is inspiring, and time flies quietly like in narrative poems. In the blink of an eye, our civilization grows and grows, and our horizons open. We launch a spaceship into the stars and explores the stars. We explore the boundaries of the world, then enter the void, and come to the big stage of the world. Of course, for thousands of years, we naturally have civil wars and disputes, but we are a race after all, and all contradictions disappear with time, and we move forward together.

We once thought this was the new beginning of our civilization, and the vast galaxy and future in the void were awaiting our exploration.

But reality tells us that this is our limit.

The world is not empty. In fact, it is full of all kinds of civilizations. Because of the existence of extraordinary power and souls, wisdom civilizations are more than we imagined. Every shining star is a prosperous world of life. In these worlds, are there races that explore the mystery of the void, and there are also existences like us who have just begun to set off. Of course, the void civilization that is much more powerful than us must also exist.

And always malicious.

They came, from the stars not far away, their warships were larger and more advanced than ours, and experienced more baptisms of war. They discovered us, so they launched an attack, and the fierce artillery fire and the extraordinary special troops that could cross the void caused us to suffer heavy losses. We retreated step by step, and we were oppressed back to the mother world and the mother galaxy. We were angry, but our fleet had become a piece of scrap copper and iron. Even the "sister" was shattered by the powerful main artillery fire. The wreckage floated scattered in orbit, forming scattered asteroid rings, so we could only surrender, bow down and accept their control.

The Koshia people, this is their name. They are a huge empire that occupies more than forty worlds and governs five vassal states. Our country must regard it as the sect leader. Our people must submit a quarter of the production they produce. Our scientists and extraordinary people are called at will. Although our fleet has not been disbanded, they must obey the other party's jurisdiction and engage in various dangerous battles.

We do not allow colonization, expansion, exploration, research that they do not allow, they destroy our culture, try to transform our people and make us their dedicated miner race, but for various reasons, this last step is always impossible to achieve successfully.

This is our luck, but it is also a kind of sorrow that puts all destiny in the hands of luck. Isn’t it the most sad sorrow that wise life can feel?

And just as our fleet was preparing to do routine, cruising the surrounding voids and seeing if we could pick up some rare void resources, their order came again: they detected a great change in the vicinity of the galaxy, and a war was ready to go. According to them, there were many civilizations, even several extremely powerful civilizations, ready to see the situation, and these existences might have a conflict and then evolved into melee, and they might be able to gain some benefits from it.

Of course, we always come to the danger, and they get the benefits. This is the fate of losers and vassals. But even so, if we can pick up some warship wreckages of advanced civilizations, we may be able to slightly improve our technology and national strength... This is a hard-earned opportunity for progress, and we have no choice.

So the vast fleet sailed in the void, and we were the first to be hit. The extraordinary people of the Koshia were wearing armor and acted with the warships, bringing the dazzling magic light. We also had some control over this brilliance, but our powerful extraordinary people would always be forced to leave by them and would never return to our clan again. Therefore, our inheritance became increasingly scarce, and it was difficult to improve until now.

We sprinted and leaped numbly, and we traveled through the void and came to the empty void between the galaxies. The time and space fluctuations were gentle, but until we came here, we felt regret and fear because in this originally vast and empty area, it was occupied by countless civilized reconnaissance ships and fleets, and a huge fleet that was extremely large enough to distort the galaxies was also moving.

That is the knowledge receiver, one of the most powerful civilizations in this diverse galaxy. They silently parade between the sea of ​​stars, passing through all the civilizations they are interested in, and taking over all the knowledge they are interested in. We should be glad that we are weak and ignorant, because in this way they will not attack us, and the receiver will not waste their energy on civilizations that have already confirmed to be "worthless".

“We should retreat.”

Soon, we sensed a new energy fluctuation, which was a trembling fear fluctuation even through countless stars. The existence coming was undoubtedly extremely powerful. A series of terrifying auras suddenly lit up at the other end of the galaxy. The knowledge receiver and these two auras were three-legged tripods. These extremely powerful civilizations are confronting each other through the void between the galaxy. There is no doubt that this is no longer an area where we, the weak existences, can watch.

"keep going!"

But the Koshia orders were still so arrogant...the interests were so obsessed with them, but we knew their ideas. They guessed that the confrontation between these three powerful civilizations was because the civilization that set up a defensive array on the other end of the other galaxy discovered some secret treasures or extremely important ancient ruins. They wanted to know what treasures and ruins were guarding behind them, and tried to get some benefits from them.

The greed of the Koshia people is actually not surprising, nor is it crazy, because there are many rapidly growing civilizations in this galaxy because of the discovery of secret treasures and ancient ruins. Even we know a little about their legends and stories. It is not strange that these Koshia people who are more clear about are crazy about them, let alone us, not them, and they are naturally willing to give in to others.

So we and other vassals were forced to move forward, and we did not conflict head-on, but detoured from another direction of the void. After all, the area connected between the galaxy and the galaxy was so vast that there was no need to go to the shortest and most convenient straight line to reach... And at this moment, the war began.

We cannot describe the grand flames that first launched the attack were the fleets that set up defense lines at the other end of the galaxy. They were sparse in number, but strange in shape, with eight void beasts as huge as small worlds, becoming their barriers. The world on the back of the void beasts also began to slowly lift the shields, revealing the hideous fortress group of biomass behind them. Countless small ships like plants took off from it, densely packed like bees.

Then, there is massacre.

Most of the fleets that were watching, watching, or trying to bypass them like us were destroyed in an instant, and it was not a simple explosion. We could see that the crust ships in the distance were hit by a twisted space, and then in an instant became a painting-like plane, and finally turned into the finest dust under the correction of the void; we could see that the Rankmoyers' fleet was destroyed most of the rapid attacks that could not be seen with observational instruments, and the annihilation elements made them the brilliant fireworks in the void; we could see that the shadow spread in the void, and all the warships that could not dodge could only slowly sink in this darkness in vain after firing one or two main guns, and then swallowed invisibly.

Energy light particles as bright as the sun rose from the flagships of those fleets. They formed a circular magic circle in the void, tearing apart time and space, as if summoning some huge machinery. We can vaguely see the hideous and beautiful claws from behind the cracks in time and space, and an extremely dangerous aura is revealed.

The fleet of the knowledge receivers was strong and powerful. Their shields were connected together and took all the attacks. They also began to fight back. The energy light particles flying at sub-light speed and the energy arc that tore through space-time filled half of the void. We could only avoid it in a hurry, and even rejected the command of the furious Koshia for the first time and turned directly to escape.

And with us, there were countless other bystanders who were originally watching. They fled in a panic, with drooping flags and neat arrays full of holes. They seemed to have faced a nightmare. This incredible attack method could not even understand. Even if they picked up the wreckage, it would be a disaster, not a blessing.

The warships that were originally powerful in our eyes fell and turned into smoke and dust. The Tar people's flagships lost their glory. Their circular huge warships are now like donuts that have been eaten, splitting into pieces in the void. This void civilization fleet that competed with the Koshia in this star field is wailing and fleeing, leaving behind a large piece of incomplete warship wreckage. We can receive their panic hyperspace messenger, full of panic screams.

No matter what secret treasure or ruins are, we cannot get it. The Koshia people are too arrogant. We are just ants in the starry sky. How can we mix into the battle of giant beasts? A civilization without self-knowledge will eventually be destroyed.

Just like the Koshia.

Most of the onlookers were cleaned up, and the knowledge takeover and the unknown civilization on the opposite side did this at the same time. They cleared the battlefield, and now they once again began to confront each other, launching tentative attacks and defenses. The moving metal galaxy also temporarily stopped and began to build a magnificent void fortress. But just as the fish that escaped the net always existed, the Koshia and their relatives who did not turn around and fled with us actually passed through the dense firepower nets of both sides and survived the life-long front.

They seemed to know their nebula, so without stopping, they quickly moved to the depths of the galaxy to avoid the attacks of these two terrifying civilized fleets. We could receive the communication channel full of crying and crying, and could hear the nonsense prayer... But the excitement was only temporary. They thought they had escaped from the attack range of both sides, but we could clearly know that this was not the case.

It's like falling into an ice cave. When the huge ring magic array tear apart the space and summoned the extremely huge steel creature into the void, our hearts were cold. Although we don't know what it is for now, there is no doubt that it is a weapon that a super civilization needs to be treated with care and is the highest technological crystallization.

Soon we knew it was a flower, a flower forged by steel. It was not yet blooming and looked like an oval seed. Countless flexible live metal pipes made of pipes covered with structures like tree roots or blood vessels, like veins made of metal, which divide the entire seed into sixteen sectors, each of which is divided by a transparent crystal layer.

Now, under the infusion of extremely surging energy, this kind of seed began to bloom, and the metal sectors that lasted thousands of meters long began to stretch and turned into petal-like shapes. Originally bound by these metal petals at the center, there was a huge etheric light ball that was constantly rotating, expanding and contracting. After the light ball broke away from the constraints of the metal petals, it began to throw light blue light bands like ribbons around, just like a silver-blue flower showing its core.

It just slung smoothly in the void, shrouded by bright and soft light blue light bands, and the thick etheric light rolled around it, like a corona.

Just as the petals were blooming, we felt that the extremely dangerous gaze swept across the starry sky. He swept over us and ignored the weak us. But even so, the feeling of being seen through inside the bones was still immersed in our souls. He stared at everything in the void indifferently, and then silently condensed his gaze on the Koshia fleet.

The light bloomed from the metal flower, and the light blue etheric light passed through the dark void, shining on the Koshia's proud fleet.

Then they disappeared for a moment and disappeared completely.

The Koshia fleet is finished

This fleet that has conquered double-digit void civilization for thousands of years, possessed plural vassals, and won countless glory. This fleet, which has been recorded and praised by thousands of historical books, has left behind many brilliant achievements and martial arts and legends, has quietly turned into nothing like dust in the sun and tears in the rain. No matter they, us, or other civilizations that are quietly peeking at this scene from afar, they cannot understand all this.

How did they do it?

But now is not the time to be confused.

We are running away at a rapid pace.

Hundreds of warships were destroyed, and the main fleet of the Koshia tribe was destroyed. It is not surprising that these existences who rely on force to suppress, conquer and enslave other civilizations had such an end, but we were disturbed, because there were also our compatriots in that fleet. They were conscripted by the Koshia people and reluctantly left behind the tundra land of their mother planet and became the minions of the Koshia people. They had not returned to us for decades and hundreds of years, but they were still our compatriots, and their deaths made us sad.

But now we can only escape in panic.

This is no longer a path that can be passed by "lucky" and no longer a arena that can be watched by "carefulness", but a battlefield for decisive battles between higher civilizations. We survived for luck, but we just escaped from death and rested on others. But again and again, this is the destined ending of a weak civilization. We do not hate it, but we just feel angry, if we fall behind, we will be beaten and exploited. Only this truth has always been engraved in our hearts.

but.

The main fleet of the Koshia people has been completely destroyed, but we are intact... and the Koshia people's squadron has to suppress other vassals and guard their huge territory and territory... The war of super civilization may be our opportunity.

Goodbye, the enslaved past.

We look back and see again where the fleet of fellow countrymen and Koshia disappeared.

The trajectory left by the light blue light in the void is still shining.

The silver, golden, and black fleet is located behind the huge void beasts, guarding the huge steel flower. It is spinning in the void, and the petals on the edges of the sixteen crystals have a strange and dangerous light.

We long for, envious, curious and surging, looking at the powerful ray of light.

The name is "civilization", "light".
Chapter completed!