There is no need for the weak to exist.

The history of civilization is the process of the strong constantly defeating the weak.

Under the ancient yellow-brown stars, there is a dark red star, which has dim sunlight, cold atmosphere, and rugged and changeable strange terrain. According to the common sense of life, this iron-rich land and atmosphere should not have been born in the iron-rich land. It is so barren and boring that even if other spaceships of higher civilizations pass by, I am afraid I am too lazy to explore it once.

However, it was in this almost cruel world of death that something miraculous was born. In the hot hot springs in the deep valley basin, the initial budding of life was born with vigorous magic movements. With the gradual "deep magic layer" that gradually wrapped around the world due to geological movements, the original life spread to the entire world. With the violent evolution over tens of millions of years, a race as tough as iron was born among the countless generations of descendants of primitive life.

They were born among mountain caves and lived in winding deep caves. The shape of this tribe is similar to a snail, but their bodies are stronger than rocks, and the carapaces they carry are even more comparable to steel. Although this thick shell is a burden, it ensures the safety of the tribe. In this regard, they proudly named Amos (a, which means "the burden-bearer" in ancient language.

As time rotates, their tribes prosper and grows, and their civilization becomes more and more prosperous. From the ancient Paleolithic Age to the magic industrial era where the extraordinary paths are flourishing, the Amos gradually occupied the entire world. They exterminated the Titan lizards, which are both intelligent life, defeated the prehistoric beasts that once lived on the earth together. They drove out the winding mountain large opera and drove many metal beasts that would destroy their mountain cities into the ecological protection circle. The Amos successfully changed the entire world, changed their civilization, and made the entire planet become the territory of the Amos.

However, there is one thing that the Amos cannot change.

That is the burden on the shoulders of all intelligent life.

Weak.

The weak original sin.

It was the Paleolithic era, thrown into a lava pond, and was born with a deformity.

It was an ancient nation that was driven away from its homeland because of its inadequate tools.

It was the era of the primitive tribe, and the backward tribes that did not master elemental magic, so they were destroyed by the entire clan.

They are ever-changing, and they are numerous. They are children whose shells are not hard enough, they are despised and discriminated against, and cry in the corner because of bullying; they are children who are unable to learn magic even if they are all in their strength, and are eliminated by society, and can only do the most primitive physical labor; they are "untouchables" born poor, have no resources to learn, have no chance to change their destiny, have no future to speak of, are forgotten by society in the corner, and are "not worthy of taxes".

They are weak.

Various reasons and various causes and effects. Since the beginning of life, the world has naturally distinguished between strong and weak. Large cells eat small cells, and the carapace is strong and smashed into the carapace is fragile. It can be enslaved by tools and cannot be used to bully by magic.

The nobles exploit slaves and farmers, and use the resources of the entire territory to support themselves and the next generation, and then let the next generation, who are like themselves, or even stronger, continue to exploit the next generation of slaves and farmers. The kings rule the country, and the royal family gathers the power of the kingdom to cultivate the strong, and maintains the rule until thousands of years later. The order of reincarnation from generation to generation is like a solid hammer, pounding the entire world, shaping morality, logic and belief into completely different appearances.

The strong oppress the weak, the strong defeat the weak, the weak are unwilling to accept it, the weak are angry, but what can this be? How can tears cry to collapse the castle of the nobles, and how can roar break the king's palace? Under the power gap between extraordinary civilized individuals that cannot be measured by reason, this is the order. For countless years, the strong have relied on eating the flesh and blood of the weak to maintain their rule, and have enough time and resources to deduce one realm of extraordinary power.

It is precisely because of this that civilization progresses.

【Weakness is a sin】

A king sat at the peak of the mountainous country it ruled. He looked down at his huge empire, and his powerful magic swept through the entire country. He was the first person in the history of Amos civilization with such extraordinary power. He was an unprecedented genius, the highest masterpiece of blood inheritance, and the first person who could feel the pain of all the weak through extraordinary power and understand this sadness with empathy.

【The weak are borne by the original sin】

Civilization has stagnated. The overly primitive method of resource accumulation is no longer enough to enable the Amos to reach the next realm. Because the Amos in the lower level have been squeezed and tortured for countless years, they and the Amos in the top level have almost become two races. The race called the "Low Amos" has almost no magical talent, has a small figure, is fragile, cannot tolerate high temperature and pressure, and cannot dig magic crystals in the deep mining area for a long time to provide the "Gamos" for cultivation. The Amos in the high level is strong, and the carapace is composed of blood alloys inherited by the family. The powerful magic is enough to transform the terrain. They can swim in volcanoes and swim in lava, but they never do production and only pursue strength in their lives.

【Everything is the fault of the weak】

It is because the weak are too weak to meet the increasing demands of the strong, which leads to the stagnation of civilization. The weak have become a cancer in the Amos civilization at this time, and it is the fundamental reason for the inability to make civilization progress. At the dawn of this new era, the weak and low Amos people are just a waste of resources, their value is even negative. These painful survival, struggle and continuation of life, and even the will to survive are completely mistakes.

【There is no need for the weak to exist】

The king felt the suffering of the weak, the king felt the weakness of the weak, the king felt their hardships, their pain, they struggled to live but did not know what tomorrow meant, their painful survival but did not know where the future lies. They even did not understand what words "tomorrow" and "future" were. They could not even understand that they and the nobles were actually the same race.

But unlike other nobles of high Amos who regard the underestimated Amos as tools, slaves, and numbers, the king, who is born as strong, pity them. The king condescends to face them. He promises the weak that they can take down a wish.

And facing the generous king, the weak man who was questioned, the low Amos who had not left his name, said in a numb, fanatical, painful, humble tone to the king who was high and sympathetic, and was extremely relieved.

"Let me die."

So the weak died.

This is both the redemption prayed by the Low Amos.

So it turns out that they have endured such suffering. So it turns out that they do not desire life at all.

Since that day, the king has realized the truth, and it is precisely because of this that a great emperor was born here.

[Yes, since the weak will suffer.]

Then let the weak gentle kill them before they gain consciousness, know their weakness, grow in reality, and experience endless pain. Before the embryo turns into life, before life has wisdom, and before wisdom forms self-consciousness, erase all this.

The darkness and suffering of the future will be thousands and hundreds of times that of today. Facing the void, facing other civilizations, facing the world-devourers who have wiped out the world, in the barrage of existence, the pain of the weak is so sad, so let it go, and leave everything, responsibility, glory and suffering, as well as the right to survive and the future, everything is left to the strong

Leave only geniuses and only strong people, erase all the cancers called weaknesses, let the strong provide themselves, let the strong grow themselves, let the strong leave all the burdens of offering systems, and become their own civilization. In this way, our civilization will surely prosper.

Moreover, no achievements or glory need to be cast on the "pain of the weak". Our civilization is pure, noble, brilliant and perfect.

Because all sins and all pains have ended at the beginning of their birth.

"We cut off our weaknesses, we change our bodies, we swallow the poison, we transform our thinking, we spit on God and faith, we pick our pope up and burn it on the iron cone, we detonate the magic energy fission bomb on our planet just to make all weak beings not have the slightest possibility of survival."

"We are the Amos chosen by the people who carry heavy burdens. We carry carapaces and hills. We carry mountains and planets. Our Great Emperor carries the galaxy. We smile and eat the flesh and blood of the weak and take the suffering from them. All glory and responsibility. We will fight in this dark multiverse until the last moment, and remove all the sorrows and pains of the weak from all the stars!"

The twisted will turns into a huge cluster, and the dark belief comes across the galaxy.

No one felt this terrifying fluctuation, no one could know this wave that only exists as the source of information, only spreads in the 'flame'.

Indeed, people cannot perceive it.

This shock between the flames and flames of civilization, the pure "spirit" shock may only represent the collective will of "civilization itself" be able to slightly perceive one or two, and perceive the information traveling through endless darkness.

But man cannot, God can.

The Lost Galaxy, the Mycrov Star Domain, behind the huge Star Gate of the Star Gate, inside the sacrificial ground of the Ten Thousand Worlds, was buried in the underground laboratory. The cocoon of golden divine power was trembling and shaking in anger.

The gods who slept in the "initial fire" and in the "infinite source" opened their eyes when the dark night was illuminated by the light of the cracks in time and space.

The "God" who divided justice and power at Ye Ming woke up.
Chapter completed!