Chapter 209 Ether Dragon Egg (Please Subscribe)

The sacred realm belonging to the Weeping Angel burned under Qin Zheng's gaze.

The majestic statue is leaning and toppling.

The black mist is dissipating, and the monsters hiding in the darkness are screaming and fleeing.

The whole world is being assimilated.

The majestic gate was slowly shattering.

The roar of pain came from an extremely distant place.

Ancient, absurd, but full of power and rage.

Qin Zheng's eyes crossed the endless dimensions and spaces, followed the place where the sound came from, and saw what was behind the Weeping Angel.

As the fire grew, his power became more powerful.

Even if you look directly at those ancient and mysterious existences, it will not have the slightest impact.

The being that made the roar defy words to describe.

Its body is extremely huge, squeezing and occupying countless time and space, extending in all dimensions that mortals cannot perceive.

Those black planets that have been hollowed out are as insignificant as dust in front of it.

His body was constantly rolling and boiling, like slimy black asphalt.

Eyes as huge as planets grew out of the body and then disappeared.

Countless dark, moth-eaten planets revolved around the monster.

There are countless corpses also rotating around it.

Together they make a strange, ethereal sound.

These melodies are combined into music that echoes forever.

Sung by the corrupted celestial beings and the dead.

This is the truth about the sacred realm of the Weeping Angels.

Those corpses floating between celestial bodies and monsters are the creatures that claim to have entered the eternal kingdom of heaven.

They ascended to the gods, and then merged with the eternal evil god in a weird posture.

Dante's eyes studied the being behind the Weeping Angel.

If I guessed correctly, this guy should be the Supreme God worshiped by the Monastery.

An evil god cannot have only one race as followers.

They can exert influence over many races simultaneously.

And don't think that the evil gods will bridge the gaps and divisions between these races.

To a greater extent, believers are just nourishment to God, lambs being shepherded.

The difference between different races may be that this race is a sheep, that race is a dog, and that race is a chicken.

Will the farmer find a way to let chickens, ducks, sheep and dogs live together harmoniously, and then move towards a better life? ?

No! !

All the farmer cares about is the harvest.

They don't care about other things.

Only the stupidest chickens, ducks and sheep would think that farmers would love them across races, identities, and everything.

Love can only be born between people of the same race.

The only one who can protect the wolves is the wolf himself.

If a wolf kneels down to worship tigers and lions and thinks that lions and tigers will protect the wolves, it is too simplistic.

No matter how powerful tigers and lions are, they will only kill the female wolf and take away the cubs.

Cruelty is the nature of the universe, and absurdity is the nature of the universe.

In the minds of many people, God is a very sacred word.

The word angel has always represented beauty and kindness.

But it's all just lies.

Real angels never represent beauty, but terror and distortion.

They look no different from demons, even more infiltrative.

Human myths hide embellished truths.

Just like those fairy tales, they are said to be very romantic.

But those are just by-products of subspace tides.

When the power of the warp overwhelms the power of reality, psychic energy will overflow and people will easily acquire extraordinary abilities.

The so-called extraordinary awakening begins, and the age of myth begins.

Various myths and stories of later generations were also born during this period of time.

When the subspace ebbs, people's psychic talents will also be suppressed, and their extraordinary power will slowly disappear.

The mythical story ends, Ragnarok and the Age of Ending Dharma begin.

If someone carefully examines the time and origin of those stories, they will find that civilizations in different regions have very similar creation times for those mythical stories.

Every myth has its own origin. They are not empty legends, nor are they human fantasies and awe of nature.

It is just a piece of history, a distorted history that is passed down by word of mouth and then deliberately beautified by those who are interested.

The Priory was born out of Christianity in the primitive era of mankind.

The ten-day natural disasters, Moses parting the sea, and the birth of Christ—these mythical stories that were once circulated all have their own prototype stories.

But they are not beautiful. When performing miracles, they are often accompanied by bloody sacrifices.

Because if you want to leverage the power of subspace, you must sacrifice.

As people often embellish these stories out of selfish desires or rulers for their own status, this causes them to be far different from the original records.

Humanity's habit of human sacrifice continued into the industrial age.

During the ebb of the subspace tide, human civilization picked up things called science and reason for the first time, freeing itself from ignorance and ignorance.

Unfortunately, they also abandoned those ancient legends as nonsense.

They live in an era when the warp and the veil of reality are strengthened, and supernatural powers are weakened as never before. They stubbornly believe that all myths and stories are just fantasy and not reality.

As mankind entered the industrial age, criticism of gods was added.

People no longer have any respect for those mythical stories.

The images of angels and gods are personified wantonly, giving them holy and bright images, beautiful and handsome skins, and waving elegant wings at all times.

In fact, in many original mythological records, the images of gods and angels have always been terrifying.

They have multiple heads, multiple eyes, and their bodies are not human-like.

Instead, it is ring-shaped, spherical, or even bizarre-shaped.

Gods are real, but humans are insignificant in the universe.

Will a farmer turn into a sheep for the sake of the sheep in the sheepfold?

Won't! !

The gods will not deliberately change their images for humans, nor will they be centered on humans.

As the tide of the Warp receded, ignorant descendants glorified those ancient beings.

It feels like the entire universe revolves around them.

I feel like if there really are gods in this universe.

They must be licking their faces to experience life in the human world, and even crying and wanting to fall in love with humans.

If something like that really happened, it would be no less than a farmer letting a ewe into his tent.

Just thinking about it makes people’s scalp numb, nauseated and nauseated. How could there be any happiness and joy at all? ?

Gods are real, but they are not what humans imagine them to be.

Qin Zheng stared at the Supreme God behind the sacred realm of the Weeping Angel.

The other party's existence should be very old.

The impact on human beings is estimated to have begun since primitive times.

The organizations headed by the Priory are devout believers in this existence.

Those crazy people only want to ascend to God and pursue the eternal kingdom of heaven.

He yearns wholeheartedly to ascend to the gods and become an eternal existence, just like those gods and ancient races in the past, until the real universe collapses, reincarnates, and collapses again.

As for why they are so crazy that they think they can succeed, it may be because they came into contact with an ancient race like the Weeping Angels.

The Weeping Angels may be a descendant created by the Supreme God.

It may also be a race in ancient times that worshiped the Supreme God and then became a god.

After sublimation, they became Weeping Angels and gained eternity and immortality.

To a certain extent, the Weeping Angels are already a subspace race.

In order to be able to move in reality, it has the weakness of collapsing into a sculpture when observed, but it also has the advantage of being unable to be harmed.

In a way, the Weeping Angels are a successful hermitage.

They were blessed by the Most High God and transformed into immortal beings.

Those ancient races that can survive to this day are all inextricably related to the gods.

To put it simply, it is the race that has been accepted as dogs by the gods that can stand up to this day.

Qin Zheng actually understands the mentality of those extraordinary people.

In the face of the temptation of immortality, the interests of the race are indeed not worth mentioning.

What does the mutation of flesh and blood and the distortion of soul matter? !

This universe is so crazy and chaotic.

Living is the only purpose.

Anything else will be completely erased by the flow of time.

Legendary stories, heroic sacrifices, and tenacious struggles in despair.

Countless stories have happened in the universe, surrounding those gods, those brilliant races and civilizations.

In the end, they were all swept into the garbage heap of time, no one cares about them anymore, and no intelligent beings know about them.

Understanding is understanding, Qin Zheng will still kill them without hesitation.

Those guys have their own interests, and Qin Zheng also has his own interests.

The Milky Way is too crowded and one of us is enough.

Other existences must either get out or be killed by themselves.

As for those beings who follow other gods, Qin Zheng doesn't care whether they are good or bad.

All he had to do was clean them out.

Take control of the galaxy in your own hands.

Qin Zheng, who was sitting on the throne, stretched out his hand and moved it in the void.

The raging flames continued to spurt out as he moved.

This is a rare opportunity. Qin Zheng wants to take away the origin of the Weeping Angel and part of the realm of the Supreme God.

The Lord of the Weeping Angels who defeated Dante sensed that an extremely dangerous force was crossing the subspace and descending on the sacred realm belonging to the Weeping Angels.

Those warriors burning with fire are constantly coming out of the cracks.

Wielding his sword, he kills the Weeping Angels in the realm.

Desperate mental fluctuations reverberated throughout the entire domain space.

"No!!" The Weeping Angel Lord witnessed everything around him, his tone full of despair.

Once this realm is destroyed, the Weeping Angels will suffer unimaginable losses, and it may take millions, tens of millions, or even billions of years for their race to reappear in the universe.

Letting these human beings enter the realm of racial structure may become the biggest mistake.

But the most terrifying things are not just these.

Somehow, some connections are being severed.

Once the other party succeeds, the Weeping Angels family will fall into a place of eternal destruction.

They will never be resurrected again.

It tries to do something, but this is the war of the Most High.

Even if it has obtained immortality and eternity, it is not qualified to join that level of war.

It could do nothing but scream incompetently.

Angry roars came from the depths of the warp.

Two extremely terrifying wills are clashing and confronting each other.

On the other side, Dante, who had been blessed by the power of the God Emperor, felt that his body was full of power again.

His long sword was also repaired in the flames, and crackled with the force field sound again.

Those obscure runes shimmered.

"This is your end." Dante raised the long sword repaired by the power of the God Emperor and faced the Weeping Angel from before. "It is also the end of your cursed race."

The Weeping Angel showed a ferocious smile.

Dante didn't see the other party speak, but the other party's voice filled with profanity rang in his ears.

"It is not we who are cursed, but you, humans. The Weeping Angels have existed for countless years. We are cautious in our words and deeds, carefully maintaining the balance of the universe and ourselves. But you are not, you are the destroyers, you serve the curse Things. One day, the universe will be trampled and destroyed by you. The truly cursed and abandoned race has always been you. You have destroyed the unspoken rules that maintain the operation of the universe."

Dante's expression did not change at all, and his enemy's words were not worthy of trust.

He raised his sword and charged at his enemy.

The Weeping Angel Lord let out a piercing scream, then flapped its wings and rushed towards Dante.

The collision between the sharp claws and the long sword caused a terrifying sound.

The fierce battle between the two sides was very fierce.

But Dante was completely different from before, he was full of endless vitality and power.

He felt that he could fight with the opponent from the beginning of time to the end of time.

Geralt, Triss and others also had the upper hand at this time.

The Weeping Angels were defeated after the arrival of the Fire Legion.

More and more black fog areas are being transformed into a world of fire.

The crawling flesh and blood on the ground was also burned in the flames and turned into flying ashes.

"We are indestructible, and we will come back again." The voice of the Weeping Angel Lord exploded in the air, and he waved his claws to completely dismember Dante.

But it was blocked by Dante's long sword and pushed away violently.

The Weeping Angel Lord held out a hand.

The space near the hand was distorted, and there was a strange radiance.

Dante cut off the opponent's outstretched hand with a sword, but something had already formed.

Dante only felt that his body was being stretched and kneaded like dough, and his various senses were also disrupted.

Wait until he's back to normal again.

He is no longer on the battlefield.

Instead, he was sent to a desolate planet, where dilapidated machinery was buried by wind and sand.

"Where am I??"

Dante looked around.

The place is desolate, with only yellow sand, rolling dust and rusty machinery as far as the eye can see.

"Geralt, Geralt, can you hear me?"

"Triss? Triss?"

"Urid? Urid?"

"Rosen?"

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Dante called those names one after another.

But no one responded.

And there is no signal at all on the channel.

"Illusion, or something else??"

Dante's face turned ugly, he had just gained the upper hand.

The result was sent here.

The enemy's abilities are really too weird.

Now, how should I go back? !

Keen intuition sounded the alarm in his heart. Dante turned around and looked over, only to find a man wearing a robe, covering his whole body.

"Oh, God Emperor, I finally found you."

Dante frowned and tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

"Who are you?"

The visitor took out a emblem of a clock wrapped in flames.

This made Dante feel much more at ease, but he still did not let down his guard.

"Imperial Time Court, Time Agent No. 9527."

The visitor took back the emblem and took off his robe, revealing a face that had been weathered by a storm.

"I have never heard of your department. When did the Empire establish the Time Tribunal??"

"There are many things you don't know. This is the will of the God Emperor. He needs someone to maintain the human timeline and prevent someone from causing damage, causing the human race to wither and die. Those guys in the subspace are so bad that they ooze pus, and humans must be enough. Only by being careful can you protect yourself.”

"When you were sent here by the Weeping Angels, we detected abnormal time fluctuations in the human timeline. I have spent several days trying to pinpoint your location accurately."

"I just came here." Dante said coldly.

"Time is a very complicated thing that is difficult to explain. The only thing I can tell you is that our time is different. You stayed here for more than ten minutes, but when you go back, you will be in the same place, and Time doesn’t flow either.”

Dante frowned slightly when he heard what the other party said.

"Then where are you now? When??"

"You don't need to know this. What you have to do now is to go back and complete your mission." Time Agent No. 9527 said, taking out a pocket watch, "We have to go to a safe place and then send you back. Those bugs are coming soon. , you don’t want to face them.”

"What bug??"

"You don't need to know this, you just need to know that I can take you back safely." Agent No. 9527 fiddled with the pocket watch in his hand, and Dante felt the nauseating feeling just now.

"Let's go." Agent No. 9827 pointed to the distorted space ahead.

Dante hesitated, but walked in anyway.

"Those things are really haunting." Agent No. 9527 also walked into the distorted space.

The desolate world became empty again.

But some creatures visited Dante shortly after they left, but they found nothing. They could only make a sound like the wind, whirring hungrily.

Creatures in the universe and subspace all need to eat. Some need water, protein and sugar supplements, some need soul and flesh and blood, and some will devour space and time.

Some creatures linger in the past, looking for abnormal fluctuations in time to nourish themselves.

After wandering for a long time and confirming that they found nothing, they left, leaving the world once again desolate and lifeless.

When the Weeping Angel Lord saw Dante disappear, his ferocious face was about to reveal a smile.

Although he was injured, he solved the biggest trouble.

Dante appeared again and thrust his sword into its body.

"No, today is the day of your destruction." Dante added word by word what he should have said a few days ago.

The leader of the Weeping Angels showed a look of horror and disbelief.

Why can Dante come back from the past? !

Isn't it enough for humans to seize control of reality? ? Still thinking about seizing control of space and time? ?

The Lord of the Weeping Angels wanted to say something.

But Dante didn't give it another chance. The flame spread along his hand, covering the opponent's body, and began to assimilate the origin of the Weeping Angel.

The Weeping Angel Lord's eyes widened in horror.

It felt its power draining away quickly.

At this time, the entire field is also collapsing.

From the depths of the warp came the angry roar of the Torment Lord, stirring up a raging ether storm.

But the divine realm that belongs to the Weeping Angels is stripped away from the realm of the Most High God.

He was bitten off severely by Qin Zheng.

Dante began to absorb the origin of this field like a black hole, completely destroying the Weeping Angels clan.

The Weeping Angel in front of him dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, turned into a sculpture, and then turned into sand and flew away.

The mother body of the Weeping Angels has indestructible properties precisely because it lies between reality and illusion.

But now, they are gone.

Dramatic changes also occurred in the field of Qin's politics.

Under the throne's pedestal, an image of a weeping angel with broken wings appears.

A sculpture of Dante slaying the Weeping Angel appears in the field.

The sacred realm was stripped away and distorted by the Qin government.

The indestructible nature of the Weeping Angel's mother body disappears.

The black fog shrouding Port City No. 03 quickly dissipated, revealing its original appearance.

The Weeping Angels are also dying quickly.

Even if they are not watched, they turn into sculptures. When blown by the wind, countless pieces of wind and sand float into the vast void and disappear.

Dante and others fell out of the realm between reality and illusion, and they stood on the ground in Cape Town Port City No. 03.

Although somewhat embarrassed, the Weeping Angels were dealt with forever.

Dante was the one who benefited the most from the group.

He absorbed the upgraded immortal origin of the Weeping Angels.

It is this immortal origin that has allowed the Weeping Angels to exist from the beginning of the universe to the present.

With this, Dante has undergone an essential transformation.

This made Qin Zheng, who was operating secretly, very satisfied.

Hunting these ancient creatures can also continuously enhance the strength of the human side in the subspace, forming a contrast in combat power.

The Weeping Angels are just the beginning of the god-killing plan.

Although this race is ancient and immortal, it is not a top and powerful race.

There are countless followers under the command of the gods, and it will be a long struggle to win a complete victory.

However, one day, the Milky Way will definitely be his alone.

Returning to the real world, the originally blocked communication returned to normal again.

A large amount of information poured into Dante, Triss, and Rosen's databases.

The Weeping Angels are destroyed with the destruction of the realm.

The port city of Cape Town No. 03 has returned to human hands.

The city was not too badly damaged. It only needed to transport another group of colonists and it would be able to resume operations.

When they looked at the data briefing, the information sent by Yurid was ranked as the highest priority, surpassing many reports.

The imperial rear admiral's tone was filled with excitement.

"The latest news is that the God-Emperor has recovered on his Rebirth Day. I really don't understand what those ants are thinking. Our Emperor is in charge of supreme power, how can they dare to provoke Him."

Yurid's words made everyone who had escaped death look at each other and smile knowingly.

They had first-hand experience of the supreme power of the God-Emperor.

The Milky Way must belong to mankind. In the face of the will of the God Emperor, even the gods are nothing more than chickens and dogs.

There was a roar.

The transport boat that came to pick up everyone appeared in the sky.

It fell slowly and opened the hatch.

"Let's go back. We still have more missions to complete."

Dante took the lead to step out. He no longer had the solemnity and sorrow when he came in. He only felt endless power flowing through his body.

He will perform more duties until his death and never let down His Majesty.

The others followed Dante and experienced a battle in the evil realm of the Weeping Angels.

Their loyalty to the God-Emperor will never waver again.

For the rest of their lives, they will take on endless responsibilities to fulfill His grand plan.

With the help of Imperial reinforcements brought by Two-B.

The original balance between the First Expeditionary Force and the Kraat parasite was broken.

Wang Ben worked hard and successfully captured the Kaiyang Galaxy, and also took advantage of the great victory to capture the Yuheng Galaxy.

So far, three of the seven main waterway hubs in the Beidou Star Territory have fallen into the hands of the Galactic Empire.

Wang Ben and others did not stop, and immediately set off towards the Tianquan Galaxy without stopping.

Once the Galactic Empire seizes the four shipping lane centers, the control territory of the Krala parasite will be cut into pieces.

At that time, the carat parasite will probably become a doll in an adult parlor, and it can be used as it wants.

The First Expeditionary Fleet, headed by the Holy Inquisition, quickly arrived at the Tianquan Galaxy from the Yuheng Galaxy.

When she jumped out of the subspace, Elsa immediately asked someone to turn on the detection system, preparing to understand the enemy's situation and prepare for battle.

However, the scene scanned made all the senior officials of the expeditionary force look solemn.

The Kara parasite's investment in the Tianquan galaxy far exceeds the three galaxies of Fluctuating Light, Kaiyang, and Yuheng.

The entire star has been covered in some kind of weird flesh and blood.

Ties of flesh and blood span the void, connecting planets and stars to form an intricate network.

The magnificent living fortresses are connected to the huge network.

Seeing this horrifying scene, Wang Ben felt for a time that reality no longer existed and rationality no longer existed.

Everything that happened in Tianquan Galaxy is too exaggerated.

The flesh and blood covering the planet is the cruelest violation of the rules of the real universe.

"It's off the charts." As the intelligence manager, Finnew looked at the psychic detection meter and life fluctuation detection meter in front of him in stunned silence.

The needle has passed the highest peak.

The reading is so large that it cannot even be displayed.

This strange scene caused the First Expeditionary Force to remain strangely silent.

The ships were gathered into formation, not moving forward, but suspended in the void.

The Holy Inquisition's strategy room.

All senior leaders of the expeditionary force were summoned here.

Everything that happened in the Tianquan Galaxy was too terrifying.

They couldn't help but be careless.

The projection floats and changes on the strategic round table.

Massive data jumps and floats on the interface.

Static beams of light outline the Cape Galaxy in the dim air.

"What exactly is in there?? Why are the psychic readings and life readings so exaggeratedly high!!"

Wang Ben's tone also showed a rare hint of fear and uneasiness.

"Maybe it's those ancient Krat parasites." Elsa gave a more reasonable answer based on her knowledge and experience of Krat parasites.

"It is true that the Krath parasites are a psychic race, but they are still a real race. Even if their psychic powers are exaggerated, they will never be exaggerated to this extent. In addition, the intensity of their vitality is not consistent. There is something else in the flesh and blood. "

"I have a guess."

Morton, who is responsible for the technical area, stepped forward.

His voice came from a mechanical skull suspended behind him.

Morton's spine is connected to many data cables, and the ends of some cables are connected to floating mechanical skulls.

As the number of mechanical prosthetics increased, Morton's body became more and more bloated.

The lower body no longer uses its legs, but instead uses a suspension platform or crawlers to maintain its ability to move.

Wang Ben looked at Morton, and the other person's look made him a little uncomfortable.

But he still didn't show anything strange, he just asked unusually calmly

"What guess?"

"That thing in the Tianquan Galaxy is most likely an ether dragon egg."

Morton gave an answer that stunned everyone.

Elsa frowned, "Do you know what you are talking about?? This is a bit ridiculous!!"

"I know, Captain."

Morton's voice did not waver at all due to doubt.

He remained mechanical and calm as always, with no emotional fluctuations to be heard.

Mechanical tentacles extended from his body.

A few clicks on the projection screen in front of everyone opened a new interface.

"You know nothing about the Ether Dragon, that's why you think my words are ridiculous. If you can get a complete Ether Dragon, then the enemy will have the most terrifying void weapon, which can easily destroy a world or even a star. That kind of thing.”

"The ancient race of ether dragons is said to be as old as the universe. Before the reincarnation of the universe has begun, the first ether dragon has been born. The complete ether dragon has dragon scales that are as hard as the material of neutron stars, and are strong Incomparable and difficult to destroy.”

"At the end of the Human Alliance, the Beidou Star Territory was attacked by an ether dragon that ran out of the subspace. In order to stabilize the situation, the alliance's top brass was forced to mobilize troops from various places to encircle and suppress the ether dragon. The assembled troops seized the weakness of the ether dragon's eggs. It was only during this period that he was completely killed, but that battle also completely destroyed the last military power of the Human Alliance. Since then, the Evernight Crisis Storm has become out of control, and rebellions have continued in various places. Koprulu, Blackstone, Sith and other star regions have It was at that time that he rebelled, overthrew the local Human Alliance regime, and became a local warlord."

"The Human Alliance was destroyed and the Eternal Night Crisis was raging. If the places occupied by these warlords were not affected by the storm, they would become fragmented civilizations. Although the Human Alliance was in its final stage at that time and there were problems everywhere, it still maintained its Powerful strength. It can make the Human Alliance lose its last military power and no longer have the power to suppress rebellions in various places. One can imagine the terror of the Ether Dragon."

"It is said that the decisive battle between the Alliance fleet and the ether dragon was not far from the Tianquan Galaxy. Presumably its eggs are not too far away. The only eggs that are worth the effort of the Kra parasite are probably the eggs laid by the ether dragon. ”

There are 8,200 words. If there are typos, you can correct them directly.

I will write 9527 later, and then write about what happened in the few days after Dante was sent back to the past.

Write about the First Expeditionary Force first.