Eternal Night

Chapter 474 A Language You Can Understand
Wu Xianxiao held the Heroic Spirit-Breaking Knife and went towards the forbidden alchemical body.

He was very familiar with alchemical civilization. Seriously speaking, his first pot of gold came from alchemical civilization.

It was during the weekend when he obtained a piece of unknown information, which was then repurchased by the Mastermind. It was the first time that he received a huge profit from the Mastermind, and it was also the first time that he knew that the Mastermind’s reward for information would be so high.

And that piece of information came from the alchemical civilization. It seemed that the alchemical civilization began to fall from the real world, and then sent out an elite team to explore the dream world. The content of the information was that a team encountered the root cause when exploring the zero point three dream world and was wiped out. The retrieved images caused heavy casualties among the high-level alchemical civilization in the real world.

That was also the first time that Wu Xianxiao knew that there were other civilizations in the dream world.

Now, he also learned from Zhang Xuer and Su Huangyin that the alchemical civilization was already a lost civilization, but its loss had not yet been completely achieved, so people in the world could still know the four words "alchemical civilization". Otherwise, once the loss was complete, unless the alchemical civilization personnel in the restricted area appeared, people would not even know that they had existed.

Therefore, it is reasonable that the first to attack was the alchemical civilization.

The strength of the alchemical civilization is not strong, and it does not belong to the powerful civilization series, but it does not belong to those lost forces that are completely lost. If they can obtain enough truth and send a brilliant figure back to reality, there may be a chance to rebuild the civilization and stop the trend of loss.

"The reason why they launched an attack directly instead of sending people to negotiate with you and then add them to the list of people who can leave is very simple. They are too weak." Su Huangyin said bluntly.

Zhang Xuer also said: "Indeed, because you can only take a maximum of ten people away, this news has been spreading for more than ten days. All the forces in the restricted area should have understood this condition. They negotiated when necessary and compromised when necessary. They all know the strengths and weaknesses of each other. Everyone knows the forces that can participate. The forces that are not qualified but can still hold out will also bow their heads. Only forces like the Alchemy Civilization that are neither qualified nor can hold out, and are extremely eager to return to reality, will be desperate."

Wu Xianxiao walked in front, neither hurried nor slow, strolling leisurely, while the two women floated in the air beside him, introducing the current situation of the Lost Lands along the way, but the implicit meaning of their words was that Wu Xianxiao did not need to hold back, and there was not even any need for dialogue. Small forces like the Alchemical Civilization could just be killed and dealt with directly.

These powerful forces have already reserved the ten places for Wu Xianxiao.

Wu Xianxiao did not comment and walked towards the Alchemy Fortress without saying a word.

The two girls looked at each other, and saw a little worry in each other's eyes. Zhang Xuer smiled and said, "Speaking of which, Junior Brother, do you know that loss is contagious?"

Wu Xianxiao looked up at Zhang Xuer, who then laughed and stopped talking. Instead, Su Huangyin spoke frankly, "That's right, loss is contagious. In fact, the so-called loss is the attention and influence of the pollution source. I think the real world where little brother is is also being watched, right?"

Wu Xianxiao nodded. He thought of the big eyeball that occupied one-third of the volume of the visible universe. Such a thing could not exist at any logical point of view, but it existed. This triggered Gaia's weekend phenomenon and the emergence of the dream world. This was the source of pollution.

Su Huangyin continued, "The pollution was not obvious at first, except for the unique echo space-time that appears every cycle, which is the unfolding of the fall scene on the virtual side, which is what the little brother calls the dream world. This is also the name of many civilizations. Apart from these, there were no signs of pollution at the beginning, but as the real world began to fall, traces of pollution began to appear. It may be insignificant at first, but gradually it will become a major concern for your civilization. The pollution traces of each real civilization are different, and there may even be multiple pollution traces."

Zhang Xuer also said: "Moreover, this pollution does not come from the dream world or the root, but comes from the distorted evolution of its own civilization. It is a part of civilization, so it is extremely difficult to control and eradicate. As it falls deeper into nothingness, the pollution becomes more and more terrible. Once the entire civilization is polluted, it will be completely lost, and then all traces of its existence will almost completely disappear. Even if an individual hides in the restricted area, its disappearance speed will be much faster than other restricted area forces, and there will be no hope anymore."

Wu Xianxiao looked at the Alchemy Castle that was already faintly visible in the distance. He stopped and asked, "How do you solve the pollution and avoid loss?"

"source!"

The two girls said in unison, and then Su Huangyin continued: "A civilization has at least one root, which can solve and avoid the problem of loss to a great extent."

Zhang Xuer also said: "The so-called root is actually an infinite self-circulation and a nearly perfect existence with a logical self-closed loop. This is an existence that is closer to perfection than a sublimated body. The achievement of self-circulation and self-closed loop can largely resist the source of pollution and pollution phenomena. Only when a civilization has a root-level existence can this civilization resist pollution phenomena to a large extent."

Only then did Wu Xianxiao understand the meaning of the root, but at the same time another doubt arose. Since the root tends to be perfect, then what is going on with the root-level existence he is encountering now?
Those roots... each one is like the old existence in the Cthulhu mythology. Just knowing about them will cause erosion and corrosion, and it is almost impossible to communicate. They are all in a state of ignorance and chaos.

In addition, there is one more important message...

"Then...what is the source of loss?" Wu Xianxiao asked again.

The two girls' expressions changed at the same time, and they remained silent.

It was not until dozens of seconds later that Su Huangyin shook her head and said, "This is a core secret that we cannot know. Even many elders in our clan do not know it. Perhaps only the ancestor knows it, but perhaps even the ancestor does not know it. Only the demon saint-level figures who may exist in other lost lands may know the truth."

Zhang Xuer also said bitterly: "It's the same situation here. Perhaps even Master cannot know the truth here. Only the Martial Lord and the Divine Lord, who may or may not still exist, may know."

Wu Xianxiao nodded. He believed more and more in Beelzebub's judgment.

The entire dream world, including the weekend, and perhaps the biggest mystery, is the catastrophe against the source of nothingness. All this important information exists in the lost civilization and the lost root. Beelzebub must have discovered extremely important key information at the time, which is why the Heavenly Court united many civilizations and many roots to make plans together.

However, for unknown reasons, the Heavenly Palace and some civilizations and some roots rebelled, and then Beelzebub awakened the Original Buddha, which led to the ending that many remnants of civilization escaped and hid in the restricted area.

At this time, the Alchemy Fortress had arrived 100,000 meters away from Wu Xianxiao's location. The two women stopped talking and looked at Wu Xianxiao.

Wu Xianxiao said nothing more, and walked forward with the Heroic Spirit Crusher. He could already feel the gaze coming from the twisted fortress. As they approached each other, Wu Xianxiao suddenly asked, "Are you interested in chatting?"

There was no response from the Alchemical Twisted Fortress, but countless technological weapons and extraordinary organs were aimed at Wu Xianxiao. The next second, there was a flash of light, and countless guns, lasers, energy beams, and slashing light bombarded him.

The power was so great that the two women's faces changed and they dodged immediately. In just a moment, the place where Wu Xianxiao was located was covered by countless technological weapons and extraordinary attacks. The whole earth was shaking. With Wu Xianxiao as the center, at least ten thousand meters within it were collapsing, exploding, breaking apart, and evaporating.

At the same time, this huge twisted fortress did not stop and continued to move forward. It seemed to be moving very slowly, but in fact it advanced at least a thousand meters every second. This long-range attack lasted for at least tens of seconds, and its main body was very close to the bombing point.

When the long-range attack stopped, a large amount of steam came out from the twisted fortress, but this steam was very strange and terrifying. When the steam came out, it all turned into skeletons and skulls. It seemed that there were countless dead souls wailing and roaring in the illusion, and then dissipated in mid-air.

But at the moment when its long-range attack stopped, a figure rushed out from the vast explosion and rushed straight towards the twisted fortress. At the same time, countless tentacles, limbs, etc. came from the twisted fortress and bombarded the figure, covering the sky and the earth, each carrying energy brilliance.

The figure simply chopped upwards at the attacking tentacle.

At the moment the two sides came into contact, the two women in the distance felt that their vision seemed to be slightly distorted, and then, with the contact point as the source, dense cracks appeared on the distorted fortress, and a cloud of blood mist burst out from Wu Xianxiao's body, and a large number of capillaries on the surface of his body exploded.

Immediately afterwards, the entire twisted fortress, which was thousands of meters high, was forcibly chopped up into the sky by a single blow. Then, before it landed on the ground, the entire twisted fortress began to disintegrate and shatter in mid-air and exploded on its own. A moment later, the only relatively intact core control room fell to the ground, and several humanoid creatures that were neither human nor ghost, neither mechanical, crawled out of it, each of them spurting blood, with horror on their faces.

Wu Xianxiao stood on the core control room that was as big as a room, holding a half-broken Heroic Spirit Crushing Knife, and said to the alchemist who was bleeding and trying to escape in horror: "...Now, do you understand my language?"

Several alchemists no longer dared to move. They turned their heads to look at Wu Xianxiao, the horror in their eyes becoming more and more exaggerated.

With just one strike, the strategic-level forbidden alchemy fortress that was strong enough to rival the weakest sublimated body was shattered! ?
This human who obviously looks weak and whose reconnaissance results also show that he is weak, could it be that... could it be that he is already an Ascended One! ?
Before they had time to speak, a space-distorting mirror suddenly appeared not far away. The next moment, more than a dozen people passed through the space-distorting mirror. Wu Xianxiao saw Ace, whom he had met before. He was standing respectfully behind a young man in gorgeous clothes.

There are more than a dozen people in total. Judging from their clothes, six of them should be from the Zhenwu lineage, and the other nine should belong to three different civilizations.

They were all a little dazed when they came out, looking at the various broken parts and organs that kept falling from the air, looking at several alchemists whose bodies were beginning to mutate, and looking at Zhang Xuer and Su Huangyin standing in the air in the distance. The faces of these people all changed, and no one knew what they were thinking.

The young man in fancy clothes laughed and said, "Junior brother is so impressive, and Junior sister has also made great progress. It turns out that truth is the source of our progress... We should just kill such a weak and lost civilization."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and was about to strike the alchemists.

Wu Xianxiao held the sword in his hand horizontally and said, "I have something to ask them."

The young man in fancy clothes kept punching and punching, and just continued: "What's the matter? Just stay here, little junior brother. Master has already arranged everything. I will..."

Wu Xianxiao's figure flashed, and he pressed his palm directly on the forehead of the young man in fancy clothes, and slapped him down hard. The young man's face changed drastically, and his blood suddenly surged, but Wu Xianxiao's palm was like a mountain crushing the young man, pressing him into the ground like a nail.

“…I discovered it.”

Wu Xianxiao looked at everyone present and said with a slightly cold expression: "This is the language you can understand."

"You're not happy until you get beaten, right? You're a bunch of bitches!"

(End of this chapter)