Eternal Night

Chapter 950 The So-Called Big Picture
The minority of the fifth generation, they are all now extraordinary beings.

With the help of the power of the Immortal Clan Supreme, and the control system they seized after the collapse of the Second and Third Districts, they successfully absorbed the vast spiritual particles, transforming their accumulated negative energy into extraordinary power, while also preventing them from becoming distorted or out of control due to the negative transformation.

This immediately caused a huge shift in their mindset. Their initial cautiousness, covert hiding, and guilt quickly transformed into righteous indignation, followed by anger and shame. Now, they believe they are the true righteous ones, the ones who are truly saving the multidimensional universe civilization, and...

Why are they so disregarding the bigger picture?!

A member of the fifth generation minority roared indignantly, and a dozen or so other members of the fifth generation minority around him showed the same expression.

"Don't they know? Everything they're doing is draining the resources of our multidimensional universe civilization!" The fifth-generation member roared furiously. "Organizing the people to resist, organizing the army to resist, using limited resources to create disposable weapons... They're not only doing useless work, but also wasting lives and resources... My God, I've never thought that my fellow fifth-generation compatriots could be so stupid!"

"Correct!"

Another fifth-generation member standing nearby said indignantly, "They're so disregard for the bigger picture; they'll surely face retribution someday. And those new generation members—they're just idiots! Why do they have to fight back?!"

The more they talked, the more indignant they became, as if they had all become people who cared deeply for their people and race, and were making huge sacrifices for the entire civilization and race.

As they grew increasingly enraged, they showed no mercy, each unleashing the extraordinary abilities they had learned to create even more puppets, elements, summons, and zombies.

Although they all gained extraordinary powers, they were all very selfless. While they mainly cultivated the extraordinary path that the main control system determined was most suitable for them, they also studied various ultra-long-range attack, ultra-long-range control, ultra-long-range summoning, as well as a large number of extraordinary paths such as protection, prophecy, and escape. Each of them mastered at least more than a hundred extraordinary paths. Moreover, relying on the protection of the Immortal Clan's Supreme Being and the judgment function of the main control system, they were rapidly filling themselves with extraordinary paths at a learning speed of one every three days.

Therefore, they were very strong, suppressing the remaining nearly two thousand fifth-generation majority with a mere hundred or so people.

The war has lasted for nearly three months. In the early days after Wu Pifu disappeared, the minority did not take any other action, but instead hid carefully and waged a guerrilla war against the majority.

However, as Wu Pifu's disappearance exceeded ten days, and the First District descended into chaos, all assessments and reconnaissance efforts failed, and the situation began to gradually reverse.

The minority launched a destructive operation against the second and third regions, while some members of the majority adopted the fence-sitting strategy they had before Wu Pifu appeared, seeking a way out for themselves... But the minority demanded more, and they knew their chances were running out. As a result, the second and third regions collapsed simultaneously. At the same time, the minority mobilized almost all of their forces, including private soldiers, and seized control of the main systems of the collapsed second and third regions in the shortest possible time.

The situation deteriorated rapidly. After the collapse of the second and third regions, the hardliners in the majority took the most drastic action. They mobilized enough troops and forces to wipe out the minority. Even those who were on the sidelines in the majority were temporarily stripped of their posts. This group, who had seen through the true nature of the minority, launched the most intense attack on the minority and were truly determined to eliminate them completely.

But by then it was too late. The fragments of obsession held by the minority had grown to a certain extent and were no longer something that could only be used once or twice. Of course, because the encirclement and suppression was launched very suddenly, the minority also suffered heavy casualties due to wishful thinking. However, their subsequent counterattack directly killed nearly half of the majority.

As of now, the minority faction has only a little over a hundred members left, while the majority faction, even including those who are on the fence, has only about two thousand members left.

The funniest part is that the fence-sitters secretly contacted the minority, intending to "go against" them. However, the bloodthirsty minority put forward their conditions for "surrender"... that is, even if the fifth generation of people wanted to join the minority camp, half of them had to be sacrificed to the obsession fragments of the Immortal Supreme.

Indeed, the minority is no longer satisfied with the sacrifice of ordinary people from the new generation. When both sides suffered heavy casualties, the fragments of obsession were replenished and grew at an unbelievable speed. The death of any fifth-generation member is equivalent to the growth brought about by the death of at least hundreds of millions of ordinary people. If half of the remaining two thousand-plus fifth-generation majority members were sacrificed, the growth of the fragments of obsession would even exceed the level of the death of one hundred billion ordinary people.

And this number of half began to gradually climb over time, until finally, the minority even demanded that 90% of the majority be sacrificed... the same proportion as those of the new generation!

Having reached this point, both sides knew there was no possibility of reconciliation; it was a fight to the death. So the majority immediately activated all the main control systems they controlled for a full-scale assessment. All the areas under their control were completely armed and militarized. A war between the fifth generation broke out, with technology against the extraordinary and the majority against the minority. This war directly shattered all the major districts except for the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth districts.

Multidimensional universe civilization...

It's already on the verge of self-destruction.

Just as the fifth-generation minority, indignant at the majority's disregard for the overall situation, unleashed even more powerful supernatural forces in their attack on the Tenth District, the three leaders of the minority were conversing in an underground laboratory in the Seventh District. "...Actually, there's no need for them to surrender anymore." A middle-aged man gazed at a fragment of obsession deep within the laboratory. This fragment had materialized into a hazy human figure, the fragment itself shimmering and glowing at its chest.

Another leader, wearing glasses, sneered, "There are still too many people, aren't there?"

The third leader was a middle-aged woman, who also gave an approving smile.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Yes, there are still too many people, whether it's the majority or our minority... The fifth generation doesn't need so many people, no, it's not the fifth generation anymore..."

The three leaders looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

“For gods of the new era, we don’t need thousands, or even hundreds. I personally think three main deities are the most suitable. A triangle is the most stable geometric shape, and the relationship between its three sides is also the most stable, right?” the middle-aged woman said.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, but simply stretched out his hand. A layer of light appeared on his palm, and this light echoed the light emitted by the fragment of obsession. At the same time, the bespectacled man and the middle-aged woman also stretched out their hands, and light also appeared on their hands.

A look of intoxication appeared in the eyes of all three of them at the same time.

The bespectacled man exclaimed, "What magnificent power! I can even feel the stars, universes... all-knowing, all-powerful, omnipotent..." within the power of the Celestial Supreme.

The middle-aged man, equally engrossed, said, "Not only that, indeed, our choice was correct. Why find an ancestor above ourselves? Even if some original beings survive... what good would that do us? In the end, we create an ancestor for ourselves. Why can't we create one ourselves? These fragments of obsession are just right. They are merely obsessions, without personality, without consciousness, without self. This is our greatest weapon! We are the masters, we are the gods of the new era!!"

The middle-aged woman murmured, "And immortality, eternal life... What are those ignorant fifth-generation descendants, and those foolish people, thinking? They gave such a good opportunity to the three of us..."

The three men exchanged smiles and withdrew the light from their hands. The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said, "Alright, it's time for us to step in. We need to control the intensity of the war and prevent too many people from dying too quickly. We must make it a war of attrition!"

The bespectacled man immediately nodded and said, "That's right. We can't let this fragment of obsession gain too much resources at once. Otherwise, according to the main control system's calculations, a nascent consciousness might be born from the obsession. After all, we are only controlling it, while that nascent consciousness is the master of this power. So we must fight a war of attrition and let it die slowly..."

The middle-aged woman continued, "If we continue this war for another two or three years, we will completely control the power of these fragments of obsession. Then, everything will be over, O Lord God of the New Era..."

The middle-aged man pondered and said, "Actually, I'm thinking that we don't need to sacrifice them all. We can leave a few secondary gods to guide us, and leave a group of people with good genes and good looks to propagate civilization as mortals... This is also our compassion."

All three were smiling, their faces full of compassion.

But suddenly, at that moment, the volumetric instrument next to the laboratory flashed with light, and a measuring bar suddenly filled up to about halfway.

All three were taken aback. The middle-aged man immediately cursed, "I've already given orders not to kill any more fifth-generation members of the majority faction. Do they dare disobey?!"

But before he could finish speaking, the measurement bar suddenly started flashing upwards like a screen, repeating the motion seven or eight times in quick succession. At the same time, alarms went off in the laboratory.

All three of them gaped open, almost shouting "Fuck!"

In just a few seconds, more than ten fifth-generation...

He's dead!
(End of this chapter)