Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 433: The End of Wall Civilization
After the Human Federation handed over the evacuation technology to various countries as agreed, disputes in the galaxy became less and less frequent.

All nations and civilizations are devoted to researching this technology and have no intention of participating in galactic affairs.

Even the fallen empires left over from ancient times could not help but trade technology with the Human Federation and began to prepare to withdraw from this world.

In just three years, a country completed its evacuation preparations and the entire nation left this world.

Soon after they left, the test came again, with a greater intensity than ever before.

A large number of stars have become activated and transformed into world-destroying star gods that are hostile to all civilizations. They wander around the galaxy all day long, hunting civilizations everywhere.

Frightened by this test, more civilizations chose to evacuate, and the remaining civilizations were all the strongest among the strong.

They are the only ones who dare to stay in the increasingly dangerous galaxy.

But except for the Human Federation, they will choose to leave one day. Now they stay here just to collect more resources so that civilization can survive the days of wandering in the void.

Fifty years later, the Human Union became more and more familiar with manipulating the rules. By modifying the rules, they fundamentally denied the existence of the Star Gods and wiped them out in an instant.

Although this rule change can only last for a period of time, the impact it causes will not fade away. Once the Star God dies, he is really dead.

At this point, the Star God Crisis ended and other civilizations completed their evacuation.

The Federation was given time, and an empty galaxy, to study their problem.

In the vast void outside the world, a spaceship the size of a planet is traveling aimlessly.

It doesn't know where there is a suitable world to settle down, nor does it know what dangers lie ahead. It just keeps moving forward, carrying the last hope of the Wall civilization.

This journey is destined not to be peaceful, not only because of the dangers hidden in the void, but also because of the evil god who once signed a contract with the Wall civilization.

"Do you really think that you can avoid my pursuit by erasing the label?"

A faint whisper sounded in Captain Sips' ears. He suddenly opened his eyes and quickly scanned everything in the room.

His bloodshot pupils reflected his room. There was nothing extra or missing, and there was no floor paved with the flesh and blood of the Vol people. Everything was normal.

He breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be all a dream.

"Precognitive dream?" Sipps was a little uncertain. He was a psychic and should not have dreams for no reason.

But that was the fact, and he couldn't refute it. He could only try to find a psychic dream interpreter to interpret his strange dream.

As soon as he opened the door and stepped out of the room, the expression froze on his face.

What came into view was a long corridor of flesh and blood, just like in his dream, the ground was covered with the flesh and blood of the Vol people.

A strange sound came from the end of the corridor, echoing loudly in this corridor of flesh and blood.

Sips felt a chill on his face; a drop of liquid had fallen on his head and flowed down his cheek to his mouth.

"Fishy and sweet."

This smell reminded him of something bad. He looked up subconsciously and saw the face of a Wall man with his eyes open.

The unfortunate guy was embedded in the wall, his flesh and blood mixed with other people's bodies, leaving only his face exposed.

The drop of liquid just now was the blood dripping on the other person's face.

"I said, do you really think you can escape?"

A familiar murmur sounded, and Sips could no longer tell whether it was a dream or reality.

In other words, everything actually depends on his thoughts.

On the bridge, the deputy captain on duty stared at the empty space on the screen with his eyes motionless.

This hole was so huge that it blocked the World Ark's path and dragged it into it.

"What on earth is this?" he said bitterly.

"Of course it's the gate to my territory." In the void, Nayako looked outside with an inexplicable smile.

Although her last plan went wrong and Abhoss received her surprise without paying any price, she never took such things to heart.

Anyway, she didn't lose anything. Oh, losing a few incarnations is not a big deal.

At least it has nothing to do with her. After all, it was not her who became a collectible.

"Although I can't do anything to Abhoth, you who broke the contract still want to avoid me? That's a bit unrealistic."

The suction force of the cavity suddenly increased, and a confident expression appeared on Nayako's face.

This time, she will not encounter any accidents.

As if in response to her confidence, another force suddenly emerged from the void.

The moment she sensed this power, Nayako's expression suddenly froze, her face fell, and she almost ran away.

After carefully sensing it, she breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out that it is not Abhoth, but a similar power, Ubbo-Sasla. What is He doing here?"

She had a bad feeling, just like the omen she had before being beaten last time.

"Will there be any more accidents?"

Nyako was destined to be disappointed, because the power of Ubbo-Sathla had already infiltrated the World Ark.

To her, the behavior was like marking prey.

After weighing the pros and cons, she closed the hole regretfully and slipped away quietly.

What she didn't know was that Wubo Sasla just happened to pass by here, sensed a similar aura to her own, and came over to take a look out of curiosity.

However, even just a glance will inevitably bring contamination.

This pollution spread within the Ark, gradually occupying the entire pocket space.

A large number of Vol people were contaminated and turned into monsters with only instincts left. Driven by instinct, they indiscriminately attacked the rest of the untransformed people.

The captain who barely broke free from the dream organized a resistance force and used the ultimate weapon developed by the Vol civilization to wipe out most of the transformers.

But Ubbo-Sasla's pollution has penetrated deep into the pocket dimension, contaminating most of the land and disrupting the circulation system of the World Ark.

If they can't find a suitable world, the remaining Wall people will have only one ending: death.

As for returning home? This is even more unrealistic. As early as the moment they left the mother world, their mother world closed the door to them forever.

Captain Sips looked at the remaining Vol people, confusion in his eyes.

He still remembered what he had just seen in the dream. Those were his people, the Vol people who had ascended to gods. They were all trapped in eternal pain and became playthings in the hands of the evil god.

"Perhaps, the original plan was wrong." He shook his head, trying not to think about it.

The past cannot be changed, all he can do is lead the current Wall people to survive.

Ubbo Sasla, who had looked at them curiously, had already left, and the damaged ark set out on its journey again.

As time passed, the Vol people in the World Ark went through countless generations, until they had almost forgotten their own history, and finally found a world in the vast void.

Although the conditions in this world were not very suitable, they still decided to settle here.

Their primary goal is to eliminate the native species of this world first so that the World Ark can be deployed smoothly.

By the way, there is a magical civilization in this world, but in the opinion of the current leader of the Wall civilization, they are not strong.

I believe that the Vol people can successfully settle down here and completely get rid of the life of wandering in the void.

(End of this chapter)