Swallowing the Stars: Level 1, One Talent, Invincible Chaos Origin

The young Star Warrior had no time to grieve and quickly stepped forward to take the old man's place.

After a fierce battle, the Zerg retreated with the remains of a large number of Zerg warriors and various 'spoils of war'.

But no warrior showed any joy as the Zerg retreated.

Because they knew that the Zerg warriors they had wiped out would reappear in the next war.

The Zerg warriors are endless, and as long as their bodies are relatively intact, they can become nourishment for new Zerg warriors in the hive.

However, the number of Star Warriors of the Nightmare Clan will only decrease.

Following the young soldier's perspective, Jiang Ming saw that the next day, new soldiers from the rear of the E'pan tribe were replenished to their position.

The young soldiers became veterans who taught new recruits, helping them become familiar with the battlefield more quickly.

Day after day, the war goes on without end.

His comrades-in-arms changed batch after batch, familiar faces disappeared one after another, and new, younger faces filled the gaps.

His rank rose steadily through the brutal war, from an ordinary Star Warrior to a squad leader, and then to a company commander. He became increasingly silent, and his eyes became more and more like Suzuki's back then, calm yet weary.

Under repeated exploitation, their bodies grew old and withered.

until that day.

The Zerg launched an unprecedented, large-scale offensive, far exceeding any previous one.

The overwhelming swarms of Zerg even obscured the light of the stars, and destructive energy fluctuations crashed against the already riddled defenses like a tsunami.

"Hold on! For the sake of our people!"

A desperate roar rang out on the communication channel, only to be drowned out by the explosions and screams.

The section of the barrier his squadron was responsible for was groaning in despair, on the verge of collapse.

The energy rapidly diminished, and cracks spread like a spider web.

He looked at the recruits around him, who, though terrified, were still holding on. Their young eyes held a sense of bewilderment about the future, just like... just like the recruit Suzuki had pushed aside many years ago.

In that instant, he seemed to see Suzuki's hunched yet resolute back and feel that resolute calm.

'It turns out, getting to this point didn't require much complicated thinking.'

He laughed, his chapped lips forming an ugly curve.

He forcibly ignited the energy core within his body, which was already on the verge of depletion, just as Suzuki had done back then.

A force far stronger than usual surged through his body in an instant, bringing unbearable pain and a rapid loss of life force.

His body withered away at a visible rate, his skin losing its last luster and tightly encasing his bones.

"team leader!"

A new recruit noticed his unusual behavior and cried out in alarm.

He didn't turn around, but used his last bit of strength to violently push several new recruits around him to a relatively safe area behind him, his movements as rough as they had been years ago.

He was hunched over, like a flickering candle in the wind, yet he remained firmly fixed on the fragile gap in the barrier.

Before me stretched an endless, ferocious, roaring sea of ​​insects.

My consciousness began to blur, and I seemed to hear Suzuki's last calm mental message.

He mimicked Suzuki, moving his chapped lips, and a faint yet clear spiritual thought entered the depths of the souls of every comrade behind him.

"From now on, it's up to you."

boom! ! !
A blazing light, intense to the extreme, once again shone on this desperate battlefield, briefly dispelling the spreading darkness and engulfing the surging swarm of insects ahead. The light faded, leaving only nothingness.

The cluster of memories dimmed and merged into the surrounding chaos.

Jiang Ming regained consciousness and remained silent for a long time.

That cluster of memories contained only a trivial local defensive battle, a fleeting ripple in the torrent of the Nightmare Clan's annihilation.

The veteran named Suzuki, and countless other Nightmare Warriors like him, who followed one after another, turned into cosmic dust without even leaving their names behind.

However, this is only the beginning, one in seventy-six,548 billion and seventy-two million eight hundred and five thousand one hundred and eighty-five.

Jiang Ming reached out and tapped the next ball of light.

This time, he possessed the body of an administrative official who was urgently evacuating people.

Outside the planet's atmosphere, the shadow cast by the Zerg hive was like a curtain of death.

Administrative officials shouted themselves hoarse as they tried to maintain order, pushing groups of the elderly, women, and children into the nearly full escape ships, while they themselves resolutely remained on the planet's surface, which was about to be submerged by a swarm of insects.

In his final moments, he detonated the planet's core energy source, perishing alongside the descending Zerg army, thus buying time for several escape ships to warp.

Another ball of light.

He became a scientist at a research institute. Just before the protective shield shattered, he sealed his life's research data and the spark of his race's civilization into a specially made inheritance crystal, which he then launched into deep space. He himself was torn apart by the surging Zerg.

One more.
She was a mother who, on a life of wandering and escape, fed her child the last bit of food, hummed an old lullaby, and peacefully awaited death as her child slept.

He was an artist who, on a fallen planet, used his last energy to paint an epic portrait of his people on the ruins, until the insectoid acid melted him and his work together.

He was a boy who, in the training camp, wielded rudimentary weapons, his eyes burning with the flames of revenge, shouting the slogans of his tribe, training day after day, until he was swallowed up by an overwhelming swarm of insects.
Joy, anger, sadness, fear, despair, attachment, resentment, and determination—countless extreme emotions and countless different life trajectories unfolded in Jiang Ming's mind.

"This is a brutal history of war, but also a hymn to civilization."

Jiang Ming looked at the countless dimming orbs of light in front of him.

"In the face of an irresistible disaster, some people sacrifice their lives to fight for a glimmer of hope for their homes."

"Some are cowardly and lack courage, only seeking to survive in this world."

"Because of desires and emotions, the behavior of each individual is different."

Jiang Ming closed his eyes, and a sea of ​​memories washed over him.

Those were the most profound imprints on the people of the Epan tribe.

"Because of their emotions, they can disregard life and death and sacrifice their lives for it."

Jiang Ming murmured to himself.

"And because of their emotions, they burst forth with the miraculous brilliance of life."

Jiang Ming's mind flashed back to those scenes of selfless sacrifice, outbursts of desperation, and miraculous feats.

"The soldier fought desperately and defeated the powerful opponent."

"The mother saved her vulnerable child from a swarm of insects."

"The leader found a glimmer of hope for the people in a situation where death was certain."

"All of this is both an epic of life and a hymn to civilization."

Jiang Ming exclaimed in admiration.

"It is often said that Heaven is ruthless, but human emotions are the greatest driving force for all living beings." (End of Chapter)