Sky Curtain: The Darwin Incident at the outset, the Declaration of the People's League

He paused, his voice carrying a hint of complexity.

"What a pity, he became a traitor, a demon despised by everyone, and the most hated person in the entire empire."

"But without a doubt, the Great Expedition was an absolutely glorious moment."

Spock paused for a moment: "That is enough to prove that the era itself was unparalleled in its greatness."

—The Legend of the Galactic Heroes World—

Yang Weili sat at the table, holding a cup of warm black tea in his hand, staring intently in the direction where the sky had disappeared. He sighed softly and placed the teacup on the table.

"The Great Expedition... the most magnificent epic of the human empire in that world."

Julian, standing behind him, couldn't help but speak.

"Admiral Yang, do you think what they did was right?"

"Right or wrong? Why bother?"

"Conquering the entire galaxy, eradicating all aliens, and destroying all disobedient forces is morally untenable."

"But you can't deny that people of that era truly believed they were doing the right thing, and genuinely felt they could lead humanity step by step toward a wider world of stars."

"Moreover, we must look at it from the perspective of our own race."

—Warhammer World—

The void was shattered and torn apart by the crimson and darkness of the Eye of Fear.

The roar of the warp echoed endlessly outside the ship's exterior, and the whispers of demons seeped into every weld, yet inside the entire command tower, it was so deathly silent that even breathing could be clearly heard.

Abaddon stood at the very front.

The black armor was still stained with undried gunpowder and bloodstains, and the broken sword Drakanien was slung across his waist.

Behind them, the Chaos Lords, Chaos Wizards, and veterans of the Black Legion bowed their heads and held their breath, not daring to make the slightest move.

They all know.

The afterglow of that great expedition on the sky, that golden age when warships were like clouds, silver armor like a tide, and humanity traversed the galaxy, is something etched into Abaddon's very being.

It was the path he had personally walked in his youth.

It was the faith for which we once shed our blood.

It was also everything that Horus himself smashed.

After a long while, Abaddon finally spoke.

The voice was deep, cold, and suffocatingly calm.

"Even traitors are proud of that era."

He repeated the words from the sky in a low voice, his tone devoid of joy or anger, only a heaviness that had settled over millennia.

"Horus...he once possessed the galaxy."

"At the height of the Great Crusade, everyone believed that the human empire would be able to sweep across the entire galaxy, and that humanity would usher in a new golden age under the leadership of the Emperor."

"And Horus thought so too."

Abaddon's fingertips lightly brushed against the hilt of the sword, the metal rubbing against metal producing a sharp sound.

"He stood beside the emperor, worshipped by the people, and revered by the legions. The future of mankind was truly in his hands."

"But he's gone mad."

These four words were as light as a sigh, yet so heavy they crushed the entire command center.

"Bewitched by chaos, consumed by ambition, he personally ignited the civil war, burned the Great Crusade to ashes, and dragged humanity into ten thousand years of darkness."

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over all the warlords and champions under his command.

"I entered the Eye of Fear not to survive."

Abaddon's voice rose slowly, each word like a heavy hammer striking the void.

"I'm here, waiting for an opportunity."

"Waiting for an opportunity to rebuild the Great Expedition."

"Horus betrayed the Emperor, betrayed the Legion, betrayed humanity. He destroyed it all, and I—"

He paused, his scarlet eyes suddenly becoming sharp as knives.

"—He will step out of the eyes of fear and piece together the shattered galaxy."

“I will not repeat Horus’s mistakes. I will not become anyone’s henchman.”

"The glory of the Great Expedition is not for betrayal."

"It's meant to be taken back."

"He began with pride and ended with betrayal."

“And I will take betrayal as a warning and end with glory.”

——The World of Super God Academy——

City of Angels

Keisha remained seated on her throne atop the clouds, her silver wings drooping silently, her expression indifferent.

At first I was a little shocked, but later there was no need to be shocked anymore.

Too many shocks get boring.

She lightly tapped the armrest with her fingertips, her gaze calm and undisturbed.

"The Great Expedition...unify the galaxy, eradicate the aliens, and establish order with absolute power."

"It's really strange, why are humans from that planet in the Chiwu star system the main characters in so many worlds?"

She genuinely didn't understand this matter.

Although they are both divine river bodies, it's still very strange.

Are there no angels like them in other universes?

Moreover, she and He Xi still have no idea about the technology behind this canopy.

It's truly angelic hair.

In the end, all she could offer was a summary.

"The greater the power, the easier it is to be consumed by desire. Even such a glorious expedition can collapse overnight... In this universe, there is never an eternal throne."

地球

Yan Zheng hovered above the city, his white wings slightly folded in the wind.

"A fleet as vast as the Milky Way, legions as numerous as the tide... what a lively era it was."

"It's a pity that even the most glorious conquest cannot outweigh a betrayal."

She gently combed the strands of hair at her temples, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Queen Keisha's will has been synchronized to her core database.

"Closely monitor human-related fluctuations..."

"Wow, it's really surprising. It's just a pre-nuclear civilization right now, yet it has such potential..."

——Ling Cage World——

Mark stood in the ranks of the hunters, his armor still warm from training, but his eyes were as dark as the earth.

Ran Bing stood beside him and spoke softly.

"That's not us... right?"

Asking this question is pointless.

Because this is already a consensus.

Those weren't humans from their world at all.

There were so many worlds appearing in the sky, and although they were all human, they were mostly different from them.

But to be honest, any human force that appears on the sky could probably easily defeat the Devouring Beast here.

Mark nodded slightly, his voice low.

"That's right..."

He seemed somewhat weak and listless.

Comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable.

The line in the sky, "The Great Expedition is an era in which even traitors are proud," pierced his heart like a fine needle.

That was someone else's glory, while they were just survivors barely clinging to life.

"We're both human, so why can they conquer the galaxy while we can't even stand on the ground?"

No one answered.

Lord Morgan sat in the command room, gazing at the darkening sky.

Regardless of which generation of humanity it is, they have all reached heights that they never even dared to imagine.

And yet, my world has become like this.

He had no answer.

Dragon Bone Village.

Inside Dragon Bone Village.

This wasn't the first time the survivors on the ground had witnessed the vastness of the Milky Way and the countless warships in the sky.

But they couldn't help being a little excited.

If only that were their universe.

Don't worry about the damn mana ecosystem.

Bai Yuekui stood a little distance away, dressed in a simple ground combat uniform, his long hair gently swaying in the wind.