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

This guy is a complete lunatic.

[Burn memories, steal the past!]

[Today we are also working hard to maintain the purity of Sudarsana!]

[The incinerator who felt that extraneous memories were a burden on Fuli!]

"The Pure Land is pure and noble, while your lives are ordinary and pathetic, your loves and hates are insignificant, and your memories are meaningless. You deserve to be burned."

[This is what journalist Roy Hampton said before his execution.]

[Next]

[Dragging black holes, retrieving stars—that's the power of our technology!]

Do you have such technological prowess? Civilization? Noise!

[The Star-Hunter Experiment That Destroyed at Least Dozens of Civilizations]

"Which star sector has the most massive celestial objects recently?"

"Hey, we're out of experimental materials in the Hades New District. We have to move again."

An investigation of this new area revealed that all civilizations there have been extinct.

Nanook: I think he has a lot of potential.

[Initiate the flames of war, ignite the fuse, and treat war as a minor pleasure!]

Misinterpreting knowledge, manipulating truth, and treating the pursuit of knowledge like a game of Ludo!

[A rare, eccentric pleasure-seeker – the obsessed chess player]

"Come! Come! Let the technology tree twist and turn into the unknown abyss, until even the greatest wonders are nothing but a farce!"

"Come, let lies and deception engulf this entire civilization in a cycle of blood and fire, let hatred twist and distort them, turning them into madmen who would tear each other apart with their teeth!"

"Ah! Ha! Have a laugh, isn't this the perfect form of entertainment?"

It is our inescapable duty to revive joy and happiness!

Within subspace.

Tzeentch's consciousness fluctuated slightly.

That was the first time He, as the "Lord of Change," showed interest in an outside "player."

This obsessed chess player—

To distort the technology tree.

Let hatred drown out civilization.

Make everything unpredictable.

"interesting……"

Tzeentch's myriad faces simultaneously broke into smiles.

"We can talk sometime if there's an opportunity."

Of course, if one day you are faced with the choice of entering a certain world, you'd better choose the Honkai Impact 3rd world.

Um, can we not travel through any of these worlds?

[At least in the world of Honkai Impact 3rd, companies can evacuate people from five star systems within 120 hours. Of course, don't assume this is because the company has had a change of heart.]

They just need manpower and a market to make money.

Pierpoint, headquarters of Interstellar Peace Corporation

Diamond stared at the sky, expressionless.

Topa leaned closer: "Diamond, it seems like the Sky Screen is praising us?"

“Praise?” Diamond glanced at her. “It said we’re saving people because we need manpower and a market.”

"Isn't that a compliment? At least we saved someone."

The diamond remained silent for a moment.

"...That's not wrong."

Sand Gold sat to one side, playing with the coins in his hand.

"Evacuating five star systems in 120 hours—only a company could achieve that efficiency."

He paused.

"But what happened after they left? Where did those people go? What became of them?"

no answer.

Actually, everyone knows that.

Continue to live under the company's umbrella.

Although there may be a loss of freedom, at least I can still live, and I won't suffer as much as ordinary people in the Warhammer world. There is still hope.

In the Warhammer universe, people are simply things that automatically spawn.

More importantly, it's the death of two worlds.

In the world of Honkai Impact 3rd, if you hear that someone died and left nothing behind, you'll feel sorry for them.

In the Warhammer world, if you hear that someone died without leaving anything behind, you'd think they were incredibly lucky.

However, if you could, I believe you wouldn't be interested in entering either of these worlds.

[BD]

——Ultraman World——

Mitsuyuki

Zoffy and his Ultraman companions stood there for a long time, and remained silent for a long time as well.

"We have seen countless enemies. The rulers of darkness, the destroyers of the universe, and invaders from other dimensions."

"But this group of people—they don't think they are doing evil."

"They all think they're right. Everyone thinks they're right."

It must be said that the moral standards of the people of the Land of Light are extremely high, with almost 99% of them being exceptionally high, unable to bear the suffering of the people.

Why not 100%?

Have you forgotten the invincible King Belial?

—The World of Rick and Morty—

Rick let out a long burp.

Don't ask why he always burps; the answer is he's drunk.

Rick, are you alright?

Rick did not answer.

He just stared in the direction where the sky disappeared, his eyes as complicated as a pot of burnt spaghetti.

After a long silence, he spoke.

"Motty".

"Ok?"

Do you know what the scariest thing in that world is?

Morty shook his head.

Rick stood up and staggered to the window.

"It's not those lunatics. It's not those 'crazy people.' It's not that one person can destroy civilization or cleanse the earth."

He paused.

"They all think they're right."

Morty was stunned.

“Look at that ‘cleaner,’ he feels he is protecting happiness. That ‘rescuer,’ he feels he is saving all living beings. That ‘obsessed chess player,’ he feels he is bringing joy.”

Rick turned around and looked at his grandson.

"They're not bad. They're just—madly convinced they're right."

"Then...what's the difference between you and me?"

Rick paused for a moment.

Then he laughed.

That smile was more complex than ever before—it contained self-deprecation, bitterness, and something akin to sadness.

"Good question, Morty. Good question."

He raised the bottle and offered a toast to the empty space.

"A toast to the madmen. A toast to the madmen who know they are mad. A toast to the madmen who don't know they are mad."

He drank the wine in one gulp.

Isn't he himself a madman?

Driven by revenge, he traversed the universe, constantly killing, living in nothingness every day, and even created curves to confine himself to a limited space.

Oh no, it should be said that it has locked down all dimensions of the idea that one is the smartest person.

Chapter 42 I'm not used to it either.

The comparison between the Ironclad and the Warhammer on the sky has finally come to an end.

But those images, those disasters, those madmen—remain in the hearts of every viewer.

The myriad realms fell into a long silence.