Tiandao is not working today

Chapter 492
On this day, the Beziers ushered in the greatest despair.

The Zetas sit upright in the Nine Heavens, aloft and oppressing them.

The people of Shenzhou started a prairie fire at the bottom, and went up against the sky, destroying the dead.

They are sandwiched between two major forces, wolves at the front and tigers at the back, and they will release a group of monsters.

Don't mention the feeling in my heart, it's extremely sad.

The Zeta people said that they are not as good as the Dragon Clan. They admit that they do not have the high spirit of the Dragon Clan.

The Dragon Clan directly imprinted dignity into the blood and soul, making dignity higher than life.

Don't other races have the same technology?Yes, but I don't have the guts to do it.

Only the Dragon Clan has done this, and being able to make such a decision is a kind of pride in itself.

What supports the Dragon Clan to make this decision is the long-standing overlordship of this race, who has dominated the galaxy for 20 years and has never been a vassal.

But Bessel doesn't have this background, they have never been the overlord of one side.

Since stepping into the interstellar, it has always been a vassal of a powerful civilization, and there is no highlight.

The time when the status was the highest is now, relying on the dogs of the Zeta people to become the highest civilization in the galaxy.

This is Bessel's survival strategy, follow whoever is stronger.

It can be said that I am very experienced, and I have been caught between great civilizations many times in the past, seeking my own interests a little bit.

But that is based on the fact that the entire galaxy has a multi-coexisting public order.

No matter how much competition and exploitation among civilizations, at least they recognize each other's right to exist.

Even if the cultural gap is large, everyone has common memes, and they want to be a loose whole, while different types of civilizations are different factions in the same society.

So no matter how miserable it is, there is a bottom line, and there will always be general support and help from the interstellar society.

Let the Bezier civilization, which follows the principle of major affairs, be able to deal with it and grow stronger in the cracks.

But this time, it was more cruel than ever.

And they no longer have the alliance order of the past galaxy to rely on.

"Master of Muguang's civilization, do you really want to do this?"

"Will our civilization be destroyed?"

When they descended to the seventh heaven, some people couldn't help but say.

The Lord of Civilization immediately exclaimed: "No! Most of them will continue to survive."

"If you don't obey the orders of the Zetas, it will really be completely extinct. They have the power to wipe out our entire civilization."

However, the man changed his words: "Is our civilization still alive?"

"..." The Lord of Civilization was stunned.

After they descended to the fifth heaven, they spoke again: "Although our civilization has never stood at the peak of the Milky Way, this also prevents us from being completely destroyed."

"What about the glorious races of the past?"

"The first need of civilization is to survive, and you should not learn from the dragon clan."

The others fell into silence, and they didn't say anything, but this kind of silence seemed to say a lot.

On the fifth heaven, the Lord of Civilization came near a dead star.

The first thing he does is to change himself.

I saw him with a brilliant figure, like a human-shaped pulsar, filled with a majestic nebula.

This is his body, very powerful, every particle is 24 orders of magnitude stronger than the nether particle.

However, he gave up such a posture, and the brilliance began to dim.

A large amount of high-dimensional matter was abandoned and turned into weapons.

And he also returned to the height of three feet, and returned to the appearance of the Bezier tribe.

The same is true for other high-level people, who seem afraid to keep their bodies too big in the ensuing battle.

They are all shrinking and compressing themselves as much as possible.

"What? To release the white cloth death god?"

"In order to suppress it back then, we lost countless elites, and our technology went back 3 years! The laws of heaven have collapsed!"

"Now that the enemy is at hand, let it come out to stop the enemy?"

"White Cloth Gods of Death are indistinguishable from friend to foe, those who are bathed in light! They will only ruthlessly kill all living beings."

There are no other civilian buildings in a large area around this death omen, only a group of strong people live there to guard it.

They are all elites of the Odd Object Stability Control Bureau, and they are here to ensure that the Baibu Death God will not get out of control.

However, it is useless for them to try their best.

When the order from above comes down, let it go as soon as it is said.

An elite member of the Bureau of Stability and Control cried out: "No!"

This thing was suppressed with great difficulty, so how could there be any reason to release it voluntarily?
The lord of civilization shook his head, suppressing them with class laws and letting them disperse.

Then with great power, the death star was evaporated.

There was only a huge white cloth left in the dark and empty vacuum.

This kind of inferior fiber material, but such inferior material can exist in the Death Star, how contrary to common sense.

Many Bessel people present have experienced the pain of the year.

Looking at this white cloth, hundreds of millions of eyes are full of fear, and they dare not approach it at all.

"Sacrifice all the dead." The lord of civilization has made up his mind, and his words gradually become indifferent.

"You are crazy! Lord of civilization!" The elites of the Stability Control Bureau roared excitedly regardless of class.

But he was powerless, and saw billions of welded dead people of all races drawn to the giant building in the distance.

This number is too huge, a vast expanse, forming mountains and seas in space.

Some of them were dazed and ignorant, and some cried out in mourning.

Although they didn't know where they were going to be sent, their long-term slave life made them understand that this kind of mandatory call must be to die.

"Less, less! Less," someone shouted.

The Lord of Civilization calmly said: "What's missing? The white cloth death gods keep proliferating...every time you kill a person, a new white cloth death god will be created, and there will only be more fights."

"Since it has been decided to stop the enemy, don't expect its number to be controllable."

"The fifth quadrant of the entire mother star can be given up."

Everyone is numb, this is their home planet.

Land of origin, just give up?
What's even more frightening is, will he really only give up this world?

The elite of the Stability Control Bureau said with a sad face: "Master of Civilization, once the strange things get out of control to this point, it will be out of control."

"Don't get lucky and think that it will only affect a three-dimensional universe."

"This is the existence that killed the star god in an instant, and even caused the four-dimensional emperor to lose his memory. If it can take the initiative to cross different three-dimensional universes, it will be over."

The Lord of Civilization knows the risks involved, why are the Zeta people afraid when they hear the name of this thing?
It is because this strange object once had a very terrible record... separated by an infinite distance, it affected the four-dimensional emperor!
Such a terrible thing, although there has never been a situation where the white cloth death ran out of the current three-dimensional universe.

But Bao Buqi has this ability.

It's just that after it appeared that year, it immediately suppressed it with all its strength, and didn't let it trigger such a situation.

But in war, anything can happen.

To use strange objects in war, one must be conscious and face all possible dire consequences.

"This is the end of the matter, there is no other choice." The voice of the Lord of Civilization was very calm.

There is a kind of no need to tangle, and there will be no distress.If you don't worry about the future, your heart will be calm and calm.

"The enemy has arrived, and there is no choice but to use all means."

Pfft, pfft, countless creatures that flew within 30 miles of Baibu were beheaded in an instant.

Even if it is a race without a head, an organ in their body will be chopped off invisibly and inexplicably, and it will appear under the white cloth.

The number is increasing, accumulating countless, forming a mountain range!

Too many welding dead fell, and some of them wanted to resist, but they were powerless, and all of them were sent into a certain killing range.

And as they died, pale figures suddenly appeared on the huge white cloth.

It is also made of white cloth, like a cloak, and is as erratic as a ghost.

It is like a piece of cloth covering an invisible ball, flying wantonly.

This is the white cloth death god, who can fly freely in the vacuum, ignoring all obstacles.

They are not fast, and can even be said to be very slow.

But the Lord of Civilization gritted his teeth, as if he disliked the loss of control too slowly...Suddenly, he used Dafa to remove a large group of white cloth death gods.

Straight to the crowd!

In an instant, the vast number of thousands of races welded the dead, and they died in pieces.

No matter how powerful a creature is, if it touches it, it will die.

The white cloth is really like a god of death, reaping rapidly in the crowd, heads flying everywhere it passes.

There are the bird heads of golden crows, the lantern heads of mermaids, the crystal heads of silicon-based giants, and the swaying ion fireballs on top of candle-like creatures that have been chopped off.

There are all kinds of strange things, and the death is tragic.

And this is just the beginning, the most frightening thing is that the attack distance of these white clothed gods of death is still increasing!
With the killing, there is no need to touch gradually, and it can be wiped out from a long distance.

The range is getting bigger and bigger!
The same is true for the flying speed, some of them are so fast that afterimages are drawn, like a pale trail.

"Out of control..."

Many Beziers are in fear, memories of the past attacking them.

But this time is even more sad, they are actively pushing it to an unmanageable situation.

"Stop! Stop!"

A group of Beziers exploded.

They pointed their weapons at the Lord of Civilization.

And the lord of civilization is in a daze... They know that this is the price for moving Baibu Death.

In order to interact with Baibu Reaper, some knowledge must be sacrificed.

This is also the only way to hurt the God of Death, but the price is that that knowledge will be forgotten.

At this moment, the Lord of Civilization fell into a great amnesia, and a part of his mind suddenly became empty, and he couldn't remember no matter how he thought about it, it was very awkward and uncomfortable.

This made him lose his mind for a moment, plus some other factors.

Now is the moment when the Lord of Civilization has a flaw, and a group of Beziers seized this opportunity and took the opportunity to attack!

"go to hell!"

No one can stand against the Lord of Civilization, he is the pinnacle of class.

Only when he is dead can he stop the act of feeding life to Bai Bu Death.

At this moment, for some reason, no one organized it, but because the Lord of Civilization had a flaw, suddenly a large group of strong men came out spontaneously.

They have a lot of each other and don't even deal with each other, and now they have an invisible tacit understanding!
Any strong man who caught this fleeting flaw instinctively took action.

No plan, no plan, all improvised, each showing their own abilities.

"Pfft!"

The Lord of Civilization suffered a massacre, and he suddenly came back to his senses: "You dare!"

"Kill him!"

Attacking in groups, everything happened too fast, only in a flash!

However, it is not so easy to kill the Lord of Civilization.

The miraculous treasures of suppressive civilization moved spontaneously, instantly shattering everyone into pieces and suppressing all spiritual bodies.

There are still people who want to make a move, but they can't move anymore.

When the order was issued, they even wanted to commit suicide and fly to the god of death on their own initiative.

"Hey, Lord of Civilization, when the Breakthroughs said that the god of death could erase the knowledge of the universe forever, it wasn't a lie, it wasn't a deterrent..."

"I believe them, it's true...it's true."

An elite from the Bureau of Stability and Control was still persuading while flying "loyally" to Bai Bu's God of Death.

But that's the end of the story, and there's no going back.

The Lord of Bezier Civilization fell into memory. This strange object appeared not long after the birth of Tiandao.

At that time, the Breakthrough organization was still there, and after suppressing the disaster of Baibu Death God, they suffered heavy losses.

Then the Zetas came again, and the breakers were unable to maintain the overall situation, so he could take the opportunity to rebel and seize power.

At that time, the Breakthrough organization was in a desperate situation and used the white cloth death to deter Zeta.

Zeta was leading the team at the time with a star god, but he died as soon as he reached the fifth quadrant...

Because the star god merged into time and space, he had to control the authority of the current closed time and space, which meant that his body was everywhere, and he was killed by the white cloth death god sealed in the death star on the spot!

At this time, the breakouts announced a piece of information, saying that the god of death can make the whole universe lose knowledge forever, and can no longer be understood.

Of course, in the end, until their demise, they did not release the white cloth death.

And this statement is also considered to be a false statement, and it is for deterrence.

The master of Bezier civilization calmed down and said coldly: "That's better..."

"The eyes of the Beziers will eventually see through the fog of the universe and leap over all obstacles."

"But if we can't...what's the truth?"

"Let the universe be filled with unsolvable fog."

People are dumbfounded, and civilization is becoming more and more depraved.

How much ambition they had in the past has turned into a vicious curse at this moment.

They are already rotten. In this battle against the heavens and the heavens, they are already as dead as cannon fodder. Whoever wins them will not feel better.

Since they are having a hard time, it seems that it is something to be proud of if they can drag it to the whole universe.

At this moment, countless people are dying.

Although the Bessel people were fine, they were suffering even more.

The light in their eyes was extinguished, and they were very confused. This is a war where they are all like ants, and they don't know where to go.

"I was starved, and the people suddenly went into exile. Why are the people born, the emperor said burning!"

"His life is like flames, and his life is like a prairie fire. It is obvious that he is below, but he is above!"

"Min Tian's disease is powerful, and Tian Du's mourning. Why cut down the sky, the emperor called Zhao Zhao!"

"The emperor of the phoenix is ​​flying, his feathers are flying, and the dragon is fighting in the wild, his blood is black and yellow!"

There are singing voices, ripples in time and space, and they are all singing in chorus.

A group of people with surging morale and holding high the banner of righteousness have already reached the fifth heaven.

Yan Nu stepped on the swarm of insects, held a light spear, smashed through the obstacles step by step, and came here.

Behind is the army of ten thousand races, magnificent.

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　PS: sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)