The endless universe, the bright starry sky, and the sea of rules that are as calm and tranquil as the deepest dreams, the time and space of the earth are incomparably beautiful and incomparably safe for the creatures living in the void on this side.

No one likes to be on the lookout for threats from the Eternal Dark Abyss at all times, and the Void is not a peaceful environment, and the extremely dense war is the daily life on this side.

Any realm of order that can walk independently in the void faces countless threats from the outside world, not only the demon gods and their dependents, but also the tiny mutations in the void environment, the looters that wander in this endless depth, the void life that greedily devours every realm of order it encounters, and the aftermath of the war that broke out between the large void realms......

No one knows when those disasters from unknown places will strike, and no one knows how long the countdown to death will be.

"Before I sank into the Shadow Country, I was once a lord with my own Void Realm. "What a beautiful country it is, the tiny planet suspended in the sea of ether, the sun and the moon revolve around it, and the eleven billion Turaj dwarves happily live in that small but delicate world, and if it hadn't happened to that incident, it would not have been impossible for it to grow into a starry universe that children could explore as time passed." ”

"It's a pity, it's just a blink of an eye, and before I can react, everything is ruined. ”

He still remembers the scene.

......

In the eyes of the gods, the Void took on a strange color that could never be stabilized, and even those who were almost at the apex of the Void could not accurately describe the reality of this color. The boundless void encompasses everything, covering everything like the deepest mist.

Here, every small change can lead to an endless future that no one has ever really touched. The pace of order is only just beginning to step in.

The tiny Void Realm named 'Tulaj' navigated the void with no end in sight, having dodged dozens of attacks from Void Behemoths and Marauders, monsters born to adapt to the Void to inflict on every corner, greedily tearing even the tiniest fragment from the Void Collar.

Tall, 1.35 meters tall, he can be regarded as a tall bearded dwarf among the Tulaj dwarves, with his hands behind his back and his face sinking like water. His name is Oliver Tulaj, the creator of this little Void Realm and the eternal 'father' of these Tulaj dwarves.

He stared at the strange colors that rolled endlessly outside the walls of order, and his heart was cold.

Strictly speaking, the attack of the Void Behemoth is not an unsolvable disaster for a Void Realm with a complete self-circulation system, regardless of its size. On the contrary, those more self-motivated Void Masters took the initiative to capture these giant beasts with strange life forms as their own 'tonic'.

Just like those big insects that stretch for thousands of kilometers outside, as long as they are eaten, the Void Collar will be able to communicate with the Void more perfectly, so as to grow more vigorously.

But the dangers of the void never stop there. He had seen the great threat that was coming in the near future, a shadow of terror that he could not stop, a catastrophe that could destroy everything.

Then, he really saw her.

The endless long galaxy suddenly filled his entire field of vision, each star was far ten times bigger than his Void Collar, and in the next second, he naturally understood its truth, it was a small tail of the great god named 'Feng Rixi', her too great power stirred the void, forcibly connecting the infinite distance to this place.

And then the light and fire that struck stirred up a circle of ripples in the galaxy, and thousands of stars burst in an instant, blooming with dazzling brilliance.

She moved her tail.

The vast turbulence that had suddenly sprung up in the void swept through everything, and the last thing Oliver saw was the fiery red hammer that had been slapped into countless molten debris by the tip of her tail.

And the 'little piece' that smashed into Tulaghe.

......

"So, until the end, I didn't know who the great being who was directly slapped to death by her was, only that he once possessed a warhammer capable of forging worlds. Even that small piece of it," he gestured, "was only a tiny piece of size, not as big as your fingernails," ("I haven't had a nail for a long time," Heather muttered) "and easily destroyed my world, everything I ever had." ”

After falling into the Shadow Country, Oliver thought about it for a long, long time, so long that he had grown from a 1.35 meter dwarf to a 1.99 meter tall zombie, and he still didn't understand who was to blame for all this.

Is it to blame for the wind that didn't pay attention to the flowers and plants in the fight, or is it to blame the unlucky guy who was directly killed?

Or is it all his fault for being in the most inappropriate time and place?

"So, in order for our future not to be enveloped by such horrors forever, we have to go to that side of the world no matter what!"

"You're right, my friend," straightened his back, Heather put on his helmet, and at this moment he seemed to be back to the cold-blooded emperor who single-handedly sacrificed his world to the void, "for our future, anyway. ”

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In the bitterly cold wind, Loki knelt on the hard jade floor of the altar.

He had never known that the so-called 'cold' could be such a maddening feeling. Especially after watching his brother freeze into a hard, dead ice sculpture in the cold wind.

"Father...... Why are you doing this?!"

Before the tears could fall, they were frozen in his eyes, and the Frost Giant's physique allowed him to stay awake in this terrifying low temperature, but it could not guarantee the vitality of his body.

The tall back standing silently in the wind and snow moved, and Odin's familiar voice sounded: "My child, this is the choice of the void, and it is also the inevitability of fate, from the moment I became Orlaug, everything has been decided. ”

"But the three goddesses of fate ......"

Violent laughter roared, and he heard a mockery, "A loom? Three puppets." Fate has long been cut off by my own hands, but at the price, we have been included in a much larger chess game, only this time as one of the chess players. ”

"And now, it's time for me, as a player, to have to go. ”