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The stars have fallen.

It is a scene that can only be found in the picture scrolls of mythology, and no amount of textual description, language, or picture or video can record it.

Pillars of golden light stretched through the sky, and the distorted space-time was crumpled into large swaths of dark dregs.

The brilliance of platinum envelops the entire continent, spreading tens of thousands of kilometers to the surface of the sea, and everything in its path is losing color and shape.

This is enough destruction to make the world feel pain, even if this time is already after the starfall event, there has never been such a magnificent scene.

Even the last few candle wars are within the limit, or they have taken place in the astral realm and other dimensions, and have not really affected the physical world.

As for a continent to be wiped out or something. It can only be described as frenzied.

For a moment, the originally chaotic world was briefly quiet.

For the first time in these months appeared a complete, noiseless tranquility.

Even in the face of such an emergency, there are still people who can remain calm.

Those who know are in the know can collect all the benefits they can get their hands on as quickly as possible in their lives, and gather resources and population.

They are all monstrous powers of power or leaders of otherworldly organizations.

This reaction makes them extremely conspicuous, which is the qualification of the successful and the posture of the superior.

But.. That's it.

At the end of the day, it's not about running away, they're going to know very well that some things don't just run if they want to.

This is just to minimize losses in the face of natural disasters.

Humans have supported so many destructive weapons, but they have never thought of making devices to resist natural disasters.

Of course, it's not because I didn't want to do it at all, I just couldn't do it.

Earthquakes, meteorites, super geopillars, gamma-ray bursts. Manpower is not enough.

And candles can only be described as mobile sustainable natural disasters.

If the school park and the paradise are still fighting like before the fire age, then the faith civilization and human civilization will eventually stay in the totem worship, the era of blue wisps.

Without him, because it can't survive at all.

As soon as there is a hint of it, it will be crushed to death by the hostile candle flame on the grounds of "I'm sorry, I was crushed when I slept and turned over".

That's what candles are all about.

Violence of the unusual.

The Black Swan, the mother of all things, may not have been without this consideration before the Fire Age, but after that, humans and gods, who originated from the same seed, chose to compromise.

The generation was held in the hands of the living, and the era of relative balance and mutual checks and balances between the two gardens began.

Even if EVE has lost its usefulness at some point, even if it is itself a man-made, self-destructive opposing civilization, this balance has been maintained for 30 million years.

Precious, fragile balance.

It's like a utopia built on a volcanic crater.

When the balance is broken, there will be no so-called "common sense", and everything that seems reasonable will be subverted by the greatest violence.

They don't even talk to you.

Because the person who lit the candle flame can't even be described by the word "life".

It would be more appropriate to say that it is a collection of concepts.

It's like some natural science theorems that can't be overturned.

Their memory is history.

Their behavior is change.

What's the use of hiding? There's no point.

It's more like instinctive finiteness. Pathetic defensive response.

The war was contained to the greatest extent, and when the pillar of light was seen, the two sides on the battlefield who were still fighting each other lost their words at the same time, like puppets without twisting clockwork.

The hand that had been pressed on the button a moment ago began to tremble profusely, and the modern army, supported by science and technology and united by faith, became crooked and fragmented.

The people of the Middle World, who were still wielding their extraordinary power and fighting against guns and laser missiles a moment ago, also saw the expressions of the once dead enemies come back to life.

They didn't even bother with the ship-based electromagnetic guns aimed at them.

The next moment, several people came back to their senses, they looked at the dead battlefield, swallowed their saliva, and quietly put their fingers on the button.

———— "Boom !—— Boom ——"

Several figures standing out of thin air suddenly evaporated from the world.

The rest of the transcendents were suddenly alarmed, and the threat of death passed by.

Fear and rage spurred them to fight back without hesitation.

The war is back in the open.

。。。。。。

Magpie embraced the girl softly, and the barrier of the North Star kept all vibrations and sounds out.

The girl's sleeping face rested on his arms, cute and serene.

Her hands subconsciously wrapped around Magpie's neck, and the cold and smooth comfort and solidity made the latter feel a little reassured.

At the same time, it is more indifferent.

If it is a magpie in a normal state, it will not launch a large-scale extermination strike for no reason.

But this time it was different, he had lost his surplus.

Magpie was completely angry.

Now, he just wants to find out the enemy and take it out.

It doesn't matter who it is.

All to die!

The magpie's body stood in the center of the golden light tree, and the endless rain of light floated through the indifferent vision.

The burning gold turned into fluttering butterflies, flatteringly flying around the magpie panhuan, leaving a series of agile and elegant tracks in the air.

Isn't it?

A waterfall of data flows across the eyes, and everything that happens between heaven and earth converges into a basic flow of information, collected by the homotonic network that envelops the entire continent, and then converges into simple and meaningful lines in the Rubik's Cube.

This is a unique algorithm edited by Magpie itself, and it is one of the most concise ways to convert programming language to natural language.

No matter what slight anomalies there are, they can't escape his surveillance.

However.. Even in this kind of covering saturation blow, the other party did not show up.

As if it didn't exist.

In perception, the golden Antarctic Starlight Flame was unhindered, easily destroying all material and immaterial existence.

Even the strongest transcendent in this place is unable to protect itself in the face of such a conceptual attack.

The existence that can break through one's own defenses and drag oneself into the illusion in an instant. There's no reason to dissolve in an area attack of this magnitude.

"Black swan. What about your avatar?"

Or maybe it's by dependence. ”

The magpie's voice sounded again, like an oracle from the nine heavens, and in an instant it crossed the earth and mountains, and spread out like a place where the sea meets the sky.

"Hurry up and get out. ”

"Come out and let me kill. ”

Unreasonable words echoed in heaven and earth, but the panicked people had no time to think.

The survivors at the edge of the continent looked up tremblingly and looked at the sky.

Both human and pan-human beings look up to the top of their heads without exception.

The golden light of destruction had disappeared at some point.

What's going on??

Rain.. Stopped?