BGM: Let's swing the sculls

Not to mention the god-makers and extinguishers who are immersed in conspiracy and negotiation.

Presently.

The world is moving towards erosion step by step.

The situation is out of control, any old system is crumbling at an unbewildering pace, and everything that was previously impenetrable and unshakable has been overturned.

It may not be right to say that it is subverted, but perhaps it is more correct to "return to normal".

If the inhabitants of the Inner World are regarded as a higher species in their own right, then the inhabitants of the Inner World are only the ones to be ruled.

Without him, natural selection, survival of the fittest.

In the past, there was the control of the school park and the park.,This makes these people take care of themselves.,Can't move under the pressure of the two mountains.,Don't dare to make a mistake at all.。

Right now?

Etiquette collapses.

It's turmoil, it's a new era.

Neither "protection" nor "control" can be used as an excuse to conceal the essence of the act, which is nothing more than the domination of the more powerful by the powerful over the weaker by the majority.

Even if they don't think so themselves, but are just doing things out of their own pursuit of the ideal society in their hearts, this will not change in the slightest.

In fact, the two are not congenitally of the same class, but they have not had the opportunity to contact each other in the past.

Of course, this is not a consideration of the justice of their actions, that kind of thing is meaningless, and there will be boring posterity to write it.

This is a new era of opportunity, but the doors of power are only open to the transcendent.

The ruling circles have been exchanging blood in large numbers, and the modern technological weapons that have been developing slowly for thousands of years are weak and powerless in the face of the transcendental, and the capable ones are divided from each other.

Many of the denominations that had been broken in the wind have reappeared on the stage of history, and even established churches, all of which are the property of the "wild" gods who have not joined Paradise.

For the vast number of ordinary humans, as well as some humanoid groups that try their best to integrate into human society, it is nothing more than a change of ruler.

The only thing that has changed is that life has gotten worse.

War and turmoil have brought disgrace and grief, and all kinds of tragedies that were originally just media reports have begun to occur frequently around them, and cities often disappear from the map for some reason.

Ah, as for the "perpetrators", they will naturally not be held accountable for this, and will make a big deal about it as a conspiracy of hostile forces.

In the past, the old government would shirk responsibility for disasters and give people a plausible explanation, while the creators of disasters – non-designated violent groups – would rush to take responsibility for the incidents.

And now, the major non-designated violent groups are starting to come to power, and damn it, these bastards won't give an explanation, because they don't need stable hearts at all.

Sects need to create calamities to create an environment suitable for their own performance of compassion and to attract more believers. They create tragedy in an orderly manner and then skillfully complete the harvest of faith.

It's like a doctor who finds that no one is coming to see the doctor and goes out with a machete on his own and drags the dying wounded back all the way to treat them.

It's just that their methods are more subtle and effective, and maybe one day they will come up with more efficient methods, such as taking the souls of the unbelievers and sticking them to the wall (laughs)

As for the transcendent beings of mankind? Most of these people are authoritarian people, and they have some spiritual problems, and they are very few who can face the world rationally.

The transcendents who belong to the school park will not make this mistake, it is because they enjoy the high-end educational resources in the world, although they are more dangerous, but at least they will not pose a threat to the balance of the world, and they will not be crazy.

And those who are not educated and don't know how to control themselves, it's good that they don't become the walking dead.

Heaven has given them powerful "guns", they do not fire warning guns to rule over humanity, but they have learned to shoot at the crowd with one hand, and then rule over the remaining living.

Only organized human transcendents will remain sane because they understand the circumstances under which their immediate environment will be established.

They know how to be in awe, and they know more or less that they can't touch the bottom line of those two monsters, otherwise everything they have built now will be ruined.

In short, the world is a mess, it is pitch black, and there is no light to be seen.

The world is coming to an end, and no one can escape.

- At this moment, we still need to carnival and indulge in sex until the end of everything.

That's what most people think.

Even ordinary people will more or less understand that this moment is already the final countdown.

"So... It is necessary to "all things are one". ”

The black-bearer stood on top of the high field, where there was almost no oxygen, and the scattered stream of particles flowed around without warning, and the green aurora hung behind the man like a flickering curtain.

The rays of the morning sun began to erode the surface from the horizon, and from this height, the angle was somewhat skewed.

An incomprehensible sigh.

Beneath the feet of the black-bearer is a huge island, in the shape of a round cake, and the coastline of the saline is confronted by the cold winds blowing from the permafrost.

Overall, it is not at the level of this world continent, but it is only a larger island.

Even so, there are still seven countries with a total population of 250 million.

The harsh cold environment and unique wilderness style have created unique local cultural customs and historical inheritance.

You can see the island from the point of view of the black-bearer, and the freezing air in the early morning can't stop people from reveling.

Today is their common holiday.

While chaos has swept the world, there is a local sect of totemic beliefs, ascetics who live in the most inhospitable places, breathe with the scars of nature, and try to bring green life to the rocks, for which generations of hermits have worked to dig through the soil with calloused hands and sow seeds of hope. Under their protection, no one can make waves.

In the past, highly civilized countries came here to plunder the wealth of the population, and now there are many self-righteous alien transcendents, but they have all personally felt the horror of those old immortals, and understood the fear of the other side receiving missiles empty-handed and unscathed.

The people here are lucky.

Now.

People put up lanterns, worship various stalls in the streets, talk and laugh, wave torches to drive away the scavenging birds, and look forward to the future.

The aroma of fried nuts wafts through the aroma of grilled meat and sake.

"Haha! Again, another drink!"

"Brethren!"

"We've been working hard for the last 35 years!

"Cheers!

The adult men gathered together with enthusiasm, and the year's work seemed to have meaning at this moment.

Women bake cookies at home, or go out on the street to buy all sorts of interesting hand accessories

The little girl walks through the streets, smiling and selling blue flowers that have just been harvested from the fields.

It is a flower that blooms in the cold zone, and it blooms for a short time, which is a rare thing here.

Torches and yellow lights bloom in this not-so-wealthy excesses, reflecting the malnourished but hopeful cheeks of the people.

They're laughing.

- "One hundred and forty-seventh. ”

This figure was one hundred and forty-four .five seven hours ago.

No one knows the meaning behind the numbers, except for the blacksters themselves, who are living out their grand ambitions.

The world is so big that even if so many people and countries have disappeared in a short period of time, it is still nothing compared to its huge total.

Until this moment, the various regions in the troubled times were too busy to take care of themselves, not knowing what was really going on.

When they understand the meaning of the "starfall", then everything will be swept away and dominated by new fears.

The black-bearer doesn't think so,

He acknowledges that what is in front of him is exactly what he and many of his colleagues want.

But this will not last long, it will be a flash in the mirror.

Only "All Things Are One" can save the world!

In this era when there are no saints and almost all the innate gods have fallen, it is impossible to face the hard bar as before.

The three colors are too strong, even if there is only one, with the current vitality of the two gardens, it is unstoppable.

In that era when the strong were full and the sacred walked the earth, countless races were exterminated, and all living creatures gathered on the last three fortresses.

And the statistics of that time are still preserved in the hearts of those who hold on to black.

——【156742】！！！

One no more, one no less.

Except for some self-sealed Jedi beings, this is the last living force of the living.

So far, after countless years of evolution, the population base has increased countless times.

But it's still not enough.

The time left for them in this world is too short to accumulate enough candles to light the [Great Bonfire]

That's the reality.

All the misfortunes in the world are due to their own incompetence - I don't know who said this, and in fact, the blacksters would not think so.

But, at least.

Please let me carry some of it.

I have to. Save you.

It's all for ... She.

His mind drifted in the cold wind, and the eyes of the black-holding man were filled with inhuman white light again, and he landed like this.

Free fall, like a falling morning star.