Sometimes, even if you have a cliff in front of you that you don't know how to dive, you have no choice but to move forward.

This applies not only to people, but also to civilization.

This is something that the Rare civilization is well aware of. They didn't know that the terrifying existence of being able to survive and fight in space, and to be able to smash planets or even extinguish stars with a single move must be highly dangerous, but the Rare really had no choice.

Either move forward and jump into the cliffs of unknown dives to gamble your life, or you will be trapped forever.

Captain Saratier and the other few Rare were held by countless high-ranking people and scientific research elites of the Rare civilization before leaving, and she fully knew that the starship she led was the last hope of the entire civilization.

Therefore, even if the spirit of being tormented by the strange torture of the old corpses almost collapsed, she never gave up. She knew she had no choice, she had to bring back the hope of the entire civilization at all costs!

Yes, the hope of the whole civilization. It is ironic that this kind of desperate thing has become the last hope of the entire civilization.

Originally, Xiao Yao didn't have the authority to know this, but he found a dried corpse of Ruill that had been drained of blood next to a certain container, and from the bracelet of the dried corpse, Xiao Yao visited the deepest buried database of this starship and learned about the despair hidden behind the matter.

As for the dried corpse, it should have been some hapless storekeeper before him.

The Riel was covered in twisted tentacles that twisted his body into an eerie shape, making it impossible to tell if the tentacles were the cause of his death or the scavenger who had eaten the corpse after his death. The tentacles extended directly from under the sturdy metal floor, and Xiao Yao speculated that the old corpses that seemed to be in the jar had taken deep roots like a tree.

Plants, or animals? Such a classification is completely inapplicable to the old days. He is a separate species, something that cannot be classified by any existing biological knowledge. The only thing that can classify Him is in the occult, and that word is called "God."

"Still, Nameless Mist is in a worse state than I first suspected, he...... No matter how you look at it, it looks like death

It's amazing......" Xiao Yao put down the bracelet that made his mood a little heavy, raised his hand and knocked on the cracked glassware in front of him.

The old flesh wriggled violently, and the bright red blood seeped out, then diffused into a blood-colored mist and dissipated.

Xiao Yao looked at the blood-red mist with an expressionless face and soaked his arm, and the tissues that the mist touched quickly died and rotted, falling to the ground piece by piece, emitting an unpleasant fishy smell.

Xiao Yao withdrew his hand that had revealed his white bones, his eye sockets gradually seeped out of deep black, and between the surging power of the same origin and homogeneity, the strong self-healing ability completely repaired that arm.

After so much time in the watchful eye, he had basically understood the state of Nameless Mist—he was dead, completely slain in the battle with another old god.

Although Nameless Fog still has a certain consciousness, there is an obsession with "living", and can even rely on these remnants to complete simple communication and battles. But for a terrifying being like the gods of the past, such a reaction ...... It can be equated to a dug out frog's heart, which still keeps beating for a while.

It is true that the danger is still there, even if it is the corpse of the old gods who are still dead, it can be said that the mouth is dangerous things that the Riel civilization has come into contact with.

However, in this way, Xiao Yao's original speculation was shaken.

Originally, he had discussed with Ash who came to deliver food a few times, and had some speculations about the end of this initial civilization, Riel, and the most likely one was the ravages of the "Nameless Mist".

However, Xiao Yao now has a full understanding of the highly developed Rare civilization, which is far less developed than even the craziest science fiction fantasy of the original Earth civilization. A civilization that has reached the pinnacle in the field of science and technology, Xiao Yao believes that the Rare people will not be completely destroyed by the little thing left in the corpses of the old days when they exert the power of all civilizations.

But the end must be associated with the Nameless Mist, otherwise the Messiah would not allow himself to see all this.

"Oh, speaking of the Messiah...... I almost forgot about this guy. The god of machines, the legacy of the original civilization...... But I haven't found any clues about you so far. "Shaw

Haruka frowned slightly, "Wait and see, I feel that sooner or later I will get all the answers in this civilization." ”

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Familiar conference hall, familiar participants...... It's just a few riels missing.

The next day, they were about to return to their hometown, and after this nightmarish journey, these Ryel, who had set off with enthusiasm at first, all felt a sense of relief at this moment.

After many years, things are not people.

What was supposed to be a journey full of adventure and passion is now remembered with nothing but endless darkness and despair.

Although every Riel involved in this operation is a hero of the entire civilization, if it were to be chosen again, it is believed that almost all of them would not choose to participate in it again.

The Rare described the final work of the return trip in as brief a word as possible, and they tacitly did not mention the companions who were no longer here, as if they had not existed in the first place, as if everything was peaceful, without any accidents, without ...... Weirdness that no known theory can explain.

The similarity between Riel and humans is quite high. Or sometimes, running away from the problem itself when you can't do anything about it is one of the weaknesses of intelligent beings.

Xiao Yao clasped his hands to his chest and looked around at the Ruier sitting in the hall with interest. He was well aware that he had been isolated, and that no one but Ash was willing to sit by his side.

After years of being alone in the warehouse where all the strange things were going to happen, the former keeper was either secretly thrown out of the warehouse by Salatier and executed, or he was turned into a complete monster in front of people's eyes, or he just lost all traces of it...... No Riel would believe that he was not affected in any way.

"I'm afraid in their hearts, you are not a hero who has the courage to take over the most dangerous mission for everyone, but a madman who can turn into an unspeakable monster at any time." A brief summary of Ash, who was holding a pack of snacks, was one of the delicacies she recreated in most of her memories in the kitchen.

But...... Why does this girl seem to be eating all the time......