Chaos and order are always opposed to each other, and they are transformed into each other, in this universe, there is no eternal chaotic civilization, and after the ultimate chaos, it is often the birth of a new order.

It is undoubtedly very reasonable to use this theory to look at the changes in civilization in the Old World.

After the development of the new world, that is, utopia, was on the right track, the resources from the new world greatly alleviated many of the frictions caused by the lack of resources in the old world, and because civilization entered the starry sky and needed to unite all the forces that could be united, so under the impetus of this trend, the human survival alliance integrated the world's resources step by step.

Although the process was not very smooth...

The Australian government's follies were no exception, and in the process of integrating civilizations, narrow nationalists fanned the flames everywhere, and small demonstrations and wars broke out in the newly formed post-war East Ying, the South Asian peninsula, and the civilized regions of South America, and the League for the Survival of Humanity was very tough on this.

The unification of civilizations has been driven by the general trend, and anyone who tries to stop all this will be ruthlessly crushed, and after the Wisdom Legion entered the war zone, in less than 4 months, the civilization of the earth has completely achieved unification, at least in name.

Of course, we're not talking about these clowns, but the real conundrum that lies ahead of the Coalition for Human Survival.

Europe... The hinterland of Europe, to be exact.

Fourteen years ago, the War of Faith left a legacy on this land that has not been able to erase to this day, and almost all the believers in the whole world have gathered here, but they are actually harmless!

The most fanatical group has long since died in the war to defend their gods and beliefs, and the rest are pan-believers who are unwilling to give up their faith, and they are no different from other human beings, regardless of their different understandings of gods and life.

However, the wounds left by that catastrophe of faith on the world were so great that the survivors of the catastrophe were reluctant to accept the existence of these believers.

But for the rulers and administrators, it is impossible to ignore the fact that they cannot leave Europe aside like ordinary people, even though it was they who set the policy of "no involvement, no promotion, no responsibility" of the believers 14 years ago.

As the overlord once said in a certain meeting:

"If the believers in Europe can rebuild their civilization in the chaos of losing their faith on their own, then we will not hesitate to open our arms to them again. ”

Now, after a long and distant fourteen years, this thorny humanitarian and humanitarian issue has finally entered the final stage of resolution.

"Buzz"

With the black and white atmosphere quietly landing on the airport in New York with a shuttle, everyone at the reception gate subconsciously adjusted their clothes.

Speaker Charles sat in his wheelchair, and beside him was a stern-faced Nick Fury, the current secret intelligence officer of the Human Survival Alliance, who already had wrinkles on his face, which were the traces of time on his body, but the light shining in that one eye still made people reluctant to look at him, like a sharp blade hidden in time, still sharp when unsheathed.

On the other side of the Speaker is the rotating President of the Supreme Council of the Human Survival Alliance, the former Prime Minister of Britain, Mr. Mombat.

These three heavyweights of the Coalition for the Survival of Humanity appeared here to welcome the leaders of European nations who had broken the diplomatic deadlock for the first time and visited the civilized world.

In the fourteen years of development, they finally relied on their own strength to defeat the chaos and re-establish order, of course, because 100% of the citizens are believers, so their civilization is more like a medieval church, although with the continuous assistance of the outside world, their system does not lag behind civilization, but from the slightly strange clothes of the leaders who stepped out of the shuttle boat, it can be seen that there is still a gap between them and the civilized world.

"Welcome, Bishop Summert. ”

In the flashing lights around him, Speaker Bamont stretched out his hand and shook hands with the old man in a robe and a red hat on the opposite side, who had an ascetic temperament, and when the two hugged slightly, Speaker Bamont whispered:

"Welcome back, old friend... We haven't seen each other in fourteen years. ”

"But I don't think it's going to affect our friendship, old friend. ”

Mr. Bishop also responded very gently, because before the catastrophe of faith, they were old friends who talked about everything, but now they have become representatives of two civilizations.

On the other side, Nick Fury looked at the middle-aged man in a suit opposite with a hint of coldness, this guy was a little bald, but the aura exuded from his whole body was strikingly similar to Nick Fury, obviously, this is also a secret work practitioner.

"Hassan, you still lost in the end!"

Nick Fury whispered, "It seems that you, the descendants of Assasin, are not as miraculous as your ancestors suggested..."

"We lost because our people wanted to return to the system of civilization. ”

The balding middle-aged man smiled indifferently:

"It doesn't mean that our assassins are weaker than your S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, if I'm not mistaken, 174 infiltrations in fourteen years, your success rate seems to be less than 40%?"

"That's because Europe has become a place for us to train new agents..."

Fury scoffed:

"Our best Ghost Agents are active on the interstellar stage, fighting every day for the well-being of humanity, and it is thanks to their efforts that our fleet can move through the stars... Hassan, your little trick is outdated, just like your vision, disappointing..."

This sentence made the spy leader named Hassan look somewhat unpleasant, but after a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and stared at Fury:

"Soon... Our confrontation will begin among the stars, Fury, and I will prove that the power of the legacy is greater than you think!"

"Oh?"

A smile appeared on Fury's lips, and he stretched out his hand and whispered:

"Very well, as wanderers who have returned to the civilization system, I will wait and see how you perform in the future..."

There was also another person standing in front of Speaker Charles, he had blue skin, and a conspicuous tail, apparently, this was a mutant of faith, and on his skin, engraved with sacred scriptures, and he wore robes belonging to priests with a demonic appearance, and he respectfully half-knelt in front of Speaker Charles, and whispered:

"Mr. Charles, we... Finally home..."

"Kid, your name is Nightcrawler, right?"

As the leader of the mutants, Professor Charles gently placed his palm on his shoulder, and he whispered:

"Utopia always welcomes any mutant... Whether you believe or not, we have never considered you enemies, and Queen Catherine will be pleased with your return... Welcome home, kids. ”

Just this sentence made the mutant priest in front of him burst into tears, this guy had a little intersection with Cyber and Catherine in the early days, it stands to reason that he should have joined Utopia very early, but after the outbreak of the Faith War, this mutant who grew up in the church still took many mutant believers to Europe.

Today, they are an important force among believers in Europe.

A day later, the European nations and the IUS issued a joint statement that the European countries, which had been separated from the system of civilization for 14 years, formally joined the IIGN, and that the boundaries of the countries would be removed, and they would be officially inhabited and enjoy all the rights due to their people.

Europe, on the other hand, will also be designated as a special administrative region, which will become the last place of faith for the eventual integration of human civilization.

Again, as Cyber says:

"Whether there is faith or not is not the root of the problem at all, under the influence of faith, whether we can maintain rational self-thinking is the only way to discern threats..."

"So, it's time for your game in Europe to be over..."

In Wayne Manor in Gotham, Mayor Bruce, who was slightly fat, took off his glasses and looked at the clown sitting across from him, who had no signs of aging, and said in a deep voice:

"European civilization is integrated into human civilization, and you should be well aware that the Human Survival Alliance will not allow a truly divine creature to continue to stir up trouble there... Am I right, Clown Death?"

"Cut"

The clown disdainfully put the wine glass in his hand on the table, he crossed his arms, and snorted:

"If it weren't for Cyber's trickery to snatch the Black Lantern Ring that should have belonged to me... Where do you have a good life now..."

As he spoke, his voice became strange again, and he twitched Bruce's body up and down, and he squinted his eyes and said with a teasing smile:

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since we've played a game, my Batman... Do you want me to continue our fateful war in Gotham when I return from Europe?"

"But seriously, look at the way you look now, your muscles are loose, your senses are dull, you've gained at least 40% of your weight, fat bat, can you still afford to punch me? I'm curious..."

For this kind of joke that is not funny, Bruce shook his head, he propped his hands on the table, crossed his fingers, and looked at the clown in front of him:

"Batman has been gone to Gotham for fourteen years because Gotham doesn't need him anymore, but trust me, Joker, if you still dare to do things on my turf, I guarantee that you'll still be beaten to the head by Batman... It's exactly the same as it was fourteen years ago!"

"Is it up to you?"

The clown's voice became fierce, and a ghostly vision of holding a scale flashed behind him, and he stretched out his fingers and clenched them in the air:

"All of Europe is in my shadow, aren't you afraid of me?"

"Huh"

The icy trident poked out of the shadows behind it and rested firmly on the clown's neck, and behind him, a young man in a bat suit said in a cold voice:

"Then you can come to our Gotham and give it a try... I'm different from my father, I grew up learning from Uncle Cyber, and I don't have a habit of showing mercy to my opponents!"

"Oh oh oh~"

The clown stretched out his fingers and flicked the sharp blade on his neck, and he said without looking back:

"Little Damien... The son inherits his father's business, tsk, wandering among the stars, this is really the tradition of your Wayne family... If you don't be a hero, you feel uncomfortable?"

"Of course, the blood of heroes flows in my body..."

The grown Demian bent down and whispered in the Joker's ear, "It's like the blood of chaos flowing through your veins, but let's be honest, Jack... Your time has passed, and you are already an old man abandoned by the times..."

"Cut"

The figure of the clown turned into a black shadow and disappeared into Wayne's office at this moment, and he threw down a sentence:

"Bruce, your son's tutor is really not good... I don't know how to respect the old man, but seriously, Damian has been active in the Centaurian galaxy lately, right? Good, good... I'll be looking for you soon. ”

"The game of the stars... Ah, it really makes my blood boil... Hahaha!"

In the trademark maniacal laughter, the clown disappears completely, and on the desk in front of him, a scribbled clown poker remains there, like an invitation.

"You've made a mistake, Damian..."

Bruce rubbed the corners of his forehead, and there was a trace of undisguised worry on his face: "You shouldn't be so provocative to clowns, that madman is very difficult to deal with, even your Uncle Cyber had to waste a lot of strength to defeat him." ”

Damien picked up the card with some nonchalance, and he took off his black bat helmet, revealing a younger face that resembled Bruce, and he said with a smile:

"Father, are you afraid of him?"

"No, I'm not afraid..."

Bruce leaned back in his chair and looked at his grown son, and he whispered, "I mean, if the provocation was not part of your plan, but an impromptu idea, then you were a little too reckless..."

"Don't worry, father!"

Damien smiled and put the clown poker in his pocket, he touched his stomach and said, "I already have a complete plan, and where is my mother?Why don't the chefs cook, I'm so hungry..."

"Rachel went to the 10th anniversary celebration of the Gotham Sisterhood, and she and the ladies were supposed to be playing late, and we gave the servants a few days off... Come on, son, let's take old Ah Fu out to eat... Maybe we'll meet you Uncle Cyber and sit down and have a drink. ”