Dahan didn't see the fourth layer of Naraku in the end, and disappeared with regret.

Maybe it's a sadness for him, but isn't it a relief? Because that thick darkness is a desperate existence...... No matter how powerful he is, no matter how much he evolves a hundredfold, he doesn't want to give birth to a place of light.

Cosmic sunspots.

If eternal night is an environment where the rules of light are lacking, then cosmic sunspots are hells that completely reject all light. Not only do the rules of light not exist, they are not even possible to establish. Because at the basic level it is ostracized. If you want to ignite the light, you need to take control of the rules more than here.

How can a planetary class do that?

If Dahan knew that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't change reality, and I don't know if he would still die. The cruelest thing in the world is not that you can't see hope, but that after seeing hope, you take it away from you......

Fate played a big joke on humanity.

Cruel joke.

In the Garden of Eden, the Speaker has closed his eyes. He knew that sending more men would not help. The power of planetary levels cannot build rules. No matter how large the quantity is, it is just consumed out of thin air. To ignite this place, at least a stellar level or even a black hole-level sacrifice is required.

But the question is, how many black holes does humanity have?

This kind of high-end power is the real strength of civilizational competition, and it cannot be consumed at will under any circumstances. Human beings are not like Boca and Rosa and do not have such a long accumulation and heritage. Even if you rely on numerical superiority to accumulate a certain degree of high-end power, you can't consume it here.

With the Speaker's vision and analytical ability, of course, it can be seen that in order to penetrate this darkness, it will take at least ten stellar burns, and as a human being who is not good at the rules of light, I am afraid there will be even more.

That's not an adventure, it's just taking human lives.

In the garden, the Speaker's fists clenched. Trembling slightly.

He couldn't make that decision.

Maybe as long as he gives an order, there will be strong people in the ship group who have the courage to sacrifice, but what about after that? After penetrating this layer of darkness and reaching the next layer, how much more will humanity have to sacrifice? Even if they all die, will they be able to reach the Gate of Eternal Secret on the seventh layer? Competing for a place in the first world?

The foundation of human beings is still too thin......

"Your Excellency, Speaker." Sal Jones' voice came from behind. He reminded. "We need new victims. The light energy of the fleet is being lost. ”

The Speaker did not answer, but turned his back to Sal Jones and remained silent for a long time. "If you can't break through this darkness, what's the use of maintaining the fleet's light?"

"But we can't stop." Sal Jones replied. The tone was calm and terrifying. "Even if they all die in battle. Nor can it be stopped. ”

"Please choose the victims."

"There are no victims...... "The Speaker said suddenly." If there is, it should be me. ”

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his emaciated back looked even thinner, but it was straight. There seemed to be a kind of power surging in the old man's body, allowing him to awaken the tenacity that had been sleeping for an unknown amount of time from the deepest part of his heart. As the head of the Momberto family, he has guarded this civilization for far too long. For a long time, he forgot that he would also be angry. It will also be cold.

"Let me do it. Sal Jones. The Speaker said. Raise your hand in front of your eyes and open it. Clench. "You know, with my rule-building ability, maybe it doesn't cost much, to penetrate it."

It's the truth. Among the three emperors of mankind, only the speaker specializes in analysis and construction. This can be seen in the place where he buried himself in nothingness. If you want to penetrate this darkness, the muse can't, Maggie can't, and it's only him. is the most suitable.

However, this is not in the interest of humanity.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency. I can't take this order. Sal Jones stood in the back, saying cold words with a blank face. You know why. ”

"If you want an end, then in the near future you will get, but not here."

"Absolutely not."

said. Sal Jones handed over a list. "Don't let our sacrifices go to waste."

"............" looked at the powerful names on the list, the speaker's eyes flickered for a while, his fingers rubbed slightly on the names, and finally sighed. It's me who is too willful, so be it......"

He picked up the pen and was about to sketch a few names, when his fingers stopped again. Abruptly asked in Sal Jones' surprise.

"We, have we sent an eighth victim?"

"Nope." Sal Jones replied in the affirmative that all the victims had been screened by him and certainly would not be forgotten.

"And who's out there now?"

The Speaker asked, then looked out with Sal Jones. I saw that in the dark void, I don't know when there was an extra priest. Walking through the group of ships towards the darkness. He is not burly, but his slightly thin back gives people an extremely thick and trustworthy feeling. It was as if the whole world was crumbling before him, and he would go on forever.

In the garden, Sal Jones and the Speaker exclaimed in unison. "Church of the Damned!"

"Death to the priest!!"

Yes, it was Robbie......

In the dark world, Robbie walked slowly like this, the hideous steel battleship, and the huge mechanical mother star gradually faded behind him, becoming his background. World...... It was so quiet that even time seemed to stand still. His gaze was still clear.

The hustle and bustle of the world, the bloodiness and violence of battle, failed to pollute his eyes, nor did they pollute his heart.

Just like when I first saw the blood pupil, Robbie is still Robbie.

The big boy who loves guns and always has a sunny smile.

The black priest's robe fitted him perfectly, and the faint smile was the same as ever. There is no irritability, no anger and sadness in Robbie, only calm. It's as if he's not going to light the light, he's going on a date. A covenant the Lord made with him long before he was born.

"This is the path I have chosen, and I bear all the blame on my shoulders."

"In this body, I look to the Father in heaven, and I am willing to bear the suffering of all beings."

"May all beings be equal and free, and may children bathe in the grace of the Lord."

"I may enter into the path of blood, and I will not ask for forgiveness."

In the dark world, Robbie crossed the fleet step by step, and walked to the darkness that could never be illuminated. Everywhere he passed, whether it was a slender high-speed reconnaissance ship or a heavy armored assault ship, it made way for him. It was as if welcoming a saint to his temple.

Eventually, Robbie stopped. There was darkness in front of you.

"I'm coming......"

He said with a smile, then raised his hand and pointed to the darkness ahead......

"Let there be light, saith the Lord!" (To be continued......)