The Third Realm.

Ice Blue Star Field.

Nars's Planet of Despair.

It's a chilling name, and in fact this planet is in the Ice Blue Star Field, which is also the most dangerous kind. Its danger is not only that the gravitational pull of the ultra-high standard is not suitable for human life, but more importantly, it is a planet that is forever cold and lonely. Eternal night shrouded here, with no stellar light, no day, for it was behind another, greater planetary shadow no matter how it operated. The light has nothing to do with it, and the only thing it has is the faint, but clear starlight.

It is a dark planet with a faint light that only a few strong are entitled to enjoy. Under the low temperatures of the eternal night, the crystals are more pure, but also more dangerous.

One hundred and thirty-seven times the standard gravitational pull, eternally dark, perennially minus one hundred degrees. The air is full of negative ions and elements, and it is highly toxic.

This is the despair of Nars, one of the most dangerous planets in the Ice Blue Star Field.

At this moment, in the wilderness somewhere on this planet, a bonfire is being lit. A priest with short blond hair sits in front of a campfire.

He was wiping the gun in his hand.

It was raining in the sky at the moment, but the raindrops were not water, but an unknown highly corrosive liquid. Each drop of liquid can instantly penetrate the armor layer of a Tier IV armor. They drip on the earth, invade the earth, and return to the earth. The extreme low temperature makes this planet a paradise for the Grim Reaper. Only a handful of powerful creatures survive here.

But none of this has anything to do with Robbie. All of his energy now is devoted to the guns in his hands, or to his own beliefs.

The light and darkness confessed, and under the reflection of the bonfire, it emitted a mysterious white light.

Holy, pure.

Compared to seven years ago. Robbie is now more mature. But on that handsome face. But there was a faint scar. The scar starts from the sideburns and extends to the jaw, destroying the original handsome appearance, but adding a mature and seductive temperament.

By the campfire. He muttered under his breath as he wiped his scarred confession.

"The night is the temptation of the devil, which sinks life in the darkness, and the night is the mantle of death. Gives peace to the dead in the cold. I have no intention of offending the majesty of the darkness, but I want to tell all the confused travelers here, come back...... Only light is the destination of mankind, and only light is the end of life. The brilliance of our Lord will give warmth to all beings, and may all beings be at peace and never be confused. ”

"Lord Robbie." A cold voice was heard in the distance, and then a sturdy figure appeared not far away.

Robbie didn't look back either. He whispered.

"Wright Giant General, aren't you resting yet?"

"I just returned from a hunt. Found a nice prey. Wright walked over to Robbie and sat down, taking out a piece of meat and throwing it into the campfire. Soon the grease dissolved in the campfire, making a crackling sound.

Wright's expression was calm, but the scars on his body were dozens of times more than Robbie's. In fact, in the past few years of adventure, it is Wright who is the craziest, he ignores all dangers, ignores all strong enemies, and leads his subordinates to fight like demons, captive. That crazy look feels like it's not training, but actively begging for death.

Where there is danger, Wright will go, and where there is a strong enemy, Wright will rush to. In just a few years, Wright's exclusive warriors have plummeted from a few hundred to only a few dozen. But without exception, they have entered the level of a meteorite star.

In Wright's words, this is Crodier's way of training, and this is nature's survival of the fittest.

The weak, without the glory of fighting, it is a shame to even survive!!

Robbie understood Wright's feelings, because, in that ruin from seven years ago, in that cold ice crystal, he had the same idea. Seeing that he couldn't stop the enemy from approaching the blood pupil, Robbie had no anger, only deep sadness. It was even more terrible and weaker than if he had disobeyed God's will.

I'm not going to be weak like that......

Robbie thought silently as he watched the campfire leap in front of him, and then reached out and took out a roasted piece of meat from the campfire. Hand it to Wright.

"What about the losses?"

"There are no losses." Wright replied, taking the roast and munching on it. In fact, on this planet, most of the 'natives' are inedible, and the roast in his hand is worth a thousand gold. But Wright doesn't show his emotion, because if he lights the bonfire first, he will also leave Robbie a piece of food.

Robbie silently watched Wright feast and whispered. "You should thank our Lord for his kindness. I thought you'd lose at least two people this time. ”

"Death is our destination, and no one will thank your God for it." Wright replied, then glanced at Robbie. "Our lives, our possessions, belong to our Lord alone. God is the object of conquest for us. As long as my lord needs it, even God will kill you. ”

"You're too aggressive, my child." Robbie lowered his eyelids, quietly took out a piece of roast meat and began to nibble, and said softly. "At the very least, you shouldn't say such offensive things to a priest, and I'll kill you and burn your body and soul at the stake."

"That's my fate, too." Wright grinned, revealing bloodshot teeth. "The weak don't deserve to survive!"

"That's a good point." Robbie nodded, looking up at the dark sky as well. "But that's in your eyes, but have you ever thought about why we want to deprive the weak of the right to live? As long as you live, it is a gift from God. Every life has its own reason for survival. In the eyes of our Lord, everything is based on equality, and he will not ignore you because of your weakness, nor will he reject you because of your poverty. Under the watchful eye of Our Lord, the souls of the pious will ascend to heaven. ”

"Hey, hey." Wright smiled again and continued to munch on the roast. But there is disdain in his eyes that cannot be hidden. "You are mistaken, dear Lord Robbie, we have no soul. We are just creatures. It is the instrument of our Lord. Aren't you too bored with me to say this? ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot." Robbie was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly.

yes, how could Wright possibly have a soul? He's a giant general, a powerful weapon of war for Crodir. I really take it for granted.

Is it because of the recent increase in strength, and the boundary of evolution is approaching?

Robbie thought silently, and suddenly raised his head and looked at the wilderness around him.

I saw that in the wilderness, tens of thousands of blue points of light had appeared at some point, like eyes in the netherworld, surrounding him from all directions. The smell of destruction began to fill the air, and terrifying energy fluctuations filled the surroundings.

It's time for training again?

Looking at the campfire in front of him, Robbie sighed. He knew that in the desperation of Nars in the eternal night, the campfire was the target of the predators. But he didn't have the slightest fear, just stretched out his right hand and pointed to the sky.

"The Lord said, Let there be ...... light" (To be continued.) )