"Thirteen adults, more than half of the gods have fallen, and we can only escape!" said an empty, non-existent cry in the Messiah's ears. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Gradually, the voice slowly changed from empty to real, and the cry began to expand: "Thirteen Lords, we can only abandon the three hundred billion imperial people on the ark and flee to the third dimension three million years ago, or to the distant ten million years ago!!"

Or escape..... The third dimension, escape to an unknown space-time dimension!"

Above the vast cosmic stars, a huge circular spaceship the size of a white dwarf floated among the stars, its huge hull alone...... It is enough to crush all the stars around it.

"Where to run?"

"God the Father wants to destroy all the beings in the world, to destroy all the timelines and all the worlds in the world... Even the gods who can transcend the future and the past, all timelines and spaces, cannot escape the fate of destruction!"

The one who spoke was a majestic and handsome man in a military uniform standing in the control room, he looked through the window at the thousands of twinkling stars outside the window, his expression was full of indifference, "All we can do is wait for death..."

The uniformed man named Thirteen continued, "Even if we escaped to the third dimension thirty million years ago, we would not be able to escape the fate of destruction. ”

"Thirty million years ago, time and space are also facing the fate of collapse and destruction, whether it is the past or the future, all timelines, spaces, and arbitrary dimensions are collapsing at this time.....

"We... There is nowhere to escape!" The young man's golden eyes flickered slightly, and he looked up, his eyes seemed to be able to pass through infinite time, clearly seeing everything in all times and dimensions.

"Your Excellency said it was the Father?"

The co-pilot's pale young man looked surprised, "How is it possible.... How could the god of destruction who stood in the endless shadows be the father god who opened up the heavens and the earth and created all kinds in the primeval legend.....

"yes..... How could the Father, who created the rules of timeline and spatial dimension, fabricated the heavens and stars, and created all kinds of primates, destroy his creation. The handsome young man named Thirteen smiled wryly in confusion.

"But who else can be the only being who overrides all timelines, spacelines, omniscient and omnipotent? The limitations of the universe can accommodate only one Supreme Being at the same time. ”

"Could it be that God the Father has long been killed and replaced?" said the adjutant in a white ornate military uniform, suddenly in a deep voice.

"Do you know what it means to be omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent?"

The officer named Thirteen muttered to himself, and he suddenly looked three million light-years away in front of him. "Can it be killed and destroyed, or is it an eternal existence that overrides all the lines of time and space?"

In the distance, there is already a looming and crumbling space-time.

The stars are turning into ashes and shattering, light and time and space are mixing and distorting... Re-transformed into chaos, light and darkness, everything in all dimensions..... It's all twisting and disappearing.

In an instant, the whole world opened up and turned into nothingness......

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The uncharted waters of Hydeya.

A huge deep-sea fishing and hunting ship with a length of more than several hundred meters is driving alone in the vast deep-sea area.

"Ah!!!h

The Messiah awoke from his sleep in his bed, his rough gray linen cloth clothes soaked with cold sweat, and the young man's face turned unusually pale.

He slumped up from the bed, "Just now, the sight of that world being destroyed... Is it a dream?"

"It feels so real..... It's just that there really is more than the legendary Petleigh Flying Fortress VII .... Will a larger machine creation exist?"

The Messiah had a sense of disappointment, and could only compare the ark of stars in his dream with the largest thing in his consciousness. "However, in this world, are there really gods and demons that are powerful enough to destroy the timeline, the spatial dimension, and even the entire world?"

In the distance, on the plank compartment, a rough man's cry was heard: "Messiah, it's time to get ready to pull the net!

"Okay!!!

The emaciated Messiah wiped his cold sweat and quickly got up from the bed, striding from the cabin on the lower deck to the deck.

The Messiah was an orphan who had managed to find this job as a trainee sailor on the Azczes Islands, and he didn't want to go back to the days of begging on the streets.

"One-two... Three!""One-two... Three!!"

On the sturdy deck made of shade wood, you can enjoy the refreshing salty sea breeze with the smell of seawater.

Seven or eight strong sailors lined up in a straight line, leaning back while leaning back, shouting slogans loudly in their mouths, and pulling a huge rope back with a huge rope in their hands!

The Messiah, because of his emaciated figure, was placed at the end of the rope, constantly pulling vigorously along the rhythm....

As an orphan living on the streets for many years without enough to eat, the Messiah, even though he was seventeen years old, was as weak as a boy of fifteen or sixteen.

"Let's go!!" With a final cry, the huge rope grid was dragged onto the deck with a huge amount of seafood.

On the deck, the deck was shrouded in nets by a constant stream of fish, and the deck was wet with the rushing seawater.

All kinds of strange fish are jumping around in the huge fishing nets, which makes the surrounding sailors a little excited. "It's been a long time since I've caught such a large amount!"

"Let me see, most of them are curtain fish, and the third scale below the fins is the material of the low-level magic pattern, which is the material of the basic arcane structure of the beginner arcanist, there are so many of them, this time our merchant group has made a lot of money!"

"Thanks to the merchant group's invitation to the Mideku navigator this time, it is predicted that the Lamuyu will migrate south to the inland sea in mid-March, and there will be such a rich harvest!" As he spoke, the sturdy sailor looked at the middle-aged man who was talking to the knight Kaga on the side with a look of respect.

The other side.

Midku and Knight Kaga watched the sailors' harvest and conversed in a very brisk tone.

"This time, thanks to the Mideku Navigator, this time we can have a big harvest!" said Kaga, the knight who was responsible for guarding the safety of the fishing and hunting ships and sending away the short-eyed sea beasts and pirates.

He was a sturdy middle-aged man, wearing gray metal armor full of scratches, and a two-meter-long sawtooth demon-patterned greatsword tied around his waist.

"Thanks to the bravery of the Knight of Kaga," Mideku continued.

The Mideku Navigator was dressed in a strange dark blue cloak robe, embroidered with gray mixed with long black spots, with a kind of divine dignity in it.

He held a crystal ball in his hand, and an unknown black liquid resembling a long snake flowed slowly inside the hollow. "Thanks to Kaga, as a second-order low-level knight powerhouse, he cleaned up many sea monsters along the way, allowing us to go to sea safely, and we can have this harvest!"

"I've heard that Mr. Midscu, as an arcane artist, is not only proficient in navigation, but also slightly involved in astrology, so I have time to ask for advice!" said Kaja to Midku with a flattering expression.