An empty island was completely extinguished, and the sound was silenced. ultimately

Lost contact with the whole world.

Like a quiet sunken island in the middle of the ocean.

While the other Sky Islands were similarly in panic and despair, they were not as isolated and desperate as the Happiness Island.

Because the church has pressed all its "troops" on the island of happiness. Although there are also fallen angels transformed by locals who quote the Holy Source and upload their thoughts..... But there are definitely not many of them.

There is a limit to the number of Holy Sources. If you don't drink the Holy Source before uploading your thoughts, you won't become an angel if you download it back.

In addition, the dragon's heart of the other sky islands has not been controlled, so the network has not been cut off. The drone was still functioning - the angelic veterans, seeing the madness of the Church, rebelled and fought to the death against the Cyber Church in their grief and grief.

The fighting is raging, and people have not completely given up resistance.

"-The only thing that can confirm misfortune is the island of happiness." Amirus sighed and whispered to Russell.

Standing next to him was Tovatus, the discordant with his hands on his chest and silent. And Zhu Rong was stopping above their heads. Normally, they would have been in the shadow of the giant ship at this moment, but now Zhu Rong wanted to cast a beam of light to illuminate them.

This old and young, as early as the first day of the disaster, took the island of happiness

The last empty boat that could be driven out headed for land.

But that's not an escape—

After all, there is a limit to the distance that an airship can fly. Before they were about to fall, they contacted Zhu Rong. And the dragon took them and brought them to Russell.

"Now," Russell's eyes deepened, "there's no point in talking about 'destroying the mother tree system,' or something, right?"

"Yes."

Zhu Rong's gentle voice came from the sky behind them: "The current situation is no longer as simple as a world war. The Grey Dome system has been completely destroyed, and Kübler, the only possible way to restore the Grey Dome, has been taken over by the Church. Even in terms of the current level of damage to the Grey Dome system, I don't think Kübler can restore it to its original state on its own.

"If you don't consider the destruction of the Gray Dome, the probability that you can finally defeat the Cyber Church is only 1.85%, and the probability of the destruction of human civilization is as high as 85.47%, but if the Cyber Church is defeated, then the probability of the destruction of human civilization will rise to 99.97%."

"Mr. Zhu Rong also thinks that the church is right..."

Amirus made an old voice.

"I have not uttered anything affirmative in support of the Cyber Church or acknowledging any of the plans they have proposed."

Zhu Rong made an objective voice: "Because in the church's plan, the possibility of being able to achieve 'rebelling against them' and 'surviving' at the same time has been extinguished." "Then," Tovatus said lazily, "why can't we talk about destroying the Grey Dome?"

"Because if you destroy the Grey Dome, you'll release the dream."

Amirus replied without hesitation.

But Tovatus just nodded, "I know.

"I mean—it's all so serious, does it really matter if you release the dream or not? If the Church really intends to destroy the world, it seems to me that it is better for us to release the illusion and end up together. At least for the sake of its own survival, Phantom Dream will eventually find a way to regenerate a new intellectual civilization, which I think is much more reliable than Andrew's compelling."

The attitude of the discordant is very clear.

If the world must be destroyed, he would rather feed it to the twilight.

He smiled and patted Russell on the shoulder, "Besides, we still have Russell anyway!"

"What are you looking at, Russell? I've always supported you to reign in this husk and become the king of the Endless Universe."

The discordant smiled for fear that the world would not be chaotic.

Russell knew that his words were true. Because he could sense that Tovatus did think so—unlike the other elves, Tovatus was not too resistant or afraid of dusk. In other words, he doesn't have much memory of the world today.

After Russell killed the Kamalser of the previous generation, Tovatus's enemies were eliminated. Since then, he has had no reason to survive. Turning the world into a grand firework would be more in line with his heart than that kind of thing.

"-No, I mean."

Amirus smiled slightly, and said softly, "Because the destruction of the Grey Dome will be released

Put at dusk. And this conflicts with the dragon's underlying code, so what if

Anyone who wants to destroy the Grey Dome is directly against the dragon.

"This is the real dead end of the cyber church's design. When the world comes together, it may indeed be possible to fight the dragon, not to mention that the dragon cannot destroy human civilization, so when the humans are gathered, the dragon will have to choose to compromise.

"But on the other hand, if the church makes a minority those who can break the ash dome to pieces; Then the dragon will in turn be an aid to the church. Because the Church's program can indeed preserve human civilization—even in the worst possible way. The underlying logic of the dragon is that it would rather be complete than broken."

"Yes."

Zhu Rong replied, "Until we are sure that the sealed dream has been moved to a safer container, we will stop any individual or force that tries to shatter the ash dome and release the dream."

"How can the few who have risen from the cracks of the oppression of the Church stand up to the desperate enemy of the dragon? Not to mention, if we lose these dragons, we simply won't be able to replicate the technology and create new ones. We can't even make the most basic dragon core of the perpetual motion machine, and how can we cross this prison of nearly 200 light years without the perpetual motion machine?

"At that time, will those brave and brave and sober warriors be able to fight the dragon to the end?"

"—for 'Promotion, he knew his enemies from the very beginning.'" Russell replied, "He didn't have to fight against everyone, let alone the whole world. He just needs to outmaneuver the 'brave', that's enough."

He's that kind of brave man.

They are.

The church is not a "minority," on the contrary, they are the majority

Square. Under the layout of the cyber church, those who do not have a mass base have become their side.

Because people become short-sighted if they don't have a high enough perspective, the powerless who lose the possibility of the future tend to be conservative, while the oppressed by life are not afraid of the destruction of equality – not to mention, the eternal life of another world.

Even if the price is to lose your body and become a mess of data, but anyway, everyone needs to pay the price, is it still a loss?

"So, I want to reverse all this...... It has to start with everyone. I'm the first step, you're the second."

The old man squinted, a little sleepy, "So, it's time to go... Need a 'miracle, it's time.'"

「… That's why you want to destroy the Mother Tree System."

Russell understood Amirus.

Tokifate did reverse course and destroyed the Mother Tree System - but he did so in such a way that any Nameraider who was reborn using the Mother Tree System would become a member of the Fallen Angels. It's like hijacking the Mother Tree system and bringing all the Respawns directly into their Tome servers.

The name of the fairy is naturally cyber immortal. They have more advanced technology, and the mother tree system is the most advanced technology in this field... The Pope could not get it and could only use the flawed cyber immortality technology. This upload is permanent, and even if more advanced technology is used, it will not make up for the loss of humanity in the process.

Therefore, the first thing he did was to go back and destroy the mother tree system first.

The so-called crossing the river and demolishing the bridge. Not to mention that he didn't get on the bridge, but swam as best he could... It's better to simply burn this bridge to the ground, so that people no longer have a cyber immortality plan other than him.

"I've lived enough."

The old man said slowly, "My destiny is 'persistence,' The church used to give me hope and make me obsessed with it, and although they let me down now, it doesn't mean that I used to be obsessed... It's pointless."

"I see."

Russell nodded solemnly.

He raised his head and confirmed to Zhu Rong, "Mother Tree System, we can destroy it, right?"

"Yes. Always refused, and I was a little embarrassed. So if you wish," Zhu Rong said calmly, "I can do it for you. After all, there are quite a few guards near the mother tree, so if I come, I can save unnecessary time. The most important thing we lack is time."

"Then I'll trouble you." Russell thanked.

"You're welcome." Zhu Rong responded.

The next moment, the sound of a turbo that gradually pressurized and became more and more sharp sounded.

Caught off guard, the firelight fell from the sky-

A laser cannon that seemed to be able to destroy the city with one shot fell on the "Mother Tree System" in the distance.

Under the eternal night, the monstrous fire shines as brightly as the bright day.

It was as if another sun had risen above the earth, and a white mushroom cloud was slowly rising.

The whole earth shook violently, and after seven or eight seconds, the hurricane roared along with countless gravel and broken branches. Russell's eyes narrowed, his hair fluttering wildly in the hot wind.

- This means that the system of attacking the elves that has been maintained for thousands of years has been cut off.

Russell had asked Amirus before, and it was a heavily guarded ruin, in the deepest part of the forest. There are countless drones guarding it. Outwardly, it has nothing to do with a "tree", but is a hemispherical shape like a droplet. With his strength alone, it's not easy to invade directly, and he needs the support of bad or bad people who are good at physical destruction.

But now, the dragon was just a shot away, and it could easily be destroyed. They definitely have the power to shatter the Grey Dome, but they are limited to the privileges of digital life and are unable to do so, and can only watch the world fall into chaos and destruction.

Ironically, this is also possible through pressure from the church. It was only then that the dragon, who had always stood with the famous elves, personally destroyed the mother tree system.

"It's over."

Amirus muttered in a low voice, his expression complicated: "The fate of inheriting a thousand years, the former guardians of mankind, the fallen sages..."

The old man closed his eyes, and his face full of furrows was a little moved.

After a long silence, he opened his eyes.

"Can you let me see again, the saint's beheading?"

The old man asked Russell.

"Here you go."

Russell took it with him, took it from his bosom and handed it to Amirus.

Amirus reached it down his throat and wiped it gently. Blood soaked the blade.

"The power to urge the saint to behead...... It's enlightenment."

The old man said slowly, "The consciousness of killing. The consciousness of fighting. Dead consciousness. Consciousness of sacrifice.

"And in the midst of many realizations..."

As he spoke, he gently reached out and smeared the blood on the blade.

It was the first psionic weapon he had ever crafted himself.

And as his fingers swiped, the bright red and transparent blood blade transformed into a brilliant golden dazzling light blade.

"One by one, the most intense, the most painful, and the most difficult thing to inspire is the 'consciousness of living.'"

Amirus's body, as he spoke, began to move in and out of the cracks, shining with an irrepressible light under the eternal night.

It was the power of his holy rank, his sublimated and immortal soul.

This is not a "miracle" in the ordinary sense of the word. Instead, he directly destroyed his soul and fate together, bursting out of the most complete miracle.

"It's hard to live. Confront life's shortcomings. Look directly at the incompleteness of the world. Accept all sorrow, all pain, all despair. Rise to it and conquer it – in one word

It's 'to live,'"

Amirus whispered, "Do your best, and take a step forward."

His glassy pupils were scorched by the increasingly blazing light.

The plants and trees around him were ignited by the light, like altars.

And the old man was in the middle, smearing the last touch of blood of the "Saint's Beheading" into gold.

"Live, Russell. Bring this world with you."

As these words fell, a brilliant golden light suddenly advanced around him.

Brilliant Nova of Light spread along the ground, covering the entire world at the speed of light.

Everyone was stunned for a moment at that moment.

A pure obsession that takes root in their hearts.

It's not complicated, and it's not very strong. Just an unwilling thought, a desire for a miracle.

I want to live.

- Don't want to surrender yet.

- Perhaps, I can stand up a little longer, I can hold on a little longer....

Like a torch sharing its own fire, lighting thousands of candles.

Amirus is dead.