[This is the third outpost, the sixth line of defense is about to be defeated, we are finished, and the jockeys will become history because of their stupidity.] Latecomers, whether you are a jockey descendant or not, when you can see this message, remember, don't try to master the unknown! - Jockey Ona, recorded on the eve of the demise of the Jockey's home planet. 】

The white giants that had appeared on L233, almost indistinguishable from their size, sat at a metal table, and carved their words on the metal plate with a carving knife.

The giants have a long history, dating back to the plan for the rise of humanity during the Flood Calendar.

By fusing the life factors of the Titans for human beings, the source of human life will be transformed and the dilemma of human weakness will be changed. At the same time as the Giant Clan, there was also the Earth Spirit Clan, but later the Earth Spirit Clan was wiped out, and the scattered goblins, dwarves, and high goblins didn't know that the Earth Spirit Clan was actually the white glove of humans.

Arrogance is not the original sin, weakness is.

This plan succeeded, but it didn't work out either.

The giants have indeed gained a lot of strength, and there have been some strong people who have lived to the human calendar (probably), including the famous Kua Pao Run.

But the giants, who had gained great power, betrayed humanity, and because of the converts effect, the giants were the most persecuted of all races.

When such a giant waits for the human race to counterattack the Flood Continent, the flood calendar ends, and the human calendar begins, it is naturally self-evident what kind of fate will be.

Traitors are more hateful than enemies, the human beings of the Flood Desolate Continent still can't wait to cramp and peel the skin of the innocent races, even the Niutou Horse Mask Clan who helped the humans during the Flood Wilderness Period, Fuxi's pet cat mother back then, Emperor Jun's wife Xihe, and even the venerable cultivator, one of the Three Qings, the wife and heir of Tongtian of Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun did not end up well, and Tongtian himself was sealed by Fuxi because of this incident, and the giant clan as a traitor can have a good end?

Escape!

Escape to the outer planes!

The multiverse is big, unbelievably big, and incalculable!

Just a Flood Desolate Continent, the Desolate Heavenly Court has been developed for an unknown number of years, and it only occupies seven-tenths of the Desolate Continent, which is a Desolate Heavenly Court with a large number of immortals, saints, and countless cultivators.

Such a Desolate Heavenly Court would not be able to explore the entire Desolate Continent, let alone explore the entire multiverse!

In the vast world, there is always a place where the desolate heavenly court can't find it!

Although the Flood Desolation Clan was suppressed in the four Jedi, there were always some fish that slipped through the net.

The Pale Giant, no, the Jockey Clan is one of them, to be exact.

Back then, the Pale Giants, who had fled to this world for some reason, used the Pale Giant's life factor and another life factor to create the Jockey Clan.

And the place where they were created is what is now the Realm of Chaos.

Supposedly, on Terra, those guys call it subspace.

When the jockeys were created, the Pale Giants brought the jockeys to their current jockey home planet, leaving behind a sacred text for the jockeys to reproduce on their own, while also obeying the oracle and working for the Pale Giants.

To put it simply, the Pale Giant has created a group of subordinate races, and this group of subordinate races has served them.

The most important job of a jockey is to cultivate the source of immortality.

The Source of Immortality needs to be used as a petri dish with the minds of all beings, and according to the requirements of the Pale Giant, they need to cultivate the Source of Immortality for offerings.

The method is also very simple, first sow the seeds of life on a certain planet, wait until the planet is almost developed, preach among the life forms on this planet, let them believe in death, worship death, and finally this worship of death will evolve into the will power of all beings, if the conditions allow, the will power of all beings can give birth to something that the pale giant calls 'the collection of willingness'.

Therefore, it is necessary to check the condition of each petri dish at regular intervals, firstly, to prevent the birth of the 'Willpower Collective', and secondly, to ensure that the ranch civilization does not produce an excessively high level of culture.

The more civilization develops, the harder it is to control.

The jockeys were still working hard at first, the Pale Giants transmitting energy through the Chaos Realm, and various biotechnologies, but as generations of jockeys died, they gradually uncovered some truths.

For example, the Source of Immortality can give mortals the power of incomparably terrifying, or. The Pale Giants are gone.

The source of immortality is not so easy to cultivate, a planet, a civilization, exhausted thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years, may not be able to cultivate an immortal source.

The Source of Immortality is powerful, terrifying, and even powerful enough to resist the Pale Giant!

The jockeys call the kind of power they produce from the brain domain as psionic energy, but the strongest psionic energy of the ordinary jockey clan can only carry the weight of hundreds of units, and it is not even as good as the effect of the jockeys themselves to resist with their own bodies, and the psionic energy of the pale giants, which is called the kind of spiritual fighting spirit by the pale giants, is so powerful that it can easily erase the consciousness of hundreds or thousands of jockeys.

A pale giant that can easily wipe out an entire planet's jockey!

But as the Pale Giant faded away, possibly even dead, the jockeys had an idea about the Source of Immortality.

So, based on the biotechnology left behind by the Pale Giant, they began to cultivate new life.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion interrupted Ona's memories.

"Already. Did you get in? The corners of Ona's mouth were full of bitterness, he didn't try to escape or resist, that group of monsters had even evolved the ability to travel through space in the flesh, he couldn't escape.

The jockey's home planet is larger than the Earth, and because of the strength and longevity of the individual, the population of the jockey clan is even smaller, with less than a million people.

Not only have those monsters evolved the ability to physically cross the starry sky, but they have even evolved a long-range energy attack that can launch a high-polymerization plasma energy ball on the surface that can destroy a battleship with a single blow!

"My lord, retreat." A three-meter-tall humanoid creature walked in, bowed his head, and said respectfully to Ona, "Our tribesmen have all been killed in battle, and the defensive wall of the third outpost is no longer able to resist it. ”

"Withdraw? Where else can we retreat? Ona smiled bitterly and said, "The entire galaxy has been taken over by this group of monsters created by us, and over time, they will spread throughout the universe, regardless of whether they have the ability to travel through space through the Chaos Realm."

"This is the twilight that we have built with our own hands, and none of us can escape."

(End of chapter)