"We, the Dark Star Clan, didn't have any choice from the very beginning!"

"All flesh and blood are cultivated, all for the sake of the "spiritual" nature, for the so-called gods! Even I'm just a dog sent out for easy management! ”

For the first time, the old man showed an excited expression, and he was extremely sad and indignant.

His own race is just a bred flesh spirit, and as the head of the race, he has no power to resist, enough to resist the gods who have come from a hundred years.

Everything about it has been firmly controlled by them.

The race is full of despair and dead silence.

After hearing all this, Midnight only felt sad about it.

These countless creatures are only a part of the breeding, and no matter how much they struggle, they can only become the nourishment of those gods during the hundred years of sacrifice.

"What a pathetic race..."

He let out a sigh of emotion, and then said: "In that case, how can the newborns of the race you just mentioned not be controlled? ”

"This is the big thing I've done over the years, I have removed the genetic impurities from their bodies through reverse genetic engineering, so that they are born in accordance with the original natural conditions."

"Or rather, they're called Darkstars, and we... It's just a poor person who has been transformed into a biological influence, even if it doesn't even belong to him. ”

"Well, I understand, I will take away the hope of your race's rebirth, and in exchange, I will take back the countless technologies and feeds."

"At the same time, I will destroy your planet to end this tragic life of yours and prevent the leakage of information, is that okay?"

After listening, the old man showed a smile of relief.

"Well... Well, I've lived too long, and we, the remnants of the old era, should have been turned into ashes and died in the new era, thank you, thank you..."

For it, it's the best place to be.

Hundreds of years of life have finally come to an end, and the tragic fate of the race has been changed, and it has become a subordinate race, but it will no longer be so oppressed.

It's just a pity that these paintings ...

It looked at the mural with nostalgia.

This is the work of its hundreds of years, when it was carved, it was a teenager itself, thinking that it could lead the race to break through control, but in the end it was a failure.

From the moment they are born, they have no choice.

Midnight also looked at the painting with his eyes, and suddenly thought of the third scene, and couldn't help but ask the old man:

"Where did you get the third scene in this mural?"

"The third painting, I thought of it in a prophetic dream.... Our pyramid will be the tower of the seal that seals the existence of the God Emperor. ”

Midnight made a note of the news.

Perhaps, in the very distant future, the newly-born Darkstar Clan will recreate this golden tower to carve a seal for the God Emperor Crimson.

After saying this, the old man seemed to remember something again and said:

"By the way, in this galaxy, there is not only one farm on our planet."

"In the past, they sowed genetic seeds on at least dozens of planets, you can go to other asteroids to find them, and maybe there are races that have the same problems with us."

"I wish the decision-makers of humanity could take in these poor races as we do..."

"Well, I'll try my best if I can."

After saying this, the old man kowtowed heavily to the middle of the night several times.

This is a kneeling thank you to the human race.

The battle between the two clans has lost its meaning, and all that remains is for the large army of the Terran to call it a day.

Because the distance between the two is 1.2 light years, Midnight even went back through the condensation one more time to inform the Human Alliance of what happened to the dark star.

And the people who knew a series of things about the dark star also showed complicated expressions about this.

It may be sad, or heavy, or pity, or indifference.

Mourn it is not angry, and anger is not disputed.

Midnight made sure that the security of the Dark Star was lifted, and then the Terran starship jumped over with confidence.

And the existence of the Dark Star Clan, when they saw the starship, they knelt on the ground one after another, thinking that the god had come to the world, and they all prayed for the help of human beings and wanted more meat resources.

Pathetic, really pathetic.

What a wretched people.

The fleet did not pay any attention to it, but silently entered the sky city and took everything agreed upon.

However, although this kind of race is pitiful, the level of science and technology of the civilization where it is located is really eye-opening for them with those things that give them back.

Anti-gravity system, mental dynamics of consciousness, positive and antimatter annihilation heap...

There are various attack facilities, presumably to suppress various uprisings and rebellions.

The only thing that is not is the space jump and curvature navigation, and all the technologies that can leave the stars almost do not exist.

This makes it even clearer that this is a poor farm, forever imprisoned in this dark star, waiting for the harvest once in a hundred years.

This couldn't help but make them show a cold sweat.

If it does fight, although it is still largely a human victory, it will inevitably pay a lot of price.

Fortunately, Midnight and others explored in advance and understood their demands, which put an end to this very likely war.

In order to develop these technologies, in addition to the promised things, the human starship has also moved all the novel technologies, those third-level and even fourth-level civilization creations, to the past.

This made those scientists almost ecstatic!

With so many high-tech creations, as long as they are researched through reverse engineering, the overall level of humanity will soon reach the level of a third-level civilization!

The Dark Star Clansmen, watching the "gods" take all their things this time, were extremely confused in their hearts.

It seems that everything that happened is not the same as the historical record?

At the Royal Palace.

Midnight came here at the last moment of destroying the Dark Star.

The old man was still painting, just like the first time.

"We're leaving, everything has been taken care of, and the Dark Star will be completely destroyed in half an hour according to the predetermined plan, if you want to go, I can give you a spot." Midnight said.

This is his last mercy to it.

The old man stopped what he was doing, turned back and said with a smile:

"Your Excellency, I have received your wishes."

"But I've lived too long... There is no place for me in the new era, and I only want to die at the last moment of destruction, with the murals and people I have carved for hundreds of years..."

Its eyes are full of vicissitudes, and this is the last dying word.

Midnight also understood its thoughts.

As a king, at the last moment, it only wants to accompany its own race and paint to death.

"Well, I see, then, goodbye."

"Farewell, Your Excellency."

The ripples of space were lifted, and the figure of Midnight disappeared, leaving only this lonely king....