Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds-Chapter 465 - : 465

Chapter 465: 465

Lowering the Curtain of the Apocalypse

Elemental torrents, mental power, memory fragments.

It was flowing into Kant’s soul through the bridge built by the Fire Stealer’s power.

This feeling was familiar.

It was like the countless fragments of life that he saw when he extracted intelligent creatures.

The extracted elements, the sea of spirit that had collapsed, as well as the fragments of the soul’s memories, all flowed into the Flame Stealer’s control. Kant stood by the river of memories and examined the life of his target. The scene now was similar to that, but there were also completely different things.

That was… The lives of many, many people.

He was almost swallowed by the river, but the mark of the Time and Space Dragon deviated from the axis of time and drew a distance in space. His soul and spirit still followed the laws of time and space, and the Star Right Ring shone in the soul world like a lighthouse, reminding him where he was and who he was.

Kant stood in the river.

Countless people’s memories flooded in.

He observed everything, and the uneasiness and fear in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

These people were black, there were cars on the streets, and their homes were decorated in a modern style. They could see the low-rise buildings of Zhuban and the towering twenty-two-sun arch in the city. This was undoubtedly the memory of the people of Piagons, and it was the memory of the present. It was…The memories of those people.

There were smiles, tears, smiles when they exchanged vows in the church, unforgettable farewells, unforgettable dreams, and unforgettable beautiful ideals.

Even the ordinary people in one of the poorest and smallest countries in Africa had a beautiful yearning for life and an unforgettable life. They were also living humans.

But the extracted… They were clearly locusts.

And the torrent of elements extracted and gathered by the Flame Stealer was so familiar.

It showed a terrifying… A guess.

Kant’s soul shook violently.

Uneasiness, guesses, doubts, and even fear…This moment was almost eternal.

Countless thoughts flashed through his soul.

The river of memories flowed faster.

Every droplet and ripple was a fragment of someone’s memory. There were large and small fragments, with strong and fresh emotions. The large fragments were ordinary, while the small ones were ordinary. The memories of the people of Piagan flowed through them. Kant, on the other hand, went against the current and accelerated along the river of memories.

At this moment, even Big Bob’s life and death became unimportant.

He had to get a clear answer.

One person after another’s memories flashed through Kant’s mind. He quickly observed them. Black people, black people, black people. Some were dressed in ragged clothes, some were hungry, some were drinking, and some were extravagant. These were the stories of the modern African people of the Byagons. He felt that there must be more than that.

He continued to move forward, going upstream.

The river of memories sped up, and the scene became grotesque, unclear, blurry, and strange. The fragments became small and complicated, and as time passed, he even saw the scene of the 1960s and 1970s when Biagan had just left the tribal state… However, the similar scene was already broken and blurry.

The river full of soul fragments roared and surged.

The colonists with muskets, the black slave workers with their arms cut off, the humiliated women, and the white people who did all this. The wild laughter and banter of the abusers, the numbness and sorrow of the victims, the blurry and messy images and broken memories were mixed together and flowed in this long river.

The Graywind Swarm had been secretly moving around for hundreds of years.

Before humans entered modern society, especially in this cruel and lawless era, sporadic or even small-scale disappearances were not a big deal.

Even if they investigated, they would not be able to find any results.

The exploration technology at that time could not find the hive here at all.

Kant was expressionless. He allowed the evil laughter and the cries of the victims to pass by him.

In the material world, his spiritual power continued to extend through the gathered soul power, tracing back to every vein, exploring every branch, and even the core, the core of the hive.

Memories…There wouldn’t only be victims.

That was because ‘they’ also relied on that kind of thing to survive.

Since he could extract it, he would definitely be able to see it.

“Father!”

In the modern world, within the Earth Dome, Horus transformed on Kant’s shoulder. He raised his shoulder cannon. The cannon fire roared, and the sound system vibrated.” Wake up! This is no small trouble!”

Kant placed his hands on the surface of the hive and extended his psyche. He closed his eyes tightly. Big Bob saw that he had gained an advantage. In his ecstasy, he ordered the hive and the locusts to attack frantically. However, the Star Megrez Divine Ring’s brilliant Holy Fire burned wantonly and blocked the attacks of the tentacles and locusts. However, the killing intent of the entire swarm continued to gather.

There was a limit to the Star Right Ring.

Big Bob laughed wildly when he saw that the situation had reversed. Kant! I thought we were the same kind of people! You scared me to death! You’re just so-so!

You said you wouldn’t save her, but you still did it!”

He wanted to kill Kant with all his might, but the shadow of his repeated failures still lingered. He was now very afraid of death. He did not dare to take any more risks. If he failed again, he might really be hopeless.

“Kant!” he shouted. Are you listening? My suggestion still stands! This is the greatest sincerity I can show! As long as you nod your head, I’ll stop immediately!

Our agreement remains unchanged!”

There was no response. The automatic cannon on Kant’s shoulder was the only thing firing.

“Kant!” Big Bob shouted again. If you don’t say anything, I’ll leave!”

A rumbling sound came from the top of the dome, and a door opened. The swarm of insects gathered and lifted Big Bob up into the sky. They disappeared, but Kant still did not move. Horus shouted,” Father! He ran away!”

The next moment, the hive shook violently.

The remaining locusts buzzed. Their veins and tentacles were densely packed together. They did not attack like Kant did. Instead, they weaved around Kant from all directions and surrounded him. The distance between them was very far, so it was not within the range of the flames. Horus ‘attack was like a drop of water in a bucket.

Densely entangled tentacles weaved layer by layer, weaving an airtight cage.

The enclosed space was like a cocoon that was closing from above. Horus felt extremely uneasy, and soon, his uneasiness was confirmed. Under the thermal imaging scan, he saw many locusts gathering into an assembly the size of a wild goose, flying from all over the nest toward the gap in the cocoon.

And what they were hanging together… They were artillery shells, military explosives, and grenades!

Horus finally understood the purpose of the cocoon. The enclosed space, the excessive amount of explosives, the most violent flames and impact produced were enough to form a tidal wave that destroyed everything!

Big Bob!

In the sky above the Earth Dome, Big Bob looked extremely excited. Teleportation, lightning, frost, light…Kant had countless abilities, but even the strongest defense had a limit. The military technology and explosive arts that humans had developed so far were designed to destroy the limit!

He had spent some time sorting out and storing the items that the Zerg had looted from the Zhuerban garrison and the surrounding armory. Now, it was enough to display the greatest effect.

C4s, cannonballs, and grenades were thrown from the sky above the hive. Horus did not dare to use his weapons to intercept them, but it was useless to throw them back one by one. He transformed into armor and wrapped Kant’s entire body. The electric current generator sizzled. He had no choice but to give his father a vicious blow.

He could only use this method to wake his father up.

Big Bob revealed a sinister smile.

One of the locusts brought over an adjusted detonator. The explosive C4 was enough to trigger a chain explosion of the remaining firearms. The terrifying shock wave and chain explosions were enough to tear this guy apart!

He grinned hideously and pressed the button!

He pressed the button!

Twist!

Big Bob looked surprised.

It was indeed his hand.

The hands that were originally covered with calluses, full of wrinkles, and lacking elasticity and moisture belonged to an old man like him. After regeneration and adjustment, his body was even stronger than when he was young. His fingers were slender, perfect, and powerful, enough to control any weapon and complete any dexterous skill.

With such a hand, it was not difficult for him to turn the detonation button.

However, he was unable to complete it.

It wasn’t that the detonator had malfunctioned and couldn’t be turned.

It wasn’t that there was a problem with his hands that had been adjusted and optimized, and he couldn’t exert any strength.

He didn’t want to twist it.

He didn’t want to twist his body.

Those who were not under his control had an instinctive resistance to completing this action.

The signals sent out by the brain went all the way through the nervous system to give orders to the body.

The content was to refuse to complete the order.

– Damn it!

What was going on?

Big Bob was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, and the veins on his hands were bulging, but he still could not control this movement.

– Damn it! As long as he twisted it, this hateful Chinese man would be blown to death!

He cursed loudly in his heart.

However, in the next moment, he revealed a look of horror. Because just as this thought rose in his mind, his right hand actually forcefully moved away from the button. Then, he exerted strength with both hands. The extremely powerful wrist strength that had been strengthened forcefully broke the remote control into pieces and disassembled it. Every movement was careful and agile until the transmitter was completely dismantled, allowing the parts to scatter into the endless abyss.

This was the job he was most familiar with. He could do it with his eyes closed.

But this was not what he wanted to do.

It was done by the body itself.

There was nothing more terrifying than this in the world.

Big Bob was shocked. He suspected that Kant had used some kind of terrifying technique to affect his thoughts and intelligence. It was too terrifying! This kind of power should not exist in this world!

He must be killed!

If I can’t do it myself…Then I still have the insect swarm!

A swarm of insects that had no emotions and only knew how to obey!

Detonate these explosives using physical methods! Blast him to death!

He gave the order through the hive’s consciousness, pointing out the direction and plan to them.

The next moment, the hive shook violently.

The intertwining tentacles spread out dexterously, breaking the sealed space. Those tentacles forcibly broke through the defense of the Star Right Ring under the burning flames and reached for the explosives.

Then, he rolled them up one by one and threw them far away.

Big Bob’s face was completely drained of color.

What the hell!

He was about to go crazy.

What was going on? What was going on?

Why did the swarm of insects become like this?

He glared viciously at Kant, who was below him. His gaze was filled with hatred and fear. This was a phenomenon that he could not understand. The swarm of insects was his greatest reliance. However, he chose to betray her.

This should be… Should… Should…

The vicious curse in his heart was uncontrollable and difficult to think of.

What replaced it was reverence and obedience.

He suddenly realized that the aura that made him feel uneasy, fearful, and instinctively disgusted was slowly dissipating. What replaced it was something that made him feel joy, respect, and deference…Strength.

The hatred for killing his son and his obsession with Tacitus were on the verge of collapse. What replaced it was the power that Tacitus had displayed in Moani and the majesty of his wings of light.

It was a whisper in his bloodline and even his soul.

the voice said.

Obey.

Obey.

He could not defy it.

This was his mission.

Because he was…

“No!”

Big Bob covered his head with all his might. His eyes were bloodshot, and his fingers carved blood on his face. He was the master of the Graywind swarm. Why did he have to submit to another will like an ordinary bug?

His fingers were like knives, carving hideous bloody marks on his body. The pain awakened his memories and he remembered his hatred. He remembered his son’s last phone call and Little Bob, who had worked hard to save his life. They had never gotten along like a normal father and son.

Inside the non-humans that had been transformed by the hive, a part of the humans was struggling crazily.

Run, run, run!

Escape from here!

In the mental world, Kant pushed open the door to Origin.

He followed the torrent of memories. These memory fragments contained the memories of the people of the ancient kingdom hundreds of years ago, as well as the memories of the ancient evil spirit that was sealed in Tacitus. He saw him obtain Tacitus and the original Insect Nest Seed by chance, and he saw him set off a frenzy and establish a kingdom. He saw him defeated and sealed.

Such a scene flashed by. He had no time to pay attention to the appearance and skills of the ancient Extraordinaires, because this was not the result he wanted. He wanted to know more about the ancient times.

The door was pushed open.

The memory fragments were barely noticeable, but they became clear enough.

He saw more people’s memories. They were from another world. There were dreams of elves, dwarves, humans, and even beastmen. However, these victims had long passed away, and only a short trace was left in the world. He saw more memories of the hive and even its owner.

The faint image flashed rapidly.

What was most unforgettable was the scene of their failure.

In the continuous images, he saw endless swarms of insects in the sky, as well as illusory shadows. In the vast sky, there were blazing flames, free wind, dazzling light, and dazzling ice and snow. Although those figures were blurry, he felt a sense of familiarity.

Then, he saw someone.

To be precise, the previous Lord of the Graywind Insect Swarm saw a person.

Under the cooperation and cover of his companions, he flew across the sky with an unstoppable momentum. There was an illusory dragon shadow behind him, and even now, he could hear the rolling dragon roar that shook the nine heavens.

Kant saw that person. He saw his long hair fluttering in the wind. Like him, it was black. It was an Asian face. The person was extremely familiar to him, as if he was…

He subconsciously wanted to call out that extremely familiar name.

But the next moment, the river of memories was cut off, and all the images disappeared without a trace. The destruction of the swarm, the birth of the swarm, the earlier origin, and the greater horror. All the images were cut off, and the surroundings became pitch-black. In the next moment, light and shadow moved, as if they were in an endless universe, shuttling through the colorful nebulae.

Then, he arrived at World’s End.

“You’re here.”

It was a distorted, dark, and dark hole that could not be looked at directly.

It spun, devoured, existed, and expanded.

A rumbling sound shook the ground.

The world became distorted, blazing, scorched, and destroyed.

“Come, take what belongs to you,”said the voice.

A nest appeared in front of him. It was miniature but large enough. Kant knew almost immediately that it was the Graywind Zerg swarm that had caused a terrible disaster in the other world and on Earth.

As long as he stretched out his hand, he could obtain such power.

Perhaps even more.

But everything had its price.

Kant ignored the hive. That was not the reason he had come here.

“Who are you? Who are you?”

That voice was everywhere, strange and soul-shaking. It was the convergence of countless voices, the cry of sorrow, the scream of despair, the numbness of pain, and the silence of the end.

“As you can see.” It said slowly,” As you wish.”

Kant’s expression turned ugly.

” Go, accept your fate and fulfill your mission.”

The hive slowly moved forward.

The voice said,”

Kant sneered.

Damn it, the MLM call was made to the police!

“Do you know who I am?”he asked with raised eyebrows.

There was no fluctuation in the voice. It was calm and composed.” I know. I know everything. But they will eventually understand that fate cannot be resisted. It cannot be changed. Everything is already decided.”

Akatum’s dragon seal and Sura’s divine ring shone with a brilliant light.

“Not now.”

Doomsday Sound was neither sad nor happy. It turned a blind eye to this and did not care at all.

“But the time to meet again is not far away…As you see, as you think.”

An indescribable power surged forth. Akatum and Sura’s powers were unable to stop it. The conversation just now had taken place in an unpredictable and indescribable realm. Kant was then sent back to the outside world.

He opened his eyes and pressed his hands on the meridians of the hive. The swarm of bugs had long been quiet.

Horus exhaled deeply. It was so relieved that it simulated the effect with the loudspeaker.” You’re finally awake.”

“Big Bob ran for about thirty minutes,”he said.

Kant silently glanced at the extremely peaceful hive. He curled his lips and forced a smile.” He can’t escape.” I…”

Suddenly, he sat on the ground.

From Splendor Sand Town to Valentan, from humans to elves, they were fearless no matter what kind of powerful enemies they faced.

But now, his hands were trembling.

All kinds of guesses, doubts, uneasiness, and even fear spread endlessly in his heart.

He had already found the answer…It seemed to be the most accurate answer.

However, he could not let go.

Horus sensed Kant’s unusual behavior and said solemnly,”Father…” What did you see?”

“I…”

Kant smiled bitterly. He did not even know how to begin.

Horus softened his tone. This was impossible! You… Did you find anything?”

Kant raised his head in confusion.

The hive was so quiet that it was almost docile.

Those people were still imprisoned in the fruit, floating.

They were being nurtured by the hive, which had a terrifying origin, in a certain way, to obtain the energy that allowed the swarm to reproduce, grow, and move.

What it obtained from humans was the nutrients to build and breed the insect swarms.

In other words, that strange liquid, the entire nest, and even every locust existed because of the thing extracted from humans…

He had just extracted that thing.

This made him feel uneasy and shudder.

Kant’s gaze was distant. He thought of the unforgettable experiences he had experienced in the past two years. The Mirror World that could not even be described with the word ” seizing the creation of the world “.

Accurately copying Earth, perhaps the entire universe.

There was a time difference with the real Earth, but the anchor point was getting closer and closer.

In that world, it was shrouded in white fog, and no living beings existed.

The white fog could be used to forge imaginary weapons and activate strange life forms. It contained incomprehensible composition, rules, components, and principles. It covered the entire world and was everywhere.

But no living beings existed.

“I… I extracted it from them…”

Kant said softly,” White mist.”

[PS 1: Upgraded!] 5,500 words, you can guess the plot.