I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 1230 - 710 Return Endless War The End of the

Chapter 1230: Chapter 710: Return, Endless War, The End of the Universe【Main Story Final Ending】_4

Chapter 1230 -710: Return, Endless War, The End of the Universe【Main Story Final Ending】_4

The next moment, the scene before everyone’s eyes changed, and they saw the towering back of the Silver Wing Battle Armor.

Right in front of the Silver Wing Battle Armor was the massive and bright Galactic Center.

The Lord Sage has returned.

The Lord Sage was just outside the Galactic Center.

These two sentences almost simultaneously resounded in everyone’s minds.

An intense and indescribable excitement surged in the hearts of all, erupting like a volcano. Yet, it was firmly suppressed by the backward pressure of the Destiny Covenant Mark.

“Star! Do it now! Remove the Destiny Covenant Mark! What I need now are fearless warriors with the courage to disregard everything. Humanity does not need a shackle on their souls. The historical mission of the Mark has come to an end.”

Harrison Clark issued the second command to Star.

“Understood!”

In an instant, the intelligent assistance systems of three hundred billion people began to send ultra-high-frequency stimulating information to their brains.

In this information, countless melodies that could ignite emotions, including Morning Wind, were integrated.

Harrison believed that the forced measures of the Destiny Convention, like the thinking cocoon of the past, had suppressed the upper limit of humanity.

Of course, he did not completely deny the value of the Destiny Convention, nor did he deny Dylan Mitchell’s achievements.

He acknowledged the rationality of its phased existence but believed it was only a transitional object that should be discarded once used.

Invisible and intense changes were erupting like a volcano in the collective consciousness of Human Civilization. Harrison, meanwhile, was already quickly analyzing the current situation.

In the previous nine timelines, he believed that he had seen the limit of the Compound-Eyed Observer each time, but every time his understanding was refreshed.

This time, humanity had surpassed the limit, using actual energy, virtual energy, median value, and even debris bullets, touching the limits of the universe, but still failing to gain an overwhelming advantage.

If it weren’t for his own actions against the Glenoid Tribe Evolutionary Form, causing their reliance – the frontline Glenoid Tribe Evolutionary Form – to stop attacking, the current situation for humanity would still be quite grim.

This was precisely because the backstage mastermind could no longer contain itself and started to personally intervene in the overall situation.

Of course, all of this was within Harrison’s initial expectations, and the opponent’s operation had fallen into the trap he had laid out in advance.

He forced the opponent to take action by suppressing human resistance, forcing the opponent to use the Galactic Center Dome, create the Iron Wall Chain Array, and continuously upgrade the Observer’s combat units, bestowing technology far beyond their own capabilities on the Observer.

All of this was exposed to his eyes and was being analyzed and researched by countless human scholars, with feedback continuously being given to his equipment, forming new countermeasures.

The scientific capabilities accumulated by three hundred billion people had become his strongest backing.

Now, he had gained a comprehensive advantage.

However, he still had concerns. He was thinking, if the mastermind behind the scenes had this ability, why didn’t it use it before? In the previous timeline, it had even allowed humanity to struggle for another thousand years. What was the point?

The answer to this question still eluded him.

However, the answer should not be too far away.

As he pondered, Martha Owen’s mobile factory slowly flew in front of him.

The doors of the mobile factory opened, and a small cone flew out of it.

“This is a virtual energy converter capable of absorbing the Dome’s force field and breaking its balance. My Lord Sage, please accept it.”

Harrison glanced at Martha’s huge factory in front of him with amusement.

He was amused by Martha’s attempt to show respect but somewhat unnatural demeanor.

“Martha, you sure have grown fat.”

After speaking, Harrison’s massive armor swiftly twisted, bypassing Martha’s factory and darting straight towards the Galactic Center Dome below.

He did not activate warp flight, and there was no energy turbulence unique to warp travel on his body.

But when his speed reached 10,000 kilometers per second, a space hole with a diameter of 3,000 kilometers appeared with a hum in front of him.

The Silver Wing Armor boldly plunged in.

The next second, Mata Nicholson, who had just recovered from the shock of his captain’s true identity, exclaimed, “My Lord Sage has reached the outside of the Galactic Center Dome! He built a mini Stargate with his armor!”

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Freddy, who had been listening in on the conversation, proudly smiled.

This was the incomparable, irreplicable, and incredible feature of the Silver Wing Armor that transcended any era.

Under his subconscious control, another Freddy had spent hundreds of years integrating the pinnacle technology of the backstage civilization into this armor.

Within the Milky Way Galaxy, under the influence of Galactic Center’s gravitational field, the Silver Wing Battle Armor was like wings of spacetime, capable of tearing apart the Milky Way’s structure and opening a medium-range warp Stargate, consuming only a small amount of energy.

At this moment, among all the people present, Needham Brown was the first to completely recover from the shock of learning Nico Ross’s true identity and yelled, “What are you waiting for? Hurry up and follow! Follow me!”

As he spoke, he subconsciously wanted to fly forward, but after struggling for a moment, he realized he hadn’t moved at all.

After pondering for two seconds, Needham remembered.

Oh, right, he was just a head now, without a body. There was only a basic Medium Engine for escaping purposes installed at the back of his head, currently tightly gripped by Marthus’s large hand, unable to escape.

“Marthus, let me go!”

Marthus replied with a deep voice, “Captain, you are just a head now. What can you do?”