Chapter 387, The Destruction of the Human Empire
Death, blood, fear, fanaticism, laughter, these complex emotions were intertwined at this moment.
Until Caesar stood before that sword.
This is a very gorgeous long sword, and it is also the center of this ceremony.
Only Caesar is qualified to pull out this long sword. Now only Caesar is qualified to pull out this long sword, not because of anything else.
There was only one of them, and those who died, shed their blood, and were turned into a part of this grand ceremony were all his people, most of whom still believed in him fervently before they died.
The gorgeous long sword is hot and begins to climb the scarlet color.
The ceremony officially began.
The scarlet color was added to the many ratmen who broke into this glorious city, with only one purpose, and that was to bring more killings.
The majestic scarlet aura enveloped Caesar's entire body, like a beating embryo.
Those great mages, they broke out from the crowd of onlookers and danced.
Caesar's guards, those guys who fanatically worshiped him, fanatically guarded around this huge scarlet embryo.
At this time, Caesar, wrapped in scarlet, looked very calm.
As the center of the ceremony, he was responsible for all the negative emotions born in the ceremony.
This is a chaotic emotion that can drive people crazy.
But simply, Caesar is a hero.
A guy who is strong enough, determined enough, and extraordinary enough can be called a hero.
In silence, he held the sword in front of him harder.
He has decided to bear everything, just for the survival of the empire, and for the survival of every ordinary person in the empire.
Draw the sword hard and pull out the long sword in front of you.
At this moment, a new demigod will be born.
Of course, the physical universe does not allow a real god to appear, and instinctively began to reject it.
It’s just that Caesar is not a complete god. As a demigod undergoing transformation, his mortal nature and the divinity undergoing transformation account for a large proportion.
So, it was divided into two parts.
As a god, He came to the surging chaos, boundless, and uncertain world, while as a mortal, He stayed in the center of the city.
The transformation was successful.
No matter how many parts it is divided into, Caesar finally got that bit of divinity and was no longer a mortal thing.
But the plan of the great mages failed.
The minds of these guys are simply impure.
Crazy guys, guys who are deformed and twisted, they naturally do all this not to save those ordinary people, to save those mortal things that have little value.
The promotion of Caesar's ascension to the gods was essentially to promote himself.
These guys want to plunge themselves completely into the world of chaos, relying on the disordered and boundless chaos, the unimaginable original magic power, relying on these to completely sublimate themselves, this is what they It's called demon ascending.
It’s just that their nature is too inferior to cause the rejection of the physical universe itself, nor will it attract the active acceptance of the chaotic world.
At this time, it’s time to use your brain.
Ever since, this ascension ceremony appeared.
These archmages want to sneak into the world of chaos by relying on the cracks in the world that Caesar tore open when he became a god.
But their plan failed.
Because Caesar was not great enough, he only became a demigod.
It is true that a demigod can do a lot, but it does not include the instinctive rejection and competition that triggers two huge worlds.
When Caesar opened his eyes again, his eyes were already a bit golden.
He pulled out the long sword completely, dazzling golden light burst out from the long sword, and the scarlet blood-colored cocoon was easily torn apart by him.
What meets the eye is so disappointing.
The crazy archmages knelt down to him with trembling bodies, their voices were so excited and even a little incoherent.
"You succeeded, you succeeded, ah, you are a god, you can be my god, you can be my god!"
Incoherent words.
A guy, an old archmage, an archmage who can no longer suppress the distortion in his body.
Scarlet blood streaks were crawling wantonly on his body, and the facial features on his face had become blurry and dim. Faintly, an eye was about to appear on that chaotic face, ferocious and weird.
At this time, this guy clung to Caesar's thigh in a state that could be called crazy, wailing in a humble posture that was almost pleading.
“Please, please, be my god, just let me see that sun again, just see that great sun, that’s it!”
< br>Faced with this situation, Caesar, who had just stepped out of the scarlet blood cocoon, cast his eyes on this twisted and miserable guy. He did not answer, but raised the plated weapon in his hand high. A long sword with dazzling golden light.
The long sword fell.
A twisted and roaring head rolled onto the ground.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but at this moment, the head that was about to swell and turn into a scarlet eyeball felt even more relieved.
Caesar swung his sword one after another, and the twisted archmages fell down one by one.
Turn into motionless corpses.
It's just something to do but not over.
This city is finished.
The human empire is also finished on this planet.
But it’s not like there’s no turning around at all.
At least, at least he can leave some fire.
The fanatical guards began to take action at Caesar's command. The retreating city defenders no longer sat back and watched all this happen. The rat people who were affected by the ritual gradually regained their sanity.
But soon, they became excited again in the diffuse scarlet and the corpses on the ground.
During a fierce battle.
The survivors of this city, the people were gathered together, gathered according to their occupations.
Doctor, teacher, craftsman, warrior, man, woman, child.
A total of five hundred fire types were selected.
Caesar will take them away from this planet through the boundless and eternally chaotic world of chaos.
After all, the status of the demigods is far behind, but it is enough to take advantage of some of the characteristics of the chaotic world.
Compared with the rigidity of the physical universe, the chaotic world is simply unimaginable and random.
For the chaotic world, distance exists, but it does not exist.
If the physical universe is just a piece of paper spread out, then the chaotic world is a ball of paper that has been crumpled into a ball.
Actually, this description is not accurate.
Perhaps the chaotic universe can be described by the countless points that are constantly flowing.
The concept of space is so vague in the chaotic universe. In the interlacing of countless points, as long as you find the right direction and take a step, you can theoretically reach any place.
Whether it is the chaotic world or the physical universe.
It's incredible, but it's true.
Because the physical universe and the chaotic world are consistent with each other.
The demigods are already qualified to find such coincidence points.
As long as you can find the right point, band, and rhythm, then as long as you take a step forward, you will be able to cross that unimaginable scale and reach a new and unfamiliar place.
Of course, this shuttle method is actually too rough.
Those races with mature subspace shuttle technology all have their own positioning methods, otherwise every jump is a real blind box draw.
No race can afford such blind box extraction.
But it doesn’t matter to Caesar now.
As expected, this ceremony brought about many changes in him. This guy who was ignorant of the knight’s stories, this guy who was often alone and dejected in the dark, he appeared more and more at this moment. A bit indifferent.
There was no delay for too long. After selecting the candidates, I estimated my own strength.
Caesar begins this journey.
Such a jump will inevitably touch the chaotic world.
Although the intensity has not reached the level of tearing apart the cracks in the world.
Just entering the buffer zone between the two worlds.
But it is inevitable.
But it is inevitable to get a glimpse of some scenes in the chaotic world.
The cold sun was seen by everyone.
In this bizarre gap.
This is not a good thing, and what is even worse is that Caesar sees the cold sun much more clearly than the average person.
He has a part of his divinity that truly wanders in a different space.
If these fires were just a glimpse of hazy colors in this gap, then he, he could see them clearly.
That is a sun, a hot and cold sun.
I don’t know how long it took, countless years, or just a moment, when I opened my eyes, everything became different.
Not in that majestic city, not in that once familiar land, what you see is a strange and desolate Gobi, a new world.
Caesar succeeded, he did it, he preserved a trace of fire for mankind.
Even though it cost so much.
But, why, why is his face so ugly at this time.
He saw it, or in other words, he saw it clearly from the moment he became a demigod.
Not only did he see it, but the fire that he preserved also saw it.
Raising his head, Caesar's eyes fell on the individuals in front of him, each of the fire types.
What he wanted to save was humanity, and this was what allowed him to turn around from so many thoughts that were overwhelming and overwhelming.
After all, he is already a god. What he wants to save is human beings, the purest human beings.
The cold golden color burst out from his eyes, and he raised the long sword in his hand.
A massacre began.
Each precious fire died like this, in Caesar's cold expression.
Until the end, only three figures were left, two crying babies, the newly born crying baby.
There is another one, a young man with an angry face.
Among the five hundred choices of fire, Caesar only chose one mage. That was a guy who was no longer green, a guy who was always gray.
He is one of the few mages who is not contaminated, and he is also a rare type of person among the people of the Dark Eye who can travel with Caesar.
Another hero.
That silly young man who once worked in the field for a long time just to grow a piece of wheat, Arthur.
During that long war, he was always busy in the fields. Although he was a hero, he also admired Caesar.
Until this war is about to end, until Caesar is taken to such a strange place.
The face was full of disbelief and rising anger.
Facing Caesar's cold face.
He roared loudly.
“Why?”
He didn’t understand what happened today. Everything was in chaos. Before this celebration, he was also one of those people who expected Caesar to bring them hope. one of them.
But I came here inexplicably to witness such a scene.
Both sides looked at each other.
Arthur was so angry.
And Caesar could only give an empty answer.
"This is for us and for the future."
A look of astonishment appeared on Arthur's face, followed by even more intense anger.
"You are a madman!"
As soon as these words fell, the golden sword pierced his chest.
Arthur knelt down weakly on the desolate Gobi.
Just die like this.
Obviously, he still doesn't understand what happened.
But Caesar didn't explain any more.
The Dark Eye human race no longer needs the magic eye, and the entire mage system will be cut off by Caesar due to fear and vigilance.
Caesar withdrew his sword, carefully came to the two crying babies, and embraced them gently.
A boy, a girl, the hope of mankind.
It is also Caesar’s last obsession.
A true God of Mankind was born, a true Emperor was born.
Did that ascension ceremony really succeed?
Maybe not.
The twisted mages seemed to have just created an even more powerful monster.
At this time, the monster was holding two crying babies gently in his arms, watching tenderly as the crying little guy calmed down in his arms.
………….
In the cold sun, in the desolate and empty bloody world, on the throne of bones.
The sleepy Du Yuan raised his head, seeming to be disturbed by something, and cast his gaze into the distance.
Sometimes, the more you want to get rid of something, the more hopeless it may be. Even if you go far away, when you look at the cold bloody sun in this area, the entanglement with Du Yuan It’s just unavoidable.
This is God, even if you peek, it is so dangerous.
But most of the time, Du Yuan didn't care about being spied on, and he didn't pay much attention to those peeping people.
Mortal things are often chasing gods, so how can gods get entangled with mortal things.
Du Yuan didn’t pay much attention to this unusual movement. He just glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, once again focusing on the galaxy that was so barren that there was only one planet, and on the noisy group of people. on the guy.
………….
In Sun City.
The black-haired rat met a very interesting thing, a tall man in armor.
Under the fully enclosed helmet, a pair of scarlet eyes were revealed.
This armored man is powerful enough, which makes Heimao very satisfied.
Amid the shouts, the Storm Rats stopped what they were doing.
This is a messy neighborhood.
After the ceremony, a fierce battle broke out between the rat people and the human defenders in the city, and this neighborhood was one of the battlefields.
Houses collapsed, burst into flames, corpses were piled randomly, and blood stained the ground.
Heimao took off the big sword behind him.
With interest, his eyes fell on the beast-like armored man in front of him.
A fierce battle broke out instantly.
The surrounding Storm Rats stopped what they were doing and climbed onto the surrounding houses one by one. Their excited eyes fell on the two fighting parties.
Amidst the harsh collision, the sword in Heimao's hand collided with the armored man for the first time.
Amidst the loud noise, Heimao took several steps back.
This militant guy's eyes were more solemn.
You must know that under the combined effect of the continuous high-quality blood mushrooms and the power of killing, Heimao's quality in all aspects has been greatly improved. At least in terms of strength, this guy can even forcefully To shake those magic-driven steel golems.
But he was still no match for this tall armored man.
The solemnity was followed by the indescribable excitement.
The big sword kept colliding with the warhammer in the hand of the steel golem.
Time and time again, in the splashing flames, the two guys were engaged in a life-and-death struggle in this chaotic city, amidst the cheers of the storm rats.
This city can never recover.
The rat people have captured the crude defense line established in the middle of the city, and are now engaged in fierce street fighting with the retreating garrison.
It’s just a struggle before death.
There is no doubt about this.
As night falls, the human carnival has ended long ago, and now only the rat men are left to carry out the carnival.
The flames began to spread in this huge city and in this dark night.
The rat assassins once again attacked the great library in the center of the city.
They were looking for those manuscripts, and this time, they finally found nothing.
Among the many books, these guys found a complicated manuscript about the exploration of the starry sky by the Nether-Eyed Human Race.
Soon, the rat assassins disappeared into the darkness again, but not long after, another group of rat men rushed in.
These guys are also looking for something, but it is obvious that their professionalism is really worrying, and they are running around in this huge library like headless flies.
The battle between Kuroge and the armored man finally came to decide the winner.
After paying the price of having an arm broken, the tall armor had black hair piercing the armor on its body.
Kuroge wins.
The tall armored man still wanted to struggle, but the sword that accurately stuck into the gap in the armor made her unable to stand up straight.
She does not seem to exist in a normal state, with all her flesh and blood sticking to the rough armor.
Scarlet eyes fell on the black hair not far away.
It was an unforgettable hatred, but it was a pity that she was going to die.
Heimao dragged the broken arm and leaned towards her, as if he wanted to pull out the big sword inserted into her abdomen.
When Heimao approached, she struggled and stood up.
In this movement, the big sword stuck in her body almost cut her in half.
Apparently, she wanted to take Black Hair down before she died.
It’s just that this bad guy Kuromao was obviously prepared for this. He easily escaped such an attack by just jumping back.
With such injuries, she fell weakly to the ground.
When she was about to die, she couldn't even recall who she was. She spent a very unbearable time in that cold laboratory.
The only thing that is remembered is the hatred, only the hatred.
There was only that hatred. I struggled to stand up, but failed, so I died like this.
Vaguely, some pictures appeared in her mind.
That was also in chaos.
In the distance, a rickety knight stood, and such words came to his ears.
“Live and live well.”
She didn't do it.
The flames rose into the sky.
The last city of the Dark Eye human empire fell to the Skaven attack.
The Dark Eye human race is officially extinct and exits the stage.
(End of this chapter)