[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

Sierra stood quietly under the giant tree, looking up at the flourishing branches and leaves that couldn't see the top, silent.

Until an adjutant wearing an air-toxin-filtering mask came to her through the dense grass and bushes, and whispered an expected news to her.

"Major General Aldrich, the mission has been completed. The Prophet and his descendants have been secretly transferred to the prison, but there is one thing that needs to be handled by you personally..."

Sera withdrew his gaze, turned his head slightly, and said indifferently, as if everything was within guesswork, "Is he desperately resisting? Or is the prophet's end approaching?"

After A Nuo healed her wound, she knocked him unconscious without hesitation, and informed the soldiers who had arranged earlier in the morning to bring the Prophet and the little prince back to the Black Scorpion and imprison them.She didn't worry about what effective actions the Sarn people would take. All the actions of this race with self-awareness stemmed from admiration for Nuemara, and the Prophet and Anuo are the only prophets and descendants of the Prophet today. A spiritual leader who can talk to Nuemara.Without the direction of the Prophet, even angry resistance would appear weak and impotent, posing no threat to the Empire with its mighty firepower.

His subordinates had already prepared for the major general's ability. He was not surprised, but bowed his head respectfully, and replied, "I'm telling the major general, it's the shepherd who claims to be a prophet—he suddenly became ill and became unconscious. It has no effect with the first-aid medicine. The Sarn man who was imprisoned with him seems to have lost his mind because of this, he called your name, and we gave him a tranquilizer and fell asleep."

Sera responded lightly with no emotion, thought and weighed for a moment, and finally chose to return to the Black Scorpion to solve the remaining problems——

Halfway along the way, the adjutant who had been taciturn all of a sudden spoke a word.

"Major General, I wonder if you have noticed that since coming here, everyone's spiritual power..."

He stopped in the middle of the conversation with a hint, but Sera just glanced at him, his eyes were cold and bottomless, and he immediately lowered his head in fear.

"The limit of spiritual power that human beings can reach is 3S+, and you think a tree can allow me to break through the peak that no one has successfully surpassed for thousands of years?" Her voice was cold and serious, but the message conveyed was clear and unmistakable , The warning is strong: she is telling him, telling all the subordinates who have doubts about her ability, she is still the genius of the family who is so proud that ordinary people can only be expected to hold a candle to, and now the only 3S-level spiritual power user, the strongest Great Alpha warrior, Supreme Commander of the Black Scorpion Fleet.Most of the officers who came here and found that their spiritual power has made breakthroughs are only A or A+ level spiritual power users. Their huge room for improvement here only shows that their strength is weak and insignificant now, and she Being unable to break through is just the opposite: she has reached the limit, and the limit means the most powerful.

Even if she suffers from depression, so what?She remains the strongest Imperial warrior with the ability to crush anyone.What's more, now that she has found a cure, all the problems she once worried about no longer exist, and she will return to the peak, or even surpass the peak.

Think about it: she, Sierra Aldrich, herself a descendant of the oldest line, has now not only successfully colonized a green star, but also discovered the "drug" that can cure the terminal illness of new humans - which means more than just From then on, her reputation will surpass everyone else, which means that maybe one day later, when the time is right, she will become the only person in the new human empire who has the supreme right to speak.

As for now-

Sera glanced at the adjutant whose face was gradually turning pale, and said in a calm tone, "Understand what to do, and accept all orders given to you by your superiors—this is what you must do, soldier."

The adjutant lowered his head deeply, not daring to look directly into her eyes that seemed to be hiding man-eating beasts. His muscles were so tense that they almost ruptured, and he replied solemnly, "Yes! Major General!"

Sela stepped past him and stepped onto the airship that opened the hatch for her.

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Arnold crouched in front of the prophet's bed, staring blankly at the old man's decrepit and gray face under the glare and pale light, as if he had been stripped of his sanity and was silent, no longer the innocence and vitality before.

Suddenly, the body of the Prophet, who had been struggling to breathe and fell into a coma, trembled violently, startling Anuo, and then he saw the old man instantly opened his gradually cloudy eyes, staring at the gray ceiling, as if It was in a dream just now that he saw something extremely terrifying, his whole body trembled like a sieve, something seemed to be blocked in his throat, which made his face turn blue, and he struggled for a long time to spit out a sentence intermittently——

"She—she's coming—!"

"What..." Arnold was confused for a moment, looking at the seriously ill Prophet helplessly, with tears in his eyes, he couldn't help but grasped the Prophet's withered palm, and murmured, "What's wrong with you, Grandpa... Why did everything become like this... don't scare me, wake up—"

Just when he was in a hurry, the prophet suddenly calmed down, grabbed his hand vigorously, and stared at the young shepherd with a strangely complicated look that was completely unreadable. There was a deep sigh that seemed to escape from the depths of the soul.

"Sorry……"

Arno stared blankly at the Prophet, not understanding what he was talking about.Until he heard a familiar footstep, with the unique rhythm and hardness of a soldier, beating heavily on his soft heart.He smelled that person's unique smell: like the perennial solid ice on the [-]-meter peak, there was a bone-chilling chill in his breath.This kind of breath is extremely unique, and ordinary people can't copy it at all, that is, when he smelled such a strange breath, he searched for it out of curiosity, found her, and then saved her—and this became the most stupid thing in his life Also the most regrettable choice.

He thought that after she understood his intentions, they would become the closest companions—all shepherds did this, fulfilling their promises to Nuemara since ancient times, sticking to this pure land that existed in ancient times, and all living creatures above.They have always paid great kindness and attention to everything. Lies and deceit do not exist in the belief of the shepherd. Although he feels that she is very different from himself, he always believes that as long as he becomes the partner of the shepherd After that, she will guard what the shepherds guard until today.

She had knocked him out in front of Nuemara and taken him away, and she had taken the Prophet with her!And shut them up in such a closed, green, unbearable place!

Arnold listened to the approaching footsteps, until the sound stopped at the door, he suddenly raised his head, stared out of the transparent partition window, condescendingly watching his major general of the empire, the owner with silver hair and gray eyes looked like a glacier ghost at a glance The cold woman, the original giver of his hazy love, the executioner who shattered all his unknowable fantasies.

And when Sera Aldridge came here, the prophet stopped trembling as if he had sensed it.He turned his head slowly, his eyes gradually becoming as clear and calm as usual.He slowly put his hand on A Nuo's shoulder who was staring at her immobile, breathing fast, and silently suppressed the surging emotions in the young shepherd's heart, watching him grit his teeth and forbearance and suddenly turned his face to look at him , the extremely hurt and sad glint in his eyes lingered for a long time.The Prophet sighed softly, stood up slowly with Arnold's support, and seemed to exhaust his last strength to walk to the partition window. There was a short distance between the two of them, and he said lightly——

"You got it." Not a question, but an affirmative statement.

Sera smiled lightly, and glanced at Arnold, "Oh, if you mean the secret about that tree—indeed, with the help of your descendants, I successfully got the answers to all the questions."

A Nuo was about to get angry immediately, but he was held down by the prophet, and the strength of the old man was as heavy as a flash, and A Nuo had to keep quiet patiently, listening to his grandfather say so tiredly, "You must know Yes... this day will always come, whether it is you, or other outsiders, the day I become a prophet, I am ready for this to happen."

A Nuo was taken aback, and immediately turned to look at the Prophet, his lips moved, "Grandpa..."

Yet the prophet did not look at him.So he could only turn his blank eyes to the woman with the cold and mysterious smile on her face, and watched her softly say, "Nuemara...doesn't exist at all, does it?—everything is just you weaving Come out beautiful, psychedelic lies."

Arno was startled.What?What is she talking about? !Why can't he understand at all? !

The Prophet didn't look surprised, he was still calm, like stagnant water, neither admitting nor denying, "Even if you tell them, no one will believe you - you are just an outsider full of malice, and trying to Emara is the mother of all."

"Someone once said that every belief in the world is based on fiction. To accept what we can't prove but believe to be true is the very definition of faith." She smiled slightly. "I think, if I'm right If so, you are also the descendants of humans who have been wandering outside during the earliest period of interstellar migration, right?"

"After all, of all living races, man has always been the best at deceiving others and himself."

"Humans?" The Prophet repeated the word, "Maybe, but that is so long ago that even history cannot be written. We live on this land and have nothing to do with you. We are different from you. -"

"Oh?" Sera seemed to find it very interesting, and asked along with his words, "Is there any difference between noble and inferior among deceivers?"

"You came here to occupy our homeland!" The Prophet couldn't help raising his voice slightly when he said this, coughing and said in a deep voice, "You call yourself a new human -- your arrogance is an illogical self Deceit, no matter what you say, you are all irrefutable invaders and destroyers, unscrupulously plundering all useful resources and benefits to yourself, and even keeping lower species in captivity for your own food, carrying out sex activities without restraint, and constantly Breed more filthy ones of the same kind—clearly doing the most cold-blooded activities in the world, and claiming to be the spirit of all things!"

Sera looked at the excited prophet with indifferent eyes, and did not refute, but raised his eyebrows interestingly: It seems that this wise and ethereal elder prophet, to the so-called "aggressor" and "invader" in his mouth "The Destroyer" has an understanding beyond her expectations.

"And we—" the Prophet slowed down, "Our ancestors went through countless hardships to find this quiet and vibrant land. At that time, they were faced with illness, division, exhaustion, and despair after a long journey... we There needs to be something that will bring everyone together—"

"--Belief."

And that's where Nuemara originated.

It was originally just a tall and prosperous tree with a long history in this green planet.But it happened to be in the very center of the land, and it looked luxuriant, eclipsing the sun, and possessing awe-inspiring power in its form.And the first group of travelers who came here, in order to solve the complex problems between races at that time, he came up with the simplest and most effective answer——

Since that generation, the name "Nuemara" has been widely circulated among the travelers at that time. The first person who created "Nuemara" persuaded the people at that time People in misery and despair believe in the supreme mysterious existence on this land, that is, the origin of the planet Sarn, the mother of the earth, and the holy god who can talk to all things.

The emergence of unified beliefs saved people who had no belief support at that time.They began to quell the disputes and divisions everywhere, settled down in this pure land where countless plants and animals lived, and built their own homes.They regarded Nuemala as the original founding god, and under the leadership of creating "Nuemara", the first generation of prophets, they tried hard to change the inferiority of the "human" race, and tried their best to forget their destructive nature. Trying to blend in.In the end, passed down from generation to generation, this race that originally had unlimited potential and evolution has really changed completely—they call themselves shepherds, do not hunt or kill indiscriminately, are vegetarians, have learned to talk to beasts, and firmly believe in hard work. The existence of Emara, and advocating a peaceful and natural life-from this point of view, they are indeed fundamentally different from the so-called human beings.

But the only thing that can lead some of them to remember its true origin is only one thing——

Nuemara is not real.It is nothingness, constructed for a specific purpose.No one has ever known this truth except the prophets who have inherited the leadership of their ancestors from generation to generation.

At the moment when each prophet senses that the end is approaching, they will pass this secret to the ears of the next generation of prophets.But the secret has been kept for a long time, and some people will always question its authenticity. Therefore, in the minds of many prophets who appeared later, even if they got the truth about Nuemara from their ancestors, they always endured it. Can't help but doubt it: maybe the mother really exists?Maybe it can have a soul dialogue with the shepherd?After all, they communicate with everything, and Nuemara are in everything.

But no one can know the answer, so so far, no prophet has ever successfully communicated with the tree in his lifetime.And the people left behind after their death can't get the truth from the cold corpse, so it goes on from generation to generation-until today.

"I know that one day, you will come—" said the Prophet. "If you don't come, it proves that the human race has finally come to an end during the extremely difficult and long journey... And if you come, it proves that Your road is coming to an end - whichever answer it is, it's unbearable bad news for us."

These two races originally from the same source have gone through thousands of years of space separation, one has developed its nature without hiding its desire-growth, and maintained the iron-blooded will of the entire ethnic group through colonization, plunder, and occupation; while the other One has learned the painful lessons of the war and chooses to converge, rest in peace, and rebuild, trying to obliterate the extreme essence of the past, and obtain the ultimate peace of mind and soul-but now, the two ethnic groups of different branches of the same ancestor who once went against each other are finally in This encounter, reunion after a long absence.

And just like the historical trajectory they walked, when the two ethnic groups coincidentally encountered the racial crisis of prosperity and decline at the same time, when the inevitable great war came, the militant still chose to invade, and the fleeing continued. Peace was chosen.

A long time ago, before the Prophet became a Prophet, the previous Prophet told him this, just like the previous prophets told his successors, imprinting the instructions of the ancestors on his heart like a prophecy: "If one day , one day, there will be a race similar to ours coming here... that will be the beginning of all our misfortunes. And once they are so strong that we can't resist - remember, do everything possible to continue our existence, no matter what."

He firmly remembered this sentence, so when he saw the cold and hard spaceship descending from overhead, he did not call on the shepherd to resist desperately, but let nature take its course, as all shepherds are good at doing, accepting meekly Everything that is about to happen.

But he is the very smart one among previous prophets. He knew that a worthless race would end up worthless in the eyes of invaders, so he discovered the decay carried by these destroyers. After breathing, he made a decision: even if he obeyed, he would strive for the best outcome for the continuation of the shepherd.

He even sent his only blood, the last prophet Arnold, to the hand of the major general of the empire with considerable sincerity.He knew that when the other party found that A Nuo was different, she would treat this weak race differently, and the better result was that she also had a closer connection with A Nuo. It can be said that even if she cannot keep the entire race, the bloodline of the prophet will not be cut off here.

As for Nuemara... Although the destruction of his faith did make him feel very uncomfortable, if compared with the entire nation, he would choose the latter without hesitation.After all, the gods have never performed miracles, and the living will continue to perform miracles.

He thought he had thought everything through and everything was within expectations.Indeed, as far as shepherds are concerned, this prophet has considerable foresight and wisdom, but he only missed one point, and this happens to be the most crucial point——

Standing in front of him is not just the Major General Aldrich who is loyal to the empire and will never cease to fight fearlessly for its future.In front of him is a fallen person who has experienced more cruelty than war and death, and she has never really cared about the so-called interests of the empire, family honor, or even her own life.

Therefore, when the Prophet finished speaking and was waiting for the female major general in front of him to answer, he clearly saw that the silver-haired, gray-eyed, aloof and cold female Alpha showed an almost soft and elegant smile to them.

"It's been a long time... I haven't met such a naive... naive and stupid person." She dragged her slow and hoarse voice and said with interest, "Do you really think that your so-called Nuai Mara Does existence matter to me? Or do you think I'm 'aging' so the healing genes you've evolved are going to be the Achilles' heel that kills me?"

She shook her head, almost wanting to sigh for them, "Survival is a struggle full of rebellion. Look at the consequences of your so-called letting nature take its course - you become as stupid and ridiculous as the star that doesn't move and can't speak a tree. Ah yes...it does look like a magical holy tree, and it glows, and I guess that's your work?—you buried all the dead shepherds' bodies under the tree, and they The skin, flesh and blood, bones, healing genes full of vitality... nourishing that tree, of course it will become so vibrant, exuding unparalleled energy! The magic is not Nuemala — but you — —a shepherd with healing powers."

The prophet didn't speak, and Arnold was too shocked to speak.All the dust-laden historical truths were revealed at the same time, and the answer hit his crumbling sanity head-on. The belief he had insisted on for many years and his awe and love for the prophet collapsed instantly. The eyes of this innocent young shepherd instantly dimmed. Looking blankly at Sera's smiling face, his lips moved, but no sound came out.

Selah tilted her head, and her voice became softer, sounding like a cheerful and brisk question and answer, "You must think that I will protect you from the effects of your precious 'dew'. Dangerous, and even help you continue the existence of the race, right?——The best result is that I was successfully seduced by your prince and fell in love with him, and the flame of the prophet can continue to be preserved, and the worst result is nothing more than the next The warships took away all the shepherds, and raised all of you in the same way as animals... This is your plan, am I right?"

The Prophet's eyes were wide open, he couldn't refute everything she said, stared into Sera's smiling eyes, and couldn't say a word.

"It's a very good plan, and it has a high chance of success," Sera nodded. He first affirmed the wisdom of the prophet, and then changed the topic, and his voice became as low as a whisper. If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it clearly, "— —if I really were Sierra Aldridge."

For the empire, for the new humans, for her right of succession—the major general made the choice as he expected.Unfortunately, she is not.Or more accurately, she's not just an Aldrich.

"You said we are intruders, destroyers, tsk, I have to say that I do admit it," Sierra stood by the window with his hands behind his back, nodded with a smile, and then asked, "What about you? "

"As the descendants of the traitors who fled the war with aliens back then, aren't you also the most terrifying enemy, invader, and destroyer of the native creatures on this planet when you come here?"

"We use war to survive. And you use lies to gain power—tell me, Lord Prophet, what is the difference between you and me? But we are all survivors. Maybe the only difference between us is, It's that we're better at destroying, and you're better at remaking—that's all."

—I know what you do when you take our lands—destroy them and rebuild.But no matter what, the rebuilt world will no longer be the same as before. You will bring icy metal and fiery fireworks. You will hunt and kill all creatures who resist and are unable to resist. You will run over grass, bushes and trees. You will tear down our beliefs and our old order - and from the ashes, build a new, strange world.

——You destroy the land where others live, and get a new one.Then in a short while, you will continue to destroy it and continue to find another stronghold.

This is what the Prophet once said of the New Man.Interestingly, he forgot to include his former essence.

"But these are not important anymore," Sera's voice returned to a calm, almost ominous silence. "Since the answers to some questions are already clear at a glance... then everything will be on the right track."

"What do you mean?" Arnold's eyes widened slightly, and his tone rose unconsciously, "What do you want to do to the prophet?! What do you want to do to us?!"

Tsk.Sera smiled amusedly, thinking that maybe this was the last time she would see all the obvious traits of this race embodied in one person, thinking that this would be the last time she would see this shepherd prince who was laughably innocent and stupid , so she continued to stand here patiently for the first time, and said something that even if the two of them couldn't understand it, it made the hair stand on end in an instant——

"Do you know, little prince," her smile was never soft and calm, "For me, human beings... are the source of pollution of the universe."

The Prophet suddenly coughed out loudly unbearably, so violently that he almost coughed up blood.Anuo immediately supported him anxiously, but he didn't expect that the old man just raised his head persistently, staring at the major general of the empire who was looking down at them, as if he thought of something in an instant, his eyes widened in horror, but because of The turbulent fishy smell made it impossible to utter a complete sentence, "You, you want to—"

"Everything will go from prosperity to decline, and death is an elegant and beautiful ending." Sera smiled, "Think about it, the new human beings experienced an incomparably glorious peak period, and then one by one suffered from incurable incurable diseases...you know , Survival is the instinct of all living beings, no matter what the cost. And when they see a glimmer of life, and see me bring back a precious, harmless, but in short supply antidote... I think you will know exactly what they will do right?"

Originally, she thought that the answer was in that tree, and she could easily monopolize it.Until she discovers that the answers to all the riddles lie in the Shepherd himself... Things become much simpler and more interesting.

It is easy for her to destroy a low-level civilization and oppress a weak and ignorant race.But if she could get more and purer power with a little more time and effort, why would she not do it?

After all, there is no distinction between good and bad in destruction, and there are degrees of love, but only death.

"It's a pity, little prince, you won't be able to give birth to my offspring," Sera smiled and stabbed the last cold sharp blade into his soft soul. The mask-like smile on her face remained motionless, as if completely Seeing the other party's extremely hurt eyes, "Since you can do it... Then I think that many people will have the opportunity to verify what you said in the near future—after all, you are the precious blood of the prophet, aren't you? "

A Nuo stared at her as if facing a heinous demon, but Sera didn't care at all, as if she suddenly remembered, she added a sentence, "Oh yes, I think you should know, I have always been a man of my word, and since you think that new humans are good at destroying, rebuilding and occupying, of course I will fulfill my original promise to you—"

Accompanied by the loud bang and the slight vibration of the soles of the feet, the air was still for a second, and then a louder sound came from a farther place, and there was a dull sound of branches breaking and falling to the ground.

Even the Prophet, who had been coughing profusely, froze in place. Arnold was trembling all over, tears pouring out of his eyes unstoppably, blurring the perfect mask-like face behind the window.

"Now," Sera smiled calmly and politely, "let's go home together, shall we?"

The author has something to say: Note——

"Your arrogance is illogical self-deception. In any case, you are irrefutable invaders and destroyers, unscrupulously plundering all useful resources and interests for yourself, and even captive lower species for supply. Eat it yourself, carry out sex activities without restraint, and keep multiplying more and more dirty similar things-clearly doing the most cold-blooded activities in the world, and claiming to be the spirit of all things!" This sentence is taken from the book Three Days Two Jue .All the books written by this author are very interesting and in-depth. I recommend you to read them! !

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