The Giant of Light, Never Defeated

It was originally a flower, but suddenly it turned into a dancing butterfly.

The beautiful colorful wings spread out, and then shook her face, as if she was quite at a loss about what happened.

Mothra, we meet again, but you don't remember me anymore.

The fluttering wings of that beautiful butterfly turned into a beautiful halo and flew towards the depths of space, towards endless parallel worlds.

He is a butterfly, and before that He was nothing, as if He had been a butterfly from all eternity.

The ancient life forms looked at the weak giant suspiciously, as if they were a little confused about the giant's choice. He neither chose to pull out the flower, nor chose to become one with them.

"The sky we can touch is limited, and the people we can save are also limited, and we will never be able to save everyone."

The path Roland chose, the reality of this light.

"But we should also understand that this world is the world we live in, and what we have to do should not be to veto it, but to save and transform it."

"It would be cruel and heartless for us to reject the world because it is not perfect."

"Giant, is this what you think?" The ancient beings listened to the words of the giant. "Accept this cruel and indifferent world, but ah, we deny this world."

The ancient life forms turned into butterflies like cicadas and headed towards the unknown. This mysterious and ancient civilization looked at the last giant.

They were born because of the giant's dream, so they respected the giant of light, but their dream denied this reality, so they made the final choice - to leave!

The ancient life forms looked at the last giant pitifully.

This giant has chosen hell, an endless hell called reality, and is powerless to save this hell called reality.

They sincerely hope that the giant can do it, but they also know that the kingdom of light is just a dream of innocent children.

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Volume 411 The Ruler of Darkness: Chapter 230 Chapter [-] Chapter [-] The Homecoming Wanderer

"It smells so good, I haven't slept so soundly for a long time."

With the departure of the ancient software civilization, Ganata woke up leisurely from her dream.

"It's just that I was slapped severely in the end, who hit me!?"

The pretty girl's face, which was still a little bit comfortable, suddenly became angry.

But when she looked left and right to find the possible murderer, what she saw was a human standing in the void.

Short black hair, pupils like the sky, and a puzzled look on his face.

"You hit me?" Ganata immediately flew in front of the man.

Although she looks like a delicate girl, in Roland's eyes, the real appearance of this lovely girl is like a huge mass of rotating nebula matter, full of terrible gravity.

"No, I'm actually curious about how you woke up," Roland said.

All the life forms contaminated by the pollen of Qijiela almost instinctively followed the departure of the ancient soft-bodied civilization.

Because the created heaven is really too beautiful.

"Are you sure you didn't hit me? Light." Ganata is still a bit incompetent, just as Roland sees Ganata as rotating nebula matter, and what Ganata sees as Roland is a ball of light.

"It's not me, I don't have the ability to wake up people contaminated by Qijiela's pollen." Roland said.

Roland did not awaken the power of those who were contaminated by Zigera's pollen and immersed in dreams.

Because that is a real dream, unless you are willing to accept the cruel reality.

"It's not you, who is that?!" Ganata was a little confused, but this kind of doubt was randomly thrown away. "But it doesn't matter, by the way, the whole galaxy is at war now, why are you imprisoned here?"

The entire galaxy is burning, and even in this remote solar system, Roland can feel the reverberation of the war reverberating throughout the galaxy.

Where once there were stars, there is now nothing.

"I made a mistake, and now I want to make up for it." Roland's tone was very flat, but Ganata could hear the firmness and determination in it.

But before that, Roland needs someone to save him.

At the edge of the solar system, the lonely spaceship of the generation is running automatically, and a lonely figure is calling for every possible clansman.

But no one responded to him, except for the sound of the machine still turning, the entire generation of spaceships and millions of people completely disappeared.

Suddenly, Daya heard a strange movement, and he went towards the place where the strange movement happened in surprise.

Even if it was Roy, whom he hated the most, Daya rushed forward with excited steps, regardless of his aging body.

And then he saw, saw a—

"Warriors of Light!"

Instinctively, Daya made a fighting posture, but the giant of the Nova Legion was not prepared for any battle.

That distant feud has not diminished even now, and it can even be said to have deepened.

For tens of millions of years, the Devourer Empire and the Nova Corps have been engaged in guerrilla warfare, just to avenge the giant's destruction of their civilization.

"It was you who called me." The called voice, calling for salvation and hope from the sleeping dream, caused the giant's light to rekindle the call beyond the dreamlike reality.

"Giant, did you do it? All of this, where did you take my people?!" Daya asked the giant angrily, and even had the tendency to do it immediately.

"They left." Roland didn't know what happened between the Devourer Empire and the giants, so he didn't have much disgust or vigilance towards Daya.

This old dinosaur man is about to enter the end of his life.

"Leave?" Daya was puzzled.

"They chose to leave by themselves, and left with a beautiful paradise." After telling Daya everything in detail, Roland watched the old dinosaur man slump on the ground powerlessly.

Daya knew very well that everything she cherished would never come back, just as the giant said, they are gone, gone forever.

But he couldn't grieve for the one who left, all he grieved was the loss of the one he loved.

"I can take you away." Ganata looked at the last remaining dinosaur and said humanely.

"No, no, my god, I don't want to leave." But Daya rejected Ganata, but looked at the silent space, where the earth was originally located.

The space-time structure of this solar system has been restored, but the lost stars will never return again.

"I'm already the last dinosaur in this galaxy, everyone has left."

Daya said sadly.

The Devourer Empire has collected enough material to leave the Great Void, and headed for a more distant galaxy. The generation spaceship he is on is the only generation spaceship left in the Milky Way today.

After this homecoming they were supposed to join another fleet.

but now......

"Please help me bring this spaceship back to where it started." Although in the repeated replacements, almost all parts belonging to this generation of spaceships have been replaced.

But ah, it's still a spaceship sailing away from Earth.

Wanderer ah, coming home soon!

"But it's meaningless." Ganata couldn't understand the thinking of this old dinosaur. "I can help you extend your lifespan and take you to spaceships of other generations."

"How is this a reward for you?"

"No, no, my god, this is the end of the journey." But Daya said slowly in a sad but firm tone without any wavering.

Yes, this is the end of all journeys. In the silent void that Daya saw, it seemed that the blue star still existed.

Daya fulfilled his wish, and the generation spaceship with the power furnace turned off stayed on the original earth's orbit, and an old dinosaur stood alone in the huge spaceship, standing alone.

Hometown, hometown, after 500 million years ago, the wanderer has returned home.

When everyone is leaving...

"I'm back, mother." Daya closed her eyes, and a cloudy tear flowed down.

The giant looked at Daya, the dinosaur man who had returned to his homeland, his empty homeland.

"My journey, the Nova Corps, the Ampera Stars..." The deep silver covered the pure white giant, hoping to reappear in the burning galaxy.

Accept the reality, embrace the darkness, and turn into darkness, this is the battle of the undefeated brave, and the curtain has begun!

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Volume 412 The Ruler of Darkness: Chapter 240 Chapter [-] Horus at the Citadel

In all directions, the army belonging to the stars is like a broken bamboo.

The original warrior of light has completely changed from an ideal believer to an ideal slave. When the beauty fades, he ignores the blood of the innocent and continues to move forward stubbornly.

"I will save the entire galaxy!" The golden-red giant led millions of warriors to face the army of the empire.

The warriors of light went forward and died generously.

For the emperor, the golden-red giant was an interesting opponent, but it could not stop his great cause.

What is seen in the dark eyes is the fixed future, the world of rational order has been determined, and the emperor's rule will rule the whole world.

There is no hustle and bustle of light, no extra sound, and it is silent in the silent and dark void.

"This battle that has lasted for hundreds of millions of years is finally coming to an end." The Mephilas star expressed his unbelievable emotion.

Even now, the Mephilasians are still somewhat unbelievable. What a grand battle this is. Generations of stars have gone forward, and generations of civilizations have carried out a relay race of war.

I have never known how many civilizations have turned into dust in the universe in this war, and I have never known how many lives have made epic achievements in this war.

But all these moments will fade with time, like tears disappearing in the rain.

"We can't continue to fight, Legion Commander, we will all die." The warrior who was fighting roared and shouted at Horus, who took the lead.

"The raid failed!"

Several legions have already been crushed by the Emperor's soldiers, and the warriors of light spilled blood and turned into ice-cold stone statues.

Such cruel sacrifices made many civilizations choose to submit, and chose to submit to the emperor.

After all, there is nothing more important than preserving your own civilization.

Horus watched with reluctance that countless monsters were released from the huge crowd of warships of the stars. Countless warriors were torn to pieces by the berserk monsters, and the particles of light seemed to turn into a river of blood.

Clenching his teeth, Horus finally made a difficult decision.

"withdraw!"

More fighters are needed, and more light particle converters are needed.

Expand the army!

Expand the army! !

Great expansion! ! !

Horus's mind was full of these two words, and he vowed to fight back, completely destroy these hateful stars, and turn their home planet into fireworks in the galaxy.

but.......

"These fighters are really too weak, and their wills can be weak." Timrez tore several giants at will, as if he hadn't used his strength yet.

"Hey, where are the people you can really fight? They won't all be dead, right?" Grizam asked bluntly, but it sounded like a sarcasm.

"With only the power of light, but no idea of ​​light, it's better to use starships for collective warfare." Tim Reis shook his head and said.

The most difficult thing to deal with now is the Independent Autonomous Alliance. The Independent Autonomous Alliance, which is proficient in starship warfare, has caused a lot of trouble for the empire.

Tim Reese remembered how difficult the original light warriors were. Even the weakest light giants sometimes burst out with enough energy to frighten the world.

If that light resonates with the people it guards, then it will be even more incredible.Never giving up until the end, turning the impossible into the possible, a difficult and disgusting opponent.

But now, these giants are strong when they are strong, and weak when they are weak, and they have lost their miracle.

"Because who else is more powerful than His Majesty?" Along with a soldier turning into bursting light particles, it showed that Horus' beheading tactics had completely failed.

It only penetrated tens of thousands of kilometers, and didn't even touch the edge of His Majesty's flagship. Compared with those two red giants, the difference is too far.

Thinking of the desperate charge of the two red giants, even Timreth felt a little terrified.

The power brought by the resonance of light is enough to touch the emperor, the uncompromising justice and the roaring redness of will.

but.....

Power defeats justice, power overwhelms will, and centralization blocks possibility.

"You lose, giants of light," Grizam shouted, laughing.