Mo Qiong stared at Evan and said, "We came here not to make a civilization disappear from the world, but to unite every human being we can... We don't want to destroy any civilization. The Ancient God sent you here to die, exploiting your greed. But I know there's no way to convince you. You'd surely rather die in battle than surrender... The Ancient God really planned this well."
"I..." Evan was rendered speechless.
"Those who stubbornly resist will die. I'll give you thirty seconds. Stay away from all combat units. Don't blame me for not warning you." Mo Qiong spoke.
Evan wrestled with himself. The enemy's strength had surpassed his expectations.
But he was truly unwilling to admit defeat just like that.
A universe without a supernatural system had become this powerful simply because it possessed Contained Objects.
No wonder the Ancient God had been willing to abandon all law-based power just to remain there.
Only that universe could explore the ultimate truth. Just like the indescribably wondrous sword aura before him—that was a flawless sword that could only be manifested through an Absolute Trait.
"The Root Algorithm... the Root Algorithm the Ancient God refused to abandon until death..."
"Should we... give up?"
Evan gritted his teeth. He was absolutely unwilling to give up, absolutely unwilling!
"Hum..."
Suddenly, a sword's hum rang out in everyone's hearts. Then Emperor Yan raised the divine sword high and swung it fiercely, pointing its edge toward the fleet.
In an instant, a dazzling sword aura surged forth with the momentum to annihilate everything.
The fleet happened to be arranged in a line in that direction. They stretched all the way from the sun, with one ship every hundred kilometers.
"Scatter! Scatter!" countless people screamed hysterically.
Magic-energy warships were meant for long-distance transport, but