The expansion of civilization was a most fundamental form of invasion, and this invasion could be divided into annihilation and assimilation. Annihilation extended from the flesh to the soul, while assimilation meant absorption and homogenization.
Zhang Yang's dialectical attitude toward this question was not as upright as his little cousin's, so he did not have much of a sense of responsibility either. At most, he was a salted fish that sprinkled a little thirteen-spice seasoning on itself.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt that his view of this matter had reached a new level, a new height.
That was, the expansion and invasion between civilizations was, at its core, actually the mutual rejection of ecosystems, the friction between environments, and even the naked confrontation between different laws.
For example, the conflicts between the minor civilizations among the people of Earth would become insignificant if raised to the level of confrontation between Earth Civilization and the civilizations of other planets.
Likewise, the disputes and slaughter between the Sky Dome Human Race and the Sky Dome Monster Tribe would become equally insignificant if raised to the level of confrontation and rejection between the Sky Dome and the Abyss.
And now, Zhang Yang believed that he was engaged in the great and lofty undertaking of invading the Abyss. If he won, he would become a great meritorious hero and champion of the countless lifeforms of the Sky Dome.
If he lost—that was impossible. Could he not run away?
However, the greatest enemy he was facing at this moment was neither the Abyssal Demon Tribe nor the Abyssal Ghost Tribe, but rather the environment and ecosystem of the Abyss, which was completely different from that of the Sky Dome.
To be fair, Zhang Yang's current team was already considered quite powerful in the