Somewhere in the universe, there is a lush planet. There is a remote galaxy that has not yet received the development of Interastral Peace Corporation.
The planet is full of life, with green grass and blooming flowers everywhere, and birds flying carefree under the towering trees. Blue skies and white clouds welcome all life.
But for some reason, the sky suddenly began to become gloomy and dark.
Suddenly, everything seemed to have lost its color. In just a few minutes, the entire planet lost its original color and turned into ashes.
Birds are falling, animals are moaning, and all life is passing by quickly. Even the river cannot escape the disaster. It dries up quickly, revealing a cracked river bed.
A black-haired man walked on this lifeless planet. He obviously had nothing in his hands, but he was still conducting the symphony.
"Listen, what a beautiful melody! This new type of virus is combining with the planet, and the sound of their blending is so beautiful! This is art, and it is my proud work!"
The man smiled, it was obvious that he was the culprit that caused this planet to become the Death Star in an instant.
In the cloud-shrouded sky on the side, there was suddenly a glimmer of light, as if someone had torn open the sky.
Falling from the sky was another man. He had two horns on his head and his skin was silver and light blue. He looked at the man who was addicted to self-performance and said:
"You are still playing these boring tricks. The real art should be war, never-ending, never-ending war!"
The man clenched his fist and said, and the aura that exploded completely turned everything around him that had lost its vitality into ashes.
The black-haired man stopped his movements, turned his head and said to the man:
"This is why the four of us are still arguing about our respective arts, my friend. What is the ultimate goal of our art? Isn't it the power of [emotion]? I use [Plague] to quickly make them feel [Despair], this is my art, and you use [War] to turn them against each other, and the war continues, absorbing their <Strife>, [Famine] and [Death] also have their own methods, friends, our goals are the same."
The man rolled his eyes and said:
"So what? Isn't it still that no one can do anything to anyone?"
The black-haired man continued to laugh:
"Then, what do you think will happen if [Cosmic Plague] is turned on again?"
The man glanced at her.
"Keep talking."
The black-haired man continued:
"I used the legacy of <Primordial Gods> and the stump of [Path of Propagation] to create a bug that is absolutely controllable. Through her, I can absorb cosmic-level <Despair>!"
The black-haired man opened his arms, with indescribable arrogance and confidence in his eyes.
The man sneered. After knowing each other for thousands of years, how could he not understand the black-haired man's thoughts?
Said disdainfully:
"Controllable? Humph, how can you easily create a Star God? With just a few pieces of debris, no matter how much of <Primordial Gods>'s inheritance you waste, you still won't be able to succeed! If it were so easy, we wouldn't be stuck at this step for thousands of years!"
The black-haired man didn't speak, just smiled faintly, and then, countless gray-black energy balls on the planet rushed towards him.
The man didn't look again, turned around and disappeared into the darkness...
Seeing him leaving, the black-haired man said silently:
"Then please witness my moment of becoming a god..."
At this time, Kasantiya and Bai Sheng have already negotiated with Irena. When Irena has completed the integration of Scorched Earth Battlefield and all Swarm, Bai Sheng will find a habitable galaxy and place Swarm there. As a reward, Swarm will no longer be wiped out, and Irena can really see the scenery she wants to see.
Irena helped everywhere in Barracks. After Bountiful Harvest's words, most people in Barracks began to believe that Irena was just an ordinary girl with magical abilities who could convince Stingbug to retreat.
Therefore, Irena now wants to maintain her relationships and prepare for better integration into human society in the future.
Bai Sheng is sitting in the tent, with Pandora in front of him.
"Should you tell me? Sister Pandora."
Pandora lit up, and an illusory female figure appeared on Scythe Blade. The upper body was very clear, with a beautiful face and a good figure. She looked like a luxurious beauty.
"Tell you what? What do you want to know?"
Bai Sheng continued:
"The one called Plague, and Sister Pandora your identity, don't lie to me with Artifact Spirit or anything like that. This argument won't work after I know that Zhuming Sword Spirit is Heliobus."
Pandora smiled.
"It seems I can't hide it anymore. So smart Asheng, do you have any guesses? After all, the answer is interesting only if you dig it out yourself, right?"
"You are a certain Emanator, who was seriously injured and had to stay in this Scythe Blade to recuperate. Or, to be more bold, you are a certain star god who fell for some reasons, but because of your specialness, you left behind a residual soul. Which one am I guessing right? Sister Pandora?"
Pandora nodded and said:
"How about I say that Asheng, you kid is smart. Now that you have chosen to go down this path, I shouldn't hide anything. [Path of Remembrance] little follower over there, come out."
Pandora Although the incarnated spirit body is small, its temperament is perfect.
Bai Sheng did not activate the spirit puppet, because Memory Eater of Garden of Recollection is the only group of guys who will not be detected by Bai Sheng's spirit puppet.
"Just keep talking. You don't need to pay attention to me."
A woman walked out of the mirror, it was our old friend, Black Swan!
"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you want to know. Big Ice Cube has been coveting my Path of Remembrance for so many years, so it doesn't matter anymore."
After Pandora finished speaking, he was ready to tell his story to Bai Sheng:
"I don't know if you have ever thought about what was the first creature in the world that gave birth to "thinking", and how has this vast universe evolved to this day?
I am indeed a star god, [emotion]. Never heard of it? "
Bai Sheng shook his head. He had seen all the known star gods in Herta's collection of books, even the long-dead [Immortal], but how come he had never heard of this [Emotion].
Pandora smiled:
"Haha, that's because too much time has passed. Do you know? Bai Sheng, in fact, I am the first star god born in this world."
"Then how did you become like this?"
Bai Sheng asked.
Pandora recalled it, shook his head, and said:
"[Emotions] cover a wide range of areas, including [Destruction], [Path of Abundance], [Preservation], [Immortality], [Order], [Association]... Their births are almost all related to me, and my death is strange to say..."