The Three-Thousand-Year War

"Destruction can be followed by reconstruction. Ruins are the easiest places to rebuild."

"Though I am a glorious Lord of the Sacred, I can also commit acts of ruthless destruction!"

"After destruction, what difficulty is there in rebuilding Order?"

After hearing Jiang Yuu's firm words, Noarongz's eyes widened, and he was shocked after a long while.

"Yuliel, you are truly boastful!"

"You are not even Supreme yet, but you presumptuously claim to be rebuilding the current Order of the Multiverse."

"This is utterly ridiculous!"

Whether I'm ridiculous or not is none of your business.

Jiang Yuu You didn't care about Noarongz's sarcasm, and instead smiled faintly.

Anyway, you definitely won't live to see that day.

"The day I achieve Supreme will be the day you die. By the time I rebuild the Order of the Multiverse, you will be long gone."

"You..."

Noarongz's eyes seemed to spit fire, but the situation forced him to lower his head.

He calmed down and gave a cold snort.

"Hmph, just you wait and see."

After saying that.

He glanced around and prepared to retrieve the nine useless Quasi-Supreme chess pieces he had released.

These guys are really too incompetent; they're making such huge promises of benefits.

The rest of the time was simply spent waiting; these people were no longer needed.

Just as He was about to take back all the Quasi-Supreme.

Among the nine Quasi-Supreme, the three who were players and were also chosen by Amoriel, and who were considered Quasi-Supreme of Senior Jiang Yuu, quickly exchanged glances, suddenly stepped forward, and bowed to Jiang Yuu, who was sitting high on the Platinum Heavenly Throne in front of them.

"Your Majesty, Yuliel, please, for the sake of our shared heritage as inheritors of the Supreme Shiluo and as fellow gamers, help us Sea of Suffering sea of suffering!"

"Um?!"

Upon seeing this, Noarongz stopped what he was doing, his expression shifting as he looked at Jiang Yuu.

He suddenly wanted to see how Jiang Yuu, who prided himself on Radiance and great, would save his "fellow disciples."

On the Platinum Heavenly Throne.

Jiang Yuu glanced at the three "players" who suddenly bowed to him, the Quasi-Supreme of Gamblers, his eyes darting around.

He did indeed sense a familiar aura emanating from these three individuals.

But more than anything, it was the aura of Lord of the Gray Cataclysm Noarongz.

He asked.

Tell me, what's going on with you?

Jiang Yuu's reply caused the three of them to exchange glances, concealing their excitement, before speaking.

"Your Majesty, we were defeated in battle by Noarongz. Our bodies were destroyed, and our souls were captured and fused into chess pieces, to be driven by Him for eternity."

How can I help you?

"Your Majesty, you are a benevolent Monarch, a saint praised by millions of lives, please save me from Noarongz's control!"

The three Quasi-Supreme knelt on the ground, heads bowed, tears streaming down their faces!

Upon hearing Jiang Yuu You remained expressionless, looking at Noarongz beside him.

"Noarongz, release them."

The Lord of the Gray Cataclysm looked amused.

"Yuliel, you and I are enemies, how could I possibly listen to you?"

"Tell me, how can you release them?"

Jiang Yuu asked.

"Releasing them isn't impossible, as long as you remove the surrounding Great Wall of Sword Qi."

The Lord of the Gray Cataclysm laughed.

"That's impossible!"

Jiang Yuu shook her head.

Once the Long River of Sword Qi is withdrawn, Noarongz can leave, and things will no longer be under his control.

The three Quasi-Supreme became anxious when they saw Jiang Yuu refuse.

"Your Majesty, your strength surpasses that of a Quasi-Supreme being across the Multiverse. Simply withdraw the Long River of Sword Qi and recapture Noarongz."

"This is not difficult, Your Majesty."

These two sentences were shouted out loud, causing Jiang Yuu You's eyes to turn cold.

"Are you trying to teach me how to do things?!"

He lowered his eyes and glanced down at the three Quasi-Supreme, making them dare not look him directly in the eye.

"The three of you, remember this: I saved you only because of Amoriel's kindness. Otherwise, given that you dared to follow Noarongz in attacking me, it would have been my right not to save you."

"Your Majesty, we are under control."

The three Quasi-Supreme quickly offered their explanations.

"So what? Judging by actions, not intentions, I can see that you have a certain degree of autonomy. If you hadn't intended to be my enemy before, you could have chosen not to put in your best effort... I won't go into the rest."

Jiang Yuu waved his hand.

"I will do my best to help you Sea of Suffering without affecting my plans."

"But nothing is absolute. If it affects my plans, then I will have no choice but to let you die along with Noarongz, which will also be a way to Sea of Suffering you from your suffering."

"His Majesty..."

The three Quasi-Supreme tried to struggle, but Jiang Yuu immediately interrupted them.

"No need for further words. I'll deliver you from this Sea of Suffering right now!"

He slightly raised his sword, and the boundless, supreme sword intent swept across the faces of the three Quasi-Supreme, instantly chilling them to the bone, and they dared not utter a single word.

Beside.

Seeing this, Noarongz felt there was no more fun to be had, so he turned the nine Quasi-Supreme into nine chess pieces and retrieved them, while smiling at Jiang Yuu.

"Yuliel, this is quite a show."

"However, I quite agree with your approach."

Jiang Yuu You chuckled, ignoring his words, and said coldly.

"Take care of yourself, Noarongz."

"It will still be some time before the Original Universe and the Astral Realm are completely integrated. We'll just have to wait patiently."

"Snort."

As the war broke out.

Time slips away quietly.

Three thousand years have passed.

The once sparsely populated Afao Planet has become a frontline base for fighting against enemies from outside the Milky Way.

The headquarters of one Angel Squadron, three Silver Moon Elf Chapters, and five Dawn Human Race Chapters are located here.

Countless cities rose up in the sky and on the ground of this planet, countless space ports were built on this planet, and a large number of starships were docked in the space ports.

They are either fleets that have come from within the Milky Way or from the Astral Realm and are temporarily docking here.

Or they are damaged starships that retreated from the front lines and came here for repairs.

Over three thousand years, this planet has been inhabited not only by the descendants of the original inhabitants but also by the bloodlines of the stationed troops.

Numerous war schools were established on this planet to educate the descendants of these frontline Warrior.

This day.

In a bright classroom.

An elderly professor is lecturing on the stage.

"Students, the war at the edge of the Milky Way has been going on for three thousand years!"