"Human desires are insatiable; after conquering neighboring countries, they developed seafaring to reach all parts of the world."
Various screams and fleeing crowds swept past Nan Tian and Hela.
The British army seized territory after territory and sent countless young, strong, and beautiful women to their own country.
Black people, white people, and people of Asian descent—regardless of race or nationality—were all invaded by Britain.
"Soon, Britain defeated all the countries in the world and became the world's hegemon."
Suddenly, the scene changed, and I found myself in the capital of Britain.
Here, countless dignitaries gathered to sing and dance in celebration of their current achievements.
At the very center, an orchestra was playing passionate and exciting music.
Hela looked toward the central stage following the sound, and then, upon seeing the performances unsuitable for children, her pure heart was tainted.
"Aren't they breaking the law?"
Nan Tian waved his hand without the slightest embarrassment, "The law only truly works on the weak."
This situation of one country's dominance lasted for several years.
The cities throughout Britain were vibrant and prosperous.
With just a glance, one can tell who are Britain and who are foreigners.
"Life is going quite well," Hela remarked, gazing at the Britain seemed so basking in prosperity.
Indeed, but troubled times breed heroes, while peace and comfort... can also lead to the slow decline of a nation.
Nan Tian walked slowly forward, and a shadow of darkness began to spread from him, enveloping the entire space.
In the darkness, several scarlet eyes slowly opened, staring intently at the Tree of Terra below, surrounded by industry.
"With no external enemies, powerful families emerged in Britain, and they all began to set their greedy eyes on the Tree of Terra."
Those scarlet eyes widened in the darkness, relentlessly drawing closer to the Tree of Terra.
Then the crimson light transformed into a series of ferocious, large hands that reached down at the tree below.
"But they all want to possess the Tree of Terra and become the most powerful family in the entire world."
Several scarlet claws clashed and fought in the darkness, leaving each other covered in wounds.
Hela looked up, admiring the scene, when she suddenly noticed a pupa slowly wriggling in a corner.
She walked over slowly, squatted down, and observed carefully.
Then, under Hela's gaze, a beautiful butterfly emerged from its chrysalis and slowly flew towards the crimson darkness.
"Prolonged internal strife greatly corrupted the Britain government, while also giving other countries opportunities."
Finally, the shimmering butterfly gently landed on the tangled, scarlet mass.
The moment they touched it, the crimson light representing the various families crumbled into fragments and vanished into the void.
Hela caught a piece, then turned to look at the Nan Tian.
"A country took advantage of the internal turmoil in Britain to secretly develop its power, and eventually launched an uprising."
The scene then shifts again to a battlefield.
"For freedom! Kill--!!!"
Countless rebels, with unwavering faith and an unstoppable momentum, charged toward the British army.
The British army, which had long been pampered, immediately disintegrated and was wiped out.
As the flag of liberty slowly rose over the buildings of Britain's capital.
The rebels raised their arms and shouted, celebrating the end of the era of Britain dominance.
"They succeeded, they successfully defeated Britain..."
"But the war is not over."
Almost exactly what happened in Britain is happening again.
It remains the same situation of one country dominating the world, and the same people rising up in rebellion because they cannot bear the oppression.
When that grand palace representing world dominance was overthrown, the entire world descended into total war!
They seem to be going through one cycle after another, constantly dominating, overthrowing, and then dominating again!
The only difference is that the weapons used in constant bombardment during wartime are evolving at a visible rate.
One bullet after another was fired from the musket, turning into a hail of rifle bullets.
The battlefield, which was originally filled with flesh and blood, was crushed by tanks.
The silent sky was now streaked with streaks of fighter jets continuously launching missiles.
There is only one Tree of Terra, but there are dozens of nations.
"War and conflict are inevitable."
Countless missiles and bullets whizzed past the two men. "This war is the most brutal and protracted war in human history."
"They fought for over two hundred years in total."
"More than two hundred years?" Hela turned to look at the Nan Tian. "I don't believe it. In that long, all the people who started the war would have died of old age."
Nan Tian smiled and walked slowly across the smoke-filled battlefield.
The two continued walking forward until they arrived at a city filled with blood-red ruins.
"Dad! Mom! Where are you?! Please save Xiaohei!"
A child who looked to be only ten years old, covered in blood and dust, was holding a small dog whose legs had been blown off, and screaming desperately.
The puppy in his arms struggled incessantly, emitting painful whimpers.
After letting out one last pitiful yelp, the puppy fell completely still.
" Xiaohei!" the child cried out in despair, clutching the dog's dead body.
Suddenly, he noticed an apron stained with blood on the ground; it was a gift from his father to his mother.
He seemed to understand something, and stood there blankly.
When he saw the enemy flag flying atop the tall building, an overwhelming hatred appeared on his young face.
"Do you understand?"
Nan Tian looked at the child who had inherited hatred, then glanced at Hela beside him.
"War breeds hatred, and hatred breeds the next war."
That's why the war continues.
Hela remained silent, simply watching the escalating war unfold around her.
A hail of bullets rained down, slaughtering one living being after another.
The people were wailing, the children were crying, only the smoke from the battlefield continued to billow, as if mocking the powerlessness of Life.
"In war, many things come to a standstill, but military technology continues to develop."
Hela found Nan Tian's statement quite reasonable.
His eyes were fixed on the fierce wars that were escalating with the advancement of technology.
Suddenly, unaware that a giant plane had flown over a city and dropped a missile, he realized something was amiss.
The missile looked large, but it was tiny compared to the battlefield below, and no one even noticed it.
"In 1835... the most powerful weapon in human history was born."
"How powerful?" Hela had barely uttered the question when the missile struck the ground.
boom--!!!!!
In an instant, a devastating explosion resounded, and towering flames formed a giant mushroom shape on the spot.
A torrent of heat, capable of destroying everything, surged toward Hela.
Hela's body stiffened abruptly as the fear etched into her genes a century ago was forcibly awakened, causing every cell in her body to tremble wildly.
The explosion, accompanied by a destructive force, hurtled towards Hela and the Nan Tian.
The wind blew their hair wildly.