The man walks in this city among the stars, on the edge of ruins and fortress cities.

He stared at all this, staring at the interlaced crowds, exoskeleton armor and flying chariots patrolling the city.

He stared at the airborne troops who were heading for the Earth's front to support the fulcrum, and watched the space warship brigade from the port enter a jump outside the distant earth's orbit.

He stared at the world, staring at the light of the magic circle that was no longer a bit green, but was completely dim, shrouded in gray clouds, as if it had turned into the earth of the demon realm of another world, and the light of the magic circle that was still standing tenaciously above the dim stars.

The purple dragon's eyes flashed with inspiration.

"Master Su..."

A respectful and respectful voice suddenly sounded behind the man: "It can be considered to have found you."

A young man in a suit and ties stood behind the man in awe, trembling as he spoke.

He is the secretary of a man and has been working for three years, but he never dares to say that he really knows the man in front of him.

Cold-blooded, cruel, extreme, cruel... If it weren't for the extremely powerful strength, the Human Alliance Army would never have allowed such a guy with obvious mental problems to be a marshal.

Originally, I thought this was just an exaggeration, but the secretary had never even seen this man laugh normally in the past three years.

And he laughed so many times abnormally, he personally took action to exterminate the ecosystem of the Warcraft Realm Realm, swept the army of demons in the Heavenly Demon Realm, destroyed forty-three Mysterious Demon Realm cities, massacred tens of millions of Mysterious Demon Realm civilians, and wiped out the Clos' vanguard fleet, and destroyed its main star capital.

Apart from such killing and destruction, nothing can arouse the mood swings of this man.

However, this time, there seems to be some exceptions.

"Um."

Facing the secretary who was very respectful to him, the man did not say too much. He just looked forward calmly and said lightly: "Let me relax alone."

The secretary naturally dared not say anything more about this - even if he was sent by the military headquarters, he would ask the marshal in front of him to attend a meeting.

He knew that no one would really care that Marshal Su was late for the meeting, just as everyone was condemning him, but no one would really punish him for Marshal Su's killing.

What's more, the current situation is so special.

Comrades who have fought side by side for more than ten years, Xuanming Binghuang Bai Yingxue spontaneously ignited his soul and died. Even a trace of the remnant of the soul cannot be found, let alone cultivate a reincarnation.

When encountering such a thing, I just want to relax alone. Even the secretary must sigh at the marshal's strong psychological quality.

"I originally thought that the Marshal would be autistic for a while..." The young man thought so: "It is said that the Marshal had a sister when he was young, and she was about the same age as Mr. Bai Yingxue, but when he was in the disaster of the demon robbery..."

"What are you thinking about?"

As if he had noticed what the secretary was thinking behind him, the man couldn't help but snorted coldly, which made the secretary suddenly shudder and almost wanted to kneel down to apologize.

But his subsequent words were not the imaginary reprimand. He was reprimanded without any pain: "I am an immortal celestial being, and I have seen many separations in the world. Don't worry about me, my mentality is much better than you mortals."

At this point, he sighed softly: "Forget it, I'm not in the mood to relax."

"Go back to have a meeting."

So the man turned his head and walked towards the fortress city, with the secretary following behind.

At this moment, the abandoned space city where they are located was formed in the era of the oldest "Utopian Project" in the entire Dawn Space Cluster.

The secretary was very clear about this aspect. The core components of Utopia City 1 to City 5 were sent to space by Marshal Su himself - so he guessed that if the other party disappeared, he would probably walk around here.

And among these abandoned space cities, there is another area called the "Ice Phoenix Area" - Bai Yingxue protected many people from the Demon Army during the "Great Migration" incident. After those people moved to the Space City, they spontaneously called the area they lived in the Ice Phoenix Area or Yingxue Area.

However, twelve years have passed, and the originally prosperous city has been abandoned. This world may be a bit long for mortals, but not long for extraordinary people.

Walking to the Binghuang District, men could see that the place was filled with all kinds of debris. The residential buildings that had lost their normal power supply were uninhabited. The houses with power supply were surrounded by a small tent shed, which contained many abandoned areas living with these electricity.

You can still vaguely see that there are still remaining promotional photos of Bai Yingxue's youth on the side of the residential building in this area.

The bright colors are already dim, and the original image is being covered with darkness and stains. Although the girl in the promotional photo is smiling brightly, she is already dead.

Watching all this, the man suddenly stopped.

Without investigation for a while, the secretary who was following him almost ran into the other party.

But before he could apologize in panic, the secretary heard a slight slight unseen voice.

"Silly Bird."

"What, what..." The young secretary raised his head, and he looked at the man's side face blankly.

The man holding the blood of Zhengtian Yinglong was staring at the photos of the former girl.

He shook his head expressionlessly and sighed: "I always say that I am alone, and the people I know have sacrificed, and I don't want to live anymore... But their sacrifice is sacrifice, isn't your sacrifice?"

"Oh, stupid bird... What should you do if you die casually and end up leaving me alone?"

"Su, Marshal Su?!"

Recognizing the rare confusion in the man's tone, the young man as a secretary couldn't help but feel nervous. He spoke instinctively wanted to comfort him.

But one hand stretched out and gently pressed the other person's shoulder.

"don’t worry."

In the past three years, the gentle tone that had never been heard before was spoken. The man turned around, shook his head slightly, signaling the secretary to withdraw his hand without saying much.

Then, the man put his hands behind him and continued to walk towards the No. 1 fulcrum fortress not far away.

--sacrifice.

Sacrifice is a path to no return.

When the first person gives blood, this unbearable foundation stone of the road has been built, and countless later generations will continue to fill it with their own bones and blood.

"I knew there would be such a day. Bai Yingxue would die, and I would also be for the future. After I, there would be a newer generation of people who would grow up and sacrifice for the sake of human civilization and the future."

"Sacrifice is like time - it passes, it passes, it cannot be turned back, it cannot be started again. So I will look to the future and wait for the next generation to grow."

Walking, the man said calmly: "I believe that humans will not be willing to fail, nor will they be willing to suffer the suffering they are now."

"So, we will definitely pursue a bright and perfect ending."

Speaking of this, he suddenly laughed, and the man's smile was very free and easy: "Oh, it's a pity for me that a perfect ending is impossible - there was no such thing as from the beginning, and there was no chance at all."

"Little Pony, even your generation may not have the chance to have a perfect ending. Maybe you will have to wait until your descendants, your descendants, will have this opportunity."

"marshal……"

The young man called the pony couldn't say a word for no reason. He felt a will that was tenacious and unimaginable from the other party's words.

It is the belief that you can still move forward in the endless deep sky even without any guidance.

The man who has long lost all his relatives, even all his friends, is not even the hope of the "perfect ending".

But...but it is an indescribable and indescribable...

‘Question’ and ‘Unforgiven’.

——Whether it is good or bad.

I accept all such a world.

——Whether it is happiness or suffering.

I doubt all this fate.

No matter how desperate the fate is, no matter how bumpy the journey is, whether it is good or bad, happiness or suffering, the dragon will accept it, embrace everything about this [chaotic] ​​into its arms, bear all doubts and unwillingness, and then continue to walk on.

As long as you go this way, you will definitely be able to surpass all this and stand out in the end.

“Huh?”

Although, that's what I think in my heart.

But suddenly, something seemed to sound in the ears of the man with a firm look.

--innovation.

--innovation.

——Eternal innovation.

At this moment, he seemed to hear a sound that seemed to penetrate the ancient past and future, and the vast and distant time and space.

The silver light flashed, the sealed light that transcends time and space and cause and effect, and spreads to countless worlds in the heavens, swept through everything with the power of a torrent.

Originally, no one could notice all this.

However, because of a certain cause and effect, because of a certain cause and condition.

So, he saw it.

The man saw the message from another world.

In a blink of an eye, I was in the middle of the city.

He saw the golden sunshine rising from the East China Sea of ​​Zhengguo, bright and warm, and people in the city opened their windows to welcome the morning light.

The vehicles on the streets began to move before the city woke up. They drove day and night on the road, symbolizing the vitality of the city.

Men can hear the footsteps of pedestrians on the street. They are in a hurry, but full of confidence and vitality.

Men can smell the aroma of breakfast. It is pancakes with eggs, soup powder sprinkled with spicy oil, ordinary heads, meat buns and pickles buns, the most ordinary fried dough sticks, milk, and soy milk.

The man stretched out his hand and he felt the wind in the air silently. The air was not very fresh, with a lot of dust generated by industrial pollution, but even so, it was better than an era when countless disasters caused the entire planet's atmosphere to acidify and 99% of the creatures were extinct.
To be continued...