Chapter 809: Humans Wandering in the Void
One by one, the contracted beasts stepped into the space portal and disappeared into this world full of terrible rules.
When Zhao Yin was the only one left, he suddenly turned around.
Looking at the figure in the cage of rules, which looked like a dry skeleton.
The old pig god was once a close friend of the human race.
Having received a drop of kindness from the White-Clothed People, he led the entire Pig Clan and demonstrated what it means to repay a favor with a spring of kindness.
When the human race was prosperous, he was the most powerful supporter of the human race.
When the human race was in decline, he prepared for the future and devoted all his clan's strength to cultivating the blue beasts, hoping to create an enchanted armor that could change the fate of the human race. He worked hard for endless years.
His black hair turned white.
In the end, the white-robed statue collapsed, and the black-robed people also died. As a god, and a clan that mastered the art of forging, he was completely able to survive on his own...
But the old pig god still remained loyal to the human race and sent his tribesmen who were not good at fighting to fight alongside humans.
Eventually, the Pigs were also caught in the quagmire of war. The powerful Angels came to this world, and the Pigs were wiped out...
The old pig tribe still has no regrets...
But what about in the end?
His most trusted friend transformed into a corpse demon and wiped out the entire pig clan.
He was personally suppressed in this cage of rules where there is death and no life.
Now his body and soul were destined to slowly perish after enduring endless pain...
Zhao Yin stared at the old pig with a dazed look. He didn't move at all, looking desolate and lonely.
Zhao Yin understood that after today's separation, they would never see each other again.
He took a step forward and entered the space portal.
The next moment, the scene in front of me changed!
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Between all the worlds, in the endless nothingness.
At this moment, a human warship, rusty and covered in dust, was slowly shuttling through the void.
Faintly visible, golden bloodstains remain on the hull.
At this time, the cabin was packed with humans, both men and women, middle-aged and old... but there were no younger humans.
There were as many as thirty or forty thousand people, all in ragged clothes, filling up the entire space, people were packed close together, and the turbid air was filled with the smell of excrement.
Everyone's eyes were filled with despair and darkness.
"How far is it to reach the human world under the protection of the Ninth Battlefield?"
A tall middle-aged man, wearing tattered red armor, stood in front of the battleship's control panel.
Except for a middle-aged woman in red armor next to him, there was no one else crowded within five meters.
A mechanical female voice sounded from the console: "Reporting to the general, after four thousand years of wandering, we are about to enter the Ninth Battlefield from the Eighth Battlefield. It will take another three days to reach the Ninth Battlefield. The human race is numbered as the 108th low-level extraordinary civilization!"
"Low-level extraordinary civilization?"
The red-armored woman frowned. It was obviously a low-level extraordinary civilization and not an ideal place.
"Trespassing into a low-level supernatural civilization is a serious crime in the clan!"
"But this battleship already had a problem. It took a long time to cross space, and now, there is very little fuel left!"
"If we can't find a safe place to land, we might be trapped and die in the void!"
"Under the command of the Eighth Battlefield, tens of thousands of human worlds were completely destroyed!"
"The last 60,000 red-armored soldiers of our Third Legion died in the battle to rescue these people from the Angels. Only the two of us are left...!"
"Since we have reached the sphere of influence of the Ninth Battlefield, we are safe. How can we let them be trapped and die in the void again?"
After the female red armor finished speaking, she was about to send a message to the 108th low-level extraordinary civilization amid the sigh of the male red armor... Suddenly, the red light on the control console flashed and a rapid alarm sounded.
"Alert! Alert! Angel warship spotted and locked!"
"Automatically start space crossing... Alarm! Space crossing failed. It was detected that the boundary breaking talisman was damaged four thousand years ago...!"
"Alert! Angel warship detected approaching... Angel warship detected in front, Void coordinates...!"
The mechanical female voice spread throughout the battleship.
Everyone's face turned pale.
"Two generals, we are all ordinary people of the human world. Our equipment has long been damaged. After four thousand years of wandering, our extraordinary food is about to run out. Please think of a solution!" An elderly woman spoke loudly while trembling.
"Two generals, we have struggled for four thousand years and are finally about to enter the sphere of influence of the Ninth Battlefield. We will not die, right?" A white-haired old man burst into tears.
"I was taken on a warship when I was a teenager and wandered for four thousand years. Now I am old and have entered middle age. Although I am an SS-level evolver, I have no actual combat experience. I beg the two generals to save us!" A middle-aged man spoke.
The entire battleship was filled with crying sounds.
The eyes of the red-armored man gradually became bloodshot. He remembered that four thousand years ago, the Red-armored Legion was defeated and the human race in the eighth battlefield lost the right to exist...
The three red-armored kings all died in battle!
The remaining Red Armor Legion was also torn apart!
According to the rules of the battlefield, several top alien races stopped attacking each other, regarded the human race as food, and joined forces to launch a war of genocide against the human race!
Countless human civilizations were devoured by alien races...
The middle-aged man in red armor and his 60,000 comrades, following the king's final order, headed to a surviving human world.
Prepare to rescue a group of humans and go to the ninth battlefield.
In that big world, they selected the most elite group of young men and women.
Unexpectedly, the angels arrived first.
In order to cover the warship's departure, all 60,000 red-armored soldiers died in battle!
The battleship was also destroyed and wandered into the void.
This wandering lasted for four thousand years.
Due to the erosion of unknown energy in the void.
When their life level reached SSS, the male and female red-armored warriors, who were still teenagers, became middle-aged within four thousand years.
Some of the young people whose life levels were lower than theirs became middle-aged, and some became old...
At this moment, through the surveillance of the human warship, it is already visible that the terrifying angel warship is hidden in the darkness and nothingness ahead.
The hatch is open!
A four-winged angel stepped out first, and his terrifying pressure caused ripples in the void.
Countless angels followed closely behind, forming a fan shape.
Surrounding the human warships!
Everyone saw that the two men in red armor did not react for a long time.
The female Red Armor was trembling all over, and seemed to be afraid.
The male in red armor also had beads of sweat on his forehead and his face was pale!
And the terrifying army of angels is about to arrive.
One of the middle-aged women spoke anxiously.
"The Red Armor's mission is to protect us. They all died in battle for this. Are you two going to abandon us?"
At this moment, many people were worried about being abandoned by Hongjia.
Because the two red-armored men are about to leave.
With the strength of two people, it is not difficult to escape into the sphere of influence of the Ninth Battlefield alone.
"Two generals, have you forgotten your mission? The angels are about to arrive, why haven't you taken action yet? Are you scared to death?"
"We may already be the last of the hundreds of millions of human beings under the command of the Eighth Battlefield. If the two generals do not take action, the human civilization under the command of the Eighth Battlefield will be completely extinct!"
"Do you really want to escape? Are you worthy of the three kings and those dead comrades?"
"You are Red Armor. You have sworn an oath. How can you back down?"
