Star Falling 838, November 9, Mycrov World North Standard, 7:29 pm.

At the other end of the space-time crack, inside the multi-dimensional magic array.

"Verification permission is passed."

When the ethereal voice of the garrisoned God of Life sounded, Prest, who had somehow ran here after Joshua and Igel, couldn't help but take a deep breath.

After passing through layers of twisted time and space and so many that people wonder if they had hit the "Endless Maze Technique", he finally came to the core part of the main body of this huge multi-dimensional magic array, called "Court of Nirvana" completely enclosed the artificial otherworld space.

The black mist mother body is sealed at the core of this artificial space.

The Court of Nirvana is not the last layer of protection. In addition to the twisted space wall and 108 energy node levels with an outer layer of up to 36 layers, there are many unique means being added to it, such as a pure two-dimensional dimensional shield, a psionic subspace twist matrix and hundreds of gates all over the place, which is enough to bombard ordinary planets with a numb neutron star impact cannon and supergravity converter Prest, because those giant cannons are just part of his mentor's body.

The black mist mother body is so dangerous, and it is like this during battle, and the seal is the same. No one can be sure whether this intelligent entity that has been traveling in the galaxy since ancient times will have any hidden trump cards. All gods and legends have put all their efforts to contribute to the seal, and ultimately solidify the entire multi-dimensional magic array into a ultimate cage, enough to imprison the prison of stars and the world. Even if the black mist mother body is destroyed in the future, this prison will not be destroyed. It already has the power to repair itself and absorb energy.

Prest saw his mentor and the old pope stretching out their right hand at the same time, and bright silver and golden light flashed, and most of the defense facilities opened their doors to them. The "Divine Realm Suppression Stand" set by the nine gods in the core defense system also had a small area transparent, allowing the three to enter and watch freely.

Priest swallowed his saliva. He had no idea how he, who had just planned to travel on Planet 1, would have run here to the most secret and important seal of the entire Mycrov civilization. But now the young man didn't even dare to ask, afraid that his voice would mess up something, so he could only take a hurry to follow the steps of Joshua and Iger and come to that transparent place.

And in the cover of endless energy brilliance, the center of the seal transparency is an extremely huge gray-white world, trapped in endless darkness, like an eyeball that cannot be closed.

The deadly alpha shelter is here, it is wrapped in the black mist mother body, until today.

Today, the purpose of the two legends coming here is to peel them off from the black mist mother body.

The seal is extremely humane. It is completely internal and will not destroy everything indiscriminately. Therefore, Priest can walk alive on the grid-like floor made of pure energy, but his journey almost ends here, because he saw that his mentor and the old pope took steps at the same time, stepping into the transparency, and directly entered the inside of the seal.

And at this moment, through the transparent seal, you can see that the originally silent black mist mother body inside the seal suddenly burst out, and countless huge tentacles extended, quickly thrusting towards the two of them!

But not to mention that the black mist mother body was suppressed by multiple seals at this time, it has been half a year since it was its heyday. Even in its heyday, this kind of attack would never cause any damage to the two legends. Joshua and the old pope just joined forces and easily shattered countless tentacles, causing large areas of black waves to collapse and turn into iron-gray necrotic particles.

Soon after, they arrived at the off-white outer layer of the world, before the Alpha Shelter World.

"I'll do it."

Joshua was in the seal and didn't feel much pressure because the target of the seal was not him. In addition, he had a strong resistance to various restrictions and areas: "I have rich experience."

"Leave it to you."

Eagle nodded, and he was not suppressed too much, because his glory realm itself is actually the same as the Gods' suppression.

Qiao Xiuya stretched out his hand and pressed on the world barrier that had been materialized. He used a little force. The huge energy and kinetic energy turned into overlapping time and space shocks under extremely exquisite techniques. In just a moment, the barriers on the surface of the world opened a gray hole.

The warrior entered the first place, then he turned his head and signaled the old pope to follow. Just after both of them went deep into the Alpha Shelter, the gray inconspicuous space-time crack was closed in a time-space distortion like a human healing wound.

"Why did you ask the gods to separate the world of Alpha Shelter from the mother of Black Mist?"

Walking inside the world barrier, in an absolutely hidden environment, Eagle asked in a puzzled tone while walking side by side with Joshua: "Let the mother of the Black Mist be buried with the world it guards. It has been extinguished. The Black Mist has protected it for so many years, and even if it dies, it will not be separated. At least in the end, let them end together."

Although it would be said to be hypocritical, this is also what Eagle could have thought of, the last kindness to Black Mist.

Joshua did not reply immediately. After a long time, the two of them were about to reach the end of the world barrier and officially entered the world of Alpha Shelter, and then they whispered: "Because it has not been extinguished."

“It’s still alive.”

After talking, the light shone brightly. The two of them traveled through extremely heavy world barriers and finally arrived inside the world of Alpha Shelter.

A red continent - Ocean World.

The dim energy sun hangs high in the sky, and the steaming water vapor permeates every part of the sky. The smoke mixed with dust turns into thick gray barriers, covering the entire world. It seems like a thick quilt, confining all the heat.

The high temperatures over hundreds of degrees are mixed with water vapor, scorching every inch of land on the continent. Everything is scorched earth and gravel that looks like nothing. It is sometimes dry and sometimes wet. Perhaps it will be covered by clouds made of water vapor for hundreds of years, or perhaps it will not be seen even a water molecule for hundreds of years.

On this land, there is no possibility of life. Even extreme thermophilic bacteria and extreme acidophilic bacteria will never survive in such a changeable and complex world.

Joshua and Iger landed on a black beach near the sea. They stepped on the high-heat gravel and watched the boiling water vapor form a series of high-heat tornados in front of them, raging at the edges and depths of the ocean. They seemed to be giant pillars supporting the sea and sky, constantly exchanging clouds with matter in the ocean.

"...You mean, there is life in this kind of world?"

Eagle watched for a long time before slowly speaking, "Is it still alive?"

Just as the old pope spoke, he could see a black wave suddenly appeared in the red ocean, and a dark red like rust surged from the depths of the seabed. A large amount of material debris originating from the seabed, and even the deep earth's crust spread with huge amounts of tiny minerals. The high-heat seabed jets and volcanic eruptions ignited a large amount of silt and biological corpses that had been deposited for countless years, and then sent them into the shallow sea surface of the ocean.

Countless scattered minerals even turn the ocean into red. The pungent iron smell follows the perceptual reaction of the nasal cavity, stimulating the artificial ganglion simulated by the photo-energy organism Eagle.

The old pope looked up speechlessly into the distance. He could see that in the vast red sea, countless foams and huge waves were churning. The turbid airbags spread towards the top of the sky with unmeasurable water vapor. From a distance, it seemed like a huge cloud giant slowly getting up, and the surface temperature of this giant exceeded 270 degrees.

“This is hell.”

Eagle said so.

"But it is a hell of life."

Joshua replied: "Any life that will surely go through, including the life of your and my origin."

Joshua leaned down, half kneeling on the coastline, and took a handful of sea water with his own hands. He stared at the heavy water with complex composition in his hands, and then put it back into the ocean. The warrior stood up, and his serious old pope said, "Not here, but at the bottom of the sea."

As he said that, he stepped into the sea. Joshua's figure quickly sank into the turbid sea water. Eagle was slightly stunned, then shook his head and followed the other party into it.

It was another long and silent advance. After a long time, the two of them were already in the dark and dirty ocean, almost the deepest part of the semi-coagulable ocean.

Deep-sea high-thermal vents, large and small, are rapidly spewing heat from the deep center of the earth. A large number of minerals with inorganic macromolecules are mixed with sea water and are sprayed out, forming a large area of ​​continuous high-thermal deep-sea layer. The jet temperature ranges from 300 to 1,600 degrees. The elements and ether are extremely active here, and even slight cross-discharge phenomenon of element-ether can be seen around the nozzle.

Joshua swept through this large undersea thermal vent. The dark water could not block his sight. A few seconds later, the warrior determined his target. He pointed casually and said to Eagle: "Look."

“There is 'life' there.”

The old pope followed Joshua's guidance in confusion and looked at the ordinary undersea heat layer. It was a simple water layer like a pocket, surrounded by rocks, with countless high-hot and thick primitive hot soup boiling. Eagle could see that among the precipitated substances of the hot soup, there was a pool of simple organic matter for you or, in other words, mud water.

The simplest organic small molecules are constantly rolling under the impact of heat flow. They are beaten and stimulated by elemental lightning, and eventually polymerize with other organic small molecules to form larger organic molecules. It can be seen that linear macromolecules such as ribonucleic acid that can self-divid and grow themselves have appeared.

"You said, that's life?"

Eagle originally wanted to laugh, but he thought it was another sense of humor that Joshua was not understood, but he couldn't laugh. He turned to look at the warrior and asked word by word: "Is it?"

"This kind of thing is not so much a life, but rather the simplest machine. Even the structure of the wardrobe is more complicated than it!"

And Joshua still did not answer immediately. After a while, he replied faintly: "Life is a machine."

"You, I." He raised his index finger, pointed at himself, and pointed at Eagle, and said calmly: "When you and I were still flesh and blood, there were countless machines in my body."

"They supply each other, ingest energy, and store it in chemical bonds in microstructures. They use ribonucleic acid and DNA as raw materials and serve as databases for recording information. They will split and reproduce, perform metabolism, eat, exercise, maintain their existence, and use various reactions in their bodies to create all the molecular-level components they need."

"Its name is a cell, a kind of primitive 'machine'. And in this primitive soup in front of you, the miracle of converting inorganic matter into organic matter, and small molecules aggregate into macromolecules is called the miracle of life."

Joshua turned his head and was not looking at Eagle, but staring at the primitive soup. He whispered: "I didn't expect that the mother body of the Black Mist actually did this."

"You mean, these lives..."

The old pope keenly noticed Joshua's contempt to himself. Although he did not understand some special terms very well, with his wisdom and micro-level observation ability, he could naturally understand temporary words. He immediately asked: "What did the mother body of the black mist do?"

"I can see the replay of the power of steel and the memories of this world."

Joshua did not directly answer the old pope's question. He pondered for a while, and then slowly said: "As you think, the Alpha Shelter has actually destroyed the survivors of the last Shelter civilization. But the Black Mist did not intend to give up. It tried again and again to reshape the world and create the body of the Shelter people."

"But it cannot create a soul. Of course, pure bodies can indeed move, but as a higher civilization, shelter people are born with souls, and souls are even part of their genetic organs. If they lose their souls, their anger cannot even be activated. Without the precipitation of time and wisdom, the soul cannot be generated by simple material movement, so the black fog will never resurrect the shelter people."

"so?"

Eagle had long lost his heart, but he felt his heart beating wildly.

"So." Joshua answered seriously: "The mother of the black mist restores everything to the beginning, and reconstructs a brand new alpha shelter, and then starts from the original source, waiting patiently for life to be born from this primitive ocean."

"It takes millions of years to catalyze life from the macromolecular structure bit by bit, and influence it into the shelter it wants. It takes millions of years to create a complete ecosystem and biological chain from nothing to something!"
Chapter completed!