When looking at the new **** who reached the throne of God, the serpent did not fluctuate.

The monster hovered, the erect pupils were cold, and the whole universe was reflected in the eyes, just as the whole universe was in its eyes. This huge, inexplicable, terrifying, vertical pupil looked directly at the new **** in front of him, at all the creatures in the entire universe, and at all the creatures in the past, future, and present, but laughed.

"Huh, funny little bug, what are you."

For a long time, the serpent hadn't spoken. As it once said, tiny bugs don't deserve it to let it speak. Whether it is swallowing the ring of the world, swallowing the stars, or unconsciously destroying an entire great civilization, it doesn't care about monsters.

It didn't even notice that some small bugs had been trying to stop itself, only thinking that some colliding planets were blocking it.

Little bait, don't worry about it.

But after countless years, Da Snake spoke for the first time, because the little thing in front of it was worth it to open its eyes to take a look.

In the body of this new god, the big snake sensed the breath of the **** in the past, but it was not entirely, it was more like a part of the eternal god. Is it hands and feet? Or the heart? Or the eyes?

It doesn't matter.

In front of the monsters, the gods were powerless, and what they could do with their hands and eyes.

The needle-shaped pupils contracted slightly, and the monster's emotions were rarely mobilized. Although he was not interested in fighting, it would be a very pleasant thing to fight one or two after eating.

Fighting, eating, sleeping, waking up...

Unsatisfied monsters, fearless monsters, greedy and violent monsters, this is the perfect life.

Facing the problem of the monster, the new **** raised his head, and a song-like voice rang out; in the crystal day, the countless creatures also sang at the same time.

"We are humans."

"We are life."

"We are civilized."

"We are everything."

The strange voices converged into a strange singing voice. Although they had never heard it before, it was enough for everyone to understand.

"We are born, we grow, we discover the truth. We escape, we unite, we choose to face it."

Sing softly.

Those voices seem to have some kind of strange magic power, which can convey information through singing. When I heard that singing, I also saw the development history of a species accordingly.

They trudge in the freezing cold of the sky; they settle in the warmth of spring; they fight and fight with weapons made of stone and iron; they discover reason and science with their unintelligent minds.

When they flew into the sky for the first time, they cried with joy; when they circled their home star for the first time, they were shocked by the loneliness and death of this universe...

And the shock of all this is inferior to the moment when the truth is discovered.

"We were protected and grown up by our ancestors. Our destiny does not belong to a certain ethnic group or a certain star field. We shoulder the mission of the entire galaxy and the universe. That is what the ancestors expected of us."

When seeing the "fathers" in the space base who died to protect those ancient embryos, this species realized the huge mission it carried on its body.

So when the stars are all caught in chaos and war, the new species stepped onto the forefront for a sacred mission. In the eyes of so many good and unwholesome, they solemnly promised their ideals toward all the creatures in the galaxy.

‘We are the incarnation of civilization. We believe that force cannot solve any problems. War can only bring pain and death. Everyone will pay a huge and unnecessary price for this. Every civilization and species has undergone tens of thousands of years of evolution. These experiences accumulated over time are the most precious treasures. Destroying a civilization that has endured years is like burning the most precious treasures as firewood. . ’

‘We believe that in peace and cooperation, life will lead to a better future. ’

The new species is full of vigor, moving forward for a seemingly impossible goal, and humbly learning from all living things. Learn their culture, their skills, their genes, and absorb what they lack.

"Blindness and prejudice will only deceive us, humbly see everyone's strengths, and then learn from it, so we can prosper."

"So... we reached the end of the starry sky."

That song sang like this.

They learn cooperation and reproduction from insects; reason and logic from AI; chaos and disorder from demons... These often conflicting concepts are accepted by this new species with great tolerance.

Transformation, constant transformation.

Change one's own life form, change one's own social structure, change one's own conscious concept...but not only do not forget [learning].

Therefore, in these tens of thousands of years, this species has rapidly expanded to various regions, from the Milky Way to the outer river system, all the way to the end of the universe. Suddenly looking back, the creation of creation has already landed on the throne of God.

"Old snakes, we don't come to fight, we come to give gifts. We will accept you as one of us, and we will help you and solve your hunger."

The countless creatures, the creatures of the whole universe sang, sang the melodious poems.

In the face of that answer, the pupils of Orochi did not change, only showing sarcasm.

The deep laughter gradually sounded.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha... what can a group of tiny bugs do together."

At this time, Da Snake has seen through the essence of the thing in front of him.

It is not an actual living thing, but it is smarter than living things. In the long evolution, it has got rid of the primitive form of national ethnic group, and has evolved from an abstract concept to a conscious subject.

This civilization is already a living thing.

The flesh and blood of this living thing are all creatures, and all creatures form its will in the dark.

New humans, AIs, bugs, demons, or the new **** who has reached the throne from the wreckage of the gods, all of this is just its flesh and blood.

This invisible and living creature controls the entire universe and the gods in his hands.

From the perspective of the entire universe, all the actions of this civilization are the thinking of this living thing. And just now, this living creature finally sent an invitation to the big snake.

I can help you, but you should join me.

It was not the new **** who really landed on the throne, but the cosmic will who silently stared at the serpent, the big, big, magnificent, and magnificent, non-god **** beyond imagination.

Therefore, "We are human beings, we are life, we are civilization, and we are everything."

It is all living beings, it is all civilization.

But ridiculous, what does the alliance of tiny bugs do to me.

Along with the big snake's sneer, a life in the palace of Crystal Sky shook his head.

"Won't join."

This life thought, and then came to this conclusion.

Immediately, more lives around him agreed in unison.

"Won't join."

Immediately afterwards, more lives agreed.

"Won't join..."

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However, within a few seconds, the sound has spread to the entire crystal sky, and even to the entire universe, and even all the creatures in the past, future, and present.

In the end, all the creatures said unanimously.

"Won't join."

The majestic voice resounded throughout the universe, and all the creatures confirmed this, and sighed.

"Unintentional monster, unloving monster, unsatisfied, never satisfied. We gave you the key to save you, but you chose to fall deeper, no matter what, then bury it with your hunger."

All the creatures were talking, and the words resounded like songs throughout the universe.

And the only response to them was the huge beam of light from the eyes of the big snake.

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