Chapter 1409: Destroyed Billions of Times

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Just as countless question marks appeared in the depths of Meng Chao’s soul.

The ancient battlefield in front of him underwent another shocking change.

Tens of thousands of dancing crystal butterflies adjusted their wings to a subtle angle.

A large number of colorful light spots appeared on their wings and gathered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The light spots became brighter and brighter, like a surging ocean of light.

One after another, crystal battle fortresses slowly floated from the surface of the Earth and flew out of the atmosphere, joining the ranks of the crystal array.

There were not many Ancients below the atmosphere.

A silent hom shook the entire galaxy.

The ocean of light exploded.

Thousands of thick light pillars were like thousands of long swords that were surrounded by electric arcs and burned to thousands of degrees, stabbing fiercely at the planet that was covered with tentacles and flagella.

Huge light balls suddenly bulged on the surface of the planet, like crystal-clear tumors.

All the flesh towers, the ancient vicious beasts that formed the towers one after another, the super-large nests that gave birth to ancient vicious beasts, and the things that connected to all the nests that were hidden deep underground, like nerves and brains… All of them were burning fiercely under the

rampage of the infinite radiance.

‘That scene made Meng Chao think of the game in which Wan Tong held a magnifying glass, focused the sunlight, and ignited the ants.

Of course, the scale of this incomparably cruel game in front of him was billions of times larger than using a magnifying glass to ignite the ants.

Under the illumination of the infinite radiance, the carbon-based life forms on the ground were quickly massacred and turned into ashes. Not even a single remnant was left.

Even the life seeds hidden deep underground had been wiped out by 99%.

‘When the light balls broke one by one, the shock waves that were released were observed from the atmosphere like circles of faint ripples.

However, from the ground perspective, the shock waves were like burning hurricanes. They were spreading out in all directions at a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour.

The ‘ripples’ collided with each other and set off waves on the surface of the planet. They continued to destroy the survivors of the first round of space-based orbit strikes.

The shock wave even triggered the tectonic changes and extreme climate eruptions on the surface of the planet.

In the hundreds or even thousands of years that followed, earthquakes, floods, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, acid rain for hundreds of years, and all kinds of natural disasters fell on the world that was almost burnt into an extra-large glass ball.

Just like that, the planet was ‘purified.’

After such brutal destruction or purification, it seemed impossible for the planet to give birth to any intelligent life that was powerful enough to threaten the Ancients in a short period of time.

However, the spirit energy that was hidden deep underground was also sealed under the surface that was burnt into a glass shell.

Meng Chao saw that a large number of crystal butterflies had been broken down from the Dyson Sphere that enveloped the planet.

They opened their ‘solar sails’ to the maximum and formed a magnificent crystal fleet that flew toward the periphery of the galaxy.

In the boundless universe, it was like a cluster of spores that were fluttering and shining in the wind.

Then, the spores disappeared.

It was like it had drifted into an invisible gap in the depths of the universe.

It seemed that the soul-stirring ancient war had finally come to an end with the victory and departure of the Ancients.

Perhaps, when the planet gradually cooled down, the glass shell that sealed the surface of the earth cracked and spirit energy gushed out again.

The Ancients would return.

They would come back to continue absorbing spirit energy and harvesting life.

But it was unknown whether it was an illusion or not.

Meng Chao had seemingly seen that right before the Ancients launched their devastating attack of space-based orbital weapons.

‘A tower of flesh and blood, which was the tentacles and flagella that the planet itself was crazily waving, had already rushed out of the horizon and touched the crystal array that enveloped the planet.

It had also stabbed a certain ‘crystal butterfly’ lightly.

‘The war was not over yet.

Life would always find a way out.

In the seemingly dead glass sphere.

The seed of life was still quietly growing, evolving, struggling, trying to break through the indestructible barrier with all sorts of methods. It broke through to the ground, facing the sky, and issuing an unyielding battle cry.

With the departure of the ancient fleet, Meng Chao’s vision returned to the Mother of Origin.

More accurately, it was the seed of life that gave birth to the Mother of Origin.

Dark, cold, narrow, suffocated, unable to move.

That was all it felt.

However, that was not the hardest part.

It was monotonous, boring, and unspeakable loneliness that lasted for billions of years.

It thirsted for change, for something new, for endless possibilities, for bringing some small… chaos to this unchanging world, to this universe that would eventually come to a standstill and freeze.

It began to try.

It tried to grow new tentacles and flagella from the cracks in the underground rock layers.

Although compared to the flesh towers formed by billions of ancients beasts during the ancient war era, which were like limbs that grew from the planet itself, the tentacles and flagella were now billions of times thinner, they were just insignificant clusters of mycelium.

But in these mycelium, there were still infinite possibilities of life.

‘The mycelium danced.

After the apocalypse, the global natural disasters that had lasted for thousands of years patiently collected various elements such as carbon, hydrogen, oxygen, nitrogen, phosphorus, and sulfur.

These elements were then used to form single biomolecules such as amino acids, purines, and pyrimidines.

Soon, biological polymers such as polypeptides and polynucleotides were born one after another.

With these single molecules and polymers as the most basic ‘parts’, many strange primitive cells were recreated.

The primitive cells that were just born were extremely simple, weak, and ugly.

They could not be compared to their ancestors, the mother that once controlled the entire planet, or even a small monster that was born from the Mother.

Even so, the Mother of Origin’s predecessor failed countless times.

That was because, at that time, it did not have true consciousness and intelligence.

It was even difficult to determine if it could be considered as real life.

‘The so-called process of “creating life” was just a simple arrangement of countless amino acids, purines, pyrimidines, polypeptides, polynucleotides… and then the exhaustive method, it was only repeated billions of times.

99.99% of the attempts failed.

Single molecules and polymers that were not simply kneaded together could not be combined organically at all. Very soon, they were torn apart and turned into nothingness.

It was the thing that had just been born, which could barely be called “Life.”Before the cell membrane had evolved and stabilized, it had been attacked by volcanoes, floods, acid rain, and earthquakes and died early, it had returned to dust.

But it did not matter.

Even if it had been destroyed billions of times.

As long as it had been tried enough, it would have been destroyed billions of times more.

Life could create miracles.

Thus, under the dance of the countless seeds of life, or Eggs of Chaos scattered in the depths of the Earth in the Mother’s body.

Blue algae was born.

The grapefruit was born.

The trilobites were born.

The Nautilus was born.

The sea lily, ostracoda, isocarps, bony fish, and all kinds of vertebrates were born.

Although the vast majority of primitive life structure is quite simple, or even error-ridden, destined to not be able to stand out from the cruel competition of natural selection, survival of the fittest.

But this does not mean that their existence is meaningless.

On the path of evolution.

There were no billions of ‘failures’.

It was impossible to accumulate the extremely precious and only ‘success’ that remained.

Moreover, it was precisely the corpses of these ‘failed species’ that covered the surface of the planet that had been burnt into glass shells by the ancients.

It allowed this desolate, monotonous, desolate, lonely, dull, and lifeless world to regain its various forms and be full of vitality. Although it was chaotic and cruel, it contained boundless hope and endless possibilities.

The scene of all living things bursting forth in front of him could not help but remind Meng Chao of the process of human reproduction.

When mankind was preparing to create life.

The seed of life that contained a huge gene pool would not only be prepared for one seed.

Instead, there would be trillions of seeds of life starting at the same time. In the end, only one seed of life would be able to reach the other shore smoothly and achieve positive results.

The remaining trillions of life seeds that lost one life seed all failed, were eliminated and were destroyed.

However, who could say that their failure and destruction were meaningless?

‘Without the repeated attempts and continuous impacts of trillions of life seeds, how could the only life seed advance on the path of evolution and continuously climb to a higher peak?

The scene of billions of life seeds chasing each other and competing with each other made Meng Chao think of the countless different versions of himself he had seen on his path to the deity realm. Or rather, his countless paths of the future were like crystal-clear tadpoles, constantly colliding,

competing, and sprinting.

“Why are there two different futures?

“clearly remember that in my previous life, Iwas a tiny ghost assassin. Although I infiltrated the Land of Holy Light and carried out various missions of hiding, assassinating, sabotaging, and rescuing, because I was heavily injured in high school and joined the Black Skull Training Camp, I was too old to

begin my official training. I didn’t have any achievements in the end, and being able to break through to the One-star Spirit Tattoo Realm was my limit.

“Until the end of the world, I was still a big-headed soldier, an unknown third-rate expert. Not to mention the leader of the resistance, I had never been an official higher than the leader of the group.

“But…

“What about the sounds, the pictures, and the new memory pieces that are completely different from the past?

“In this brand-new nightmare, I seem to have been captured together with my younger sister Bai Jiacao into the blood union that should have been destroyed a long time ago.

“She encountered something even scarier than turning into the Dark Witch.

“And I inherited her power and became… the Doomsday Blade?

“It hurts. My head hurts.

“Which of these two futures is real and which is fake?

“No, there are more than two.

“In the process of breaking through to the god-level, I vaguely saw that in one of the futures, I became a half-human, half-scorpion monster. In the other futures, I seemed to become the leader of a mega corporation, dominating the world, not to mention how awe-inspiring it was. Also, there is another

future that is even more ridiculous. I actually became the supreme priest of the Holy Light Temple, and even a ninth-circle mage has to bow respectfully at my feet. Is there a mistake? This is too much!

“Of course, 99% of the way to the future, I’m just an ordinary citizen, engaged in boring work, living a monotonous life, muddleheaded, living until I’m devoured by monsters, torn apart by magic, or the day of the apocalypse.

“Thousands of futures, which one is real and which one is fake?”

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