This time, she barely saw the appearance of this world.

All the physical laws that have been surveyed by intelligent creatures in humans and even the universe are meaningless here. They are completely confused from far, near, up, down, left and right. Objects that exceed the common sense of three-dimensional biological geometry are everywhere. These geometric bodies transcend the framework of mathematical dimensions. Nothing here is eternal and unchanging, and the movement of objects has no rules. She saw several planet-sized spheres moving slowly in the ether waves, and those planets are constantly eroded under the action of ether energy. Climate changes, the earth cracks, and the atmosphere may become an ocean in the next second, and then return to its original state. Cause and effect relationship does not hold true in this world, which means that the time of this world is not linear. There is no color in this world. She understands that the colors she sees are just imaginations that can be accepted by self-cognition, and the indescribable eternal unknown is a horror that she will never understand in this life.

No one can describe the sky, the colors of flowers, plants and rivers to a born blind man, nor can anyone describe the horror of the outer dimension to those who have not witnessed this hell with his own eyes. Even if all human writers use the most brilliant pen and ink in their lives to describe the world on parchment, then those words can only appear as barren, or even accurately summarize the scene of the world. The word "accurate" has nothing to do with this dimension, because there is nothing to be called "accurate", and everything here exceeds the most crazy imagination of humans on earth. This universe, which seems to be a crazy fantasy of mental patients and addicts who burn serotonin receptors to the fifth plateau, is impossible to describe any landscape of this world, even the crazy Dada artists cannot describe any of the world. All humans who are trying to explore this world are as ridiculous as two-dimensional creatures that seek bullet holes in the Sagittarius hypothesis.

Only ignorance is the most powerful protection in the face of this world. Jiaying felt a headache when she was exposed to a little bit of the mystery of the deep space of the universe, and her spirit was almost collapsed. But the arrival of stars changed everything. The stable, orderly floating island extended out of her feet, and the white marble square was generated and combined at her feet. The chaotic etheric energy was still eroding the land of the floating island, but the rare order still made people feel at ease. Jiaying saw the emperor use his own power to build a magnificent golden palace, and the high spire building complex penetrated into the etheric wave above her head, and used the roaring thunder to disperse the whisper, as if a god standing in the storm.

“This is a temporary measure.”

Jiaying did not see the emperor speak, she heard the emperor's voice in her brain. In fact, she didn't know where the emperor was at this moment. She only knew that there were huge stars hanging above her head, and every beam of light seemed to be the incarnation of the emperor. Once all the spiritual energy entities formed in this dimension were burned into the purest spiritual energy and completely disappeared. In this world, the shape of the material universe is not important.

"You do not have the ability and wisdom to explore the mystery of this world with me, but you must know the real threats we face, and you can also see the dilemma of Attilan from this dimension."

Jiaying didn't speak, and her just stable spirit and will did not support her doing so.

She agreed with the emperor. If possible, she would not even want to stay here for a second. She knew that some people would rather die after looking at the sky than bow their heads forever. This idea can be summarized as "I will die in the morning and evening." However, at this moment she just wanted to tell those people that some things were not known. She saw that the aircraft that escaped from the planets dragged into this dimension had been spent tens of millions of years in just a few seconds, becoming decayed, and limbs and organs grew from smooth steel.

This is definitely not a normal phenomenon.

The distance between the vast space - perhaps above the head, or ahead. Jiaying was not sure, her only reference system was the star and the magnificent building complex. But in this terrible world, even the magnificent palaces far exceeding all the buildings on the earth seemed small - the huge vortex was slowly turning, the center of the vortex was dirty and disgusting, and the light was very dazzling. A huge, semi-illusory existence deep in the center of the vortex, it constantly changed, and its size was lengthened, like a piece of pigment falling into flowing water, surrounded by countless small spiritual entities making noises.

They waved their deformed limbs, howled wildly, and desperately grabbed the animals that were gushing out of the vortex.

At first, Jiaying couldn't see what that thing was, but as her thoughts became clear, the distance between her and the vortex began to shorten. Jiaying didn't notice how long it took her to get close, maybe a second, a moment, or even a hundred years. When she saw what was gushing out of the vortex, these questions could be ignored. She saw translucent objects with human and alien faces caught by horror monsters near the vortex, and they grabbed them and tore them into pieces and swallowed them in one bite. They swallowed, and the more twisted the monster in the center of the vortex, the more noisy the other monsters were - this scene reminded Jiaying of the time she was with Carl Johnson. Although Carl Johnson was not superstitious, his birth environment determined that he believed in Protestantism, so he often told stories from the Bible to Jiaying.

Jiaying believes that the scenes she sees are described in the Bible, and that things are the human souls.

She did not find that only one human soul guarded by the monsters was not attacked.

"My Guard once hunted for a projection of that monster in the material universe, that was, it happened in Attilan. Now it will truly descend in the material universe, bringing terrifying massacre and blood. I really want to stop all this, but there is no time or cause and effect in this dimension. When we observe now, it has already descended to the material universe, because when it does this, we can only observe its changes, just like Schrödinger's cat. It can even be said that it had already descended to the material universe before it does this. It is the real enemy of the Battle of Attilan. The aliens are just appetizers. The lives that have passed away in the war will help the monster be born in the material plane."

Jiaying didn't know what Schrödinger's cat was, so the emperor sent her a memory and her own understanding. This knowledge did not involve the observer effect of quantum mechanics. Jiaying, who has basic logical thinking ability, could quickly understand the relationship between half-life and cats.

"This is the trap this has set for me, but the Battle of Atiran must be started. Now I can still choose the battlefield rather than letting this happen on the earth, occupying a part of the initiative and minimizing the harm. Even if it means that more than 100,000 lives will disappear as a result, it will be better than being forced to kill millions of human beings. This is the reality I face, and the basic principles of making decisions are helpless."

"The two evils are the least."

"Yes."

The gate of the magnificent palace hundreds of meters high slowly opened, and the emperor with a gun and a sword walked out of it.

The distance was a bit far before, and Jiaying couldn't find much wrong, but as the emperor walked towards her, she found that the emperor's height was constantly expanding, just like when he met the steel giant before. Jiaying recalled the emperor's teachings, but she could not do whatever she wanted as she wanted in her dreams. The emperor stood beside Jiaying, looking down at the vortex in the distance - Jiaying found that she was not as tall as the emperor's combat boots - then the giant wearing golden armor raised a golden spear, like a solidified thunder. He threw the spear out with force, and the golden lightning instantly hit the giant monster in the center of the vortex. The current emitted violently completely destroyed the surrounding spiritual entity, releasing his surging anger.

He strides towards the dark vortex, and the white marble square continues to extend under his feet.

"The box has not been opened yet, and I can do interference."

This is the last sentence Jiaying heard before waking up.

When Maximus opened his eyes again, he discovered a whole new world.

Priestess Peili looked at him quietly with a respectful look, and all the believers knelt on the ground to worship him. Maximus didn't remember how he stood on this high platform, put on this ugly crown, and supernatural flames burned over his head. But this didn't matter at this moment, and he never felt so good. He felt his mind could sweep away everyone in front of him, including the civilians and enemies in the upper deck, and he felt his body full of strength, as if he could stretch out his hand.

The fingers could break the steel. At this moment, he could touch the deck that was originally located at a high place with just stretching out his hand. He saw himself reflected in the eyes of the priestess Peilil. Several bone spurs rose from his skull to form a burning crown. The muscles were full of strength all over his body, and the deep purple eyes emitted a deep glory. He grinned, squeezed out hot steam from his sharp teeth, and then bent down to merge with the bone spurs that pierced the skin and nails into sharp claws, cutting a wound on the chest of the priestess Peilil.

At this moment, she was still not wearing clothes, and the filth of intercourse was still sliding down.

Joy was soon replaced by glory. The pure bloodlines that the Forgotten Sects have been arduously passed down for generations have played their due role at this moment. Priestess Peili endured the branded pain on her chest with the expression of a martyr. Since she had self-awareness, the only education she received was the sect's goal, that is, to become the sacred marriage of the savior of the Forgotten Sect and guide him to convert to the power of external dimensions. She clearly saw that she was not having sex with Maximus, but with an angel of external dimensions. The angel had descended to the oracle and blessed the savior of the Forgotten Sect. Maximus, who was born in the Atiran royal family, has now merged with the angels and with the gods. Maximus' will is the will of the gods.

The coat of arms on her chest is the mark given by the power of the external dimension, and is the supreme glory that the sect longs for countless years and has not yet obtained by planning thousands of conspiracies. The priestess Peili feels regretful for those idiots who abandon their faith, and hates those pagans who reject the glory of the gods and instead worship the absurd legends of the Kree.

After doing this, a burst of anger appeared out of thin air.

Maximus suddenly grabbed the priestess and threw it aside. He stared at the believers below with angry eyes. They all knew nothing about what happened. Except for some insane idiots, the giant majority of people were quiet, even the priestess Peili and the stupid Alpha Primitive. "Drinke these blood." Maximus was unaware of his inexplicable voice at this moment, "You will gain the power you have never had in the past. Yes, don't waste a drop of blood...you will become healthy and strong..."

The Black Bat King, who was urgently recalled again, looked sadly at the Centaur clan psychics.

Almost all the psychics in the settlements showed the same symptoms regardless of their ability. They screamed, they sang, they talked nonsense about the legend that something was about to be born, they shouted and prayed for death. The tranquilizers lost their effect, and the medical staff could only tie up the onset of the psychics firmly and transferred from the temporary medical department in the Genetic Council Hall - the Royal Guards took their own initiative and arranged these psychics to prison - the Black Bat King wanted to stop him, but the captain of the royal guard claimed that these psychics were in poor condition, and it was very likely that these people were crazy and would cause a lot of trouble to the medical staff. Now only some soldiers need to be sent to take care of the psychics and let the medical staff treat the wounded.

"What the hell is going on?"

The Black Bat King looked around and found that no one could answer his question.

The Centaur clan mistress shook her head, and the villain clan and the ghost clan mistress also had no answers.

"It's not a coincidence, your majesty." The captain of the royal guard hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to tell the Black Bat King what he had been hiding. Including but not limited to the sects that were rampant in the lower production deck, and the strange psychic wizard leader he encountered when he led the team to clean up during King Agon. "We all know the terribleness of witchcraft." The captain of the royal guard glanced at the mistress of the Centaur clan. In addition to the Kimirian clan and the civilian clan, the Centaur clan had the largest number of psychics. "If the wizards say the same thing together, then this thing can be called a prophecy."

The Black Bat King was shocked by his childishness. He had never thought about the situation of the lower class A production class before. He had never been there, nor had he met the Alpha Primitives who worked, nor did he know where to suppress the rebellion. Since he took power, no one had told him the truth about the lower deck, as if everyone had tacitly kept it from him, wanting to let him sit on the throne and issue orders - he turned his eyes to the royal members, and almost everyone refused to look at him - at this moment, the Black Bat King wanted to sigh. He felt angry, sad, and painful, because the people he once thought could be trusted seemed to become untrustworthy, and everyone united to cheat power from him.

"It's not that I don't want to report to you, Your Majesty."

The Black Bat nodded to the captain of the royal guard.
Chapter completed!