Four months are very long and very short.

No matter how hard you prepare, the appetite of war monsters will never be satisfied. As the cosmic tide approaches, the second world, the third world, and even the incomplete low-level world are turbulent together. A large number of ships flock to the second world, towards the base camp of Husha, Boca, and humanity. These three races have become the top civilizations in the universe today. They are also the hope of many allies.

No one doesn't want to live. When the Gate of Eternal Destiny becomes the last escape route, then whoever can dominate there will be the savior.

A weak civilization has no right, and can only rely on the strong and desire a little bit of the residue after victory.

Before we knew it, the universe fell into chaos again, just like the chaotic era ten thousand years ago. The only difference is that the war at that time was the enemy of the Crodill clan. But now, there are three civilizations that support each other. No one knows who is the winner, and people pray for the future in a confused destiny...

At this moment, the main star of the Sand Clan.

Capreton.

Saros was walking into the huge palace with two men. He knelt on one knee in front of the throne. On the throne, the "king" of the throne was still in a lazy attitude, holding a wine glass in one hand and leaning on his chin in the other. He looked at the "seeds" selected from the three tribes. His eyes narrowed.

"You know the significance of this synchronization. The Sand tribe does not need losers."

"Yes." The other two men answered, but Saros couldn't say anything.

"Saros, do you have any comments?"

"No. My King." Saros stroked his chest with one hand, showing his absolute obedience. The king looked at him silently for a while. Then nodded. "Synchronous starts in seven hours. You two go, Saros stays."

"Yes." The two men saluted and walked out.

In the hall, only Saros was still quietly kneeling on the ground, and the cloak behind him slowly spread out like the ocean...

Wang looked at him silently and rubbed his fingers slightly on the wine glass.

Silence. Absolute silence. Even the sound of breathing disappeared. Both of them kept their posture like this, as if they had forgotten everything. On the walls of the palace, some people appeared, and they immediately retreated after taking a look. A faint laughter came from the walls.

"Do you know? I never thought of restraining you." I don't know how long it took, but Wang finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

Saros was still silent, like a wooden sculpture.

Wang sighed, put down the wine glass, and rubbed his eyebrows. "Maybe, there is no need for us to talk like this. But I hope you know that in this universe, no one is free. We, the Sand tribe... especially..."

"It's like... Crodill..."

Saros finally made a move. "I think. This is a nonsense."

"Very good, I know this is a nonsense." Wang smiled slightly, stretched his body backwards, and leaned comfortably on the throne. "But the conversation always has to start. And I think this sentence is very meaningful to us."

"Because Crodill's yesterday is our tomorrow."

"We are all products of Alpha. Alpha has always created us, dominated us, and killed us. Our lives are like those chess pieces. We have never truly awakened. So do you still think your experience is miserable? You are worried about the constraints in your body, but we are not restrained? The universe is a cage. We have never been free."

Wang whispered. "So, we want to break it."

"This not only requires the efforts of us, the Boka people, human beings, but also you and all the efforts of life."

"Don't think it's a meaningless slogan. In fact... it's more real than you think."

Speaking of this, Wang smiled bitterly. "Didn't you always want to know where your bloodline comes from? Go, Saros, complete this mission and you will get the answer. This is my promise to you."

"……………” Saros said nothing for a long time, then stood up and saluted.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard Wang say again. "Is it okay to let Lilith be your bride?"

"I will do my best," Saros replied, and walked out of the hall without looking back.

Looking at his back, Wang's eyes drooped down and his fingers trembled slightly. After a while, he picked up the wine glass next to him and drank it all.

"I'm sorry, my child."

"The Celestial tribe needs sacrifice..."

The realm of sand, endless void.

The Queen of War was quietly suspended, surrounded by countless warships of Sand. Saros and two other companions were sent to a chamber of the Queen of God. Then they saw the modulation nest that had been prepared for a long time. Unlike the semi-life modulation nest of the Sand tribe, the modulation nest here is completely composed of biological tissues, and the part that forms the nest is a transparent film. Saros had been waiting outside for a long time and said to the three.

"You have already told you the precautions. What you need to do is to accept the consciousness of the Queen Mother in the modulation nest and perform high synchronization. During the synchronization process, your body will accept the modulation of the Queen Mother and implant corresponding strengthening cells. If it goes well, you will get rid of the current level and enter a new stage. I think you know what that is..."

"Yes!" the other two men replied, with a crazy look in their eyes.

Divine Realm Level…

The legendary supreme existence.

Perhaps they are not considered true divine realms for the ancient legends. But they are new creations that have set a shortcut for the Glory Clan. The principle is to extract cell samples from the powerful divine realms for cultivation, thereby creating a body equivalent to the divine realm. Because the body itself contains cosmic rules, it is not much different from the legendary divine realm level. The only disadvantage is that it is difficult to control. In fact, this body itself is a contradictory collective and is in a state of collapse at any time. Only a truly powerful spirit can unify it and form the power of the divine realm level.

And this spiritual level is definitely not something that can be achieved by the black hole level. They need the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother's mental power is almost infinite, and it is the most powerful spiritual individual within the known range. Because the Queen Mother itself is a large collection of various strengthening cells, it is impossible to act without absolute spirit. Therefore, in terms of spiritual control, the entire universe is incomparable.

What the Shar tribe needs to do is to send the most outstanding elites in the tribe here and integrate them with the spirit of the Queen Mother.

In their words, it is the same as the "engagement".

However, whether the "agreement" can be successful depends on the tolerance of the mother and the material. This standard of combining the lowest combination also requires black hole-level materials, so the cost is that the Sand tribe may not bear it.

Now, the three materials that accept the "Agreement" of the Queen Mother have come here, who will become the Queen Mother's favorite?

Sapos looked at the young man in front of him with a expressionless face, and then raised his chin to the modulation nest next to him.

"Get in. Lucky people."
Chapter completed!