The war, in which all the higher civilizations in the material universe joined, lasted less than 100 hours, and the main string closest to the war area collapsed due to overload.

Almost every intelligent life with observation ability can clearly see that in the stable cycle of the multi-dimensional universe, there is a huge gap that can not be filled or repaired at all.

Around this gap, whether it is material, energy or anything else, there are strange distortions.

No one knows what happened inside, let alone how serious the consequences are.

The only thing the masters know is that they have no way back. Either they solve the Challenger who tries to overthrow the old order and crush all the other\'s dreams and ambitions, or they are turned into a group of sad losers and swept into the garbage of history.

insane!

ruin!

despair!

Most of the participants in the war could not even feel the pain before they died. They were crushed by intensive attacks as soon as they entered the range of the other party\'s weapon system.

Here, all skills, tactics and strategies are useless. Some are just the most primitive, barbaric and pure frontal collision.

Countless higher civilizations that dominate one side have suffered heavy losses, while others have completely lost all their armed forces.

The severity of the war was far beyond everyone\'s expectation.

But interestingly, as the two sides initiating the war, neither Zhang Cheng nor the masters have the slightest intention to participate.

In this way, they watched their cannon fodder consume each other from a distance and waited patiently for the best opportunity to intervene

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"It\'s incredible! The war damage ratio between the enemy and US has reached an amazing 1:300000!" a master looked at the report sent by his hand and his face was full of incredible expression.

You should know that almost no civilization qualified to receive the call of the masters is weak.

But now, these powerful higher civilizations have been crushed by a group of darentes who have just entered the interstellar age.

you \'re right!

It\'s rolling!

It takes almost a whole space fleet to destroy an enemy magic warship.

"Those dark blue mysterious liquids are too troublesome! We must find a way to get rid of them, otherwise the attack is no different from suicide." another master frowned and expressed his view.

Where he looked, tens of thousands of magic warships were forming a half arc. The launcher originally used to attack at the front end was now laying a large dark blue isolation belt along the front in an extremely slow way.

Whether it is an energy weapon or a physical strike, 100% will be intercepted and eventually fall into an eternal freezing state.

Only at the moment of canceling the protection and launching a counterattack can the fleet dominated by the masters have the opportunity to cross the separation zone and destroy the enemy warships behind.

But the price is that they bear 300000 times higher death and loss than the enemy.

If the darentes don\'t take the initiative to withdraw the isolation belt, they don\'t even know if they can cause even a little damage to the enemy.

Nothing is more hopeless than fighting a war in which there is no hope of victory.

Even the masters can clearly feel how desperate those fleet commanders who take the initiative to attack are.

Just as they carefully observed these mysterious dark blue liquids, as if to find some flaws, a familiar figure suddenly appeared at the door.

"Afya? How did you come back!" the first master\'s eyes showed surprise.

After all, in the minds of most masters, the "messenger" has probably been killed, or brutally tortured and imprisoned, and has not been able to come back alive.

"Is there any need to ask? Of course he let me back." afya replied expressionless.

I don\'t know if it\'s an illusion. Every master present suddenly felt that she seemed a little strange and different from the original.

"Who is he?"

The master with an incurable scar on his face took the lead in raising the issues that we are most concerned about.

"He? He is... He is..."

The expression on afya\'s face suddenly began to become tangled and painful. At the same time, there was a dark blue halo in her eyes, and the whole person trembled uncontrollably.

"No! Get away!"

Undoubtedly aware of the danger, a master shouted loudly and directly tore into the space regardless of the life and death of his men.

Next second

Bang!

The dazzling blue light burst in the center of the warship, which gathered the most advanced technology in the material universe!

It covers the command system of the master and the whole huge Starfleet.

No accidents!

They all became motionless living sculptures in an instant. Only no more than three fast-moving guys escaped the disaster and stood in the distance staring at the area that had been completely frozen.

"No! No! No! No! No! I... what have I done?!"

Afya, the only one standing unharmed at the center of the explosion, opened her mouth and inspected her surroundings, with her hands shaking uncontrollably.

She had no idea what had happened to her and why she had not been affected by the blue liquid.

Before the female master could recover from the shock, a ghostly figure came out directly behind her, smashed the frozen masters one by one at a lightning speed, and then sealed the broken limbs into the prepared container.

After all this, afya realized that the other party was not someone else, but Zhang Cheng, who had a physical conflict with herself in the palace not long ago.

"What did you do to me?! why can\'t I remember at all?" the female master asked with gnashing teeth.

"Me? I just helped you make a complete separation from the past. From now on, you are my man."

Zhang Cheng stretched out a hand and gently stroked each other\'s cheek. His eyes never left the masters who escaped from death in the distance.

He was sure that after this sudden attack, the order of the old era had collapsed.

When all higher civilizations realize that the master is no longer the highest life in the material universe, they are bound to submit to their new ruler.

But no one will know that Zhang Chenggen did not intend to be a ruler.

On the contrary, he has a higher goal and pursuit, that is to become the creator of the whole new universe.

The dusk of the old era has come to an end, and the dawn of the new era is about to rise