Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Chapter 4805

"The Druckers, however, have grown and evolved over the long years! They devour energy, devour civilization, and devour destiny itself."

"No matter how many times they are sealed away, they will return."

"No matter how many times they are suppressed, they will reappear."

"And every time you survive a desperate situation, you become stronger!"

"That's what makes them so terrifying."

"Then, what about the dragons?"

Bai Longzi's voice lowered, carrying a sense of suppressed panic.

"Didn't we dragons seal them away with our own hands in the ancient war? Why should we perish? Even if the Druk people are reborn, they will not be able to fully awaken in the material world!"

Fuxi sighed slowly, his voice seemingly coming from the end of time and space.

“Yuanmo, the Drucker is not life, but the opposite law (BUG) of the universe.”

"They do not belong to existence, but to necessity. As long as the material world exists, they will almost never die completely."

"They are like the shadows of the universe, they can't disappear."

Zhang Yi once used a metaphor to describe Drucker.

If the universe is a living organism, then life forms are like the metabolism of cells.

And Drucker is like cancer cells.

Cancer cells are cancer cells that refuse to die naturally according to the laws of nature, but choose to live indefinitely, preferring to fight to the death with the Creator.

"And the dragons—we are merely an orderly race created by the Creator for balance. Order is finite; chaos is eternal."

"The Drukians who have reappeared before us in this era are far more powerful than those we sealed away two hundred million years ago with all our might!"

"So our mission has ended, which is why I place my hopes on the sixth generation of humans."

"I hope to find a way to break the deadlock from them."

Bai Longzi's clear eyes trembled violently, and his fair fists clenched involuntarily.

He couldn't refute it because he knew Fuxi wouldn't lie.

This ancestor, who has existed for 200 million years, has never uttered a wrong word.

However, this conclusion struck him like a thunderbolt.

"So, is the fate of the dragon race truly unchangeable?"

Fuxi's gaze slowly shifted to the cave entrance, the direction in which Zhang Yi and Yang Xinxin had left.

"Perhaps there is still a chance."

Bai Longzi was taken aback. He followed Fuxi's gaze and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"them?"

Fuxi nodded, his voice low but with a faint light shining through it.

"They are beings outside of fate."

"First, they underwent the baptism of the Ihen Clan's spiritual ocean—a power that is closest to the origin of creation for higher intelligent beings, which has already made their souls transcend the scope of ordinary six generations."

"Secondly, the birth of the sixth generation of humans was originally designed by the creator Kagago to prepare for the fight against the Druk people."

“You call them human beings, but in the higher language of the universe, they can also be called—the correctors of the laws of the universe.”

Immune cells.

That's roughly the idea: Kagago needs to pay the price for the mistake of creating the Drukians.

Higher-dimensional life forms cannot directly descend into this world; they can only tentatively create one new race after another.

Until the Druks are completely wiped out.

However, Fuxi's tone suddenly became deep, and even the steam from the hot spring seemed to freeze for a moment.

"but--"

"I'm not 100% sure."

"As for that little guy named Zhang Yi, all I can see about his future is chaos."

"It was a fog that even I couldn't see through."

"This shows that he is not subject to the cycle of fate."

Bai Longzi froze, staring at Zhang Yi in disbelief.

"Outside of fate? Doesn't that mean he can't even control the Creator?"

Bai Longzi suddenly remembered that Zhang Yi had said before that he was a reborn person.

Bai Longzi initially didn't take it seriously.