629: Chapter 681 The True Purpose of Disorder!

The United Nations Hall.

At the head of the hall, the five nobles stood up in unison.

Their masks were filled with shock.

"The game's rewards are all disorderly..."

"Doesn't that mean..."

An Ke (Kuku): "I want to know, from the birth of the game until now, exactly how many civilizations have participated?"

"And how many civilizations have been destroyed?"

The five nobles, including Fama, Tike, and Dainike, fell into a deep silence.

Because the number was too large to count.

"Good grief, doesn't that mean we've been handing knives to the Disorderly Existence all these years?"

"Damn it, we should have thought of this sooner."

At this moment, Qieno's eyes swept deeply across all the humans present.

He said in a heavy voice, "An Ke, Blue Star has also received rewards from the game."

An Ke shook his head and said, "It's fine. Those civilizations that haven't been destroyed are unlikely to have problems."

"Because this is within the Ordered Universe."

"Every life is born from the source."

"If the disorder within their bodies was going to cause problems, it would have happened long ago."

"Since no problems have arisen so far, none will arise in the future."

It's like code; even if there are many errors, as long as it runs normally, it's good code.

Once you try to change or fix it, that's when problems are likely to occur.

Of course! Since problems exist, something will definitely go wrong one day.

But before that day comes, An Ke will handle it in advance.

The source can purify all errors of disorder.

An Ke had felt something was off before, and now he finally understood what it was.

The reason the Disorderly Existence wants to seize the source isn't that controlling it would allow them to destroy the Ordered Universe and make it collapse back into a singularity.

It's because the source can disrupt its invasion of the Ordered Universe and can purify everything.

And the game isn't for seizing the source either; it's a giant cage to trap the source inside.

This way, once the disorderly origin breaks out in the real world, there will be no one to purify it.

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Tike and the other nobles listened to An Ke's words, the expressions beneath their masks shifting wildly.

"In other words, the information we deciphered was fake..."

Fama clenched his fists.

They had thought that after deciphering the information, they knew the truth of everything.

They didn't expect the truth to be the exact opposite.

That deciphered information was merely a misdirection provided by the enemy.

"An Ke, hurry up and clear the game. We will hold the line in reality first."

The True Gods decided to take action.

In the 108 Realms, the number of civilizations that have participated in the game over the years is at least in the millions, if not more.

And those civilizations that vanished because they lost the game account for at least 99 percent.

After all, there is only one winner, while there are many losers.

For each round of the Civilization Game, there is only one slot for a civilization.

All other civilizations are destroyed.

These destroyed civilizations are the channels the Disorderly Existence uses to invade the Ordered Universe.

The Universe, Joint Committee.

At the head, several noble Joint Committee members took a deep breath.

"I never imagined that all these years, we've been pushing our Ordered Universe toward destruction, bit by bit."

The game doesn't choose civilization contestants on its own.

It's the nobles who are choosing.

Simply because they thought it was interesting to use a 'game' to replace conflicts between nobles.

This approach was indeed effective.

It prevented God-level nobles from damaging the Ordered Universe and stopped the senseless loss of resources.

But it had planted an ultimate bomb.

The key point was that this was discovered by that young man.

If not for him, the nobles would still be watching the live stream.

Thinking that as long as the game was cleared, the Ordered Universe would be fine.

Since the game is a cage specifically designed for the source, how could An Ke possibly clear it?

The Disorderly Existence would certainly not let him clear it...

At the head, several Joint Committee members collected their thoughts.

They said in heavy voices:

"All nobles, hear my command!"

Below, the expressions beneath the masks of all the nobles became solemn.

This involved the very survival of the Ordered Universe.

"Each noble is responsible for their own domain. Defuse the bombs we planted with our own hands over the years."

"In passing, let the civilizations capable of interstellar travel join the effort."

The number of nobles was ultimately small.

With other civilizations joining forces, the efficiency would be much faster.

"Understood!"

The nobles responded in unison.

Then everyone stood up and flew off toward the domains in all directions.

They had to find the bombs they had planted over the years and then defuse them.

On the Blue Star side.

Every nation also began to mobilize personnel to start an interstellar war.

The twelve warp-capable space carriers funded by nobles like Fama and Tike served as the main force, with thirty-six Interstellar Warships as support.

They formed humanity's first Space Fleet.

Manning these behemoths required over a hundred thousand people.

And the power these behemoths could unleash was comparable to the Chief Steward, a Sequence Nine demigod.

War.

It should have been a heavy word.

However, many people signed up to participate, almost to the point of involving the entire population.

At this moment, it wasn't just a battle for all of Blue Star.

It was a battle for the entire universe.

If they lost, there would be nothing but death.

Death for the entire universe and all of humanity.

Furthermore, after watching the live stream for so long, the audience had long been unable to contain themselves.

They were dying to fight alongside An Ke.

Before, there was no opportunity, and they could only watch the stream from the outside.

Now, there was finally a chance.

No one wanted to let this opportunity pass.

The hundred thousand people were quickly selected.

They were all Dragon Country citizens, and moreover, they were all elderly veterans.

Because the physical strength of Dragon Country people was now the highest in the world; everyone was a mini-superman.

They were the most suitable for carrying out interstellar warfare missions.

Over a hundred thousand people—no! It should be said that they were all warriors now.

Everyone was high-spirited, without fear or dread, possessing only a resolve to face death.

The commanding officer was the Dragon Country Commander.

Originally, the General wanted to take his place.

The Commander had worked hard his whole life; it was time for him to rest.

However, the Commander flatly refused, insisting on commanding personally.

In the Commander's words, he wanted to experience the feeling of commanding an interstellar war just once.

This was a highlight in human history.

Even if he ultimately didn't return, his name would go down in history.

Yet, everyone knew the Commander's true thought was to give the younger generation a chance to live.

Just like those hundred thousand plus people, they were all veterans.

This was a romance unique to Dragon Country people, a tradition etched into their very bones.

When something happened, the older generation would always find a way to step up.

They shed their blood and sacrificed their lives so that future generations could enjoy a happy life.

For the sake of the next generation, they were willing to sacrifice themselves.

On the aircraft carrier's tarmac.

Over a hundred thousand warriors quickly assembled under the call to arms.

They stood straight, everyone watching the Commander.

After the order to board was given, everyone boarded the Interstellar Carriers and warships one after another.

Before this, everyone had gone to shake hands with An Ke (Kuku).

Thanking him for his contributions to the Dragon Country and to humanity.

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