I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 1231 - 710 Return Endless War The End of the

Chapter 1231: Chapter 710: Return, Endless War, The End of the Universe [Official Grand Finale]_5

Chapter 1231 -710: Return, Endless War, The End of the Universe [Official Grand Finale]_5

“Stop talking nonsense! Even with just a head, I’m still Needham Brown! Take me there.”

Ten seconds later, Needham was carried by Marthus to the factory next to Martha Owen’s, and was thrown into the factory’s entrance.

“Dr. Owen, please fix up our captain, we need to get to the Stargate.”

Needham was so furious that he cursed, but it was of no use. Martha Owen ignored him and calmly closed the communication channel he was using to broadcast information. She then began to randomly pick up the remnants of previously fallen human and Glenoid Tribe armors.

After handing off Needham’s head, Marthus was about to turn around when they received an order from the command center.

“All warriors who have activated the Absolute Link on the Glenoid Tribe Star, halt.”

Edgar Julian anxiously asked, “Why? We can’t let our captain go there alone.”

The command center immediately provided two explanations.

First, with Harrison Clark’s Silver Wing Armor capabilities, human-shaped armors derived from the Glenoid Tribe’s basic units would be useless and would simply be suicide missions.

Second, reinforcements were about to arrive.

Just as Edgar finished reading the explanation, an abrupt surge of energy emerged around him.

Various types of armors appeared one after another, blinking with colorful lights as they warped into the nearby starry sky.

About five minutes later, no more human alliance soldiers appeared.

These were the Third Front human alliance soldiers who had arrived at the Iron Wall Chain Array through various means such as brain-link projection and cybernetic modification over the years, mainly comprising humans and a few allied races from the multi-universe structure.

Over the years, humans rooted in the Cloudtop Star Region had never stopped infiltrating the Iron Wall Chain Array whenever they had the chance.

After supporting the army for countless days, it was finally time for them to be called into action.

When Nora Camp took over, the human alliance had billions of people in the Third Front, but some soldiers were caught up in the enemy’s large reinforcement army, and the disparity in strength between the forces was too great to rise up against them.

Rather than risking their lives, Nora Camp ordered these soldiers to stand down.

The remaining soldiers headed to the Glenoid Tribe Star. The total force numbered close to 120 million, 50 million were sacrificed, and nearly 70 million arrived here.

After briefly greeting the human soldiers already on the Glenoid Tribe Star, the newcomers headed straight for the Warp Stargate.

On the other side, Harrison Clark’s Silver Wing Armor sped up abruptly before slowing down and stopping.

In his monitor, the Galactic Center Dome was just five kilometers straight ahead of him.

With just a little more distance, the convex front of the Silver Wing Armor’s physical shield would make contact.

Harrison Clark slowly raised his right hand, opened a small gap at the tip of his index finger, and a snake-like arm shot out, with Martha Owen’s new Virtual Energy Converter at the end.

The sharp end of the converter gently moved forward.

The next instant, intense energy fluctuations surged in front of Harrison Clark.

The colorful scene of countless stars inside the Galactic Center began to ripple like the surface of water.

Starting from the point where the Virtual Energy Converter penetrated, a circular halo spread out.

The halo expanded at the speed of light, accelerating as its radius grew – ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times…to several hundred million times.

Obviously, the energy changes within the Galactic Center had far exceeded the speed of light, with no limits.

The true scene inside the Galactic Center gradually unfolded like a scroll in front of Harrison Clark’s eyes.

Looking at the scene, Harrison Clark’s heart shuddered slightly.

Although he had been shown the scene inside the Galactic Center when he was Nico Ross, the person who controlled the vision had lied to him and not shown him the entire picture.

Inside the concentrated space of hundreds of millions of stars, they rapidly orbited an invisible but perceptible massive black hole.

Initially, after billions of years of evolution, even with the massive density of stars within the Galactic Center, their mutual orbit should have settled into a delicate balance, resulting in stability.

In his previous life, Harrison Clark had visited the Galactic Center before his death and witnessed its stability.

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But now, the balance had been broken.

Under an invisible force field, the hundreds of millions of stars formed a cylindrical shape, extending from a distance not far from the Galactic Center.

This drastic change had thoroughly disrupted the Galactic Center’s stability, causing massive chaos.

Every second, thousands upon thousands of stars collided due to altered orbits and subsequently exploded.

The violently evolving explosions created even more shockwaves, sweeping nearby stars and triggering even more changes in orbit and collisions.

With the size of the stars, the process of collision to annihilation would be long, but these explosions had persisted for many years, and the density was too great. Inside the Galactic Center, apart from the black hole, it had already become a slowly burning mass of huge sparks under the countless chain explosions of stars.

No wonder the Compound-Eyed Observer moved all the Slave Tribes to the Iron Wall Chain Array. The interior of the Galactic Center had already become a dangerous and deadly place to be.

Before opening the Galactic Center Dome, Harrison Clark had made countless speculations.

However, he had never expected that the true birthplace that had accompanied humans for millions of years and the Earth for billions of years would be so defiled.

A wave of lingering sadness welled up in Nico Ross’s heart.

This marvelous cosmic creation that nurtured the Solar System and humanity had been reduced to such a state.

In human history, it had been celebrated in countless poems, portrayed in countless literary works, and gazed at countless times by countless scientists, yet, the once-distant homeland in the hearts of humankind had now became a plaything of the enemy aliens, a weapon to be altered and mutilated.