# Chapter 69: Inheritance Cycles, Until the Present
On the other side.
Inside the spacecraft belonging to the Knowledge Seizers.
Within the narrow, dark space—unsuitable for medium-sized organisms like humans—clusters of hazy, colorful magical light were merging, communicating, and analyzing.
The birth of the Sage, the development of civilizations, the convergence and fusion of various transcendent paths that forged the foundations of legends and true gods—they witnessed the proud Radiant Mycroft people constructing the foundations of the Myriad Realms Sacrificial Ground, dragging worlds one by one from the star river, using them as raw materials to forge an "Eternal Wonder."
"If this construction is successfully completed, then all the star rivers in the multiverse will gradually become connected... The lonely ones who once watched each other from across the star sea will enter a crowded and lively 'multiverse village'..."
"If it is truly completed, there will be no greater wonder than it. It could change the essence of all civilizations, turning 'foreign races' into 'neighbors,' turning 'strangers' into 'next-door neighbors.' It could reverse the abyss-like 'vigilance' and 'caution' between civilizations, completely eliminating the fear brought by the unknown, because all will gather on the same stage."
"...Even without the birth of the Sage, the Mycroft civilization was destined for destruction. The miracle they sought to accomplish was the necessary prerequisite for a 'true multiverse civilization.'"
Then came the information of the final battle. The Mycroft civilization, suddenly attacked, simultaneously faced invasions from all abysses and assaults from dozens of evil gods. Endless darkness drowned the entire star river. Even other powerful civilizations sank into the tide of chaos... And in this despair, something more despairing than despair itself appeared. The star river trembled, all light extinguished. Even in past memories, the eternal chaos possessed unparalleled majesty and solemnity. The appearance of the 'Plenty' Evil God caused all Knowledge Seizers to cease their communication.
Then they witnessed the Sage plunging into the lowest depths of the star river with Plenty. There, they fought for years. The foundations of the star river were shaken. Even a fraction of the aftershocks completely destroyed the original star river structure. Boundless power surged into the dark void, blowing away countless billions of dark world wreckages.
Then, in the final moment, the 'Infinite Holy Light' spread, reaching the entire multiverse.
Although merely a side display, although merely aftershocks, this was the first time in countless years—from unknown inheritors to the Knowledge Seizers—that all inheritors had witnessed the birth of a 'Sage' and, before the Sage, the scene of ultimate transcendent experts battling.
But this was not the end—the 'Rebirth Plan' intended to create a 'Super Single World,' also an eternal wonder. This immediately sparked intense debate among the Knowledge Seizers. If not for the information that the Mycroft people had stated from the beginning that the Rebirth Plan had failed, they would have wanted to warn the Mycroft people right away to stay far away from that eternal wonder.
Because eternity can only see eternity. The reason the evil gods gathered was precisely because, in this doomed and fading multiverse star river, they could only see this eternal, undying flame.
"I see... the 'Sage of Light' also went to the axis of the multiverse... And his inheritors happen to be two on the opposite side..."
"They were reborn from destruction. They are fragments of the former Radiant civilization, but these fragments have grown completely and become a different form..."
"They are the first generation of inheritors. Meeting them is our fortune."
Silence.
After the information exchange unfolded, only silence remained between the two sides.
No one made a sound. Everyone was thinking—although the information from both sides still did not complete the final truth, even so, the 'fragments' spoken in bits and pieces were extremely precious.
"Eternal..."
Joshua frowned deeply. The warrior pondered this word.
"Stay away!"
Eagle was lost in thought, then suddenly understood.
"No path... to take, is there."
Yarnamilo showed a complex expression. Her face carried a hint of shame, but her eyes proved she understood this helplessness.
Time passed until everyone recovered from their contemplation.
Joshua was the first to press the button requesting communication.
Soon, the Knowledge Seizers also opened the response channel.
"Now is the time to answer each other's questions."
The warrior did not waste words. He asked directly: "Knowledge Seizers, I now wish to supplement you with additional information—from the residual memory fragments of the Plenty Evil God, a plan called 'Civilization Ultimate,' 'Infinite,' 'Eternal,' 'Absolute,' and 'Omniscient and Omnipotent.'"
As he spoke, he directly used Steel Force to wrap the information stream and send it over. After a burst of noisy static, the Knowledge Seizers received the information Joshua had sent.
"...Thank you very much, Inheritor of the Sage... This is very useful... Although for now, we cannot analyze much, there is no doubt that the 'Ultimate Plan' of the ultra-ancient civilization from 160 million billion years ago is greatly connected to the hidden source of darkness... And ultra-ancient evil gods like Plenty are very likely the 'first generation evil gods' created after the destruction of those ancient civilizations."
Hearing the reply, Joshua nodded silently. He did not stand on ceremony and continued: "Next, I want to ask a question—in this long inheritance process, what is your understanding of the 'Eternal' mentioned by the Sage of Demons?"
"...Very simple. The essence of evil gods is eternity... The existence of evil gods is the condensation of all memories and souls of a civilization..."
The Knowledge Seizers' voice was no longer noisy. All the magical entities seemed to have reached a consensus. They calmly narrated the truth they knew: "And if an evil god is not broken by external force, its existence time is 'forever.' We call it 'the eternal tombstone of a civilization after destruction.'"
Joshua temporarily stopped speaking, because besides him, other legendary experts also had doubts in their hearts. After Joshua, the Radiant Legend Yarnamilo obtained the right to ask the second question. She took a deep breath and asked with a complex expression: "The so-called 'Civilization Self-Erasure Technology,' the claim that reducing a civilization's level to 'Gadamer Level 2' allows survival—has this been empirically verified?"
"...Yes, survivors of Radiance. We witnessed with our own eyes a civilization that, through self-castration, transformed from a void civilization into a primitive civilization. After repelling the invasion of their vassal races, they successfully survived the great extinction disaster. The World Devourer completely ignored them, or rather, when there were other targets, it did not deliberately attack them."
"Then, is there any other possibility..." For some reason, Yarnamilo was somewhat losing her composure at this moment. She subconsciously pressed further, causing fluctuations from the Knowledge Seizers that represented 'amusement.'
"There is not."
They said: "Only this one choice."
"Either retreat to the caves and barely survive, or march toward the star sea and embrace destruction."
"Your history is too short. Due to time dilation effects, the time you have experienced is far shorter than ours. You have experienced too little and have not felt the cruelty. These 770,000 years of wandering among the star rivers have given us countless lessons, and one of them is what I just told you.
The future of a civilization: either resolutely march toward the star sea, facing ancient beings from billions of years ago and the onslaught of countless World Devourers, or retreat to the caves, giving up the right to choose the future, but gaining a chance to survive.
Choose 'survival,' and you must accept 'giving up.' Choose 'future,' and you must embrace 'destruction.'"
"And what did you choose?"
The Holy Sword Wielder Lamote suddenly spoke. He said in a low voice: "Did you choose survival, or the future?"
This provoked even greater amusement.
"What did we choose?"
Did that even need to be asked?
The surging magical fluctuations were obvious even without translation. The Knowledge Seizers laughed, their laughter filled with unrestrained pride: "Listen, Mycroft people."
"Ten thousand ages ago, the vanguard ships of Order sailed through the cosmos, lighting up one star after another. The nameless Creator God awakened its own will, traveling through countless worlds to create life. And the fleet of the Teaching Pioneer sailed through the dark void, searching alone, protecting all knowledge."
"At that time, the Steel Force that would form our mother world had not yet begun to coalesce. Our star domain was still a nebula. But even so, even in such an ancient era, such a long time, 'knowledge' was still passed down, from the most ancient Sage of Demons, all the way to us."
"We—all inheritors—we collected, protected, and properly preserved knowledge—indestructible knowledge, all knowledge that would prevent the multiverse from falling into a dark age. We took over the knowledge and culture of civilizations that could not stabilize their own form, so that they would not be left without even a trace of memory after destruction."
The Knowledge Seizers' fluctuations vibrated wildly, as if they were laughing heartily: "What we chose is naturally the 'future of destruction'—but before that, we will pass down knowledge, pass down memory, culture, and faith as well. We are destined to decay, but wisdom and order are not. We are destined for destruction, but we are also destined for eternal life!"
...
After establishing basic mutual trust, the other legendary experts began to communicate with the Knowledge Seizers on topics concerning evil gods and unique knowledge. The Knowledge Seizers were also quite curious about the unique transcendent power civilization and culture of the Mycroft civilization. The two sides engaged in comprehensive exchange and mutual interpretation, conducting a full-scale information interaction with almost no concealment.
Everything was quite lively. Even the Fishman High Priest and the Elf Empress, who had previously appeared very silent, displayed the demeanor of racial leaders, absorbing as much knowledge as possible from the ancient civilization of the Knowledge Seizers, while the other side also accepted the ancient knowledge and culture of the elves and fishmen, storing them in their knowledge storage vaults.
But at this moment, the Radiant Legend Yarnamilo wore a look of confusion. She sat in a corner of the envoy ship, looking up at the unfamiliar ceiling.
She seemed to be maintaining this state until the exchange ended, until footsteps sounded and the black-haired warrior appeared before her with a stern expression.
"What are you confused about, Lady Yarnamilo? Each of us legends is a communication port. If you do not participate, the efficiency of this exchange will be greatly reduced."
Standing before the petite Yarnamilo, Joshua was like an iron tower, blocking all light. At this moment, the warrior had no intention of being tactful or saving face. He pointed out her mistake bluntly: "You were chosen for the envoy delegation precisely because of your status as a senior Radiant Legend. But now you have not shown the bearing and responsibility of a senior."
"...It is my fault..."
Yarnamilo's scattered gaze focused. She tilted her head back, looking up at Joshua whose face was shrouded in shadow. The Winged Legend smiled bitterly: "But... because of what those Knowledge Seizers said, I thought of another possibility."
To this, Joshua said nothing. He simply frowned slightly, expressing confusion.
"The Radiant civilization was destroyed... All eternal experts vanished, leaving only gods destined for an end, and us, the jailers of evil gods..."
Meeting Joshua's gaze, Yarnamilo's eyes were full of confusion. She did not know whether to cry or laugh: "My teacher, friends... Did they truly perish because of internal strife, or was it to leave seeds and hope... so..."
"...Don't overthink it."
Understanding her thoughts in an instant, understanding why she was so troubled and confused, Joshua could not help but sigh inwardly. He gazed at the Winged Legend before him, a kin of Number 3. The warrior shook his head and said in a low voice: "They have not yet died."
Death was not such a superficial thing. The dissipation of fighting spirit, the loss of spirit, the death of the body, the withering of the soul, the forgetting of memory, and the passing of existence—its six levels had not yet reached the final stage, so it could not be called true 'death.'
"Yarnamilo, as long as you live, live forever, then their existence will achieve eternity together with you."
There was much he wanted to say, but nothing came out. Joshua could only leave these simple words before turning and walking away.
There was no need to say more.
He knew that Yarnamilo, as a legendary expert, would understand all this.
Because that was what civilization was—generation after generation of sacrifice and inheritance, allowing knowledge and faith to cycle and pass down, from the ancient past to the present day.
It was precisely because of this that fragile, non-eternal life could condense fleeting wisdom and order into a glorious civilization, nurturing eternal miracles.
Just as the ancient hymn said.
**[Wisdom is indestructible, Order is eternal]**
**[Inheritance cycles, until the present]**
He firmly believed this.
And believed that truth was so.
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