528: Unit-01, Civilization and Origin

As for what the punishment for failure is, everyone on Blue Star is now incredibly clear.

It is the life of a Martial God.

The reason for such high stakes is for the upcoming war!

Everyone wants to gain the upper hand before the war fully erupts, and the best way to do that is to have more top combat power than the other side.

This is also why this Dignity Battle is the most tense!

Currently, not including Liu Yuan and his group, the Human Race has a total of 39 Martial Gods.

The Alien Race has a total of 42.

If ten of the Alien Race die in the end, or if ten of the Human Race die, then the upcoming war will be without suspense!

Thinking of this, Kuang Xing took a step and walked towards the Shura Killing Field.

More powerhouses immediately flooded into his location, scrambling for the VIP spectator seats.

Time passed minute by minute.

The first battle will start precisely at nine in the morning.

It is now 7:20.

There is still more than an hour.

Soon!

The powerhouses at the edges of the Human Race War Zone and the Alien Race War Zone grew increasingly nervous.

Soon, it was eight o'clock.

Under everyone's gaze, two massive Universe warships flew in from above the left and right sides of the Shura Killing Field.

One ship, with a very magnificent appearance, dominated by blood-red as its main color, spanning the entire hull, came from the Alien Race.

The other warship, from the Human Race, was very ordinary, shaped like a silver sword, with its entire structure cast from gold and iron, making it look somewhat dilapidated, even being called an old antique that should have been buried long ago.

The two warships.

The Alien Race's was like a queen in splendid attire.

The Human Race's was like a primitive man wrapped in rags, dressed in tattered clothes.

The powerhouses in the Alien Race VIP spectator seats laughed incessantly.

"A spaceship shaped like a great sword? And made of iron? Isn't it too ugly?"

"Is the Human Race's technological level this bad?"

"What era is this? How can there still be such a rustic thing? Just looking at it makes my eyes feel dirty."

"A pile of scrap metal!"

At the same time, in the Alien Land, Helden also saw the Human Race's spaceship.

He looked at the silver great sword suspended in the sky and couldn't help but exclaim, "It's truly... beautiful."

Beside him, his wife Asha's eyes were full of confusion.

That dilapidated silver great sword, beautiful?

Helden showed no anger; instead, he softly asked, "Asha, do you know when civilization began to appear on this planet?"

"I... don't know?" Asha shook her head.

Helden said, looking at the silver great sword.

"When a creature on this planet learned to think about how to fight an enemy several times stronger than itself, wisdom emerged."

"When he used his wisdom to create a weapon that could easily cut through the skin of beasts, civilization began."

"That warship is the Human Race's First Unit."

"About seven hundred years ago, a few years after the Human Race successfully resisted the Alien Race's invasion, they began to create Universe warships and explore the Galaxy."

"They decided to make the first Universe warship look like this, not because human aesthetics were lacking, but because the First Unit held extraordinary significance."

"The Human Race's First Unit represents that humanity finally resisted the Alien Race's invasion, endured three hundred years of disaster, and could finally begin to advance."

"The First Unit represents the beginning of the Era of Qi Resurgence."

"And that unknown iron sword represents the beginning of human civilization."

"The combination of the two gave birth to the First Unit as it is today."

"If Blue Star encounters problems, this iron sword will carry the survivors, carrying the spark of civilization, out of the Galaxy."

"If desperation arrives, and even this last sword is to be destroyed, they will choose to point the sword tip at the enemy, ending human civilization with a defiant explosion."

"And if we have the consciousness of a Blue Star community, then we should understand that this iron sword is not just the beginning of human civilization, but the beginning of the entire Blue Star civilization!"

"Those who guard this sword should not just be humans, but all civilizations on this planet!"

At this moment, the scene shifted.

The dazzling morning glow shone into the quiet main control room of the First Unit, illuminating a mottled iron sword inserted in the very center of the room, making it sparkle.

At this time, an old man and a young man stood beside this iron sword.

The old man suddenly pulled out this ordinary, utterly ordinary iron sword, held it in front of him, his posture tall and straight.

Jiang Shenyi stared intently at Xiao Fan in front of him, saying with utmost seriousness, "What is civilization?"

"Civilization is everything to us!"

"If it weren't for that primitive man who opened the door of wisdom and created the blade, none of this would exist!"

"There would be no Human Race."

"There would be no First Unit."

"There would be no mathematics, writing, technology, construction."

"There would be no me! And no you!"

"Therefore, this sword, from hundreds of thousands of years ago, is the reason we fight!"

"Because only civilization truly belongs to us, something carved into our Souls, something no one can take away by any means!"

"Xiao Fan!"

"A thousand years ago, Qi resurfaced, and humanity entered a dark age."

"Countless martyrs, including me, carried humanity out of that dark period."

"Now!"

"Disaster is coming."

"The Alien Race wants to attack us!"

"The alien species lurking in the sky want to destroy us!"

"Then let them come!"

"I believe we will definitely overcome this disaster again!"

"But this time, the one who carries this civilization is no longer me."

"It is you! And those young boys and girls behind you!"

"Xiao Fan! Take this sword, this is the activation key for the First Unit!"

"It is also the last spark of human civilization!"

"Do not let it extinguish!"

"Oh, I haven't told you the First Unit's real name yet."

"It's called — Origin."

Xiao Fan gripped the cold iron sword in his hand, his expression solemn.

Before today, he seemed to have never realized that human civilization had truly reached such a precarious point.

All the people behind the Eight War Zones, no one died, no one was affected by the war, it seemed as if everything was no different from before.

But at this moment, if this Dignity Battle at their feet was not fought well, if the Human Race's steel defense lines were to fall due to their failure, then let alone alien species, the Alien Race would not let go of this opportunity.

Then the myriad lights behind them would instantly be ignited by the flames of war.

Therefore, Xiao Fan suddenly tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword and said, "Only victory is allowed!"

"No failure is allowed!"