in2ebook Chapter 137 Natural Disaster
Chapter 137 Natural Disaster
Chapter 137 Natural Disaster
Even because the race of this ethnic group has lived in this void spirit world for a long time, some mutations have occurred in their genes, and it is easy for some children to return to their ancestors with deformities.
As for the source of the textured coating, it is still a mystery to the Prosgis.
As for how to escape from the spiritual world and go to the homeland of the human world, the ancestors of the Prosj people have never given up since ancient times, but they have also encountered obstacles many times.
At least the first successful case of the Prosgians returning to their homeland began 1800 years ago, and the records of weird phenomena such as natural disasters only officially began at that time.
The so-called natural disasters are not the same as the literal meaning, which refers to disasters that fell from the sky, but refers to a certain type of humanoid monsters that the Prosgians still cannot understand. They are like disasters, symbolizing killing and destruction. Ji people are the destroyers of the opposite, so they suffer from the hostility of the entire ethnic group.
And this is why the Prosgians are so wary of foreigners.
No one knows where these humanoid monsters called natural disasters come from, but there is a legend passed down from generation to generation among the Prosgians. Send the ancestors who serve by his side to redeem the people who still believe in him.
These ancestral heroic spirits will fight against the monster called Scourge together with the Prosgians.
According to the records of this mural, once the Prosgians eradicate these natural disasters, they are very likely to obtain a cursed object called a disaster mask, which is the only possibility for them to return to their homeland.
And when the natural disasters are completely eradicated.
At that time, each tribe of the Prosgians will concentrate the disaster masks on the ancestral altar to worship, in order to purify the curse on the masks, and dance with the incarnations of the ancestors under the cover of the bonfire.
"This is really interesting."
Looking at the stick figures on the murals circling around the bonfire at the altar, Zheng Chuang was thoughtful. Although his tone seemed relaxed, after associating these things together, he still felt a chill down his spine.
After all, if this so-called natural disaster was as he had guessed, if it was related to both the enemy and us in the plane competition, then they might have experienced countless competitions before they started the competition this time.
According to the records of this mural, the so-called natural disasters can be traced back to 1800 years ago. Before their earth civilization entered this plane competition, there were already many planes with the same fate participating in it , which gives people the feeling that they are involved in an even more unpredictable game. All plane civilizations are chess pieces placed on the board.
The mysterious force that controls the plane competition has been constantly reproducing the cycle of competition.
And the void spirit world where the Prosgians live, this area intercepted as the competitive experiment site of the heaven and earth battlefield, is in the final analysis just a small chessboard that cannot escape the fate of being manipulated.
These Prosgians may not be much different from those NPC characters from the very beginning, but they are relatively more kept in the dark, and they regard them as friendly factions that have to assist their ethnic groups in fighting because of missions. The heroic spirits of the ancestors are nothing more than pawns on the chessboard in the final analysis.
No one can laugh at anyone.
"At least in any case, let's find the survival zone of those Prosgi people first, but in this case, it's best not to show the state of my Chixing people in front of them, otherwise it will only add trouble. It will be bad if they don't listen to my explanation, they have to be careful."
Zheng Chuang, who was unwilling to think about this topic, said to himself, after all, with his current strength, even survival is a problem, so how can he have the energy to think about these crap things that can't find the source.
At least find those Prosgis first, and then get information from them about how to put an end to this experiment. As for how to assist them afterwards, that is another matter.
But right now it is inevitable to fight against the elites of the five invading camps. Just thinking about Zheng Chuang feels a lot of pressure. It may be facing the former compatriots on the earth, after all, the two are now completely opposite.
Looking at the murals in front of him, Zheng Chuang was about to continue walking along the wall to see if he could find the information he wanted, but he didn't want to take a few steps forward when something sunken in the wall suddenly made him lose his shape. froze.
I saw that it was an extremely strange and distorted grimace mask.
The moment he saw the mask, the fighting instinct that Zheng Chuang had developed during this period immediately made him understand that the mask in front of him was not simple. He saw the mask's wide eyes staring straight at him.
The malicious thread in perception is like a densely entangled ball of thread.
bang.
Facing the sharp black objects stabbing continuously from different angles, Zheng Chuang, who didn't dare to be careless, could only quickly block with his blade, and then opened a safe distance with Dingchun.avoid being blocked by it.
"What the hell is this?"
Looking at the black tentacles continuously extending from the edge of the mask, Zheng Chuang only felt that they seemed to be formed by countless black lines entangled, so densely packed that it made people feel sick.
Moreover, the tentacles formed by these black lines are extremely tough and have hardness, which is undoubtedly comparable to ordinary iron objects. At least the few knives that took seven to eight percent of strength did not cut off these tentacles.
This alone made Zheng Chuang not dare to deal with the enemy carelessly. This guy in front of him was definitely much more powerful than those screaming heads, and he was far from being comparable to fantasy species like Liu Ta.
"Dingchun, I'm attacking the mask as the main body, help me contain some tentacles' attacks."
After talking about his thoughts, Zheng Chuang directly changed the weapon in his hand into a more powerful mountain axe, discarded the torch directly, used the characteristic fire as the light source, and let the ax blade drag on the ground to rub against the ground. The man quickly charged towards the position of the mask, and the ax blade caused sparks due to friction.
Plus armored burning blade superimposed effect.
The blade of this ax is like a piece of red-hot iron, and the skill of dragging the three axes is effective.
Countless black tentacles came to attack his position, but Zheng Chuang ignored these attacks at all, let alone swung an ax to fight back, but let him continue to add strength.
No reason, it is precisely because of the trust in Dingchun behind him.
And Dingchun, who had already charged up his strength, did not disappoint his expectations. A tornado with enhanced effects moved towards those black tentacles, and the strong wind instantly suppressed these black tentacles, immobilizing them.
(End of this chapter)