Glan Natural Science Academy Chapter 748: Blood Mother’s Nest (1)

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At the junction of the mainland of the peninsula, which is about 3 star curtain units away from the wasteland, on a piece of ancient battlefield wasteland called the land of the night, there is a group of ancient creatures that last for nearly 20,000 years, the blood spawner. .

They have established a three-level spiritual civilization that was once extremely glorious, the Night Brood Civilization.

There is an unknown blood-red mist everywhere in the sky, like the endless blood flowing in a nightmare, pain that can never be dispelled.

This is the ancient times more than 10,000 years ago. A powerful civilization that mastered the transformation of high-purity metal ore into nano-machinery splitting catastrophe. The catastrophic destruction of the facts here has destroyed this fertile soil that was once rich in minerals. Transformed into a barren land of minerals.

After the cataclysm, the blood spawners survived by fluke, and developed from a level 1 primitive tribal civilization to a more powerful level 3 divine civilization.

The advancement of civilization is a process in which organisms more effectively recognize, utilize, and master the power of laws, and discover a more powerful, ancient, and vast order of laws. Primitive creatures finally no longer rely on simple biological energy. Started to be exposed to more efficient energy.

The eternal **** mist in the sky is the oxidized metal dust that permeated the nano-robots in the sky after the ancient catastrophe.

For more than ten thousand years.

I don’t know how many times the blood evangelists want to completely destroy the alien civilization at the end of the peninsula and establish a unified peninsula civilization, but the enemies they want to conquer are constantly changing, from the Quran to the Aurora. They are getting stronger and more difficult to conquer, the dream of the blood spawner is getting more and more distant, and they will face unknown threats from the dark depths of the mainland at any time, just as they have experienced.

This kind of fear that will face the destruction of unknown disasters at any time, deeply tortured every blood spawner.

Finally.

This day.

The beginning of the period was just the death of a negligible rainforest, until the collapse and extinction of a blood brood, then the collapse of a temple, and finally the corpses that stretched into pieces, all species disappeared like dominoes, and night The creatures of the earth began to become extinct on a large scale.

The shadow of horror enveloped this land.

The war corps and civilized system they are proud of have not even been able to find the enemy. They have not fought a war in the true sense. Under the attack of an unknown weapon, they have been involved in the dark vortex of death.

Decades have passed.

Many temples are falling apart.

The once vast expanse of the huge wind eye, the mother nest dense forest that gave birth to infinite vitality, has now completely collapsed. Countless blood spawners and their mother nests are buried by the storm of death, and the remaining species are less than one in ten. , Struggling to survive.

Every day, there will be species here because of the collapse of the food chain of the ecosystem, and they will become extinct.

There are hundreds of millions of blood spawners who once stood at the top of the biological chain.

Except for those who died directly after being hit by the catastrophe of an unknown civilization, most of the dead blood spawners were caused by the collapse of the wind eye, the flooding of death storms, and the continuous famine and hunger caused by food shortages for decades, and Brutal wars between each other under a chaotic system.

The powerful brood civilization established in the land of the star screen by the blood-spreaders has now split into hundreds of large and small tribes. They are lingering and panting, waiting for a more desperate tomorrow.

These tribes are based on mother nests.

Large tribes, the Fat Blood Nest not only has mature painters, and a stable wind eye supported by the power of the law, but also a food chain that can barely maintain an ecological balance is formed in the wind eye. The population of blood spawners can also reach ten. More than 10,000, and even maintain a large-scale derivative beast war weapon that combines flesh and blood and metal machinery!

Small tribes, the lingering blood spawners, by plundering the broods of other blood derivatives, survive hard, face the attacks of powerful creatures that are adaptively mutating after the catastrophe, wandering on the edge of extinction, even There is no blessing from the temple in prayer.

The Doraqi tribe is a small, medium-sized tribe among the remaining blood-derived civilization.

In the eye of the wind, which covers an area of ​​only a few hundred square kilometers, thousands of blood spawners gathered together. They were lucky to come to this shelter at the beginning of the disaster, avoiding the wind supported by the fear of the scorpion mother. The fate of being overwhelmed by the storm of death after the eye collapsed.

After more than ten years, they barely maintained the operation of the brood cluster, while burning and burying their former companions who had died under the plague. Every day, their companions died because of the terrifying plague.

More than ten years.

They who survived, seem to be gradually adapting to this terrible plague, and the number of companions who died due to the plague is decreasing.

It's not just them.

All the blood derivatives that survived this terrible cataclysm were eliminated, and they started adaptive mutations. From the initial endless deaths of tens of thousands every day, to now only the old, weak, sick and disabled are slowly dying. , The world seems to have gradually returned to calm and began to develop for the better.

Historical encounters and the choice of the intersection of the civilization process are quietly placed in front of this ancient civilization that has gone through many trials and tribulations.

In the brood forest.

The little blood ducks picking two baskets full of weird mushrooms bounced back to the blood nest.

The strange mushrooms in the basket, the mushroom heads are full of dense holes. People with dense phobias will see a shocking scene when they look at it. The shadows of the dark holes of these mushrooms are countless. The tiny worm was trembling and looking outside in horror.

These mushrooms are also the mother nests of other miniature creatures.

And these two small blood cats with dark red eyes, one looks like a brown bear with a big pumpkin, and the other is a human-shaped giraffe with a black right eye circle.

They were born after the end, and they are still in their immature stage of growth at this moment.

"Xiao Hui, shall we go to listen to Mr. Ansel's speech today?"

The deer asked little bear cheerfully.

"Mr. Painter?"

After thinking about it, the little bear finally shook his head and said: "They all say that the things Ansel painter said are weird. Let us abandon our prayers and beliefs and look for our own strength. We leave home and hide from something, so I don’t want to leave the brood."

The Doraqi tribe still adheres to the survival mode of the blood-born civilization before the catastrophe.

Although painters are the creators of all blood spawns and have a special status, the rulers of civilization are the major temples and the priests under the major temples. Therefore, in the eyes of the priests, the painter represents the old The old forces of the times are just the multipliers of ethnic groups.

Although in ancient civilization, the painter used to be the backbone of Xueyan's resistance to the Quran Demon, just like the queen in the ant nest, but after Xueyan mastered more effective law weapons, he used faith to cast the gods’ residence. Rule weapons, the glorious era of painters is gone forever.

Therefore, the Doraqi tribe at this time is facing a choice.

On the one hand, the prophet Doraqi, who has a huge influence, tries to condense the faith of the population to build a brand-new temple and master the power of the law.

On the other side, Ansel painter with few followers, day after day preaching his incomprehensible brand-new concept, illusory.

"But what the artist Ansel tells is really interesting!"

The deer chattered and persuaded: “Yesterday he said in the blood nest that as long as we are willing to abandon the backward system and follow him to find a more effective way to control the law, we can rely on ourselves to obtain Power beyond the laws of nature, and no longer rely on uncontrollable third-party divine residences. For this reason, he also clashed with Mr. Dollach’s guards."

The two funny little guys drifted away, and the jungle was calm again.

At this time.

A figure slowly walked out of the blood mist, and looked at the two Xiao Xueyan who bounced away.

She is [Beauty under the Moon] Lina Yaan!

In front of her, there is a special black crystal ball floating in the wind, which is used to record the customs, humanities, geology and landforms, social structure, and civilization ecology in the eye of the wind. This is another more advanced and powerful civilization that is destroying one The precious materials of historical sociology that were longed for before the backward civilization.

And in the hands of this enchanting female scholar, she also carried a human-shaped goat-like corpse of blood.

This is exactly one year after the top-secret meeting of the Top Ten held by the Windsor Academy of Sciences. Riding on the Sky Fortress war platform, not far away for hundreds of millions of miles, from the land of the star screen across 3 star screen units, across the desert zone of death. , Came to the Academy Alliance Legion in the Night.

The purpose of the Legion of Scholars is only one.

With the more powerful power at your disposal, strangle the cradle of civilization that is about to escape or may enter the golden age of the technological explosion at any time, and completely exterminate all blood-raising demons that pose a threat to mankind!

"My sister is really careful. Master Leiro only gave a few words temporarily. She actually asked Master Sicily for instructions. Before launching cataclysm and destruction, we sent a few of us to sneak into the eye of the wind and record the society here. History... With so many tribes, even if they only record some medium-sized and large-scale tribes, I don’t know how much time will be lost for this. It’s troublesome."

The Alliance of Anthropological Institutes, a rising fourth-level catastrophic civilization.

For this emerging catastrophic civilization, destroying other civilizations is still a relatively unfamiliar behavior, and they need to be familiar with the process.

For this naive fourth-level civilization, because of the power of the law and weapons that can destroy itself at any time, the self-confidence supported by the powerful strength makes them look at it, and they can no longer restrain their ambitions in the depths of their souls, thinking that their advanced nature must It will cause infinite changes, and at the same time they are also afraid, as smart as they will surely think of the laws and weapons mastered by other four-level civilizations. Once they find themselves, they will easily cause immeasurable losses to themselves, and even ruin the progress of civilization. .

So their desire for breakthroughs in space-time technology is almost hysterical!

Hidden in the darkness enveloped by the death storm~IndoMTL.com~Relying on the curvature space-time technology to explore the depths of more distant continents, to take the lead in defeating other civilizations with the same destructive ability as ourselves, and to bring everything possible into the golden age. The threat of civilization promotion in a short period of time by the technological explosion has been stifled in the cradle in a cheap way, gradually gaining some more powerful civilizations and guardians that they look up to, and entering the core of the world's ecological framework. This is the fourth-level catastrophe. The meaning of civilization.

While Lina Yaan was complaining, with a "croak" in the jungle, a blood raven looking towards a strange prey here was killed by her casually.

The other blood crows in a dense row on the branch suddenly dispersed in horror.

"The time is only three days, and I don't know what the task progress of those few people is. It is not easy to sneak into the blood nest. The air seems to have begun to give birth to the cradle of the power of law."

Mumbling to herself, after the female scholar curled up and wriggled, she turned into the goat-like little blood in her hand. After her dark red eyes burning like flames examined her appearance, she was quite Nodded in satisfaction, then took a deep breath and walked towards the center of the jungle.

Crack, croak, croak, croak...

A plant resembling a bread tree, the top of the vines and leaves violently opened, revealing a scarlet nest, and dozens of blood crows spouted fiercely.

Through the branches of Yeman tens of meters high, and in the distance covered by a faint blood mist, a huge mountain of meat slowly creeping like a hill, gradually emerged.

Gudong, Gudong, Gudong.

All of this is telling her that this is a foreign country that is completely different from the land of the star screen. As she gets closer and closer to the fat blood nest that is constantly squirming like a mountain, she seems to hear a sound A powerful heartbeat, like a giant aphid, lying on the leaf of the world, absorbing the juice of the law.