Chapter 165 Death Resurrection, Darkin Trap
Chapter 165 Death Resurrection, Darkin Trap (asking for monthly ticket)
Compared with other solutions, attribute feedback does not require any additional energy expenditure.
It just returns the attributes that originally belonged to the player to the player's real body by spending sacrifice power.
Real auctions open at any time in the name of the Eclipse Clan can also replace the krypton gold activities in the game.
This plan is entirely feasible in conception.
However, there are a series of issues that need to be addressed in advance if the plan is to be implemented.
The Eclipse Clan needs to cooperate with the plan to launch the life transformation project and conduct external publicity. It is also necessary to create a system that can connect the player's body attributes with the real body.
Qi Sheng named this system in advance: Attribute Return System.
However, Chaowei and Jiuyin are currently trying to cultivate the system's architecture and testing, and currently have no time to deal with this system-building project.
The number of players is relatively small at this stage, so this plan will have to be postponed.
Secondly, he also took into account the issue of real order.
By feeding back the attributes into reality and improving the life span and strength of real humans, there is a possibility of disrupting the security order.
The majority of Earth's inhabitants spend their time playing virtual games, but there are also some players who spend a longer period of time in real-life activities.
The constraints of the law on real-life actors are to enforce sanctions on illegal acts, but when players possess extraordinary strength, they may easily escape legal sanctions by virtue of their strength, rendering the deterrent effect of the law ineffective.
For example, a player with super high attribute feedback can instantly flee the scene after committing a crime, making it difficult for the police to chase him or even fight him.
The power beyond the norm may make some players feel superior and give rise to the idea of "I don't eat beef".
They believe that they are above ordinary people and are no longer bound by conventional moral norms, thus engaging in acts that disrupt order.
If you want the player army to develop well, the stability of the real order is the cornerstone.
This is also one of the reasons why he is unwilling to provide his soul ability.
With extraordinary attributes and soul characteristics comparable to super powers, some players may not be able to do whatever they want in reality.
For example, the stealth effect brought by the Dusk Soul allows you to do anything after blending into the darkness without being easily detected.
Therefore, before perfecting this attribute feedback system, he needs the cooperation of the Eclipse Clan to build a more stable real-life order to ensure that players are always within a controllable range after receiving attribute feedback.
But this idea is just a precautionary measure.
As players’ strength in the monster world increases, they will develop a natural resistance to the real world.
There will be situations where people are unwilling to go offline.
This is also the reason why the advanced world poses a huge temptation to the small world.
The Lord of Bliss is unwilling to return to the bottom of the well. In addition to ambition, there are also differences brought about by the environment.
Take the spiritual plant cultivation base in the real world as an example.
The cultivation base, which consumed a huge amount of resources and technology to build, has a much lower quality and content of spiritual energy than the poorest areas in the monster world.
The weeds in the monster world can become an extremely precious spiritual plant on Earth.
This difference is particularly evident among individual players.
Many players who have stayed in the monster world for too long will feel a strong sense of disparity when they return to reality.
To explain it in the words of a player on the forum: It feels like suddenly being burdened with a heavy shackle, unable to move freely, and even breathing becomes difficult.
Therefore, when it comes to the issue of real order supervision, we only need to keep a close eye on individual groups.
The vast majority of players will still use the game world as their main activity area.
[Boss, before the attribute return system is completed, what are you going to do with the dead player? ]
The guide suddenly asked at this time.
After a brief thought, Qi Sheng stretched out his hand and grabbed the dead player's consciousness from above the sacrificial power pool to the palm of his hand:
"Resurrect, you can continue to create value in the future."
After hearing this, the guide didn't waste any words and immediately consumed his sacrificial power according to Qi Sheng's request.
Different from the normal way flesh and blood are reshaped.
The real body of this old player, that is, his body in reality, is not connected to the Challenger System, and resurrection requires additional power.
Secondly, the consciousness of old players has been scattered into fragments, and they also need to consume sacrificial power to reshape their consciousness and piece together the memory fragments floating between heaven and earth.
Carry out a comprehensive reshaping of consciousness and flesh and blood.
This is also the reason why Qi Sheng is unwilling to give custom pets the resurrection function. This requires a much larger expenditure of sacrificial power, which is a complete waste.
……
Earth.
Inside the mourning hall.
The ice coffin stood quietly, isolating the old man's body from the world.
The painful and hideous expression on the old man's face in the coffin before his death became peaceful under the treatment of the undertaker, as if he was sleeping in a dream from which he could never wake up.
The old man's relatives all knelt in front of the ice coffin, their grief spreading like a flood.
A thin woman collapsed on the ice coffin, her hands tightly grasping the edge of the coffin, her knuckles turning white, tears flowing uncontrollably from her eyes, rolling down her cheeks and dripping onto the ice coffin. She let out a suppressed sob from her throat, as if she wanted to vomit out all the sorrow in her heart.
"Dad, why did you leave like this...the days to come..."
The voice had become hoarse, as if it had been repeatedly polished by sandpaper.
The figures nearby were all crying. The eldest daughter leaned over the ice coffin, her body shaking violently, crying long and mournful, and gently stroked the ice coffin with her hands, as if she wanted to see through the layer of coldness and touch her father's body again.
"Dad, I haven't had the chance to be filial to you yet, how could you bear to abandon us?"
The little daughter snuggled up to her mother, her clothes soaked with tears. She cried and almost fainted, and kept repeating the word "Dad" in her mouth.
The voice was weak but full of reluctance.
The grandchildren also knelt beside them. Although they were still young and did not fully understand the meaning of life and death, they also burst into tears when they saw their elders were so sad. The little boy's tears flowed freely on his face. He wiped his tears with his tender little hands and asked in a sobbing voice:
"Grandma, is Grandpa asleep? He won't wake up no matter how much I call him."
The little girl hugged her mother's arms tightly, her eyes full of fear and confusion, and she kept sobbing.
The daughters-in-law also had tears on their faces. They cried and comforted the children around them.
Grief was like thick ink, echoing in the mourning hall, clinging to every inch of the air, and interweaving with the cries of relatives to form a web of despair, tightly binding this world.
At this moment, an invisible force surged into the ice coffin.
After this power surged into the dead old man's body, it was like a flash of lightning in the dark night, instantly spreading across the old man's withered body.
His body began to tremble slightly, imperceptibly. His dry blood vessels were filled again, and the blood flowed through his body with new vitality like a spring stream after the end of a cold winter. The heart that had stopped beating also burst into life with the injection of energy and began to beat powerfully, announcing the return of life.
Although there was no change in his appearance, this body, which had lost all its vitality, was recovering rapidly.
The old man's skin gradually regained its original luster, his muscles became firm again, and his bones were no longer fragile.
Gradually, the old man's breathing began to work, becoming deep and powerful, his chest rising and falling with each breath.
The vitality transformed from the sacrificial power continued to flow in the old man's body, as if time was flowing backwards, erasing all traces of aging one by one.
The old man's body is no longer a decaying shell. Instead, he is full of vitality from within. He has crossed the boundary between life and death and is standing at the starting point of life again.
"Ahem..."
The sudden cough made the mourning hall quiet in an instant.
The figures in mourning looked towards the figure in the ice coffin, their expressions became dull, and they watched in disbelief as the old man slowly opened his confused eyes.
The air seemed to freeze, time became extremely slow at this moment, and the old man's resurrection seemed like a dream.
The eldest daughter, who was lying on the ice coffin, covered her mouth tightly with her hands, tears silently falling from the corners of her eyes, but she dared not make a sound, for fear of disturbing this incredible moment, and even thought that she might have hallucinations.
The children behind him opened their eyes wide, their innocent faces full of confusion, unable to understand what was happening before their eyes.
A little girl gently tugged at her mother's clothes and asked in a low voice:
"Grandpa...is he back?"
Her voice was trembling with childishness, which made the relatives who came to mourn fall into silence again.
At this moment, the silence was broken by the scream of the dead old man:
"Fatty, quickly let your Light Spirit Feather heal me. This beast's output is too high. I can't handle it anymore. I'm afraid I'm going to die!"
……
After completing the resurrection, Qi Sheng no longer paid attention to it.
He then released the latest update notification to all players.
[Challenger Tips (All Channels): The game will be updated soon. This update will add: Hunting Experience Zone. 】
Update content: Hunting experience area.
Function introduction: After this update, players can see the hunting bonus aperture when they open the map. All players hunting within the aperture will receive an additional +10% bonus.
This update is aimed at opening up the three regions and establishing the player army's external territory in the monster world.
At this stage, players' focus is on the Evil Moon Realm on the Colorful Mist Coast.
But with the underground bully's stealing, the income of this Evil Moon Realm will soon be exhausted.
At that time, the aperture coverage area on the map will become the main hunting area for the player's army.
Through monitoring Qi Sheng discovered that the evil spirit had the same idea as him.
The Earth Bully originally planned to expand outward from the Dizhong Mountains area.
But now there are players in front and Zerg behind, causing the evil spirits to completely abandon normal territory expansion and switch to horizontal expansion.
From the perspective of strategic security, the development concept of the Earth Thought Evil Spirit is undoubtedly a very stupid decision.
Extending the battle line means increasing the burden of defense.
The border line has been significantly extended horizontally, and more manpower is needed for defense.
At this stage, the Earth Bully only has one Evil Eye Tower, and the horizontally elongated border line needs to set up more branch nodes to ensure the rapid transmission of black tide energy and command signals.
Secondly, as the battle line is extended, the distribution of Kuroshio energy will become dispersed.
But Qi Sheng could understandably make this choice because of the evil spirit.
The Earth Spirits are now sandwiched between the players and the Zerg, unable to establish an effective strategic depth of territory. If they want to continue to develop, they can only expand to both sides, caught in a dilemma.
And if he wants to open up connections between the three novice village areas, he also needs to expand horizontally.
It can be foreseen that as the earth bully expands, the Zerg in the rear will also expand horizontally to keep up with the development of the earth evil spirit.
The three forces in the Novice Village will form three parallel lines in the future and start to develop synchronously.
Assuming that no party falls behind or is destroyed during the horizontal expansion process, these three horizontal expansion territory lines will eventually run through the entire Pale Continent region.
But the player's advantage is that they develop from three regions.
There is no problem of a region being unable to expand because it is restricted by hostile forces.
……
Colorful Mist Coast, east of the dense forest area.
After reading the discussion on the updated content on the forum for a long time, Lu Xing closed the forum interface and stuffed the almost finished pastry in his hand into his mouth, chewing and swallowing it.
The hunting income increase area marked out in the update is exactly the area he is now exploring and expanding.
"Set off."
Since coming to the Colorful Mist Coast area, he has been completely free.
It was like suddenly jumping out of a bottomless quagmire, and the body suddenly felt lighter, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off of it.
The air here is filled with the smell of freedom, like a long-lost breeze that blows away the heavy haze in my heart.
The reason is that there are no cowardly butterflies here.
After the opening of the Colorful Mist Coast area, he never went to the Tezuka Mountains area again.
That place made him feel sick.
As soon as he thought of it, a little mouse came running from not far away, crawled along his trouser leg and stood on his right shoulder.
grumble!
He took out a piece of crushed biscuit from the space bag and fed it to the treasure-hunting mouse, then continued exploring eastward.
The spiritual plants and monsters encountered along the way...are all part of his record of the journey.
During the live broadcast, the comment section was in chaos.
Ever since the live broadcast room was connected to the official website of the real monster world, a large number of visitors have flocked into the room, with barrages and comments popping up at a frequency of hundreds per second.
Visitor: Why doesn’t the anchor cultivate a growing pet “Fat Peach”? Financial products are the truth. I don’t understand how you play the game.
Visitor: I like your live broadcast the most. It is very interesting to follow you to appreciate the scenery of the monster world. When I obtain the qualification to enter the monster world, I will definitely reward you.
Visitor: Why is this stupid human anchor running around everywhere instead of hunting monsters? It’s boring. I should change the live broadcast room.
Visitor: You, the anchor, are definitely a breath of fresh air on the popularity list. Except for the fights between the liver emperors, I love watching your live broadcast the most. It is especially good while eating and it feels great.
Normal players spend their time exploring and hunting in the monster world, except when they are in a small dark room and watching live broadcasts, so most of the comments and barrages are sent by tourists.
The live broadcast room became lively, which made him feel more accompanied during his journey.
The only problem was that there were so many questions from the tourists that he didn't have time to answer them all.
So I just won’t answer.
The happy journey continues.
The treetops overhead are interwoven into a green sky, with the sun shining through the gaps, casting mottled shadows. The air here is filled with the fragrance of soil and grass, and occasionally you can smell the faint aroma of wild flowers.
Lu Xing enjoyed this kind of environment very much.
The ground under my feet was soft and moist, and I could hear the sound of fallen leaves and dead branches breaking gently under my feet with every step.
The nearby vines hang down from the tree trunks like natural curtains, brushing lightly across my shoulders, and the sounds of insects and birds can be heard from time to time.
Occasionally, a breeze blows by, and the leaves rustle, like nature's whisper.
When we came to a stream, the sound of gurgling water was clear and pleasant to the ear.
Lying down by the stream and drinking the water, the water was so clear that you could see a few small fish swimming in the water, causing ripples.
Continue forward through a thick patch of bushes.
The tall trees gradually thinned out, replaced by an open glade.
The sun shone unobstructedly, various wild flowers bloomed in front, and colorful flying insects danced among the flowers.
Taking a deep breath of the rich and fragrant air, a look of intoxication appeared on Lu Xing's face.
At this moment, I just want to recite a poem.
But culture is limited, so I can only give up.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly passed by in the sky, scaring Lu Xing so much that he looked up suddenly.
Discovering that it was a large flying bird, and that it was not targeting him, Lu Xing heaved a sigh of relief, then glanced at the comments in the live broadcast room and said unhappily:
"You are sick, how could Qidie come here?"
boom!
The sound of bones breaking instantly attracted Lu Xing's attention.
Looking up, the bird seemed to have hit an invisible wall, its wings twisted instantly, and feathers flew everywhere.
Blood gushed out from its beak and eyes, dyeing the surrounding air red.
Its body was suspended in the air, firmly grasped by an invisible force.
The invisible wall that had been stained with blood began to wriggle and slowly opened like some living thing.
The bird's flesh, blood and feathers were sucked in bit by bit, as if being swallowed into an invisible vortex. Only a faint blood mist was left floating in the air, which was then completely absorbed by the invisible barrier.
There was a faint smell of blood in the air, but soon even that smell disappeared, as if nothing had happened.
"Sigh~"
Seeing such a strange scene, Lu Xing took a breath.
I tried to turn on the analysis function and scan it, and suddenly a lot of information appeared in my mind.
[Blood Soul Wall]:
Target analysis: A blood sacrifice trap set by the advent force Darkin, inside which sleeps a weak Darkin king. It is the only survivor who escaped from the brutal racial war and holds the way to unlock the wealth of Darkin resources. In the last moments of its life, it sets traps in this area, trying to harvest lives through the Wall of Blood and Soul, devouring blood energy to complete the reshaping of its life.
(Resuscitation requirement: 22374/3902485)
After reading the analysis information, Lu Xing immediately understood what happened.
This is an invisible trap set by a powerful life form. It devours those who stray into it, obtains blood energy, and eventually revives them.
"Can't afford to offend!"
Lu Xing decisively chose to take a detour.
Different from the normal players, he had no intention of exploring this kind of good thing that might come by chance.
In comparison, he prefers ready-made treasures and would rather give up on anything that is too risky.
At this moment, the treasure-hunting rat on his shoulder dug its front legs on his shoulders and kept nodding its head towards the Wall of Blood and Soul.
"It's too dangerous. I won't go."
He reached out and touched the treasure-hunting rat's nose, and his idea of taking a detour by land remained unchanged.
At this time, the tourists who saw this scene in the live broadcast room couldn't help but angrily scold Lu Xing for being too cautious.
It is really stupid to choose to evacuate when you finally encounter a special event.
Especially the treasure-hunting rats reacted.
This proves that there must be treasures inside the Wall of Blood and Soul. Regardless of whether they are valuable or not, we have to explore it.
Even if there is really nothing valuable, the analysis information says that the sleeping Darkin members hold the code to wealth.
But for the group of old players in Lu Xing’s live broadcast room, they seemed very calm.
The host "Explorer" is well-known in the forum for being a coward.
He has given up many opportunities to make a fortune to other players. He is a pure exploration player and will not change his mind for wealth.
But although Lu Xing had no idea, many players in the live broadcast room did.
They thought of the Paradise Hall that was discovered by explorers at that time through puzzle solving. Players who set out early harvested a large amount of wealth in the Paradise Hall, while players who arrived late could only pick up those hard bones that were difficult to kill.
Faced with the possible opportunity to make a fortune, the players suddenly lost their composure.
Many players immediately went to the "opportunity location" according to the map markings, wanting to find out what was inside the Wall of Blood and Soul.
The trap that seems extremely dangerous is actually a treasure trove of wealth in the eyes of players.
Three hours later, the first group of players with flying vehicles arrived.
When they landed in a clearing in the woods, they began to discuss how to explore further.
Try to use skills to attack and penetrate the barrier without any hindrance.
After a brief thought, a player in the team took the initiative to approach the Blood Soul Barrier and reached out to touch it.
Suddenly, the invisible barrier seemed to come alive, instantly sucking in the player it touched. Amid the grinning expressions of the other players, the player who was touched was quickly swallowed up, with blood gushing out of his body.
After the final death, the blood and limbs turned into mist and dissipated, and the soul returned to Emperor Zhao.
Seeing that the scenes inside the Blood Soul Wall could not be explored through normal means, the first group of players who arrived fell into deep thought.
At this moment, a player posted a screenshot of the analysis in the team channel:
"Hey, has this value changed? (Analysis screenshot)"
【（Recovery requirement: 22558/3902485）】
The team player opened the screenshot, looked at the resuscitation requirement numbers, and compared them with the requirement numbers in the explorer's video slice.
Sure enough, the problem was discovered. After the Blood Soul Wall devoured teammates, the resurrection requirement value changed.
After a brief silence, a player in the team said in surprise:
"I understand. This is a special scene in the game that requires conditions to be met before it can be unlocked. We have to make a sacrifice to enter."
"Yes, yes, yes. I thought of the Titan's Gate scene in the Land of Sin. You need to collect three keys and then enter the scene on a rainy day when the character's health is less than 10%. This Blood Soul Wall is obviously also a special condition scene that must be met before it can be opened."
"Smart! Hurry up and post the message on the forum, calling on everyone to make sacrifices. Xiaofeng's sacrifice only raised the revival demand by less than 200 points. It will take the sacrifice of almost players to unlock it. We need the power of the masses."
Soon, this group of players sent their findings to the forum.
[Explorers have recently discovered a hidden scene called "Wall of Blood and Soul". Come and make a fortune. Come to eat meat first and drink soup later! ]
Host: The Evil of This World
Content: Explorers have made new discoveries, brothers, hurry up and make a fortune. This special scene requires sacrifice to open, so come and lend a hand quickly.
(Explorer video attachment) (Explorer live broadcast room screenshot)
……
The title of this post was very attractive. When veteran players saw the word "Explorer", they knew there was an opportunity to make a fortune, and soon a large number of players were called to go there.
At this moment, Qi Sheng, who was at the Yuanchu Altar, saw this scene and felt a little amused.
When the player Lu Xing discovered this special scene, he had already received guidance feedback and started an investigation.
His consciousness went deep behind the Blood Soul Wall, and he discovered that a life with an original hunting level of 297 was sleeping in this scene.
The specific situation is not difficult to analyze.
The analysis information shows that the Darkin members were seriously injured during their escape and are in critical condition.
In order to survive, it landed in a clearing in the dense forest east of the Colorful Mist Coast, set up a sacrificial trap there, and then actively entered a dormant state to slow down the damage to its body caused by the injuries.
This revival plan is actually very simple. It uses invisible traps to devour the flesh and blood life that breaks into it without permission, and nourish the dormant Darkin life.
But the interesting thing about this trap is that this dormant state cannot be awakened on its own.
Therefore, the Darkin members set a blood and energy absorption value that was sufficient to allow themselves to recover, and embedded it into the Blood Soul Wall in the form of runes.
That is the recovery value displayed in the analysis information.
Every time a life is devoured, the corresponding health value will be detected, and then the value (rune) in the trap program will change accordingly.
Qi Sheng thought this setting was very clever.
It's like an alarm clock. When the specified value is reached, it will forcibly activate the dormant Darkin life.
But the problem is that this trap encountered the player.
It is also mistaken by players as a hidden Easter egg scene in the game, which requires special conditions to activate.
The result is that the rune numbers that calculate the amount of blood and qi consumed are jumping, but in reality no blood and qi energy is obtained at all.
After all, how could the devouring function of the Blood Soul Wall trap be compared with the supreme rules of the Four Gods? After the death of the player, he would be extracted by the super-dimensional extraction force and sent back to the Dizhong Village space, including the flowing blood and broken limbs.
As a result, a situation similar to idle funds occurred.
The player voluntarily sacrifices himself to death, and it seems that Qi and blood are constantly being absorbed, and the rune values jump accordingly, but in fact, no Qi and blood are absorbed at all.
The alarm that the Darkin warrior set for himself was forcibly set by the player, pushing it towards the trigger state.
……
As time passed, a large number of players rushed to the "special scene" Blood Soul Wall.
Some players are watching nearby, eagerly waiting for other players to contribute to unlocking the scene.
Some players also voluntarily die and sacrifice themselves to explore new scenes.
Especially the guild team.
In order to have a good reputation among the player army, attract more players to join their guild, and organize themselves to die and brush resurrection points.
Thanks to the unremitting efforts of the players, the resuscitation demand value shown in the analysis information has risen rapidly.
At the same time, inside the Blood Soul Barrier.
A humanoid figure was sleeping inside, his body covered by a crystal coffin made of condensed qi and blood.
The surface of the crystal coffin was engraved with ancient runes and emitted a dark red light. The darkin warrior inside was wrapped in a thick layer of blood-red energy like a mummy, lying quietly inside like a statue frozen in time.
Every time the Wall of Blood and Soul calculates the blood energy released by the dead players, the twisted runes on the blood-colored crystal coffin will jump and change, making a low humming sound.
As time passed, the dancing runes gradually disintegrated.
The dark red energy that made up the crystal coffin began to flicker, and the dormant darkin warrior's spiritual sea of consciousness began to ripple like stagnant water.
Its body trembled slightly under the stimulation of the rune energy, as if awakened from a long dream.
The fingers moved first, and the dark energy emanating from the fingertips swirled like smoke, then spread to the entire palm.
Then, his chest began to rise and fall slowly, as if he was relearning the rhythm of breathing. With every breath, the air around him vibrated, and the energy that made up the blood crystal coffin disintegrated and turned into dark red energy that was absorbed into the body by the darkin warrior.
Qi and blood energy flowed in his body, gradually converging at the heart.
As energy continued to be injected, the darkin warrior suddenly opened his eyes, with blood-red light flashing in his pupils, like two burning flames.
Click! Click!
The cracks on the blood-red crystal coffin continued to increase, making crisp shattering sounds.
Like melting ice and snow, it was absorbed by the darkin warriors.
"who I am?"
The first moment consciousness returned, a question popped into the Darkin warrior's mind.
This question was like a ray of light piercing through the darkness, and all the sealed memory information came flooding in like a tide.
In the memory, the earth was torn into countless pieces, the former prosperity and vitality had long since disappeared, and the embers of war continued to burn.
The sky was shrouded in eternal grayness. The scorching sun's rays could not penetrate the thick haze, and the boundary between day and night became blurred.
This is his home world.
A world that was completely destroyed in the war against the Black Tide.
The ground is covered with huge cracks, which are bottomless.
Ink-black energy would gush out from the cracks from time to time, generating endless evil that devoured all life around it.
The once lush forest was now nothing but charred tree trunks, branches twisted like the arms of a dying man, pointing toward the sky.
The sea has dried up and the seabed is exposed. The once vibrant world has now become the remains of war and may be swallowed up at any time when the next round of black tide comes.
The whole world is like a broken island, drifting in space in the form of plate fragments.
The ruins of the city are scattered on the fragments of the plate, with only broken walls and ruins left.
Resources are exhausted, black tides are corroding and polluting... The tentacles released by the twisted corrosion core are dancing on the earth, accelerating the process of the world's destruction.
Destructive storms, earthquakes, space collapse...all kinds of natural disasters frequently appear.
This is a world completely destroyed by the black tide, with resources exhausted, life withered, and only endless despair left.
The picture was gradually shrouded in darkness. In its memory, it looked back and found countless figures waiting for its arrival. In front of it was a twisted black hole leading to an unknown world. The picture froze here.
Tears rolled down the eyes of the gradually awakening Darkin warrior.
He recalled the scene before the whole family moved.
Anger, unwillingness, despair...all kinds of emotions surged in my heart.
The memory moves on.
He led the Darkin tribe to a super world called the Monster World.
This world has resources and wealth that he can hardly imagine, and he sees hope for revenge in this world.
In order to gain a foothold in this world as soon as possible.
Soon after his arrival, he launched a war of devouring a nearby tribe, devouring the tribe and turning it into nutrients for the growth of himself and his tribesmen.
There is no need for any reason to do this. The Darkin tribe is in urgent need of resources for development.
The most convenient growth model is plunder, acquiring the foundation accumulated by other ethnic groups over the years through war.
This war allowed him and his people to achieve unimaginable growth.
The resources stored in the plundered tribe’s land were even more unbelievable to him.
It is hard to imagine that such a weak race has so many resources and wealth.
At that moment, he had an absurd idea.
The level of this world might be very high, but the creatures in this world do not seem to have any talent for war, and their weak abilities are vulnerable to any attack.
Similar situations have been recorded in the history books of the Darkin people.
They, the Darkin, were once a marauding force that spanned many worlds.
But in the cross-world war, they encountered a stronger and more powerful predatory force that they could not resist, and eventually the Dark Legion fell apart. They are the descendants of one of the escaped tribes, and they entered the small world to start their development again.
Therefore, the clan recorded a lot of information about the big world.
One point was emphasized among them.
The biggest difference between the big world and the small world lies in the differences in resource reserves, resource growth speed, and the strength of world rules.
But this does not mean that the big world has stronger military power.
According to historical records, the Darkin Legion once plundered a large world. The creatures in that world had never developed military power and spent all their resources on building the spiritual world.
In other words, that big world had never experienced war, so it had no idea how to fight.
This war completed the plunder and harvest with incredible ease.
The Dark Legion concluded that the strength of the war capabilities of ethnic groups in different worlds has no absolute relationship with the level of the world they live in.
The big world only has a better environment for developing combat power, but it does not mean that the combat power level of this world must be strong.
At this moment, he discovered that the ethnic group with huge stored resources was so weak. He thought that they had encountered a higher world with weak military power.
This made him extremely happy.
I think that perhaps this world can be used as a springboard, and the Darkin will grow strong enough to fight against the Black Tide, and then when that day comes, they will go to their home world to complete their revenge.
But he soon found out he was wrong.
The memory fragments continue to be pieced together.
A tall war flag appeared on the screen, and countless terrifying figures descended from the space tunnel.
A brutal war began.
Only then did he realize that this was a group of people that was protected by a super powerful clan.
Those who were slaughtered were just a service group under this super power.
This war made him see the horror of the super world.
Countless warriors blessed by mysterious powers formed a battle formation, and the released blood and energy turned into huge waves, sweeping through the Darkin tribe led by him with devastating force.
The leading figure had a physique as huge as a mountain. He raised his hand and pushed across the battle line, showing his invincibility.
Only then did he realize that the world was far from as simple as he had thought.
He could even feel the growing strength of these warriors in the war.
The aura of a weak soldier rises at a speed visible to the naked eye as the front line advances, and he grows by one point with every step forward.
The Darkin warriors he led were reduced to ashes under the iron hooves of this group of warriors who could grow in war.
The barrier built by the dark power that he and his people were proud of was easily shattered like a veil in front of these terrifying war machines, and was completely powerless to resist.
In his memory, he also witnessed with his own eyes an elder who had faced the power of the Black Tide Commander, and was turned into nothingness by a blow from the warriors led by the War Legion.
At that moment, fear surged in his heart.
The memory seemed to have gone back to when the black tide came, filled with helplessness and despair.
Finally, with the help of his tribe members, he tore through space and escaped.
He saw the end of the shrinking space tunnel, and his tribesmen fell down in groups, one after another, to buy him a chance to escape.
These memories linger in my mind like nightmares, bringing endless fear.
The memory fragments in his sea of consciousness continued to be pieced together, and he landed in an unknown area, lying on the ground, gasping for breath.
Before he lost consciousness, he took out the "blood barrier" in his mouth and connected it to himself, forming a trap scene.
After that, it fell into a long dormant period.
"I am... Dark Crusher... I want revenge."
The memory returned, and Ansui gradually woke up from his slumber.
A pre-dormant idea quickly emerged in my mind.
His tribesmen were dead, and he no longer had any worries.
What he needs to do is to grow himself as much as possible, and to devour and grow through the power of the Darkin.
Until everything in this world is destroyed, standing at the pinnacle of this world, and then challenging the Black Tide again.
Becoming a god alone, this was the goal that remained in his mind before he fell into hibernation.
Reviving, devouring, destroying, killing... countless thoughts emerged in his mind, and endless ambitions forced him to wake up completely from his slumber.
But the intense feeling of weakness that followed startled it.
This feeling made Ansui extremely confused, and he didn't understand why he was so weak.
Since it has reached the time of recovery, it proves that the Blood Soul Wall has absorbed enough blood and energy, which is enough to restore itself to a state close to its peak.
Click!
At this moment, a crisp cracking sound was heard, and the dark red structure wrapped around the body automatically shattered.
The Darkin opened his eyes from the darkness.
Looking down at his body, he was shocked to find that he had turned into a child of four or five years old.
"How can it be?!"
At this moment, the shattering sound was heard again.
The thin outer layer of the dark red crystal coffin was violently broken, and a big hand enlarged in front of his eyes, grabbed his neck and pulled him up.
The dazzling light from the outside world hit him, and he squinted subconsciously.
When the blurry light in front of his eyes faded, he looked around and was surprised to find countless pairs of greedy eyes staring at him nearby.
Through the perception of qi and blood fluctuations, it can be found that this group of lives is very weak.
"Hey, where is the Darkin's wealth? Take the brothers to find it."
At this moment, a head came closer and spoke to him in a threatening tone.
While An Sui was feeling unbelievable, a huge rage surged in his heart:
"Ant, seek death!"
Just as he was about to mobilize his strength to kill all the lives nearby, a strong feeling of weakness came over him again.
He found that he was completely unable to control the inherent power in his body.
An incredible thought then emerged in my mind.
He had not recovered to his peak state at all, which was why he only retained the form of a child after his resuscitation.
The recovery plan failed!
"Oh, you are only at hunting level 32, but you are so arrogant. If you don't know me, I would think you are a big shot with a hunting level of over 100."
The figure who was speaking was startled at first, then he raised his right hand, with his index finger slightly bent, like a taut bow, pointing at his lower body.
His eyes narrowed slightly and his fingers paused in the air for a moment, as if aiming at a target.
Snapped!
Accompanied by a crisp sound, pain came, and the dark and broken eyes instantly became lifeless.
"Be careful or this thing of yours will be destroyed. Tell me the truth and tell me where you hid the Darkin's wealth!"
(End of this chapter)