Chapter 244 Memory Transplantation, Super Beast Armor

Chapter 244 Memory Transplantation, Super Beast Armor

Chapter 244 Memory Transplantation, Super Beast Armor

Eclipse City.

Through the player's perspective in the live broadcast, Archon No. 1 records the situation in the spiritual world in real time.

After initial contact, the player has already captured 12 small cities in the spiritual world.

But there has been no contact with the real war power of the spiritual world.

During this period, he obtained a lot of useful intelligence from the live broadcast.

First of all, all the cities in the Lingxi world are preparing for war, and they clearly want to invade the earth.

The core forces of each city have been dispatched to the area where the space source is located, and subsequent forces are preparing to follow up.

For example, a city below where the player lands.

Just as they were mobilizing for war, they were preparing to dispatch the remaining combat forces in the city to the spatial source, which was the Road of Glory mentioned by the Lord of Lingxi City.

This obviously refers to the space channel.

The invasion war started by the players has continued to this day, and none of the floating behemoths and other combat forces have appeared yet, which is enough to prove that the core force has not yet been activated.

Secondly, the combat power displayed by the spiritual world at this stage is far inferior to that of the Earth.

A predatory force that has the ability to build a stable space transmission channel, but its current combat power is obviously not matched by the technology it uses.

In other words, the player's combat power is far stronger than he imagined.

This is also a cognitive illusion caused by the gap in the world.

The density of various substances in the monster world is higher, and there are powerful forces around the players.

It is impossible to highlight the player's terrifying combat power.

The fact is, the players' combat power in the small world is completely crushing, and until now they have not encountered an opponent capable of fighting.

This is true if you think about it carefully.

The Skyfire King, who is able to become the god of a small world, only has a hunting level of 70+.

The players at the top of the player camp already have a soul level of 60+, and some even have a combat power that can challenge 70+.

With such strength, entering the small world can be regarded as a dimensionality reduction attack.

Perhaps only the immortal cultivation world maintained by the Ascending Clan has the strength to compete with the players.

However, the growth of the immortal cultivation world, thanks to the continuous infusion of resources from the ascending clan, can no longer be considered an ordinary small world.

If a fight really breaks out, players are fully capable of using the ability to resurrect and participate in the battle to defeat any small world of immortal cultivation held in captivity by the ascended clan.

It should be a happy thing that the players performed so strongly.

But Archon No. 1 was worried.

Although he has not yet obtained the qualifications, he is also a member of the player camp and considers issues from the perspective of players.
But the problem is that if players are too powerful, there may be hidden dangers.

For example, the spatial channel problem.

The sealing system above the Atlantic Ocean is deployed against the Lingxi Clan.

However, if discovered by players and teleported through the origin into the space tunnel leading to the Earth, this seal may not be able to withstand it.

In addition to brute force, the player army also possesses a magical skill to break the seal.

Spiritual eyes and soul.

This is a fourth-generation soul that is relatively unpopular among the player camp.

Possesses both passive and active characteristics.

The passive characteristic is that it can greatly improve the player's vision, allowing him to see things clearly at a long distance.

The characteristics after active activation can give players insights beyond common sense, allowing players to easily see through the essence of things and have the ability of perspective.

For example, when faced with a complex formation, the spiritual eye feature can instantly analyze the node distribution on the formation, including the energy flow path of the formation, and find the flaw point to break the seal.

If players are really allowed to enter the space tunnel, the risk of the seal being broken will increase significantly.

When that time comes, the truth about the monster world will be revealed.

He doesn't care whether the players discover the truth, but he cares whether the higher-dimensional gods will be angry about it.

There are three ways to solve this problem.

The first is to expect higher-dimensional gods to take the initiative to prevent players from breaking through this seal, or to give an explanation in the analysis.

For example, when the player analyzes and looks at the seal, it shows that this is a copy that is under development and has not yet been opened.

Or any other explanation, as long as it is explained in the analysis, players will not have any doubts.

Higher-dimensional gods can solve potential problems with just a casual move.

The second method is to release destructive weapons at the earth level to crush the space channel, but this can only be defended temporarily and requires huge energy expenditures during the process.

When the reserve energy is exhausted, the space channel will eventually extend from the spiritual world to the real world.

The third option is to break the spatial source point connecting the two worlds and let the spatial channel dissipate on its own.

Compared with the uncertainty in the first and second options.

Although the third option is difficult, as the strongest combat force in the spiritual world must be stationed near the source, there is at least room for effort.

After some thought, Archon No. 1 made a decision.

Then contact No. 16 who is in the game, and ask him to lead the guild members to find the source of space that connects the spiritual world to the earth world, and try to destroy it.

……

Spiritual world, blood slave dungeon.

This is an underground space that is ten times larger than a football field.

Dark red mist rolled in the humid air, like the moist air exhaled by some living creature.

The walls of the dungeon were made of flesh and blood, and the surface was covered with dark purple blood vessel-like lines that slowly and rhythmically moved.

The central area of ​​the dungeon was a pool of thick scarlet liquid that was bubbling and bubbling, with a few skeletons of creatures that had not yet dissolved floating up from time to time.

Countless thin iron chains extended from the edge of the pool, each of which pierced into the bodies of the captured creatures of various races, nailing them to the edge of the pool, making it impossible for them to break free.

Those imprisoned here are all living beings captured in the cross-border war of spiritual energy.

The long pointed ears were torn by iron hooks, the sharp white fangs were pulled out, and the strong arms were reduced to nothing but bones... The prisoners of all races looked miserable.

All the prisoners had been tortured to the point of losing their will to resist and their eyes were empty.

A corner of the blood pool at this time.

A figure was staring blankly at his own reflection in the blood pool.

A young, pale face was reflected in the blood, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with features that still retained a hint of youthfulness.

There was a new scratch on the high bridge of his nose, and there was still dried blood at the corner of his mouth. His messy black hair hung in front of his forehead, and dark red drops of water were still dripping from the ends of his hair, which caused tiny ripples on the surface of the pool.

He stared blankly at the swaying reflection in the blood, but his memory was like a mess.

I tried hard to recall my identity, but I just couldn't remember it.

I only remember that when I woke up, I was in a big pit. I climbed up and sat quietly at the bottom of the pit. Then I was taken to a new place by a group of burly figures and tied to a stone platform.

There, he was restrained and subjected to a lengthy series of examinations.

Eventually he was brought here and imprisoned.

But he still didn't figure out who he was, where he was, and why he lost his memory.

The only thing I remember is procedural memory, which includes some basic life knowledge such as running and walking.

But the rest has been forgotten.

The more I think about it, the more confused I feel.

……

Bloody City.

The headquarters of the Super Beast Legion.

Countless huge war beasts were suspended in the sky, covered with thick black scales. Each scale was five meters in diameter and sparkled with an icy luster in the sun.

Near the war beast is a group of agile winged monsters.

Below, super beasts of various shapes and forms are scattered throughout the station.

At this time, in the dark environment on the top floor of the tower, the "Blood King", one of the eight kings of the Lingxi tribe, was lying quietly on a stone couch carved from blood crystals.

The dark red crystal was pulsating with the Blood King's weak breathing.

The aged king was only covered with a layer of blood-red gauze as thin as a cicada's wing, and the exposed skin was an unhealthy grayish-white color, covered with spider-web-like cracks and black marks.

The blood that once flowed like magma now only has a faint glow left in the heart.

His skinny fingers tapped unconsciously on the edge of the stone bed, making a hollow "tapping" sound.

The stone couch was surrounded by twelve flesh-and-blood lampposts, and the flickering dark red flames made the Blood King's sunken face look even more eerie.

Under the stone couch, a small pool of dark red liquid gathered from all directions and slowly seeped into the Blood King's body, barely prolonging the life of the old and dying king.

At this time, several figures stood around the blood crystal stone couch.

They looked down at the Blood King, whose eyes were half closed and whose expression was confused, their faces unable to conceal their sorrow.

After carefully examining the Blood King's physical condition, the leading figure said in a deep voice:
"The Blood King's time is running out. Our world is currently being destroyed by invaders. We will put the cross-border war on hold for now. We will begin removing the Blood King's memory capsule and prepare for his replacement with a new body."

After saying this, the leading figure raised his head and looked towards the figure in front of him on the left:
"Bloodworm, go to the Blood Slave Dungeon and select the purest body. Only when the Blood King returns can we quickly organize a force to resist the invaders."

The figure known as the bloodworm nodded solemnly, then turned and left.

The eyes followed the bloodworms as they left the tower and soon appeared in the blood slave dungeon.

When I opened the door, a pungent smell of blood hit me in the face.

But the bloodworm was not affected at all and walked straight towards the blood pool with a normal expression.

This place is called the Blood Slave Blood Pool.

It is their Blood Pool - the place where the Super Beast Legion selects new bodies.

Those who can be imprisoned here are all alien warriors who are carefully selected from the wars of invading other worlds.

They all have one thing in common: their bodies are relatively pure and can be used as new bodies to replace high-level members of the clan.

The so-called body replacement is a top technology of the Lingxi tribe.

It refers to an alternative form of possession in which the memory is overwritten by removing the memory capsule from the original body and replacing it with a new body.

Before this technology was born, the Lingxi tribe also took many detours.

The early Lingxi people used gene editing technology.

At that time, the Lingxi tribe hoped to use gene editing technology to eliminate diseases, enhance physical fitness, and enable the tribe's warriors to have strong adaptability to fight in different environments.

But as this technology develops, it is gradually on the verge of getting out of control.

With the rapid development of technology, the potential of gene editing far exceeds expectations.

Different laboratories, families, and even individuals of the Spirit Breath Clan began to transform themselves.

This has led to serious morphological differentiation within the tribe.

Some tribesmen grew gills or wings, some grew tentacles, and some even merged animal and plant genes.

Behind the booming development of genetic technology, potential crises have already been buried.

It is still fine within the same generation, but when it comes to the next generation, the significant differences in appearance make the contradictions apparent.

In addition, some extremely modified individuals and tribesmen are no longer able to reproduce, reproductive isolation has occurred, and the gene pool has tended to be completely divided.

During this period, several subspecies evolved within the Lingxi tribe, and their physiological differences were so great that they could not coexist.

There has been a crisis of identity and war at the social level.

There also emerged an ideological confrontation between purebloods and evolutionists.

Among them, the pure-blood faction believes that gene editing technology has sown the seeds of civil strife among the Lingxi tribe, and advocates maintaining racial purity.

The evolutionists are radical genetic modifiers who believe that the old form should be eliminated and that gene editing technology is the foundation for the Spirit Breath Clan to become stronger and should not be abandoned.

At that time, the pure-blood faction still dominated the mainstream, ranging from legislative restrictions to military suppression, but it eventually evolved into a genetic war.

This period is also known as the Dark Ages of Turbulence, when the Spirit Breath Clan was on the brink of destruction.

After a long war, the more powerful evolutionary faction finally won.

But the problem still exists.

As genetic modification technology continues to upgrade, the evolutionary faction is once again divided into multiple sub-factions.

In the foreseeable future, similar problems will still lead to a catastrophic war.

Therefore, evolutionary scholars began to think about a question: how to retain the powerful force brought by genetic evolution while preventing the Lingxi people from being destroyed by genetic evolution.

The Eclipse Clan has also encountered similar problems.

In order to solve this problem, the Eclipse Clan chose to abandon and seal up the technology and continue to use the Star Network as the core of development.

But the Lingxi tribe took a completely different path.

The top leaders of the Lingxi tribe believe that the core issue of the conflict is not the difference in life forms, but the difference in cognition of the next generation.

This is the ultimate question of the survival of the race.

When the physical forms of the Spirit Breath Clan cannot be unified, what should be used to determine what a Spirit Breath Clan is.

If appearance, abilities, and even reproductive methods are different, what is the basis for ethnic identity?
The answer ultimately turns to ideology. Scholars of the Spirit Breath tribe believe that only memory and thinking are the foundation for the continuation of civilization.

Then, how to make the new generation identify with this common memory becomes a problem.

Following this question, the scholars of the Lingxi tribe thought of a problem that almost all races would consider.

That is eternal life.

If the older generation always exists, then no matter how the thoughts of the new generation change, they will unite under the guidance of the older generation.

After repeated attempts, memory capsule technology was born.

The so-called memory capsule not only stores memories, but also retains a neural docking system and reproductive organs.

This is the only core that will not be destroyed during the genetic modification process.

With the memory capsule, the Spirit Breath Clan can strip away morphological differences, use assembly-line-produced bionic bodies, and eliminate genetic divergences.

After this technology came into being, the standard for identifying members of the same species was the memory capsule.

Everything else is just props being used, including the body.

This technology also gives the Spirit Breath people the possibility of near immortality.

Cell apoptosis and physical exhaustion are no longer a problem; life can be continued simply by replacing a body.

With the development of this technology, the choice of physical body is no longer limited to bionic bodies. Aliens with pure bodies can also be the targets of body replacement by the Lingxi people.

After the replacement is completed, the warriors of the Lingxi tribe will be able to master some of the abilities of the alien races.

The bloodworms came this time just to select a new body for the Blood King so that his life could continue.

When it came near the blood pool, a soldier on duty immediately stood up and ran over.

After connecting with the guard's hair tentacles, the bloodworm knew which body was the best in the blood pool.

Soon, it came and stood in front of a dazed-looking young man.

He reached out and grabbed the boy's black hair, holding it in front of him. The hair stretched out like tentacles and wrapped around various parts of the boy's body.

"What a pure body!" After only a brief perception, the bloodworm showed joy on its face.

Although it was impossible to analyze the specific physical condition of this alien boy, the purity of his blood alone surpassed that of any ethnic group he knew.

He immediately pulled the boy's hair and turned back.

During this time, the boy's face remained dull, as if he had lost his soul, and he did not react at all.

Once the bloodworms return to the tower, the memory capsule transplant surgery will begin.

After handing the boy over to the war priest Blood Map, Blood Map dragged the boy through the dark corridors and finally stopped in a chamber filled with blood and flesh.

The walls here are made up of a network of wriggling blood vessels, and the pulsating red light flickers on and off in rhythm.

The operating table was not metal, but a sheet of living tissue, bundles of nerves extending from the pale fleshy platform, waiting to be connected like tentacles.

The air was filled with a sweet smell, like rotten honey.

The blood map sent the boy to the operating table, and the fleshy platform began to wriggle. The nerve bundles wrapped around the boy's limbs, fixing them in the shape of a "big" character.

On the right side of the young man, the Blood King with an old face was lying flat.

Under the control of the blood map, three spiral bone drills descended from the ceiling, with high-frequency oscillating blood light flashing at the tips.

The first drill bit pierced the back of the boy's neck, and the skin immediately cracked, revealing the white cervical vertebrae.

The second one was precisely screwed into the third segment of the spine, cutting open a micro hatch, which was the area where the memory capsule was stored.

The third tentacle released and pierced the Blood King, wrapping around the Blood King's memory capsule like a spider web and gently peeling it off.

The operation was very complicated and lasted five hours.

When the operation was over, the Blood King's body had collapsed and his vitality was completely exhausted.

The blood light on the ceiling dissipated, and Xuetu looked at the Blood King and said in a deep voice:
"Throne, wake up."

At this time, the Blood King's memory capsule had been placed in the boy's open spinal compartment.

Following the call of the blood map, the nerve bundles extending from the surface of the memory capsule instantly spread and took root in the boy's body like hungry roots.

The boy's body twitched violently and suddenly opened his eyes.

The pupil suddenly expanded to the limit, and the iris showed the same dark red cracks as the bloodworms.

The blood vessels protruded under the skin, but they were not blue-green in color, but gradually became blood-colored textures on the surface of the memory capsule.

Suddenly, dozens of umbilical cord-like catheters extended from under the operating table, pierced into the boy's abdomen, and began to replace body fluids synchronously.

The dark red old blood was drawn out and replaced with the sealed spiritual blood.

This type of liquid is like the nutrient solution used by players.

At this time, the transformed boy looked like a game cabin or a mecha.

The memory capsule is the main body, and the spiritual blood is the source of nutrients for the main body.

When the last trace of original blood was replaced, the boy's fingers suddenly curled up.

He sat up slowly, his neck tilted back at an inhuman angle, making a series of clicking sounds as his cervical vertebrae were repositioned.

When he opened his eyes, the dullness was gone and a hint of confusion appeared on his face.

Countless fragments of memory came flooding back like a tide, and he was lost in memories.

"I am... the Blood King."

It was as if the lost memories returned and the boy recognized himself.

He is the Blood King, one of the eight kings of the Spirit Breath Clan's Super Beast Legion, and the one standing on the Spirit Breath Throne at the pinnacle of this world.

"I am back."

As soon as the words fell, the war priests such as Xuetu who were standing beside him knelt down one after another:

"Welcome to the throne, war is imminent, please lead us to recover our homeland."

"war?"

"The war has begun. Powerful evil invaders are wreaking havoc in our territory. Many cities have already been lost. Ordinary soldiers are simply unable to fight against them. Only the power of our Super Beast Legion can fight against them."

"Super Beast Army?"

As he murmured, the Blood King's memory capsule automatically activated, and the corresponding memories emerged in his mind.

The Super Beast Army is a product of the end of the Dark and Turbulent Era, and is one of the super technologies alongside the memory capsule technology.

After the popularization of memory capsule technology, the Lingxi people gained nearly eternal continuation of consciousness, but their combat capabilities regressed significantly.

Every time a new body is replaced, the original enhanced genes and mutated organs will be lost.

The original combat effectiveness of the Lingxi tribe was improved by relying on the accumulation of layers of genetic modification.

The process is like forging a magic sword, and each gene editing is a tempering to suit one's own fighting style.

This is combat power honed through repeated actual combat and technological upgrades.

The final fighting body is the result of countless trials and tribulations.

The memory capsule solves the essential philosophical problems of ethnic group cognition and makes the ethnic group more united.

But it cannot solve the problem of "how to improve combat effectiveness".

At that time, some scholars proposed a development concept based on these problems: since the body cannot be immortal, let the combat form be independent of the body.

Based on this concept, scientists of the Spirit Breath Clan drew inspiration from the neural docking system of the memory capsule and developed the super beast weapon, which is a symbiotic armed combat system.

This is a weapon system that is conceptually similar to a mecha.

Various types of mecha weapons created at the mechanical technology level can give soldiers powerful strength, speed, and defense, and can also be equipped with various firepower systems.

The super beast developed by the Lingxi tribe is a biological mecha created by biotechnology.

It is independent of the memory capsule and is a special weapon designed specifically for war.

Ultra beasts usually hibernate in special containers and are controlled through the neural connections of memory capsules during war.

As long as the super beast is not dead, the spiritual warrior controlling it from inside will always be safe.

There are no restrictions on modifying the life form of super beasts, and there is no need to worry about issues of racial identity. All transformations are aimed at becoming stronger.

Each top super beast has undergone countless transformations and is a super weapon created based on war experience.

It truly achieved the concept proposed by early scholars: making combat independent of the physical body.

From the near destruction of civilization to its rebirth.

The Lingxi tribe has finally embarked on a growth path that they consider to be almost perfect.

And plundering wars are the source of nutrients for spiritual civilization.

The Lingxi people are not born predators. Looking back at history, we can find that genetic technology originated from medical services.

However, the development of genetic technology has pushed the Lingxi civilization into a brutal plundering war.

The memory capsule technology brings near-immortality, but it also brings two fatal problems.

First of all, the population is only increasing and not decreasing. There is no natural death, new generations are still being born, and the size of the population is expanding exponentially.

There was family planning in the early days, which attempted to reduce the population growth rate through regulatory measures and prevent the world from moving towards a state of resource depletion.

However, population growth is inevitable unless people completely give up having children.

This idea was prevalent at the time.

Many Spirit Breath members believe that the only way to solve the population growth problem is through surgery, and only in this way can the rate of resource depletion be curbed.

But this idea was opposed by many scholars of the Lingxi tribe.

They believe that the Spirit Breath people's abandonment of the idea of ​​reproduction is stifling the future.

Suppose one day, when an invasion war comes, the population decreases drastically. The loss of fertility means that one less soldier will die, and there will be a loss of continuous replenishment of the manpower.

A fixed population will experience an irreversible downward trend in the face of a disaster.

Scholars within the tribe have proposed three solutions to this problem.

The first option is to retain a portion of the fertile population.

But this solution cannot be actually applied at the social level.

After the plan was proposed, it was strongly opposed by the public, who believed it was a very unfair plan.

Why can others have children but I can’t?

Differential treatment would mean social division. The dark and turbulent times of the past were still fresh in our memory, and eventually this plan was abandoned.

The second option is to undergo controlled fertility surgery.

It can be unblocked when needed and controlled when not needed.

However, this plan is still feasible in theory, but it faces many difficulties in its implementation.

The first thing that appeared was the underground black market, which could help people privately unlock their fertility. High-pressure control still brought about social unrest.

During this stage, the demand for resources is still skyrocketing, and every individual of the Lingxi tribe needs resource replenishment.

Thus, the ultimate solution came into being: the war of plunder.

Plundering wars mean inexhaustible resources and wealth, which can cultivate countless tribesmen.

Population growth will continue to be converted into war power and used to plunder more resources and wealth.

Secondly, the exponential growth of population can also be consumed through war.

This road is destined to be filled with killing and destruction, but it also fundamentally solves the plight of the Lingxi people.

In order to rationalize the war, the top leaders of the Spirit Breath Clan constructed a dark philosophy.

The law of the jungle is the most basic law of survival.

We are plunderers, and the foreign forces we plunder are like cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered on the land. They are the nutrients for our growth.

Only the Lingxi clan is worthy of eternity; no matter how outstanding other races are, they are merely temporary containers.

From then on, the Lingxi tribe embarked on a path of relying on war to continue their civilization.

This is undoubtedly a development path that is like drinking poison to quench thirst, and it seems like an unstoppable cycle.

The resources brought by plunder stimulate faster population growth, and a larger population requires more resources to feed.

Every victory accelerates the arrival of the next war.

For the future of the Lingxi tribe, they chose to become a cross-border plundering force and spread the war to other worlds.

Population growth, technological growth, resource growth... the Lingxi tribe completely broke free from their predicament and embarked on a path of positive cycle growth.

The glorious era of the Lingxi tribe has thus arrived.

Through plundering wars, the development of Lingxi civilization surpassed that of its ancestors and created its current glory.

Memories are like sand at the bottom of a lake, constantly surging up as thoughts emerge.

The confused Blood King gradually understood everything.

Coming back to his senses, he looked at the war priest standing beside him and nodded solemnly:
"Gather the Ultra Beast Warriors, I will lead you to slay the evil."

……

An hour later, the Blood King stood on the high tower, overlooking below.

The scarlet compound eyes of millions of super beasts lit up in the darkness, like stars in hell.

The Blood King suddenly clenched his fist at this moment, and immediately the biological armor of the millions of super beasts below unfolded at the same time, bone spurs protruded, and biological cannons were charged.

"This is an unprecedented shame. Our world has been invaded by foreign forces. As a member of the Ultra Beast Legion, it is time to fulfill your duties and wash away the stain on your honor."

After he finished speaking, the Blood King's dark red eyes cracked, and blood appeared from the cracks.

"Use your strength to tear down their defenses."

Suddenly, millions of super beasts below rubbed their claws.

"Use your teeth to eat their flesh and blood."

There was a dense sound of biting coming from below.

"Nail their leaders to the bottom of the blood pool and use them as our nourishment."

Millions of super beasts roared at the same time, their blood and energy roared, and the sound waves shattered the clouds.

“Remember, you are not soldiers, not an army… You are a disaster carrying glory, a plague, an unstoppable wave of destruction!”

"You were born to trample on the lives of other races. Your footsteps are the direction of the doomsday."

"Now."

The Blood King opened his arms, and the tower below him collapsed.

The huge figure entrenched inside the tower looked ferocious.

This is a creature with a humanoid form, as huge as a mountain. Every inch of its skin is covered with living biological armor, with golden blood flowing between the cracks like lava, and its body is covered with ochre-colored bone spurs.

He is also the super beast controlled by the Blood King: the End Beast.

The head of the End Beast split open at this moment, revealing countless wriggling blood-red nerve cords, like blooming blood-red flowers.

At the end of each nerve cord is embedded a compound eye, gazing at the entire world with a 360-degree angle.

The Blood King's body floated up into the air, and his dark red robe shattered in the wind.

The giant beast's cracked head suddenly leaned forward, and its nerve cords instantly wrapped around the Blood King like a group of hungry snakes, dragging him into its head.

The head closed, and the memory capsule in the Blood King's body was activated. The nerve lines flowed out of the body through the pores and connected with the nerve cords of the End Beast.

Arming mode is completed in seconds.

The behemoth beast of the end, controlled by the Blood King, raised its gigantic bone blade and pointed in the direction where the invading forces were wreaking havoc.

"Follow my footsteps and crush all enemies."

Roar!
The roars of countless super beasts rang out below, and the super beast army rushed out of the base in the direction pointed by the Blood King, sweeping towards the direction where the alien race was wreaking havoc.

Outside the station.

Dozens of Spirit Breath warriors were chained and kneeled on the ground.

The silver-white biological armor on their bodies had long been shattered, and their exposed skin was covered with bloodstains. This was the punishment for those who abandoned the city.

Before the war begins, their blood will be used as a sacrifice.

Just then, the sky suddenly darkened.

The imprisoned spirit warriors raised their heads one after another, their expressions becoming terrified.

A huge shadow covering the sky and the sun was reflected in the pupils.

The behemoth of the end fell from the sky like a falling mountain, its claws tearing through the air and stomping down heavily with a roar of blood.

"You deserve to die!"

boom! ! !
The shock wave generated when the giant claw landed on the ground shattered the rubble within a radius of hundreds of meters into powder.

When the End Beast slowly raised its feet, only a scarlet color remained on the ground.

The Blood King's icy voice spread across the land through the resonance chamber of the End Beast:

"This is what happens to cowards."

At this moment, multiple voices sounded in his mind:
[Challenger Tip: Kill the Spirit Warrior to obtain...]

(End of this chapter)