Chapter 347: Great Shame and Humiliation

Spirit world, Beihong Continent.

The breeze blows the ‘silver sand’ on the ground, and the air is filled with blood and a strange metallic smell.

This is the dividing line between silver and red.

Half of the world is stained with filthy scarlet, and half of the world is stained with cold silver.

The metallic gravel, soil, and weathered buildings are all manifestations of being eroded and assimilated by spirit particles.

The catastrophe a hundred years ago, the spirit particle destruction bombs that exploded all over the world of the spirit people, caused this land to be severely eroded.

Fortunately, the equivalent of the exploded spirit particle destruction bombs has been carefully calculated by the intelligent brain, and it is not higher than the speed of world purification.

Otherwise, once it exceeds a certain critical point, the world will be irreversibly assimilated by spirit particles.

It will eventually turn into a spirit particle wave and disappear in the vast starry sky.

However, the spirit people who were careless did not calculate that the meat glory tree would mutate into the holy blood giant tree, and the corpse clan born from the holy mountain of flesh and blood also mastered the power of spirit particles.

On the one hand, the powerful Holy Corpse Clan will enrich the spirit particles on a large scale.

On the other hand, with the expansion of the Holy Mountain, blood has infected every inch of soil in this world.

Invisibly, the process of spirit particles assimilating the world has also been deepened.

Today, a hundred years later, the degree to which the world has been assimilated by spirit particles has not decreased in the slightest.

In the ruined shelter of the spirit people, a lizard with silver spots on its body is searching for possible food in the ruined building.

The stench of rotting meat is like the sweetest bait that attracts this tenacious little life.

A bright red flower rooted in the broken walls is about to bloom, and the strong smell of rotten meat is emanating from the flower.

With a "pop~" sound, countless jellyfish-like tentacles stretched out from the flower and swallowed the little lizard that fell into the death trap whole.

This flower is also a Holy Corpse Clan.

It just mimics a plant, with low power and very inconspicuous.

In fact, whether it is the disaster of spirit particle assimilation, the disaster of red fog, or the spread of the holy corpse tribe, they are all doomsday-level disasters.

The original ecological system of this world has indeed experienced a devastating destruction.

And this disaster has not ended, but has continued from a hundred years ago to today.

"Hahaha, found it."

Under the abandoned spirit shelter, the clone Xieyan, who is still barefoot and wearing plain linen clothes, was violently extracted from the heavy protective devices.

The central intelligent brain stored in the core of the base was violently extracted.

These intelligent brains record all the information of each spirit shelter since the disaster, including population, living conditions, technological branch development, historical information, etc.

Until the shelter is breached, the spirits living here are slaughtered.

The central intelligent brain of the shelter will fall asleep.

The holy corpse tribe is not interested in these intelligent brains, which also makes it highly likely that they will be preserved.

For the spirits, the central intelligent brains of these shelters are historical proof of their existence and struggle.

It is also a monument of civilization that carries all their knowledge, culture, history, and memory.

It is a monument and a tombstone.

It is the despair of the spirits and the last hope.

Since the destruction of itself is inevitable, leave this precious civilization heritage to the later generations!

And who is this later generation, is it a new spirit who survived the bloody disaster, or another advanced intelligent civilization born in this world.

Who knows?

Looking for hope in despair is a romance unique to the race of advanced intelligent civilization.

Compared with despair, civilization is more afraid of being forgotten.

This is the instinct of civilization and the driving force of wisdom.

After the battle of Shelter Zero, the clone Evil Eye did not return to the East Expansion Continent with the remnants of the defeated army, but chose to stay in the North Hong Continent.

Post-war summary is very troublesome, especially the summary of defeat, which may even be scolded.

Such a troublesome thing must naturally be pushed to the subordinates.

And the scapegoat for this defeat has long been determined.

He Feilian, who had suffered a great loss at the hands of the head of the Orena family and had a lucky escape, would naturally explain it to his cheap sister.

Who was the one who was greedy for merit and reckless and murdered his own people?

It seemed to be him. →_→

Anyway, no one knew about this, so it naturally didn't count.

He stayed here not just to avoid work, well, that was the main reason.

The secondary reason was that he couldn't go back for the time being.

Although the plan of the First Holy Mountain to eliminate the Branch of Abundance in advance, the Eighth Holy Mountain that came out of nowhere, was shattered.

But based on his understanding of Xie Yue, that guy who only had the kingly way and the tyranny in his mind, would never give up and swallow this bad breath.

Maybe as soon as he went back, Xie Yue would personally lead his troops to the expedition to the North Hong Continent.

Cut down the Branch of Abundance and the Holy Blood Giant Tree on this continent together.

Last time, that guy was going to lead the expedition in person, but he found a reason to delay him.

As long as he doesn't go back to the First Holy Mountain, Xie Yue will not leave the Holy Mountain to ensure its safety.

If he doesn't go back, it means that Xie Yue is tied to the Dongtuo Continent.

Before the First Holy Mountain completely digests the Dongtuo Continent, the Rich Branch, that is, the players are temporarily safe.

However, it is boring to stay in the Beihong Continent and do nothing.

And if he stays here, he needs to find a reasonable reason to fool his cheap sister.

So Xie Yan set his sights on the Holy Blood Giant Tree in the Beihong Continent, the Seventh Holy Mountain.

As long as he finds a way to conquer the Seventh Holy Mountain, Xie Yue will not be able to say anything even if he is dissatisfied with his behavior of not listening to orders.

But a holy mountain is not so easy to attack.

During this period of time, he tried three times, all of which ended in failure.

Those low-level corpses are easy to deal with. Even the quasi-holy kings of the head of the family can't resist his illusion of eternal daylight.

The difficult thing is the big cockroach lying in the Seventh Holy Mountain.

It is naturally not susceptible to mental attacks and is a demigod with full defense points.

In addition, being in the Seventh Holy Mountain, it has the continuous power support of the Seventh Holy Mountain and has a high recovery ability.

And he happens to be a holy corpse who is good at control. When he encounters such an opponent with high defense and thick blood and is not susceptible to control.

It's like a tiger biting a turtle. It has nowhere to bite.

So after three failed attempts, Xie Yan decided to change his mind.

Since he can't deal with the big cockroach by himself, he can only look for help from outside.

On this continent, there is no one who has the ability to deal with the Seventh Holy Mountain and the courage to declare war on the Corpse Clan.

It can only be a player.

The central intelligent brain taken out from the core of the shelter was stored in the space.

This level of intelligent brain is expensive and very rare. He took advantage of the time to recover his strength in the past few days to plunder a lot of this continent.

There is no way, he is poor.

He can only be thrifty and pick up some junk that no one wants.

The main body has so many players. If he doesn't stock up more good things, the small treasury of the main body will be emptied by these guys sooner or later.

The main body is poor, and his clone is also poor.

He is the second holy king of the First Holy Mountain and the demigod of the Holy Corpse Clan. Who would have thought that his main job is actually a scavenger, or as the saying goes, a rag picker.

Alas, what is this.

Patting the dust on his hands, the evil eye sat down in the ruins and happened to sit on the corpse flower rooted on the broken wall.

The little lizard in the flower bud, which had just reached its mouth and had not yet been warmed up, was sprayed out by the corpse flower.

The wet and smoking silver-scaled lizard frantically waved its four little claws and burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

I don’t know if it can survive in the end.

The evil eye, who was indifferent to all this, took out a large number of "eyes" from the space with a smirk on his face, the number of which was no less than one thousand.

The back half of the red blood eyes was a constantly wriggling blood vessel, like a strange tadpole, floating and swimming in the air.

The evil eye picked and chose these eye tadpoles, picked one up, and threw it away casually.

"It's not this, nor is it this.

Found it."

...

Spirit World, Shelter No. 15.

This shelter is the new guild station of the My Emperor Guild.

Because they came early, the My Emperor Guild originally occupied Shelter No. 1, which was second only to Shelter No. 0 in terms of geographical location.

But because of the last battle to defend Shelter No. 0, the original base had been breached by the army of the Holy Corpse Clan.

Theoretically, Shelter No. 1 was equivalent to returning to a state of no owner.

The Summer Rabbit Guild secretly colluded with the Forerunners and took the opportunity to occupy their Shelter No. 1, which made my emperor suffer a loss.

After all, in the process of fighting against the army of the Holy Corpse Clan, they were the ones who slacked off, and they were also the ones who gave up the guild base cleanly.

They were inferior to others in skills, and they had to admit defeat even if they didn't want to, because the matter was a foregone conclusion.

The swallowed guild base could not be spit out by the other party, and if they continued to make trouble, the only one who would be embarrassed in the end would be my emperor himself.

Because of the limited-time task of the Nightmare Monster Pet and the player competition of the New Day Festival, the matter of reselecting the guild base was delayed again and again.

This delay made things troublesome.

After three consecutive updates, the number of players increased by more than twenty times.

Even if half of them were foreign players, the Forerunners and Summer Rabbits blocked foreign players from entering the spirit world.

Even so, guilds of all sizes have sprung up here like mushrooms after rain.

By the time they expelled the Saint Corpse Clan entrenched here and completed the guild station mission, the player shelter number was actually ranked 15th.

Of course, the bad luck of the Wuhuang Guild was not just this.

First, the confident player competition failed to win, causing all the players to mock that it was already on the decline and useless.

Later, they joined forces with the two major guilds, Jidao and Yaochi, who also had a premonition that they were on the decline.

They challenged the half-god BOSS that had hurt them before.

As a result, they became the laughing stock of the whole network again.

Last time, the BOSS was careless and was hit by Lang Bai, losing a drop of blood.

But this time, they didn't even lose a drop of blood.

To be precise, as soon as they encountered the mechanism monster, they were hard controlled, and all the members were not spared.

With them as a foil, now there are people who are whitewashing Lang Bai in the player forum.

Whatever, that shot by the other party at least showed the style of a player.

Although they were later affected by the disgusting mechanism, they were disgusted.

But this is enough to show that Lang Bai's shot did taunt the other party and broke the defense of the mechanism, so he retaliated against them.

And the three guilds of Wuhuang were completely sending food to the other party.

The other party didn't even eat a bite and returned all of it.

What a shame!