Go ahead to dangers.
This is just the periphery of the ruins. If they can't handle this level of danger, then they can just go back home without incurring casualties.
"It is indeed a relic of creation, but in the outer area, the fog that permeates it is already the fourth level of dark green, which is unprecedented!"
Buzz——
The Ark on the other side shook slightly, and a strong and thick defensive barrier enveloped the ship, expelling the dark green mist. It searched for the coordinates and fled away at high speed.
In the temple, everyone's expressions were relatively relaxed. They had gathered the top combat power of the alliance, and they were not at all concerned about the dangers.
Yan Xing's eyes flickered, and he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw tangible fear on the faces of the survivors. It's been so long, and the mighty gods and demons haven't gotten over the nightmare yet?
What exactly did the Holy Land exploration troops encounter at that time?
"Notice! The set coordinates have been reached! 』
Zhi Nao's voice resounded in the hall, and the Ark on the other side stopped for a moment after escaping at extreme speed, hovering in the void. Rays of light shot out from the bow of the ship, expelling the fog below, revealing the scene on the ground.
The fog will hinder perception, which can ensure that the monks can see the subtle details, but sometimes, seeing too clearly can be a bad thing.
"Huh? It's a memetic wave!"
"Send the order, under the influence of gods and demons, everyone is immediately cut off from perception."
A true immortal sensed something strange below and quickly warned, sending his thoughts to every corner of the Ark on the other side. When the soldiers heard this, their expressions were solemn and they cut off their five senses without hesitation.
Yan Xing stood up slowly, looked down and saw the scene on the ground.
What he saw was a piece of scorched black earth. Among the ruins and broken walls, there was a thin figure sitting cross-legged, estimated to be only ten thousand feet tall.
The strange figure is facing the Ark on the other side. Although his body is thin, he has extremely strong muscles. His skin is dark purple, and his long black hair is scattered around his waist. There is a brass Zen staff running through his neck. He holds both hands flat, holding a huge Multiple brass Zen staffs.
His mouth was wide open, and his scarlet tongue hung down to his abdomen. What was strange was the position of his eyes. There were no eyes, but two blood-red arms stretched out from the eye sockets. They were as fat as a baby's arms, and his fingers were holding unknown seals.
Sneaky, gloomy, the weirdo just sat there quietly, looking at him made me feel extremely depressed for no reason.
Among the ruins, there was also the wreckage of a battleship, which had long been in decay. Scattered corpses can still be seen everywhere, with their mouths wide open and tongues hanging out, and a pair of scarlet arms stretching out from their eyes. They are the same as the purple-skinned monster, except that the seals formed by the little hands are different.
The corpse was very fresh, as if it had just died, which was in sharp contrast to the decaying battleship. Through their clothing, they can be identified as the exploratory troops who entered the ruins before.
"What kind of creature is this?"
The true immortals looked at each other with doubts. Even with their extensive knowledge, they did not recognize this purple-skinned monster. No related existence had ever been unearthed in the ruins in the past.
Such corpses naturally come from prehistoric civilization, and they are the third situation in the danger of ruins.
For unknown reasons, although these corpses are dead, they will exude a power, which is transmitted to other living beings through various forms like memes.
Through a large number of examples, the alliance gave an explanation that the world where prehistoric civilization existed was very different from today. Therefore, creatures living in that era would carry special "substances" that cannot be tolerated by today's creatures. .
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According to Yan Xing's understanding, this is like a "virus" that exists in different worlds. It may have no effect on the indigenous people, but it is fatal to people in other worlds.
This is probably the logic, but the contamination of the ruins and corpses is many levels higher than the "virus".
"Zhi Nao, suppress and recover the corpses, classifying them as a third-level pollution source."
The True Immortal gave the order, and the Ark on the Other Side immediately responded. A fist-sized Rubik's Cube of light and shadow was dropped and landed on top of the ruins. The next moment, light flashed, and the Rubik's Cube disintegrated into a six-sided dimensionless film, slowly falling and expanding. Extending, cutting off the entire land for hundreds of miles.
The purple-skinned corpse and the broken wall were held up by a cube, and the six-sided film closed violently to wrap it up, then collapsed to the size of its original fist, shot back, and fell into the storage room of the Ark on the other side.
Things in the ruins are of high research value, especially species that have never appeared before. If they can be recovered, try to recover them. If it is not possible, they will be destroyed again.
The power of the Ark on the Other Side is evident from the fact that the prehistoric corpses, which even the gods and demons were a little afraid of, were easily recovered.
Buzz——
While the alliance was delayed here, the fog rolled behind them, and a huge emerald-green sphere shot past.
It was the tribes of all races, and they followed closely. The sphere was the "Eternal Fortress", a great creation comparable to the Ark on the other side.
Being surpassed in this way, the senior leaders of the alliance were not angry, but just watched the Eternal Fortress go away coldly. From the beginning, this was the result that they had contributed to.
If you go ahead, you may get unexpected rewards, but at the same time, you have to bear the danger of "traveling through thunder".
The gains and losses depend on your own choices.
"Huh? What is this?!"
Above the Eternal Fortress, in a palace complex where a large number of elves gathered, the void suddenly twisted slightly, and colorful butterflies appeared out of thin air, vibrating their wings and dancing gracefully.
Elves have no resistance to beautiful and elegant things. Although they are in a dangerous ruin, the Eternal Fortress has a strong defensive barrier. Subconsciously, they do not think that there is danger that can sneak in silently.
Many elves couldn't help but stretch out their white jade hands. Those butterflies seemed to be very spiritual, landing slowly and stopping on the green-white fingertips.
The elves stared at the butterfly with appreciative eyes, and the butterfly also raised its "head" strangely. Suddenly, the elves could see the butterfly's face clearly.
What a greasy and bloated face, with layers of fat, bubble eyes, sausage mouth, and exaggerated curvature at the corners of the mouth, with a wretched look on his face, like a madman.
How can such evil and terrifying creatures be associated with beauty and elegance?
vomit--
Many elves were shocked, their pretty faces turned pale, and they instantly realized something was wrong with these butterflies, and screamed loudly.
“Ahhh!
"
"What?!"
"Be alert! Watch out for those butterflies!"
The strong men of the Wanzu tribe also sensed the abnormality on the fortress at this time, and their expressions changed drastically. They did not expect that a monster had bypassed the defensive barrier and could evade all sensing methods.
It was too late, and the elves who came into contact with the butterflies had terrible changes in their bodies.
Starting from the white palm, the fingers began to twist, and colorful acne bags appeared on the skin, spreading crazily to the body. The decisive elf cut off the arm, but it was still useless. The arm crawled on the ground, but her body still mutated uncontrollably.
Every particle of their flesh and blood seemed to have its own thoughts, out of control of consciousness, and arranged in chaotic combinations.
In an instant, all the elves who had come into contact with the butterfly were turned into twisted and rotten trees of flesh and blood. On the tree trunks and branches, pustules were broken one by one, and a large number of worms crawled out, spinning silk and forming cocoons at a speed visible to the naked eye. When they broke out of the cocoons, it was the weird and evil idiot-faced butterfly again.
The pollution spread, and in an instant, an elven stronghold was completely destroyed and became a breeding ground for butterflies.
"Hey! Isn't this the Ten Thousand Tribes Tribe? Why did it stop?"
"Hahaha!
"
At this time, the Ark on the other side passed by at high speed, leaving behind a scene of laughter and ridicule, and then fled away.
"These butterflies are named [Spiritual Maggots] by us. Their existence form is very strange. They cannot be sensed and isolated. They have a strong tendency towards spiritual energy. As long as the fluctuations of spiritual energy are isolated, they will not appear."
Above the main hall, the old man from the Hall of Eternal Life said slowly that according to his reminder, the monks on the other side of the ark had self-blocked the spiritual energy fluctuations in advance and successfully crossed this dangerous area.
To find out the habits and characteristics of [Spiritual Maggot], the original exploration team paid a heavy price. This thing is not fatal to high-level monks, but if it comes into contact with someone below the Immortal Realm, they will definitely die.
The original exploration experience is still very useful, at least it can avoid many unnecessary casualties.
"My lords, please be careful. This is just entering the outer area."
It's just the periphery of the ruins.
They also knew nothing about most of the outer areas, and dangers were everywhere.
The true immortals nodded solemnly, their perception spread, covering the inside and outside of the other side of the ark with all their strength, and they were always paying attention to any abnormal situations.
Yan Xing looked thoughtful. It seemed that the unknown senior had forced his way out of the ruins. In other words, he was probably not in the outer area.
Which era does the unknown senior exist from?
What is the purpose of entering the ruins of creation?
Yan Xing had too many doubts in his heart, so he could only ask them face to face, hoping that Senior Wuming was still alive.
