"At that time, some ignorant races called them the Sun God."

This old turtle man is really old. The survivor of the fifth era was just a little turtle at that time, but now he is incredibly old.

"Does the Era disaster require level 8 civilization to solve it?" Lu Yuan deeply felt at this moment that the Era disaster was too exaggerated, and it was a fuss?

Level 8 civilization, what is that?

"Don't be curious."

"Curiosity will only speed up disasters."

"Is there a level nine civilization? a level ten civilization!" Lu Yuan said in surprise, "We send cosmic signals in the sea of ​​chaos. Will there be a level ten civilization response? Will the Baltanites, will King Folisha come to save us?"

"It's okay to express your gratitude to the civilization on the top of the tower! Maybe they're here again."

“…Are you crazy?”

Turtle people all believed that this initial myth was an interesting mental patient.

Solomon on the other side was still reporting the situation. Seeing that they were actually laughing, the Turtle Man No. 12 cursed impolitely: "You guys are serious! Don't be nonsense there."

"The Pangu Continent is about to perish. You are still looking for a level 10 civilization there and calling King Folisha. It's really a turtle shell that is sick!"

"Ahem... Isn't this a long time since I haven't had a guest, so I can just chat."

After being sprayed, No. 286 couldn't help but shrink its shell. It took a long time to poke its head out again.

Lu Yuan stopped talking and started studying his "vegetable garden" plan again.

No. 286 whispered: "Back to the point, this hairy egg is also a [spice]. Unfortunately, it was unfortunate that the disaster broke out at the moment when it wanted to break its shell. The huge pressure from the outside forced it to shrink back..."

“It wants to wait for the disaster to come out before coming out.”

"But the disaster has never ended. It was exhausted inside and turned into a smelly egg."

The turtle man sighed and said, "Whether life or turtle birth, there are always countless choices. If it chooses to leave its shell, it may enjoy a few seconds of brilliant turtle birth and open its eyes to see the world."

"Then it was destroyed by the Era disaster."

"It doesn't come out of its shell now, and it's been a few more years, but it's still going to die."

"This damn turtle life."

Lu Yuan empathized with it: "It's indeed a tragedy."

[A divine turtle egg that has been hatched but has not successfully broken out of its shell.]

[Once the divine turtle hatched, it will intimidate all directions, but some divine turtles will be trapped in the eggshell and die of exhaustion.]

[The rest of the meaning can awaken future generations, but no one knows the choice of fate.]

[The virtue of the divine turtle is brilliant and will be sacrificial forever; but some divine turtles want to travel around the sea, but can only drag the heavy stone oars forward.]

[The gap between turtles is so big that it makes people sigh (Legendary -·Natural Strange Things)]

To be honest, this egg can only be considered a lower level among legendary items, because the attributes contained in it are too messy.

Earth attributes, life attributes, some niche stone attributes, steel attributes, etc., there is even a trace of pollution caused by the illusory chaotic wind in the eggshell.

It was this gust of wind that blew away the soul of this [Essence] and made it die in distress.

Lu Yuan sighed in secretly, "If it were a real [Essence] egg, how could it have an epic level? Now it has dropped a large level, almost two levels."

However, for craftsmen of his level, the confusion of the attributes of items is not very critical.

Artistic conception is even more important!

...

Lu Yuan entered a state of meditation.

Slowly, he integrated his thoughts into the time countless years ago.

He saw a large group of little tortoises breaking out!

The sand grains were shining with golden luxury in the sun. Suddenly, some sand surface arched strangely. The turtle eggs were trembling under the sand. The young turtles were knocking against the inner wall with their milky white egg teeth at the tip of their beaks.

As an old civilization that collects the bloodlines of ancient turtles, the Mi civilization has more than 20 types of [精].

Like [Sheng·White Sparrow], [Sheng·Dragon Turtle], [Sheng·Sheng Turtle], etc., these turtle eggs are also diverse, colorful and full of life.

Seeing the trembling eggs, Lu Yuan was very happy and thought to himself: "When will I have such a large farm!"

"The gap between civilization and civilization is really huge."

This faint sound of shell breaking triggered a chain reaction in the egg cluster, and the sand layer of the entire hatchery was as if it was heartbeat.

A crisp sound was heard - a certain eggshell bloomed into a spider-web-like crack, and the pale green coracoid process pierced the calcium cage.

The newborn little turtle, with its wet scales shining with mother-of-pearl, and its webbed claws covered with egg liquid, spread out the sand.

"Crack, crack!"

More turtle eggs burst one after another, and the same generation of turtles crawled out of the eggshell.

They marched quickly towards the ocean!

But one of them had not broken out.

This is a turtle called [精精精]. It looks a bit honest and has fleshy limbs and is powerful at birth.

Unfortunately, it broke out a little late.

In the first second when the eggshell shattered, a heart-pounding darkness came from afar!

Even though Lu Yuan was in the historical environment, he still felt the cold chill!

He couldn't help but stare into the sky.

That confused sense of amnesia appeared again.

Weird vortexes appeared in the sky, making people lose their minds.

Fortunately, this is just a historical memory of the turtle. This new little turtle does not know what the disaster in the era is, so what Lu Yuan can feel is actually very limited.

It was instinctively feared.

This fear made it retract back into the eggshell, just as if it could make itself survive by shrinking its head as an ostrich.

It has been like this for a long time, and time seems to have stopped.

The combat power of this kind of vision is not as strong as that of the [demon].

But their wisdom is obviously relatively high, and coupled with the careful cultivation of civilized civilization, these [sophisticated] have been well educated even during the fetal and egg period.

It had wanted to come out several times, but the cold outside became stronger and stronger. It was so scared that it shivered. It didn't know how its brothers were, nor what was going on outside.

The time for breaking the shell is a second different, and fate is already very different.

It suffers hard, endures hunger, and wants to endure the disaster.

It's patient.

It has been patient.

Sometimes, it also thinks, what will it encounter when it comes to shelling itself in advance?

There are two paths in the fork line of fate.

A full of ups and downs and magnificent waves, only one second before death.

The other is to hide in a warm harbor and die mediocrely.

It, selected the second item.

Never witnessed the outside world with his own eyes, and died in the eggshell.

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!