Around Meng Chao, the mortality rate of monsters is getting higher and higher.

The conditions of death are becoming more and more horrific.

The owner of this memory, that ancient insect, was like the "warrior" of the entire group, especially agile and ferocious.

It jumped up and down to avoid several swings of the "Death Scythe".

However, just relying on the bravery of such a mantis as a chariot is not enough to help it win the first place.

When a beam of scarlet rays and a beam of faint blue rays swept towards the area where it was from the left and right at the same time, it had nowhere to dodge.

I could only watch helplessly as my companions in front of me, on my left and right, and behind me were half swallowed up by the flames and half frozen into lumps of ice.

Meng Chao felt a sting all over his body, his vision went dark, and he could not see anything.

"……I am dead?"

Meng Chao murmured to himself.

In an instant, he realized that it was not him, but the owner of this memory. The ancient worm was dead.

After a moment, there was a faint tremor in the darkness, and a brand new picture appeared before his eyes.

What runs throughout the picture is a proboscis that is covered with thorns and is as flexible as a tentacle.

There is also a huge sarcoma at the end of the nose. The surface of the sarcoma has been keratinized and covered with bone spurs, like sharp-edged meteor hammers.

On both sides of the proboscis, there are two fangs rising into the sky, with mysterious and complex natural patterns growing on the surface. Driven by the spiritual energy in the body, it can emit ultra-high frequency vibrations, increasing the destructive power of the fangs.

No matter how the perspective changes, the ferocious proboscis and fangs are always lingering before our eyes.

Only then did Meng Chao realize that these were his nose and fangs.

No, to be more precise, this is the perspective and memory of another monster similar to the "Tyrant Mammoth".

This proves Meng Chao's judgment.

Whether it was the original ancient insect or the current tyrant mammoth, they were all extensions of the "mother's" will.

Through the ubiquitous neural network, the "matrix" can control every monster in the beast wave just like a chess player controls chess pieces or a competitive game master controls virtual units.

And the pictures they see, the sounds they hear, and all the information they collect are stored in the "microbrain".

Then, Meng Chao "died" again.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing the darkness in front of him, as if he was forced to quit the game, Meng Chao was stunned for a while.

The first primordial worm managed to persist for a long time. From the nest of the "mother body" hundreds of kilometers away, it rushed all the way to the outskirts of the primordial city and launched a suicide charge.

This seemingly overbearing tyrant mammoth didn't even last for half a minute before it died in a daze. He didn't even understand how "he" died!

However, this is not important.

Because in front of Meng Chao, the perspective of a third monster soon appeared.

This is a flying monster similar to a gryphon. It can easily break through the speed of sound, and it can also move around within a square inch, dragging out a series of afterimages that seem to be substantial.

Relying on its miraculous flying ability, it persisted longer than the tyrant mammoth under the attack of the "Crystal Hedgehog".

Moreover, he clearly saw a dragnet composed of countless red rays, covering his head and head, burning his bone marrow and brain to a crisp.

Next, is the perspective of the fourth, fifth... and hundredth monster.

And their various, inexplicable, and extremely painful memories of death.

Meng Chao felt as if he had experienced hundreds of different ways of dying as hundreds of monsters in just a short moment.

Being burned in flames or frozen into a lump of ice are routine operations.

Being transported into the bodies of other monsters, feeling each other's flesh and blood and even internal organs, being squeezed together, the feeling cannot be described in words.

There are also things that are instantly broken down into fragments the size of fingernails, instantly aged to the point of decay, the blood instantly turns into strong acid, and the brain is instantly cooked by directional ripples...

Rao is the powerful soul of Meng Chao who has returned from the end of the world.

Some of them couldn't bear such painful torture.

This is hardly a war.

It's not even a massacre.

It's an out-and-out monster hell.

But still the same sentence.

There are too many monsters.

There are so many corpses that they can extinguish the magma, block the River Styx, and pave a path to victory in the depths of hell.

Tens of millions of monsters were wiped out.

Ten times more monsters rushed forward one after another.

Taking advantage of the firing gap of the terror ray, madly launch a final sprint towards the ancient city.

Meng Chao was swept away by the overwhelming tide of beasts, and finally came to a crystal shield that was over a hundred meters long and wide.

These originally crystal clear translucent substances have been filled with spiritual energy that exceeds the limit, exuding red, orange, scarlet, deep blue, azure blue, sky blue, grass green, emerald green, dark green... all kinds of magnificent colors.

Every color exudes an aura of extreme danger.

However, the beast tide rushed forward without hesitation.

Sure enough, when the beast tide hit the red crystal shield, thousands of monsters spewed magma-like flames from the inside out at the same time, burning into lumps of coke in an instant. The coke collapsed and was annihilated in an instant.

When the beast tide hit the blue crystal shield, thousands of monsters turned into shiny statues, and then made a "bang bang bang bang" sound and turned into ice shavings scattered by the goddess.

The tide of beasts that hit the golden shield was directly cut into countless pieces; the tide of beasts that hit the purple and black shields seemed like a terrifying plague was spreading within the group, and soon rotted into piles of carapace and bones.

; The beast tide that struck the shield that still remained transparent, as if it did not exist, seemed to have stepped into an invisible gap in space. Large areas disappeared, and then reappeared inside the nearby beast tide, setting off waves of blood and flesh flying storms.

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Meng Chao guessed correctly.

These crystal shields are like an upgraded version of death rays.

In other words, they are extremely efficient monster slaughterhouses.

The beast wave slammed into the crystal shield.

Just like the waves crashing against the rocks on the shore, it makes no sense.

However……

Just when Meng Chao pounced on the crystal shield again and again and was crushed into powder without any suspense, he couldn't help but feel deep despair.

Inadvertently, he glanced back.

I saw hundreds of mighty waves stretching from the edge of Taikoo City to the end of the horizon.

It was then that I was shocked to realize that since some time, Taikoo City had become an isolated island.

The world outside the isolated island is dominated by monsters.

Many times, quantity is also a kind of quality.

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, when countless waves wash away the islands and coasts day after day, year after year, never tiredly, for millions, tens of millions, and billions of years later.

Even the seemingly indestructible islands, reefs and coasts will be eroded by seemingly weak waves and become pitted and uneven.

Only then did Meng Chao realize that "ancient people" and "monsters" were at two extremes of the same civilization.

If we say that the killing skills of the "ancients" have reached their peak, they have reached the realm of "art".

The "monster's" killing skills are so simple and crude that they return to nature.

No matter how powerful, weird, unpredictable and unpredictable the attack methods of the "ancients" are.

It all requires consuming spiritual energy.

Once the spiritual energy is exhausted, no matter how brilliant the "crystal hedgehog" is, it will turn into a dull, crisp stone.

No matter how sharp the flame ray, freezing ray, mind ray, poison ray and teleportation ray are, they will be annihilated.

Therefore, the "Matrix" had no hope that the surging beast tide in front of it could break through the absolute defense composed of crystal shields in one go.

It was just calm, patient, and unhurriedly using the beast tide to consume the spiritual energy of the ancient city.

The Taikoo City certainly occupies the intersection of countless spar veins within a radius of thousands of kilometers, a location with the most abundant spiritual energy.

The "Matrix" has already controlled the entire world outside the ancient city.

While the fierce battle was raging on the outskirts of the ancient city, the "matrix" was still able to stretch its roots with ease, entangle and suck more and more crystal mineral veins, and continuously produce more monsters to join the inevitable tide of beasts.

As a result, the thrilling ancient war has become the most troublesome problem for primary school students, "there are two water pipes in a swimming pool, one is constantly filling in water, and the other is constantly draining water".

The outcome of the war depends solely on the production speed and spiritual energy consumption speed of both sides.

If the speed at which the "mother body" produces monsters can be greater than the speed at which the "ancients" destroy monsters on the battlefield.

In other words, the efficiency of the "matrix" in absorbing spiritual energy can be greater than the efficiency of the ancient city in absorbing spiritual energy.
To be continued...