The death rate of the monsters around Meng Chao was getting higher and higher.

  Their deaths were also becoming more and more tragic.

  The owner of this memory, the ancient mutant bug, was like the “warrior” of the entire race. It was especially agile and fierce.

  It jumped up and down to dodge the Reaper’s Scythe several times.

  However, just relying on the courage of a mantis to stop a chariot was not enough to help it win first place.

  When a beam of scarlet rays and a beam of dark blue rays swept over its area from left and right, it could no longer dodge.

  It could only watch as its companions in front, left and right, and behind it were swallowed by the flames and frozen into ice.

  Meng Chao felt a sharp pain all over his body. His vision turned black, and he could no longer see anything.

  “.……I’m dead?”


  Meng Chao muttered to himself.

  He instantly realized that it wasn’t him, but the owner of the memory, the ancient mutant insect, who was dead.

  A moment later, a feeble tremor came from the darkness, and a brand-new scene appeared before his eyes.

  What had been running through the scene all along was a long nose that was as flexible as a tentacle and full of thorns.

  There was also a giant sarcoma at the end of the nose. The surface of the sarcoma had been keratinized, and there were bone thorns all over it. It looked like a well-defined meteor hammer.

  On both sides of the long nose were two tusks that were soaring into the sky. Complicated natural patterns were growing on the surface of the tusks. Driven by the spiritual energy in his body, the tusks could vibrate at a very high frequency and increase the destructive power of the tusks.

  No matter how the angle of view changed, the ferocious long nose and the tusks were still in front of him.

  It was then that Meng Chao realized that they were his nose and tusks.

  No, to be more precise, they were the perspectives and memories of another monster similar to the tyrant mammoth.

  This proved Meng Chao’s judgment.

  Whether it was the ancient bug in the beginning or the tyrant mammoth now, they were all extensions of the will of the mother.

  Through the omnipresent neural network, the mother could manipulate every monster in the beast horde just like how chess players manipulated chess pieces and competitive gaming experts manipulated virtual soldiers.

  It would also store everything they saw, heard, and gathered in the “computer.”


  Then, Meng Chao “died” again.

  “What’s going on?”


  Looking at the darkness before him as if he had been forced out of the game, Meng Chao was stunned.

  The first ancient mutant bug had managed to hold on for a long time. From hundreds of kilometers away, the mother’s nest had sprinted all the way to the outskirts of the ancient city and launched a suicidal charge.

  The seemingly tyrannical tyrant mammoth did not even last half a minute before it died in a daze. He did not even know how He died!

  However, it was not important because the third monster’s view soon appeared in front of Meng Chao’s eyes.

  It was a flying monster that looked like a griffin. It could easily break the speed of sound, and it could also move between inches, leaving afterimages that seemed to be real.

  With its marvelous flying ability, it had lasted longer than the Tyrant Mammoth under the attack of the Crystal Hedgehog.

  Moreover, it could clearly see an inescapable net made of countless red rays shooting toward its head and head, burning its bone marrow and brain into a mess.

  Next, it was the perspective of the fourth, fifth…… and the hundredth monster.

  They had all sorts of inexplicable and painful memories of death.

  Meng Chao felt as if he had experienced hundreds of thousands of different ways of dying in a short period of time as a monster.

  Being burned by flames or frozen into ice was a routine operation.

  Being transported into the bodies of other monsters and feeling each other’s flesh, blood, and even internal organs being forcefully squeezed together, the feeling was indescribable.

  There were also fragments that were instantly disintegrated into the size of fingernails. They instantly aged to the extent of rotting. Their blood instantly became strong acid, and their brains were instantly cooked by directional ripples……

  Even Meng Chao’s powerful soul, which had returned from the apocalypse……

  Could not withstand such a painful torture.

  This could not even be considered a war.

  It could not even be considered a massacre.

  It was an out-and-out monster hell.

  But it was still the same sentence.

  There were simply too many monsters.

  So many that the corpses could extinguish the lava and block the River Styx. In the depths of hell, a path leading to victory was paved.

  Tens of millions of monsters were reduced to ashes.

  Ten times the number of monsters charged forward one after another.

  Using the gaps between the terrifying rays, they crazily launched their final charge toward the immemorial city.

  Meng Chao was carried by the overwhelming beast horde and finally arrived in front of the crystal shield that was more than a hundred meters in length and width.

  The translucent materials that were originally sparkling and translucent were filled with spiritual energy that exceeded their limits. They were emitting scarlet, orange, dark blue, azure, sky blue, grass green, jade green, dark green…… all kinds of magnificent colors.

  Each color was emitting an extremely dangerous aura.

  However, the beast horde charged forward without caring about anything else.

  As expected, when the beast horde hit the red crystal shield, thousands of monsters spurted out magma-like flames from inside out at the same time. They were burnt into lumps of coke in an instant, and the coke collapsed and perished in the next moment.

  When the beast horde hit the deep blue crystal shield, thousands of monsters turned into glittering statues, which then burst into splashes of ice.

  The monsters that hit the golden shields were immediately cut into countless pieces. The monsters that hit the purple and black shields spread like a terrible plague within their species and soon rotted into piles of shells and bones The monsters that hit the shields, which were still transparent as if they did not exist, seemed to have stepped into an invisible space crack. They disappeared in large patches and reappeared in the monster hordes nearby, raising a storm of blood and flesh.

  Meng Chao was not wrong.

  These crystal shields were like the upgraded version of the death ray.

  In other words, they were extremely efficient monster slaughterhouses.

  The beast horde crashed into the crystal shields.

  It was like the waves crashing into the reefs on the shore. It was meaningless.

  However……

  Just as Meng Chao pounced on the crystal shields again and again and crushed them into powder without any suspense, he could not help but feel a deep sense of despair.

  He unintentionally turned his head to take a look.

  He saw over a hundred waves stretching from the edge of the ancient city all the way to the end of the horizon. They were vast and mighty, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.

  Only then did he realize that the ancient city had become an isolated island from some unknown point in time.

  The world outside the isolated island was the world of monsters.

  Many times, quantity was also a kind of quality.

  Quantity led to quality. When countless waves washed the island and the coast day after day, year after year, they would never tire. After millions of years, tens of millions of years, and billions of years.

  No matter how indestructible the island and the coast looked, they would be eroded by the seemingly weak waves until they were bumpy and uneven.

  It was then that Meng Chao realized that the Ancients and monsters were at the two extremes of a civilization.

  If one were to say that the killing techniques of the Ancients had reached the peak of perfection and reached the level of art.

  The killing techniques of the monsters, on the other hand, were simple and crude to the point of returning to the basics.

  No matter how powerful, bizarre, unpredictable, and unblockable the attack of the Ancients was, it would still consume spirit energy.

  Once the spirit energy was exhausted, no matter how brilliant the Crystal Hedgehog was, it would turn into a dull and crisp stone.

  No matter how sharp the blazing rays, freezing rays, telepathic rays, toxic rays, and teleportation rays were, they would all be annihilated.

  Therefore, the mother had no hope that the surging beast horde before it could break through the absolute defense of the crystal shield in one breath.

  It was merely using the beast horde calmly, patiently, and unhurriedly to consume the spirit energy of the ancient city.

  Although the ancient city occupied an area of thousands of kilometers, it was the place where countless crystal ore veins intersected and where the spirit energy was the most abundant.

  However, the mother had already controlled the entire world outside the ancient city.

  While the fierce battle outside the ancient city was in full swing, the mother was still able to smoothly stretch its roots and entangle and suck more and more crystal ore veins, continuously producing more monsters and joining the certain-death beast horde.

  Therefore, the soul-stirring ancient war became the most troublesome problem for the elementary school students. There were two water pipes in a swimming pool, one of which was constantly filled with water, and the other was constantly draining water.

  The outcome of the war depended only on the speed of production and the consumption of spirit energy on both sides.

  If the mother could produce monsters faster than the Ancients could eliminate monsters on the battlefield, the mother would be able to absorb spirit energy faster than the Ancients.

  In other words, the mother could absorb spiritual energy more efficiently than the ancient cities could.

  No matter how much the frontline looked like a massacre where the Ancients had the upper hand.

  The final victory would belong to the monsters, the numbers, and the mother.

  No, it was not as simple as simply consuming spirit energy.

  The monsters were evolving.

  It took Meng Chao a long time to realize this.

  This was because most of the monsters crashed into the crystal vesicles. After they broke out of their shells, they rushed to the immemorial city in a hurry. Like moths flying into the fire, they turned into dust on the crystal shield.

  In the beginning, Meng Chao did not notice what had happened to the monsters.

  It was not until a bug-type monster was able to withstand the raging flames for three seconds that it turned into a pile of ashes. Before it died, it even sprayed a mouthful of acid at the crystal shield opposite it, leaving a black stain on the crystal clear shield, only then did Meng Chao realize that the monster had become stronger!

  This was not an exception.

  Meng Chao discovered that more and more monsters were able to withstand the death ray and the crystal shield for a longer period of time and make a last-minute counterattack.

  In the beginning, as long as a monster was hit by the scarlet ray, no matter how thick its shell was, it would be burnt to death within one second.

  Gradually, many monsters had to be hit by the scarlet ray for three to five seconds, or even seven to eight seconds, before the phenomenon of spontaneous combustion was triggered.

  Some of the monsters were still alive even though they had been burned into a fireball. They did not stop struggling until they crashed into the crystal shield and caused chaotic spirit waves on the surface of the shield.