Thirty-three years of the Sacred Sakura Dynasty.

The Sakura Emperor was full of terror, wandering between the earth, stepping into the entire dead mountains, rivers, oceans, lava, and deserts, and she wandered in the ruins and the beautiful world of flowers blooming.

She was looking for something, but she couldn't find anything.

The world is empty and incomparably stranger.

That super ancient deity seems to have disappeared in the whole world, just like Hailandong back then, approaching twilight aging, no matter how to search, hysterically can't find that ancient existence.

"Perhaps, he will show up when the time is right, not now..."

At this time, this great deity will also stop on the top of the mountain, on the shore, holding a bright red umbrella overlooking the whole vast land, and will not move, standing for months.

She was waiting for a final fateful encounter.

She has a premonition, and she is also looking forward to its arrival, and when they meet again, she has too many questions.

"I gathered the calculus of a world, separated that sentence of language, according to mood and syllable changes, as 1876 fragments, and let the most elite scientists of mankind parse it, and in this sentence, I heard seven changes in emotion.."

"Happy, free, happy, relieved, happy..."

"But after all, I couldn't read him. ”

"The change of mood in the book, perhaps like my previous sentence, is a blessing for new life, free and easy, joyful.... It's the same context as I was at the time, but after all..."

"I had a vague hunch that the meaning was very different. ”

"His words are going to be a complete shock to us!"

Caroline finally sighed faintly, remembering the communication with Hai Landong, and the two of them each saw the beginning of the origin of the world,

"On behalf of humanity, I saw the ancient ancestral origins of mankind, traced the memories of generations of mankind, and saw a deity holding two babies and speaking a mysterious language. ”

"Hai Landong represents the Warcraft, killed the God of Warcraft, Fenba, and also traced back to the memory of the ancestor of Warcraft, and also saw a god who raised powerful Warcraft, including Finba, as if training pets, shaking bells, holding saucers, training..."

The origin of human beings is enough to make it difficult to figure out, coupled with the origin of Warcraft, the two origins are mixed, and the mystery is more and more shrouded in fog, and the truth of history cannot be seen.

Thirty-four years of the Sacred Sakura Dynasty.

The Sakura Empress seems to have let go of her previous dictatorship, and she left the affairs of the entire corpse clan to others to deal with, and after all, she wandered the whole land and mountains, still looking for something.

Some say that she is looking for a way to the gods, after all, she is already a high god!

Some people say that she is very lonely, and this feeling of invincibility is difficult for any living creature to experience, and it is a kind of dazed and lonely overwhelm.

But more people are whispering, she is looking for the legendary mysterious deity, the legendary super-ancient god that existed in the last civilization.

She wanted to challenge that god, so that it would be in keeping with her tyrannical, murderous nature!

But what is the heart of the Sakura Empress, no one knows, no one dares to ask this tyrant god, her power is too terrifying, murderous, to this day, some people count, the lives of all races she killed, the entire ancient lava land, I am afraid that there are more than three billion!

And with her obvious decentralization, some Heavenly Emperors began to intrigue and snatch the power of the corpse clan.

Thirty-six years of the Sacred Sakura Dynasty.

Civilization is still developing in ruins, and a celestial emperor came to meet and report,

"Tell the gods, the newborns of our corpse clan are dwindling in the billions of walking dead! ”

"Repay the gods, we corpse clans, have already multiplied themselves, as the main source of population birth, far higher than waiting for the accidental birth in the corpse group!"

....

On the throne, she held an umbrella and closed her eyes slightly.

And rightfully so.

A race reproduces itself and gives birth to offspring, which is a stable source of supplementary ethnic groups.

And waiting for the corpses in the vast sea of people to accidentally give birth to new lives to join them, it is too unstable... Although the newly born corpse clan in the vast sea of corpses is equivalent to the ancestor of the corpse clan, it is extremely talented.

Two years passed.

On the throne temple, the Sakura Empress was still closing her eyes, her eyes passed through the palace, looking at the distant sky, "Aren't you here yet?"

She is waiting for an encounter of fate, like a heavy rain in her life, such a day of ruling the corpse clan, she already wants to leave, as the only existence of the old days, and completely let go of this new world.

"Is it not yet time to meet me?"

A faint sigh came from the temple.

She felt a deep sense of loneliness, as if she was rejected by the world, and everything became extremely strange.

It's another year, and the years go by.

There is also the Emperor of Heaven reporting some matters,

"Report to the gods, we dozens of Heavenly Emperors, discuss together, we corpse clan, we should establish order!"

"Order?" Sakura asked with a smile, "what order should we establish?"

She was a little curious after all to see how they would develop.

"We look through the history, throughout the ancient civilizations, the Ishdar and the Nagahai tribe, and understand that if a race wants to develop, it must break away from the tribal life of wild beasts and blood!"

Sakura nodded.

In the apocalyptic wasteland, in addition to eating people and infecting people, zombies also cannibalize each other, which is simply common sense.

"What should I do?" Sakura asked again, sitting down on the throne and looking down, and said in a faint voice: "In the vast land, only our corpse clan is left, and there are no other lives, we cannibalize each other, how can we continue to be a species?

"But because of this, we cannibalism of the same kind, after all, is Ru Mao drinking blood, and we can't get on the right track of civilization!" An emperor of heaven spoke, "If this continues, the civilization that feeds on each other will perish sooner or later!"

Sakura smiled again, looking down at a powerful man below.

The zombie clan does have a vision, the corpse clan is originally an incomplete race, and if it develops like this, it will inevitably perish.

I've figured out a way for them to reproduce, but it's not enough!

At this time, another Heavenly Emperor spoke, "We have eaten the memories of the Ishdals, although there are not many, but we have compiled a list of dominant genetic modification abilities, which may be useful and can change their appearance." ”

"Change your appearance, change your appearance, do you use?" Sakura suddenly became curious, holding an umbrella, as if a supreme monarch was holding an imperial sword, and the supreme power lingered, making it impossible to see her divine face.

One of the Heavenly Emperors spoke, "Changing the appearance of those ordinary zombies, we will not be cannibalistic to give birth to high-level zombies with wisdom, it seems to be self-deception, but the only way." ”

Another Heavenly Emperor stepped forward and chimed in: "Yes, we can't change the cracking virus, but we can implant another virus, the dominant gene of the invasive species, to change the appearance.... Our technology is not strong, but the corpse clan is genetically collapsed, and it is relatively easy to modify!"

"The zombies now are unconscious, like wild beasts.... But after all, it is humanoid, if we use the genetic technology of the Ishudar people to write skin genes for zombies, become furry, write scaly skin genes, nail growth genes... will turn into a real beast!"

"Exactly!"

Another Heavenly Emperor also came out and spoke, "If we look different, we won't be cannibalistic... They are animals of nature. ”

"They are.... Animals?" Sakura was stunned and smiled.

One of the Heavenly Emperors opened his mouth and said loudly again: "That's right! They are different in size from us! They are not contagious to us, they are like wild beasts in nature, they are animals in every way!"

Sakura was silent for a moment.

She knew that this was inevitable and the most correct way for the corpse clan to rise.

"Yes!"

She spoke lightly.

The "Corpse Dominant Gene Project" is officially launched, for the future of the corpse clan!

This is a war for no reason.

Just one virus has ruined an era...

Not only to the common people, but also to the corpse clan brought indelible pain and memory.

The first time they came to the world, they were in ruins, and the first human who was eaten by them was the respected and admired hot-blooded race, the Ishdals.

They have destroyed the proud and perfect civilization, the human race that marches forward with determination, which they sincerely admire, and who believe that no other race can be hostile.

And what about after this new race?

They came to this world because of a huge mistake, they are not Ishdals, they are ordinary, groping, searching in the ruins, trying to rebuild, to live.

It's going to be a tough time.

Forty years of the Holy Sakura Dynasty.

Under the reasonable research of countless Heavenly Emperor powerhouses, a virus called "Overt Skin Modification Virus" gradually spread, and began to infect the wandering walking dead in the entire ruins.

"Veolia City, start launching!"

"Sea Blue Domain, start dropping the virus!"

....

In the mechanical ruin city, countless zombies, these handsome men and women wandering the streets, and even the infected monsters, dragons, and hydras in the woods, as if they had a skin disease, their skin became rough, they began to grow fangs, and their body hair became vigorous....

Virus. Eventually, it will mutate.

In the process of spreading, the brains of billions of zombies are constantly calculating and evolving, and diversified mutant virus forms have appeared, and countless virus branches have appeared.

Some zombies began to turn into black stuffed beasts, on all fours, with fangs, and roaming the flower meadows.

Some zombies, with fish scales, enter the bottom of the sea and turn into marine animals.

Some zombies, with their feathers, flew into the sky.

....

In a field full of flowers, in a garden surrounded by a fence.

"There's one last renovation left, and I need help. Sakura's face was flat, and her eyes narrowed slightly, "Solve the fertility of ordinary zombies, so that they can also start to reproduce normally." ”

She looked down at a former Ishdahl.

After all, among the zombies, the largest number of zombies are humans.

She used to be a very beautiful woman, kind and gentle, sincere and sincere, able to trust others without barriers, but now she is covered with shaggy black skin, on all fours, like a black boar without consciousness, only knows how to hum and eat and drink Lazar.

This zombie is a special kind of wind zombie, and it was a fifth-order zombie before it was born, and at this time, it seems to have become a fifth-order wind-type pig-type demonic beast.

Sakura laughed strangely, gradually full of bitterness, and finally understood the truth of the whole world,

"Most of her memories are missing, but she can inherit the wind spells, some of her cultivation genes are still alive, and her descendants will inherit them, she is still an adult, and she has a fourth-order one.... Powerful and transcendent beasts!"

.....

Three days later, the boar beast gave birth to a new batch of babies.

Their skin has also become exactly the same as that of their mother, a small wild boar with dark hair.

Sakura's complexion completely calmed down.

She turned into a gentle and kind breeder, and in a few months, she began to use bells and rice bowls to train these little wild boars, and observe their growth to restore ecological balance.

"Finba..."

On this day, she stopped and looked at the golden lava river in the distance, as if she saw a gentle ultra-ancient god, holding a bell, indifferently raising a demonic beast, holding a basin, as if feeding this lovely domestic animal.

"The beast trapped in the cage is not... Someone trapped in a cage?"

"The world is a cycle of reincarnation, and we are all beasts trapped in reincarnation. ”

The deity slowly put down the rice bowl and drove a few cheerful "humming" little black-skinned wild boars into the cage, returned to a simple wooden house, and looked at the text hanging on the wall, "God's Great Day After Tomorrow", on which was written:

"If the gods die today, then the Ishidars will live until the day after tomorrow—and we will tell the story of our Lord with pride and with the powerful mechanical charm of technology, just to tell the life of the gods to other peoples. ”

She just smiled, picked up the pen and hesitated for a moment, and wrote "God's Yesterday" under this glorious story

"We grew up in the cradle of science, stepped on the steppe of life and walked alone, climbed the mountain of origin code, pulled the door of the gods, and before that, fate was predestined yesterday,

In the past, just as our travelers do not know the geometry, any arrogant person who tries to set foot in the race of gods and pry open the key to life will eventually be cursed by God—the past is the future. ”

The deity stopped his pen, gently dried the ink like a mortal, stood up, hung it on the wall of the thatched hut seriously, smiled softly, and whispered softly: "Let you hang in a corner of my memory than in the dust of the world." ”

"As long as anyone remembers you, it is eternal life. ”

"Death, eternal life. ”

She hung a black mural, looked at the flowers scattered in the ruins outside the window, a group of humming pigs, as if a new world had come to a prelude, and the bright lava light fell on her beautiful face, as if she had seen another super-ancient god,

"I finally understand what you mean, the glory of the world is nothing but a reincarnation. ”

....

This scene was finally forgotten in the dust, and when future archaeologists found this black slate, they wondered why the Ishodars, who had once been a super-ancient civilization, did not write their history on their proud hard drive, but in the most primitive stone slate.

They clearly stand at the end of a higher civilization, with unimaginable technology in legends, but like ancient primitives, they leave childlike graffiti on stone slabs.

People began to wonder whether the ancient civilization was really so corrupt, and whether the technology of the ancient civilization existed.

But no matter how later generations question it, time is finally washing away everything that was once glorious and glorious to the extreme, and no one remembers these past years of the giant wheel, and the human beings of the new era only write the deeds that happened in this year in history.

[In the forty-first year of the Sacred Sakura Emperor Dynasty and the one hundred and twenty-first years of the Cataclysm, the surviving human beings began to reproduce again, and re-raised the surviving demonic beasts after the Cataclysm, restored the peace and civilization of the ecosystem, and entered the era of farming and animal husbandry again]