In a sense, the ancients and their descendants are the natural enemies of all worlds.

However, things often do not have absolute attributes, especially when the ancients are ready to use some milder methods to corrupt and replace the will of the world, and the will of the world will instinctively resist.

As the general consciousness of the whole world, the will of the world has no concrete mind and no form, so his rebellion is to cultivate those intelligent beings within the world who have a firm will and form, and do not hesitate to give them all kinds of permissions.

These creatures are generally called "children of fate" or "saviors", and the protagonists that can be imagined are widely present in these creatures, and the so-called miracles are commonplace, and upgrading and becoming stronger is as simple as drinking water.

The number of these children of destiny is closely related to the crisis encountered, ranging from one to dozens, which is basically the last hope and counterattack of a world.

If the crisis is resolved, then the power and authority controlled by these children of destiny is enough to make them become gods within the world, but the ancients have special experience in dealing with these children of destiny.

In fact, the predecessors of the vast majority of the descendants of the ancients are the so-called children of destiny, and only the last essence of these worlds can maintain themselves in the power of the ancients, and then be sublimated.

This information is not secret, but in terms of level, other creatures may not be able to know it.

......

Boom!

The steel-cast gate collapsed with a bang, and in the billowing smoke and dust, there was a team of heavily armed barbarian civilization power mechas, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with every step.

However, to their disappointment, there were no creatures behind the door, only some traces of the life of the silver-skinned people could be seen, but they had been cleaned up, and it was clear that the original inhabitants of the place had left, and even seemed to be in order.

"Lost in sight, they left!"

The mecha warrior led by him was three meters tall, holding a high-energy particle cannon, his eyes scanned the entire space, and finally stopped on the passage that extended in all directions, and spoke in an indifferent and cold, machine-like tone.

"Roger!"

In his ears, another voice sounded: "Do whatever it takes, ......"

Zheng!

The next words, this mecha warrior could no longer be heard, because at this moment, a swift figure fell from above their heads, and then a trembling cold sound appeared in the air, accompanied by a low hum, and his head, along with the armor, disappeared directly on his shoulder!

However, this was only the beginning, because as soon as the buzzing sound appeared, this figure shuttled through the team of mecha warriors at an imperceptible speed, like a real phantom, and the bright white light flashed in the air like a forked lightning!

Smack!

Finally, at the back of the group, a slight footstep fell, and with a clang, the long, sharp, dual-wielding knife was inserted into the alloy scabbard behind its back.

Thump!

It was only then that the stiff and motionless mecha warriors behind him fell to the ground like puppets that had been pushed down.

The pungent smell of acidic blood filled the air, and the silver-skinned man turned, his body strong and agile, but what was impressive was his face, with hexagonal metal scales and two sharp horns floating above his forehead.

He squatted down and picked up the helmet of a mecha warrior, the sturdy metal and the ** inside, an extremely flat cut surface, shook it slightly, and shook the stiff head out of it.

However, the silver-skinned man didn't care in the slightest, but turned his helmet over and stared at the hollow eyes, as if he was looking at another person in the air.

"Don't you want to say something?"

After a moment, the silver-skinned man suddenly spoke, his luck containing indescribable anger, and his palm suddenly squeaked the all-metal helmet.

"What do you want to hear?"

From the helmet, a voice suddenly sounded, and then the eyes lit up, as if someone was looking at him.

"A lot, about betrayal, about slaughter, the last hope of our civilization was destroyed by you, and you, don't you want to tell me why?"

His fingers pinched out five marks on the helmet, and it was obvious that both in terms of strength and physique, he had surpassed the level of ordinary silver-skinned people.

"Pathetic race, I thought you'd ask something useful, like how to survive from us!"

The voice in the helmet chuckled, with a cold heartlessness.

"Run, poor fellow, bring death and destruction to your kind, our eyes are always with you, walking you through every corner, killing every survivor......"

Creak!

The sound stopped abruptly, because the sturdy helmet was sparked by the silver-skinned man, and then twisted into a mass of scrap metal.

The raging anger had built up in his heart, and his eyes shone with a terrifying scorching light like a red-hot coal.

"No, this time, it's your turn!"

......

"Rustle!"

In the command room of the mothership, looking at the screen images that suddenly disappeared, Mondstadt's face did not change in the slightest, but turned his head and looked at his companion with a cold gaze.

"His strength has grown again, which is not quite in line with our expectations, after the next operation, let's destroy it directly!"

"Hmm!"

The figure beside him nodded: "In fact, he is not the only one whose strength is growing rapidly, it seems that there is a force that is secretly manipulating, wanting them to get out of our control!"

"Are they the ones hiding underground?"

Mondstadt looked thoughtful.

Time never stood still for anyone, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and during this time, following the will of the Mother of Fear, he helped those who destroyed creatures and destroyed one Silverskin's survival point after another.

The mothership suspended in the sky is unstoppable, and no target that is identified can escape the fate of destruction, but the tenacity of life is always amazing, and the remaining silverskin survivors have hid deeper underground, avoiding detection and attacks from the mothership.

In a short period of time, the mothership went from being the last hope of a barbarian civilization to the last straw that broke the camel's back, and successfully attracted all the hatred, making it difficult to find survivors.

So Mondstadt secretly released a group of Silverskins soldiers, let them escape, and then used them to find a place to survive underground, the original plan went well, but gradually, they realized that something was wrong.

These baits released by them are inevitably too fast to increase their strength, and for their backlash, they also came unexpectedly early.

"Perhaps, they should all be eliminated. ”

Mondstadt sensed that something was wrong, and that a spirit blinded by the will of the world was warning him.

When his identity is revealed, it means that for the will of the world, he has also changed from an outsider to an insider, and unknowingly, he fell into it.

However, this warning also means that there is already a force around him that can threaten him.

Crash!

In the middle of Huo Ran, the infinite monsters that densely covered the sky rose from every corner of the earth, like a surging tide, slapping towards the mothership.

In the darkness, a great being cast his gaze.