Although I succeeded in cutting off two "trumpets", I couldn't directly "descend" to control it from the first-person perspective because of the person, and if I did, the "alayya" of the green light group would be "covered" by me.

In other words, the control method of the "Lord of Black Light" [Maryfia] is quite traditional "third-person 45-degree angle overlook", while [Therasoido] is under the control of the stupid system, and the control method should look the same.

Although I have controlled "Chief of the Green Light" in a similar way a long time ago, the "feel" is completely different, and if you want to compare it, it is like the difference in the feeling of the same hero in RTS and MOBA.

[It's like a skill that could clear a large area of miscellaneous soldiers, but now it can only knock out a small amount of blood from the opponent? The stupid system is controlling 'Therazoid' to spread joy around the cave, and asks casually as he passes by.

'Hmm...... Not that, 'I let Marefia take two more steps at will,' is the difference between knowing it doesn't belong to you even if you have perfect control and being sure it belongs only to you. ’

[I don't understand.] 】

"If you don't understand, forget it, anyway, the hole is so narrow, you run around and collapse the cave again-'

Rumble!

Before he could finish speaking, the head of Theraksoidor slammed into the wall of the "Pitch Black Cave", but fortunately the obsidian that made up the wall was still strong, and although it made a terrible loud noise, it did not shatter directly, and the giant beast took two steps back and sat down on the ground in a daze.

[If this thing were as small as Fufu, I would definitely be able to control it!] I'm still thinking of words, and the stupid system has already taken the lead in calling Qu.

'Can't control you and you're still running around?! ’

Boom! Whoosh –

Maryfia flew up and kicked Therazoidor straight away.

'Huh? Huh? 】

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

As if there was no friction on the surface, Therazo slid across the walls of the dark cavern and finally slid out of the "Yong Road".

I'd love to kick you, but I had to give up because we didn't have any entities with each other, but now it seems that even without using the first-person perspective, I'm pretty much in sync with her. ’

[Obviously it's exactly the same-] The stupid system stretched out the sound in simulating the state of being knocked away, [This side is about to fly to the ground! 】

'With your size, you didn't get stuck all the way?' It's a rarity. I replied as I instructed Maraffia to follow into the corridor and head towards the ground.

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Beyond the pitch-black cavern is a pitch-black lake and countless withered forests around it.

Perhaps before the birth of the Black Light Tribe, it was a lake and a forest formed by water stored in the crater of an extinct volcano, but after the underground magma erupted, the surrounding landscape completely changed, and now it is no problem to call them "Cursed Lands".

And Therazoidor who "sliding" all the way up was standing on the dark, completely obsidian-covered surface of the lake, looking left and right.

'What are you doing?' Maryfia walked towards the lake: 'Is it time to cut down wood and build a house?' ’

Not...... It's really like an arm command, except that the operating perspective is in the third person and not in the first person.

[I just found out that we had to build a house out of obsidian.] Therazoidor turned his head.

'Oh? Is it the material that doesn't work? I looked around at the trees that had been burned to the point of char.

[That's just one aspect,] the stupid system responded, [As the initial tribe, the green light has no problem building houses with pits and thatch, and the yellow, orange, blue and blue that appeared next have to be wooden houses as the starting point, and to our third-generation born tribe, we must use stone to build houses. 】

'Huh? Three little pigs? I complained.

[Hmm......] The stupid system seems to choke for a moment, [It's more like opening a new expansion, and the new monster must not be weaker than the monster of the old map.] 】

If I want to guess, the more important reason is actually that as a force born to defeat the dimensional demons, the strength of the "Black Light Tribe" itself must not be too bad, so that little Alaya used it for me with the template of the strongest tribe on the planet except for the dimensional demons.

Click, click, with its sharp claws, Therazoidor easily cut off a large piece of obsidian that covered the entire surface of the lake, like ice, and then cut it into neat cubes a few times horizontally and vertically, and then threw it into a pile by the distant lake.

How to do this, even if they are used as ingredients, but the Black Light Tribe has no laborers to build a house, so let Maraffia do it herself?

While thinking about it, Maraffia walked up to the pile of obsidian, reached out and picked up one of them, and saw that the square and neat obsidian was directly missing by half.

After counting the missing obsidian blocks to about twenty, I had a rough guess about the scene, so I turned to the lake and dropped a phantom of the tribal hall, and Marefia approached with the stone and gently threw it at it, and there were twenty places on the phantom where the obsidian needed to be used.

Sure enough, although it seemed that Maraffia had only moved one stone, it was actually a "group" of twenty of them...... Well, that's a great brick-moving ability.

Then, as Therazori continued to cut stone and bricks, and Marefia continued to build bricks and houses, and eventually, after the stupid system had lifted all the obsidian that covered the entire surface of the lake, I succeeded in building a prototype of a tribe around the lake.

During this time, I tried to use "reincarnation" more than once in an attempt to pull up some creatures killed by volcanic eruptions to assist in the construction, but only to "regenerate" some flowers and plants, and restore half of the lakeshore from the "Cursed Lands" to normal trees and meadows.

From a distance, the whole mountain and the lake are divided into two parts, black and white, like the dividing line between life and death, which can probably frighten many people who are not knowledgeable.

Speaking of the two spells possessed by Marifia, the "conflict" between them is not that only one can be released under normal circumstances, but that once an individual receives one of the effects, they will be immune to the other effect, and the deceased who has been "reincarnated" cannot be resurrected by "reincarnation" after being "dead" again, and the deceased who has been resurrected once by "reincarnation" cannot be driven by "soul gathering thaumaturgy".

'It's really strange that not a single protist died in such a large area of the impact of a volcanic eruption?' ’

[You're kidding, wild animals are highly sensitive to natural disasters such as earthquakes and volcanoes, and they must have escaped early.] The stupid system complained.

'Alright,' said Maraffia, patting the huge dark stone door of the grand chamber that had been built, and striding inside, "I'll wait here for the green light to come and call for help." ’