The surrounding scene changed rapidly, and the earth-shattering shouts of killing rang out. When Zheng Ming came back to his senses, he found that he was already in the middle of a battlefield.

In the endless mountains and forests, on the endless fields, dense figures continue to move forward one after another, rushing to the battlefield like a meat grinder.

The selfless figure is divided into two camps.

One of the parties is made up of various Warcraft. Some of them have huge muscles, some have shiny hair, some have red eyes, some are bloodthirsty, and some are petite but powerful.

On the other side is the camp of the Beeks. Strange-looking monsters, stone statues, goblins in light armor, and tall stone men covered with black and silver threads were all over the battlefield, and they actually suppressed the orcs.

In the sky, the shadow of a huge beast like a small mountain loomed, fighting with the tall big brother Brin stone statue that resembled a mecha. The deafening sound of collision and dazzling energy light came one after another.

The two sides fought fiercely for a long time, causing landslides and cracks and rivers being diverted.

Zheng Ming was suddenly shocked by the magnificent and extremely tragic battle scene unfolding in front of him.

"Roar~."

Suddenly, there was a loud roar from the sky, and a strange creature with a twisted and deformed appearance plunged into the battlefield. He was covered in claws of various heads, like parts of various creatures grafted into a puddle of mud.

The first glimpse of Him. Words such as chaos, distortion, deformity, and not supposed to exist in the world arose in Zheng Ming's mind. Without being reminded by others, Zheng Ming understood that the twisted and deformed creature in front of him was the "god" created by those Vic people.

"We failed. No creature can bring the best of all races together. Because the merits of many races are themselves contradictory. There are no living beings that can evolve forever, evolution beyond the burden of the physical body, too powerful power, too complex physical composition, will only lead to deformity and destruction of life.

"Eventually, the God we created lost his mind and became a mad monster. He broke through the chains he had put on us and broke free from our control. He is constantly dividing Himself, and his madness devours all living creatures, regardless of whether he is you or me. Eventually, we gave up on Him and retreated to the Ancestral City.

"The war ended in defeat. But wars that are easily provoked are not easy to quell. The seeds of destruction have been planted, and we have paid a terrible price for our arrogance. The orcs, together with the races that escaped the catastrophe of extinction from us, swept through our territory. Under the fierce counterattack, the outside branches of the Vics were eradicated. ”

"In the end, we are only left with the line of trapped in the ancestral city. And at this time, we were carried away. Unwilling to fail, we retreated in the ancestral city when our fellow clans were slaughtered one after another, and continued our god-making plan. Now that we realized our previous mistakes, we changed our thinking, and since we can't combine all the advantages into one, let's divide them into several forms.

"For example, Devouring Eagle absorbs all its advantages into its flying form without affecting other forms. In the end, we spent a lot of effort to create a perfect existence. The creatures he devours will only enhance the same kind of form but will not affect the others, perfectly avoiding paradox, bloat, and destruction. ”

Speaking of which, the war scene in front of Zheng Ming's eyes disappeared and became a room full of technology. In the room, a group of goblins in gold-threaded black uniforms were gathering and talking.

"Sien-sama. Give it up. The enemy has already entered the inner city. ”

"That's right. Let's run. As long as our heritage is still there, knowledge is still there, and we can definitely make a comeback. ”

The two obviously lower goblins anxiously exhorted the goblins in the middle, staring blankly at the instrument data.

"Boom."

Suddenly, there was a loud roar, and the room shook violently. The goblin's face, who was still expressionless just now, changed his face, and he quickly looked at the instrument, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the data was not abnormal. He turned to look at the two people outside the door with a frightened face, and said flatly.

"You're going to escape?"

The familiar deep male voice drilled into Zheng Ming's ears, and the Bick man in front of him, who was called Si'en, was exactly the same as the male voice who explained the ins and outs to Zheng Ming before.

"Don't dare. But ......"

"Nothing. Just a little bit! We were almost finished. He would be the most perfect creature, even beyond the masterpieces of all races. Do you know what that means? In a sense, we are beyond the Creator! ”

Looking at Si En who was in a frenzy in front of him, the rest of the Bik people glanced at each other, and couldn't help but continue to persuade: "But. If we continue like this, we will be wiped out. ”

"Afraid of what? As long as there is one man left in our people, as long as He is there! We will definitely return to the top. And even further. Wear your magic stone armor and bring your magic stone puppets to stop the enemy. It's enough to delay for a while. ”

In the face of Sien's cold order, the Vic people present looked at each other. How could they not understand the meaning of Si'en's words, but out of the instinctive desire to survive of intelligent beings, they fell into hesitation.

"What? So many Beak warriors died heroically for our god-making plan, but they began to hesitate when they came to you? ”

Faced with Si En's abruptly cold tone and gloomy face, the rest of the Bik people glanced at each other and smiled bitterly.

"The God-making Plan was developed by us together. We have exhausted almost everything for Him. How can it be spared? We're going to go out and stop the enemy. ”

He's right. Still, I'm ready for you to leave our wisdom behind. In this way, we will not be consumed in the god-making plan, leaving a chance for us Vics to rise again. ”

Si En looked at the face in front of him, his face was solemn, his eyes were determined to be his comrades, just like himself, they were the strongest among the Vics. Although many people raised objections in the middle of the god-making plan and even rebelled against them in groups, they showed the responsibility of a leader when the survival of the race was at stake.

"Don't worry. I know it. As demigods, you are delaying time, believing that our plans will come to fruition. ”

"Good! We believe in you. As long as we have a breath left, no one will break through the blockade and break in. ”

"Hopefully there won't be a repeat of the previous tragedy. We who compare ourselves to the Creator God are overestimating ourselves. ”

"We are proud to be a Vic. Fight to the death for the Vic clan! ”

"For the Vic!"

……

Amidst the shouts of pride and pride, the demigods present, the leaders of the Vic clan, the last and strongest barrier of the god-making plan, resolutely turned around and left.

In the noisy and roaring battle, the sound of their firm footsteps vaguely reached Si En's ears.

He sighed softly and turned to the front of the counter, and as his fingers flew, the pitch-black wall outside the cylindrical cultivation tank in front of him folded and contracted along the gold thread on it, revealing the translucent light mask inside.

A pale blue figure soaked in a transparent liquid suddenly revealed under the mask.

He took a few steps forward, through the outer wall of the transparent light mask, and caressed the pale blue creature inside with a loving face, and muttered, "My child." It's almost there. You're about to be born. ”