Chapter 118: The Last Courage
"Boom" with a loud bang!
The giant hammer weighing hundreds of kilograms with holy light was rounded by Atwood and smashed into the front of the crab-shaped monster's carapace, and the blood and minced flesh burst out from the back edge of the carapace like a volcanic eruption!
Then the torrent of air waves and gravel was propelled, still rushing straight out of a distance of thousands of meters!
The monsters that were hit by the aftermath were lifted up dozens of meters high, and then smashed into the pile of monsters that followed.
There were also several stone buildings in the vicinity that had collapsed on their halfs, swaying in the air current, and then collapsing one after another like dominoes, kicking up countless dust......
The old man gasped heavily, reached out and grabbed the arm of the blinded Thomas, dragged him into a stone building that was still in good condition, and smashed the statue in front of the hall with a hammer, blocking the main entrance.
Atwood's greatsword had long since been chopped off, and the all-metal sledgehammer had been picked up in the ruins...... For some reason, the ruins of the city were littered with discarded weapons, and all of them were heavy weapons. Those swords or something are just that, rusty and unusable. Hammers and the like are no problem, and they work wonderfully well against those monsters!
The crab-shaped monster that was hit head-on by the holy warrior, although it can still stand up staggeringly at this time, has a body size of seven or eight floors, waving thousands of arthropods, and has entered the state of "Natsuhime's eight slashes...... In turn, it held back the pursuing army behind.
"Ha~ha~" Throwing Thomas into the corner, Atwood turned his head and saw the endless ...... neatly arranged in the hall Book?! The building is littered with books and scrolls, though most of them are in tatters.
"What kind of place is this...... Thomas! You know the language, don't you? Go see what this place is! β
After a day and a night of fighting and fleeing, Atwood found the right way to get along with the god of courage - that is, without giving him face, just give orders! The more you scold, the more obedient you are, and this is the most efficient of all methods!
Sure enough, even though Thomas was trembling and looking for a safe place to hide, he obediently carried it out after Atwood gave the order...... Because he was dragged by the old holy warrior all the way, if you want to ask him what he is most afraid of now, he must be afraid that the old holy warrior will leave him alone.
As for the battle, when he found that the monster in front of him couldn't kill him but could hurt him, the morale of the god of courage collapsed without looking back.
"Emperor, Imperial Scrolls, is a library-like place." Thomas was quick to confirm the identity of the building.
"Library...... Find out! History! I want the history of this world...... Hurry up and see, I want to know what the hell is wrong with this world! Atwood gritted his teeth! As soon as possible! Only by knowing that, maybe we can save our lives! β
Otherwise, the old man added, Thomas would probably not have done his best. The old man swears that this world is simply too evil, there are undead monsters everywhere, not to mention, the whole world has no life at all! How could such a world exist?
Not even in the abyss...... He was wrong about this, the abyss was a place full of life, and all creatures grew in Natsuhimehachi.
It's no longer a question of whether Shen Yan can come or not......
"I'm going to look for ...... I found it! Thomas flipped through it twice, and then he found itβbecause the huge gold paper in the middle of the hall was the history of the Empire!
It can be said that this book is specially placed there for future generations to read.
"Read it to me!" The old man wielded a giant hammer, smashing the tentacles that came in one by one, and then roared loudly.
"Yes, Volume 1, The Empire Sets Sail, Imperial Summer Valley Calendar - 774 ......"
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It doesn't matter what empire or calendar, it's no longer important, just the endless ruins as far as the eye can see.
The first group of people who lost the power struggle left their homeland with their families on hundreds of huge ships. After countless years of navigating the starry sky (yes), they finally arrived on a new continent. The land is lush with vegetation and a pleasant climate, but strangely enough, there is no civilization that rules the area, and there are not many large animals, only countless insects...... It's a world of insects.
The exiles carefully established towns, cultivated farmland, planted seeds, and multiplied on the continent...... Except that he has lost his way home, everything is so good.
And the benefits don't stop there......
The exiles soon discovered that the food grown in this land could be eaten for a long time, and the manpower would be endless, the wounds would heal themselves, and even the gray hair would turn black and rejuvenate! Not only the land, but also the unpleasant spring water has the same effect. If the first generation is still "just" like this, then the second generation of children born on this continent are born with the ability to speak, run and jump, and even crush stones with small hands, which is almost the same as the legendary Son of God!
That's why the fugitives called it "God-given land."
There are no natural predators, human beings have a super physique, have immortal life, and their numbers can grow rapidly, and new civilizations quickly take root on this continent and then spread, and then ...... Beginning to split, of course!
Human beings, if they have no external enemies, will definitely engage themselves.
It doesn't really matter who is the next rebel or who is the New World faction - the so-called proposition is just a means used by careerists to divide the enemy and the enemy, and there is no essential difference between the deer and the horse. Both sides were strengthened, so two powerful armies that had never been seen before in history collided violently on this continent!
Immediately afterward, more shocking facts were revealed...... The dead don't die, the severed limbs are reborn!
When the first buried war dead crawled out of the grave, the whole world was lost...... Are we gods?
The guy had his head cut off, but when he crawled out of the grave, his head was still around his neck...... But there's a disgusting sarcoma on the other side! Even so, he is still alive! There are also those who have broken arms and legs, and it didn't take long for them to grow back one after another, and they looked ...... It's also a bit hideous. Those strange "appendages" are scary to look at, like eyeballs, sarcomas, tentacles, and so on......
But what are these compared to life and disability?
The war continues, and immortality has not only failed to stop it, but has made it even bloodier...... Those who kill will be dismantled! Or chop into a pate! Or a fire...... only to delay their resurrection. Even so, the tissues that remain wriggle and stick together, and crawl out of the ground...... Back to Earth!
But at this time, who would recognize their human identity with that strange appearance?
In order to make people forget about the war, the empire on the one hand built gorgeous cities, anyway, the resources of this continent are so rich that it makes people crazy; On the other hand, the two sides tacitly drove all those strange-looking humans to the front line! Let them consume each other...... Ordinary people choose not to be out of sight and out of mind, and the history books refer to those who can't distinguish human forms as "demons".
For a while, how to completely eliminate these "monsters" was quite a headache for the top echelons of the empire on both sides.
With the passage of time, there are more and more demons, but the two empires are also getting stronger and stronger - the young people of the new generation are generally more than 3 meters tall, weigh 200 kilograms, have uniform limbs, golden hair, and are extremely gorgeous! They are strong in combat, and the demons are not a problem at all! If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't kill him, he would have crushed those ugly things to ashes a long time ago.
At this time, human beings have come to call themselves "Protoss" very calmly.
Of course, the quest for territory soon came to a halt β for the continent seemed to be boundless. It's enough to explore, and there's no need to compete with another country. On the contrary, the two sides began to tacitly compare and build various gorgeous cities "worthy of the gods", in order to overpower each other in terms of civilization!
As for the counteroffensive on the mainland that was advocated at the beginning...... What is that? As long as people who are not stupid in their brains know that immortality and immortality actually have nothing to do with the "Protoss" fart! What really works is the continent's soil and water, and perhaps the air...... In that case, the fool wants to leave!
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PS: Small pimples in the eyes, tears do not stop.