Chapter 348: The Land of Nightfall

The Land of Nightfall.

Endless dark red clouds obscured the sun in the sky.

In addition to the countless blood-eyed trees on the ground, there are strange plants that are constantly wriggling like bread.

Coo, coo, coo......

Burst!

Countless blood crows erupted from this constantly wriggling strange plant, and with the cry of "quack", these blood crows, which were more than half a meter long, flew into the distance.

It's just strange that these flying blood crows, for some reason, keep falling.

Rumble rumble.

A huge creature of the night, like a stick insect, its six legs, in a bent posture, each straightened, a full 200 meters, walking slowly and bulkily.

Even the tallest Bloodeye Tree is less than half the size of its legs.

Such a behemoth is itself a moving food chain, a group of gibbon-like creatures, bare and skinless, rippling on its massive body.

But some of them are listless and weak, with a sneeze from time to time, and some even have bleeding skin.

Burst!

Suddenly.

This slow-swallowing giant creature spat out a huge network of energy in front of it, covering a space of hundreds of meters, enveloping a flock of blood crows.

This energy net seems to be amazingly sticky, and the blood crows are constantly struggling, but as the energy net is withdrawn, it is gradually swallowed by this huge giant in their mouths.

Afar.

A vast mountain of flesh and flesh stretches as far as the eye can see.

As an artificial mother nest of blood elves, even the largest natural creature mother nest in the Land of Night is less than one thousandth of it.

The brood built by the twelve painters who smuggled into the Starfall was nothing more than a young toy compared to it.

"Metal, we need metal!"

The bald painter roared.

"Those humans in the Starcane Land have the metal material we urgently need, as long as we have enough metal, we can build an unprecedented Derivative Beast War Legion, only in this way can we defeat those humans, occupy the rich Starlight Land, and obtain their space-time channel technology!"

The messenger of the fear of the mother scorpion looked quietly at the white-headed painter.

This is not the time when painters ruled the Land of Nightfall.

Although as one of the greatest painters, the white-headed painter still has a very high status among the blood elves, but under the will of the great Dread Scorpion Mother, even the greatest painter is only a tool for the reproduction of the race.

He said calmly, "According to the will of the Great Dread Scorpion Mother, we must stop fighting against humans now, due to the special structure of the Derivative Beast, the metal marauders have the cataclysmic weapons to control the metal, and even the largest army of Derivative Beasts cannot pose a threat to it. ”

"But the space-time channel technology mastered by humans can!"

The white-faced painter said anxiously: "As long as we master the space-time channel technology, we can be like the God of Light thousands of years ago, by establishing the coordinates of the temple in the opponent's territory, and descending to the true body with the space-time channel, we may be able to ......."

He noticed the other party's unmoved mental fluctuations, this sun smiling teddy bear who was only half a meter tall, seemed to think of something and calmed down.

"The death catastrophe in the north is a new cataclysmic weapon attack by metal marauders, do they want to destroy us as they did the Founders 20,000 years ago?"

As one of the greatest painters of the Blood Elves, the white-faced painter certainly knew a bit about prehistoric civilizations.

The last civilization of the Land of Nightfall, the Blood Elves had many names.

But the founder is the most widely used term.

It is said that this civilization once created a splendid culture.

The precision instruments they have created are miraculous even from the perspective of today's blood civilization, like works of art.

Until one day.

The metal marauder civilization discovered the Founder civilization and launched a war of destruction.

The power of the Metal Marauder lies in its ability to divide and reproduce itself by devouring metal through extremely tiny nano-metal robots, and then combine them to form an overwhelming army of synthetic robots, destroying everything in their path.

There is no doubt that this is a catastrophic weapon.

And the source of energy for these nano-war robots is their own metal decay.

In a matter of decades, they accelerated the completion of the long history of metal decay, splitting their metals into a variety of natural energy elements and volatilizing, and then turning the land hit by the cataclysm into a permanent metal starvation barren land.

The precision instruments of the founders are completely useless in the face of metal marauders, and even reduced to the supply of the enemy.

In the decades-long war, the founders tried to save themselves, and in the final cycle of destruction, they developed a law technology called genetic engineering, but unfortunately it still could not undo the decline of the war.

The nano-war robots are constantly decaying and disintegrating, and the air is filled with a huge amount of iron oxide dust toxins.

The founders were completely extinct and died.

But!

The creatures created by the genetic engineering laws and technologies they studied have survived!

These creatures, with the skins of the founders' favorite toys, have an amazing ability to survive by absorbing the blood of various creatures, and the creatures of the Land of Night are gradually adapting to this harsh environment full of dark red iron oxide dust.

After that, this creature launched a long-lasting war with a group of Qur'anic civilizations who believed in the moon and gained power by constantly sacrificing various energy crystals and magical substances to the moon.

This is the history of the Blood Elves and the Koran civilization!

"No, no, the reserves of metal in the Nightfall Lands, after that cataclysmic attack, are they already insufficient to launch another cataclysmic attack, and they are at war with another powerful civilization?"

The white-faced painter kept denying it.

"Yes, the metal marauders have waged war against another powerful civilization and have achieved a great advantage. ”

The Mother of Dread scorpion hesitated.

Eventually, he decided to tell a shocking piece of information he knew.

"But this seems to have mastered an extremely powerful communication technology, before its demise, it will broadcast its coordinate information in a rippled way, according to the information held by the mother of the scorpion, in just a few decades, the two civilizations have perished one after another. ”

"Metal Marauders...... Perished !!!???"

The white-faced painter looked at each other in disbelief.

The Metal Marauder is the death oppression that the Blood Elves have faced since their birth.

This kind of oppression, like a mountain, like the Holy See that scholars are facing, is suffocating and depressing, so that every blood goblin is always in a crisis before death and extinction.

It wasn't until the birth of the Fear Scorpion Mother and the establishment of a level 3 god civilization that he finally got rid of some of these fears.

After all, the catastrophic weapons of this civilization can only be launched in areas with rich metal content, and the land of night has long since failed to meet the prerequisites for launching a second cataclysmic weapon attack after the last cataclysmic weapon attack.

"So, the Great Mother of Dreadcorpion suspects that this powerful unknown civilization that has destroyed the metal marauders has known of our existence through the metal marauders and launched an attack in the north, the unknown cataclysmic weapon that exterminates all living things!"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Suddenly, a weak blood-soaked goblin who coughed incessantly ran into the secret room where the white-faced painter was talking to the Dreadcorpion Mother Emissary.

Its image is a smiley bear that is very common among blood elves.

"Report to the white-faced painter, the derivative beasts are abnormal, and the nightfall worms have died in a large area, not only the nightfall worms, but also cough, cough......, cough

He was halfway through his sentence when he coughed up blood and sat weakly on the ground, gasping for breath.

The stitches of his joints were slowly oozing dark red blood.

"What the hell is going on!!"

The white-faced painter roared, and he felt as if he was enveloped in a cloud of death, a chilling creeping.

"You stand up for me!!"

......

A 15 cm long metal flying device is in high-speed flight.

It was so small, so small that no one noticed it, and it flickered in the air until it found a brood of flesh and fat.

This kind of area, with a large number of species, produces a flood of faith, which is the guiding coordinates of this metal flying device.

Inside the metal flying device, a group of floating black microorganisms looked at the ground through the porthole.

The body is only 0.06 cm in diameter, with four black tentacles of 0.1 cm, which are silently waiting for the analysis of the metal device.

Tick tick tick.

"The power of the law has been detected, and the branch of the civilization level 3 god civilization belongs to the temple, and the god-level creature with the power of the law has reached the condition of posing a major threat to the black death civilization, and it is recommended to destroy it with a black death strike. ”

These black creatures, smaller than the eye of a needle, took action one after another.

A transparent cyst, which was only 0.05 cm, was carried from the tail of the flying device to the launch device.

"Boom"!

After this transparent cyst is launched, the surface transparent film gradually melts, and the unknown substance inside gradually dissipates into the air.

"Let's go, this world is too vast, and it will take many years to complete the destruction like the world of metal marauders, we don't have much fuel, we have to hurry. ”

The reticle shrouded the flying device again.

The tiny flying object flickered and disappeared into the sky as if nothing had happened.