After the pile of divine remains was ignited, various incredible phenomena occurred.
for example:
"Ah~"
"Woo~"
"Ouch~"
A large number of shrill wails came from the blazing divine fire.
It sounds both illusory and real.
I just want to cover my ears and block them out, but it doesn't work.
These wailing sounds seemed to resound in the soul.
The big sand ant was startled and couldn't help shaking its tentacles and took a step back.
Another example:
Between the dance of divine fire.
Strange changes occurred in the surrounding space, as if it had become extremely distant and yet very close at the same time.
There are also looming ripples in the space, and there seems to be a great terror hidden among them.
Sensing the danger, the big sand ant let out a "squeak" sound and took a step back again.
Another example:
The flame looked quite hot, and the heat could be felt on the skin, but there was an indescribable chill in the soul.
The big sand ant couldn't hold it any longer and took three steps back.
Cheng Han glanced at the big sand ant and explained: "The fire of the divine skeleton is essentially the power of law. It interferes with the laws of the world, and strange anomalies will occur."
The big sand ant immediately felt relieved: "Squeak!"
but.
Cheng Han's next words made the big sand ant's heart rise again.
"The principle of this secret method is similar to that of divine fire forging the body. Only by tempering the soul with divine fire can the potential of one's talent be unleashed."
When the big sand ant heard the word "tempering soul", his scalp felt a little numb.
He is not a novice who doesn't understand anything, so he naturally knows what this means.
The soul is an extremely fragile existence, and the feeling of tempering the soul is completely imaginable.
This is absolutely torture.
Not to mention using divine fire to temper it.
The big sand ant hesitated for a moment, turned to look at Cheng Han, and shouted several times in succession: "Squeak! Squeak!"
He is asking: My friend, you seem to be undergoing divine fire exercise. How do you feel?
Cheng Han thought for a moment and didn't hide anything: "It's very painful. I feel like my soul will disappear at any time."
After igniting the divine fire, many strong men simply couldn't bear the pain of forging their bodies with the divine fire. They either regretfully stopped there, or they tried so hard that their souls were burned to death.
When the big sand ant heard this, a pair of jade-like eyes flashed with fear.
This is quite normal.
A creature that knows pain but still enjoys it is a pervert among perverts.
Giant sand ants are not perverts.
Cheng Han didn't speak or urge, he just waited quietly.
A few seconds passed.
The big sand ant screamed again: "Squeak? Squeak?"
It is asking: My friend, you have survived the divine fire exercise, right?
Cheng Han nodded and said, "Yes."
By the way, he showed off the effect of divine fire body training.
As Cheng Han thought, his whole body immediately emitted a faint light, and his body also underwent subtle changes.
See the past from an extraordinary perspective.
Every inch of skin on his body has an indescribable sense of transparency and crystal clearness.
His aura has also become as deep as the ocean abyss, and it seems that he can activate the power of the entire world with just a single move.
The big sand ant glanced at it and yelled a little absently: "Squeak?"
It is asking: Is this the divine body?
Cheng Han smiled and replied: "It's just a semi-finished divine body."
He paused and added another sentence: "If you have experienced the divine fire tempering, your future potential can be even higher."
The big sand ant gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Okay!"
It raised its head high and strode towards the altar of divine fire in a heroic and sacrificial manner.
Cheng Han watched this scene quietly.
Five seconds later.
The body of the big sand ant touched a wisp of divine fire.
next moment.
"squeak!"
The big sand ant screamed, its whole body trembled violently, and it fell directly to the ground.
Its skin instantly turned pitch black, looking like coke, and slag continued to fall off.
This moment.
The big sand ant was burned until it was no longer human.
No.
It shouldn't be in an "ant" shape.
It can be seen from this.
How powerful is the power of divine fire.
Cheng Han shouted at the right time: "Run the secret method immediately to stabilize the soul form and resist the tempering of the divine fire."
The pitch-black "charcoal" sand ants struggled to get up, bursts of green light flashing across their bodies.
Later.
A tug of war began.
Every time the green light flashes, the giant sand ant's skin will recover.
Every time the divine fire flashes, the newly recovered skin will turn into charcoal again.
This cycle repeats.
Cheng Han observed it for a while and sighed secretly: "I hope the big sand ant can hold on."
Using divine fire to temper the will of the world is absolutely unprecedented.
From ancient times to the present, no one has thought about it this way, let alone done it.
According to the deduction results of the omniscient eye, the success rate is only 50-50.
In short.
It all depends on the will of the big sand ant.
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Somewhere in the vast desert.
General Xingyan was half squatting on a sandy ground, staring at the ground without blinking.
exactly.
What He looked at was not the sand, but the vines hidden in the sand.
As a god general, he usually has many things to do, and he has no time to pay attention to a small vine.
But he knew all about the deeds of Mishad Vine, and also knew that Mishad Vine helped the ant colony's pan-consciousness rise to the will of the world, so he became extremely interested in this thing.
at this time.
Divine General Xingyan's eyes flashed, and his perspective suddenly changed wonderfully.
The thick sand layer instantly turned into a virtual state and then disappeared.
A large number of extremely slender sandy-yellow rattan wires, with a diameter much thinner than a hair, emerged.
Their color is exactly the same as sand, and they are so fine that they are almost indistinguishable among the sand.
This is undoubtedly a natural disguise.
General Xingyan only glanced at it, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Because He saw a huge network.
That’s right!
The scale of Mishad Vine can be described as "huge".
What you see.
Every corner of the sand layer, from the top of the dune to a depth of several kilometers, is covered with dense vines.
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The sand disappeared immediately.
A high mountain made of vines appeared before His eyes.
Whichever direction he looked, there were slender vines.
General Xingyan couldn't help but muttered: "Are the Misa Vine everywhere already?"
He withdrew his gaze and muttered again: "We have been fighting the war with the insect swarm for so long, and countless insect corpses have provided a huge amount of nutrients. It is indeed not difficult to nourish so many mistletoe vines."
Perhaps except for the giant sand ants, no one knows how many vines there are in the lost sand world.
Together they form an extremely large and complex super network.
It may even reach every corner of the boundless sea of sand, anywhere in this world.
the previous time.
It is a bit difficult for General Xingyan to understand why a small vine can give birth to a powerful will of the world.
But this moment.
He understood this completely.
The God General remembered the information revealed by Mr. Lord God, and sighed: "In just over two years, a small world has been completely transformed. He is truly worthy of being a powerful person at the Lord God level."
God General Xingyan suddenly felt something in his heart.
A phantom of an astrolabe flashed past behind him.
"Click!"
"Click!"
The sound of the pointer turning began immediately.
next moment.
Put God at the center.
Within a radius of twenty meters, the flow rate of time has undergone magical changes.
All the vines in the area began to age rapidly in an instant.
First, the epidermis dehydrates and dries up, and the color of the vines changes from sandy yellow to brownish yellow, and then to black gray.
A few more seconds passed.
The surface of the vine was dry and cracked with many cracks, and finally broke off inch by inch and turned into a pile of slag.
This is obviously a powerful secret method to control the flow of time.
On the surface, these vines are extremely delicate and vulnerable to a blow.
But Divine General Xingyan was taken aback.
He stared at Zhazha with a rather subtle expression: "Under severe lack of nutrients and water, Misa Vine can survive for twenty years.
"The spore particles split from the Misa Vine can survive for up to a hundred years. The vitality of this thing is actually so tenacious."
Regarding this.
Xingyan God General has only one comment: "What an amazing method!"
The survivability of miasma vines can only mean one thing - they are nearly impossible to remove with conventional means.
Even the Catastrophe Insect Swarm probably has no good way to deal with the Misa Vine.
General Xingyan roughly understood the thoughts of the "Misty Sand Vine Creator": "Mr. Lord God probably wants to cultivate some powerful species to counter the reproductive ability of the catastrophic insect swarm."
The logic here is not difficult to understand.
If there are some species that can compete with the insect swarm for nutrients, then the expansion rate of the insect swarm will be greatly slowed down.
Judging from the performance of Mishadeng, Mr. Lord God has obviously achieved considerable results.
Xingyan God General could not help but show admiration: "For more than two years, the catastrophe insect swarm has just emerged, and Mr. Lord God has been planning it since then."
For such a long-term planning ability, it was hard for him not to admire him.
but.
Swarm is not really a solution.
General Xingyan shook his head slightly and muttered: "If I were in the eleventh calamity, I would definitely destroy the Misty Sand Realm."
This is the ultimate killing move of the Catastrophe Swarm.
No matter how great the threat of the Lost Sand Vine is, as long as the Lost Sand World is destroyed, their threat will naturally cease to exist.
at this time.
General Xingyan suddenly turned his head and looked at a canyon in the distance.
That is the passage between two sand dunes.
Because the sand dunes in the Lost Sand Realm are extremely huge, often reaching several kilometers in height, such canyons are very long.
soon.
A group of figures, about twenty in number, walked over from the wind and sand.
They wore uniform uniforms, held a magic gun in both hands, and their eyes were in the shape of double pupils.
obviously.
This is the Qingluo Army.
That is, the vassal legion of the Wanhao tribe.
In other words - the cannon fodder army.
To this day.
The number of Qingluo soldiers fighting in this world has exceeded 250 million.
On the ground battlefield and underground battlefield, the Qingluo people made huge sacrifices and made great contributions to resisting the swarm of catastrophic insects.
General Xingyan looked around, monitored the sand layer, and immediately locked onto an underground building.
He murmured: "It turns out there is an underground outpost over there, but I didn't notice it just now."
The god general stood motionless, observing the group of foreign soldiers with great interest and eavesdropping on their conversation.
"A large-scale air battle has just ended. There should be no danger in this patrol. At most, there will only be a few lone insects."
"The sandstorm is coming soon. Once the patrol is over, let's go back to the underground outpost for dinner."
"There seems to be a braised goose for dinner. I had it last time and it was so delicious."
"Lao San, what you said made my mouth water."
A group of people were chatting and suddenly started to argue.
"Speaking of which, although the Wanhao people's system is a bit harsh, the food they provide is really good."
"Yes, the wealthy families who live in the upper floors of Tianta Tree probably can't have as much food and fish as us."
"Hey, can you guys be of some use? This is the fish and meat we exchanged for our lives, and it's also what Wanhao people should do."
God General Xingyan has never come into contact with the Qingluo soldiers at the bottom. For him, this is a quite novel experience.
The arguments continued.
"Fighting for the upper echelons of my clan, and not being able to eat more than a few meals a month, I think the Wanhao people are pretty good."
"I heard that Qingluo Realm has also been attacked by insects. If we had stayed in our hometown and didn't have such good weapons, we would have been killed long ago."
"If we die on the battlefield, our families will receive pensions, and there will be no problem with food and clothing."
"You bunch of worthless guys, the Wanhao people bribed you with just a little favor. You are a shame to the Qingluo tribe."
"Come on, what's the shame? You can't eat a few meals of meat a year in your hometown. Is this what you call the glory of the Qingluo tribe?"
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Although some Qingluo people are complaining, most Qingluo people are not very dissatisfied with the current situation.
When General Xingyan heard this, he couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.
A few seconds passed.
The topic became a bit unpleasant.
"Reporting to the team leader, I want to poop. Can you please wait a moment?"
"I kind of want to pull it too."
"You guys on horseback, hurry up. I'll give you a hundred breaths. If you can't finish it, just put it in your trouser pockets."
General Xingyan's face twitched when he heard this, and he muttered: "Discipline is so bad."
Naturally, the majestic divine general had no interest in paying attention to ordinary people pooping, so he immediately planned to divert his attention.
But the next second.
The god general changed his mind.
Because he heard something.
"This desert is really magical. If you poop anywhere, it will be completely decomposed in no time, leaving no trace behind."
Xingyan God General's heart moved, and he vaguely thought of something.
He glanced at the desert and a strange thought came to his mind: "So the boundless sea of sand is used by the army as a natural toilet?"
The voices are still coming.
"Yeah, it's the same thing if you throw in some food scraps. After a while, nothing will be left."
"I sometimes feel that this desert is like a living monster that will swallow me up one day."
"Are you thinking too much when you step on the horse? I have already said above that these are just some invisible filaments eating food, and they are not a threat to us."
"That being said, who knows if those filaments will mutate and become more powerful in their decomposition ability?"
When General Xingyan heard the word "mutation", a thunder suddenly sounded in his mind.
His expression changed and he murmured: "I may understand what the next step of Mr. Lord God's experiment in the desert is."