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1273, the fourth natural disaster (thirty-three)

 The tribal war that swept across the entire Zerus planet had no distinction between camps at all, and there were no tactics such as forming alliances or making close alliances, or driving away tigers and devouring wolves. They regarded all other Irisen as enemies, no matter which two tribes they were.

When they meet, they will definitely fight, and there seems to be almost no difference between them.

However, after observing them for a period of time, I found that I can slightly judge their fighting style from their appearance.

The colors of these Irisen are different from when Green Light was in the tribal stage. They are not divided into seven colors, but mainly red, green, and blue. Each tribe uses other colors according to their different acting styles.

Gradient.

Whenever an attack is launched, the entire army must be pressed forward, and they will not stop until all the buildings in the opponent's base are razed to the ground. The ones who don't care at all about the losses are the red Irissons. They also protect their main base like an iron barrel.

When attacking, they only attack the local main base. Once they succeed, they are the ones who immediately evacuate. They often take the initiative to leave their meeting halls outside the defense facilities, just to deal with other similar people who have the same intention.

It is the Blue Irisson who only targets the opponent's resource warehouse, conducts repeated reconnaissance before attacking, and even sends a small number of troops to detect whether there are traps. In contrast, they set traps in their own base one by one. When encountering the upright Red Irisson,

Ruisen can literally kill them alive.

According to their action modes, these three combat tendencies can be divided into: "strength", "swiftness" and "skill".

[Isn’t it the orthodox faction that relies on numerical values ​​to crush, the OTK faction that crazily checks cards, and the heavy trap faction that relies on various traps and chains? 】

'Is this connected to some weird card game?'

In short, the Jiawoan tribe is such a "blue" or "skilled" tribe.

When they are weak and have few material reserves, the new tribes will basically only encounter attacks from other tribes with the same strength, and in this case they actually built a trap first.

No matter whether this kind of low-level trap can block attacks, it’s better to trap it first?

To round it off, it means "No matter how much harm this virus can cause to the Irisen tribe that destroyed us, we should create it first and throw it out"?

This...if Jiavoan is supported to become the master of the planet, there is no doubt that the tribes and countries that have been cheated by it in the development process will also abandon themselves and retaliate? Isn't there a tribe on this planet that is reassuring?

?

[Relatively the most worry-free is the green-type Irisen.] The stupid system pops up several light screens of battle scenes: [They are sure to hit with one hit, and they can escape thousands of miles away. After being attacked by a sneak attack, the tribe does not even know who was hit.

.]

'It's impossible no matter how you think about it. Even if they develop and grow, when there are only a few countries left on the entire planet, there is no chance of a sneak attack. Everyone knows that it is the one who did it, and they will definitely bring hatred to the subjugation of the country.

Lock onto it.'

[It doesn’t seem to work, so why not ask about the magical conch? 】

'It makes sense...change it quickly!'

【etc?】

————

In the pouring rain, a strange meteorite with a shape like a conch fell from the sky. It only slightly attracted the attention of the creature that insisted on looking at the sky even on heavy rainy days, and then disappeared in a flash.

Boom!

The "conch" crashed to the ground, creating a huge crater in the rainforest. The surrounding carnivores fled one after another, while the vegetarian animals only glanced at it briefly before continuing with their lunch.

[You can just call out Irison’s group consciousness in satellite orbit, why do you have to land?] The stupid system opened the hatch of the "Conch Meteor" while nagging.

'Because the guy didn't respond at all,' Malefia stretched her wings and walked out, and when the rain around her fell, she avoided her position. 'Wottaum, who pursues the truth of the universe, can

If I was discovered immediately, it would be no problem for Ute to show up, but if he fell into a deep sleep like Bao, he would have to come down and knock.'

[Hmm... Indeed, the fact that my own family members are in a mess and yet to clean up the mess has caused them to kill each other to the point of extinction. I can only think that it has encountered some kind of problem and cannot intervene. 】

"Old man from the land! Show up quickly!" Malefia waved the light blade in her hand and made a big "Z" on the ground.

【Zorro?】

‘It’s Zero!’

[Wouldn’t it be better to draw a circle?]

'That's the monkey.'

【Um……】

After chatting with the stupid system for a few words, nothing changed in the surroundings. Except for the rain, it was still raining. On the contrary, those vegetarian animals were watching the Therasoedo brand conch with vigilant eyes.

'Strange...' Malefia took two steps back and forth and drew a few "Z"s again, but still nothing happened.

'Is it dead?'

[Group consciousness will not die. As long as the ‘group’ continues, it will definitely exist. At most, it will fall asleep for some reason. 】

'For example... you have finally evolved to the end of the civilization stage and are about to enter space, but you are wiped out by a virus thrown by a country that has already been wiped out?'

【Well, that’s not a deep sleep, it’s a coma. 】

In short, I can’t call you out as an avatar, so let’s find another way...

Malefia fluttered her wings, then turned around and stabbed the ground with both blades in her hands: 'Irisen's group consciousness! Come out!'

Boom boom boom!

This time, the effect was obvious. The ground shook continuously, scaring away all the vegetarian animals that were still watching Malefia.

However, how can a group consciousness that has no entity itself create such a movement?

Boom!

Finally, with a huge explosion, the ground in front of Malefia suddenly swelled and turned into a huge rock mountain. Then, the front of the mountain bulged outwards, and at the same time, three large holes were cracked at the front end, successfully turning into

A relief sculpture of a giant snake face.

"[I-Nai-Zu-Er-Wen-]" the face said: "[You-are-who-]"

The voice was unusually low, the tone was very slow, and it also had the sound of clanking and rubbing against rocks.

"The [Ghost] from the [Galactic Alliance]," Malefia opened her mouth: "Because they sensed that the main life forms on this planet are about to become extinct, they came to check for clues and try to rescue them."

[This ghost has a lot of things to do.] The stupid system complained.

'No one will go to the Galactic Alliance for verification anyway.'

"[Don't—must—control—]" Snake-faced Zurwin continued to reply: "[The superior—win—the inferior—eliminate, and the fittest—live—survive—]"

You're not Zulwin, you're Darwin!

In addition, this guy was talking too hard, so he just turned it to double speed.

"Does it not matter even if Irison will perish because of this?" Malefia raised her hand and waved around her: "In that case, you will disappear."

"[Then it proves, Irison, it's nothing more than that.]" The accelerated words sounded much more normal.

This guy is hopeless. He firmly believes that this way of raising gu can cultivate the strongest civilization. Words alone cannot convince him. He must find other ways.


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