In the morning, Lingpingan stood in front of the mirror and looked into his eyes.
There seemed to be some spots in the pupils, which seemed to be golden.
But after rubbing my eyes, everything returned to normal.
"Dazzled again?" He scratched his head, not quite understanding.
Putting down the water glass in his hand and washing his face, the young bookstore owner became confused again.
"I seemed to have had a very pleasant dream last night..."
only……
Now I can't even think of it.
I just vaguely remember that dream, it was very exciting!
Almost all of them can be written as cool articles.
What a pity, I can’t remember anything!
However, he often does this kind of thing.
I often dream about some magnificent worlds and do cool things.
I don't remember anything after I woke up.
It seems that according to scientific research, the vast majority of dreams will be forgotten after waking up.
Therefore, he didn't take it to heart.
Instead, I picked up my phone and walked downstairs.
Behind him, his pet followed step by step.
He opened the store door and bought breakfast next door. After eating, he took his mobile phone and sat at the counter to start preparing for work.
He opened the screen and clicked on the family commander.
First, I briefly checked the progress of the Gamba tribe.
all the best!
The latest battle report shows that the heroic family members went straight to Huanglong, and the rat people were defeated!
The great warlord Gamba has arrived at the abandoned capital of the Demon Rat Empire.
At the same time, another sacrifice was held, and more than 20,000 dimensional stones were sacrificed to the 'great master'.
This greatly ensures the energy security of Lingpingan's family.
Of course, more than 300,000 nightmare points were also spent at the same time.
This has almost exhausted Lingping’s previous game income.
Fortunately, the poor monk Fahai earns a lot from idle time.
Lingpingan took the time to take a look and found that his idle character had actually swept through more than a dozen nightmare worlds, and even brought four of them under his control.
Became the so-called ‘Nightmare Territory Lord’.
He even received the title "Great and Mighty Bodhisattva".
Moreover, he also piled up his own attribute points to a terrifying level of fifty with all attributes!
In addition, the remaining nightmare points amount to two million!
This allows Lingpingan to not have to worry about counting coupons.
"Nightmare Legend, let's not play it for now..." He said: "Let's get the new book started first!"
Well, it's just a game.
If you don’t play now, you will have plenty of time to play in the future.
The focus now is still to make money and cope with the October crisis!
So, he switched to the family page and looked at his queen and her group.
Then, he saw a system prompt: Dear player, your creation, the unnamed termite clan, has ecologically evolved to the limit in the world of the Boundary Earth!
"Limit?" Lingpingan scratched his head: "Is it so fast?"
If you think about it carefully, after he leaves the world of his family, one hour is equivalent to one month in the outside world.
The ten or so hours spent in this night are equivalent to almost another year spent by the ant colony in the family soil.
For insects, too many things happen in one year.
Especially this kind of ant colony that he specially cultivated.
They are simply a group of gene thieves!
They frantically plunder insect genes existing in other worlds into themselves, then integrate and improve them.
Fortunately, it's just a game.
If there were such a terrifying ant colony in reality, I am afraid that within a few years, they would be the masters of the entire world.
After thinking about it, Lingpingan put this matter aside for now.
Anyway, the ant colony materials in the family world are almost enough for now.
Wait until you finish writing these plots before thinking about the next step.
For now, let's keep it.
So, he put down his cell phone, turned on his computer, and started coding.
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The Shepherd's Gate was completely shattered.
Dark red blood clots were mixed among the collapsed gravel.
The Elder's Trail collapsed into countless fragments.
Blood soaked every rock.
The defense system of the inner wall was completely destroyed.
The remains of several arcane mechas were scattered in the distance.
Sylvanas walked in these places, her eyes looking at the destroyed city.
She knew that the battle of Silver Moon City was over.
The Quel'dorei were utterly defeated!
But the problem is...
Sylvanas looked at Silvermoon City's destroyed defense system.
She thought again of the Eversong Forest and those destroyed magic rune stones.
"There is a traitor!" she said.
Without traitors, no matter how powerful the Scourge Legion is, they will not be able to easily break through the rune stone defenses of Yongsong Forest in a short period of time.
That was during the Second War, when the allied forces of orcs and trolls also brought down the powerful defense system.
Not to mention that Silvermoon City itself has been preparing for a terrible disaster like the Second World War.
For this reason, the Sun Chaser family has built a complete defense system in Silvermoon City.
Even though the natural disaster is unparalleled in its power.
It shouldn't be destroyed so easily.
It shouldn’t be broken through so easily!
So, there is no doubt - there must be a traitor!
Continue forward, pass through the Garden Market engulfed in blood, and enter the Tower of Sunwrath.
The entire palace has collapsed.
There are traces of battle everywhere.
There is no doubt that a fierce defense battle was fought here!
More than a dozen arcane mechas were broken into pieces in the palace.
Sylvanas even smelled the scent of dragonhawks.
Rich flavor.
The noble Dragon Eagle Knights must have put up a desperate resistance here!
But unfortunately, their resistance was eventually crushed.
Breathing the smell of blood in the air.
Sylvanas's anger became more and more intense.
"Sunwell!" She soared from the ruins of the palace and rushed towards the island of Quel'Danas where the Sunwell was located.
Under the sunshine, the Son of the Sun easily crossed the vast strait and flew to the beautiful island of Quel'Danas!
This is the support and barrier of the high elves—the holy land where the Sunwell is located!
However……
Now, the once beautiful island has been polluted by the power of natural disasters.
All the buildings on the high ground where the Sunwell is located are burning.
Sylvanas fell from the sky, and she landed in front of a bridge made of frost.
Clearly, this is an Alsace masterpiece!
The death knight's frost power built a bridge of frost from the land directly to the island of Quel'Danas.
A steady stream of natural disaster troops passed through this bridge and headed straight for the Sunwell!
By the bridge, Sylvanas clearly felt the power of the flames.
This powerful flame force once resolutely sniped the Death Knight and his troops here.
"King Anasteria..." Sylvanas knelt down on one knee. She knew that in the entire Quel'dorei, the only one who could possess such surging fire power was the one who had ruled Quel'Thalas.
Anasteria, the king of the kingdom for three thousand years, Sun Chaser!
But he also failed to stop the natural disaster.
The army of natural disasters continues to move forward.
Sylvanas slowly moved forward along this path.
It can be seen that after the battle at the bridge entrance, all resistance became sparse.
Instead, there were footprints of escape everywhere.
But the natural disaster did not bother those who escaped.
They keep going!
A huge army marches towards the Sunwell!
When Sylvanas approached the Sunwell, she felt a force filled with coldness, death, chaos and evil roaring in the Sunwell.
She climbed to the high ground, passed through the burning buildings, and came to the sacred Sunwell.
She lowered her head and looked at the mother well that had nurtured and protected the high elves for four thousand years.
The sacred well water has been defiled.
The chaotic power of death and the cold power of frost have turned this sacred well water extremely turbid.
Tears fell from Sylvanas's cheeks.
At this moment, she thought of a lot.
The once prosperous and beautiful kingdom of Quel'Thalas...
The once peaceful and peaceful Silver Moon City...
The once rich island of Quel'Danas...
But now, everything is gone.
Everything is ruined.
The home of the high elves is gone.
Tens of thousands of our compatriots fell in a pool of blood.
Even the Sunwell is polluted!
I looked around and saw no compatriots.
Sadness filled the hearts of the children of the sun, and anger gathered strength under the sadness.
"Anar'Alah Anar'Alah Belore..." Sylvanas shed tears and sang her inner sadness.
The sorrow of the Son of the Sun echoed throughout the island.
After singing the song, she stood up firmly!
She turned around and looked at the entire island of Quel'Danas!
Somehow, she sensed the direction of the natural disaster.
Kingdom of Lordaeron...
Stratholme!
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Ran Bing has been following the crumbling floating city.
It's been two days.
It is getting slower and slower in the sandstorm.
The height is also slowly decreasing!
Obviously, this floating city has lost its energy supply!
It will soon run out of energy.
Even on the ground, the huge roar of the central control engine of the floating city is getting louder and louder.
This means that the engine is about to be scrapped!
But the problem is...
There is unlikely to be a problem with the engine of the floating city.
Because, almost all floating cities have several sets of backup engines.
The main task of the expedition team is also to search for any possible engine parts.
Ran Bing once found a brand new engine for his floating city.
so……
"There's something wrong with this floating city!"
She drew the revolver from her waist and continued to follow.
She had a hunch that this floating city that was about to fall might be able to give her clues.
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Sitting at the counter, Lingpingan wrote furiously.
It has been written that the protagonist's ant colony, like locusts, engulfed a fertile swamp.
But after the protagonist found out, he immediately stopped everything.
Lingpingan began to write in the article: Although Qin Xiaoan cherishes his life, he also understands that his life is firmly bound to the ant colony.
But, he is a gentleman.
A gentleman has certain things to do and things not to do...
If you turn the world into a desert for yourself, what's the point?
The green mountains and green waters no longer exist. Even if you live forever, you are nothing more than a walking corpse!
As he wrote this, he nodded slightly.
Young Internet article writers still have moral integrity.
Feeling good is good, but there is still a moral bottom line!
Um……
Green mountains and green waters are packed with mountains of gold and silver!
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The long stretch of yellow sand has now been filled with flesh and blood.
There are corpses of the evil god's minions and heirs everywhere.
At least 150,000 Evil God's minions and thousands of Evil God's offspring perished here!
Dragging her long high-frequency sword, Elizabeth stepped on the corpse of a huge descendant of the evil god. She raised the head of this abominable monster high.
The blade in his hand swung out without hesitation and chopped it into pieces!
The hot blood of the evil god's descendant spurted out.
"Long live!" Countless believers raised their arms and shouted!
Victory!
Humanity wins!
One hundred years after the Void Storm, mankind finally won in the wild.
Not only did he win, he also completely eliminated this group of evil gods’ minions!
Thousands of descendants of the evil god were completely wiped out!
Elizabeth alone had killed at least hundreds of them with her bare hands!
Her loyal mechanical guards crushed hundreds of them.
The others were killed by the Skitarii's laser knives and plasma guns!
In the past, human weapons were not very effective against the minions of the evil god.
Serious lack of lethality!
Only the doomsday cannons of the Doomsday Fortress, weapons that use the Evil God's Crystal as energy, can destroy these monsters.
But facing the descendants of the evil god, they were powerless.
But now, humans can kill these past enemies by just using ordinary laser knives and plasma guns!
Everyone knows the reason for all this.
This is the power of faith!
The great spirit of all opportunities has no shortcomings.
His divine power flows in the weapons and armor of His followers!
Under His care, machinery and steel are capable of devastating damage to the evil god!
"For the Spirit of All Opportunities!" Elizabeth threw the head of the evil god's descendant in her hand far away: "For more steamed rivets!"
"For Gatling Bodhisattva!"
In this battle, the flesh and blood of hundreds of thousands of the Evil God's minions and the Evil God's descendants were deposited together.
Two to three hundred thousand people of steel and machinery fought bloody battles.
In war, machinery and steel roar.
During the battle, everyone was tested and proved their loyalty!
Therefore, the spirit of all opportunities is extremely happy!
Holy multi-steamed rivets, extremely gratifying.
Great Merciful Gatling Bodhisattva, incomparable joy!
As a result, new content appeared on top of Elizabeth's "Mechanical Scripture".
This is divine grace!
Undoubted divine grace!
Open the pages of this brand new scripture.
The mechanical truth roars in the ears, and the iron will is firm and hot.
As a result, Elizabeth gained brand-new knowledge.
A few hours later, all the Evil God Crystals found on the battlefield were delivered to Elizabeth.
There are tens of thousands of evil god crystals piled up like a mountain!
The largest ones among them are as big as watermelons!
Looking at these Evil God Crystals, Elizabeth's electronic eyes flashed with fanatical will.
She opened the "Mechanical Scripture", stood in front of these Evil God Crystals, and slowly recited the great and sacred Iron Prayer.
As she chanted.
Steel began to cheer, and machinery began to get excited.
Every soldier in the Skitarii and the Discipline Academy became excited.
And the Evil God Crystal in front of me began to dissolve.
They were slowly purified by steel and mechanized.
Wisps of golden threads flew up into the sky after being evaporated.
It's starting to rain!
One hundred years after the Void Storm, the world ushered in its first rain.
The first normal rain without pollution.
As the rain fell, the rain fell.
The earth began to regain its vitality.
A few tenacious grasses grow out of the soil.
The world begins to recover!
"The mechanical paradise also has green mountains and green waters!" The Steel Angel held the "Mechanical Scripture" in his hand in the heavy rain and began to preach to every mechanical people: "The spirit of all machines said: You should not listen to those heretics.
heresy……"
"Toxic gas, desert and wastewater are not my country..."
The mechanical people, listening to this great gospel, knelt down one after another.
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Almunia rode the elevator and appeared in the steel workshop on the surface.
Here, machines manufactured underground are being assembled by servitors.
Sewage flows across the land.
There is no atmosphere in the sky.
The yellow mist formed by poisonous gas shrouded the entire sky.
Countless steel buildings stand in the sky.
They go directly deep into orbit and are in direct contact with the starport in orbit.
do not know why.
Almunia looked at all this and he was very annoyed.
He felt the uneasiness of the machine soul.
Toxic gas, desert, wastewater...
The surface of the forge world makes the machine spirit very uneasy.
"What a blasphemy!" The Mechanical Bishop's steel heart began to tremble.
