Vol 4 Chapter 118: In the last courage

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"Boom" a loud noise!
A huge hammer weighing hundreds of kilograms carrying the Holy Light, was rounded by Atwood and hit the front of the carapace of the crab-shaped monster. The plasma and meat emulsion exploded from the rear edge of the carapace like a volcanic eruption!
Then pushing the torrent of gas waves and gravel, still rushing straight out the distance of thousands of kilometers!
Behind the monsters hit by the aftermath, they were lifted up to a distance of tens of meters, and then they were messed up into the pile of monsters that followed.
There were also several nearby stone buildings that had collapsed halfway, swayed in the air, and then collapsed one by one like a domino, raising countless dust ...
The old man gasped heavily, reaching for the arm of Thomas, who was binocular, and dragging him into a stone building that was still intact. The giant hammer smashed upright. The statue in front of the hall blocked the main entrance.
Atwood's great sword had been cut long ago. This all-metal sledgehammer was picked up in the ruins at random ... Somehow, the city's ruins are full of discarded weapons, and they are all heavy weapons. Those swords are nothing but rusty and reusable. It's no problem like a hammer, and it's amazingly effective against those monsters!
The crab-shaped monster that was hit by the Paladin in front of him was still able to stand swaying at this time. His seven- or eight-story building, wielding thousands of arthropods, had entered the "Xia Ji eight cut" The state ... in turn, blocked the chasing army behind.
"Ha ~ ha ~" Throwing his hand and throwing Thomas into the corner, Atwood turned his head and saw an endless array of books arranged neatly in the hall ... Books? ! The building is full of books and scrolls, although most of them are already in tatters.
"Where is this ... Thomas! You know the language right? Go and see where this is!"
After fighting and fleeing day and night, Atwood found the right way to get along with the God of Courage—that is, just give him a command without having to face him! The more severe the scolding, the more obedient. Among all methods, this is the most efficient one!
Sure enough, even Thomas was trembling to find a safe hiding place, but after Atwood ordered, he still obediently executed ... because he was dragged by the old paladin along the way, ask What he was most afraid of now was definitely that the old paladin would leave him alone.
As for the battle, when it was discovered that the monster in front of him could not be hacked to death but could hurt him, the morale of the God of Courage collapsed into the Yellow River without going back.
"Emperor, Imperial Volume House, is a library-like place." Thomas quickly confirmed the identity of the building.
"Library ... Go and find! History! I want the history of this world ... Hurry up and see, I want to know what the is wrong with this world!" Atwood gritted his teeth! "As soon as possible! Only know that, maybe we can save our lives!"
The old man added, otherwise Thomas might not be doing his best. Old hair swears that this world is too evil. There are immortal monsters everywhere. Not to mention, the whole world is not alive at all! How could such a world exist?
Not even the abyss ... He was wrong about this. The abyss is a lively place, and the creatures are all growing up in Xia Jiba.
It is no longer a question of Shen Yan coming or not ...
"I'll find it here ... I found it!" Thomas flipped around twice, and then he found it--because the huge book in the center of the hall, made of gold and paper, was actually an empire. history!
It can be said that this book is specially placed there for later readers.
"Read it to me!" The old man brandished a sledgehammer, smashing in his tentacles, and shouted loudly.
"Yes, volume one, the empire set sail, the imperial Xia Gu calendar-774 ..."

What empire and history, these are no longer important, as far as the endless ruins of sight.
At first, a group of people who failed in the power struggle took hundreds of giant ships with their families and left their hometown. They sailed in the starry sky (yes) for countless years, and finally reached a new continent. The plants on this land are lush and the climate is pleasant, but strangely, there is no civilization ruling here, there are not too many large animals, only countless insects ... This is a world of insects.
The exiles carefully built towns on this continent, cultivated farmland, planted seeds, and thrived ... except that they had lost their way home, everything was so beautiful.
And the benefits go far beyond these ...
The exiles soon discovered that the food grown on this land, long-term consumption can make the manpower endless, the wound healed, and even the white hair reappeared black, rejuvenated! Not only the land, but also the bad-smelling spring water, also has the same effect. If the first generation is "just" like this, then the second generation of children born on this continent can be born to speak, run and jump, and even crush stones with small hands. This is already the same as the legend. God Son is almost the same!
Therefore, the fugitives call it the "land of God."
There are no natural enemies, human beings have super-strong physiques, immortal life, and the number can grow rapidly. New civilizations soon take root on this continent and then spread, and then ... of course, they began to split!
Human beings, without foreign enemies, will certainly engage in themselves.
It does n’t really matter who is the counter-attack native, and who is the New World faction. The so-called proposition is nothing more than the means used by the ambitions to divide the enemy and the self. Both sides have been strengthened, so two powerful troops that have never appeared in history have collided violently on this continent!
Immediately afterwards, more amazing facts were revealed ... The dead are not dead, the limbs are reborn!
When the first buried war dead climbed 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 growing on his neck ... but there was a disgusting sarcoma on the other side! Even so, he is indeed alive! There are also those who have broken arms and legs, and they have grown out again in a short time. It looks like ... Those strange "appendages" are scary to look at, such as eyeballs, sarcomas, tentacles and the like ...
But compared to life and disability, what do these count?
The war is still going on. Not only did it not stop the war, but it also allowed the war to slide in a more direction ... The people who were killed would be unloaded! Or chopped into meat sauce! Or a fire to burn ... just to delay their resurrection. Even so, those remaining organizations will wriggle, stick together, and then crawl out of the ground ... back to earth!
But at this time, who would recognize their human identity in that strange shape?
In order to make people forget the war, the empire on the one hand vigorously built gorgeous cities, anyway, this continent's resources are rich enough to make people crazy; on the other hand, the two sides tacitly drove those strange-looking human beings to the front line! Let them consume each other ... Ordinary people choose not to be upset, but history books refer to those who can't distinguish the human form as the "devil".
For a time, how to completely eliminate these "monsters", quite a headache for the high-level empire on both sides.
With the passage of time, there are more and more demons, but the two empires are becoming stronger and stronger-the young people of the new generation are generally more than 3 meters tall, weighing 200 kilograms, uniform limbs, blond hair, gorgeous! Their fighting power is strong, and the demons are not to mention! If it wasn't for death, the ugly things would have been crushed.
At this time, human beings have quite calmly called themselves "Protoss".
Of course, the pursuit of territory also quickly stopped-because this continent seems boundless. Exploration alone is enough, and there is no need to compete with another country. On the contrary, the two sides began to tacitly compare each other to build a variety of gorgeous cities worthy of the Protoss, in order to overpower each other in terms of civilization!
As for the counterattack on the mainland that I had advocated ... what is that? As long as anyone who is not stupid knows, immortality and immortality have nothing to do with "Protoss" fart! What really works is the soil and water of this continent, and perhaps the air ... Since that is the case, the fool wants to leave!

PS: Small pimples in the eyes and tears.