Gluttonous Warlock

Chapter 257 The Dirge of the Giant Beast

·Possess orc, lycanthropist or Warcraft blood, with a purity of not less than 7%.

· Possess the blood of the wind system, with a purity of not less than 7%.

·Warlock rank ≥ 6 early stages

·Physical attribute ≥ 45
·Agility attribute ≥ 55
· Hunt and kill at least one Tier 6 sea monster (Leviathan ethnicity) and hold a sacrificial ceremony.

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If the above conditions are all met, after the sacrificial ceremony is completed, the advancement will be [-]% successful!
When the bloodline is advanced, it is also accompanied by bloodline purification.

After the advancement is completed, the miscellaneous blood that has nothing to do with it will be purified.

For example, Allen advanced to Beamon by virtue of the lycanthropy blood.

The characteristics of lycanthropy can still be retained, but the two bloodlines of poisonous demon and ogre wizard, which do not belong to the same lineage as Beamon, will be purified.

Without the blood of the poisonous demon, Alan lost his bone spurs and poison glands.

Losing the blood of the ogre wizard, he lost his regenerative physique and anti-magic barrier.

Especially the regenerative physique is his biggest reliance to fight against Kraken and Cangtian Beamon. Without this trick, his bones will be cold!
Allen absolutely cannot accept losing these precious abilities in order to advance!
From this moment, he strengthened his belief.

What bullshit advanced?
Lao Tzu's bloodline is the ancestor of his own!

On the premise of retaining one's own characteristics, continuous fusion of foreign blood, learning from each other's strengths, is the right way of practice!
"System! Let's deduce the conditions and success rate of integrating the blood of the heavenly Beamon!"

Allen whispered in his heart.

The Taotie system immediately began to operate.

After a while, the results of the deduction will be given.

The conditions for blood fusion are roughly the same as advanced ones.

The only difference is that the last item of sacrificing the old enemy was changed to injecting at least one unit of Cangtian Bimeng bloodline essence.

Careful analysis reveals that the two are fundamentally different.

The conditions for bloodline advancement are all rigid constraints. If any one fails to meet the standard, it is impossible to succeed in advancement.

The conditions for blood fusion are soft constraints, if a certain item is not up to standard, it will only reduce the success rate of fusion.

The problem is that the success rate of blood fusion is much lower than advanced!

The higher the bloodline, the harder it is to integrate!

Allen wants to integrate the blood of Cangtian Beamon, even if all the above-mentioned advanced conditions are met, the success rate is only about [-]%.

If the fusion fails, the bloodline will decline and the potential will be lost.

In severe cases, the blood vessels will collapse, the cultivation base will be completely abolished, and the life will not be long.

What's more, he hasn't fulfilled all the conditions yet!
Rank is not up to standard.

There is no wind lineage.

In terms of attributes, the physique and spirit are up to standard, and the hips are agile!

Counting the 10-point bonus of the atavistic form, it is still 6 points away!
With Alan's current state, if he forcibly merges the blood of the Heavenly Beamon, the result of the system deduction is...

The success rate is less than [-]%!
Once the fusion fails, it may lead to blood vessel collapse.

Allen shook his head lightly.

He didn't want to gamble with his own life.

"System! Can you spend potential to increase the success rate of blood fusion?"

The reply given by the system made him feel mixed.

Yes, but the price is quite high, at least 30 potential points are required!
30 potential points, he can afford it, but he is a bit reluctant.

To save potential, the preconditions must be fulfilled as far as possible.

It is too difficult to reach the standard, let's not consider it.

As for attributes...it can actually be improved by "eating".

It is hard to find special ingredients that enhance the agility attribute.

However, in addition to eating specific ingredients, taking drugs can also achieve the same effect.

Allen made up his mind and got up and went downstairs.

I ordered a glass of wine at the bar on the first floor of the castle, and asked the butler:

"Mr. Miri, I want to negotiate a deal with you."

"Business is coming, of course I welcome it."

A vivid smile appeared on the butler's face carved with mithril.

"Young man, what do you want from me?"

"Light Spirit Elixir, grade 1~3, the same one." Allen said calmly.

"Wow~ a big deal!" Miri whistled exaggeratedly, "Alan, I can provide you with the medicine you need, but what can you give me?"

Allen took out the blood collection bottle from the storage bag and placed it on the bar.

Mi Rui picked up the blood collection bottle, with faint blue light flashing in his eyes, as if he was identifying the three bloodline essences stored in the bottle.

"An advanced winter wolf bloodline essence, not bad."

"One piece of blood essence of deep-sea squid, top-notch!"

"Huh?! Why is there this..." The butler pushed his glasses, "I read it right? Behemoth Behemoth Bloodline Essence?!"

The astonished expression of the housekeeper made Allen secretly glad.

It was a wise decision that I didn't take out the blood essence of Kraken and Cangtian Beamon as soon as I came up.

The butler's gaze shifted to Allen's face.

"Young man, it is inconvenient for Fang to disclose, where did you get the essence of the Behemoth's bloodline?"

Allen took a sip of beer and replied with a smile: "Yes, but you have to pay for this valuable information."

The butler's mouth twitched.

He was the only one who collected money and sold information from the testers, and this was the first time he did the opposite.

Alan Panthers, this kid is interesting, he deserves to be watched carefully!

"Young man, I don't gain anything from asking you about this matter. It's just to satisfy my curiosity. You have to charge for this, isn't it too much?"

Allen shook his head and chuckled: "Mr. Miri, it is out of curiosity and exploration of the unknown that civilization can progress. In my opinion, satisfying curiosity is probably the most extravagant consumption in the world."

The corner of the butler's mouth couldn't help twitching again.

"Okay, young man, tell me about this, add three blood essences, and then pay me 1000 magic stones, and you can get what you want."

Allen thought about it and shook his head slightly.

"Mr. Mi Rui, your asking price is too high and unreasonable."

"Sorry, you should know that I refuse to bargain here."

The butler shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, with a smile of determination on his face.

"Young man, you have to think clearly, you can only buy those potions from me."

"Exclusive products, this one is the only one, there is no other semicolon, and the price is a little bit more natural."

"Not always."

Allen took back the blood collection bottle and was not threatened by the profiteer.

"Mr. Miri, borrow your bulletin board."

"Uh... what do you want to do?"

The butler had a vague premonition.

"I'm going to post an announcement that tomorrow morning, the three bloodline essences will be publicly auctioned for all trialists in the restaurant on the first floor of the castle."

"Other testers have been exchanging medicines with you these days. Maybe they are willing to take the surplus medicines and exchange them with me for the blood essence of Behemoth giant beasts and deep-sea squids."

"These two bloodline essences have no semicolon except me. As Mr. Mi Rui said, it is reasonable for me to set a higher starting price for the only business, right?"

"You boy..." the butler didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Let's put aside the auction and so on. There is one thing I can't figure out."

"Beamon's bloodline comes from a hidden secret place. No one can get it except you. However, deep-sea squid...any trialer can go hunting in the polar seabed temple. How come it becomes your monopoly?"

Alan took a sip of his wine and said with a smile: "This is a good question, but I can't answer it for free."

The butler took a deep breath, held his index finger on the glasses, and couldn't help trembling.

If it weren't for the rules in the city of origin, the housekeeper is not allowed to beat the tester. I really want to grab this kid by the collar and slap him hard!

"Okay... Alan, let's talk about the previous business."

A smile was forced on the butler's face.

"Three parts of blood essence are exchanged for three potions, plus answer two questions I'm curious about."

"In addition, you have to give me 1000 yuan of magic stones." Allen said, staring at the butler.

"Are you kidding? You didn't say that at first!"

Mi Rui was so angry that he couldn't help raising his voice, unable to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor.

"Unfortunately, you rejected my initial offer." Allen smiled faintly, "By the way, what I want is a 1000 yuan wind attribute magic stone, don't fool me with ordinary goods."

Integrating with Cangtian Bimon, Allen will obtain the blood of the wind system, and use the wind attribute magic stone to assist in his practice, making meditation more efficient.

Mi Rui took off his glasses and rubbed his gem-carved eyes.

When he raised his head, his expression returned to peace.

"Young man, if you can satisfy my curiosity first and give me a satisfactory answer, I will make the deal as you said."

"Yes!" Allen nodded cheerfully.

"The first question, I found an orc ruin near the coast of the Warcraft Mountains, and there is an altar inside, which caught my attention."

"The ancestor spirit of the ogre wizard I fused can just read the runes on the altar..."

"The second question, unfortunately, I killed all the six deep-sea squid guarding the Polar Seabed Temple."

"If others want to hunt this kind of sea monster, I'm afraid they have to try their luck in another place."

"Mr. Mi Rui, look at your face...there are only six deep-sea squids in the entire trial space, right?"

The butler raised his hand to his forehead and was speechless for a long time.

"Ellen..."

"Mr. Miri?"

"Has anyone ever said... You kid, you are very wicked!"

"How is it possible?" Allen was surprised, "Others praise me as a good person!"

The butler sighed deeply, as if giving up the treatment.

Take out the potion Alan needs, plus 1000 yuan of wind attribute magic stones, wave his hand, and signal him to get out!
Allen unhurriedly checked the potion, counted the magic stones, and put them into his storage bag.

"Mr. Mi Rui, I also have a curious question about you. If you mind or want to charge, I won't ask."

"Ask, ask, you bastard! You'll really whet your appetite!"

"You want blood essence, why don't you go to the trial space to collect it yourself?"

"Based on your ability, isn't it easy to capture the essence of Beamon's bloodline?"

Miri laughed dumbfounded.

"Alan, why do you think Origin City arranged for a construct like me to be a housekeeper?"

"Because our constructs are more disciplined than you humans."

"Don't forget, I was made by a human being. Even if I activate my wisdom, I can't violate the prohibition instilled in advance by the maker."

"Make a deal with the tester and collect the essence of the monster's blood. What's the benefit to my cold golem?"

"It's nothing more than the master's task."

"As for the transaction process, bargaining with the tester is not a pre-written rule."

"You can think of me as trying to have some fun at a boring job and make myself appear more like a flesh-and-blood human being."

"I see, Mr. Miri, thank you for your free answer."

The butler's words reminded Allen of the famous "Three Laws of Robotics" in the field of science fiction in his previous life.

Enlightenment constructs, the "intelligent robots" of the fantasy world, seem to be designed to follow similar rules.

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After saying goodbye to the butler, Allen returned to the second floor.

Pushing open the door, a glowing curtain appeared in front of him.

Pass through the luminous curtain and directly teleport to the secret realm of space.

A manor house set among lawns and streams.

Allen and his relatives and friends live in a secluded manor.

Most of the time every day, they either meditate and practice in their own rooms, or go out for trials together.

Allen went back to his bedroom and injected three "light medicines", which increased agility by 6 points in total.

Counting the +10 agility in the ancestral form, it just reached the minimum standard for integrating the blood of the heavenly Beamon.

Now, Allen only needs to spend 17 points of potential to successfully integrate the blood of Beamon!
In fact, there is still room for further optimization.

For example, he can first fuse with the blood of a wind-type creature to obtain the characteristics of the wind element subspecies, and then fuse with the sky behemoth, which can also save some potential consumption.

However, everything should pay attention to a moderation!

The wind bloodline that Alan likes must be at least the fifth rank, and there are very few types that match his own bloodline pedigree.

Even if you find a suitable one, fusing this kind of wind bloodline will cost you potential!

Time is precious, Allen is too lazy to toss, he would rather spend a little more potential and get it right in one step!
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Meditation world.

In the age of disaster, the war between the gods and the ancestors is finally coming to an end.

The former main battlefield, Warlock World, has been ravaged by war and dilapidated.

For terrestrial organisms, including humans, the greatest threat comes from climate change brought about by the melting of polar glaciers.

Who is the chief culprit that caused this catastrophe?
The gods and their believers pointed the finger at the ancestor of the sorcerer.

Blame the ancestors for using legendary magic to melt the polar glaciers, detonate countless volcanoes from land to sea bottom, and open a portal to the water elemental world in the sky. The torrential rain is like a waterfall, fueling the great flood that submerged the world.

Because floods are more terrifying than ferocious beasts, they can more efficiently slaughter the believers of the gods and weaken the source of the power of faith.

Regardless of whether these accusations are true, judging from the results, the natural disasters did help the ancestors of the sorcerers to overthrow the rule of the gods.

Today, the main battlefield between the gods and the ancestors has shifted from the human world to the kingdom of gods outside the sky.

On the flooded land, the surviving terrestrial creatures are still struggling.

However, not all creatures are afraid of the flood.

The sea monsters headed by the Leviathans were overjoyed at the arrival of the great flood era.

Thanks to the spreading torrent, the territory of sea monsters extends from the deep sea to the former continent.

In contrast, the Behemoth Behemoth, the old enemy of the Leviathan family, had to struggle to survive before the catastrophe came.

A Beamon tribe, led by wise elders, embarked on a difficult escape.

The destination of the behemoths is a cave on the top of a mountain.

It is said that the depths of the cave lead to a secret space.

Entering the secret realm, you can avoid the rising flood and get a safe place.

Several years later, the flood receded, and then came out to rebuild their homes.

The plan sounds reasonable, but if you want to reach the secret place, you must first cross a strait that lies on the only way.

Many sea monsters are entrenched in the strait, waiting for their old enemies to come and seek death.

The Beamon family did not have the technology to build an ark.

Most of them can't swim, and even without the harassment of sea monsters, it is difficult to cross the strait tens of miles wide.

Fortunately, apart from ordinary Behemoths, there are also a few elemental Behemoths in this tribe.

The elder himself is an 8th-level "Earth Bimon".

If he wanted to escape alone, it would not be difficult to sneak directly across the strait.

Cangtian Bimon in the tribe can also transform into a roc and fly directly to the other side of the strait.

However, in order to save most of the tribe, the elemental Behemoths are willing to stay and live and die with the tribe.

The key to the success of fleeing across the sea lies in the glacier Beamon.

Twelve glaciers Behemoth, transformed into snow-white giant wolves, waded forward side by side.

The cold current from the mouth freezes the sea water and forms a thick layer of ice.

The ice reflected the sun, and behind them lay a shining road across the channel.

The other behemoths followed closely behind, walking along the front of the ice.

Raging Behemoth is a rare amphibious subspecies in the group.

Transform into a whale form, escorting both sides of the Ice Crystal Avenue.

Stop those sea monsters who are trying to destroy, and get close to this road of life.

Cangtian Bimon turned into a roc, acting as a transport plane, grabbed the light cubs, flew across the strait, and reached the opposite bank.

Going back and forth in this way consumes a lot of energy.

But everyone is insisting, racing against time to transport back and forth.

At dusk, most of Beamon had successfully crossed the strait.

Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a dark cloud floated in the sky.

A terrifying atmosphere engulfed him.

The Leviathan family, known as sea beasts, actually has many amphibious subspecies.

High-level sea monsters can even fly out of water!

At this moment, hanging high above the strait is a rank 8 poisonous dragon!
This monster looks like a purple scale python, without limbs.

The head is like a dragon, and a pair of dragon wings extend out from behind the ears, flapping from time to time.

Duron does not fly by these pair of winged ears.

Walking against the wind is a supernatural ability that one is born with.

The poisonous dragon swooped down and easily smashed the ice crystal avenue across the strait.

The behemoths that hadn't reached the other side in time fell into the water one after another, struggling desperately.

Four Heavenly Behemoths came in a hurry to besiege the poisonous dragon!

However, they are still too young.

Four against one is no match for the terrifying poisonous dragon.

A mouthful of poisonous dragon's breath was sprayed over, and he immediately lost his senses, and even his consciousness was blurred, and he spread his wings and circled instinctively.

Pfft!
A blue sky bimon, whose wings were torn off by a poisonous dragon, fell into the sea.

In a blink of an eye, it was submerged by the waves.

He could no longer feel the coldness of the sea water, suffocated in the whirlpool, and sank...

A sea snake took advantage of the void and entered.

Wrapped around the roc that fell into the water, its fangs bit the neck of its prey.

When he was dying, the consciousness of Cangtian Bimon was replaced by another soul.

The resentment and pain of the ancestor spirit before his death were faithfully reflected on Allen, making his soul tremble!

After the ancestral spirit is fused, the poison resistance that comes with the "Glutton System" takes effect immediately.

Unexpectedly, the poison resistance as high as level 8 could not completely purify the toxins in the body.

Is it a level 9 toxin? !
Allen groaned secretly.

In the Leviathan family, the higher the rank of the sea monster, the more poisonous it is.

Level 8 poisonous dragons usually have level 8 toxins, causing the poisoned person to permanently lose their five senses, and they are also highly contagious.

The ninth-order Leviathan toxin is not only more contagious, but can also deprive the poisoned person of their "intuition (sixth sense)", just like turning into a vegetable.

At this moment, Allen felt the decline of intuition, and his thinking became more and more sluggish.

It seems that the poisonous dragon that raided the Beamon tribe is not far from being promoted to the ninth level, and the poison it spits is particularly violent.

Allen's level 8 poison resistance cannot be immune to level 9 poison, but it can still provide some resistance.

In the end, he only kept his intuition and thinking ability, and lost all his senses of sight, smell, hearing, taste and touch!
Allen's five senses were lost, he was entangled by the big snake, and dragged to the deep sea.

The sharp fangs pierced his neck, bleeding continuously.

If you were someone else, you could only close your eyes and wait for death.

Allen did not give up his efforts to survive!
For him, intuition is enough!
Silently send "detection toxin"!
Air induction!

He has a heart!
The three skills are superimposed, surpassing the five senses, forming a clear picture outside the body in Allen's mind!

Detect poison, instead of vision, letting him know he is being stalked by a venomous creature.

Induction of the air mechanism, the countless magic threads that emanate from the body replace the sense of hearing and touch, and trace the outline of the sea snake.

He had a clear mind and detected what the sea snake was thinking at the moment.

Even though it's just a savage thought full of bloodshed and appetite.

"Bite hard!"

"Kill this big bird that came to your door!"

"Drain his blood and have a full meal!"

Orochi's thoughts made Allen feel ridiculous.

In a flash, activate the three-phase phantom.

The blue roc, which was seriously injured and dying, turned into liquid and poured out from the big snake's mouth.

Click!

The sea snake gritted its fangs and was stunned.

Behemoth Allen, turned back into flesh and blood.

With the help of air induction, the snake's head was accurately captured.

The charged claws fused with the bone fragments and burst, pinching them down hard.

boom! !

The sea water exploded, and the lightning flowed.

The big snake's head was crushed on the spot.

Allen switches to liquid form, drifts with the current, and hits the beach.

At this time, he has fulfilled the wish of the ancestor spirit and escaped from death.

This is the end of the practice, and the perfect meditation can be achieved in the future.

However, Allen didn't want it to end like this.

From the perspective of future generations, this exiled Behemoth tribe was doomed in the end and died in the dust of history.

Otherwise, why did Alan's ogre wizard ancestor spirit not know the whereabouts of this tribe at all, nor heard that their descendants left the secret realm and became active in the world where the flood receded?

However, Allen still did not give up.

Even if you can't change the fate of your ancestors, at least you have to witness with your own eyes how this group of behemoths came to an end.

Alan, who is blind and deaf, turned into a roc and flew at low altitude.

Qi machine induction, like countless cilia on the surface of the body, detects air currents and obstacles in the air, allowing him to avoid the oncoming mountain in time.

Of course, the detection distance of the air induction sensor cannot compare with the sharp vision of the roc.

Allen didn't dare to fly too fast.

Along the way, he detected many toxic reactions.

Although there are sea monsters making waves, more of them are poisoned Beamon.

The behemoth, which lost its five senses, lay down in the muddy salt marsh waiting to die.

With his telepathy, Allen felt the pain and despair of the giant beasts.

He wanted to land for rescue at one point, but finally dismissed the idea.

His blood has been used to detoxify in the past, and it has been tried and tested.

Now that you can't even remove the toxins in your body, how can you save others?
Injecting highly toxic blood into the Behemoth will only aggravate the poison.

Allen pursued all the way and entered the cave where the secret realm was located.

At the end of the cave, Leviathan poison and bloody smell remained.

Air-motion induction eliminates the interference of messy footprints on the ground, and traces complex lines and ancient runes carved on stones.

These patterns and runes together constitute the teleportation array leading to the secret realm.

laugh!
Allen waved his claws and cut his palm.

Blood dripped on the magic circle.

"Ancestral spirits above, protect your descendants..."

Allen prayed silently.

Before the rise of the Church of the Gods, all races in the world, including humans, orcs, Behemoths, and Leviathans, worshiped their ancestors as gods.

Those ancient years were the first golden age of the warlock family.

However, with the rise of various cross-ethnic universal religions, the clan system based on blood relationship gradually disintegrated, and the original ancestor worship also declined.

Behemoth Behemoth and Leviathan belong to a very small number of ancient races that have not been converted and baptized, and adhere to traditional ancestor worship.

This kind of stubborn persistence caused them to be included in the camp of the ancestors in the war between the ancestors and the gods.

A common camp can only bring about a temporary compromise, but it cannot completely resolve the feud between the two clans.

In the early days of the war, due to the pressure of survival, the two clans could barely hug each other to keep warm.

By the end of the war, the victory of several parties has been determined.

The common enemy has been defeated, and Beamon and Leviathan are becoming more and more displeased with each other.

Old hatred, welling up in my heart!
The hatred of a hundred generations can still be undone!
To persist in the worship of ancestor spirits is to avenge the ancestor spirits who died at the hands of old enemies.

Wrong revenge, feud like a snowball.

Until one party's genocide is exterminated, the feud will disappear.

Blood and prayers, activate the magic circle.

After a period of trance, Allen was teleported to the secret realm.

A full moon hung in the night sky, reflecting the silhouettes of distant mountains and casting gray silhouettes on the land.

The night wind brought a faint fragrance of flowers, but the roar of beasts and insects could not be heard.

There was dead silence in the secret realm, and the atmosphere was extremely strange!

Allen walked to the valley ahead, and at the same time released the air sensor, opened his heart, and detected the surrounding movement.

Along the way, my mood gradually fell to the bottom.

The birds and beasts living in this paradise collapsed on the ground, breathing weakly.

These weak creatures were all infected with Leviathan's poison, lost their senses, and lost the ability to forage for food to make a living.

The dying birds and beasts were filled with pain and despair.

All these negative emotions are fed back to Allen's mind by telepathy.

It seems that the haze is getting thicker and thicker, lingering.

Allen's will gradually failed.

In order to avoid a mental breakdown, he had to close his heart.

Allen couldn't see with his eyes, but he was clear in his heart.

The Beamon family hid in the secret realm, but did not find peace. Instead, they implicated the creatures in the secret realm and brought disaster to them.

With the last ray of hope, Allen entered the depths of the valley.

With air induction, hundreds of behemoths have been detected.

To be precise, they only detected the outlines of the giant beasts, but did not sense the breath of life they exuded.

Groups of giant beasts, with their arms around their knees, sit under the cliffs on both sides of the valley.

Collectively turned into a cold stone statue.

Why is that?
With doubts, Allen walked quickly between the two rows of giant stone statues.

until the end of the valley.

The great elder of the Beamon clan sat alone on the top of the cliff.

This powerful eighth-order earth bimon has also been petrified.

Allen's heart sank!
Staggering steps, within a hundred feet of the elder stone statue, immediately activated the "Magic Mouth" imprint blessed on the stone statue.

"Son, welcome home..."

The deep voice of the Great Elder came from the stone statue.

"The next thing I want to say is what I leave for future generations."

Allen listened silently, feeling ups and downs.

Among the fleeing behemoths, there are many poisoned ones.

After entering the secret realm, the leviathan toxin lurking in the body exploded one after another, spreading wildly!
Today, the entire secret realm has become an epidemic area flooded with toxins.

The Behemoths were infected with a severe virus, lost their five senses, and waited to die.

In order to continue the fire of life, the Great Elder resorted to the last resort while he could barely suppress the toxin.

Activate the 9-ring magic "Petrochemical Emblem" to petrify all clan members.

Including himself.

Behemoths who turned into stone statues stopped their physical activities.

Free from poison, hunger and thirst, and enter a long dormancy.

In the last paragraph of Mozui's message, the great elder prayed to the ancestor spirit with a glimmer of hope.

Looking forward to the day when the flood recedes, future generations will have mastered the cure for Leviathan poison.

Come to the secret realm, lift the petrification, and wake them up.

However, Allen knew that there would be no descendants.

The behemoths sleeping in the valley of the secret realm are the last well-documented Behemoth tribe in the history of the warlock world.

Allen can hardly find a Bimeng ancestral spirit that was born later than the Great Flood era in the bloodline galaxy.

The moment the Great Elder activated the "Petrochemical Emblem", the Behemoth family had already become extinct in the wild in a statistical sense.

Including this ancestral spirit fused by Allen.

In real history, he should have died in the mouth of the sea snake long ago.

Allen reversed the personal destiny of the ancestral spirits, but he couldn't save this doomed race.

Long night.

The valley was silent.

Allen sat with his arms around his knees beside a campfire.

Guard the secret realm alone, accompanied by the cold giant stone statue.

I felt deeply, an unprecedented loneliness.

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