Disaster Strikes

The Amazon forest world is a troubled world. 【6】【9】【s】【h】【u】【x】【.】【c】【o】【m】

In ancient times, the Amazon forest world was once very powerful. The fearless female warriors once frightened the surrounding world. At that time, they did not need men or slaves. All they needed were sacrifices.

Until one day.

A strange world calling itself Shadow discovered the world of the Amazon forest.

Countless evil shadows spread in the Amazon forest world. After a long and arduous battle, the powerful Amazon female warriors were completely defeated. Not only did they lose a large number of World Mother Trees, but also the clan civilization of the once brilliant Amazon female warriors declined, and several The profession disappeared and became history.

It was also during that time.

The Amazon forest world is in danger. The once invincible Amazon female warriors came into contact with a magic called the "Black Book" and summoned the natural disaster victims who entered the new era...

now.

The Sun Clan is one of the few tribes in the Amazon forest world that owns the World Mother Tree.

There are no more than five tribes in the entire continent that can worship the World Mother Tree, but it is said that in ancient times, there were dozens of tribes that owned the World Mother Tree.

This is an unprecedented grand ceremony.

The chief of the Sun Clan, Bo Bo Ti, is dressed in forest attire and wears a sky crown made of countless bright feathers on her head. This is her symbol as a female warrior in the sky. Along with the swaying flames and passionate music, she performs in the World Mother Tree. He led the elders to dance together with other tribal envoys who came to worship.

Gradually.

Bobo Iron entered an indescribable and wonderful state.

The thousand-meter-high World Mother Tree must undergo at least one hundred thousand years of wind and frost, as well as the gathering of plant elves unique to the Amazon forest world, before it can be called the World Mother Tree.

The World Mother Tree has a wonderful property, which is that it can allow worshipers to temporarily gain higher-level powerful power, as well as the characteristic realization of the corresponding biological level.

It's like a huge battery.

As a fifth-level sky female warrior, Bo Botie has gradually gained the power of a 'sixth-level pilgrim' at this moment.

The pilgrim is a sixth-level biological form unique to the Amazon forest world, or a temporary form.

In the ancient Amazon forest world, this form belonged to the position of elder and a relatively marginal role, because as a price for being able to temporarily enter the sixth-level biological realm, the professional could not go any further for life.

This was once a local professional feature that the female warriors in the Amazon forest world were proud of, but now it seems to have become poison for the Amazon female warriors.

Because the declining Amazon female warriors have regarded this professional nature as their lifelong pursuit, rather than the god-level existence of the natural god series.

This has also resulted in some Amazon warriors who had the potential to enter the field of law to be hopeless from then on.

Countless fibrous roots of the World Mother Tree emerged from the soil and took root on the sacrifice.

It seemed to draw power from the sacrifice.

Bundles of electric light visible to the naked eye converged along the meridians of the mother tree towards the trunk.

There was a trembling breath in the air, which seemed to have a stimulant effect, making tens of thousands of Amazon female warriors even more excited. Even the tribal messengers could not restrain their emotions, and they let out primitive sounds in their throats. Wild screams of excitement.

Buzz!

An astonishing aura swayed from Bo Bo Tie's body, and emerald green beams of light emerged from her eyes, mouth, nostrils, and ears, forming some unknown connection with the World Mother Tree. Then she pushed the scepter , the World Mother Tree dropped countless leaves and formed a huge circle. The internal space rippled layer by layer, gradually turning into a picture of another world.

"Have you got everything together?"

This was a man with electric eyes, full of confidence and elegance. He calmly looked at Bo Botie, the woman who had accidentally contacted him before.

"Yes, Gargasol."

Bo Botie added: "But I must remind you that this is a powerful world that even the disaster world is unwilling to confront head-on. As powerful as you are, you should have heard of this strange world that seems to be hidden in the singularity of time and space, right? "

"The world of disaster, hmm, is it the world that peeked into the taboo of ashes and was almost wiped out?"

The mysterious god known as Gargasol actually sneered.

"If they hadn't become dogs in the Xuanling World, they would have been occupied long ago after the disaster. It's really stupid for you to beg them!"

After ridiculing, he changed the topic.

"Don't worry, the disaster world doesn't need slaves, so they won't care about your life or death, but I'm different. There are countless energetic men in the thunderstorm world who can provide you with the service of reproducing warriors, haha, haha..."

Communication between worlds is far from being as easy as the disaster victims imagined.

For a world that has not mastered space-time technology, any other world will be extremely strange and powerful. Exposing yourself is a very dangerous thing, because you have no way to judge what kind of civilization the other party has and how it will use it. Treat yourself.

Even if you master mature space-time technology, it will be very difficult to contact life in other worlds, not to mention that after opening the world window, the energy required every second will be astronomical. .

So relatively speaking.

The weaker the world, the more closed and isolated it is.

The stronger the world, the more open and enterprising it will be.

Hundreds of tribes began to put astronomical numbers of energy stones into the roots of the world mother tree according to Bobotie's requirements, in order to cooperate with the thunderstorm world to open the world window.

With the space-time technology of the thunderstorm world, the other world must actively cooperate and open the space-time tunnel in both directions to penetrate the world barrier and establish a stable world window.

But it is precisely because it is too difficult to open the space-time window.

As a result, the wars between these worlds often last for hundreds of years. Even if the power of the world is boiling and the great guardian appears, they will not retreat.

It is not until the core resources are seized, their goals are completely achieved, and the other party is plunged into a great disaster that it is considered to be over.

In comparison, the doomsday war launched by the monarch of the Distressed River can only be regarded as a small fight of a punitive nature.

"Thunder Spirit Warriors, follow my footsteps and step into a new world journey. The goal is the parasitic world."

"Destroy them!"

"Parasite world..."

Boom!

With the Sun Tribe's World Mother Tree as the center, a visible space-time ripple was created, and then the light ring composed of countless leaves was completely imprisoned, and a world where thunder was constantly falling from the sky appeared faintly.

In this world.

There were altars for collecting thunder everywhere on the ground.

Countless little giants with lightning in their eyes, who were knowledgeable, strong, and very cruel, drove their war beasts enchanted with thunder to gather in the direction of the space-time window.