Grand Academy of Natural Sciences

Within a short time after the mysterious creatures questioned, all kinds of distracting thoughts continued to overflow from this metal fortress floating in the sky like a stream.

"who is it?"

"Of course to survive..."

"Inheritance and honor..."

"What 5 centimeters, what is it talking about?"

Obviously, the mysterious thing has obtained the answer it wants to know from all kinds of information.

After all, for it, it is the meaning of its existence to moisturize the creatures on the land to rejuvenate, to help the civilization with potential to thrive, and to assist itself in fulfilling a certain mission.

Now, it is enough to know that the civilization formed by this creature is fighting for its own survival, and doing everything possible for this world to fight the invaders.

immediately.

Under the gaze of thousands of scholars who rely on the energy shield of the sky fortress, such as Corleone, Dean X, Windsor, Yuelian Gana, Ceratos, Edward, Animo, etc., the white mist gradually dissipated outside. The magical metal particle storm controlled by Superman has been completely disintegrated by this white mist and disappeared.

In other words, not only the metal particles, but also the dust splashed by the falling fragments of the star and meteor technique, also dissipated.

There is a wonderful scene between heaven and earth!

On the other side is the vast land of the Pangula Plateau, a steady stream of water mist is constantly evaporating and converging on the battlefield here. These mists are not only the vital energy that nourishes everything, but also the deadly poison for the invaders!

On the other side is the pitch-black vortex high above the battlefield, which leads directly to the depths of the universe, drawing and draining the energy source here, forming a vacuum field.

During this gathering, a certain balance was formed on the battlefield!

Compared with the huge amount of world vitality carried by the vast water mist, the two-hundred-meter-high giant one-eyed ancient god's head is trying to blow into this vacuum domain, conveying energy, as if it has been nourished by some kind of huge nourishment. A touch of excitement and intoxication.

It couldn't help muttering with excitement: "It's Quanzu!!"

Since the War of the Ancients, as the world's vitality is losing and losing, there are fewer and fewer rule guards.

Most of them died in the battle of superhumans, and some died naturally, but more, because the world became weaker and unable to maintain a stable internal circulation, which led to the demotion and change of the guardians of the higher rules. Become a relatively low mission guardian.

But even so!

There are still several greatest guardians of this world.

Their power has reached its peak, and this nourishing spring ancestor is undoubtedly one of them!

According to legend, its mission is to nourish the civilizations with potential in this world. With its unremitting persistence, the clone does not know how many civilizations have been nourished. Some of them are directly involved in the war against the invaders. That is why, Its power has become stronger and stronger, and it has become one of the top rule guards in the world.

Other guardians of the top rules, perhaps some are more mysterious than it, and perhaps some are more powerful than it, but in terms of the nature of the rules of the guardian, the guardian higher than it is more and more after the ancient war of this world Today, when it is weak, it no longer exists.

"Yes, this breath... is Quan Zu."

The red-eyed ghost has swelled to hundreds of meters, but its body is already riddled with holes at this moment, which is exactly the severe damage suffered during the battle with Superman.

The other ancient **** with a tauren body is even worse!

It rushed into the matrix catastrophe base on the Panguula ancient giant tortoise shell. In a short period of time, it was enmity for the Superhumans. After being baptized by the intensive ballistic energy of the Superhuman Legion, it was torn to pieces. Organisms into pieces of flesh and blood.

"Uh?"

At this time, the vacuum barrier that was siphoned by the stars continuously lost the energy of the world, and a guardian appeared again.

This is a huge golden beetle over thirty meters long.

At this moment, it was using its hind legs to push back a meteorite floating island with a diameter of more than a hundred meters, which was siphoned away by the stars, and appeared high above the battlefield.

And its mission is to push these scattered meteorite floating island fragments one by one back to the sea where they should exist and sink.

"this is!!!"

The Golden Beetle felt the breath on the ground, and was first shocked by Quan Zu's magnificent rules.

As a relatively weak ancient god, it has very limited time to advance, and he has not yet dealt with advanced rule guards, but he knows that this peninsula is inhabited by an extremely powerful ancient god, Pangula.

But at the moment.

The ancient **** Pangula, who once made it worship, has been controlled by a powerful and terrifying superman, and has become a corpse puppet, fighting the native creatures and the guardians who are so powerful in its eyes.

The red-eyed ghost, the one-eyed giant ancient god, obviously also noticed this golden beetle.

But after only a brief glance, they didn't care.

After all, in their eyes, this golden beetle is just the lowest-level ancient **** who has just mastered its own mission, barely able to compete with ancient creatures, such guardians, this world is really too much.

The strong sense of mission to resist the invaders prompted the Golden Beetle to constantly want to come down.

But reason tells it that its existence will not have any impact on the war here. For a while, it pushed the meteorite floating island with its hind legs and stayed high in the sky, waiting for the opportunity.

laugh……

From the depths of the ice-covered crust of snow and ink paper, a huge spring of one hundred meters spouted suddenly.

After breaking out of the ice, it condensed in the sky, and the water splash formed a simple giant face, comparable in size to the Pangula giant tortoise, even huge, overlooking the vast number of superhumans on this giant tortoise .

In such a scene, the anthropologists who were fighting against Superman were stunned.

Huh, huh, huh.

"Hey, old guy, what the **** is this, don't tell me, this is also an innate ancient god!"

Jace, Lola's biological father, couldn't help breathing.

The wild red hair was surging by the majestic energy in the body. The Superman was too strong and had no choice. He just turned on the 120% self-sealing power twice in a row and went all out with the glory sword seat, but even so, It's still just self-protection on this battlefield.

And the old guy in Jace's mouth was [Palrog Roarer] extinct.

There was a circle of bald old man with naturally curly red hair around his head, and his state was even more embarrassed. Now there are only five phylacteries of a dozen elemental reincarnations, and only the phylactery of Gauss Adolf is left in his hand.

Even if the death **** roared, in the previous battle, it was completely wiped out by a beam of cold and silent light that suddenly fell from the sky, together with a piece of earth.

"I can't think of anything else. Even if Aurora's Light Creator is alive, I am afraid it cannot be stronger than this!"

Ice and flame are not compatible with fire and water.

First, the frost sorcerer, and then this inexplicable spring water giant face, the Balrog Roarer felt that the suppression he had received this day was even more uncomfortable than the total of more than a hundred.

Soon, the size of this giant tortoise was even larger than the huge face of the Pangula ancient giant tortoise, and it fought with Superman.

Earth-shattering.

The underground spring water is constantly gushing, and the surrounding area is far more than the thousands of square kilometers of the vacuum area of ​​the battlefield, and it is constantly gathering here.

The power of this quaint splash giant face is almost endless. No matter what kind of blow it suffers, how many splashes it splashes, it can be restored immediately, and its splash is for the superhuman on the back of the giant tortoise. It seems to be a deadly poison!

at the same time.

With more and more water vapor in the vacuum domain, the energy here seems to gradually recover.

Affected by this, the scholars who originally had a sense of ‘suffocation’ due to the vacuum realm suddenly felt an inexplicable repression, which was almost the feeling they had forgotten during the period of Enlightenment scholars.

Although these scholars quickly regained their strength and took off one after another, they felt a little instinctive and strange feeling of loss in their doubts.

just like……

A disturbed dream.

"Look, they are here!"

"It's the Fladic Academy of Sciences!!"

Some scholars noticed that the metal fortress was approaching here.

They knew that in the face of this powerful enemy, the scholars on the other battlefield did not choose to escape, but the same enemy and supported it.

"Finally came, I knew it would be like this, hey..."

The red-nosed old man [Annihilation of Thunder] Chubak, with tears in his eyes, looked at the dying giant tortoise. Its shell was almost shattered by multiple continuous external forces, exposing the bloody, elemental internal organs, constantly showing The power of thunder broke out, overflowing with transpiration.

This giant tortoise has accompanied him for many years, and the two are almost intimate and talk about everything.

quickly.

The scholars on the other main battlefield led by the Sky Fortress rushed to this place mightily. Compared with Pangula and Quanzu, the anthropologists are as small as a group of ants, even the real scholars. They are just bigger ants, helping Quan Zu from the side to fight.

The battlefield continues in an extremely tragic manner!

Scholars are constantly being torn apart by sudden energy shock waves, and the number is difficult to count. Even academicians who were once superior can only protect themselves carefully at this moment.

Quan Zu's huge splash face is getting bigger and bigger.

It lies in the pangura giant tortoise's scuffle, and the big mouth seems to swallow it completely.

After the supplement of these two hourglasses, this quaint giant face made of water spouting from the ground is already two and a half Pangula giant tortoises as big as the giant tortoises. There is water vapor everywhere in the air, but the water vapor is no longer there. Then it was misty, but the morning dew, hanging on everyone's skin.

During the period, several ancient gods were attracted by the invaders here and joined the battlefield.

They assisted Quanzu in attacking the Superman. The red-eyed ghost that was riddled with holes before, the ancient **** whose mission was to harvest the lives of the betrayers, has also died.

The sky is dim.

The dry land on the plateau, which was originally polluted by the fear of magnetic fields, had to be flattened by a fierce battle in less than an hourglass time, forming a huge watery.

And it seems that the battle between the two sides is just beginning, and this fierce battle will continue for a long time.

A figure appeared in the sky silently.

The figure was panting slightly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He looked around the battlefield, his eyes shrank slightly in the center of the battlefield between Quanzu and the Pangula Giant Tortoise, his mist-shrouded body, his heart beating and stopping, Seemingly weak, he finally raised his head and looked at the empty sky.

"Capricorn is dead, Jaghua is sealed, we are the last three old things imprisoned in this world, I don't believe you won't seize this opportunity."

Panting low, his godless eyes swept a little among the ant-like fighting crowd on the ground, like a stranger, he didn't care.

Right.

Probably in his eyes, these scholars who have adapted to this world, the descendants who know nothing about the world of Aurora, are just a group of savage natives who have grown up in cages, and can be used when needed, and when they are not needed. Can give up at any time, there is no nostalgia at all.

After muttering to himself, he had no joy or sorrow and waited silently in the sky.

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