How the Zergs were Made

Chapter 708 Invincible

At night, the old people in the field of weird and strange arts gathered again to discuss what happened inside the Chao army, that is, the collectors' response to the Chao army's sacrifice.

"There is movement from the Chao army."

"After 'The Heavenly Beast Comes', it's the 'Altar Oracle'..."

There are old things muttering, none of them expected the people from the sky to take this step, they thought that the people from the sky would show up in person, or send celestial beasts to fight against them.

"The heavenly beast didn't show up, could it be that it has discovered our intention?" An old man asked back.

The intention of these old things is actually very simple. It is to force the people of Tianzong to intervene by attacking the tide army. No matter how concealed the intervention is, it will always leave traces. see something.

"It's hard to say, but it's very likely."

"We didn't hide our purpose, and that man of the sky can't be an idiot. It's not difficult to guess it. It's better to say that we can guess it and our purpose."

They hope that the people of Tianzong can guess their intentions and show up to them, so that they can have a talk.

If the negotiation is settled, everyone is good. If the negotiation is not satisfactory, the result will not be too bad.

"makes sense."

"But that man from Heaven made an 'altar oracle', which defeated our purpose of forcing him to show up."

"It doesn't matter, he will always keep the tide army. As long as we continue to exert our strength, he will not be able to sit idly by. As long as he intervenes, we can follow the traces of the strange art and trace the source to find him."

There was a lot of talk at the party, such as the strategy of using strange magic against the Chao army in the future, how to deal with the worst-case situation, and the inheritance issue after being wiped out, etc.

"It's late, everyone go to rest first."

It was very late, and finally the suzerain of the Shuntian sect announced the adjournment of the meeting.

The gathering in the field of strange and evil magic is in the wild, and the location is randomly determined by the three sects. After the meeting is over, some old things that are relatively independent will disperse immediately, leave the crowd and head towards the barracks of the Mang army, and quickly shuttle between the trees.

"I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would meet a person who can kill evil people, and I would still stand on the opposite side of him."

Sif shuttled through the woods, brooding over the matter of the man of God. He knew very well that he was overthinking his own abilities, but he had no choice. As an old senior in the field of strange and strange arts, naturally I hope that new bad quality will appear again.

"It's the past, but I don't care if I think about it... Huh? What's going on?"

Before he could finish his sentence, this elderly native who was fast shuttling through the woods suddenly felt his eyes blur, his feet slipped, and he fell headlong from the tree, never to be heard from again.

In the Mangjun barracks, the old people who returned to the barracks haven't noticed the disappearance of more independent old things like Sif, because they are more independent and weird, and it is quite normal for people to disappear suddenly.

"Did you see that old Siever thing?"

"I didn't see it."

"It's strange, I just saw him coming this way."

The people who came to Sev were puzzled, because according to Sev's speed, he had already returned to the barracks first at this time.

"Maybe he has changed his direction again. That old guy doesn't fit in well with others and has a very weird eccentricity. What can you do with him? If we meet, I'll tell him for you."

It is normal for eccentric people to see their heads and tails, and it is normal for Sif to disappear in the eyes of others.

"I want to ask him if the amulet I asked him to make for me last time is ready."

"You have a lot of talismans, don't you?"

Both of them are old antiques in the field of strange, evil and strange arts. Although they are not as good as the three masters, they can't be said to be weak, and they have profound attainments in the field of strange and strange arts.

"What we have to fight against is the person who can kill the evil nature. Now this talisman is not enough, maybe one day when he falls asleep, he will die."

"Relax, no matter how terrifying the people of Tianzong are, they are not as invincible as gods."

The matter of the Tianzong people has put a lot of pressure on these old antiques in the field of weird and strange arts. Although they haven't had direct contact with them, they can't do what the Tianzong people have done in their entire lives.

"I hope so... Huh? My head is so dizzy..."

When he was about to say something, one of them felt dizzy for a while, the world was spinning, and then he fell down.

Seeing this, the other person hurriedly prepared to observe the situation, but he also fell down and became unconscious.

"Hey, why do you... I..."

After confirming the situation of the two, the collector who was watching secretly stretched out roots from the ground and dragged them into the ground.

"Okay, two at a time."

"Move away quickly, don't be discovered by other natives."

Similar situations were staged one after another in the Mang Army barracks, and those gregarious old antiques were also easy to solve. They always walked alone, such as going back to their tents to rest, or going to the toilet.

After a lot of tossing, in the barracks of the Mang army, the people with high attainments in the field of strange and strange arts have basically been captured by the collectors.

The collectors' eyes fell on them, and they didn't attack them. The aboriginals with relatively low levels of spiritual domain use, that is, those three juniors in the field of strange and strange arts, and the wild roads who have not comprehended it for a long time.

They are all living in the same tent to rest.

"There are only these indigenous people who live together."

"Because of their lower abilities, their status is also lower, unlike those natives who lived alone in a tent just now."

"It's not easy to start this way."

"But it's not too difficult."

It's hard to start because it's not that difficult compared to those aborigines who live alone. People always have to rest. When the aborigines who don't use the spiritual realm to a lesser extent rest collectively after nightfall, the collectors start to attack .

Spores, a large number of spores spread in the air, invaded the aborigines' bodies along with their breath, paralyzed their nerves and brains, removed the ability of these aborigines to act and think, and kept them in a deep sleep all the time.

Then, a large number of roots emerged from the ground, dragging these natives to the ground.

During the capture process, a forager suddenly had a bright idea.

"Wait, I suddenly have a good idea."

"idea?"

Immediately, the rhizomes were used to build aboriginal skeletons on the ground.

Seeing this situation, the other individuals couldn't help but become curious.

"What's the use of making these native bones?"

"Let the Mang army think that the natives who can use the spirit field are not disappearing but dying. In a very abrupt way, the more unnatural death is, the more it can reflect that the heavenly beast is helping the Chao army. Surrender." The individual who made the skeleton explained.

This seems to be a good idea, because the aborigines and scientific research resources are equated. When the collectors intervene, they naturally hope that the aborigines will die as little as possible.

It doesn't matter if the natives can kill each other, but they can't kill too many people because of them.

"Is it the same for those individuals who have a higher degree of application of the spiritual realm?" Someone asked.

"That's the same, but you have to make a good disguise, like the illusion of 'originally alive but suddenly died and turned into a skeleton'." The individual who proposed the idea replied.

"clear."

The next day, shocking shouts came from the Mang Army barracks, and someone ran and shouted in panic.

"My God! Something has happened! Everyone, get up!"

The man who shouted ran straight towards the main tent of the Mang army, and all the high-ranking men of the Mang army walked out of the tent.

"What's the matter? What made you make such a fuss?" Mang Jun Zhishi asked.

"Master Zhi, Master Zhi, this is bad! The tent is full of corpses! They are all dead!"

Hearing this, the top brass of the Mang army were all shocked, but they were not surprised, because in their expectation, the Chao army would also use strange magic to retaliate against them.

"Who is dead?" Mang Jundian asked.

"They... those aliens who haven't been in the barracks for a long time! They are all dead, leaving only bones!"

"What did you say?!"

The wise man of the mang army shouted, and the other high-ranking men of the mang army were no longer calm, because the dead were not ordinary soldiers as they had expected, but strange people who could use strange magic.

The wise teacher opened the tents pointed at by the report one by one, and what he saw was a piece of skeleton wearing clothes, maintaining a sleeping position, as if because of some accident, he suddenly changed from a living person to a skeleton.

Among these skeletons, the Mangjun Zhishi recognized one person based on his clothes. He was the junior of the Zongmen who he visited the Zongmen before and brought him to the barracks, and he was the leader of the younger generation of the Zongmen.

"Oh my god... Xiao!"

"How should I explain to the sect! The suzerain over there..." The wailing of the wise mang army stopped abruptly. After calming down, he immediately thought of the most powerful person in his impression. "By the way, there is also the suzerain! He must Know what's going on!"

"Sect Master, it's not a big deal..."

As soon as he opened the tent where the suzerain lived, what he saw was a skeleton sitting at the table holding a book in a reading posture. The clothes that the wise master of the mang army recognized were exactly what the suzerain was wearing.

Shocking bad news.

"metropolitan!!!"