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Chapter 223: Don't Come…

“When the teleportation array opens in a moment, don’t hesitate, enter it quickly, understand?”

Herawi said to the twenty-two Kapo people.

The leaders were two third-order Kapo people.

“Elder, what exactly is the Holy Land? What should we do after we go there? And how do we return?”

The leading third-order Kapo expert asked.

“Holy Land?”

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Herawi was also silent.

He didn't know what kind of existence the Holy Land was.

“Your first task after you go there is to investigate, to investigate what kind of existence the Holy Land is. You just asked me what kind of existence the Holy Land is, I don’t know the answer at this moment… On the contrary, I will wait for you to return, and you will tell me what kind of existence the Holy Land is.”

The group of Kapo people seemed to understand.

No wonder this action, their group was both an exploration team and a suicide squad.

Herawi added: “As for how to return? I will teach you the incantation. When you want to return, just chant the incantation, and the required energy for transmission will be provided here. Of course, you must cherish the one-time round-trip opportunity, we are very short of blood.”

Herawi spoke very solemnly.

“Yes!”

The Kapo advance team responded.

This time, the energy to activate the teleportation array was thanks to the invading insects, extracted from the insects.

Long ago, under the instructions of the First Progenitor, Herawi knew that to activate the teleportation god stone, blood was necessary.

In the First Progenitor's description, blood was the energy within the bodies of some races in the universe.

Unfortunately, they, the Kapo race, were not flesh and blood creatures and could not provide blood.

Ten years ago, because of the invasion of the Zerg, the Kapo race discovered the blood in the Zerg's body, but it was very little.

After accumulating for ten years, they finally saved enough energy for one transmission.

Herawi didn't understand the rest.

“No. Please rest assured, three elders, for the progenitor, for the Kapo race, for standing at the top of all races, we will definitely complete the mission.”

“Good, this is the hero of my Kapo race.” Herawi said excitedly: “Let’s begin.”

“Yes!”

Herawi took out a leaf-shaped container, and multicolored blood flowed out as it tilted, pouring onto the teleportation god stone.

The god stone was like a plant that had been dry for a long time, greedily absorbing the blood.

It began to emit a faint light like wolf bristles.

Until suddenly, a burst of brilliance formed a huge light wave.

“Enter the light wave.” Herawi was also operating it for the first time, and seemed very nervous.

The group of twenty-two Kapo people entered the light wave after hearing the order.

“Buzz—”

With a muffled sound, looking again, the clansmen in the light wave had disappeared.

Seeing the successful teleportation, Herawi was very excited, and his gas-like body began to tremble.

But then he fell into silence again.

He didn't know if this teleportation would be smooth, and he didn't know what the state of the Holy Land was now.

Whether there were creatures existing, or no creatures existing, whether the creatures were strong, or the creatures of the Holy Land were very weak.

For the Kapo race, who could hardly leave the Creation Continent, this was one of their few opportunities.

Seemingly lucky to have received the guidance of the progenitor.

But success was due to the progenitor, and failure was also due to the progenitor.

Although the progenitor was strong, he was still in the state of nurturing a new life, and the endless gaseous state of the Creation Continent was the energy for the progenitor's birth.

Because the progenitor was favored by the heavens, the entire gaseous continent was covered by a layer of invisible energy.

This meant that before the progenitor was completely nurtured and born, they could not leave the protection of this light wave.

Those damn insects were also magical, they actually gnawed out a constantly healing hole in the light wave energy shield.

In order not to be restored by the healable ability, the Zerg army was eating and reinforcing the hole.

Herawi had been fighting on the front line with the race recently, and to be honest, he was a little afraid of the Zerg.

This was simply a monster that was unafraid of death and infinitely reproduced.

They would also continue to evolve. The energy insects that gnawed at the energy layer had evolved to the third generation. The third generation of energy insects would not explode if they ate too much energy like the first generation.

And they began to secrete a kind of mucus that slowed down the healing of the energy layer, which had a huge delaying effect on the healing of the energy layer.

Endless, unafraid of death, this terrible race.

Only Herawi and the other two elders knew the difficulties. It seemed that the Kapo race was invincible and resisted the Zerg's attack.

But every time the big move to destroy a space was not Herawi's ability.

It was done by borrowing the progenitor's ability again and again.

And every time it was borrowed, it would damage the nurturing progenitor. The Second and Third Progenitors should have been the same as the First Progenitor.

But the two progenitors were silent all year round. The reason, besides the First Progenitor being powerful, was that every time the battle was critical, Herawi and the other three would use the progenitor's energy to reverse the battle.

This was a kind of damage to the progenitor, which would not only slow down the progenitor's nurturing time, but also cause some irreversible damage.

For example, if it suffered losses during the nurturing process, then it would be congenitally deficient or even degenerate when it was born.

But there was no way, every time it was used, it was a critical moment in the battle.

In the eyes of other clansmen, the three elders were brave and invincible, but what was the price?

The three did not dare to explain to the clansmen.

Finding the Holy Land was not only to stand at the top of all races, but also a retreat or a way to divert disaster eastward.

In the three people's plan, if it was absolutely necessary, the three great progenitors would pay a certain price to reduce the area of the energy layer to strengthen the stability of the energy layer, so that the insects could not gnaw at it completely.

But the price of this was that the nurturing of the three progenitors would cause irreversible damage.

Originally, ten portions of energy were the energy for the three progenitors to nurture, but reducing the energy layer was equivalent to the previous ten portions becoming five portions, or even less.

The three great progenitors nurtured in this way would be much weaker.

This was a last resort decision.

The best thing was to find the Holy Land, the Holy Land was easy to enter, and then the Kapo race would transfer their position to enter the Holy Land.

As long as the clansmen left the Creation Continent, the insects would also lose their target, and the crisis with the insects would naturally be resolved.

This was the best idea.

Second, if there was a very strong race in the Holy Land that was difficult to defeat for a while, then it would divert disaster eastward, let the insects see a new target, a better target to invade.

This would also slow down the battle with the insects.

After all, as long as the clansmen had a new place to live, the three great progenitors had a way to prevent the insects from finding a trace of information, and there would be no crisis.

“Hopefully it will be as expected.”

Herawi could only pray for a smooth journey.

… …

“Whirr!”

It sounded like the wind blowing through the forest.

In the depths of the Xiangxi Mountains, inside an underground cave, on a hollow giant bluestone platform.

The Bagua imprints here began to gradually change from faint light like wolf bristles to luminous bodies flashing with brilliant light.

The dust and impurities on the bluestone were constantly shaken off, and a Bagua array phantom began to appear, refracting onto the entire platform.

And the coffin in the center of the platform, and the strange zombie in the coffin, fell into inexplicable agitation.

The strange zombie had no wisdom, so it naturally didn't know why its birthplace was here.

What was I before? Why am I nailed here as if being suppressed?

Moreover, I don't understand the crimson gas I've been absorbing, the greatest source of energy in my growth, which comes from the distant Creation Continent.

It can be said that the Ghoul is a thief of the Creation Continent, constantly absorbing the gaseous energy of the Creation Continent through the teleportation array.

Ghoul Blood Marks, etc., are just a means for him to harvest Blue Star.

Inside the coffin, the crimson gas is his greatest source of energy.

Every drink and peck is predestined. The creatures of the universe are searching for holy lands, and the wandering teleportation stones seem to give the universe races a chance to connect to the holy lands.

But, isn't it also the holy lands using the teleportation stones to absorb energy from various places to become stronger?

The rise of anything inevitably carries strong plundering characteristics.

In addition to the gathering of luck and the convergence of essences from all realms, the holy lands also plunder energy from all parts of the great universe to strengthen themselves.

This plundering is, in essence, a mutual pursuit.

Creatures in barren areas want to come to the holy lands, and the holy lands provide the opportunity of teleportation stones, while also absorbing energy from various places based on the teleportation stones.

"Buzz!"

Without any mistakes, all at once!

After a burst of dazzling light, twenty-two groups of gaseous lifeforms appeared on the once empty bluestone platform.

"Arrived?"

The Capo tribe's way of transmitting words is also different, like a kind of electronic signal transmission.

It is silent on the Creation Continent, but it echoes on Blue Star.

Being the first time it echoed like this, the Capo tribe hesitated for a moment. The holy land's message actually has an echo?

"Roar!"

But suddenly, a loud roar interrupted their hesitation.

"Clang--" followed by a loud noise.

The coffin suddenly opened, and the huge blue-faced Ghoul stood in the air.

Even though its limbs were locked by iron chains, preventing it from leaving a certain range of the coffin, its sudden appearance still frightened the Capo tribe.

"Alien race?"

"Is it flesh and blood?"

The two leaders, one named Torahaak and the other named Uli Mando, exchanged glances.

Uli Mando said, "Another flesh and blood creature? How come we've encountered two races that are flesh and blood and bone? Is this the mainstream of the great universe?"

Hearing Uli Mando's words, Torahaak became a little unsure of himself.

Could it be that creatures like the Capo tribe are the minority?

That shouldn't be!

"Attack, you guys retreat and pay attention, this is a Tier 3 creature."

Before Torahaak could think more, a crimson red light began to spread, quickly surrounding the entire Capo tribe.

"Ah--" suddenly a scream.

The warning came too late.

The Tier 1 Capo tribe member, being a gaseous lifeform, was directly and unhinderedly invaded by the red light, instantly mutating this Capo tribe member.

Then the core crystal nucleus shattered in response. The corrosive ability of the red light was many times stronger than the corrosive insects they had encountered.

It was instantly dissolved without resistance.

The Capo tribe's cultivation method is very special. Everything about them comes from the crystal nucleus.

Whether it's consciousness, wisdom, or energy.

It is a method taught by the ancestors. The way to become stronger is to absorb various gaseous energies and constantly transform the crystal nucleus.

Therefore, the methods of attack and defense are all gas magic-level attacks.

It is a cultivation method that looks loud but is very trashy.

Even their will suppression is done by the three great ancestors, and they don't even know the cultivation and experience of will.

When they encountered the invasion of rule-based anomalies, they actually used energy shields to deal with insects to resist.

The result is...

The result is instant death!

This red gas of the Ghoul seems to be an attack of magic energy, but it also has the application of rules.

Once covered, it cannot be shaken off. Correspondingly, it is the blood energy of flesh and blood, which will assimilate or infect the blood energy of living beings, irreversibly infecting it.

You can only self-detonate and abandon a part of your blood energy. There is no other way.

Of course, if your will is strong enough, and your will is integrated into all the blood energy, like Xuanhuang, it can be resisted.

The Ghoul's crimson light is also twisting and assimilating. As long as you resist with the root will, it cannot be twisted and assimilated.

Even if you are strong enough, you can turn around and enter the Ghoul's crimson gas and assimilate it.

But it is difficult for the inexperienced Capo tribe.

Their only opponent is insects, and most of them are insect armies that physically attack and bombard with magic.

Where have they encountered such an unreasonable method, directly invading with rules, without any resistance?

"Ah, save me."

"Help!"

It can be said that the start was unfavorable. Instantly, except for the two Tier 3 leaders, the rest, whether they were Tier 2 or Tier 1 Capo tribe members, were twisted and dissolved.

Uli Mando and Torahaak suddenly felt cold, of course... if they had hearts.

What kind of race is this? Why are they so strong right from the start?

Is this the holy land?

Didn't they say that the fusion of all realms and the invasion of high-dimensional energy in the holy land has been less than ten years?

They are a hundred-year cultivation race.

And there is the guidance of the ancestors?

What's more, not to mention the subordinates, even their own energy shields are about to collapse. They are all Tier 3, why do they and their twenty subordinates have no resistance at all?

Not only that, but they can't find any way to fight back.

This is the despair of a barbaric tribe, and the difficulty of a tribe with shallow foundations.

They are too ignorant.

Due to the protection of the three great ancestors, and being born in the birthplace of the three great ancestors, this place naturally isolates 99% of misfortunes and disasters.

Being protected, they don't know that there are rule-based anomalies.

What physical magic, they don't talk about these at all, directly pointing to the essential rule attacks.

"Ancestors, clan elders, you are wrong, the holy land is not a place that can be invaded at will, this is an abyss."

"My poor clansmen!"

Uli Mando and Torahaak shouted in despair.

They can only detonate the crystal nucleus for self-destruction. Apart from that, their means and vision are exhausted, and they have no means of retaliation.

Once they dare to reduce the resistance to attack, they will be invaded due to lack of energy.

But if they don't fight back, they can only wait for death.

They don't understand why this alien race powerhouse is so crazy, not saying a word, not communicating at all, and starting with a big move.

In their opinion, this alien Tier 3 is outputting without caring about life.

In fact, they misunderstood, they simply don't understand anomalies.

Where do anomalies have wisdom, where is the saying of big moves?

The energy of anomalies comes from rules, where is there output without caring about life?

It is the most ordinary, and also the strongest rule attack.

"Uli, you must live. Later, I will self-destruct. Take this opportunity to return to the clan and report the news to the clan. This is not a holy land, it is an abyss. Don't come, don't come!"

Torahaak said with difficulty to Uli Mando.

"No, you go back, I will self-destruct." Uli Mando.

"Don't say it, listen to me, tell the clan elders not to come."

"Don't come..."