The Mythical Races I Created

Above the turbulent surging ocean, the majestic ark chopped through the waves, breaking through the black water, and the sunset appeared on the giant ship of the stigmata elves. The light shone on Augustus and the stigma elves, and the ark was like a breeze in the wind. Sway, like a giant beast in the current.

　　The old homes are no longer visible;

　　 The warm spring breeze in the north is far away from them;

　　 However, under the command of the conquerors, they will go overseas to find new land.

　　The Spirit of Creation lives high in space, watching this huge boat sailing into the fog of war, exploring for himself previously unclear map tiles.

　　 "Hopefully, the stigmata can establish a new country overseas."

　　 "But, now my focus is still in the mainstream society of elves, there is still a brainworm there."

　　 A cluster of souls appeared in Shen Fanyu's hands.

　　 Compared with the towering and sacred spirit of creation, this group of souls is so small and ugly, but compared with the souls of ordinary creatures, this group of souls is already big enough.

'who am I? ’

　　 The soul of the No. 1 Cerebral Worm is tumbling, and the sea of ​​souls that has been deliberately distorted is like a deformed world. Death will take away a part of the memory of every dead creature. The soul of the No. 1 Cerebral Worm is no longer complete.

'who am I? ’

　　‘I seem to be dead? ’

　　‘Escape, escape. ’

　　 Shen Fanyu looked at the worm in his palm. Even the soul had been modified, as if to adapt to the rapid rebirth of the brain worm. Sure enough, the study of genes by aliens had reached the peak, even to the point of studying the soul.

　　 is just that if an object dies, his soul will definitely be damaged.

　　 It seems that after Cerebral No. 1 got out of its body, its deformed soul couldn't maintain stability and was about to collapse on its own.

　　 "Fanwu, say your name."

　　 The soul of Cerebral No. 1 stopped his irritability.

　　 Its mind kept repeating, one sentence.

　　‘Mortal, say your name. ’

　　‘Mortal, say your name. ’

The transformed soul appeared in another resistance force, which seemed to stop it from uttering any words, but in the presence of this incredible miracle, the No. 1 brainworm still succumbed to the creation power of the spirit of creation. under.

　　 No. 1 Cerebral Worm said: "God, I don't have a name. My code name on this planet is No. 1."

　　 Shen Fanyu searched for its deliberately mixed soul.

"Where are you from?"

　　 "God... God-level civilization, seventh-level civilization, Zerg, others call us purifiers/cosmic scavengers."

　　 Cerebral worm soul replied.

　　 Shen Fanyu thought about it, God-level civilization?

　　 Seventh-level civilization?

　　 The seventh-level civilization seems to be a point where even the soul can be transformed, but since it can touch the forbidden area and soul of mortals, it is worthy of the title of god-level civilization.

　　 Shen Fanyu is curious about the current elven civilization, which level of civilization in the eyes of the Zerg, so that he can compare the level of the seventh level of civilization.

　　 "Fanwu, do you think the elven civilization, that is, the civilization that was hostile to you before, what level of civilization do you think?"

　　 Cerebral No. 1 did not answer immediately.

　　 It raised its head, and the soul body rioted for a moment. It seemed that this problem made it particularly painful and touched the soul's most painful memory.

　　 The soul of Cerebral No. 1 said painfully: "I...I can't judge."

　　 Because of this problem, it started to collapse prematurely.

　　 Shen Fanyu nodded.

　　 On this question again, if you continue to ask, this guy will be gone.

　　 It seems that the impression the elves left on it is too deep.

　　 He continued to inquire about the Cerebral worm, but whenever he asked about something beyond the ancient stars, the worm couldn't give a specific answer at all.

　　 It feels that it knows a lot of things,

　　 But if you ask it, it finds that it doesn't know these things at all.

　　 Shen Fanyu continued to ask: "The coordinates of the Zerg home planet?"

　　 Cerebral No. 1 is extremely disordered, and the soul body has collapsed in half. "I...I know, in...I..."

"me……"

　　 "Do you know that?"

　　 "I... I know, but I don't know."

　　 Shen Fanyu frowned.

　　 Either after the brainworm died, the soul was damaged and some memories were lost, but it would not only lose the knowledge beyond the ancient stars.

That is, the soul of this brainworm was manipulated by the Zerg. In fact, it has long forgotten everything other than the ancient star, but the Swarm was to prevent it from discovering this. The Zerg swarmed its memory to make It mistakenly thought that it had always known all that.

　　 In addition, its own creation power seems to be a heavy burden for it, and long-term contact with its own creation power will pollute its soul.

　　 Shen Fanyu gave up asking it about things beyond Guxing.

　　 "Mortal, what happened to the ancient star a thousand years ago?"

　　 "Do you know what's inside the ancient star?"

　　 The soul of the No. 1 Cerebral Worm on the verge of collapse said: "The Great War, there was a war that lasted for a long time. At that time..."

"I……"

"I have no idea."

　　 At this moment, Cerebral No. 1 is already shocked, it turns out that it doesn't know anything.

　　 It was unknowingly manipulated by the swarm of memory.

　　 Shen Fanyu knew that this guy really didn't know anything.

　　 "What mission did you come to Guxing to perform?"

　　 This question, it can definitely answer.

　　Because the swarm can secretly manipulate the memories of these brain worms, but cannot manipulate the commands given to them, otherwise... how do these brain worms perform tasks?

　　 Cerebral No. 1 finally thought of some memories. "Kill, kill all the lives we see."

　　 "Execute the troll capture plan."

　　 Shen Fanyu frowned slightly, what is the troll capture plan.

　　 "Explain the troll capture plan in detail."

　　 Cerebral No. 1 said: "Okay, my god, the troll capture plan is... yes... yes... yes..."

"I have no idea."

　　 It said aghast: "I don't even know this. I always thought I knew, I always thought I knew."

　　 "I often use this to discuss with Cerebral No. 2. I am the adjutant of Cerebral No. 2."

　　 "It is the No. 2 Cerebral, it deceived me, it deceived me."

　　 "On the peninsula, definitely in the peninsula's nest, I know, it must be so."

　　 Its voice is getting sharper and sharper, and the soul can't remain intact after all, it shatters like a building block.

　　 Shen Fanyu can restore his soul with just a thought.

　　 Just consume some faith supernatural power points.

　　 However, I did not have this intention.

　　 After Cerebral No. 1 collapsed, he raised his hand and recruited the Zerg soul that had collapsed into pure soul energy.

　　 "The authority of Cerebral No. 2 is higher than that of Cerebral No. 1."

　　 "Before the soul collapsed, the brainworm No. 1 realized that the brainworm No. 2 had manipulated its memory, and had been hiding it from the troll capture plan, so it collapsed prematurely because of the intense emotions."

　　 "Only by catching Cerebral No. 2 can I know what the troll capture plan is."

　　Because the brainworm No. 1 is not something on the ancient star, he can't trace the original truth of the matter through time and fate. Besides, it consumes a lot of faith and supernatural power.

　　 No need.

　　 Now he only needs to create a more powerful civilization, help the two main races of elves and orcs develop a more powerful civilization, and defeat waves of invaders.

　　 Shen Fanyu looked at the soul of Cerebral No. 1 in his palm. He had other arrangements for it.

　　 It may be possible to use the waste to create a mythical creature.

　　 "Huh? Diana is using God's prophecy?"

　　…………

　　 In the dense forests on the plateau, Diana sits in the house of a druid who loves planting flowers and plants.

　　 "Wentini, since you have understood the extreme mystery of druids from the flowers and trees~www.wuxiaspot.com~, why don't you fight with General Severus and Pericles."

　　 Wendini is a gentle female elf, with long golden hair draped over her shoulders like soft clear waves, pointed ears, and soft eyes that are as charming as the slight breeze.

　　 She wears a corolla woven of grass leaves on her head, which is refreshing and pleasant.

　　 "Diana, my heart has long been dedicated to God the Father, and the little bit left is dedicated to my favorite flowers and plants, and there is no room for anything else."

　　 "Bally Creek is a respectable archdruid, who led me to see the mystery of the limit."

　　 "However, he is not the king of elves, and I am totally at odds with Augustus. I don't want to leave this room and fight for unrighteous behavior."

　　 Diana sighed and Wendini applied the ground herbs to Diana's ankle.

　　 Wendini seems to have gone further in herbal medicine than Pericles. She is also the second Archdruid after Pericles.

　　 Diana's eyes were lost, golden light appeared in her pupils, and suddenly she saw a moment in front of her eyes.

　　 Among the mountains, on the edge of the battlefield between the mad swarm and the elves, even the shadow of an orc appeared.

　　Berry Creek carried a huge wooden totem and shouted at the battlefield. "Don't betray God the Father."

　　 hiss~

　　 Diana raised her head and took a deep breath.

　　 Wendini hurried over. "Diana, how are you?"

　　 Diana turned to look at her. "I guess that the key to victory in this war lies in Pericles and the orcs."

　　 She suddenly changed color. "What we have to do now, maybe not to fight the orcs, but to make up for the hatred with the orcs."