The Record of Unusual Creatures

Time and space, torn.

Despite the recession of more than 9000 years, although the loss has already occurred in the process of opening the planet, the power of the true God is still terrifying. It has been crouched in this world of fragmented historical fragments, and has never really solidified. And when the power of homologous resonance resonates with it, all the energy it accumulates is scattered in the blink of an eye.

The pale cracks in the space-time structure suddenly expanded and twisted into various forms of monks. The cracks of the tiny turtles around the cracks began to spread in all directions, wherever the cracks went, whether it was matter. Still energy, even the space itself is immediately annihilated and shattered into the most basic information element. This chaotic space is more chaotic under the ravages of the Divine Storm. The endless clouds of the sea are rolling up tens of kilometers of storms. The little aftershocks that are rolled up during the divine run are made in these storms. Hundreds of millions of thunder lightnings have emerged, and in the face of such horrible power, the ever-spreading and floating space-time structure has finally stopped growing for the first time.

Hao Ren can observe the large-scale "collapse" on the edge of the battlefield with the naked eye. There seems to be a lot of super-excellent gravitational sources in the space. In the place where the power storm sweeps, the light is unnaturally bent and stacked. It formed a variety of fascinating curtains, and in the curtain, you can see a large number of Gorgon starships polluted by the power of madness and other eras of spaceships, soldiers, buildings have collapsed.

“The space-time structure stops growing and moves into the disintegration stage...” Auxiliary ai has no feelings, only knowing to report the information it collects bluntly. “The intensity of the storm is at a high speed, and it is expected to cross the balance point after three minutes...”

It is of course impossible to destroy everything here by Leah's divine power left in this space and time. But for Hao Ren, this degree of big bo is enough.

The raging power cleared everything on the edge of the battlefield, not only prevented the continued growth of the space-time structure, but also suppressed the "upward" speed of the corrupted ancient fleet.

"The time for the attack is here!" Salaman's voice roared in the command system of the Guardian Fleet, "For the mother! For the sentient beings!"

"For the mother, for the sake of all beings!"

The Guardian Fleet, once suppressed by the continuous retreat, uttered all the anger, and the countless high-energy beams and missiles sprinkled on the corrupt remnants that survived the divine shock wave. The chaotic red clouds were suddenly ignited by the war.

The drone corps also completed a new round of annihilation of the spear recharge. With the firing command, hundreds of dazzling white beams emerged from the legion positions, piercing the endless chaotic sea of ​​clouds, and slowly moving A pattern of cracked spaces in the battlefield was cut out on the battlefield.

The space above the battlefield curled up and presented a false starry sky. The mutated, huge, and crazy stars were nightmarish memories of the demise of the universe. Under the subsequent influence of the slam dunk, they swayed, trembled, and then fell.

Under the battlefield, the endless sea of ​​clouds was finally opened up: the stability of the empty structure was reduced to the extreme, the resonance of the power was strong to the extreme, and the barrier separating the world was no longer stable, the deep world and There was a small and short-lived passage in the surface world. Hao Ren looked at the pictures from the external monitor. He saw the clouds and mountains of Lahren, the land covered by the war, and a black city, a very close army.

......

The rainstorm has slightly weakened, but it has never stopped.

Fighting in heavy rain is not a wise move. If you are on a normal battlefield and face normal enemies, a normal commander will never choose to attack a strong city in a rainstorm.

However, Constance knew that he had no choice but to have no choice in this world.

The rainstorm will not stop. It is not a phenomenon in nature, but a manifestation of the world when it is going crazy. There is only one chance. It can stand in front of the nest of the power of "annihilation" and launch a direct attack on it. once.

This is the only chance in the countless times of annihilation, the epoch of the era, the annihilation of the reincarnation, from the beginning of the first era until today.

A dying rotten monster rushed out of the rain, and the ugly face had no visible human characteristics. Even the body had no signs of human limbs. Only one of its skins was hung. A little piece of metal shows that it might have been a black sword knight or a member of the Imperial Corps.

Constance raised his hand, swung his sword, and the powerful magic focused on the blade, screaming more powerful than the blade of the broken sword knight. The monster was split into two halves in front of her, in the rain. Turned into the dust of the sky.

"Go ahead! Beware of the flank! Level all the shelters including every home you see!"

"Monsters may come out from anywhere!"

In the distance, the squad of the squad commander was heard. Their voices penetrated the rain curtain, and the sound of guns and explosions from time to time oscillated in the air with a shock wave visible to the naked eye. The ancient houses of the emperor were burned. The cannons were destroyed, and the city sculptures and towers full of history and glory collapsed in the bombardment of the battlefield magic, and those who fell down were all things that Constance grew up watching.

Today, within this day, they will all disappear.

The giants were outside the city, watching the battlefield far away from the "little girl" they were loyal to, just like watching an old creed, watching the battle with a ceremonial dignity.

The soldiers did not have any doubts and complaints about this.

Another monster was split in half by Constance, and her other hand released a bolt of lightning, saving a Northland warrior who fell to the ground because of the unstable footsteps.

She stared at the city that was slowly ruined in the flames of war, and there seemed to be words in her mind that Lia said to herself.

"Do you know the truth about this world? About the truth about those reincarnations...

"They are not curses, nor the malice of the world, but the only legacy left by the ancestral civilization. After they have paid a huge price, they have only hope from the end of the day and the disaster."

"When you are fighting, another battlefield is also exploding..."

A rumbling rumbling came from the sky, and even the torrential rain that never stopped seemed to have weakened at that moment. The soldiers exclaimed, and Constance couldn't help but look up.

She saw the clouds cracking, a chaotic, filthy time and space appeared in the sky, and countless warships were strangled in that time and space.

This time, she did not see the scene of another world through the resonance of the gods, but because of the tearing of time and space, the two worlds interacted, so not only can she see the vision of the sky, but ordinary soldiers can.

"Don't care about the sky!" she yelled, and the sound of the magic blessing sounded through the battlefield. "Go ahead!"

"Go ahead! Go ahead!"

The commanders at all levels quickly maintained order, and Constance seemed to have a face of Lia Naru with pity.

She heard Lia's voice ringing in her mind again: "...but Constance, do you know? You are not a true inheritor, or you are not a normal inheritor..."

She almost instinctively raised her hand and swung the sword, blocking the attack of a dark claw.

"After knowing that you can jump between a dozen clones in a way similar to the black sword knight's transmission consciousness, I have a little interest in you, and we know that your unusual birth method is two hundred. Years ago, when Emperor Brentin took it out of a lava lake, you didn't have normal parents like the short-lived inheritors, nor did you come from the ancients like the longevity inheritors..."

The monster with dark claws fell, and in the rain, his body quickly rose and dissipated, and his face was restored to the human appearance at the last moment. It was a plain-looking man, an unknown name. Imperial soldiers.

He even smiled at Constance with admiration in his smile.

Just like the expressions of many Imperial soldiers and knights when they saw the princess, although they always try to hide, Constance always finds it in the first place.

Constance looked up and saw that the palace had already appeared in front of her. It was the place where she grew up. Looking at the familiar high wall and the spires, she found that her mood was calmer than expected.

The soldiers around him have been wounded, and the sword-breaking knights who rushed into the city with them are only half of them. A large number of soldiers formed a line of defense at the rear, resisting the monsters that constantly rushed over, formed by the rainstorm. In the water curtain, those figures are very far away.

Most of the soldiers who fell down on the road were self-defeating and attacked by the annihilation of the minions, or after the physical strength was not left behind, almost all the soldiers would break themselves. They would activate the runestones carried by them and break the bones of their own.

In this way, the number of enemies will not increase.

The gates of the palace are open, and there are some quiet things inside. There are mutated monsters everywhere in the rest of the city, but in this place where the source of annihilation is entrenched, everything is quiet as if it were a pure land.

Constance took a deep breath, and in her mind, the voice that was slightly immature but inexplicable and trustworthy: "Constance, I checked your soul and checked when you didn't notice it. You know why you can transfer awareness between dozens of clones so easily, without the slightest discomfort and delay?

"Because your soul is artificial."

Charlemagne walked through the rain curtain. He was steaming hot, holding the world-famous Isu Sword "Liangyang" in his hand. He looked at Constance, and his face was more calm than before: "It seems weird inside, we can..."

Constance waved and interrupted each other: "I will go first, others will follow me."

Without any doubts and hesitation, Charlemagne immediately began to reorganize his soldiers, and the sword-breaking knights and the northern warriors also gathered together to form a marching defense array with the two wings behind Constance.

"Constance, your soul is made up of a large number of fragments and memories. Those memories are what you know as 'inheritance knowledge', and the fragments that make up your soul should come from those true inheritors.

The palace is quiet and surprising. When you walk through the gate, it seems to enter another world. There are no monsters, no traces of blood and battle, but everyone can feel the dark and terrible power. It’s here.

In every corridor, behind each door, under each lamp, there is an unknown dark shadow.

"If our guess is correct, Constance, the person who made your soul should be your father, and the lava lake where you were born is mostly done by Burlington to erase the traces, and he did Purpose... I am afraid that because the true inheritor has only one of him.

"He created you, gave you the knowledge that the inheritor should have, and told you the mission of the inheritor, but the memories of your reincarnation are actually false. The time you really gave birth is two hundred years ago, what you really experienced. The life that has passed... is only two hundred years.

All the way into the main hall unimpeded, Constance saw the figure sitting on the throne, just like in memory, he was sitting on the throne, but he still wore a full set of armor, even his face was hidden in thick Under the visor.

In addition, there are no guards and officials in the hall.

The dragon spirit emperor Berendin sat alone like this. Before Constance and her soldiers arrived, there was only one person in the entire palace, just like his only identity in the world, the last inheritor. .

It is also the most lonely emperor in this era.

As the carrier of the power of annihilation in this era, the roots of all the mutant monsters, it seems that there is no visible variation in the body of Burundin. At least his body armor makes him look like a human body. .

But everyone still couldn't help but clenched the weapon because from the dark and deep armor, there was a madness and oppression that was more terrifying than any previous monster.

Constance watched the throne quietly. She knew that her father was no longer there. The only thing contained in the armor was the emptyness and frenziedness.

In her gaze, the figure covered with armor slowly stood up, "it" stepped down the throne step by step, and the sound of hoarseness between the steel frictions, and the sound from the armor was better than The friction of steel is even more horrible: "Ah, you are here, my dearest daughter...you are here, what is it?"

Constance raised his sword slightly and headed for the monster: "Galva is king."