Thirty-three years of the Holy Sakura Dynasty.
Surrounded by terrifying aura, the Sakura Emperor wandered across the land and set foot on the entire dead mountains, rivers, oceans, lava, and deserts. She wandered in the ruins and in the beautiful world of blooming flowers.
She was looking for something, but couldn't find anything.
The world is empty and has become extremely strange.
That former ultra-ancient god seems to have disappeared from the entire world, just like Hai Landong back then, approaching old age, no matter how you search, you can't find that ancient existence hysterically.
"Perhaps, he will appear when the time is right, not now..."
At this time, this great god will also stop on the top of the mountain and the coast, holding a bright red umbrella overlooking the entire vast land, standing still for several months.
She is waiting for a fateful encounter.
She had a premonition somewhere, and she was also looking forward to its arrival. When they met again, she had too many questions.
"I gathered the calculations of a world, and divided that sentence of language into 1876 fragments according to the changes of emotions and syllables, and let the most elite scientists of mankind analyze it. In this sentence of language, I heard seven changes of emotions..."
"Happy, free and easy, delighted, relieved, joyful..."
"But after all, I can't read his meaning."
"The change of mood in that book may be like my previous sentence. It is a blessing for a new life, free and easy, joyful... It is the same as my context at that time, but after all..."
"I have a vague premonition, and the meaning is completely different."
"In that passage of his language, we will be completely shocked!"
After all, Caroline could only sigh faintly, remembering the communication with Hailandong, the two of them saw the beginning of the origin of the world,
"On behalf of mankind, I saw the origin of the ancient ancestors of mankind, traced back generations of human memory, and saw a god holding two babies and speaking a mysterious language."
"Hai Landong represents the monsters. He killed Finbar, the god of monsters. He also traced back the memory of the ancestors of monsters. He also saw a god who raised powerful monsters including Finbar. It was like training a pet. He rang the bell, Holding the plate, training... ”
The origin of human beings is enough to make people difficult to fathom. Coupled with the origin of Warcraft, the two origins are mixed, and the mystery is shrouded in fog, and the truth of history cannot be seen.
Thirty-four years of the Holy Sakura Dynasty.
Empress Sakura seems to have let go of the previous dictatorship. She handed over the affairs of the entire corpse clan to other people. After all, she wandered the entire land, mountains and rivers, still looking for something.
Some people say that she is looking for a path to the gods, after all, she is already a high-level god!
Some people said that she was very lonely. This feeling of being invincible in the world is difficult for any living being to experience. It is a kind of bewilderment and loneliness.
But more people are whispering that she is looking for the mysterious god in the legend, the super ancient god that existed in the last civilization in the legend.
She wants to challenge that god, which is in line with her tyrant, killing and raging temperament!
But what is the heart of Empress Sakura? No one knows anymore. No one dares to ask this tyrant god. , on the entire ancient land of lava, I am afraid that there are already more than three billion!
And with her obvious decentralization of power, some heavenly emperors began to fight each other to snatch the power of the corpse clan.
Thirty-six years of the Holy Sakura Dynasty.
Civilization is still developing in the ruins, and a god of heaven came to see and report,
"Report to the gods, the number of newborns of our corpse clan is decreasing day by day among the billions of walking corpses! The rest should hardly appear, and we have passed the outbreak period of our clan's newborns."
"Report to the gods, our corpse race has already reproduced itself. As the main source of population birth, it is far higher than waiting for the accidental birth in the corpse group!"
… .
On the throne, she held an umbrella and closed her eyes slightly.
This is a matter of course.
A race reproduces itself, produces offspring, and is a steady source of supplementary populations.
And waiting for the corpses in the vast sea of corpses to accidentally give birth to new life to join them is too unstable... Although the newborn corpses in the vast sea of corpses are equivalent to the ancestors of the corpses, they are very talented.
Two years have passed.
On the Throne Temple, Empress Sakura still closed her eyes, her eyes passed through the palace, looking at the distant sky, "Aren't you coming yet?"
She was waiting for a fateful encounter, like a heavy rain in her life. In the days when she ruled the corpse clan like this, she already wanted to leave. As the only existence in the old days, she completely let go of this new world.
"Isn't it time to meet me?"
A faint sigh came from the temple.
She felt a deep sense of loneliness, as if she was rejected by this world, and everything became extremely strange.
It's another year, and the years have passed away.
And the Emperor of Heaven reported some matters,
"Report to the gods, our dozens of heavenly emperors, discuss together, we should establish order in our corpse clan!"
"Order?" Sakura asked with a smile, "What order should we establish?"
After all, she was a little curious to see how they would develop.
"We look through history, look at the ancient civilizations, the Ishdar, and the Naga Sea people, and understand that if a race wants to develop, it must break away from the tribal life of wild beasts drinking their fur and blood!" A licker God stepped forward, "Among us zombies, Cannibalism is so commonplace, it's an unbelievable family!"
Sakura nodded.
In the doomsday wasteland, besides eating and infecting people, zombies also cannibalize people, which is simply common sense.
"Then what should I do?" Sakura asked again, sitting on the throne overlooking the bottom, and said in a calm voice: "In the vast land, only our corpse clan is left, and there is no other life. We are not cannibalistic, so how can we continue the species? Is it possible? starve?"
"But in this way, we cannibalize our own kind, and we will not be able to walk on the right track of civilization after all!" A heavenly emperor said, "If this continues, the civilization that feeds on each other's own kind will perish sooner or later!"
Sakura smiled again, looking down at a strong man below.
The Zombie Clan does have foresight. The Zombie Clan is originally an incomplete race. If it develops like this, it will inevitably perish.
I have already figured out a way for them to reproduce, but this is not enough!
At this time, another Heavenly Emperor said, "We ate the memories of the Ishdar people. Although there are not many, we have sorted out a copy of the transformation ability of the dominant gene, which may be useful and can change their appearance."
"Change appearance? Is it useful to change appearance?" Sakura was suddenly curious, holding an umbrella, like a supreme monarch wielding an emperor's long sword, with supreme power lingering, making people unable to see her sacred face clearly.
A heavenly emperor said, "Change the appearance of those ordinary zombies, and our intelligent advanced zombies will not be cannibalistic. It seems to be self-deceiving, but it is the only way."
Another god stepped forward and seconded: "Yes, we can't change the cracked virus, but we can implant another virus, the appearance-dominant gene of the invading species, so as to change the appearance... Our technology is not strong, But the corpse race is already genetically broken, so it is relatively easy to transform!"
"The current zombies are mindless, like wild beasts... but they are humanoid after all. If we use the genetic technology of the Ishdar people to write skin genes into the zombies, they will become furry, scale skin genes, nails, etc. The growth gene... will turn into a real beast!"
"Exactly!"
Another celestial emperor also came out and talked, "If the appearance is different, they are animals in nature."
"Are they... animals?" Sakura was taken aback, smiling.
A heavenly emperor opened his mouth and said loudly again: "Exactly! They are different in size from us! They are not contagious to us, and they are like wild beasts in nature. They are animals in every respect!"
Sakura was silent for a moment.
She knew that this was inevitable, and it was also the most correct way for the corpse race to rise.
"allow!"
She opened her mouth lightly.
"The Corpse Dominant Gene Project" is officially launched, for the future of the corpse!
This is a war for no reason.
Just one virus can destroy an era...
It not only brought indelible pain and memory to the common people, but also to the corpse race.
The first sight they saw when they came to the world was a vast ruin, and the first human being they ate was the respected and admirable passionate race, the Ishtars.
They destroyed that proud and perfect civilization, and destroyed that human race that walked forward firmly, whom they admired sincerely, and who believed that no other race could be hostile.
And what about his new race
They came to this world because of a huge mistake, they are not Ishtar people, they are ordinary, they are groping, searching in the ruins, wanting to rebuild and live.
It's going to be a tough time.
Forty years of the Holy Sakura Dynasty.
Under the reasonable research of countless Heavenly Emperor powerhouses, a kind of "dominant skin modification virus" gradually spread, and began to infect the walking corpses wandering around in the entire ruins.
"Veolia Metropolis, start launching!"
"Ocean Blue Domain, start releasing viruses!"
… .
In the city of mechanical ruins, there are countless zombies, these handsome men and women wandering on the streets, and even the infected monsters, giant dragons, and hydras in the woods, as if they had skin diseases, their skin became rough and began to grow sharp spikes. Teeth, body hair also become exuberant... .
Virus. will eventually mutate.
The "dominant skin modification virus" is spreading, and the brains of billions of zombies are constantly calculating and evolving, and a variety of mutated virus forms have appeared, and countless virus branches have appeared.
Some zombies began to turn into black plush monsters, walking on the grass and flowers on all fours, with fangs growing out.
Some zombies grew fish scales, entered the seabed, and turned into sea animals.
Some zombies grew feathers and flew into the sky.
… .
In a field full of flowers, in a garden surrounded by hedges.
"There is one last transformation left, and I need my help." Sakura's face was flat, her eyes narrowed slightly, "Solve the birth of ordinary zombies, so that they can start to reproduce normally."
She lowered her head and looked at a former Ishtar man.
After all, the largest number of zombies are humans.
Before, she must have been a very beautiful woman, kind and gentle, treated people with sincerity, and could trust others without barriers, but now she was covered with furry black skin and stood on all fours, like a black wild boar without consciousness, only knowing how to hum Hum and eat and drink Lazard.
This zombie is a special kind of wind-type zombie, and it was rank five before it was alive. At this time, it seems to have turned into a fifth-rank wind-type pig-shaped monster.
Sakura laughed strangely, gradually filled with bitterness, and finally understood the truth of the whole world,
"Most of her memories are missing, but those who can inherit wind spells, some of her cultivation genes are still alive, and her offspring will inherit them. It is still an adult, and there are fourth-order... powerful and extraordinary monsters!"
... ..
Three days later, the wild boar monster gave birth to a new batch of babies.
Their skins have also become exactly the same as their mothers, and they are small wild boars with dark hair.
Sakura's complexion completely recovered.
She turned into a gentle and kind breeder, and within a few months, she began to use bells, rice bowls, and train these young wild boars, and observed their growth in order to restore the ecological balance.
"Finbar..."
On this day, she stopped and looked at the golden lava river in the distance, as if she saw a super-ancient deity with a gentle face, holding a bell, raising a magical beast indifferently, holding a pot, as if feeding this cute of livestock small animals.
"That beast trapped in a cage, isn't it... a person trapped in a cage?"
"The world is a samsara, and we are all beasts trapped in the samsara."
The deity slowly put down the rice bowl, drove a few black-skinned wild boars that were happily "humming" into the cage, returned to a simple wooden house, and looked at the section hanging on the wall. The text "The Great Acquired God" contains a passage:
"If the god dies today, then the people of Ishtar will survive until the day after tomorrow—just to tell the life of the god to other people. We will be full of pride, and use the powerful mechanical charm of technology to intuitively tell the story of our lord."
She just smiled, picked up the pen and hesitated for a moment, and under this glorious story, wrote "God Yesterday"
"We grew up in the cradle of science, walked alone on the grassland of life, climbed the mountain of the origin code, and knocked on the door of the gods, and before that, our fate was doomed as early as yesterday,
The past is like our travelers who don't know how much, any arrogant person who tries to become a race of gods and pry open the key of life will be cursed by gods after all-the past is the future. "
This god stopped writing, dried the ink gently like a mortal, stood up, hung it seriously on the wall of the thatched cottage, smiled softly, and whispered softly: "Let you hang in a corner of my memory, It's not like hanging in the dust of the world."
"As long as someone remembers you, you will live forever."
"Death, eternal life."
She hung a black mural, looked at the flowers scattered in the ruins outside the window, a group of humming pigs, as if a new world had come to an end, and the bright lava light fell on her beautiful face, as if seeing another an ultra-ancient deity,
"I finally understand what you mean, the glory in the world is nothing but a reincarnation."
… .
After all, this scene was forgotten in the wind and dust. When future archaeologists found this black slate, they wondered why the Ishdar people, who had a super ancient civilization, didn't write the history on their proud hard disk. Instead, it is written in the most primitive slate.
They are clearly standing at the end of advanced civilization, and they possess unimaginable technology in legends, but they are like ancient primitive people, leaving ridiculous childlike graffiti on the stone slabs.
People began to doubt whether the ancient civilization was really so rotten, and whether the technology of ancient civilization existed.
But no matter how the later generations question it, time is finally washing away everything that was once glorious and glorious. No one remembers these great wheels of the past. Human beings in the new era only write down the deeds that happened in this year in history.
[The 41st year of the Holy Sakura Empire and the 121st year of the cataclysm, the surviving humans resumed reproduction, and re-raised the surviving monsters after the catastrophe, restoring peace and civilization in the ecological circle, and entering the era of farming and animal husbandry again]