Chapter 676: Chapter 496 [Ghost]
As for the humans, they are urgently considering more response mechanisms—what should we do if the Mirage Space doesn’t work?
This is a point of great concern for everyone.
Moreover, the Mirage Space can only protect for half a day; what should we do after that?
Lu Yuan pondered for a while and came up with several plans: “The Greedy Demon God can use the Different Space instead of the Little Mirage Dragon to wrap around the Green Mountain, so we don’t need to rush for time.”
“The premise is that space ability is indeed effective in protection.”
“But if the Different Space is ineffective, we’ll have to follow the Lanpeng Civilization and turn to the embrace of the [Monsters]. Get that strange rainwater ready, and then use the hibernation chamber’s drip technology to inject it into everyone’s mouths.”
Individuals in the hibernation chambers also need a small amount of nourishment, so scientists have specifically designed the “drip technology” to safely inject the nutrient fluid.
“Great Commander, we don’t have someone like Jin Bote, so we can only use the opium poppy to construct a dream space and connect human spiritual power…” Lu Tiantian said, “But the opium poppy is pretending to be dead outside, and once it uses its ability, it seems easily detected.”
Lu Yuan’s initial idea was to control everyone, forming a spiritual network, and then confront the [Monsters].
However, whatever he thought, this method seemed too outrageous, even if it succeeded.
Humans would no longer be the humans they once were, but would become a species he controlled.
“Alas, if only I could see the [Monsters], I could directly spend a lot of money to control it, avoiding all this trouble. Damn it.” He thought to himself.
However, at this moment, a hoarse shout came from the reconnaissance department: “The [Ghost] has climbed out!”
Lu Ying, Jin Dongliang, Guo Dafeng, the older generation who had experienced a lot, were also flustered at this moment.
Lu Yuan ran over, his eyes widened, and saw that the gate of the Snake-man Palace on the large screen was slowly opening.
To prevent idealist interference, the satellite’s resolution was very low, resembling a wriggling mosaic moving its body slowly.
This unknown existence was at least 10 meters long, with a blood pupil in the middle of its face.
It was surrounded by pitch darkness, without a shred of light, with an overwhelming blackness descending like a grim reaper on the ancient city.
Upon seeing this, Lu Yuan felt fear after a long time, a cold chill surged from his heart, enveloping his whole body.
When fighting against the [Demons], he wasn’t very scared, because there were many aces yet to be used: the ability of [Steel], and even [Hurricane], which further fused into the first epochal ability [Powerful Wind].
In terms of absolute combat strength, he was leading.
However, in front of the top combat power on Pangu Continent, the [Ghost], he no longer had the advantage in combat power.
The ability of [Steel] could only contend.
Without using [Steel], he would be crushed.
“Report! Experts from the Lanpeng Civilization have arrived!”
Lu Yuan took several deep breaths, advising himself not to rush: “Notify the Little Mirage Dragon to let them in! Quickly! The [Ghost] has already crawled out of the palace.”
The Green Mountain re-emerged from space, and the floating spaceship hovering in the sky flew in at the fastest speed.
It was evident that the experts from the Lanpeng Civilization were in low spirits.
Three thousand five hundred Divine Skill holders, plus experts from all sectors, were all worried about their city.
Even if temporarily safe, it couldn’t alleviate the heavy pressure.
Lu Yuan temporarily had no time to greet them; he merely quietly stared at the shadow on the large screen: “Arrange hibernation chambers for them, the Green Mountain is too crowded to accommodate so many people.”
“Only a few useful Lanpeng people need to be awake. The rest, we’ll discuss after we get through the crisis.”
“Commander Lu, hello. My name is Magmit, Historical Retrospection, Divine Skill User, with a duke title.” This tall middle-aged man slightly bowed, being the leader of this team.
“Hello, Your Grace. I promise, you will enjoy VIP treatment. Our human city can accommodate some outsiders, and you’re not the first civilization to seek refuge with humans.”
Duke Magmit saw the Rat Artisans and inexplicably sighed with relief.
The Rat Artisans forced a smile, looking as if their faces were more forlorn than a cry, without even the desire to greet.
The shadow moved, its way of moving somewhat rigid, like a zombie crawling haphazardly.
The pair of eerie blood pupils looked at a sleeping Snake-man.
All the observers broke out in a cold sweat, feeling as if they were being stared at, their souls about to be dismembered.
Magmit widened his eyes: “What’s going on? Why is the [Ghost] attacking those Snake-men? Could it be our chosen direction is wrong? The [Monsters] cannot shelter us?”
He kept thinking, concerned about the eight million people in Quincy City who had drunk the rainwater.
But no one could answer his question.
The entire image shook a bit, resulting in a lot of snow-like spots.
The Snake-man was being dragged by the [Ghost] towards the bizarre spring, leaving trails of black liquid on the ground.
Cold, viscous, with a strange liveliness.
Droplet by droplet, it went past like sulfuric acid.
Then, the Snake-man was thrown into the fountain’s pool and slowly fused.
Lu Yuan’s face changed slightly, realizing the one caught by the [Ghost] seemed to be a [Demon]?
He didn’t know why it was pulled out, and then inexplicably died.
It didn’t even last a second…
Lu Yuan swallowed, realizing the [Demon] he painstakingly killed had become a unit of measurement. Various flamboyant Divine Skills were meaningless in the face of absolute power.
Of course, the [Demon] is also undying.
With so many Snake-men here, the [Demon] can always possess and be reborn.
But after rebirth, apparently, all spirit essence accumulations were gone, even memory was lost, the [Demon] might endlessly weaken, being killed repeatedly, forever trapped here.
Lu Yuan’s mind raced: “What type of [Demon] is that? Does it want to possess the [Ghost]? Otherwise, why is it lurking here?”
“Perhaps in past histories, this scene has already played out many times. But due to lost memories, it doesn’t remember how it failed, just endlessly reincarnating.”
“But the Pangu Continent is so vast, perhaps a [Demon] did possess a [Ghost]? What kind of sight would that be?” Lu Yuan widened his eyes, staring at the screen with a pale face.
He thought of the Mirror [Demon], which stayed with the [Ghost], wondering what the Great Lai Empire meant by doing this.
“No, now is not the time to think about this. We have to think about ourselves.”