And beneath them.
The lake water boiled, mountains rolled, the earth cracked.
A massive defensive fortress broke through the soil, towering over a thousand ters, stretching tens of thousands of ters, entirely golden, identical in texture to the Mysterious Ancient Bricks—like gold in flas, appearing as if burning, about to solidify, resembling the flowing fla gold ford by the fall of a Golden Crow.
It emitted an immortal aura, slicing through the scarlet sky.
Towers erupted every kiloter, spewing upward blue flas.
Blue flas burned everywhere, even turning into flowing armor, covering the bodies of hundreds of thousands of human warriors.
The next mont.
The tens of thousands of ters long Great Wall twisted into a battle stance, it began to transform, the city wall changing, becoming countless pieces of golden dragon scale, transforming into giant claws, a dragon head...
Coiling in the sky.
And confronting the Crystal Beast swarm pouring from above.
Over a hundred Divine-level Crystal Beasts lunged down, behind them, a jet-black, ten-thousand-ter-long eight-winged octopus creature extended a head from the foul red clouds, the tentacles in its mouth flailing wildly.
Two mighty figures faced off.
The ten-thousand-ter golden dragon took the initiative.
The divine dragon breathed, a golden beam instantly lting the boundless battlefield.
The bodies of dozens of Divine-level Crystal Beasts instantly turned to nothingness, leaving only strange eyeballs.
But soon.
They revived in the roiling eerie flood, obtaining perfect bodies...
This strange resurrection scene made one’s scalp tingle.
However.
The human warriors were unfazed, they launched a fearless charge.
The blue flas on their bodies burned fiercely, turning into hundreds of thousands of insignificant human-shaped flas, charging ferociously at the swarm-like Crystal Beast locust swarm.
The generals wrestled with the Divine-level Crystal Beasts.
The warriors bathed in blood amidst the locust swarms.
Beneath the scarlet sky, the golden dragon swung its claws, its tail lashing, smashing one Divine-level Crystal Beast after another, blood spraying in the air.
It traversed the battlefield.
Heading straight for the Supre God behind the Divine-level Crystal Beasts.
Xu Ran gazed intently.
Carefully watching every image, swiftly analyzing the information revealed within.
However.
Without a start or end, lacking context, and even lacking sound in the images, it’s impossible to tell when or where the war occurred... who the opposing sides were, no guarantees could be made.
Possibly an Alien Battlefield from thousands of years ago.
Of course.
Although the images had no sound, they silently conveyed the shouts and sounds of battle.
Causing one’s blood to boil.
The war erupted quickly, like fast-forwarded footage, countless details flashing by swiftly, until finally... the scarlet sky turned blue, and the human warriors stood at the top of the Alien Battlefield.
The eight-winged octopus creature retreated, hundreds of strange eyeballs suspended behind it.
Then...
The image disappeared.
But the instant the image disappeared, a resounding battle cry suddenly echoed in Xu Ran’s mind.
"Great—Wind—!!"
"Great—Wind—!!"
Xu Ran’s consciousness withdrew from the images, the golden glow upon him receding like a tide.
His expression was like soone who had just watched a visually overwhelming movie, dazed and sowhat bewildered.
His eyes shone as he stared intently at the Mysterious Ancient Bricks.
"Huh? I actually saw images?"
"A tens-of-thousands-of-ters-long, Great Wall-like defensive fortress seed to transform into a super Divine Artifact, engaging in battle against the Crystal Beasts."
Xu Ran murmured in thought, expression contemplative.
"Which civilization could it be? The human warriors’ armor seems ancient, possibly from a pre-technological civilization on so Exotic Star, the words they shouted seed like slogans."
"It sounded a bit like ’Dafeng’ in Mandarin, but whether it’s Mandarin, one cannot be certain."
Being cautious, conclusions should not be hastily drawn.
While pondering.
Beside him.
Lin Shou and Uncle Ye Ping couldn’t resist their intense curiosity: "What’s wrong? What happened?"
"Are you injured?"
Xu Ran lifted his eyes: "I saw a video of an ancient battlefield..."
He vividly described the previous images, Lin Shou and Ye Ping were left dumbfounded, faces full of seriousness and disbelief.
"A defensive fortress that can transform into a ten-thousand-ter-long divine dragon?"
"A golden Great Wall that killed hundreds of Divine-level Crystal Beasts?"
"Those Divine-level Crystal Beasts instantly revived?"
"Ancient? Great Wind?"
Lin Shou discovered sothing even more despairing: "What kind of civilization is this? It seems a million tis stronger than ours, but even so... they couldn’t destroy those eerie eyeballs? Doesn’t that an Huaxia sees no hope for victory?"
Lin Shou sighed heavily.
Ye Ping glanced at Xu Ran.
He wasn’t despondent, because Xu Ran truly had a way to shatter the eerie eyeballs.
Therefore... as long as Xu Ran is well protected, allowing him to grow to the pinnacle of the Yue Realm, perhaps he could lead humanity, counter-invade the Exotic Star! Bringing large-scale, extrely brutal shock to the Exotic Star’s creatures!!
Ye Ping smiled faintly: "Don’t be pessimistic, we will find a way out."
Lin Shou felt a lump in his throat, wanted to speak but words got stuck, he could only sigh twice, then pulled out a notebook, recording Xu Ran’s description verbatim.
He didn’t know where the way out was.
But at this mont.
He was diligently recording all the intelligence, trying to leave so useful information for future generations.
Although he knew, what he did was insignificant.
But what if?
What if a spark could ignite a prairie fire??!!
Perhaps the insignificant records might play a crucial role decades later, or even centuries later!
And after finishing the record, Lin Shou’s gaze was slightly more determined.
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