In the end, the only option was to adjust the developnt path, using the Evil Eye Tower as the center, expanding territory westward.
It proved that one could not harbor expectations for the idiot Insect Race and the disgusting players.
As long as he changed the direction of expansion, these two forces would surely follow.
Unable to shake them off, unable to disperse them.
Like a bone-attached plague, no matter how hard he tried, they persistently haunted him.
Judging by this trend, these two beastly forces seed determined to entangle with him for life.
It couldn’t understand the purpose of these two forces in doing so.
Thinking of this, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit couldn’t help but sigh:
"Evil Eye, you say the Monster World is vast, these two forces have potential everywhere, why do they have to make trouble with ?"
The Evil Eye, hovering behind, blinked upon hearing:
"It’s understandable regarding the Combat Insect Clan; once they target a force, they’ll tear at it like rabid dogs. As long as the target isn’t destroyed, the biting never stops. As for the Player Clan... actually, I think they seem to enjoy opposing you."
"Enjoy?"
"Yeah, the Monster World has many tribes that relish in battle. They crave fighting strong enemies, and perhaps you’re seen as a formidable foe by the Player Clan, which is why they’re pursuing you so adamantly."
"If they like strong enemies, they can find soone stronger, why fixate on ?" the Evil Eye said through gritted teeth.
"Perhaps what the Player Clan enjoys is a force that is both oppressive and a challenge, aning a rival where the power difference isn’t too large. You fit that profile."
"It’s proven that the contestants from the Player Clan aren’t very strong; the power difference with us isn’t significant. The stronger tribesn behind haven’t appeared, only last ti when you pressed too hard, did a particularly formidable commander show up, so this conjecture makes sense."
Hearing this, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
Monster World, what a wonderful world it is.
Countless strong clans erging, endless diverse racial forces to devour.
Recalling the initial passion and ambition upon entering the Monster World, back then, its heart was filled with anticipation for this world full of opportunities and challenges.
It fantasized about confronting nurous powerful clans, continuously surpassing itself in battle after battle, showcasing the supre glory of the Black Tide Soldier.
But reality was like a basin of cold water, completely dousing its enthusiasm.
The truth is, only endless players and the Insect Race surrounded it.
It felt like being trapped in a quagmire, the more it struggled, the deeper it sank.
Instead of shining on a stage full of powerful beings, it wasted ti on these trivial familiar faces.
The frustration and indignation in its heart surged like turbulent tides, crashing against its heart wave after wave.
This often led to emotional outbursts, even resulting in the "resource phobia" the Evil Eye ntioned.
"Damn it!"
The more it thought about it, the angrier it got, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit couldn’t help but curse.
"Damn it." The Evil Eye followed with a curse.
Though the Evil Eye cursed without emotion, it knew to go along, as opposing would lead to a scolding.
In fact, getting scolded didn’t matter.
But to avoid the great mother from being attacked, it went along with the flow.
"Earth Thought, based on past battle records, when fighting the Player Clan in the future, always rember one thing, the more uncomfortable for them, the better for us. Only this way can we wear down their fighting spirit, reducing the frequency of their confrontation."
"I know."
Having dealt with the Player Clan for so long, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit was naturally aware of the Player Clan’s traits.
It’s all about making them uncomfortable.
Back then, when it developed the Heavenly Calamity retaliatory tactics, it caused a large number of familiar Player Clan faces to withdraw from the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range, never to return.
Later developed the ntal insult tactics, reducing another batch of players involved in the conflict.
It’s evident the best way to confront the Player Clan just sums up in two words: disgusting.
Thinking of this, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit’s gaze shifted to the forefront of the Black Tide’s surge.
In a flash of thought, the Black Tide was like a black ancient giant python awakening from slumber, transforming into a vast black curtain sweeping the earth.
Wherever it went, the ground trembled.
The originally flat plains were wildly torn and churned by this majestic force.
The fertile soil was uprooted, like shattered fragnts caught in the tide.
Erald ancient trees, golden Rice Spirit Rice, were instantly consud by the Black Tide, leaving no roots, only desolation.
Clear waters turned turbid upon encountering the Black Tide, then rged into it, with water levels surging, forming a more ferocious flood.
Villages built by small clans were as flimsy as paper toys under the Black Tide’s onslaught.
rcilessly swept away, subrged in darkness.
The whole process was like a human stepping on an ant, not stirring even a ripple in the Earth Thought Evil Spirit’s heart.
At this mont, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit discovered in its Perception View a lifeform of peculiar design.
It had purple-black scales, with tallic sheen on its surface scales, bat-like wings tightly folded at its sides, a slender tail coiled like a lizard beneath it, and eyes like two glowing cat’s eyes, currently staring curiously at the surging Black Tide.
At a glance, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit could see its unusual nature.
"Earth Thought, that’s a Primordial Monster."
Just as the Earth Thought Evil Spirit thought, this lifeform was the embodint of rules in the Monster World.
Unlike ordinary creatures.
The Primordial Monster emitted an energy wave, blending seamlessly wherever it went, with its aura lding naturally with the environnt.
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