Chapter 727

Joe kept sighing.

Finally, he had a full understanding of Madeleine, the ancient existence, the present natural disaster and so on.

Mr. Sherlock inquired that medland was a feedlot?

Sure enough, this is a ranch for feeding storage tanks.

"So..." Joe looked at the doorman number one thoughtfully: "if I guess correctly, almost all the knowledge of those splendid civilizations in the past has been destroyed, and it's also your hand?"

The gatekeeper No. 1 took another sip of wine: "no, it was not destroyed. It was just stored by us. Ordinary people are not qualified to contact it."

With a slight snort, the doorman No. 1 looked at Joe and said seriously, "with your" intelligence "now, you should be able to figure out why."

Joe nodded.

Of course he could think of why.

Look at the base chariot controlled by salean. It's a masterpiece of the ancient goblin civilization.

A base chariot can produce a large number of powerful war machines in a short time, forming a torrent of steel to sweep the earth and cover the sky.

The goblins and goblins, the goblins and goblins' light cannons, are even more lethal.

But for Al, such advanced weapons should not exist at all.

Al - they wish all medland's human beings were fighting with sticks and stones.

The more primitive it is, the more powerful the individual is needed.

The more cruel it is, the more it forces the individual to practice madly.

Only the crazy cultivation, only the cruel war, only the most primitive and bloody war relying on the body, can constantly emerge from the powerful extraordinary... Epic... Legend... Demigod... Finally, there will be a god level storage tank!

If we all use today's hot weapons to kill, if the extraordinary combat power has little effect on the battlefield, if the extraordinary combat power is the same as ordinary soldiers, they will be easily killed by powerful magic weapons

Who will spend huge resources, waste countless money, spend countless energy, work hard to cultivate?

Even if the high level of the Empire understood the benefits of cultivation, and some people wanted the power, long life and long youth brought by cultivation, they would try their best to cultivate

However, it is hard to believe that there will be enough divine storage tanks for the few high-level cultivation of the Empire due to the lack of sufficient base and the pressure of bloody killing.

So, destroy the brilliant achievements of the past civilization, and let the breeding farm in medland return to the original

Think about it. What a high-end technological crystal those goblin puppets use to kill amazing light cannons.

And what coexists with these magic puppet light guns is that the most advanced thermal weapon used by various countries in medland mainland is actually flint rifle... Some countries even use firearm!

Whether it's flint rifles or fire line rifles, we can know from Joe's personal experience that these primitive gunpowder weapons have extremely limited lethal power to the extraordinary, and the real main combat power of various countries still lies in the extraordinary existence of the army.

Not to mention the existence of abyss battlefield, which forces all countries to continuously invest huge resources year after year to build a powerful and extraordinary coalition at any cost.

Joe sighed.

He looked at the gate of the abyss at his feet and said in a deep voice: "well, abyss consciousness..."

The doorman No.1 looked at Joe solemnly: "when I was awakened and learned that you call yourself 'scarlet', I knew that the talons of the omniscient had reached medland."

"Then, the emergence of abyss consciousness is no accident."

After pouring a mouthful of wine, the gatekeeper No. 1 said solemnly: "when we make medland world, in our setting, these three continents can't give birth to self-consciousness."

"Without this function, without this setting, this should not happen at all."

Joe narrowed his eyes: "but in fact, the abyss consciousness appeared, and he took the initiative to help the exiled masters, or the gods, return to medland, which directly caused the present natural disaster!"

Gatekeeper No. 1 looked bitterly at Joe: "so, I woke up some old friends. According to our analysis and guess - omniscient, he can influence medland. We don't know what's wrong, but obviously, he can influence medland."

In Joe's mind, the figure of Laplacian emerges. He sits on the crimson polyhedral crystal in Joe's mind, "Bata Bata", happily smoking a small pipe.

"Maybe the masters, of course, with their wisdom, they may not cooperate with the omniscient... Because they were born in medland, and they have nothing to do with the world we originally live in?"

"But who can tell?"

"Maybe there are traitors among us... For example... Hill Church!"

Gatekeeper No. 1 looked at Joe very seriously: "all knowing people, just give them a little knowledge, it's enough to let them... Cheat in the abyss continent."

Joe stares at doorman one: "you, didn't notice any useful information?"

The gray complexion of gatekeeper No.1 darkened a little: "manufacturing Medlands has exhausted our strength... We are in this new small world, sealing and expelling those in control, which makes us seriously injured."

He murmured to Joe: "it's 1380 years of glory... We've only been sleeping for more than 1300 years... Now, our strength is less than one thousandth of the peak..."

"We are sleeping and healing. We have no strength or energy to take care of the outside world."

"It's not just us, the first generation elders, the second generation, the third generation, the fourth generation... The early people who came into medland with us. They are the most powerful fighting force of the human race and our core backbone."

"They charge ahead, and their injuries are more serious. So far, many of them, we dare not wake them up... Once they wake up, maybe they will fall down completely!"

"We've given medland's business to the younger generation who grew up later..."

"But now, it seems clear that they have failed us," grumbled janitor one

Joe narrowed his eyes and nodded thoughtfully: "well, you should be glad that you can be awakened from your deep sleep... If I guess..."

Janitor one's face changed slightly.

The gate of the abyss trembled a little. With the sound of heavy footsteps, a powerful creature with a height of ten li, a scarlet body, a pointed head, twelve pairs of huge meat wings on the back, three long tails on the back, three heads and six arms came out of the gate of the abyss step by step.

The body of abyss consciousness is completely condensed.

The abyss, so step by step into medland.

"Scarlet... You are the commander, I obey your command... Now, let's kill something, or burn something?"

Abyss laughs loudly.

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