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It can be seen that she seems a little dissatisfied with the radiation she has mastered.

However, this guy is not a character of bitterness and hatred, he quickly recovered from his depression, and excitedly said to Su Heng, "However, in addition to being used for destruction, I also discovered another use for the power of chaos .”

"It can make matter disorder, but if it can be used well, it can also change life in an unstable way."

Under the premise of the same life level.

The fighting power of different species is very different.

Saying that, the white wolf waved his hand, and a plump rabbit more than one meter long came out from the crack in the subspace.

"This is Dudu rabbit, a kind of almost harmless little life that lives in the subspace. They are equivalent to extraordinary life, but in fact, they are very good in every quality, except for fast running and particularly strong reproductive ability. There are almost no other advantages."

White Wolf pulled Dudutu's ear and introduced it to Su Heng.

"and then…"

Su Heng found melon seeds and happy water, sat on a small bench and watched the white wolf's performance.

"But now, everything is different."

Gray radiant light flickered in the hands of the white wolf like tiny electric arcs, and then poured into Dudu rabbit's body from the top of its head.

Click!

As the large area of ​​steam spread, changes visible to the naked eye appeared in front of Su Heng.

Dudu Rabbit's plump body swells rapidly like an inflated ball, the fat is quickly transformed into strong muscles under the energy of the radiation, the bones grow wildly, and the rabbit fur on the head falls off in pieces, flying everywhere yes.

half an hour...

When the hot steam wave disappeared.

Appearing in front of Su Heng was a two-meter-tall rabbit with bulging muscles and a fleshy face.

Its treasure looks solemn, with a large bald head, two gray rabbit ears hanging down to the shoulders, and the vitality is as strong as the sun.

"My lord, I understand!"

The Dudu rabbit with a face full of flesh can speak out, and his wisdom is extraordinary.

"What is it?"

The white wolf is cute and cute, looking at the creation in front of him, he is a little confused about the situation... The previous experiments were not like this, why is the result so outrageous this time.

"The power of the Dudu rabbit has its limits, the fear of being used as food, the shame of being kept in captivity..."

The bald Dudu rabbit clenched his fists unconsciously, and said in a deep voice, "Sentient beings are like grass, and rabbit Buddha is like a knife. Only by holding a butcher knife can one become a Buddha instantly!"

"Well, well said!"

Although I don't understand.

But the white wolf still nodded vigorously, and then kicked the Dudu rabbit back into the subspace.

Su Heng looked a little confused, and always felt that something was wrong there.He asked, "It's very capable of living and fighting. Are you sure that putting this guy back won't cause species invasion in the warp?"

"He's just a Doodle Rabbit."

The white wolf said guiltily, "There are so many monsters and monsters in the subspace, what can a mutated Dudu rabbit do?"

"It makes sense..."

Su Heng nodded, but for some reason, he always felt that this matter might not be that simple.

=== Chapter 3 burns everything (the first update asks for subscription) ===

It is the time of early spring.

But in the physical universe, the ecological environment of the Terraria world has suffered a devastating blow in the long war in the past.

It has not fully recovered yet.

The pitch-black, dry ground is covered with scorched marks, and there are cracks like spider webs everywhere.

Poisonous gas and sulfurous smoke billowed from the cracks, and the only plants that could be seen were those dark thorns that stubbornly grew in the shade.

however…

In such a harsh wasteland.

At the end of the earth stands a magnificent city.

The city is built on the hillside, and on the top of the hill is the Colosseum, Hanging Gardens, and the Pantheon with huge columns made of white marble and various precious building materials.And the further down the ridge, the more dilapidated the city's environment becomes.

At the foot of the mountain.

There are all kinds of heavily polluting factories, and the crowded streets of the Walled City are full of garbage and garbage that is difficult to distinguish raw materials.

The upper city and the lower city of the city are divided by the miserable green miasma, and there is a clear distinction between the two.

The bustling Shangcheng District is the place where the protoss live and worship.

The lower city is a high-intensity factory used to imprison human slaves and provide various necessary industrial products for the luxurious life of the gods.The structure of the entire Paradise Mountain is actually not much different from the structure of Jordan City.

only…

Overall, Jordan City is much more crowded than Paradise Hills.

After all, the Protoss had completely declined many years ago, their newborn population was limited, and the number of slaves needed was not many when the total number was fixed.

What's more, with the environment of Terraria today.

It has already lost the potential to support a large number of life, and this beautiful planet is slowly losing life.

Before dawn.

Gray radiation clouds hung like feathers in the sky, blocking out all starlight.

Only when the weather is fine, can you faintly see the hazy full moon on the sky through the gray clouds.

The angel Barot was lying on a soft velvet chair with a relaxed face, tapping his legs, with a glass of scarlet red wine in his hand, and the retro phonograph beside him was playing popular tunes from the golden age.

He was wearing a black suit, his skin was gray and unrevealing, and his hair was combed meticulously, which was faintly shiny under the light.

On Balote's chest.

It has a small and exquisite six-wing badge.

Among the protoss, only beings that can enter the subspace can be called true angels.

The seraph means that Balotte's strength has reached the limit of this level, and further up is the archangel of the fourth life level.

In the most glorious time of the protoss in the past, the Pantheon was once established.According to ancient legends, the number of archangels of the Protoss in that era was as many as tens of thousands, but unfortunately, many years ago, the Protoss completely declined after suffering a terrible catastrophe.

What is the difference? Is there any reason for this to happen? /p>

The protoss who once ruled the entire river system.

Not only was it torn apart from the inside, but it also encountered a terrible curse, even the clansmen who managed to survive the catastrophe.

He will also be hunted down endlessly by demons in his long life... For Barot, the glory of the protoss in the past is just an ancient legend passed down by the elders. He was born in the ark of the protoss.

Most of the time is spent wandering in the dark and boundless universe.

Until more than 300 years ago.

Under the leadership of the ancient god Kalendia, they discovered this beautiful planet on the edge of the river system.

At that time, the natives of the world named Terraria already had a remarkable level of technology, and they were even able to perfectly transfer the consciousness of carbon-based life into machines...

Many of the cutting-edge scientific and technological achievements have improved the scientific and technological level of the Ark survivors for a long time.

Unfortunately…

Before the Protoss came.

The world of Terraria has already been infested by demons, swarm fleets and even beast legions.

Such a scene made Barot feel quite shocked. You must know that each of these three is enough to easily destroy a planet with hundreds of life.

But, Terraria.

This small unknown world at the edge of the river system can actually persist for decades.

Like a quagmire, the three were dragged into a bitter battle.

In the end, the Protoss came to this world as a savior.Balot didn't know what kind of agreement the ancient god Kalendia had reached with the people of the Golden Age, but he only understood that after the war ended.

The Protoss Ark Fleet has achieved fruitful results at the least cost.

Today it is today.

They have lived here safely for nearly 300 years.

For the remnants of the Protoss who have been cursed for eternal life and hunted down forever, such a life is simply unimaginable.

Of course, the curse still hasn't dissipated.Now, the group of great demons that appeared in the subspace is a clear proof. For the remnants of the Protoss, the stable time is short, and the ups and downs are eternal...

And despite all the costs they paid, their final demise was still inevitable.

It is precisely because of this awareness that Balotte cherishes this time very much. He likes to drink and enjoy the artworks left by humans in the golden age.

to be frank…

For these things themselves, Balotte is actually not too obsessed with hobbies.

Even, what really made him fall in love with these things was not these luxury goods and culture itself.But when he is enjoying these things, he can temporarily forget the past fears, pains, and curses.

"Da da da!"

Just when Balotte put down his wine glass, he was slightly drunk.

There was a rhythmic knock on the door.

He frowned, feeling a little displeased.Those guards had been by his side for a while, knowing that during this time period, he didn't like to be disturbed by other things.

...in other words.

If you come to him at this time, it means that something very troublesome has happened.

"come in!"

In any case, the tasks assigned by the archangels still have to be completed.

Balot didn't want his soul to be thrown into the Ark Psionic Tower to be used as fuel because of messing up his work.

"grown ups!"

The thick wooden door was pushed open from the outside.

A tall young Protoss male came from outside the door, went to Barot, and bowed forward.

"whats the matter?"

Ballot stretched out his hand, motioning for the young man to sit down opposite.

He squeezed out a small smile on his face. After the Archangels rushed to the front line because of the arrival of the demon chasers, he was the chief security officer of the city.

For the protoss, this news is naturally kept secret, and the fear of demons has been deeply embedded in the protoss' genes.

Even a little speculative speculation is enough to cause riots among the existing Protoss. If this news is revealed to Balotte, he doesn't even know what will happen.

"It's about those remaining humans..."

The young protoss opened the folder in his hand and said seriously, "Bangelot has not responded to our message so far, and the two human slaves who ran away from Heaven Mountain are now completely gone."

"On the other hand, the activities of the Human Salvation Society have become more frequent. In the past few days, there have been more than a dozen conflicts between human slave labor and the Protoss in the lower city."

"Although these conflicts ended in strong suppression, I suspect that these conflicts themselves are not reasonable..."

The young protoss secretary frowned, and concluded, "It seems to be deliberately covering up something."

"is it?"

Barlot still had a confident smile on his face, clasped his slender and strong fingers on the table, and made a rhythmic sound, "I think of another rumor, the one at the end of the Golden Age who almost The Valkyrie who surpassed the fourth level of life did not die, but survived with some kind of weird secret technique."

"To this day, some human races still believe that she can return and lead them to complete revenge."

"What do you think of this matter?"

Ballot asked.

"That is indeed a formidable opponent, the war lord who once defeated the Beast Legion head-on, and stopped Lord Kalendia in the final battle." The young protoss showed a look of admiration on his face.

But he changed the subject and said without hesitation.

"However, I believe in the great power and prudence of Lord Kalendia. He once led the fleet to sail in the star sea for thousands of years."