Let Go Of That Primordial Man

Little friend Niu Xu, are you okay? Marshal Xia You, who was beside him, asked with a worried look on his face.

With such an understatement, the God's Staff, which is almost equivalent to the ultimate weapon of mankind, was easily resisted.

This result is simply much better than everyone's best expectations.

Therefore, even the people on the podium are all leaders of the Rabbit family, and they have long been able to keep their emotions in check.

Still under such a wonderful result, I couldn't help but cheer.

But on the rostrum, among the people celebrating crazily, the dull-looking Mr. Niu looked so abrupt and out of place.

It's okay, it's just that the effect surprised me a bit. Mr. Niu forced a smile and answered like this.

In fact, not only was something wrong with this guy, but something big happened.

Master Niu was just a shadow of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and they only looked at each other for a very short period of time.

But even in this very short period of time, there was too much content, which was unreasonably and forcefully poured into Master Niu's mind by those phantoms.

Even in the mouth of Mr. Niu, while talking to Marshal Xia You that there was nothing wrong.

There are still silent pictures in this guy's mind, flashing before his eyes like a slide...

Those are some pictures that can be said to be quite old:

Various primitive people wearing rough animal skins and wielding stone tools drove various huge monsters and beasts; they were fighting an army that was much larger than them.

In comparison, the equipment of their opponent's army was much better.

These men wore silk robes, gleaming armor and weapons.

Even in this army fighting against the natives, in addition to various powerful human races, there are also many strange and strange monster races, but at a glance, it is clear that they have great advantages.

For example, the giant tiger with two wings, the celestial dragon that soars into the clouds and rides on the mist, etc.

Led by powerful gods and men, they launched crushing attacks again and again against the primitive natives.

After all, they had an absolute advantage whether it was in terms of troops, weapons and equipment, or the number of strong men.

However, even in this dire situation, the primitive natives still fought arrogantly to the end.

Led by some extremely powerful natives who were comparable to gods and men, they put up a desperate resistance; and those powerful natives should be the ancestral witches in the witch palace.

Unsurprisingly, the primitive indigenous people were defeated, and it was an astonishing defeat.

One by one, the ancestral witches who were as powerful as gods, and even far more powerful than ordinary gods, died in the battle one after another.

Working together with the ancestral witches, those birds and beasts were as powerful as mythical beasts.

A small number of them were killed by the gods, while a larger number were captured by them and turned into mounts or even ornamental captive toys.

Then, what the gods did made Master Niu very surprised.

They could easily kill all the creatures on this continent, but at this time, the gods chose to stop.

The gods led the army and killed all the native craftsmen.

At the same time, they destroyed all the records of the various technologies of the indigenous people; even in comparison, the various technologies of the primitive indigenous people were simply inferior to them.

Even the shamans of the primitive people, masters who could easily reach the realm of gods and humans with advanced cultivation, were basically slaughtered.

The only ones who survived were those apprentices who had been arranged to escape in advance and fled to various corners of the continent.

Then, the gods used a strange secret method to erase the memories of this war in the minds of the remaining natives.

It's as if this war has never happened.

Finally, when these gods led their army to evacuate, the current tragic cycle began on the continent where the Luo Lei Mountain Range is located.

Every hundred years, a small natural disaster is destined to occur on the continent; every thousand years, a large natural disaster will occur.

Such natural disasters will always come as scheduled, and it is so accurate that it is chilling.

Only by using the lives and souls of countless indigenous people to perform cruel sacrifices to the gods can the gods who caused this natural disaster be satisfied.

Only then will the gods stop their actions of causing natural disasters.

At the same time, the indigenous people on this continent will never be able to become stronger after they have suffered another disaster after recovering a little bit of their strength.

Naturally, the indigenous people on this continent can no longer threaten those gods.

*******

After the flight test of the Niujiacun space battleship ended successfully.

Mr. Niu was not even in the mood to attend the subsequent celebration dinner; he left the place in a hurry after saying hello to the leaders and others.

There was no way, even if he knew that what he was doing was a bit inappropriate; but at this time, his head was really hurting...

To sum up, the message conveyed to him by the Twelve Ancestral Witches is as follows:

I don’t know the specific reason, but in short, thousands of years ago, the ancestral witches of the Witch Palace led the indigenous people on the mainland and fought a fierce battle with the army led by the gods.

Unfortunately, the enemy army was too strong, and the natives led by the ancestral witches were defeated.

Then the ancestral witches were killed one by one, and the most powerful witches in the witch palace were all killed by the gods. The current witch palace was actually inherited by the miscellaneous fish in the witch palace.

Next, the human race on the entire continent became like gods, raised like livestock.

Every few hundred years, those gods will use the means of bringing down natural disasters to carry out a massacre; every few thousand years, there will be a cruel one.

The only difference is that the gods do not need the flesh and blood of the indigenous people; what they need is the life and soul of these indigenous people.

God knows what these guys do with so many lives and souls.

Unfortunately, it seems that what I encountered this time is a once-in-a-thousand-year disaster...

After suddenly knowing so many secrets, Mr. Niu finally solved many mysteries in his mind, although it seemed that this was of no use.

Mr. Niu has always been a little confused before, because logically speaking:

At that time, the ancestral witches of the Witch Palace should have been very powerful after leading the natives to defeat the Shura clan.

But why are these powerful men like gods, even if they cannot achieve immortality, the ancestral witches who have lived for thousands of years and have nothing to do will all die very quickly.

In fact, many bodies were not even left behind.

There is no record of the history of that period in the Witch Palace; it was as if it disappeared out of thin air, not even the legends were left.

Now, Mr. Niu finally knows that that period of history was forcibly erased by those gods.

But what can we do if we know it?

It was even a huge blow to his confidence in solving this natural disaster; because this matter was far more complicated and difficult than he had imagined before.

well! The uncle did get up early, but it was troublesome to compare like this. I wrote back and forth all morning.