I can see the blood bar, my purity is very high

Lu Wenwu put the dragon power bead back to its original socket.

This action caused the entire altar to release a pure dragon power, making the pious faces of countless people in the Dragon Tribe even more fanatical, and they shouted the name of the Dragon Ancestor.

What do you think this is?

Looking at these guys who kept worshipping him, Lu Wenwu felt helpless.

He didn't like to be someone else's ancestor for no reason, not to mention that he was the object of his faith for 10,000 years.

If he pretended to be someone else, it would be fine.

Pretending to be the old dragon king who had erased his divinity in order to save the world?

He really didn't want to do that.

He couldn't bear to deceive these fanatical believers at the moment.

That was someone else's credit, exchanged for blood and tears, he couldn't steal it.

Lu Wenwu used the "Body Refining Technique to Conquer People with Virtue" to take back all the characteristics of the real dragon that had just been born, and returned to his original appearance.

He looked at Long Yuanhai in front of him and said lightly: "I'm sorry, maybe I will disappoint you. Even if I can control the Dragon Power Orb and the Deep Sea Altar, I am not the Dragon Ancestor in your faith."

Long Yuanhai was stunned, as if he didn't expect the other party to say such a thing, and he was a little at a loss for a moment.

You appeared from the altar left by the dragon clan.

Reactivated the altar, reactivated the dragon ball, and now you say you are not him?

Then who are you?

"Then that. This."

The high priest who is always vigorous and decisive and always says what he means is a little embarrassed at this time.

At this time, Long Wensheng, who was a few steps behind, had also come up at this time, and now he was looking at his old father and the person who was suspected to be the Dragon Ancestor in front of him with a confused face.

Although he was far away just now, he still heard what Lu Wenwu said.

So, what is the situation now?

Seeing that Lu Wenwu had no intention of acting at all, he directly showed his cards, and Xu Changjiang, the most reliable person in the team, took the initiative to step forward.

"You two, I don't know if you have misunderstood something, but Brother Tyrannosaurus is indeed not the dragon you worship. He can only be regarded as the current controller of the Dragon Palace at most."

Very good, now there are two people who are embarrassed.

The father and son looked at each other, and they saw confusion and puzzlement in each other's eyes.

What is the current controller of the Dragon Palace?

Has the god who controlled the sea ten thousand years ago fallen?

Long Wensheng didn't know what to do.

But as the patriarch of the tribe, he instinctively felt that this explosive confidential event should not be known to too many people, so he directly ordered all the tribesmen to practice on the spot immediately, and not to waste the precious gift of "Dragon Ancestor".

Long Yuanhai respectfully invited the group to the tribe's meeting tent, with a little trepidation in his heart.

"I don't know, distinguished guests."

"I know you are very curious about our origins, but you dare not ask because of your status." Lu Wenwu gave Xu Changjiang a look, "There is nothing that cannot be said, let this guy tell you."

He just spoke without hesitation, and he should have more experience in making up a reasonable identity to integrate into the natives.

If it were Lu Wenwu,

it would probably be conquered by force.

Coincidentally, Long Wensheng also came in at this time, and made a salute to the few people that no one could understand. It should be a very respectful one.

Xu Changjiang pondered for a moment and said, "We are from the deep sea dragon palace in the absurd sea. We are the old ministers of the Dragon Ancestor. This is the youngest son of the Dragon Ancestor. We have been sealed in the Dragon Palace until you held a sacrifice just now, and we were awakened and teleported here."

"As for more, we need to know how much you know about the history of the past ten thousand years, so that we can explain some things to you. Otherwise, I have been talking for a long time, and you have no idea at all, which only adds to your troubles."

The youngest son of the Dragon Ancestor?

It turned out to be the young master!

The father and son suddenly realized, and their eyes turned eagerly towards Lu Wenwu, and even the trace of vigilance in their eyes had been completely put down.

Lu Wenwu felt a little uncomfortable under such fanatical gazes, and just forced out an awkward but polite smile as a response.

Long Yuanhai bowed again and asked respectfully: "I wonder where the envoy would like to start? Our Shenlong tribe was blessed by the dragon ancestors in the past, and it has been more than ten thousand years. Relying on word of mouth, the number of things we know is among the best in this area of ​​ten thousand miles."

"Don't be shy, sit down." Xu Changjiang smiled gently and gestured, "In my opinion, let's start from the process of the establishment of your Shenlong tribe ten thousand years ago. After all, you are also the people who were treated differently by the master in the past. I believe you must have something extraordinary."

Long Yuanhai's smile suddenly became more intense, and he kept saying "I dare not" and then talked about the history he knew.

At this moment, the system suddenly sent a prompt.

[Hint: Player [Supreme Dragon God] died]

[Hint: Player [Mysterious Guest] died]

[Hint: Player [Li Tao 123] died]

[Hint: Player [Desert Lord of Death·Anubis] died]

[Hint: Player [Marinus Sharapova] died]

In an instant, five players died at the same time.

The information contained is intriguing.

Generally speaking, when assigning teammates, the dungeon tends to assign players from similar regions, similar languages, and similar races to the same dungeon, or to the same initial birth point, to promote natural teams as much as possible.

Although the player IDs reported by the system were directly translated into their native language, it is not difficult to see from the naming habits that there are at least two foreigners among the five people.

Twenty people, four in each group, that is five groups.

When they were teleported from the center of the chaotic maze, several people noticed that there was more than one way to this place.

So this most likely means that those players who have not yet escaped from the chaotic maze were attacked by some kind of force at the same time.

There is a force in the dungeon that can instantly kill players at least A-level or above at different locations at the same time.

The few people who were listening to Long Yuanhai telling historical stories suddenly felt a chill in their backs, and the oppression of death did not weaken because they jumped levels continuously.

Tangible enemies are not scary.

Unknown crises are the most scary.

They have just survived the first day of the thirty-day survival.

New City, Central Region of the God-Blessed Continent.

All they see are large patches of dark red.

Countless people of different shapes are busy in it.

The sky was as dark as ink, as if the heavens had dipped a brush full of ink, which was lingering in the sky, covering up the stars.

The moon was invisible, and the stars were invisible.

This land was like the eighteen levels of hell, full of ghosts and monsters, exuding a palpitation and ominousness that made people feel shudder at the sight of it.

The accumulation of dark blue mud buried half of the eerie skeleton left by an unknown creature.

"Suosususu."

A small rodent the size of a mouse crawled nimbly and quickly on the skeleton.

The tiny tentacles extending from its limbs were like hooks, firmly fixing its tiny body on the bright and dim skeleton, so that it could walk on flat ground even if it walked upside down.

The tiny black carapace covering its body was like a frosted biomass armor, which concealed the reflection of light to the greatest extent, making its movements less likely to be detected by natural enemies.

Countless building materials whose origins are unknown are piled together randomly, like low-quality building blocks randomly put together by children, and one after another crooked and shaking bloated high-rise buildings are piled up.

Ten thousand years ago, this was the most sacred sanctuary in the entire God-blessed Continent, and it was also the location of the most glorious city in the entire continent.

Countless ordinary people and practitioners hope to settle here, dreaming that one day they can step onto the divine level and become one of the glorious and great gods.

However, that is all old news.

The gods of the past have long disappeared, and the past human cultivation prosperity has also returned to nothingness like waves.

Today's human beings don't even want to restore the past prosperity of highly developed technology and cultivation.

Even the most basic social system has regressed to the initial ignorant era, but it is just lingering in the cracks with the protection of the remaining power of the gods of the past.

The real master of the God-blessed Continent is no longer the human beings of the past.

The strange beasts and new humans are the masters of this continent today.

Well.

At least they share the same master.

The beasts and the new humans, who were both mutated by divine radiation ten thousand years ago, are not a strong alliance, but a tit-for-tat existence.

Each of them wishes the other to die.

The human survivors of the old era, that is, those small tribes that rely on the clan artifacts to survive, barely survived because of this environment.

A silver-white teleportation wormhole opened in an abandoned basement on the edge of the new city.

Five players with blood on their bodies rolled out of it, as if there was something extremely terrible chasing them from behind, which could take their lives at any time.

The moment they touched the ground, they did not think about observing the surroundings and the environment they were in, but immediately took a fighting posture and faced the closing wormhole.

Until the two-meter diameter silver-white mirror gradually shrank to nothingness and dissipated in the air, these guys staring with terrified eyes finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They all collapsed to the ground, gasping for air, their eyes revealing the joy of surviving the catastrophe.

"We. We survived"

A short-haired woman with half an arm missing murmured, then grimaced in pain, and then quickly took out a bottle of top-grade healing potion and drank it, hoping to recover the broken arm as soon as possible.

The five of them were not members of the same natural team.

Instead, they were two teams that happened to bump into each other in the central area.

Originally, they were all fully staffed, but the quantitative change in the number of monsters caused a qualitative change.

No one knew why, after both sides arrived at the same time, there were two A-level dark distorters standing inside.

For Lu Wenwu, who knew the opponent's weaknesses, these two dark distorters were ingredients that could be easily killed in seconds, and they were not to be feared at all, and could only be made into sheep heads and drunk.

But for these A-level players, the two A-level dark distorters joined forces, and this battle was enough to be called tragic.

Four A-level players can barely fight against A-level BOSS 40:60.

It doesn’t mean that eight A-level players can barely fight against two A-level BOSS 40:60.

Inequality is killed instantly.

In order to leave the chaotic maze, three players were killed, and the rest were at least seriously injured at the level of broken limbs.

In this way, they barely killed a dark aberration and rushed into the teleportation wormhole.

As for how the other two teams of four lost two people in the "maze", they didn't know.

They rested for about five minutes.

At a certain moment, the five people in the room suddenly looked at each other, and then retreated together with their original teammates, taking a defensive posture.

They were just running side by side, and it only took them an eye contact, and this fragile alliance collapsed instantly.

This dungeon is not protected by dungeon rules.

Killing people can explode equipment!

"Hey, guys, calm down."

On the trio side, a white man who was less injured stood up and signaled everyone not to be so tense.

"We have all seen the situation in this dungeon. We have just entered it for a short time, and six players have already lost their lives. The death rate is a bit outrageous."

"In this case, we can only survive if we cooperate. If two more monsters like the previous one come, we can only wait for death now! I suggest that we sign another contract."

The white man probably has good popularity and eloquence. Then he listed the interests and eased the atmosphere between the two sides.

Under his advice, the five people actually gave up the plan of internal fighting and signed a cooperation contract.

Moreover, he volunteered to go out and explore the intelligence, and brought back a new human as a source of intelligence to interrogate him a little to prepare for their next action.

If Lu Wenwu was here, he would definitely feel familiar with the appearance of this new human.

Tentacles, chitinous carapace, multiple facial features, multiple limbs.

This is exactly the same as the survivors and evolvers he saw in the first dungeon he officially participated in. It is completely carved out of the same mold.

Soon, the result of the torture came out.

This guy knew nothing about the so-called social structure, geographical environment, etc.

He only knew that the entire new city was ruled by a man called "the leader", and they were all believers of the New Human Evolution Cult.

The leader was the descendant of God, the greatest existence in the world besides God, and had lived for many, many years.

He had to obey the orders of the "priest" and work hard every day.

If he was lazy, he would become the next meal of blood.

Yes, blood.

Like the evolutionists of the past, this sect has put cannibalism on the table, and does not care whether this will reduce the already insufficient population.

The New Human Evolution Cult seems to be well versed in brainwashing.

As the lowest-level, slave-like believer, this captured guy was extremely fanatical about the God of Origin respected in the sect.

He firmly believed that even if he was eaten by other believers, he would eventually return to the kingdom of the God of Origin, become a part of Him, and become the eternal and immortal existence.

In addition, he firmly believed that cannibalism was glorious and worth being proud of. It was to get rid of those who hindered the evolution of the race and contribute to the evolution of the entire new human race.

After these things were tortured out, the five people sent to the new city fell silent on the spot.

Even the white youth who had previously called on everyone to unite was silent and frowned.

It was their business to make a cult of the natives in the copy. It was meaningless to criticize their values ​​and morals.

But they were now in the nest of this cult that could eat people without blinking an eye!

How could they disguise themselves as one of these cultists?

In the eastern part of the Godly Blessing Continent, the Dragon Tribe.

In the brightly lit tent, the four people also fell into deep thought after hearing Long Yuanhai's story.

The situation on the new human side was not bad, mainly because the current situation and history of the continent were thought-provoking.

According to this old man who was less than 500 years old, the former Godly Blessing Continent was extremely glorious.

At that time, not only was the path to becoming a god still intact, but also many powerful people and gods were everywhere. Even ordinary people without cultivation could have extremely powerful powers through some "treasures".

The gods protected all living things until 10,000 years ago, when everything changed.

Some creatures began to undergo strange changes.

Their minds were distorted, and they began to become bloodthirsty and violent, trying to destroy everything they saw.

At first, they were the lowest-level beasts and insects without cultivation, and later they came to domesticated livestock, wild beasts, and even ordinary people without cultivation.

The gods who were at their peak at that time simply ignored it.

It was not until this happened to both cultivators and strange beasts that the various forces on the continent finally took it seriously.

However, it was too late.

In just three years, this strange force like a plague infected 90% of the lives on the continent.

Moreover, decades after the outbreak of the infection, these infected lives also showed different degrees of changes.

They became stronger, more terrifying, more rational, and more difficult to kill.

This tug-of-war lasted for hundreds of years.

In the end, only the gods and their protected areas were still struggling to resist.

If the situation had not deteriorated, the gods and the forces they protected would have had a chance to clean up the ground.

However, the erosion of strange forces was everywhere.

Until the first god was infected, all efforts collapsed and turned into nothing.

The most powerful Dragon King spent a full nine hundred years, leading the remaining fighting force to sweep away all the gods, top powerhouses, and strange beasts, and collected all the large pollution that could be collected in the Dragon Palace.

All the top resources were used to cast the Nine Heavens Sealing Demon Array, and the remaining ones became the clan artifacts of each tribe, which were barely used for each tribe to practice.

Lu Wenwu and his friends also knew the rest of the story.

The only human survivors left in the God-Blessed Continent survived on the legacy left by their ancestors.

The infected strange beasts shared the world with those who called themselves new humans and believed in the God of Origin after being infected.

The cultural heritage of the human beings in the God-Blessed Continent was almost completely destroyed in this catastrophe, leaving only a few methods of practice.

If Lu Wenwu and his friends had not been accidentally teleported into the Dragon Palace, the old Dragon King's desperate plan would have been declared bankrupt.

Judging from the current top combat power level of the Divine Blessing Continent, even if the residual soul of the old dragon king can be restored to S-level, it is enough to easily sweep the entire continent.

"So, what will happen within these thirty days to make the system judge this world as an A-level copy?"

After returning to the tent arranged by the Shenlong Tribe and sending off the respectful father and son surnamed Long, Lu Wenwu rubbed his chin and thought about this question distressedly.

The other three were also thinking.

Xu Changjiang made up a story that was very suitable for completing the task.

The general meaning is that within these thirty days, there will be a world-destroying disaster, so they were awakened from their slumber and went to the land to save the remaining people.

It sounds very savior-like.

The main task is indeed to survive for thirty days on the surface.

But according to the players' understanding of the system, there must be some major event or disaster within these thirty days.

Solving it, or finding ways to survive in this major event, this is the real task.

According to the current description of the continent, it seems that the war between the new humans and the alien beasts is the most reliable guess.

But Lu Wenwu immediately rejected this guess proposed by Wu Jianqing.

This is the third time he has run into the god from outside the domain.

In addition, the name of this copy is called [The Evil God Arrives], Lu Wenwu is sure that the final event must be related to this god from outside the domain.

If it is a simple and crude war, why is the copy not called [War of xx]?

Therefore, the key to the problem can only be hidden in the cult with a long name. The other party's actions do not look like a good thing at first glance.

It can't be.

Is it that the god from outside the domain descended in person?

Lu Wenwu was shocked by his own thoughts.

It shouldn't be possible. This is too out of specification. It can't be something that can appear in the A-level copy.

According to normal logic, if he and others do not appear in the Dragon Palace, the old Dragon King should break through the formation that was once set up and lead the infected Dragon Palace undead to return to the mainland.

I solved the old dragon king who had not recovered to his peak in advance, but the mission was not over.

That proved that there was a force on this continent that could limit the old dragon king.

And the old dragon king said "I made a mistake" before he died. What was wrong?

Damn it, the riddle man, get out of Gotham!

He didn't even make his last words clear!

Lu Wenwu was indignant.

Seeing that his teammates had not yet discussed the result, he said decisively: "If it doesn't work, just fight them directly!"

Xu Changjiang was shocked: "Brother Tyrannosaurus, my dear brother, dear ancestor, who are you disliking again? Wasn't the old dragon king enough for you to be angry with?"

"Of course, I will fight with the New Human Evolution Cult!"

Lu Wenwu said angrily and as a matter of course, with his arms and sleeves rolled up.

"Thinking is too much trouble, I don't like it. Let's call some brothers and rush to the new city to kill all the people in their headquarters, and the problem will be solved."

Wu Jianqing: "."

Xu Changjiang: "."

Pretentious AC Little Cow: "Fight! Cool! Brother Tyrannosaurus, when are we leaving?"

Wu Jianqing and Xu Changjiang immediately glared at him.