Becoming a creator in prehistory

Chapter 80 The Call from Hell

In this way, Spencer set off a movement called Zhi Gou.

He led the surviving tiger-armor ant clan to continuously intervene in dynastic wars, especially those unconventional battles that summoned the star gods, which were the objects of his focus.

At first, the major ant clan dynasties sneered at this emerging force. What can a group of ant clan exiles who have lost their homes and do not even have an ant queen do anything.

However, when Spencer arrived on the battlefield, they discovered to their horror that the strength of mortals could be so powerful.

The Spear of the Hunting God makes the user's armor invincible, and neither physical attacks such as front jaws or weapons, nor chemical attacks such as formic acid can penetrate Spencer's armor.

And the ability of the Hunting God Spear to absorb star power made it even more difficult for the Star God to hurt him.

It can be said that he is almost invincible on the battlefield.

However, the ant tribe has a fatal flaw on the battlefield, that is, the pheromone social system headed by the royal family. The top-down pheromone is not only text, language, but also represents social status.

Every member of the ant clan society is like pinning their ID card on their foreheads, which allows them to cooperate logically without knowing each other. This is the reason for the internal order and efficiency of the ant clan.

However, once the pheromone transmitter of the royal family is finished, it will inevitably plunge the ant society into chaos.

As an ant tribe, Spencer naturally understands this truth, so he only finds the high-level ant tribe to attack on the battlefield. He only needs to kill a few targets to quickly disintegrate a big battle.

In this way, as the number of times of military mediation increased, his reputation became bigger and bigger.

"The Star God is dead, but mortals live forever!"

Under the call of this concept, the ant clan who lost their homeland due to the star god began to gather spontaneously towards him, and a new force that can be recorded in the annals of the ant clan is gradually rising.

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While Spencer was busy keeping peace, Neville was not idle.

In order to find out Yinjun's purpose of collecting mycorrhizal crystals, he is leading a tiger-armored team to shuttle through the depths of the mycorrhizal forest.

A place where a large number of mycorrhizae are entrenched is a forbidden place for life, and it is synonymous with danger. Let alone intelligent creatures, even a brainless earthworm will instinctively avoid such a place.

Yinjun ordered the tiger-beetle ant tribe to go deep into the mycorrhizal jungle to find crystals for him. During this period, the number of ant tribes who died here was too many to count.

Their hatred for the Star God had been accumulated for a long time, when Spencer asked the Tiger Armor Remnant to help him, almost all of them agreed without any hesitation.

Here, Neville did not force his men to die, but chose to take the lead and came to this dangerous place with them.

With five years of experience in searching for the ancestor of life, he is very familiar with how to deal with mycorrhizae.

Where to go in the chaotic mycorrhizal dense forest, where there is a place where plant roots can rest, when to scatter seeds, and how much to scatter at a time, these are all precious experiences.

Under his leadership, the group did not experience any attrition, and they shuttled through the mycorrhizal bushes like an outing.

There was no life-threatening, which allowed the group to relax and chat.

"Have you heard that His Excellency Spencer has successfully prevented another big battle, he is simply a great hero."

"Of course, compared to the high-ranking star god, he is the god of our ant clan mortals.

I believe that under his leadership, we exiles can also re-establish our homeland, which must be a country that does not distinguish between races and disputes. "

Listening to the words of the tiger ants around him, Neville was very happy for Spencer.

As a gladiator, he has always believed that being able to attract everyone's attention is the highest honor.

And Spencer has not only been the center of attention on the world stage, but has so many sincere followers around him, he has done it perfectly.

The only thing that makes Neville regret is that he can't catch up with the footsteps of this former brother.

"Well, it doesn't matter, as long as it can help him, it doesn't matter even if it's just some trivial things."

Just as Neville was secretly cheering himself up, a flash of light ahead caught his attention.

"Okay, let's stop chatting here, there are mycorrhizal crystals ahead."

Hearing Neville's words, the others fell silent, and the expressions on their faces became serious.

"Listen to me, I will pick the crystals according to my previous instructions, and we must strictly control the time.

As long as the seed amulet on your body starts to turn black, no matter whether you have successfully picked it or not, you must stop it immediately. I don't want to collect the corpse for you. "

Under Neville's repeated instructions, the team members started the work of picking mycorrhizal crystals.

Mycorrhizal crystals are special secretions of immortal fungi. They hang like water droplets at the ends of mycorrhizal roots, shining brightly and looking very beautiful.

However, it is not an easy task to remove it from the mycorrhiza.

Even if the ants are born with supernatural powers and have four arms, there is still no good way to face the indestructible mycorrhizal crystals.

Fortunately, the mycorrhizal crystal in front of me is no longer closely connected with the mycorrhizal. Everyone stepped on the time when the amulet turned completely black, and finally took it off.

Afterwards, under the leadership of Neville, the group came to a place where plant roots were grown with ease, and it was considered safe for the time being.

At this time, everyone was so tired that they didn't even want to speak.

The physical strength consumed by picking mycorrhizal crystals is not worth mentioning, but the vitality absorbed by mycorrhizal crystals is irreparable.

To stay in place in the mycorrhizal jungle is to commit suicide.

The group has already strictly controlled the time, but even so, they are still so tired. If they were replaced by inexperienced ones, they would probably be dead.

Neville glanced at the exhausted players and let them rest here.

But he himself cheered up and looked at the mycorrhizal crystal in his hand.

With nothing to do, he was going to read the memory of the earth stored in the crystal, and he felt that all the mysteries could be solved by this.

After all, living things can lie and make mistakes, but the memory of the earth cannot, and fragments of the past will be faithfully recorded in it.

Neville manipulated it skillfully, and the memory of the earth in the crystal poured out, instantly bringing him into a strange environment.

He rummaged through this unknown environment, trying to find valuable clues, but it was not an easy task.

The memory of the earth is a combination of time and space, and its capacity is very large, and it cannot be read in a short time.

And this thing is not like a drama story with ups and downs, many of its contents are boring repetitions.

Coupled with the loss of vitality before, it made Neville a little sleepy. Just as he was yawning and wandering around, someone who didn't pay attention suddenly stepped on his foot, and then fell into a bottomless hole among.

The sudden encounter directly frightened Neville.

During the continuous fall, he saw a familiar silver glow, and then an old voice sounded from the bottom of the abyss.

"Poor Star God, you, who seem to be immortal, are actually an outcast of the Creator just like me.

You are bound in the sky, and I am drowned in the bottomless hell. It is the situation of sympathy that makes us attract each other and meet here. "

"who are you?"

"Hehe, I am the master of the six realms of reincarnation, the ruler of hell, you can call me the tomb king."

(End of this chapter)