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Chapter 332

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A continent, an entire continent!

This universe ruin was actually formed from the collapse of an entire continent. This was something that no one had expected. It wasn't caused by the destruction of a star system.

A continent floating in space?

What was the principle behind this?



This didn't make sense.

Everyone frowned and pondered for a long time, but they still couldn't figure it out.

The ancient mythological civilization originally had too many secrets. It was very different from interstellar technology and was extremely hard to fathom.

The A.I. could only scan the many traces of the scene and conduct analysis to create a rough model. It wasn't able to recreate the scene back then 100%.

The scene before them was merely a simulation of the battlefield.

The truth of the ancient mythological civilization had experienced the flow of time and was about to be obliterated.

They still needed to spend a lot of time to figure it out. Only then would they be able to recreate the past bit by bit.

Everyone watched quietly.

In the scene, the shaman-demon war was still continuing.

In truth, what they saw was only the beginning.

This shaman-demon war had been going on for a long time. The intensity of the battle truly surpassed their imaginations. It was as though the heavens and earth were being destroyed. The stars dimmed and the sun and moon were inverted.

The aftershocks of the battle spread out. Everywhere they passed by, everything was destroyed.

The ancient shamans formed a military formation. They surged forward in an orderly manner like a tidal wave.

Every single one of them was as tall as a mountain, intending to crush all enemies who stood in their way into dust.

The black totems on their gigantic bodies shone with demonic light. There were all sorts of strange diagrams, huge eyes, mountains, dragons, snakes … An ancient and desolate aura radiated from them, filled with tyranny.

They wielded all sorts of primordial weapons made from beast bones and giant wood. They ruthlessly smashed down, causing the mountains to crumble.

All sorts of shaman arts gushed forth, forming a continuous stream. Flames blazed, ice currents surged, the earth quaked … Wave after wave of attacks came in an endless stream.

The other demon army was even more aggressive. Jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards galloped on the ground. Phoenixes, peacocks, nine-headed birds … A violent storm was created.

Demonic qi soared into the sky, blotting out the sun. Darkness enveloped the world, making it so dark that one couldn't even see their fingers if they stretched out their hands.

The shamans and demons fought each other, no longer distinguishing one from the other. There was me in you and you in me.

There was no order to it. There was only a bloodbath of flesh and blood, a battle of life and death.

The heavens and the earth were destroyed, and a shocking hole appeared on the ground. It was like an open wound, revealing the endless vacuum beneath the soil.

It was unknown how long this battle lasted. Even with the A.I. speeding up the playback, it still lasted for a full six hours.

After the shamans and demons left behind countless corpses, neither side was able to completely defeat the other, so they both retreated.

The War of the Shamans and Demons was the main theme of the Great Desolate Era. It lasted for tens of thousands of years.

Feng Lin and the others understood. What they saw was only a miniature version of the war between shamans and demons in this great era.

On the screen, the liches retreated and cleaned up the battlefield.

Compared to the Sorcerer Tribe, who had been carefully collecting the broken bones of their compatriots, the Demon Tribe did not care about the flesh and blood of their compatriots. Some of them even opened their bloody mouths and savagely devoured the bodies of their compatriots.

Seeing this, Feng Lin thought in his heart.

It was no wonder that in ancient times, the weak humans could counterattack the billions of demons and become the protagonists of the world. This kind of cohesiveness of cherishing their own kind was not something the demons could compare with.

Although the demons were powerful and were the most primitive hegemons of the world, they fought for themselves and were like a plate of loose sand. They would definitely lose.

History had already given the answer to the victor.

Humans became the only protagonists of the world.

The screen gradually dimmed. Everyone thought that the restored battlefield had ended just like that. However, the sky suddenly turned dark.

The sun, moon, and stars lost their color as the world turned completely dark.

Had it ended?

No, something was wrong!

This darkness didn't dissipate even after a long time.

"Quickly look!" A roar rang out.

Feng Lin and the others glanced over in shock. They only saw a gigantic mouth swallowing down, biting down on the ground together with the liches and demons.

Creak, creak!

An unpleasant sound rang out.

The ground was bitten into pieces and scattered everywhere. The edges of the ground were filled with bite marks.



The screen abruptly stopped. Light appeared in the flying shuttle once again. Everyone was immersed in the scene and couldn't recover from it even after a long time.

What was that?

Everyone exchanged mutual glances, unable to conceal the shock in their eyes.

That gigantic mouth of darkness was simply too terrifying, capable of devouring the heavens and earth. Once it swallowed down, it would be like the end of the world. Everything would be destroyed. Even if they only saw the ancient afterimage, their hearts were filled with boundless despair.

It was unknown how much time passed before they drew in a deep breath and regained their wits.

There were simply too many secrets left behind in the Ancient Mythological Civilization. Just a glimpse of it was enough to shock them.

"Everyone, let's act!" At this moment, Zhao Yue`e calmly spoke.

Sutt and the others all nodded. "Right!"

Numerous claws extended out from the flying shuttle, continuously grabbing at the surroundings.

The cabin door opened and numerous worker ant robots descended. They cut up the fossils and moved them into the flying shuttle.

"Something big has entered!" All of a sudden, Sutt exclaimed. He waved his sword and the cabin door of the flying shuttle opened.

A fossil that was as thick as a pillar was brought in. It was densely covered in spiral patterns, and the tip of its horn pointed towards the heavens. It released an ancient aura.

Zhao Yue`e, Sutt, and the others all stepped forward and personally handled this unknown gigantic horn. They carefully studied the spiral patterns as though they were studying ancient words.

They first used a soft brush to wipe the dust off the surface of the horn, revealing the original patterns. After that, they used their identity microchips to scan it, recording the complete information. After that, they cut it up and placed it into a test tube to store it for long-term storage …

This set of procedures was extremely complicated, but there was a complete set of procedures. They weren't doing it randomly.

Zhao Yue`e, Sutt, and the others were very familiar with the procedures. Clearly, this wasn't their first time doing this.

Even Iron Pillar, the black-skinned burly man, was working in an orderly manner. He exuded a strange sense of beauty akin to a giant embroidery.

Feng Lin silently marveled at the side. "What are you guys doing?"

"Oh! Feng Lin, the school hasn't officially started yet. No wonder you don't know about this! " Zhao Yue`e started for a moment before she smiled. "This is Mythology Archaeology, a compulsory subject in the Great Wall University. Every student has to learn it. The Ancient Mythological Civilization had been severed for a very long time. We have to conduct archaeology to find valuable items before we can gradually restore the truth of the Ancient Mythological Civilization. This is an interstellar subject formed by combining mythology and archaeology — Mythology Archaeology! The mythological gene system that we're cultivating now is built up bit by bit like this. It's a pity that 3,000 years is still too short. The Ancient Cultivation Civilization has long since walked out of the Milky Way Galaxy and is incomparably vast. Right now, we're merely restoring a small framework. There's still a very long way to go! … "

After speaking until here, she sighed and continued working.

"Mythology Archaeology?" Feng Lin silently nodded.

To be able to restore the mythological gene system from ruins, how difficult must it be? It was unimaginable. It required the hard work of countless human ancestors.

This Mythology Archaeology had been developed for so many years, and it was definitely a broad and profound subject.

Feng Lin seriously looked at it and memorized it in his heart, silently learning.

"Another big fellow has appeared!" The cabin door opened and a skeleton that looked like a fossil was moved in.

This was a gigantic bone bird that was over a hundred meters tall. It had a pair of wings and nine necks. Its heads had long since disappeared, and the places where they were severed were extremely neat. It was as if someone had beheaded it in an instant.

"What strange thing is this?" Sutt and the other westerners completely didn't understand. "In our western mythology, there's only a nine-headed snake monster. I've never heard of a nine-headed bird before. Zhao Yue`e, this place is the battlefield of the shamans and demons. Also, the Wudang Mountain that you came from has the most complete preservation of Huaxia Mythology. Can you guess what mythological monster this is? "

Zhao Yue`e frowned as she stared at the nine-headed bird's skeleton. She was filled with bewilderment and only spoke after a long time. "If I didn't see wrongly, this should be the skeleton of a nine-headed bird. It's also known as a Nine-Phoenix!"

"So this is the case." Sutt and the others had looks of admiration on their faces.

As expected of Zhao Yue`e, she even knew such obscure mythological knowledge.

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly rang out. Feng Lin calmly spoke.

"Wrong. Although this is a nine-headed bird, it isn't a Nine-Phoenix. It's a Uhuo bird! "

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