Hence, the northern offense did not stop. Instead, they increased their investment. A large number of veteran superhumans were mobilized from the battlefields around Dragon City to provide reinforcements. The Supernatural Tower and the universities brought out the cultivation resources they had accumulated for decades as rewards. The spirit energy and runic symbol technology research centers, monster research centers, and zombie research centers also brought out all sorts of advanced technology that had yet to be verified. They looked as if they were going to decide whether Dragon City would rise or fall in this battle.
However, when the murderous humans rushed into Shattered Starlake, which was now raining cats and dogs, they discovered something that gave them an even greater headache.
The monsters were evolving.
The monsters in the past were affected by spirit energy, and their genes were not stable. Their evolution speed was one hundred times faster than the creatures on Earth.
But now, their evolution speed seemed to have increased by ten times.
It was as if the gears of evolution had been damaged, and the limit on their speed had been broken. Regardless of whether they were animals, plants, fungi, bacteria, or viruses, all of them were mutating madly at an unbelievable speed.
In the beginning, the mutation was only limited to the organs.
The venomous spikes of the Ghost-arrow Pigs became longer and sharper, and they could shoot even further away. They could originally be blocked by explosion-proof shields, but now, they could pierce half an inch into alloy armor. Once they pierced a human's skull, they could even pierce it.
The Hundred-eyed Toads could jump even higher and secrete more acid. The acid's corrosive properties became stronger, and it became more volatile. When it was two meters above the ground, it turned into an acid fog that went everywhere.
Even if the humans avoided the acid attack, they could easily come into contact with and breathe in the acid fog, which burned their retinas and respiratory tracts.
The Wolf Crocodiles' bite strength had also increased by leaps and bounds. After they evolved, the Wolf Crocodiles looked like they had two chainsaws in their mouths. When they bit down on a human wearing a strengthened exoskeleton, they activated Death Spin, and there was a possibility that they could tear off a human's limbs along with the strengthened exoskeleton.
The mutation in the organs alone was enough to give low-grade superhumans a headache.
And the monsters' fighting intelligence also became more developed.
It was as if all the stupid monsters were killed by humans, so the more cunning monsters could survive and reproduce.
They knew how to use all sorts of tactics to fight against humans. They could set up ambushes, ambushes, pretend to be dead, lure the enemy deeper into their territory, and even surround them to attack reinforcements.
Even a lone monster that was originally alone had gradually developed the habit of forming a group.
Monsters were used to living in groups to begin with, so when they gathered together from dozens of settlements, they formed a mighty monster horde. Every single time, they dealt an unbearable blow to the lone human hunters.
What was even more terrifying was that the monsters of different races were showing signs of working together.
Monsters were mortal enemies. Before humans transmigrated to the Other World, they had fought against each other and devoured each other for tens of thousands of years. It was difficult to imagine that a liger-type monster would work together with a Demonic Halberd Pig or other artiodactyl-type monster, much less work together with a reptilian-type monster.
From a species perspective, the difference between Demonic Halberd Pigs and Hundred-eyed Toads might be even greater than the difference between Demonic Halberd Pigs and humans. After all, no matter how strange Demonic Halberd Pigs and humans were in each other's eyes, they were still mammals.
But now, under the humans' powerful offense, the monsters faced the threat of survival, and they broke free of the shackles of their instincts. They gradually noticed the benefits of having different races and different soldier types working together.
Because of it, the humans were in an even worse situation.
Originally, when they faced a single type of monster, even if it was a monster horde, they could always find the best way to counter it. If the monsters were skilled in close-quarters combat, they would defend their fortresses and wait for the monsters to take the initiative to charge at them. Then, they would die in front of the humans' heavy machine guns and rocket launchers. If the monsters were skilled in long-distance attacks, they would first carpet bomb them and use smoke bombs to block their vision. Then, the superhumans would rush forward and fight with their bayonets.
In the past few decades of the Monster War, these simple and crude tactics had never failed.
But now, the classic tactics used in textbooks were leading to even more devastating casualties.
There were no longer any cheers or laughter in the eastern and western bases.
Practically every day, there were injured people covered in blood who were carried back to the bases by comrades who were also covered in wounds.
There were even more young superhumans with bright futures who were placed in black body bags and carried back by numb classmates.
They were considered lucky to have their corpses intact.
Many of them disappeared without a trace in just a few seconds after they stepped into the swamp in the depths of the fog. Perhaps one day, when the humans completely conquered Shattered Starlake and drained all the swamps, they would be able to find their incomplete corpses in the depths of the swamp.
The bases were enveloped in a tragic atmosphere.
But regardless of whether it was the seniors who had seen an even more devastating war burn the entire city or the fearless newbies, none of them lost their fighting spirit.
Instead, they threw themselves into the battle that would decide Dragon City's future with even greater passion.
All sorts of new weapons, new technology, new martial arts, and new ideals were hotly discussed and sought after. From normal soldiers to superhumans, all of them were eager to find "secret weapons" to solve the problem of the continuous upgrading of the monsters.
The evolution and mutation of monsters was also the hottest topic among the students during their "sleeping sessions" at night.
"Monsters have always learned very quickly," Meng Chao said to the students one night during their "sleeping sessions".
One night, when they were having a "sleeping session", Meng Chao told the students, "We originally didn't notice this because we killed practically all the monsters who accidentally entered Dragon City because of the space-time ripples, so they didn't have the chance to learn.
"Aside from the Apocalyptic Beasts who were so strong that they could slaughter their way into Dragon City and flee while surrounded by Deity Realm superhumans, the normal monsters and middle-grade superbeasts living in the wild don't understand the terrors of human civilization. They don't have the experience or the motivation to upgrade.
"But as humans expanded on a large scale, we came to the monsters' home ground to fight. We used the advantage of the environment, and many of the normal monsters were injured but didn't die when they came into contact with us.
"There's a saying in the military that the veterans who survived several fierce battles and can fight again are equivalent to five to ten ignorant new soldiers. It's the same for the monsters.
"When the monsters fled back to their nests, they could naturally teach their fighting experience against humans to more monsters. They could also use some sort of … mystical method to activate the power hidden in the deepest parts of their genes. Then, their limbs, organs, and brains would all be upgraded so that they would be more suited to fighting against humans.
"Survival of the fittest is the survival of the fittest. I believe that none of the monsters who managed to survive in the brutal environment of Monster Mountain Range are stupid or weak. Over the past millions of years, they've never run into opponents as strange as humans, which is why we caught them off guard." But after half a century of survival of the fittest, the monsters who can't get used to fighting against humans have practically all been eliminated. The monsters who survived will definitely bring us more trouble.
"So, we can't continue thinking that we can win in one fell swoop like a hot knife through butter. The real Monster War has just begun!"
His words caused the students to fall silent.
After a while, someone grumbled, "There are too many monsters. I thought that we cleared 70% of Shattered Starlake and killed most of the monsters. I didn't expect that after a few days of heavy rain, these bastards would appear endlessly from the swamp, and they're even fiercer and more cunning than before.
"Say, forget about the pests, but there are also so many jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards. It doesn't make sense!
"Where did they hide in the first place? What did they eat? How did they maintain such a large population? It's like after we came to the Other World, not only have the laws of physics been distorted, even the laws of the ecosystem and food chain have been broken! "
"Perhaps monsters aren't natural products to begin with?"
After fighting for an entire day, Meng Chao was exhausted. "They're biological weapons that can be mass-produced."
The students were stunned. "What did you say?"
Meng Chao was stunned as well.
He did not know what he was saying either.
…
The students were finding it harder and harder to understand Meng Chao.
The thing that puzzled them the most was whether he was lucky to have chosen the creator of the Ultimate Style, Gu Jianbo, as his personal tutor, or did he really have a secret no one knew about and knew that the Ultimate Style was about to shine brilliantly?
While the Monster War became more intense, and the old styles, weapons, and martial arts clashed against each other until they bled, brand new styles, ideologies, and battle strategies appeared on the stage that would eventually belong to them.
Among them, the Ultimate Style was undoubtedly the most eye-catching.
Over the past month or so, the number of students who learned the Ultimate Style from Gu Jianbo through distance education increased to nearly one hundred and fifty people.
With the support of Agricultural University's martial arts course's Dean Zong and Yan Organization's sponsorship, the number of Ultimate Style cultivation cabins that were sent to the frontlines had reached ten. They were basically enough for low-grade superhumans to train for half an hour every day.
Aside from Wu Wu and Chu Feixiong, most of the students were not as strong as Meng Chao, who could withstand the dual stimulation of high-density gene medicine and powerful electricity and clear 1,024 branch meridians in one go.
But even if they only cleared one to two hundred branch meridians or even fifty to increase their senses by 5%, when they were on a battlefield where danger lurked everywhere and life and death could be decided in an instant, the results would still be different.
Before the storm, whether they practiced the Ultimate Style or not did not affect the results of the battle.
After all, the people who practiced the Ultimate Style were the ones ranked at the bottom of the freshmen. It was very difficult for them to go through a complete transformation in just a short ten days to half a month. Besides, Meng Chao and Gu Jianbo had advised them not to use their killing moves and try their best to suppress the urge to create their spirit energy magnetic fields. The switch between the old and new fighting styles caused them to be unable to get used to them in a short period of time. Their data and fighting process were nothing special, and they were not famous.
After the storm, everything became different.
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