When this happened more than one hundred times in a regular pattern, Meng Chao finally realized that the ancient people were using a mysterious and unfathomable weapon to fight against the monster horde that would devour them.
He originally thought that it was something like a cell disintegration cannon.
Through high-frequency tremors, all the cells in the carbon-based life forms would resonate.
Then, with the continuously magnifying resonance, the complete life forms would be reduced to split cells.
But regardless of whether it was the ancient insect's compound eyes or Meng Chao's superhuman vision, they could all see objects at the level of bacteria.
Even if they were instantly disintegrated into cells, it was impossible for there to be no signs and no traces.
Meng Chao had seen hundreds of insect-type monsters disappear.
But he could not find the reason for their disappearance.
Combining the characteristics of the primordial civilization, Zhang Xuan pondered for a long time before coming to a realization.
The insect-type monsters were not disintegrated into cells or basic elements that were even smaller than cells.
Instead, they were "teleported" away.
Aside from biochemical technology and spirit energy technology, the technology the ancient civilization was most proud of was instant teleportation.
They could teleport an entire city and all the intelligent life forms living in it to the other side of the galaxy. They could then accurately "land" on the surface of a habitable planet and perfectly blend into the local geology and ecosystem.
It could allow intelligent life forms to instantly move from point to point on the surface of a planet without any obstacles blocking them.
Before reading the microcomputer memories, Meng Chao had thought that instant teleportation or transmigration was the most developed technology in the transportation field.
Only now did he realize that in addition to transportation, this technology could also be used for killing!
It must be noted that when Project 101 was conducting the 'short-distance instantaneous movement on the surface of a planet' experiment, they had to tread on thin ice as if they were treading on thin ice. They had to repeatedly correct and confirm all the working parameters so that hundreds of thousands of parameters were accurate to dozens of decimal places.
If there was a 1% error in one of the parameters, there was a high possibility that the person would be sent hundreds of kilometers away from their destination.
This was the literal meaning of the saying, "The slightest error can lead to a huge error."
And since there was no other portal hundreds of kilometers away from their destination, the person could safely and steadily "land" on it.
The teleporters who appeared in the void out of nowhere would often turn into a cluster of bloody mist. They would either be embedded in mountains, teleported out of the atmosphere and frozen into ice, or teleported to the deep sea and squeezed into a meat pie as thin as a cicada's wing, and so on.
Under such circumstances, even the luckiest teleporter would only be left with a 'whole corpse' with broken bones and ruptured internal organs.
Regardless of whether it was Meng Chao or all the researchers of Project 101, they had a deep impression of the transporters who sacrificed themselves heroically.
They worked day and night to prevent such a tragedy from happening again.
Because of this, countless researchers worked so hard that their hair turned white. In fact, when they were busy with their work, they activated spirit flames that were too strong without their knowledge, and countless brain cells were burned to death. They went through spirit energy deviation and died.
However, Meng Chao suddenly had a thought. What if he did not "avoid" it but "allowed" it to happen?
Destruction is always easier than construction.
"Teleporting an object to the depths of the ocean, the crust, or the vacuum of the universe that is full of radiation casually" was, of course, a hundred times easier than "teleporting a carbon-based intelligent life to a certain point a thousand kilometers away precisely, in terms of height, distance, and coordinates, without any deviation of one millimeter".
So …
"This isn't a cell decomposition cannon, it's a teleportation cannon!"
Meng Chao instantly understood. "The ancient people have already weaponized teleportation technology and created these terrifying weapons to teleport monsters away!
"It doesn't matter where they are teleported to. The Other World is similar to Earth. 70% of its surface is the ocean, and beneath it is boiling magma and sturdy rocks. Even if they are teleported beyond the atmosphere, they will only be thousands of kilometers away. With the technology of the ancient civilization, they can do it as easily as blowing off dust!
"As long as they land in the deep sea, the rock stratum, or beyond the atmosphere, no matter how strong they are, they will die!"
A scene rose in Meng Chao's mind.
A ferocious monster with bared fangs and claws was originally swinging its mandibles while it charged toward the ancient city.
The next second, its vision turned black, and it was suddenly teleported to an underground crack that had a diameter of less than five millimeters.
No matter how sturdy its shell, how strong its flesh, and how sharp its fangs and mandibles were, they were instantly squashed into pulp and filled up the entire crack.
In fact, even the depths of its cells were filled with the basic elements that formed rocks.
It turned into a deformed and twisted statue made of flesh and stone.
Meng Chao could not help but shudder.
This was the worst way to die.
It was much more terrifying than being cut into pieces, having the brain spontaneously burn, and having its cells disintegrate.
But the next second, he realized that his thoughts were off.
The ancient people did not teleport the monsters to the deep sea, the crust, or the atmosphere hundreds of kilometers away.
They only teleported them to the monster horde that was hundreds of meters away, dozens of meters away, or even just a few meters away.
To the ancient people, making an object instantly move a few meters away was a child's play. It was as easy as blowing off dust.
But in the raging monster horde, all the monsters rubbed against each other. Their curved fangs, claws, and mandibles were often stuck together.
There was no extra space between the monsters to accommodate another monster that had been sent over for some unknown reason.
When two or even three or four monsters squeezed into the same space, a tragedy happened.
Their cells and cells, bones and bones, nerves and nerves, internal organs and internal organs were all forcibly fused together.
Many of the monsters exploded and turned into bloody mist.
Quite a number of monsters turned into Siamese twins, and in the next second, they died because their organs were squeezed together and ruptured.
Some of the high-grade monsters' beast cores, which were the crystallized spirit energy contained in their bodies or the high-grade crystals and high-density spirit liquid they ate, crashed violently against each other, squeezed against each other, and reacted with each other.
They instantly exploded and turned into huge balls of light that dragged all the monsters within a circular area of one hundred meters into hell!
If the monster was teleported to the deep sea or the depths of the crust, only one monster would die, and a lot more spirit energy would be used up.
But if the monster was teleported into the monster horde, it could trigger a chain reaction and kill a few or even dozens of monsters in one go. Since the teleportation distance was very short, the spirit energy used up was insignificant.
This was the ancient people's killing art.
It was simple, precise, elegant, and meticulous as well as calm.
As he faced the ancient people's mysterious and unbelievable killing art, even Meng Chao, who was a spectator, felt his soul shudder.
This feeling was different from the shudders he felt when he faced the Apocalyptic Beasts.
The latter was just fear. It was an instinctive fear that came from the genetic level.
The former was not just fear, but also respect. They had the urge to worship the ancient civilization.
Any army that ran into such a mysterious and unfathomable attack would return in defeat. In fact, they might even collapse.
Unfortunately, the ones attacking were not armies.
Instead, it was a monster horde.
Soldiers would be afraid and retreat. They would realize that there was an insurmountable gap between them and their enemies, and they would fall into despair until they broke down.
Monsters would not.
The lower-grade insect-type monsters would have a hard time understanding just what sort of mysterious and terrifying attack the ancient civilization had launched, so they would not respect and fear Meng Chao had.
They did not even understand the meaning of life and death. They were not truly carbon-based intelligent life forms. They were just extensions of their mother's will and pawns for microbrains.
There were just too many monsters.
Regardless of how the dazzling crystal porcupines shone at the perimeter of the ancient city or how they fired spirit flames and mystic lights to create bubbles in the monster horde, they used amazing methods to kill tens of thousands of monsters.
There were tens of millions or even billions of monsters in the monster horde, so the losses they suffered were just a drop in the ocean.
Many of the monsters froze, spontaneously combusted, were crushed, destroyed, or sent into other monsters' bodies, which led to a series of explosions. Piercing fireballs tumbled about, contracted, and floated around. They spat out mushroom clouds that looked ferocious.
But even more monsters moved forward to fill the holes, extinguish the flames, and flatten the mushroom clouds. They also tore apart the frozen carcasses of their own kind in front of them without hesitation and devoured the torn flesh and blood. They did not waste even the slightest bit of energy.
Then, their momentum did not slow down. They continued moving forward.
The distance of nearly one hundred kilometers was devoured by the raging monster horde in the blink of an eye.
They were already close to the wall formed by the crystal shields.
In fact, the seemingly pure and transparent crystal shields were covered in dense spirit tattoos that looked like 3D circuit diagrams. Rays of spirit light flowed swiftly inside them, and they rose on the surface of the shields in the form of octagonal runic symbols. They formed murderous spirit energy magnetic fields around the entire city.
The ancient people seemed to have noticed that their city had reached its final moment.
The crystal porcupines spun faster, and all their spikes turned into colorful rings of light. They were like tops that let out piercing screeches.
The frequency at which the colorful rays shot out became higher. Countless rays fused together, and they looked like huge Death Scythes that swept through the monster horde and harvested them.
When the distance was nearly one hundred kilometers, the ancient people's attacks could at most create a bubble with a diameter of one hundred meters in the monster horde.
But now, with just one harvest from the Death Scythes, they could easily create a death zone that was nearly one thousand meters wide and five hundred meters deep.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
