"It seems like they won't be able to complete your mission."
This was the interior of something in the void.
A furry ball and a creature of the church covered in tentacles were together, discussing a topic that they had been discussing the entire time.
It was about the battle of the Primordial realm.
"Your race is extremely powerful," said the creature. "I'm rather surprised that they can fight here, but you've helped them a lot. Even if they don't directly engage in battle, I'm certain that's the case."
"In your world, those races don't have the ability to face all the dangers on their own. Do you plan on using this battle to let them grow? Let them learn from the race that's best at learning? "said the creature," But I don't think that's meaningful. "
"Then …" The furry ball said, "Do you wish for me to directly engage in battle?"
"Yes … The great Transpirator wishes for you to engage in battle." The creature waved its tentacles, and color suddenly appeared on the dark ground. "But the one on the battlefield right now isn't you, but … them."
Amidst the colors on the ground, a scene in the void was displayed.
… …
Countless insects flew around. They flew on the surface of a Tumbler, and endless troops flew over from the surface to join them. As a result, the insect swarm continued to grow.
"So there are actually so many troops here?"
Bloodmist was currently outside the space station. He controlled the mechanical Water Gourd and hovered in the void as he watched the insect army surge over from the surface. He could sense that their chances of victory were slowly increasing.
Although these troops were extremely … few compared to the Primordial realm army flying over from afar. The Primordial realm flying machines were so densely packed that they even blotted out the starry sky, replacing it with their own light.
"These are the troops that have been produced in the abandoned world recently," said Cryopteris, "And that's not all. Do you know why I'm sending you out?"
"Huh?" Bloodmist was taken aback. "Why?"
"Because I want you to command your troops."
The moment the Explosive Howler Bug finished speaking, a bright light appeared in front of Blood Mist. He saw a large ship made of golden metal slowly flying towards him.
"This is … a ship from Dreamscape?" Bloodmist could not help but become rather stunned when he saw the familiar sight.
"Huh! Grandmaster Bloodmist! " On the deck of the ship, there was a neat row of Emerald Dragon soldiers in sealed armor. The one at the front raised his hand and said to the blood mist, "We are here on the king's orders to participate in this great war. We will definitely win!"
"Caw!" All the guards behind it simultaneously struck a victory pose commonly used by the army.
"Caw … Caw?" However, one of the Emerald Dragons didn't have a firm grip on the ground and floated up from the deck.
"I didn't expect our fleet to come as well …" Blood Fog realized that there was a large fleet following behind the ship. These ships all had shiny silver shells and were filled with Emerald Dragon soldiers.
"Very good …"
The Blood Mist felt its blood boiling in its brain. It quickly flew over and dragged the floating soldier back to the deck.
It stood at the bow of the ship and shouted at all the soldiers, "Ga! For the king, we will win! "
"Gawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!"
"We will also participate in the battle." At this moment, another voice rang out in the Blood Mist's ears. It turned around and discovered that a fleet had appeared beside the Emerald Dragon fleet.
The thing that this fleet was riding … looked like a huge piece of wood. However, it was not an Emerald Dragon but a Skeleton Dragon.
"They're here too?" Blood Fog said, "This feeling is really …"
"Disgusting!" Scorpion's roar rang out in the Blood Mist's ears, "Why is it that only a weak little Terror like you has an army? I want an army too! "
"Your commanding ability is too weak. There are no troops for you to command," Cryopteris said, "But you can use some special things to fight."
"What?" Scorpion cried out, "Give me those things!"
… … …
"Are you sure you want them to fight?"
The church creature said to Pomfret, "You might think that the Primordial Realm has failed many times and lost two worlds, but don't think that they are weak. At the very least, when the Primordial Realm moves out at full strength, the species in your world … will find it very difficult to fight them."
"Why do you want me to fight so much?" Pomfret asked.
"I've already said it a long time ago. The great Transpirator is trying to understand you," the church creature said. "We don't know enough details. Although we believe that you are the most suitable thing to become a Transpirator, we don't know enough details, so …"
"What you want to know isn't the information on the surface," Pomfret said, "but the information on the inside."
"No, we want to know everything," the church creature said. "The species chosen by the Transpirator will be studied in all aspects. They must be suitable …"
"I know." Pomfret said, "What you want to know is the warping device … the reaction when it comes into contact with me."
"… Yes," the church creature said after a pause, "This is a rather important reason. The devices obtained by the Primordial Realm can't unleash all of their 'power', but the primitive devices are different."
"The Primordial Realm has always wanted to know the secrets of the devices. They tried to contact those things, the primitive devices … Those things are very far away, but they still managed to contact them," the church creature said. The creature of the Order said, "The primitive device has great power and can affect the 'mind' of living creatures in many ways. Is it effective on you? At the same time, we want to know about the devices and the people who created them … They … are very mysterious. Although they can't affect the Transpirator, they are still worth paying attention to. "
"We feel like we can understand many things if you come into contact with the Primordial Realm. You've noticed this, so you don't come into contact with the Primordial Realm and fight them directly?" The church creature said, "But we can still understand you through other methods."
"That's not completely the case," said Pomfret.
"You need to know … whether the Primordial Realm wins or not, it's very likely that they'll complete their mission," said the church creature, "… Your world will evaporate."
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