All along, the Harlet Wasteland had been the most special region.
When the entire world was almost covered in fog, only this place had half a year of thunderstorms and half a year of fog.
It was as if the boundless thunderclouds had dispelled the fog and forcefully obtained half a year of light in the dark world, resulting in the birth of Cape Town and a series of festivals.
But in reality, this didn't make sense.
The fog couldn't be dispelled completely. First of all, the Black Fog's ability rating was quite high. It was so high that 99% of the Aishi People's abilities were meaningless in front of it.
Secondly, the Chaos was a part of the world. It had no limits.
If you spent a lot of effort to forcefully dispel the fog in this area, the fog in other areas would swarm in.
The worst part was that even if you created a large vacuum, the world would feel that it lacked this "element" and actively create all kinds of Chaos, similar to a self-generating ability.
Dispelling the fog before its mission was completed? That was impossible. It was just like the existence of the world's laws. You couldn't create a large area of zero gravity on Earth.
So, the dispelling of the fog back then was actually a misconception, a misconception distorted by what one saw and common sense. It was the imagination of the people of Cape Town.
What intelligent life triumphing over nature? What Seymour people's wisdom and glory? What Daybreak and Sun Festival? Just like the Solar Eclipse of the Heavenly Dog back then, they were all 'common sense' that the later generations didn't know how to evaluate. Treating it as a custom wasn't bad, but as for the truth and truth, forget about it … Just like how many people back then treated the Solar Eclipse of the Heavenly Dog as the only truth, even now, there were still many people who linked Jiaocheng to the Thunder Season, linking the thunderstorm to the dispelling of the fog.
As for the true situation, the Truth Symposium's big shots would conduct detailed research and verify it with the Titan Giants.
"The fog turned into thunderclouds and then transformed into the purest Thunder Element. This is the birth of a new Elemental Plane."
When this conclusion was confirmed, the approximate location of the four Elemental Planes was also revealed. The pursuers only needed to chase after the area where the fog dissipated the fastest and was the thinnest, and they would be able to determine which Elemental Plane was about to be born.
The fog would eventually disperse. A world couldn't be forever dark and sleep in a hotbed of Chaos forever.
At the same time, the dispersing fog was also a declaration, a bugle call.
"Area D37 and Area F26 both have highly active elemental reactions. If it's not an elemental natural disaster, then it should be the awakening of some super life form."
"Has Titan confirmed it?"
"No. They don't know what it is either. They said that there shouldn't be any of their people left in the Wilderness. There's a high chance that it's a descendant of another race. "
"Alright. In that case, send someone to communicate and send two ships to express our 'friendliness'. "
Nobody could say for sure what would happen over a long period of time. However, in a world where elemental power existed, the upper limit of an individual's evolution would be incredibly high. Countless species would naturally accumulate a tremendous amount of powerful individuals over a long period of time. Considering how Ansorenne had created the Elemental Tide, the threshold for becoming undying would be quite low.
Most super life forms would rise and fall along with their species, disappearing into the river of history. However, there would always be some who would surpass the limits of time and era, becoming true undying existences.
Their species might die, their surroundings would change, the world would still be dark, and even their enemies would be dead. However, they would still be in complete darkness wherever they went. Even if they walked for several years, they might still be walking around in circles. The lives of undying existences were quite mysterious.
Sleeping, hibernating, being sealed, self-sealing — these were probably the choices that many existences had no choice but to make. Just like how Rorschach's Titan was hibernating in his cave, as well as the volcano Titan who was sealed. Such existences would probably still be able to survive in this generation.
Now that the environment had greatly changed, the mist had dissipated, and the Four Elemental Planes had risen. Countless Divine Concepts and Divine Positions were empty. Even if these super life forms hadn't been awakened by the drastic changes in the environment, nor had they set the conditions to wake up, their survival instincts and evolutionary instincts would still tell them: "Your chance is here. If you don't wake up now, you'll miss out on this generation."
If there was still no reaction, the large eyeball on top of their heads would give them a high sense of danger, as well as the physical changes it would bring to them would cause them to fall into a dangerous situation where they would either die or mutate if they didn't wake up. Not many would be able to sleep in such an environment.
This wasn't a special case in the Harlet Wastelands. Right now, all of Ansorenne was filled with such existences. Ancient Gods, gigantic beasts, tentacle monsters, smelly human jerky, rotten bananas … Although it was a bit strange and exaggerated, these super life forms' structures and characteristics were all unimaginable. There was nothing impossible about them.
It was already quite rare for them to be able to conform to human standards of beauty. A path of self-evolution without any reference or thought was possible for any type of monster to be born. The result of being overly functional would probably be abnormal no matter how you looked at it.
In the past half a month, quite a few super life forms had appeared in the Harlet Federation. Some of them were buried deep underground, some sealed themselves in amber, and some suddenly jumped out from half-planes.
At first, the super life form that suddenly appeared caused a series of problems. Among them, there was even a powerful life form that had experience in negotiating with intelligent life forms. It was a three-headed SemiDragon that had been left behind from an unknown generation.
After he woke up, he intended to bewitch some mortals into creating a sect that worshipped him. He first found a group of people to help him hunt and build a nest … Didn't this sound familiar? These days, all the Evil God sects were using the same method. Their method of finding slaves to do free labor was the same.
"Just show off some supernatural abilities, scare them with the apocalypse, and tempt them with strength, immortality, and so on. Then, I'll be able to obtain a large number of slaves. I can also understand the progress of the current generation. If there are no opponents, I'll crush them. If there are opponents, I'll hide and prepare for a sneak attack. Or, I'll send people to infiltrate."
Needless to say, if this was a few decades ago, the success rate of this method wouldn't be low. But now … By noon the next day, there was an entire fleet of three SemiDragon squatting on top of his head.
That three-headed SemiDragon already had a Divine Personality. He could be considered as a native God. His strength and level weren't low. Originally, the surveillance equipment in Vila Nova Dônia wouldn't be able to detect him.
But on the second morning after he woke up, all the organizations in Vila Nova Dônia knew about him … In just one morning, they received more than three hundred reports. It was impossible to pretend that they didn't know anything.
"Do you think that our anti-cult office is fake?! We've made blackboard announcements in every community. In every neighborhood committee, there are commissioners helping to spread anti-cult knowledge. Everyone has received an anti-cult pamphlet. There are even rewards for reporting. This method of enticement is so crude that it makes me want to cry. It's a total waste of our bonus budget. "
Thus, the new honorary citizens of the Halait Federation were even happier.
It was obvious that the people of Halait would choose to absorb and accept these elders who suddenly woke up if they didn't pose too much of a threat.
After all, during a war, no matter how many cannon fodders there were, they wouldn't mind … Cough cough, everyone was an intelligent life. They had the same ancestors and the same home. They had the same pressure to resist the Evil Gods of the universe together. Everything could be discussed.
In reality, most of these fellows who suddenly woke up weren't to be trifled with. But soon, after experiencing the "goodwill" of the people of Halait who brought their fleet, top-notch combat power, and battle groups, those who were still alive would become quite easy to deal with.
And with the existence of the large eyeball on top of his head, he could save on all the nonsense. All he had to do was provide them with a place to stay under the protection of the mist, and they would obediently report to him in New Donia.
These existences would be incorporated into the first legion of Halait. This was the most experienced battle group in the country. There were enough veterans and experts to command them.
It was also them who were the first to face the vanguard of the Evil Gods head-on. The entire country entered the rhythm of the Dimensional War.
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