"What are you talking about?" Li Xiang looked back. Wei Sangsang had stopped massaging and was standing behind him timidly, looking at him with a smile.
"I'm talking about Loulan, Commander." Wei Sangsang gently stroked the light yellow uniform on her body, a trace of gentleness and guilt in her eyes. "This is the gathering place of Loulan, the frontline defensive position of the human camp. We have guarded this land for generations, resisting the invasion of disasters for the humans.
"As far as I know, the first line of defense against disasters is the Great Wall of Disasters." Li Xiang frowned. Faced with Wei Sangsang's sudden change, he felt something in his heart and somewhat understood the Goddess of Disasters' intentions.
"That's probably something from your era." Wei Sangsang smiled faintly and pointed at her uniform. "In our era, the human camp has already reached the end of the road. The human gathering place is falling apart from the inside. I didn't expect that in the end, the first line of destruction would be Loulan."
"We … are not people of the same era." Li Xiang let out a long breath. Coming to this conclusion and hearing it from Wei Sangsang's mouth made it difficult for a reincarnated person like him to accept.
"That's right, we … are just the souls of the ancient Loulan. In this catastrophe, Shadowstream Fjord was destroyed, the E-1004 unit was completely wiped out, and our commander was killed by mutants in the last bloody battle." A trace of loneliness flashed across Wei Sangsang's face. "In the battle just now, our last line of defense was destroyed by the mutant ghost. I watched them invade the fjord and hunt down the humans, but I was helpless."
"Thank you, Commander. It was you who finally let me see a long-awaited victory. It turns out that we had a chance to win. " Wei Sangsang smiled sweetly. The loss of this battle had been hovering in her mind for countless years. As a soul of the dead, it was extremely painful to repeat the obsession in her heart day and night.
The fat mutant ghost was the pain in the hearts of all the warriors, and today, it was finally hunted down by Li Xiang, fulfilling an impossible dream in their hearts.
"No wonder you can't perform magic despite being a Level-1 Magician." Li Xiang sighed. Uniforms, combat style, strange mutants … All kinds of signs indicated that the Goddess of Calamity's projection was not the history of their era, but these familiar things did not seem to be compiled.
The Goddess of Calamity's simulations always had a special purpose. Since she wanted to use Ancient Loulan to simulate the war between the humans and the Calamities, it meant that part of this bloody war must be real.
"So you found out long ago." Wei Sangsang nodded approvingly. She admired this commander whom she had only known for less than a day. She did not know which era he came from, but from the way he fought, he must have come from a more distant future.
To have such powerful combat strength at such a young age, they should have been able to expel the calamities in their era, right?
This was the long-cherished wish of the human faction for generations. Generation after generation worked tirelessly to achieve this goal. Even though many people had chosen to forget their own circumstances and experiences as the gears of history turned, there was always a group of people who wanted to shatter this cage and walk out of the Great Wall of Calamity to see the wider world beyond.
This was the true spark of humanity.
"So, in the era of Ancient Loulan, you also faced the threat of the calamities?" In Li Xiang's memory, Loulan existed in the ancient era of the Blue Planet in his previous life. At that time, it was part of the archaeology.
Did this mean that the Loulan era was before the Blue Planet era?
In other words, the calamities did not suddenly descend at the end of the Blue Planet era, but had always existed in the periphery of this world?
"Yes." Wei Sangsang nodded.
According to Wei Sangsang, the destruction of Ancient Loulan represented the shattering of human civilization. This era had come to an end, and the Blue Planet era was the rise of new humans.
The destruction of the Blue Planet was also the end of a human era.
"So, humans are being destroyed again and again, and the calamities will always exist, quietly waiting for the recovery of humans, but once again … harvesting leeks?!" Li Xiang had the memories of two lifetimes, so he had a high ability to accept and understand these things.
Wei Sangsang nodded. She originally thought that it would be difficult to explain these things to him, but she did not expect him to understand so quickly.
"Yes, we, the souls of the dead, are here to tell you these things. As long as you come here and complete our regrets, you will be able to get this information." Wei Sangsang looked at him. "This is also the reason for our existence. We are constantly fighting, constantly waiting for new people to come, and then waiting for you to win, to tell us the information, or to watch you die."
Was this one of the intentions of the Goddess of Disaster in setting up this trial?
"Then, have you seen many people like me before?" Li Xiang asked in a low voice.
"Yes, you are my one thousand and sixty-second commander. Before you, only thirty-one people succeeded in killing the Mutant Ghost." Wei Sangsang's smile was full of fatigue.
This meant that she had already experienced such a battle and such a scene more than a thousand times, constantly repeating it. Even if she became a soul of the dead, she could not rest in peace.
This kind of life was too painful, wasn't it?
As if she had sensed Li Xiang's thoughts, she smiled faintly and shook her head. "My body was annihilated in that bloody battle. Since my soul has always existed, we should continue our will. When you have truly defeated the Goddess of Disaster, we can rest in peace. Otherwise, I have to keep passing on this will, this fact, and wait for the final person."
She looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, but what she said at this moment made Li Xiang tremble. It was as if he had once again heard the voice of the Polar night Magician when he passed on the idea of the lighthouse.
After the destruction of the Blue Planet, the sages who built the seven continents, among the group of lighthouse players, must have come here once, learned the truth from Wei Sangsang, and decided to fight for it for the rest of their lives!
"I understand. I will inherit your will." Li Xiang nodded heavily. He had felt the weight of being a member of the human camp countless times from all kinds of people. He gradually understood why those sages were so crazy and persistent.
This was not the will and philosophy of one person or a group of people. This was the everything of an entire generation, countless generations!
"Thank you."
Bang!
The door to the lounge was pushed open.
"Li Xiang, I have something to do …" Chen Fan rushed in with a panicked expression. It seemed that he also knew the truth. "Looks like you already know?"
"Yes, maybe more than you know." Li Xiang had also experienced the Blue Planet era, so this history was clearer to him, and he was even more horrified by it.
It turned out that generations of humans, one era after another, were just prey raised by the Goddess of Disaster.
It was no wonder that Bai Lili was so sure that even Level 9 players did not have the ability to change the fate of humans. In the Loulan era, even the Goddess of Disaster was very rare, and this era of humans was completely wiped out.
Looking back, until now, there were many amazing Level 9 players among the humans. There were even players like her who were above Level 9, but they still hid behind the Great Wall of Disaster, guarding the seven continents, not daring to go out.
The difference in strength was really too big.
For most people like Li Xiang and the others, the players were just the beginning.
But for Bai Lili and the others, Level 9 players were just the beginning!
It was far from the end.
This kind of despair accumulated from generation to generation, what kind of terrifying belief did it take to support it?
"Stop daydreaming, we should go." Chen Fan pushed him, but he did not think so much. "Otherwise, it will be too late."
"What?" Li Xiang took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the depression in his heart. Knowing too much made life difficult. "Something happened?"
"Outside the Fjord, a real Disaster has come." A trace of panic flashed across Chen Fan's face. Recalling that scene, he felt his legs tremble. "You know, this is not something we can deal with."
Before the trial, the Thousand-Faced Man had said that there was a chance they would encounter a Disaster. Once they encountered one, they should run quickly. Disasters and mutants were not on the same level, just like they were to players.
After seeing that the support-type Magician Dale could increase his Constitution by ten times, Li Xiang gave up on the idea of challenging someone of a higher level. A Level-3 Magician could not be compared to a Level-1 player. He might not be able to defeat a mutant at the pinnacle, but it was like an ant in front of Dale.
"I'll go take a look." Li Xiang was not in a hurry. Instead, he walked outside.
"You're crazy! That's a Disaster! " Chen Fan was very angry. Why was this kid so stubborn? He knew it was a Disaster, but he still did not give up and insisted on taking a look.
He had no choice but to quickly follow. Behind him, a strange look flashed across Wei Sangsang's eyes, and she also followed.
The sky outside was dark and gloomy. The clear sky for thousands of miles had now turned dark and full of dark clouds and accumulated rain.
There were many corpses of human Warriors lying on the platform. They were all bleeding from their orifices, and their faces were filled with fear. It seemed that they had suffered great fear before they died.
Black death aura that was visible to the naked eye constantly gushed out from their bodies. It was an aura that was close to despair, even more terrifying than Osiris's death aura. Just a little bit of it could corrode one's mind and cause one to hallucinate.
Fear was innate and rooted in the brain. No matter what strength a person possessed, they would all feel fear. To use willpower to forcefully overcome it required an extremely high level of mental strength. Even if one could do it, their combat strength would be greatly reduced.
This was also a big problem that had to be solved when fighting against enemies from the Calamity faction. Therefore, magic spells with holy attributes were especially favored. Li Xiang's [Purification of Filth] was a similar magic spell, but the halo effect of this magic spell was completely ineffective against the aura of fear.
To expel and purify this level of fear, one would probably need to use a player's magic.
"Be careful, don't be affected by the black aura." Li Xiang flashed past a crazed Warrior and watched him howl as he jumped down and was devoured by countless mutants. Li Xiang couldn't help but sigh in his heart. "Hiss … Is that a Disaster?"
Above their heads, amidst the layers of dark clouds, a distorted giant human face was faintly discernible. It constantly let out painful howls, and every time it howled, a red-black spirit warhorse would rush down from the clouds and charge into the battlefield.
These spirit warhorses were formed purely from black aura and Disaster energy. They were extremely destructive to Origin Substances and human bodies, but they were very difficult to kill.
The best weapons to deal with these spirit warhorses were Disaster weapons or special bullets. Unfortunately, the humans of this era had not yet developed. Even if their combat power was decent, their weapons were very outdated.
They were already having a hard time dealing with the wave of mutants, let alone these Disaster creatures.
Countless faces of men, women, old, and young appeared. The combination of these terrifying faces caused a great deal of mental pollution. Chen Fan couldn't take it after just a few glances.
Disasters were known for their formless, chaotic, evil, bloodthirsty, and lawless nature. Some of their ways of existence were difficult to understand, let alone fight against.
The terrifying faces in the sky radiated an evil aura. The infected human Warriors instantly went crazy. After losing their minds, they were like walking corpses as they were swallowed up by the mutants.
The previously impenetrable Shadowstream Fjord's defenses instantly collapsed.
The fortification that Chen Fan had been working on for a long time crumbled like a piece of paper.
Wei Sangsang watched as the Warriors slaughtered each other. Her face was filled with sorrow.
She had seen this hellish scene before she had died.
"Serial number E- 08776, a Disaster known as the Ghostly Face of Fear. It is hidden in the clouds and can change with the sky. It has the ability to spread terror and is extremely religious. It is formless and incorporeal, and it specializes in mental attacks," Wei Sangsang read softly. "It is the culprit that destroyed Unit E-1004! My body … was also absorbed by it. "
Li Xiang was shocked. He had heard from Hestria that the Chronometer Tower had a Disaster Hall, which recorded all the disasters that had occurred in the past and categorized them into numbered files.
Level E Disasters were the lowest level of Disasters, but players below Level 3 couldn't deal with them independently, let alone Magicians like them.
But when he heard that the terrifying face was the culprit that killed Wei Sangsang and the others, Li Xiang suddenly felt a surge of anger. That slight sense of fear disappeared without a trace.
He raised his head and faced the chaotic Ghostly Face of Fear in silence.
"I will kill it and avenge you and all of you."
Wei Sangsang's body suddenly trembled, then she showed a bright smile.
Chen Fan felt like he couldn't hold on any longer. He didn't know how Li Xiang was able to face the Calamity head-on without being affected. If any other magician were to say something like this, he would definitely think that there was something wrong with that magician's brain. To be able to solo an E-class Calamity, one had to be at least Level 5.
But this sentence came from Li Xiang's mouth, and he felt that it was very likely to be true.
As if it sensed Li Xiang's murderous aura, the Ghostly Face of Fear suddenly cast its gaze over.
"Go, you guys go." Wei Sangsang came up and gently pushed Li Xiang. "Anyway, I … have died so many times, I don't care about this time. You still have a long way to go, leave this place and go to the human gathering place further in. "
"Okay." This time, Li Xiang didn't insist. Facing the Disasters directly was the limit of what he could do now. To fight them, he still needed some time to grow. He pulled up Chen Fan, who was on the verge of collapsing, and looked deeply at Wei Sangsang.
"Do your best, Commander. Among the 1062 Commanders, you are the strongest … and you must be the last one I see, right?"
"Yes."
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