Ling Pingan stood in front of the mirror and looked at his eyes in the morning.

There seemed to be some spots in his pupils, which seemed to be golden.

However, after rubbing his eyes, everything returned to normal.

“Am I seeing things again?” He scratched his head, not quite understanding what happened.

Putting down the gla.s.s of water in his hand and was.h.i.+ng his face, the young bookstore owner was confused again.

“I seemed to have a very good dream last night…”

But…

He couldn't remember it at the moment, no matter how hard he tried.

He only vaguely remembered that the dream was exceptionally good!

It could almost be written as a good essay.

Unfortunately, he couldn't remember anything!

However, he often had such things.

He often dreamed of some magnificent world and did some great things.

After waking up, he would not remember anything.

It seemed that according to scientific research that most dreams would be forgotten after waking up.

Therefore, he did not take it to heart.

Instead, he took his phone and walked downstairs.

His pet followed closely behind him.

He opened the shop door and bought a breakfast next door. After eating, he took his phone and sat at the counter to prepare for work.

He swiped open the screen and tapped on the Clan Tribe's command device.

First, he took a simple look at the progress of the Gangba tribe.

Everything went smoothly!

The latest battle report showed that the heroic clan tribe directly attacked Huanglong, and the rat-men army was utterly defeated!

The great warlord Gangba had already arrived at the demon rat empire's ruined capital.

At the same time, another sacrifice was held, and over 20,000 dimension stones were sacrificed to the great master.

That greatly guaranteed the safety of Ling Pingan's Blessed Land's energy.

Of course, it also cost over 300,000 nightmare points.

That caused Ling Pingan's previous gaming income to be almost exhausted.

Fortunately, this monk, Monk Fahai, earned quite a lot from away from the keyboard.

Ling Pingan took some time to take a look, and he noticed that his away from keyboard character had already swept through over a dozen nightmare worlds, and he even brought four of them under his control.

He had become the so-called ‘Nightmare Domain Lord'.

He had even obtained the t.i.tle ‘Mighty Bodhisattva'.

Furthermore, he had even piled up his attribute points to a terrifying level of 50 HP!

Besides, the remaining nightmare points had reached two million!

That allowed Ling Pingan to not have to worry about the points.

“Let's not play the Legend of Nightmare for now…” he said, “Let's get the new book started first!”

Yes, it was just a game.

If he didn't play now, he would have plenty of time to play in the future.

The focus now was still on making money and dealing with the crisis in October!

Therefore, he switched to the Blessed Land Page and looked at his queen and her race.

Then, he saw a system notification: Dear player, your creation, the unnamed termite race, has evolved to its limit in the Blessed Land world!

“Limit?” Ling Pingan scratched his head. “So soon?”

Thinking about it carefully, after he left the Blessed Land, an hour was equivalent to a month in the outside world.

The ten hours of the night acc.u.mulated was equivalent to an ant colony spending another year in the Blessed Land.

For creatures like insects, a year was enough for too many things to happen.

That was especially so for the termite colony that he had specially nurtured.

It was simply a group of gene thieves!

They crazily plundered the insect genes of other insects in the Blessed Land into their bodies, then integrated and improved them.

Fortunately, it was just a game.

If there were such terrifying termite colonies, in reality, it would probably take a few years before the master of the entire world would become them.

Ling Pingan thought about it and put this matter aside for now.

Anyway, the termite colony material in the Blessed Land world was more or less enough for now.

After he finished writing these plots, he would think about the next step.

For now, he would take care of it first.

Thus, he put down his phone, turned on his computer, and started typing.

The Shepherd's Gate was completely shattered.

Dark red blood clots mixed in the collapsed rubble.

The elder's footpath was shattered into countless pieces.

The blood-stained every piece of rock.

The defensive system of the inner wall was destroyed.

The remains of several arcane mechs were scattered in the distance.

Sylvanas walked in these places, looking at the destroyed city.

She knew that the Battle of Silvermoon city was over.

The Quel'doreis had suffered a crus.h.i.+ng defeat!

But the problem was…

Sylvanas looked at the destroyed defense system of Silvermoon city.

She thought of the destroyed magic runestones in the Eversong Woods again.

“There's a traitor!” She said.

Without a traitor, no matter how powerful the Catastrophe army was, they wouldn't be able to break through the runestone defense system of the Eversong Woods in a short time.

That was during the Second Great War when the combined forces of the orcs and trolls had also brought down the powerful defense system.

Not to mention that Silvermoon city itself had always been on guard against a terrifying disaster like the Second Great War.

For this reason, the Sunstrider family had built a perfect defense system in Silvermoon city.

Even if the catastrophe was unrivaled in power.

It shouldn't have been destroyed so easily.

And it shouldn't have broken through so easily!

So, there was no doubt. There must be a traitor!

She continued walking forward, pa.s.sing through the Garden Street that was swallowed by blood and entered the Tower of Sunfury.

The entire palace had collapsed.

There were traces of battle everywhere.

There was no doubt that a fierce defense battle had taken place there!

More than a dozen arcane mechs were shattered in the palace.

Sylvanas could even smell the scent of the DragonHawk.

A strong scent.

The n.o.ble DragonHawk Riders must have put up a desperate resistance here!

But unfortunately, their resistance was finally shattered.

She breathed in the smell of blood in the air.

Sylvanas's anger became more and more vigorous.

“The Sunwell!” She rose from the ruins of the palace and rushed toward the Isle of Quel'Danas where the Sunwell was located.

Under the sunlight, the child of the sun easily crossed the vast strait and flew to the beautiful Isle of Quel'Danas!

That was where the Highborne Elves relied upon and protected themselves, the Holy Land where Sunwell was located!

However…

The once beautiful island had been polluted by the strength of the catastrophe.

On the Highland where the Sunwell was located, all the buildings were burning.

Sylvanas descended from the sky and landed in front of a bridge made of frost.

That was Arthas' masterpiece!

The Death Knight's Frost Power had built a frost bridge from the land to the Isle of Quel'Danas.

An endless stream of catastrophe troops pa.s.sed through this bridge and headed straight for the Sunwell!

Beside the bridge, Sylvanas could feel the strength of the flames.

That powerful strength of the flames had once resolutely attacked the death knight and his troops here.

“King Anasterian…” Sylvanas knelt on one knee. She knew that in the entire Quel'dorei, only the old King Anasterian, who had ruled the Quel'Thalas kingdom for 3,000 years, could possess such powerful strength of the flames. Sunstrider!

However, he was unable to stop the catastrophe.

The Army of the catastrophe continued to advance.

Sylvanas slowly advanced along this path.

One could see that after the battle at the bridge entrance, all resistance became spa.r.s.e.

On the contrary, there were footprints of fleeing everywhere.

However, the catastrophe did not bother the fleeing people.

They continued to advance!

The huge army headed straight for the Sunwell!

When Sylvanas approached the Sunwell, she felt a strength that was filled with coldness, death, chaos, and evil roaring in the Sunwell.

She climbed up the Highland, pa.s.sed through the burning buildings, and came to the sacred Sunwell.

She lowered her head and looked at the mother well that had nurtured and sheltered the Highborne elves for 4,000 years.

The sacred well water had been defiled.

The chaotic strength of death and the cold strength of Frost had made the sacred well water extremely muddy.

Tears fell from Sylvanas' cheeks.

At this moment, she thought of many things.

The once prosperous and beautiful kingdom of Quel'Thalas…

The once peaceful Silvermoon City…

The once prosperous Isle of Quel'Danas…

And now, everything was gone.

Everything was destroyed.

The Highborne Elves' home was gone.

Tens of thousands of their compatriots had fallen in pools of blood.

Even the Sunwell had been polluted!

Looking around, she did not see her compatriots.

Sorrow filled the heart of the child of the sun, and anger acc.u.mulated strength under sorrow.

“Anar'Alah Anar'Alah Belore…” Sylvanas cried and sang the sorrow in her heart.

The sorrow of the child of the sun echoed throughout the entire island.

After she finished singing, she stood up firmly!

She turned around and looked at the entire Isle of Quel'Danas!

Subconsciously, she sensed the direction of the catastrophe.

The Lordaeron Kingdom…

Stratholme!

Ran Bing had been following the floating city that was on the verge of collapse.

It had already been two days.

It was getting slower and slower in the sandstorm.

Its height was also slowly decreasing!

Obviously, the floating city had lost its energy supply!

It was about to run out of energy.

Even on the ground, the huge hiss of the floating city's central control engine was getting louder and louder.

That meant that the engine was about to be destroyed!

But the problem was…

It was unlikely that there would be problems with the floating city's engine.

That was because almost every floating city had several backup engines.

The main mission of the exploration team was to search for any possible engine parts.

Ran Bing had once found a brand-new engine for her floating city.

So…

“There's something wrong with this floating city!”

She pulled out the revolver at her waist and continued to follow.

She had a feeling that this floating city that was about to fall might give her some clues.

Sitting at the counter, Ling Pingan started writing rapidly.

The termite colony that had already written about the main character was like a locust, swallowing a rich swamp.

However, after the main character discovered it, he immediately stopped all of this.

Ling Pingan began to write in the article: Although Qin Xiaoan cherished his life, he also understood that his life and the termite colony were firmly bound together.

However, he was a gentleman.

A gentleman knows that there are things that must be done and things must not be done.

If he turned the world into a desert for himself, what was the meaning of that?

The mountains and rivers no longer existed. Even if he could live forever, he would only be a walking corpse!

He nodded slightly at this point.

The young web novelist still had integrity.

Although it was fun, he still had a moral bottom line!

Hmm…

Mountains and rivers were more precious than mountains of gold and silver!

The sand was filled with flesh and blood.

The bodies of the evil G.o.ds' claws and their children are everywhere.

At least 150,000 descendants of Diablo and thousands of their children!

Dragging the long high-frequency wave knife, Elizabeth stepped on the body of a huge descendant of Diablo. She held up the heads of this abominable monster.

The blade in her hand swung out without hesitation, shattering it into pieces!

The blood of the descendants of Diablo gushed out.

“Long live!” Countless followers raised their arms and shouted!

Victory!

The humans had won!

One hundred years after the void storm, the humans had finally won in the wilderness.

Not only had they won, but they had also destroyed the minions of this group of Evil G.o.ds!

Thousands of descendants of Diablo had been destroyed!

Just Elizabeth alone had killed at least a hundred of them with her bare hands!

Her loyal mechanical guards had shattered hundreds of them.

The rest had been killed by the papal army's laser blades and plasma guns!

In the past, human weapons hadn't had much effect on the minions of the Evil G.o.ds.

Their lethality was seriously insufficient!

Only the cannons of Fort Apocalypse, those weapons that used the quartz of Diablo as an energy source, could wipe out these monsters.

There was nothing they could do against the descendants of Diablo.

But now, humans could kill these great enemies of the past with just ordinary laser knives and plasma guns!

Everyone knew the reason for all this.

That was the strength of faith!

The soul of machines was omnipresent.

His divine strength was wandering in the weapons and armor of his followers!

Under his care, machinery and steel had the destructive power to harm evil G.o.ds!

“The soul of machines!” Elizabeth threw the head of the descendants of Diablo far away. “For Steam and Steel!”

“For Gatling Bodhisattva!”

In this battle, the flesh and blood of hundreds of thousands of descendants of Diablo were mixed.

Two to three hundred thousand people of steel and machinery were fighting b.l.o.o.d.y battles.

In the battle, machinery and steel roared.

In the battle, everyone was tested and proved their loyalty!

Therefore, the soul of machines was extremely happy!

The holy Steam and Steel was extremely gratified.

The Merciful Gatling Bodhisattva was extremely happy!

Thus, a new content appeared on Elizabeth's “The Truth of Synthetic Beings”.

That was the grace of G.o.d!

The unquestionable grace of G.o.d!

She flipped open the new page of the book.

The Truth of Synthetic Beings roared in her ears. The will of steel was firm and hot.

Hence, Elizabeth obtained brand-new knowledge.

A few hours later, all the crystals of Diablo that were found on the battlefield were sent to Elizabeth.

There were tens of thousands of crystals of Diablo that piled up like a mountain!

The largest ones were as big as watermelons!

Looking at these crystals of Diablos, a fanatical will flashed in Elizabeth's electronic eyes.

She opened the “The Truth of Synthetic Beings” and stood in front of the crystal of Diablo, slowly chanting the great and holy prayer of steel.

As she chanted.

The steel began to cheer, and the machines began to get excited.

Every warrior of the commandment and papal army hall became excited.

And the crystals of Diablo began to dissolve.

They were slowly purified by steel and mechanically converted.

Strands of golden threads were evaporated and flew into the sky.

It began to rain!

One hundred years after the Void Storm, the world welcomed its first rain.

The first normal rain without pollution.

As the rain fell.

The earth began to recover its vitality.

Tenacious gra.s.s sprouted from the soil.

The world began to recover!

“There are the Green Mountains and green rivers in the Mechanical Paradise!” The Steel Angel held the truth of synthetic beings in its hands in the heavy rain and began to preach to the people of the machines, “The soul of machines said: you should not listen to the heretics…”

“Poisonous gas, desert, and wastewater are not my country…”

Hearing this great gospel, the citizens of the machines knelt one after another.

Almunia appeared in the steel workshop on the surface of the Earth on the elevator.

Here, machines that had been built underground were being a.s.sembled by the machine servants.

The sewage was flowing on the earth.

There was no atmosphere in the sky.

The yellow fog formed by poisonous gas covered the entire sky.

Countless steel buildings stood in the sky.

They went straight into orbit and directly connected to the starport on orbit.

He did not know why.

Almunia looked at all of this and was very annoyed.

He felt the unease of the machine soul.

Poison gas, desert, wastewater…

The surface of the foundry world made the mechanical soul very uneasy.

“What blasphemy is this!” The mechanical bishop's steel heart began to tremble.

He decided.

“Activate the ecological template…”

“From now on, we will restore our world…”

“This is the highest order!”