I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler - Chapter 880 879. Urukrouk

   Chapter 880 879. Urukrouk

  The world of octopuses is not a good place.

   When the planet was still wild and even life had not yet appeared, pollution had already arrived.

   In those fiery, molten magma, pollution blooms, cooling down these never-ending torrents.

  The earth was born.

  On the rocks, the pollution did not stop, but continued to expand, growing their strength in the rain.

Lightning gives the energy needed for material change, and pollution turns around in it, and the material called "organic matter" is born from the icy primordial sea. After some wonderful reactions, under the first push of pollution, consciousness is born .

   When consciousness emerges, pollution spreads more rapidly.

  Evolution is like a virus that spreads across the planet.

  Life is affected by and affects the environment.

  Icy stones and warm sea, the sky under the stars, wonderful creatures brewing in it.

   At this time, something detached from the stars took notice.

   Just the sight of them caused a catastrophic disaster. More than 90% of the creatures disappeared into the long river of history just because of the glimpse of those great beings.

   The remaining ten percent have all experienced an alienation beyond imagination.

  The ancestors of the octopus appeared at this time.

   Just as the common ancestor of most creatures on the earth is five fingers, the ancestors of octopus have also inherited the characteristics of this tentacle.

  In the small sea, swarms of jellyfish with countless tentacles form the clouds in the sea.

  Under the sky, these creatures that rely on tentacles to swim gradually occupy the sky and cover the sky.

   Small underground, slippery, wriggling creatures use rocks to form their carapaces, gradually taking their first steps as creatures.

  Eight kinds of octopus people who are in the same direction have finally become eight kinds of creatures that are completely the same.

   The eight have the same civilization structure, technological development, and ideology.

   Maybe because the planet is so vast, those creatures didn't realize each other's existence until civilization gradually took shape.

   The war is over before the best tentative communication possible.

   The protracted skirmishes have receded for millions of years, cities have been destroyed, and compatriots have died in machines specialized in killing.

  The octopus in the small sea finally failed.

   What we are developing is biotechnology. With extremely exaggerated body modification technology, bioengineering technology has achieved advantages and created a wonderful biological machine.

   That kind of biological machine is extremely small, and even cells are gigantic to them.

   But that machine is extremely flexible, capable of replicating, multiplying, and ultimately controlling all the cells of the inorganic body in a short period of time, tampering with consciousness.

   Under Earth, such machines are called viruses.

  In the world of octopuses, such machines can solve our enemies. In the end, octopuses landed on land, occupied the sky, and even came to the universe, among the stars.

   Due to the long war, the octopus has become a civilization dominated by war. None of us were born for war. In the transformation of biotechnology, every cell of the octopus has been armed as a weapon.

Yes, but it can flexibly control weapons and equipment that have no first retreat, and also master psionic energy, which can affect the real world with consciousness, enter the transcendent, capable body, hesitant will, and even before death, the body can quickly Disintegrating, spreading a virulent virus strong enough to erode all inorganic matter, the octopus traveled almost all over our galaxy for hundreds of thousands of years before unification.

  We have seen all kinds of civilizations, but for the octopus, nothing but conquest is the only way.

Those weak beings are a dimensionality reduction blow to a very small number of civilizations. Even if the technological development of some civilizations is almost the same as that of octopus people, these civilizations have not experienced millions of years of wars. Therefore, there are still In time to respond, those civilizations have been conquered, destroyed, and crushed.

  In the most capable period, octopus people are in our universe, and a single person can destroy a civilization that has mastered controlled nuclear fusion and high-level extraordinary power.

   Wu Shi Duo octopus people came into contact with the deepest darkness of these universes, fell into the abyss, and strayed from civilization.

   There are still some octopuses who have been polluted by indescribably small beings and turned into family members and puppets.

   Eventually, the prying eyes of some octopus triggered the gaze of these lowest beings.

The entire civilization suffered a huge trauma in an instant. More than 44% of the octopus were turned into dust in a storm that spread over a million light-years. These once dim civilizations, technology, this magnificent Mother star, everything is gone.

  The remaining octopuses can only rely on some machines that even we understand the principles, and survive in the wild areas of the universe.

  Fortunately, I met some gods that can be said. The octopus named Urukruk survived an attack by a cosmic monster and retreated into a foreign land.

Urukluk is swimming in the sea, and the changes brought about by the rain make me extremely comfortable. Although I have never seen my home star, I know what this small sea looks like, but now, the icy hot rain I don't have a feeling of returning to my hometown.

   Although this hometown has long existed, I have never been there.

On the brink of the storm, the army of walking dead is retiring tirelessly, whether the wind and rain have slowed us down the slightest, that army is enough to destroy any city-state in the wasteland, and, most terrifying, accompanied by With the raindrops full of plagues falling, all human beings will be transformed into walking corpses, and the army will be replenished continuously, and the more it fights, the weaker it becomes.

   In the end, the planet will become a small ocean, and in the sea, new life will definitely be brewed.

   It has nothing to do with Urukrok.

I have no idea of ​​whether or not the octopus can do it again, I just want to live my life well and live in it, especially witnessing the traces of many small existences, and understanding the coercion of the old rulers through the journey of the exotic Before, Urukrok just wanted to live a relatively intense life.

   For that mission, I just chose the most difficult and problematic way to complete it.

   As long as you get rid of all the enemies, no one can hinder you from completing the task.

   For the octopus, conquest is the only theme.

   Urukruk floated out of the water and I looked back.

   Suddenly found that in this flying sandstorm, no one was galloping towards that direction.

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