Legend of the Mythological Genes

Darkness, the eternal hue of the universe, a space where there is nothing but silence.

Only the stars twinkle, revealing bits and pieces of light.

Outside the star fortress, a black undercurrent is like a tide, used to

The Great Wall University and the Great Wall Corps, whether they are students or soldiers, looked up at the sky one by one at this time, and couldn't help holding their breath.

Feng Lin followed the lieutenant colonel and stood in the crowd, also with a calm face, silent, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly dignified.

In the dark space, a huge shadow like a dark cloud passed by, boundless. Wherever it went, the stars paled, and all the energy was swallowed up, completely turning into complete coldness and dead silence.

The undercurrent is like a tide, coming wave after wave, as if it is endless, submerging everything, making people despair, looking down on the truth.

After developing through the instrument, I saw that they were all ghost monsters, numbering in the hundreds of millions, in various forms, and even many species that humans have not discovered so far. They can only be named initially from the form. Some are like piranhas, relying on two serrated mouths, some are like tardigrades, relying on four claws, ferocious mouthparts, magnified tens of thousands of times, and some appear to be pterosaurs with wings With claws at the tip, it is extremely sharp...

The mighty ghost monsters are everywhere in all directions.

Wave after wave of ghost black tide seemed to completely submerge the interstellar Great Wall inside and out, leaving no space.

"Ghost wave, it's really coming!"

"In another hour, they will come to the Great Wall! They must not be allowed to wreak havoc on our galaxy!"

"With me but without him!"

...

In the stellar fortress, there was an impassioned voice, like a roaring voice.

Faced with this wave of ghosts, not only did everyone in the Great Wall show no signs of timidity, but they were fighting fiercely.

For thousands of years, the Great Wall has guarded the border of the Milky Way from generation to generation, protecting the front line of defense of mankind.

The prosperity and prosperity of human civilization in the Milky Way relies on the painstaking efforts of the Great Wall Corps generation after generation and the heavy-duty march forward.

In the millennium bloody battle, the hatred of the ancestors has been passed down from generation to generation, which cannot be resolved, and there is a sound of boiling inside and outside the Great Wall.

"Kill! I want to avenge my brother!"

"My grandfather, father, and eldest brother all died in the previous ghost wave, so now...it's my turn!"

"Race battlefield! Anyone can win! But we humans cannot lose!"

...

The fighting spirit was high, and the soldiers immediately began to be fully armed.

All the star fortresses have entered the highest state of alert, stretching out thick shells, there are as many as tens of millions, facing the Kuroshio in the sky far away, ready to go.

In the menacing wave of ghosts, not many people are afraid, but eager to try, raising a strong fighting spirit.

Inside and outside the Great Wall, it seemed as if a pot of hot water had been boiled. It boiled for a long time and was difficult to calm down. There was a tense and intense hot atmosphere everywhere.

It seems that the arrival of the ghost wave is not enough to make them fearful, but makes them feel that they have found a chance for revenge.

Feng Lin was in it, and he couldn't help but be infected. There was blood flowing in his heart, and it was surging.

But he didn't lose his mind because of this, but thought about the next situation.

Once the racial dispute starts, everyone in the interstellar world is responsible.

At that time, Feng Lin didn't think he didn't need to go to the battlefield.

Even if there was, he wouldn't want to do it.

The battlefield is a tomb of heroes and a field of heroes.

The wealthiest thing is war wealth!

Fighting ghosts on the battlefield, plundering trophies, and enriching oneself, whether it is rights, opportunities for cultivation, or products of ghost civilization... these are the resources that make oneself stronger.

If you can survive to the end, it is enough for people to achieve unimaginable achievements.

Whenever war is the time when the forces of the human race reshuffle, this opportunity cannot be missed.

Why is Feng Lin willing to live in the rear?

As the ghostly black tide approached, wherever it went, even the stars began to dim one by one, as if the flames were extinguished, and the already dark space was completely silent, with no light at all, as if a huge black hole could It devours the souls of people, boundless terror.

Just staring at it for a long time can make your heart beat.

"This is...?" Feng Lin asked in surprise.

The lieutenant colonel said, "You understand! Different interstellar races are immortal, and there is no room for relaxation! This ghost race is an energy race, and it lives by devouring the energy of the universe. It is a universe scavenger existence, so Wherever it goes, any energy will be absorbed by it, and everything will die, becoming an eternal dark doom! Without energy, no life can survive! Ghosts are the plague of the universe. Wherever they go, there is no grass! Even the stars They couldn't resist, and they were destroyed wherever they went. According to the information we deciphered from hunting ghost races, we found that these ghost races have exterminated at least a dozen galaxies and more than 30,000 interstellar civilizations. The more advanced races of human beings were eventually destroyed! Human beings stepped out of the solar system and unified the entire galaxy for more than a thousand years. We finally managed to stabilize the situation, but we were still unable to break out and see a wider land!"

Having said that, he clenched his fists tightly, his dignity as a soldier made him look aggrieved.

The meaning of the words is terrifying.

Regarding his feelings, as a latecomer, Feng Lin didn't feel deeply, but felt strange in his heart.

"Those civilizations were more developed than ours, why did they become extinct! But we have resisted for more than two thousand years?".

"Because those alien races have technology, but the individual evolution level of the race is not high enough to match the ghost race! In the cruel interstellar war, their individual life cannot bear the cost of the war. They are extremely fragile, and the evolution level of life is completely comparable to the ghost race The races are no longer on the same level. Under the spiritual attacks of those ghost races, the fragile lives were harvested like straws, and they died tragically, and the genocide! Luckily for us interstellar humans, we have mythical genes in our bodies, That is the precious wealth left to us by our ancestors in ancient times, which can transform our life level and reach a higher level. Although we are weak at the beginning, as long as we practice step by step, sooner or later we will be able to match the ghost race or even go far Far beyond that! Individual combat strength is not weaker than the opponent! The technology is also sufficient to withstand the offensive, so what will fall into a protracted stalemate!" said the lieutenant colonel, with passion in his words.

I see!

Feng Lin also nodded, thoughtfully.

"Attention, look! The ghosts are coming! Next is the time to test the power of your red gunpowder? I hope your medicine can cause great damage to them! In this way, we humans will have another race against ghosts." The big killer!" The lieutenant general was full of expectations.

Feng Lin nodded with a smile, and also looked at the past with all his attention.

The dark tide of ghosts came like a flood.

When it got closer, a shot was fired, echoing around the star fortress.

Boom boom boom!

Bombarded God one after another.

Flames spewed out from thousands of muzzles, and shells shot into the ghost tide and exploded immediately.

I saw a strange red mist filling the air, and those ghosts were like straws, burning quickly in the sky, spreading like a plague.

Amidst the surprised eyes and wild cries of everyone in the Star Fortress, red flames soared into the sky, colliding with the endless wave of ghosts, splitting the universe into two halves!

Red practice gunpowder, make meritorious deeds in one fell swoop!

What a cosmic fire!

Really burnt clean!

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