Chapter 870: Chapter 581: The Reason for the Death of the Myth of the Monster_2

“The wrinkles on its body are numerous, with various sizes of eyes, slightly sunken… These sunken areas weren’t caused by the passage of time but had occurred before it died.”

“Therefore, I believe it was the strongest curse of the Pangu Continent that led to its lifespan exhaustion and death,” the Crystal Man solemnly said.

“Curse of the Pangu Continent?” everyone murmured in confusion.

“Yes, I’ve always had this suspicion.” The Big Crystal Man lightly tapped the table, “Since the Fourth Epoch, those Peak Civilizations stopped walking the Path of Anomaly, which surely has a reason. Everyone knows the power of the Land of Aliens…”

“Now, I suspect, the Path of Anomaly is bound too deeply to the Pangu Continent, making it inconvenient to escape.”

“They saw the myth of the Fourth Epoch suddenly die, and they were terrified, so they abandoned this path, or rather, changed course halfway through. Don’t underestimate the intelligence-gathering capabilities of those Peak Civilizations.”

The speculation is simply too shocking!

The Myth of {Monster} was actually killed by the Pangu Continent!

The Crystal Man is hailed as a “living ancient library,” and the information he puts forth is naturally about ninety percent true.

He sneered, “Don’t overestimate those powerful civilizations; their morals are not even half of ours.”

“Gift treasures to future generations? That’s nonsense! Plundering Spirit Essence, exterminating species, stripping Divine Skills, squeezing souls–this is the norm for civilizations! Without the supervision of World Will, I suspect they wouldn’t even last to the end of the era; they’d self-destruct by the mid-term.”

World Will leans towards prosperous development.

To weaker races, it’s indistinct.

But to powerful civilizations, it acts as a restraint.

“Think about it, at the last moment of the Fourth Epoch, the pillar they poured everything into suddenly tried to flee. Before escaping, it even wanted to carve out a piece of its own flesh. If the Pangu Continent truly had emotions, how angry would it be? It wouldn’t be excessive to call it the greatest enemy!”

“Therefore, the myth of {Monster} was likely cursed to death, while {Noah’s Ark} wasn’t bound deeply to the Pangu Continent, thus was able to escape normally.”

“What was that civilization’s name again…” The Big Crystal Man patted his head, “The Hebrew Civilization, no one really remembers that name anymore, alas.”

Another Stranger spoke, “Then Lu Yuan also walked the Path of Anomaly… What will happen to him?”

“Heh, everything comes with a price. This path is strong but will bind deeply with the Pangu Continent. We’ll just have to see what he chooses. I’ll inform him truthfully of this information and let him make his own choice.”

“That’s good too…”

“But will he escape?”

The Strangers have long since advanced with the Pangu Continent; this is the place that birthed them, nurtured them, more of a mother to themselves…

Yet, tragedies have occurred one after another, and any conscientious person wouldn’t wish for this cycle to continue.

But it’s important to know that civilization is a collective, formed by the collective will of countless citizens.

The group’s consciousness is cold, and in the face of life and death, personal emotions hardly mix.

Both the Third Epoch and the Sixth Epoch have resisted in the past, ultimately to no avail.

Therefore, any civilization would seek the solution with the highest survival probability–escape!

“Alright, let’s stop discussing this and think of ways to research this palace.”

Unfortunately, the thin Light Screen blocked the way, and without Lu Yuan’s presence, there’s no way to break through.

The Strangers were practically anxious enough to claw their hearts out!

Only the Ancient Insect vaguely reacted, good heavens, what level of legacy is this? How valuable is it!

Its math skills are quite poor; anything over 100 Spirit Essence, it can’t calculate, and it could only quietly ask the lowest-status Prince Jin Bote: “Little Jin, did Lu Yuan pick up garbage worth as much as our earned 100 points of Civilization Points?”

Jin Bote’s feathers bristled, knowing this senior is an avid competitor, quickly placating it: “Senior, my perspective is too limited.”

“The value of items from the Fourth Epoch, I truly can’t tell.”

“But looking at those materials, at most, they’re Legendary level, worth a bit of Spirit Essence. You, on the other hand, have a crack that produces mushrooms; Spirit Essence isn’t something you can have as much as you want, right?”

He deliberately ignored the corpse of the Myth of {Monster}, carefully selecting pleasant words.

The Ancient Insect, hearing his words, beamed joyfully, basking in the output of the mushroom crack.

Actually, it’s not his Ancient Insect; it belongs to his wife.

But as long as Lu Yuan didn’t accumulate “Luck,” he has a sense of senior pride!

Thus, posing as an elder, he kindly said, “Hmm, finding such a big palace, he’s earned quite a lot this time. This young man has some Qi Fortune.”

“We must also work hard to strive to gather a bit more fortune from those weaker civilizations!”

“Right, senior, we need to work hard too.”

…

Lu Yuan fainted for five minutes, then awoke from the drowsy state.

The physique of the Greedy Demon God is indeed robust, though the intense pain in the brain still reminded him that his spiritual power had been overly consumed and he needed long-term rest and recuperation.

“I did it! I’ve transported the Temple of the {Monster} inside.”

When he realized the Giant Crystal Turtle was nibbling on his arm while Earth Escaping, he ceased his struggling motions.

Several hours later, the exhausted Giant Crystal Turtle delivered him to the small island.

Here had experienced a small-scale tsunami, with liquid nitrogen and liquid oxygen spilling on the ground, which, upon contact with geothermal heat, emitted white scorching dense fog, just like the white mist released by dry ice.