3320: C3320 Nine Million Years

C3320 Nine Million Years

The descendants of the natural gods, who were regarded as demigods by their clans and possessed great power, were able to unite the canyon in a short period of time. However, immediately after, something went wrong with this primitive species.

They didn't know how to give, nor how to cultivate. They could only go to the forests, valleys, mountains, and rivers to plunder and occupy resources, and many large wild beasts gradually went extinct. After around a decade or so, the demigods could only bring their own tribes and move away from this land that their ancestors had lived for millions of years.

After walking out of the mountains, what they saw was charred everywhere, and they even encountered a powerful Kun Race Lair. The demigod had relied on his own power to lead his tribe through many dangers, but his tribe had still not been able to find a single piece of fertile land, from a few thousand tribesmen to over a hundred people.

The deity was enraged. He felt that this was the punishment the heavens had given him and his tribe, that the heavens wanted them to perish. Seeing the charred ground, he cursed the nine suns in the sky and then made a bow to shoot down the sun.

He shot a few hundred arrows at the nine suns every day, but he was not strong enough and he did not know how to make Taoist Artifact s, so his arrows were far from being able to reach the sun.

One day, suddenly, a sun lost its luster and disappeared into the sky.

The clansmen praised the demigod for shooting down the sun.

The demigod also believed that it was shooting the sun. It was joyful and encouraging, shooting more arrows every day.

Because the demigods believed that they could change the world, the tribe stopped migrating. They settled down next to a volcano that had been sleeping for many years. They lived a difficult life, and every day, they would watch the demigods shoot down the sun.

After another hundred days passed, only a few men and a woman remained among the clansmen.

They sat on the scalding mountaintop and watched the demigod shoot, and then a man fell.

Meng Fan and the old man with the cane stood on another mountaintop.

Meng Fan raised his head, looked at the eight suns in the sky and said: "The Law of Light is deteriorating more and more. At this rate, it won't be long before all the suns are extinguished."

"Yes, this primitive civilization and this demigod will also be annihilated in the darkness." The old man with the cane said softly, neither happy nor sad.

A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

There were four suns left in the sky.

The rest of the suns had already decayed and lost their luster.

Many plants and plants began to grow at a rapid pace. There were also many strange and strange animals that also developed and formed their own tribes. Some of the more intelligent ones even established their own tribes.

It was difficult to distinguish the species of these animals. Some looked like ancient birds with feathers, but they had hands as nimble as humans. Some were even several tens of feet tall, like Giant Elephant s, but lacked a nose and teeth.

In this era, there were no races.

All races did not have a bloodline limit. They crossed each other and gave birth to even more strange creatures. Some creatures would reproduce once every few years, while others would reproduce once every few days. Therefore, new species were born at all times, unable to be categorized as races.

During the long period of the Raging Flames, the living creatures discovered some rules, which they could neither express nor describe, but they knew how difficult it was to survive, and most of them did not have long to live either, so they themselves could not live on, but they had to do their best to pass on their bloodline. This was another form of 'longevity', and in order to be able to pass on their bloodline, they basically did not belong to any race, just continued to hybridize and reproduce.

But Meng Fan could see that in this kind of chaotic reproduction, there were unlimited possibilities.

Because of random breeding and random breeding, there might be ninety-nine freaks among a hundred creatures. However, there was always an unusual existence. There might be a higher intelligence, or there might be a powerful presence.

This was why so many strange races had appeared in the short span of a hundred years.

They had six legs, the two legs at the front were not needed for walking, they became more nimble, they could make some tools, they also had very rough languages, they could communicate with each other, and they even created some meaningful symbols, this was the origin of the words.

Seeing this scene, Meng Fan said indifferently: "So in the most ancient era, there were already words and languages, and this was something that even Worlds guessed earlier."

He could see that intelligent creatures often went to a mountain peak and prayed to a creature that was shooting arrows at the sky.

The demigod has been shooting at the sun for a hundred years.

His people were extinct.

Meng Fan snapped his fingers.1

Another hundred years passed.

There was only one sun left in the sky.

The ground had become cold.

These nine suns were different from the ones in the Heavenly Court of the Future. The heat and light were both much weaker.

As a result, many places had already fallen into darkness. Even in areas of light, violent snowstorms would erupt for dozens of days. The vegetation started to wither, and some of the ancient creatures that adapted to the scorching heat began to go extinct.

But the demigod was still shooting.

He seemed to have fallen into a sort of paranoia. He knew nothing but archery.

Some of the tribes began to beg him not to continue shooting.

The demigods of the past were thought by all the surrounding tribes to have dispersed the burning gods. But now, all the tribes believed that he was destroying the world.

But no matter how many tribes came to ask for it, the demigod refused to respond.

Thus, the tribes began to attack the demigods.

Thousands of warriors selected from different clans started to fight with the SemiGods, which was a very fierce battle. The strong existence among these warriors had strength that surpassed the Divine Essence Stage Realm, and was also a strange species created by randomly crossing each other.

The battle went on for dozens of days. Finally, the aged SemiGod who was exhausted died standing at the top of the mountain.

The leaders of the tribes came to kneel before the demigod and buried him. Soon after, all the tribes began to celebrate the coming of a beautiful era.

Thirty years passed.

The last sun had gone out.

The entire earth sank into endless darkness.

All the tribes were frozen in terror.

The wind and snow had replaced everything else.

The traces of life completely disappeared.

"The Raging Flame period is over." Meng Fan said in a low voice.

The first period of the Hung Meng Era, the Raging Flames Period, lasted for about nine million years. At this moment, it has completely ended, and all the civilizations and memories of this period have disappeared. However, their remains and traces were still preserved under ice.

"This is a gorgeous epic poem." Meng Fan praised what he just saw.

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