Chapter 1056: Beat them all into small pancakes!

Chapter 1056: Beat them all into small pancakes!

Lan was puzzled. He must know that the old man took the lead in destroying the murals, and as long as he brought up the topic of resisting monsters, the old man would immediately get angry, then scold them severely, and destroy the mural under the pressure of the entire camp. Two murals symbolizing struggle and courage.

If the old man was really the warrior who fought against the alien beasts back then, why would he destroy what he once fought so hard to protect?

"The mural shows the demon-slaying warrior using magma to destroy monsters. It's totally wrong! What he used was not magma at all, but a five-in-one robot named The monster defeated by the Fire Dragon King's robot!"

"Me!" The old man pointed at himself excitedly, rolled up his sleeves, and revealed a metal implant: "I am one of the drivers back then!"

The metal implant is as new as ever. It can be seen that the old man has taken good care of the metal implant. Even after a long time, the words on the metal are still as new as ever. Several people with better eyesight saw the words on the metal implant [Fire Dragon King Left Arm Pilot No. 3688].

"But what's the use?" The old man spread his hands and smiled miserably: "We fought off the monsters that landed on the planet. We thought we won."

"But on the night we celebrated our victory, the real monster arrived."

"It is not an opponent of the same magnitude at all. The mechas we are proud of cannot even shake the monsters that came that night. The gear-cutting weapons that can cut mountains and lakes are destroyed by just one encounter, but they can't attack them. Leaving a white mark; the Dragon King cannon that can destroy the camp with one shot is not even enough to make them turn their heads to take a look. What a contempt. Those little things that attacked the camp before, even the first batch were used by us. The monsters destroyed by the weapon cannot compare with the monsters that appear later."

"And it" the old man pointed at the lonely head with a metal walking stick: "It is the devil that has cut off our hope!"

"If more powerful monsters just appeared, it would just be a repetition of the above process. How many setbacks did our ancestors suffer from launching the first satellite from the mother star Terra to having footprints all over the star sea? If we just encountered setbacks, How could we have our backbone broken just like that? Just like in the past, if one generation fails, just two generations, ten generations, slowly passing on, there will always be a day of success. But there is no way in front of us, we have no We lost hope, and the appearance of the devil completely cut off our hopes.”

The old man's severe pain almost overflowed. He seemed to be a little confused and murmured: "The purple-red thunder turned into a sky net covering the planet and fell accurately. The entire planet's ecosystem was destroyed instantly. The green shade, lakeside, rivers, all living things except humans, and more than 90% of the human population were annihilated by thunder. All large-scale machinery and equipment were turned into powder. The towering trees for the inheritance of knowledge were not cut off at all. , but it was uprooted! Only a few roots remained in the soil. The little broken spaceship you two drove was not even a training vehicle for children when I was a child! "

"We haven't even seen that guy, known as the [Demon King of the Fourth Heaven]. Just the moment he spoke, everything around him was annihilated by his thunder."

"Six demon kings. At least as far as I know, there are six demon kings. I only know that there are six demon kings. Maybe it should be eight. After all, it is called the eighth demon king. This information seems to be directly instilled by those guys. After the thunder raged, it suddenly appeared."

The old man's words were a little confused, but Zheng Zha still figured out the cause and effect.

The current problem is not that they have simply been defeated, but that the humans on this planet have reached a state of civilization extinction. If this planet were a plane, then the principles of civilization on this plane would be almost destroyed. .

Destruction is often easier than construction. This planet took billions of years to evolve a stable ecological environment. The human pioneers who landed on this planet spent hundreds of years transforming the planet into a human habitation. The knowledge and wisdom possessed by the humans who landed on this planet are backed by thousands of years of inheritance.

But destroying all this beauty is just a breath of time.

In various human camps nowadays, it can be said that any metal products are picked up from the ruins of civilization, not to mention complex technological creations such as small spacecraft and interstellar communicators.

The number of humans that survived from that era was not large, and the ones that were scattered were even more severe. In the first few years when the devil came and civilization was cut off, there were warriors running around trying to reorganize human civilization. Human beings who have survived from the golden age are not only capable of all decathlons, they are like historical time travelers (the most enjoyable kind) who have traveled through ancient times and know everything. They are human encyclopedias, but at least they can read and write.

As long as words can be passed down, there is still hope for everything.

So, the devil came on the eighth day.

Any camp with more than 1,000 people was destroyed, and any attempt to rebuild civilization was annihilated.

The old man was not a local of this camp, but an outsider. The number of people in their camp was about to exceed a thousand at that time, so the oldest group of people left the camp on their own initiative.

"We have taught everything we can, such as the use of machines and the most basic language. We cannot teach the rest. Once we teach them, it will attract monsters at best and demons at worst. We are no longer valuable to the former camp and should leave."

"Later, it was this camp with only more than 300 people that took in our group of refugees. Haha, our generation underwent genetic surgery when we were still embryos, and our lifespan can easily reach hundreds of years. We are really immortal."

The story is long, but everyone listened very carefully.

The people in the camp did not understand the story told by the old man, but their hearts were filled with blood.

Civilization can be cut off and knowledge can be burned.

But the spirit of never giving up, which is engraved deep in the blood and passed down with the genes, cannot be destroyed!

"I understand." After listening to the story, Zheng Zha nodded heavily and said to the old man: "Don't worry, I will beat those demon kings, from the first to the eighth, into small pancakes!"