Foolish Arrogance

Because they were extremely warlike and their civilization was still in the age of cold weapons before the Machine God's Descent, the number of the Curved Horn Clan in the entire world was not large. Therefore, after the Machine God's Descent, it swept away the Curved Horn Clan in this world with great supernatural Divine Ability and gathered them together, cultivating a large city in the center of the world to house these intelligent material beings and fulfill the "quota" given to it by the Immortal Emperor Shuhua before his death.

After the departure of the Machine God, the Curved Horn Clan underwent another round of self-selection, resulting in the deaths of many. Their population was extremely small for a world, so a single City was sufficient to accommodate all of their race.

Now, in this City, which the Curved Horn Clan has succinctly named Crooked Horn City, the current chieftain of the Curved Horn Clan is holding a grand feast with his close tribesmen.

The mechanical Great Hall, which was originally used to listen to the Machine God's lectures, has now been emptied. The neatly arranged tables and chairs, as well as the huge monitor that used to hang on the wall, have all been moved out by the Curved Horn Clan. In their place is a long table and several long benches.

These Curved Horn Clan even felt that the hall of the Machine God, which had its own temperature-regulating air circulation system, lacked "atmosphere," so they removed a piece of metal flooring from the center of the hall, covered it with mud and bricks, and built a huge furnace there.

Now the oven is lit, and on it sits a huge piece of meat sprinkled with spices. As the automatic grill slowly rotates, oil seeps from the surface of the meat and drips onto the flames, making a sizzling sound.

Meanwhile, the members and chief of the Curved Horn Clan were sitting around a long table, enjoying the fragrant roasted meat and sweet drinks.

"Oh dear, that messenger of Eden even told us that a great calamity is about to befall us."

The chieftain of the Curved Horn Clan put down his small, bucket-like cup, wiped his mouth, and laughed at the crowd, "It's been almost a year, and nothing major has happened... if kicking him when the Horned Beast in Teripeng's family gave birth counts."

Everyone burst into laughter.

"In my opinion, these Eden guys just want to trick us into going to the central areas they can control. Once we're there, we'll be under their military control and have to abide by Eden's nonsensical laws, treating them as our rulers."

A somewhat clever-looking member of the Curved Horn Clan shouted, "Look! Luckily, I saw through their scheme. Those Eden fools must be regretting it now. They're weak, but they're quite meddlesome. They're not Machine God!"

Upon hearing this, many tribesmen applauded and cheered for him, but the chief of the Curved Horn Clan was somewhat displeased.

That guy is so arrogant. I'm clearly the clan leader. I'll find a reason to teach him a lesson tomorrow.

He thought to himself, but on the surface he didn't say anything more. He raised his glass, stirred up the atmosphere, and subtly drew everyone's attention to himself.

However, just as these Curved Horn Clan members were enjoying their drinks, a huge explosion came from afar, and the entire hall trembled slightly.

The cups held by the group of the Curved Horn Clan froze in mid-air. They looked at each other for about half a minute, then the Curved Horn Clan chief slammed the cups heavily on the table and hurriedly walked out, followed closely by the tribespeople.

"What happens?"

The chieftain of the Curved Horn Clan approached a Warriors on night duty and asked him a question.

"Chief."

The Warriors gave him a traditional salute from the Curved Horn Clan, then pointed into the distance and said, "It looks like a meteor shower; it's falling in that direction."

"Meteor shower?"

The chieftain of the Curved Horn Clan looked in the direction the Warriors was pointing. There was a Mountains, which was also a favorite hunting ground for the Curved Horn Clan. The Horned Beast and Mountain Horse that lived on the mountains were their main source of meat, while the predators in the mountains, the huge and ferocious Cliff-Climbing Beast, were one of the best opponents for the Curved Horn Clan to hone their skills.

Meteor showers are considered an abnormal event by the Curved Horn Clan. In ancient times, it was not unusual for meteors to fall from the sky from time to time, but after the Machine God's Descent, he directly controlled the starry sky with unimaginable power, and no meteors have fallen for many years.

"Could it be that the Machine God's sky control device is aging?"

The tribespeople behind him whispered among themselves.

"You guys are really underestimating the Machine God's stuff!"

The chieftain of the Curved Horn Clan angrily retorted, "Being optimistic when you should is fine, but being optimistic when you shouldn't is just foolish!"

He recalled the warning from the messenger of Eden and felt uneasy.

"Go, gather a squad of Warriors, come with me, we'll go scout out the situation over there."

"Yes."

More than two hours later, the Curved Horn Clan's Runes -Hover Truck stopped at the foot of the Mountains. A group of the Curved Horn Clan Warriors, dressed in Runes Armor and wielding Runes Guns and Cannons, jumped out of the truck's troop compartment under the leadership of their chieftain.

You will remain here and wait.

The chieftain gave an order to the truck driver, then raised his specially crafted Runes Battle Axe and shouted, "The rest of you, follow me! Mountain march!"

Following the familiar mountain path, the Curved Horn Clan's group climbed to the summit of the mountain.

Strangely, during this process, the various animal cries that they usually heard could no longer be heard, and no Horned Beast suddenly jumped out of the road or a Cliff-Climbing Beast suddenly emerged from the ground to attack them.

The once towering mountain peak was also struck by something, turning into a large crater emitting wisps of blue smoke.

The chieftain led his Warriors down the slope of the pit wall into the pit, which was about three meters deep. Covering their mouths and noses, they reached the center of the pit and saw something standing there.

"That is..."

The Warriors of the Curved Horn Clan examined it carefully, their eyes widening in surprise.

"One, an egg?"

On the ground stood a huge oval object, a little over a meter tall. It was indeed the egg of some kind of creature, but the eggshell was black, and there were countless bulging veins growing on it, looking like the veins on the back of a person's hand bulging when they exert force.

The chieftain of the Curved Horn Clan rubbed his Runes Battle Axe against the eggshell. The sharp axe blade scraped against the eggshell, producing a harsh grinding sound and sparks.

The clan chief retrieved his axe and examined it, finding that the area he had rubbed was completely undamaged.

"It's quite hard."

The chieftain of the Curved Horn Clan thought for a moment and then instructed, "Two people, find a way to move this thing back to the city so the elders can study it..."

As he was speaking, a Warriors from the Curved Horn Clan suddenly cried out in alarm.

"Chief!"

He pointed at the giant egg and shouted, "This egg is moving!"