Deep within the continent, in an unknown land.
Years of continuous rainfall had triggered an ecological catastrophe. More than 70 percent of the basic flora and fauna in this vast, enormous wind eye had already gone extinct.
In the sudden ecological disaster, some low-level organisms struggled to adapt to their new environment, while others had mutated into bizarre and grotesque forms, posing a grave threat to the creatures already struggling to survive in this land.
As a result,
the once-glorious pantheon civilization here had lost more than two-thirds of its temples. Every so often, another temple lost the protection of divine light and fell into oblivion.
And the cause of all this was a walking palace stationed in the Death Desert outside this wind eye.
"What is that!"
Crackle, crackle.
The Xuling were creatures that resembled clumps of static electricity.
But they were not pure energy beings. Naturally gifted with powerful Mental Power, they had gradually combined it with their own static electricity. Using electrostatic fields to influence the matter around them, they had created a magnificent material civilization.
Their civilization was not particularly ancient.
But like every mature civilization in this world, once they realized they lived on a continent filled with darkness and danger—and that growing stronger meant constantly expanding their wind eye and improving their chances of survival, inevitably threatening other civilizations, just as those civilizations threatened them—they began, as a matter of course, to launch devastating attacks against any civilization they found exposed nearby.
Attacks by advanced civilizations against inferior ones usually went smoothly.
This was especially true of civilizations still trapped in primitive, foolish beliefs, and those that relied on the protection of Gods.
But there were exceptions!
Some seemingly primitive, backward civilizations had shown incredible resilience after being struck by law weapons. Rather than