Jiang Ping was amazed by the human race, who had accumulated strength for decades. The alchemical cannons they were now manufacturing were on par with Earth's 19th-century technology, and their Divine Dragon Cannon possessed a transcendent quality, containing wisps of profound, mysterious energy.
Coupled with powerful transcendent magical beasts, Jiang Ping believed that if the primordial humans were brought to the present day, they could likely contend with modern armies in conventional warfare. However, if nuclear weapons and missiles were introduced to the battlefield, the outcome would be uncertain.
Regardless of who won this great war between the two sides, Jiang Ping, as the Creation God, was certainly not at a disadvantage. He had no intention of intervening. In fact, he deliberately lay on the sofa, grabbed a bottle of happy water, and prepared to thoroughly enjoy this epochal battle.
"This feeling of getting stronger just by lying down is truly amazing."
Jiang Ping gulped down a large mouthful of happy water, his thoughts flowing.
In the Primordial World, the great war had already raged for three years. During this time, countless races had suffered heavy casualties. The corpses of Devouring Ants, if piled up, could encircle the world a hundred times, and the endless ocean had been dyed red.
The land was desolate for thousands of miles, scarred and ravaged. Both sides had descended into a bloody frenzy, and the Divine Dragon Cannons were continuously improved over these few short years.
Often, as soon as a cannon was forged, the workers in the rear would immediately push it to the battlefield. There was no talk of debugging; they would simply fire directly at the approaching ant army.
The adult generation of the Myriad Races Alliance was almost wiped out. Every space on the Myriad Races battlefield was filled with severed limbs and remains, and every engagement point was a meat grinder.
Looking at this scene, Jiang Ping suddenly felt that the happy water in his hands no longer tasted as good. "I truly can't find a word more fitting to describe the current battlefield than 'hell'!"
Jiang Ping sighed, lamenting his feelings. The Creation Diary floated before him, automatically recording the final battle of the epoch.
With hundreds of billions of creatures dead or injured, the Primordial World's origin was infected by endless resentment and killing intent, becoming increasingly frenzied. As the world's origin was polluted, every living being desired to kill enemies and destroy everything!
"Alas, is this epoch also drawing to a close?" The Sacred Tree Lahil swayed its branches. As the world's origin was polluted, it too began to turn yellow and wither.
Swoosh
Suddenly, the recently deceased Elf King Niya appeared. Lahil knew that she had recently perished in a mutual kill with an Ant Tribe hero.
After dying multiple times, the self-awareness of the previous six generations of Human Kings had long been lost. Like the previous life of the Elf King, she merely knew her past life's memories as if watching a movie. Yet, even so, she continued to fight for humanity! To die repeatedly!
This might be the strongest obsession deep within her heart!
Lahil lamented, "I have existed in this world since the beginning of creation, witnessing the immense changes of time, and also the descent of the Creation God. I have undergone multiple rebirths, only wishing to see you one more time and return to my original divine realm homeland."
Ten thousand meters underground, Queen Bersha stared blankly at the void. Then, she let out a silvery laugh, "Heh heh, this epoch is about to end? And it's me who personally pulled back the curtain, heh heh heh!"
The Queen looked at her massive abdomen with great affection, gently stroking it. "My children, it's time for you to be born. End this epoch, annihilate the myriad races, and devour the earth!"
Then, with a high-pitched cry from the Queen, nine enormous insect eggs gradually emerged from her abdomen. Soon, nine strange ant-like creatures crawled out of the eggs.
Despite being newly born, their auras were fully comparable to the strongest Human King of the current era. This was merely their birth!
And these were the super Devouring Ants that the Queen had nurtured for fifty years, barely managing to create them. These nine Devouring Ants had fused the genes of countless races, including those of humans, and with various special substances, each of them was unique.
It could be said that these nine super Devouring Ants had surpassed the boundaries of their race, and could even be considered a new super-species, as powerful as the Zerg in interstellar warfare!
"From now on, you shall be called the Nine Divine Guards. Immediately lead the entire army and launch the final assault on the human race!" Bersha commanded sternly.
The prefix "Divine" was enough to reflect the Queen's expectations for them and illustrate their terrifying nature!
The Nine Divine Guards grinned at each other, replying with killing intent, and swiftly rushed to the battlefield to command the army. Their speed left afterimages throughout the city, so fast that even the Queen couldn't see clearly!
With the Nine Divine Guards joining the battle, the battlefield balance was instantly shattered. Their strength and speed were immense! Each of them was stronger than the most powerful God-created creatures. Their bodies were indestructible, fused with various alloys. A direct hit from the Divine Dragon Cannon could only leave a mere scratch!
With every move, the Divine Guards could destroy mountains and split the earth. A single hand chop severed a Divine Dragon Cannon, which was forged from half-meter thick alloy!
The Myriad Races Alliance retreated steadily, with eight or nine-tenths of the world falling into the hands of the Ant Tribe. The elves were easily killed by the Divine Guards, and even their resurrection was useless.
Finally, the human race, leading the myriad races, had nowhere else to retreat. Behind them lay the center of the world, the birthplace of humanity, where the Sacred Tree Lahil resided.
The ninth-generation Human King, holding the Spear of Destiny, walked onto the high platform, covered in wounds. He was known as the strongest Human King in history, his combat power surpassing that of the first-generation Human King Wuma. However, facing the Divine Guards, he was still outmatched.
Human King Qi solemnly addressed the myriad races, "Everyone, the Devouring Ants are advancing aggressively. I fear we are all doomed this time!"
Below, there was an uproar. The kings of all races were shocked. How could the Human King utter such disheartening words? Did he intend to surrender?
However, given the nature of the Devouring Ants, surrender would not spare them from death. This was precisely why the myriad races were their enemies!
Human King Qi looked around and shouted, "My human race possesses a supreme forbidden technique. This is our only chance of victory."
He looked back at the Sacred Tree Lahil and gritted his teeth, "The Sacred Tree Lahil has already agreed to my request!"
The experts of various races began to discuss amongst themselves, wondering about the Human King's plan and why the central Sacred Tree was involved.
Only the great kings frowned. If there was truly a good method, why wait until the brink of extinction to reveal it?
The scene that followed shocked the entire world. Countless races stared at the Sacred Tree in disbelief.
Crack!
Outside, Jiang Ping's happy water accidentally fell and spilled. He didn't have time to pick it up, his eyes fixed on the Sacred Tree. "Self-sacrifice? She's actually sacrificing herself to empower others."
Even Jiang Ping, as the Creation God, felt a sense of melancholy. The little tree he had personally planted was now emitting a colorful radiance, countless branches and leaves dancing in the light before curling towards the king below.
In a daze, Jiang Ping seemed to see the sapling that had swayed towards him years ago. Contrasting it with the self-sacrificing Sacred Tree, Jiang Ping felt as if a lifetime had passed in an instant—though this had only happened the day before yesterday.
The myriad races watched this spectacle in shock. The Sacred Tree's world-limit body, reaching a height of 9,000 meters, was slowly disintegrating, transforming into the most fundamental energy and flowing into other living beings.
At this moment, the radiance of the Sacred Tree Lahil was beautiful, so beautiful that the myriad races wept. It was so beautiful that even Jiang Ping was deeply moved.
Companion elves, one by one, flew out from the disintegrating Sacred Tree. They danced around the Sacred Tree with lingering affection, took one last look at the world, and then resolutely merged into the disintegrating Sacred Tree, also turning into colorful light to be sacrificed.
"Wuwuwu..."
The beings of the myriad races were sobbing uncontrollably. This was the Sacred Tree that had come into being with heaven and earth! It was sacrificing itself to save the world and its inhabitants!
Countless human warriors, who wouldn't even flinch if their bodies were shattered into pieces, were now weeping uncontrollably. The Sacred Tree was their mother tree, protecting humanity since ancient times, and now it was dying for them!
The Human King's eyes welled up with tears, his voice choked with emotion as he said, "My unworthy descendants have failed our ancestors, leading to the Sacred Tree's sacrifice. If I am fortunate enough to survive this battle, I vow to protect the Sacred Tree's peace for eternity!"
The multicolored light emanating from the Sacred Tree warmed all the races, like the most affectionate mother caressing her child, bringing an unprecedented sense of peace to their hearts. The fear of impending extinction vanished without a trace.
A multicolored anomaly appeared in the sky, and the entire world seemed to weep for her departure.
"Waaah..."
A faint, almost imperceptible cry rose from the earth. This was the world's origin mourning the Sacred Tree's sacrifice!
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