CHAPTER 53: CHAPTER 51: THE FOUR GREAT CREATIONS WAR RULES

"Not bad."

Li Qing clicked his tongue in praise.

This civilization’s development model seems the most perfect.

This "Awakening" superpower has advantages and drawbacks; how to maximize this ability is itself a problem.

There’s a limit to the number of subordinates the zombies can control, what to do?

Of course, it’s about awakening a large number, survival of the fittest, mass extinction each time, reducing their numbers to one’s control limit.

Then subdue them to surrender, open their minds, accept baptism, and become one’s subordinates.

The Gods are the perfect example.

Alcohol, ultraviolet rays, etc., perished after Emperor Atabia fell and completely transformed into the World Tree, the Gods were utterly subdued and surrendered completely.

So Li Qing began to repeat the previous operation.

"And this time, it’s not me causing extinction, but the Gods doing it for me."

Li Qing’s lips curled into a slight smile.

The situation appears complex, divided into three factions.

1. The Elf World camp, the Gods.

2. The Abyss World camp, the three great rulers.

3. The Elf World camp, the spy Sylph infiltrating the Abyss.

It appears to be a mad war, a fight to the death, but in reality?

All three are my subordinates, their lives under my control, not to be betrayed.

The truly uncontrollable enemies are the twenty trillion new lives at the bottom of the Abyss World, just you single-celled cannon fodders, kept in the dark.

Li Qing stretched lazily and stood up:

"This layout is much better than during the Atabia Kingdom era... If they can stir up a bigger wave than the Atabia Kingdom of the past, then that would be impressive."

As Herodotus said.

Fear is the emotion furthest from the truth.

I already have such a massive advantage; if I don’t dare to take even this risk, then that’s quite unreasonable.

...

Elf World.

The entire civilization’s war machine begins to move.

Surround this tunnel on the wall, layer upon layer, and build defensive structures, making it the bridgehead of the front line.

"Hurry, bring those hard outer shells of the Gods’ food over here to reinforce!"

"Bring rubble to pile up the defenses!"

"Elf Race, start the military drill, reassemble the Elf Archers."

"The Human Race castle, already a large number of new humans are being born at all costs, soon we can raise a new Imperial Legion!"

"Not enough, still not enough! The Elf Race bred by the Elf Ancient Tree is too slow, build another Human Race breeding building, responsible for researching the thousand-strong list of forbidden books of the Human Race gods? Let them bring out new projects! Where is their new building, the ’Hero Altar’?"

"The Hero Altar is not built yet... the construction of the Human Hero—Grand Mage is only half-complete, after all, everyone’s research is capable of unleashing a divine technique of a great flood."

"Then build another Human Race castle, start producing soldiers! The number of humans is far greater than that of elves!"

...

Busy around the tunnel, inside and out.

In the camera’s view, in the corner of the room with a slanted glass window, there is a dog bowl-sized staircase Beast Fighting Arena.

Once the enemy travels through the passage, they will find themselves in the Beast Fighting Arena, with high tower Elf Archers at a distance and Human Bloodline Knights nearby, defending tightly.

Above the World Tree, the Gods conduct various analyses of possibilities.

Led by Herodotus, they frantically deduce the civilization’s evolution process and finally propose four "Creation War Laws."

"First, ’Genetic Lock technology,’ the essence of creation-level civilization warfare is that the Creation Gods stand above, and the species created below conduct battles, skirmishes."

"We must lock the genes of creation, adding a genetic lock, lest the enemy obtain the corpses of our creations and steal our foundational accumulation."

The Gods were alerted in their hearts.

The concept of genetic lock was proposed for the first time by creation-level civilizations.

Previously, the Human Race and Elves had not added a genetic lock, making each locking and unlocking inconvenient for modification.

If it weren’t for Herodotus’s deduction, they, who had never experienced world warfare, might have had all their knowledge background stolen at the moment of war initiation by the other side, who created enemy lifetimes tailored against theirs, instantly defeating them.

"Second, ’Biological Reaction Speed,’ this is a basic indicator of a creation civilization, a one-time speed low-level biological civilization stands like a motionless statue in front of a ten-time speed advanced biological civilization, this is the rank strike of civilization levels!"

Rank strike?

The Gods held their breath; indeed, it is the truth, all living creatures, only speed is unbreakable.

"Third, ’Crystal Wall World Structure,’ in each Crystal Wall system world, the passage is the only connection point; if the opponent is too strong and undefeatable, we block the world passage, defend by fortress, and don’t let them through."

"Fourth, ’Life Great Leap Mechanism,’ however large the creation-level civilization gap, facing the pressure of war, a miracle might occur, observing the opponent’s civilized direction, causing an explosive technological chase!"

Herodotus looked at everyone and said:

"Weak world’s Creation Gods need only a few explosive creation centuries to rise."

"Therefore, in the face of the most powerful and despairing advanced creation civilizations, we still have hope. Conversely, when facing even the weakest creation civilization, once war breaks out, we must go all out, not giving the opponent a chance for a creation miracle."

The Gods were completely awakened.

Their Majesty, truly the smartest existence in the entire world, was able to clearly deduce the basic laws of creation world war based on existing information.

And Li Qing’s consciousness, possessing Herodotus, looked at him inspiring the Gods, and was surprised: "He did summarize it quite reasonably."

"Single cell, multicellular, transforming into the Creation Gods, waging war with the Creation Gods of other worlds using creations under their command... it does have a logical evolutionary history."

...

A day blinked by.

At ten times the rate of consciousness reaction, it was equivalent to ten days of preparation for war.

"Open the channel." Herodotus, dressed in a metal battle robe, looked like a heavy-armor general.

"Your majesty, do we really need to..." Minis hesitated.

"Open it, we need to know what’s on the other side. Observing the opponent’s world first gives us the advantage." Herodotus said.

Wham!

They pushed open the pillar and walked through the tunnel.

After a brief darkness, at the end of the tunnel, there was a sudden dazzling brightness. As these Elf Gods walked to the tunnel’s end for the first time, they found that the top of this world was a vast and transparent crystal wall, from which endless golden light poured down.

Wham.

Bright light poured down from the sky.

However, this crystal wall had been frosted, making it opaque.

Wham!!

In front of them was a square world.

Covered by a glistening water surface, ripples formed on the water, within which countless single cells were evolving.

What is this??

Herodotus fell silent for a moment: "Unbelievable, unbelievable! It seems the opposing civilization has experienced a mass extinction and is now creating a new era of civilization?"

It wasn’t a world on the same level as them, or even a more advanced one.

This was an evolving nascent world, and once they rapidly grow, with such numbers, the current few thousand Gods are utterly insignificant before them.

"We cannot let them progress from the single-cell to the multicellular era."

Herodotus immediately issued a command, deploying the troops:

"Bring the poisons; mix all the Elf Race’s poisons together. We need to start an extinction, like an Outer God, conducting a mass extinction on this world to prevent them from growing!"

The longer the delay, the greater the risk.

"Alright, I’ll immediately prepare the toxins."

Minis looked at these adorable single cells, as if seeing himself in ancient times, the first ancestors of life’s origin.

He hurriedly ran back and forth, feeling the fickleness of the world and the changing times, realizing that now they have become the Gods on the tree, becoming the very beings they despised, constantly extincting worlds, creating one civilization extinction after another.

Minis hesitated for a moment, then poured a large amount of poison into the ocean, "Goodbye, ancient ancestors, this is my humble dutiful heart, please accept it."

Wham.

A large quantity of biological toxins entered the seabed, causing countless single cells to perish en masse.

Herodotus frowned again.

This biological toxin was among their most advanced, a mixture of all toxins combined, delivering multiple blows, solidifying DNA and causing instant death, its lethality no less than alcohol, and even stronger.

But he knew clearly that these cells, just like them back then, would surely adapt to the environment and come up with new structures.

Because this deep well was too vast!

The entire room was turned into a fifteen-meter deep swimming pool with an enormous water storage capacity, practically a small reservoir, and the toxins were greatly diluted, so the poison couldn’t kill instantly, giving them a chance for reaction and detoxification.

Herodotus fell silent for a moment:

"However, with all these toxins, even if the opponent had a genius of Atabia’s level, I am confident that I can kill at least ninety-nine percent of the life, but... afterwards, we have no other means of extinction."

Plop!

At this moment.

A grain of sand suddenly flew out of the seabed.

An Elf’s head exploded in an instant, falling to the seabed below.

Everyone widened their eyes, unable to react.

"Retreat quickly! The seabed abyss not only has these single cells but also the mysterious and terrifying enemy Creation Gods, who have already made a move in secret." Herodotus shouted, rapidly retreating.

This throwing method was even scarier than their bows and arrows by several degrees.

And the Gods quickly retreated, with lingering fears: "The opponent, upon their first move, attacked an Elf, the body falling into the abyss, trying to get the bloodline of our world, fortunately, our Majesty had the foresight."

"The poison has been exhausted."

Herodotus’s expression was icy: "Today’s extinction ends here, we will go back and continue preparing, and once the poison dissipates, we’ll personally go down and eradicate them."

Regrettably, aside from poisoning, the Elf world now has no means of mass extinction.

They could only engage in short-ranged combat, dispatching troops into the abyssal seawater.