People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 1102: Civil War

The ocean is blue.

As you get farther away from the sea surface, this clear blue color becomes deeper and more blurred, gradually transitioning to the deepest darkness in the world.

But deep in the endless dark ocean, there is a touch of deep blue that never dims.

A sea creature of peculiar appearance emerged from the darkness and arrived at the deep blue ruins.

The granular organelles surrounding Haisi's body spread out like arms, and its body still vaguely resembled a human torso and head, but all the organs had disappeared. Its entire body was wrapped in layers of twisted fin-like structures, and its head had no facial features, only a thin layer of vacuole wrapping its biological core.

It seemed to be very familiar with this dark blue ruins, and continued to go deeper along a predetermined route, arriving outside the core area.

"You failed."

Its nucleus vibrated, evaluating its two compatriots outside the core area.

The Slaughterer stared at his compatriot in silence, without any reaction to his evaluation.

But the one who showed even greater indifference was Itar, who was staring at the protective measures at the core of the Deep Blue Tree in front of him the entire time. He didn't even bother to look back at the visitor.

The special Hai Si didn't mind this and said slowly:

“This is the core area of ​​the Deep Blue Tree. Except for special people, it is impossible for outsiders to break through.

Your plan is too frivolous. Only the living generation can bring answers to the masses."

The butcher scraped his toes on the ground impatiently.

Unfortunately, even in its current state, it is unable to leave any traces here.

"Creation of Ishamara, can you bring answers?" asked the Slayer.

"Only the living generation." The special Hai Si responded.

The Slayer looked at Ital, who still had no reaction and just stared silently at the heavy metal door in front of him that seemed impossible to break through.

Seeing Yitar's attitude, Tu Yuzhe didn't want to say anything more. He just lay down on the ground, curled up and prepared to rest.

The special Hai Si slowly stepped forward and looked down at the tiny Itar from above:

“The answers you seek are meaningless, and the living generations will eventually lead the masses into the deepest darkness.

He and His descendants will eventually devour all living beings and decompose all stars and moons. Both the living and the dead will become His nourishment. He will whisper in the darkness at the end of time... and continue to exist.

Symbiosis is meaningless, only the generation of life is the real continuation."

Itar's tail swept twice in a wide motion.

The Slayer lying on the ground noticed Itar's movements and knew that this was a sign of Itar's impatience.

"Go and do your own thing, fellow man," the Slayer urged.

"Someone is plotting against the group, and the group doesn't know what his purpose is." The special Hai Si replied, "So I decided to temporarily abandon that city. Their resistance and struggle are meaningless in the long existence of the group, just like the waves of the ocean that surge and dissipate all the time."

The butcher knew what his compatriot meant.

Compared with the endless large group of compatriots, the scale of compatriots near that human gathering place is insignificant. Even if the compatriots in that sea area choose to coexist with humans, it will have no impact on the large group.

What really concerned this compatriot was Itar.

As long as Itar continues to search for his own answers, the horde will never lack a voice that hopes to coexist with humans.

"Brother, there's something wrong with you." The Slaughterer felt something was wrong. "The group never refuses any attempt, even if it requires sacrificing the lives and nutrients of individual compatriots. Your thinking is different from that of the group."

"Only the living generation." The special Hai Si responded.

The butcher:?

"What are you avoiding?" It stood up and approached the other side step by step. "Are you trying to represent Ishamara?"

"…The Zoological Era is not the only one."

After a brief silence, the special Hai Si chose to distance himself from the Slaughterer.

The butcher approached the opponent with greater determination.

The large group never shy away from exchanging information, and this compatriot is also among the group, but the butcher found that the other party did not tell the large group everything he knew.

Itar finally turned his head and looked carefully at this compatriot who had a close relationship with Ishamara.

The Swarm has no secrets.

It knew the origin of this special compatriot, an Agor, who chose to join the group after coming into contact with Ishamara.

But soon, Itar's eyes went beyond this special compatriot in front of him.

It saw another fellow... not a fellow countryman, appearing behind it.

"You are being followed... or perhaps, you deliberately lured Him here." Yitar said softly.

"Kill... the sea..."

The knight walked towards him step by step from afar. The lance in his hand seemed to be excited, his body was excited, and his soul was screaming.

He chose to follow Ulpian's advice and wandered around Mililiam, where he discovered a special sea heel, and through him he discovered more special sea heel.

The butcher's muscles gradually tensed up, and all his dense scales stood up.

That special sea creature floated silently on the ground, without any response to Ital's questioning.

The battle is about to break out.

The knight roared and charged, but Hai Si dodged by twisting his body and using the knight's indiscriminate attack to deal with the Slayer.

Without any hesitation, Itar turned around and ran away.

That special sea turtle followed Itar slowly.

……

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Glenfarlow.

After Carmen finished her daily inspection of the construction work of the Inquisition’s base, she walked back to the central square of Granfalo alone.

He had received a communication that a Rhodes Island support team had successfully arrived at Granfalo.

When Carmen arrived at the central square, many envoys from various countries had already gathered there, all of whom had come spontaneously to meet Rhodes Island's support team.

Carmen walked silently to the side of the Pope, glanced at the Rhodes Island team surrounded by envoys from various countries, and raised her eyebrows unexpectedly.

"Why is Miss Qilin in this team?" he asked the Pope beside him.

"Do you want to hear good news or bad news?" the Pope said cheerfully.

Carmen: “…Let’s say it together.”

"Well, something must have happened in the sea. Qi Yan seems to be ready to take action. This will definitely be a rare peak battle."

The Pope clasped his hands together, his expression unusually solemn and dignified: “And you, I, and this coastal town will be honored to be witnesses.”

Carmen sighed and didn't respond.

This time it was the Pope's turn to look surprised.

He asked curiously, "You seemed to have expected this?"

Carmen's expression remained unchanged, and she said softly:

"I just want to know whether this war can bring Iberia a period of relative stability."

"Are you ready?"

"I was ready sixty years ago."

"Haha... Saint, I admire your will and determination." The Pope turned his head and looked directly into Carmen's eyes. "May the law protect you."

"If the law can really protect people outside of Sakota, I hope it will protect Iberia."

"I'm sorry, I made a slip of the tongue... What I wanted to say was, may Sakota protect you."

Carmen's expression changed slightly.

He heard the promise hidden in the Pope's words.