I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

The black mud fell to the ground and quickly soaked the surface.

In the soft soil, the flower of evil blooms.

Tree branches made of flesh and bones stretched out, and human faces emerged from the branches. Those faces bloomed and formed flowers. Creatures made of sticky mud and flesh and blood danced in the air like birds leaving their nests.

This scene reminded Lu Ban of a popular children's song.

"The sun shines brightly, the flowers smile at me, the birds chirp 'Good morning, good morning,' why are you carrying a bomb?"

He couldn't help but sing it out, and it became the background music for this bizarre scene.

Lu Ban recognized them as the prototypes of the island's filth. They had inherited the corruption of an outer god and were rapidly spreading in this direction. Wherever they went, even withered rocks would grow countless hairs and quickly turn into living things.

A crimson tide surged forth.

Old Song stared at all of this, raised his weapon, and fired several shots in quick succession.

The filth at the front was instantly shattered, but it did not disappear. Instead, it quickly reformed, transforming into an even more bizarre monster that headed towards Old Song's location.

These monsters have clearly gained a certain degree of authority, and ordinary physical attacks cannot destroy them.

Boom—

A giant immediately raised a flamethrower, the blazing flames reaching tens of meters in length, burning towards the area where the monsters were most concentrated. However, the monsters were not harmed; instead, they multiplied into countless others, forming an even more surging wave.

Lu Ban also raised his silver revolver, [Last Words], and fired the bullet containing the delirious words of a great being into the monster horde. However, just as he had seen on the island, these monsters were already in the deepest madness and most severely corrupted. Therefore, the insane delirious words had no effect.

"Is that why it's not working?"

Now it seems that Lu Ban can understand the reason. After all, the source of this rambling has been sealed, and the current monster was created by the pollution of an outer god. In terms of the degree of pollution, Lu Ban's verbal bullet is naturally not qualified.

hum-

A buzzing sound rang out, originating from the direction of the sea.

The magnificent ship attempted to start, trying to escape this time anchor point.

The silver steel nails standing on the sea trembled slightly.

However, the sound did not last long before the ship, which had been hovering, suddenly plummeted downwards, creating huge waves on the sea.

The buzzing of the Tavel time anchor also subsided.

"The escape attempt failed..."

Old Song glanced at the sky.

This area has become a high-concentration pollution zone, similar to a buffer zone. To leave, they would need sufficient energy, and it is clear that their ships are not capable of adapting to this high concentration of pollution, thus losing control under these circumstances.

This ship was intended for research and exploration purposes only, and it was not designed to be used for wading through muddy waters.

Or rather, if any pilot were to steer this ship into such severe pollution, the designers of Brilliant Realm wouldn't even give him a second glance.

"Then there's only one way."

As the only remaining scholar, Lao Song was well aware of the current situation.

Although the sun's pollution seems to have decreased considerably, these monsters are still enough to destroy the entire island and the entire alien realm. They must eliminate these monsters before they can leave.

Da da da—

The counter's beeping was so constant that it had become almost a habit.

He contacted the ship, quickly confirmed the situation, and soon several missiles were launched from the ship. The missiles did not hit the surging monsters, but instead hit Old Song precisely next to him.

As soon as the "missile" landed, it opened immediately, and a dazzling array of weapons and a suit of armor gleaming with metallic luster popped out.

"Our world is not one that is complacent in peace, but rather one that has fought its way to where it is today."

Chapter 832 Purifying Fire

Old Song placed his hand on the suit of armor.

This armor is different from the retro-style armor with decorations and patterns that Xi Ya wears. It is more like a product of modern technology. As soon as it is touched, the armor cracks and turns into countless tiny crystals like sand, which spread to Lao Song's body.

Lu Ban initially thought it was nano-armor like in science fiction movies, but he soon realized he was wrong.

These crystals tore through Lao Song's protective suit, revealing his gray skin.

On the skin, deep blue veins bulged.

These crystals burrowed into his skin, probing into his body like tendrils.

As the crystal entered, Lao Song's blood vessels gradually turned red.

The next moment, those blood vessels burst open.

Crimson blood splattered, but instead of falling to the ground, it quickly enveloped Old Song's body.

His skin cracked, his muscles swelled and knotted, and his bones began to grow, forming a red and white armor along with the blood that enveloped them.

This armor combines mechanical and biological aesthetics. On Old Song's face, twisted flesh forms a hideous mask with only one huge eye that is slightly turning. Several tentacles extend from the back of his head and wriggle in the air. If an ordinary person saw it, they would probably be scared half to death and faint immediately.

Lu Ban thought of a monster similar to an alien, while Old Song had already taken a gun from the weapon rack.

The gun looks like it's made up of the spine of some unknown creature, with rings and fragments of ribs forming the barrel, and the tail vertebrae and hip bones at the end serving as the stock and trigger.

Without pausing, Old Song raised the muzzle of his gun, but without pulling the trigger, several beams of light shot out from the rifle-like weapon.

When these beams of light touched the monsters in front of them, they exploded suddenly, and mushroom clouds rose from the ground. In an instant, the monsters were reduced to nothing but a thick fog.

However, in the blink of an eye, the thick fog dissipated again, revealing those hideous and terrifying monsters.

This is like the filth that Lu Ban saw, which cannot be destroyed. Even if it is killed, it will immediately regenerate. Even the pollution from the Great Old Ones cannot stop these monsters.

unless……

"Purify the fire."

Lu Ban thought of the pale flames.

The things that are called Ash Fire in the Brilliant Realm can only be fully controlled by the chosen priestesses on the island. They are flames nurtured by the most extreme hatred and resentment of those poor girls.

At least in Lu Ban's understanding, this thing could burn filth and ward off these monsters.

The giants of the Glorious Realm were still fighting, their various bizarre weapons flashing with light, sweeping away the hideous monsters. But in the next instant, all the monsters would revert to their original forms, or even become more terrifying, and their defensive lines would keep retreating. Even the bombardment from the heavy cannons fired from their ships only caused the monsters in a wider area to dissipate and reassemble.

Pale, skeletal wings have grown from Old Song's back. These wings have no wing membrane, only sharp bone spurs. These bone spurs are deeply embedded in the ground, seemingly supporting his standing, or perhaps drawing nutrients from the earth, or expelling internal heat and pollution to the ground.

Several cannons floated around him, their power enough to flatten the island thousands of times over. But when they hit the monsters, it was like punching thin air. He had retreated to the edge of the beach, with nowhere left to go.

Next is the Tavel time anchor.

If the filth destroys the Tavel time anchor, then the time anchor here will definitely disappear, the pollution will leak out directly, spread rapidly, and engulf the entire planet in a short time.

A giant was engulfed by filth, and instantly a storm arose around his armor, trying to drive away the monsters. But the storm was no match for the vast number of monsters, and soon, accompanied by several gunshots, there was no more sound.

The sun was obscured by the black tide, and the entire island was in imminent danger.

Leopard stood on the beach, watching this scene with great anticipation.

Lu Ban knew that he had no choice now.

Only by creating pure fire here can this world be saved.

For the next thousand years or so, the island will linger on thanks to the purifying fire brought by Lu Ban, while Kohaku and Momiji will perish tragically because of the method Lu Ban provides to perpetuate the world.

He must witness the budding of the divine cherry blossom.

He suddenly understood why Leopard had followed him here, and why it had helped him send the awakening Outer God back, leaving behind this mess of filth.

Because of Leopard, this incarnation of the Outer God wanted to witness firsthand how Lu Ban would push this alien land into an abyss of struggle.

She wanted to witness Lu Ban personally destroy all the beautiful things, thus completing the cycle of fate.

What could be more appealing to an Outer God who feeds on the most intense emotions?

The giants of the Glorious Realm were engulfed by filth. These pioneers of the most advanced civilization were devoured, torn apart, and turned into food for the filth.

Old Song is still fighting, but he knows it's a battle he's destined to lose.

He finally realized that civilization could never resist the erosion of pollution, and that everything his world had done, just like what he was doing now, was futile and powerless.

"what!!!"

Old Song roared, and all the weapons around him opened fire at once. The filth, like a sudden storm, gathered even more, like a devastating torrent.

In an instant, Old Song was engulfed by the torrent, and even his roar was drowned out.

In that chaotic scene, Old Song saw a flame.

The flames were pale, yet they seemed to condense countless colors, more dazzling than the starry sky, and as silent as an abyss.

The flames touched the filth without much fanfare, and then the twisted monster was ignited.

The ignited monsters did not dissipate; instead, they remained frozen in place, turning into firewood and burning silently.

The flames continued to spread and expand, like a grand curtain falling, purifying the overwhelming filth into a pale ocean.

Not only filth, but even the earth, seawater, air, and sunlight were ignited by the flames and became its fuel.

Amidst the flames, a figure fell from the filth in mid-air. His body was mangled, his armor tattered, and he landed on the beach, leaving a huge crater.

The buzzing of the Nataville time anchor ceased, the sky began to tear apart, the stagnant stars began to rotate, and the dawn's light peeked in through the cracks.

The dim sun paled in comparison to the white firelight.

From then on, nothing else will exist here, only the flames will burn silently.

Chapter 833 Germination

Looking at everything he had created, Lu Ban felt as if the torrent of fate was sweeping him forward.

The fire was still spreading, but at least he had one last moment to say goodbye to the giant.

Upon entering the pit, Lu Ban saw that most of Old Song's body had been devoured, with his internal organs and blood spilled out, signaling the final countdown of his life.

The giant was dying, and as he looked at the breaking dawn, his eyes lost focus.

Are you still there?

Old Song asked.

I don't know if he was talking about Lu Ban and Xi Ya, or his own companions.