CHAPTER 55: CHAPTER 53 THE BEGINNING OF MYTH

It’s clear that both sides started by unleashing powerful moves when they met.

One side launched all the world-destroying methods at once, wiping out 99.99999% of living creatures.

The other side came wanting to summon the Great Demon Monarch.

However.

I’m asking you to evolve separately into bone, flesh, strength core... With your crude attempt at pretending to merge, how could I descend upon you?

Li Qing smiled slightly without speaking, you half-baked ones, do you really think Herodotus is just a bystander?

As expected.

The World Tree above had purposely adjusted its structure, long having grown a sturdy branch with a glass cylindrical pendulum hanging ready for action at any moment.

"Release!"

Herodotus raised his hand on the tree, looking towards the Three Great Abyss Dominators, "I’m unsure what they’re doing, but it seems like some evil ritual, directly stop them."

Boom.

The entire glass pendulum swung directly down.

The next moment, it brutally smashed onto the trinity resembling an abomination.

The Skeleton Lord and Slime Lord, one too hard and one too soft, suffered no damage, whereas the Demon Dragon was half fragile, instantly getting smashed to the point of juice spilling like mantis shrimp shells cracking.

Clang!

After hitting the three dominators, the glass cylinder shifted direction, striking the silver steel wall of the room behind, emitting a crisp sound.

"Great, pull it up!"

Standing on a lush green sturdy branch of the World Tree, Herodotus waved his hand again, pulling the entire pendulum upward, ready to be released again.

"That’s incredible!"

"No wonder he’s His Majesty!"

The gods could not help but show joyous expressions upon seeing this scene.

Now in this miniature laboratory world, they not only relied on their physical evolution but also began to learn to use weapons.

"This is divine punishment, Herodotus’ Hammer of the Divine King!"

A wise man witnessed this scene, excitedly praised from the tree: "The gods are watching everything from heaven, ready to descend divine punishment upon the world."

Li Qing watched somewhat speechless.

In this cold weapon era, indeed it was like a sky-based weapon.

Li Qing merely found it interesting to watch.

Unaware that later generations often use the mythological story of "Herodotus’ Hammer" from the ancient Elf Species, this heavenly hammer hanging overhead, to symbolize the constantly present anxiety and danger.

"Release it again!"

With a command, the entire pendulum fell once more.

This time being prepared, it didn’t hit the three Abyss Lords, yet it still struck several skeleton soldiers unable to dodge, causing the crude black-shelled skeleton warriors to fall one after another.

"Retreat, commence retreat!"

With an order,.

The Abyss World’s side finally felt things were amiss and began to withdraw.

An initial clash, both sides began to defend their front lines, thus came to a close.

And atop the World Tree.

The gods began to cheer.

They felt that holding the front lines was certainly right, deeming it a great victory.

Yet Herodotus showed concern, "The Abyssal Civilization has wise ones, they’re probing us."

"Your Majesty, why say that?" Minis curiously asked.

They were clearly victorious.

Herodotus shook his head, "They attacked, and we blocked the world passage, so our advantage is immense... yet when we attack them, they’ll certainly emulate us by blocking on the other side, establishing defensive lines, they’d fight with numbers while we’d have fewer, what should we do?"

The gods pondered, realizing it’s indeed true.

It’s a natural barrier where one person guards while thousands need to pass.

At a time, it can only accommodate a dozen warriors crossing, while the other side has hundreds or thousands of warriors.

"Then we shouldn’t attack, only defend." Minis felt, focusing on defense, given he’s of conservative nature.

"Delaying time, we’ll certainly lose."

Herodotus, seated on the imperial throne atop the world, looked at the thousands of gods before him and said, "What they want is development time, haven’t you noticed?"

"The other side clearly has wise ones, their primitive unicellular beings having acquired toxicity resistance, basically devoured large quantities of freshly poisoned comrades, becoming Integrated Consciousness."

The crowd was shocked, couldn’t help but discuss.

"The freshly deceased unicellular beings could indeed do that, but how are they so bold? Those were poison-laden comrades’ corpses, how dare they absorb and accommodate to become a brain?"

"Indeed bold! Even though they’ve researched toxicity resistance, absorbing poison-laden corpses would turn the brain toxic."

"No wonder! No wonder! Seeing their Abyssal Life forms earlier, mostly with rotting, oozing stench, along with splitting headaches, manic and violent!"

"It seems, even bearing the side effects, they forcibly turned into Integrated Consciousness, unwilling to lose 99% of their kin."

The gods held their breath.

The life in the Abyss World now is akin to having practiced Unparalleled Poison Skill with the Divine Wood King Cauldron, with very distinct racial characteristics.

Moreover, these poisons result from the forest curse of the Elf Race, transforming them into venomous, sinister demons.

It’s likely that the Abyssal Life harbors deep resentment, irreconcilable with the Elf Race.

Indeed, this is how it is in later generations.

The first Chapter of "Abyss Chronicles," "Birth of the Abyss," records this.

[After the Atabians consumed the Forbidden Fruit, the endless fear in Fallen Paradise led Herodotus to realize his original sin, being one-third god and two-thirds demon. He traversed as an Ascetic Monk, repenting for his sins, and reached the eastern edge, where he found a clean, sunlit glassy ocean.]

[This is the bottomless valley in the sea, where waters converge. Here, he repented with his people, shedding tears of sorrow, letting go of their original sin.]

[From then on, the Atabians became the Natural Elf Race, pure and unstained, peace-loving, but their filth cursed this holy, pure seawater.]

[The shed malice turned into a bottomless abyss, where the kind, pure creatures transformed into violent demon seeds, with the hideous demons of the Abyss, cursed eternally to become like the Elf Race.]

...

On the World Tree.

"They endured the poison, even becoming the poison itself, making even us fear their corrosive green toxic blood."

Herodotus said, "But their harvest is tremendous. The number of their great extinction is far less than we imagined, because each has absorbed over twenty thousand brains of their kind. Now, there are two million integrated consciousnesses of the Abyssal Gods!"

The Elf Gods’ faces changed dramatically.

They are only over seven thousand, such a gap is still too big!

Clearly, the opponent has a very clever mastermind, orchestrating everything, leaving them under great pressure.

"Your Majesty’s analysis is valid. Their attack this time is just probing, not aiming for victory."

"They know our technology is advanced and are preparing to learn our defense techniques, so they attacked proactively, and now they might go back and imitate them."

The Gods were furious.

Yet they believed Herodotus’ Hammer laid great achievements, feeling proud, only to find they were sending technology to the enemy!

How they defend, the enemy learns to follow.

Truly shameless.

"Your Majesty, we suggest immediate counterattack."

They immediately sent human soldier troops to explore through the tunnel.

Just as they emerged on the other side, they saw a slimy slime wrapped around a rock hitting them in the face.

The human who passed through the tunnel instantly turned into minced meat.

They don’t have branches, but the Slime has full elasticity, able to stick to walls like snails, forming a catapult aimed at the entrance for bombardment.

The Gods were infuriated.

These primitive, crude single cells, civilization is very low and rough, yet they truly copied it!

Moreover.

They even have skeletons gathered at the entrance, imitating human soldiers, with mantis shrimps acting as Elf Archers from afar, lacking bows and arrows, throwing small stones instead.

"Hahaha, truly plagiarism geniuses."

Li Qing found it amusing, observing these crude life forms from the Abyss, "Clearly they have no technological foundations in their hands, no comprehension of the world, just stealing and learning everything.... But it’s understandable, as single cells are transparent white pages, taking the shape of the environment."

The opponent’s methods are simply astonishing.

In a short time, they calculated various ways to gain key civilization foundations.

The first knowledge: Integrated Consciousness.

While the Elf Gods used the Atabians’ great extinction, stacking blood in Fallen Paradise, only through endless blood and tears did they explore the second phase of [Awakening].

The second knowledge: Reaction speed is the basis of biological evolution.

Recognizing this point was when the Elf Civilization accumulated various creation technologies, building the human race.

The third knowledge:

Using tools.

Don’t assume this pendulum is simple.

Each newborn baby doesn’t know why apples fall, naturally unaware of this defense mode, just directly copying it.

"Troublesome, huh."

Li Qing showed a trace of interest, "Your accumulated results are being researched by the opponent."

However.

Li Qing thought it over and decided to help a little.

He’s not just here to watch the ant kingdom in the laboratory fight, he needs to tilt the balance!

Moreover, the food circulation of the Elf World and the neighboring Abyss World are unequal.

The Abyss World has just been born, all kinds of nutrients are thrown in without cost, with ample foundations, already turning it into a nutrient-rich incubator.

And the Elf World?

Even though they received nutrient supplements when transforming soil and filling sandbags, the Elf World has developed over the years, forming its own ecological cycle, but has incurred significant losses.

"This war is unequal. How to fight without funding, how to evolve maddening life? How to unleash terrifying power in war? It’s time to replenish supplies."

Li Qing issued an oracle to the Holy Dragon, instructing them to hold a divine descent ceremony.

—The God of Light shall open a world chasm in the chaos of Outer Heaven, dropping supply materials to support this small Elf World’s war.