My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 212 199: Forgotten Glory?

Boom!
A terrifying aura envelops the earth.
His eyes have turned cold, a murderous gaze shining with chilliness, "Kill them all, kill these damn insects."
A few deformed creatures nearby begin to act.
Previously, the fog covered the entire land, and they didn't intend to make a move against those human survivor camps.
After all, visibility was extremely low, and even for them, it was difficult to find the various shelter camps in the ruined cities; after all, the fog had the same effect on them.
Additionally...
There's no need.
Why seek out human survivor camps?
Those places only produce companions.
Those pathetic ordinary lives, no matter how strong their will, will inevitably suffer mental collapse in the apocalypse, women being violated, food scarcity, celebrities falling into disgrace as playthings; before death, human ugliness is fully exposed... Eventually, cracks appear in their will, accepting the Evil God's whispers in the night, becoming one of them.
In the fog, just let nature take its course.
But now, there's a bunch of Enlightened Civilization emerging in the mythological stories of this Earth?
"Didn't they say, this planet couldn't have such advanced civilization?"
They were all stunned inside!
These high-level zombies, having awakened memories, began perusing records just in case, confirming the civilization level was very low, and found no trace of any prehistoric advanced splendid civilization, who knew... it was hidden so deeply???
This is absurd.
"There are actually fourth realm native resistors, keeping up with our divine speed, which means they can resist us... Kill them all." The leading Mist Giant spoke indifferently.
"Let's go!!"
Emperor Liana and others knew they were far from being opponents, any lowest-level Evil God giant soldier could easily kill them in a few moves.
The accumulated levels of civilization, even in terms of size, were too different!!
They were like real ants, facing humans holding insecticide...
Liana found it difficult to escape.
In an instant, the entire land began to wail, blood staining the ground.
"Escape!"
"Escape to the Demon Realm!"
Many people instantly fled into the underground tunnels, beneath the far-reaching lands.
The Mayan Civilization had long prepared for total war, even intending to start a planetary battle... the underground shelters, naturally connected in all directions, were extremely concealed.
"Pitiful bugs, you still want to leave?"
A cold voice came from the Earth beings transformed by the fog.
Some were office workers, some were housewives, some were even children, even cats and dogs among them.
The apocalypse had erupted for over a month, most were turned into beasts by the mad whispers, but a few resisted the Divine Blood infection, gaining wisdom and cultivating.
Just like the family of Fu Qingjun.
They were infected by the remnant thoughts of the evil forbidden existence, rebuilding civilization within a month in the Enlightened Civilization.
Some powerful True Gods were fleeing while their expressions grew serious and solemn.
"Originally thought it would be mutual destruction, but who knew we wouldn't even have the qualification to fight! Truly worthy of the prehistoric Jiaxia civilization, the remnants of the God-Demon civilization of that time."
"Terrifying!"
"This fog is precisely the splendid remnants of the prehistoric Sunflower Jiaxia Dynasty; now, only a glimpse is exposed, and it has already made us tremble in fear."
"It's hard to imagine, the grandeur of the Jiaxia civilization era, just how splendid and brilliant it was!"
Just the lingering thoughts of the god-demon alone spawned the fog, producing a batch of such powerful god-demon companions, trying to revive those Ancient Gods and Demons killed by Jiaxia...
The prehistoric Sunflower Dynasty definitely wasn't a fourth realm civilization.
Fifth realm?
Even sixth realm?
"No, third realm."
Fu Qingjun sat on the rooftop of a tall building, holding an umbrella, watching the distant battle, sipping tea quietly, feeling odd about the misunderstanding.
"Though, every realm seems to be a qualitative change."
This nameless evil existence, unknown what realm, can be powerful enough that even after death, its corpse inadvertently drifting to Earth has begun infecting other creatures, turning them into its Divine Blood offspring, trying to resurrect itself...
Perhaps this truly is — destruction has nothing to do with you?
In passing by, it's like stepping on an ant nest at the roadside.
"However, the passing corpse was one of the potential scenarios I anticipated." Fu Qingjun squinted his eyes, glanced at Earth's network; he was in retreat for more than a month, and upon returning, immediately launched the first wave of assault battles... various survivor camps were excited at this moment.
"Oh my, the Mayan Civilization!"
"Oh my god, World War III?"
Now, it's already entered an unprecedentedly feverish moment, all discussing this matter fervently.
Even though the satellite monitors' visibility is extremely low, the multitude of creatures coming from the moon to Earth was discovered.
Moreover, Fu Qingjun couldn't bother with attention here.
But over these days, foreign countries couldn't hide it; they also joined the satellite communications, gradually understanding the "truth" of this fog.
Tang Meng takes pictures!
Some student survivor camps were also taking screenshots!
Within the fog, all survivor camps were observing.
Even discussing, eager for action.
But none dared to go out, so they could only quietly watch the outside battle, witnessing those civilizations in mythological stories resisting those invaders, silently praying.
"The Mayan Civilization truly exists! God, thank you for saving us!"
"Our Eastern mythology's Celestial Emperor has also descended because Nuwa, from another dimension, is watching over here!"
"We must win."
"I want to cultivate immortality, I want to fight!"
This is too crazy.
Outside, a war in the fog is already underway, ancient Earth civilization and their opponents fiercely battling, this might just be World War III, right?
This Mayan Civilization, in an instant, has lost over ten billion lives, more than even Earth humans...
These people are all talking nonsense.
But some are seriously discussing,
"No wonder, the nearby camp was suddenly attacked. We checked the ruins, it was breached from the inside. I'm afraid someone has been infected by the mist, awakened intelligence, and joined that evil mist civilization!"
"The mist, it's practically a superweapon, comparable to a nuclear bomb..."
"No, it's more advanced than a nuclear bomb. A nuclear bomb destroys the enemy and leaves nothing behind. It's the most powerful weapon of our low-level civilization, but their weapon is a large-scale soul mist nuclear bomb!"
"Thought stamping! Assimilate you!"
"It's terrifying, this is a superweapon we couldn't even imagine before."
"Ah! Put it this way, if not for the emergence of the Mayan civilization, wouldn't we be completely at their mercy? We'd all end up dead, assimilated into..."
...
In an underground supermarket.
A burly man with a scar, holding a phone, looked at the scene and shouted, "Myth! Myth, it really exists, and it's already happening over there."
Incredible!
Simply incredible!
Some of those screenshot images were just so cool!
It's said that the speed is different over there, and we mere mortals can't even see clearly, we can only see sonic boom afterimages, moving rapidly.
The reason they could take photos and screenshots is that a few lucky survivors were taken in by the Mayan civilization. Now they've been imbued with Divine Blood, gained extraordinary powers, and are cultivating, projecting spiritual power into the mechanical demon core phone, uploading it to the network...
It's simply too advanced.
A few people dressed like thugs were also looking at their phones, faces full of excitement,
"The mist is actually some super cosmic being's remains, approaching here? That's ridiculous! This creature, when alive, must have had energy comparable to a sun?"
"What's so exaggerated about that? Aliens have myths, and we on Earth have myths too! It's just that we flesh-and-blood mortals couldn't think of it. The Celestial Emperor from the future is already here to assist in the war, even though he got slapped to death."
"Damn it, I've seen the sci-fi movie 'The Wandering Earth'! It's so shocking, the apocalypse is also an opportunity! If we..."
A few burly men looked at the pictures and laughed,
"Damn! Big brother, you can actually cultivate, become a deity, and travel through time and space! This is so awesome, though this apocalypse is enjoyable, those high and mighty pretty women who used to lord over others are now tired of us playing with them... This supermarket is really fun, eat, drink, and play with women, but life has become meaningless, how about..."
"Smack!"
A slap reddened the thug's face.
"You guys are really getting cocky, huh?" sneered the leading burly man, "You haven't enjoyed it long enough, killed a few cops, and you think you're something great?"
Besides the main camp still maintaining order, in small private camps, after a month, many have already displayed the ugliness of human nature, shortages of food due to fear of going out, spiritual emptiness, and various...
His expression softened, "Anyway, let's watch for a while longer."
Although he retorted, ambition flashed fiercely in his eyes!
This scene made him green with envy!
The Sunflower Dynasty, the God of Jiaxia, the Great Flood mythology...
Mayan civilization...
Nuwa creating humans...
These old mythological histories are just too fascinating.
In the apocalypse, people lived like dogs. Although he was living comfortably, he was also unwilling.
Knock, knock, knock!
Suddenly, from the warehouse nearby, came the roar of wild beasts.
"What the hell is all that noise? Those nasty women, do they need a beating again?"
In that room, women were detained.
The men were all killed, the pretty women kept.
With cursing voices, a thug went to open the door.
"Something's not right, those roars are not sounds that humans can make, gibberish... That's not human vocal cords capable of producing such syllables and languages."
Suddenly, the burly man seemed to think of something and shouted, "It was mentioned that the mist can affect those with mental breakdown and weak wills, turning them into evil, mad monsters. Could it be..."
The people in that room matched the characteristics completely.
Could it be, in despair, a mental collapse, accepting those gibberish utterances...
"Those damn women! Could they be about to——"
Just as he was about to stop...
Bang!
The door suddenly opened.
A monster burst out from within, its snow-white skin tearing like strips, vibrant red muscles blooming, crouching on the ground with eyes blood-red, like a licker from Resident Evil.
"Kill it!"
The big brother reacted quickly.
Bang!
Bang bang!
Guns fired suddenly.
But the opponent was extremely fast, leaping and latching onto the ceiling, taking several bullets, then pouncing on the men in front, biting frantically, as if truly a zombie, devouring them whole.
After a while,
The ground was a mess, the whole room spattered with blood.
The surroundings were empty, filled with desolation.
Suddenly, a hazy misty shadow gradually formed, overlooking the crimson muscular monster that no longer resembled a person,
"I am, Mara."
That figure looked at the camp, at the new Evil God tribesman infected by the mist, and spoke calmly, "I have finally come to the prehistoric, tens of thousands of years ago, to save my people..."
The newly born Evil God looked bewildered.
What was this ghost on this stupid planet talking about?
Also having inherited teachings, some vague memories also surfaced with the cultivation technique, appearing in the mind.
Could he be mistaking me for someone else?
"Why doesn't this person believe me either?" Mara murmured softly, "What I've said is obviously the true text of history, why have they all forgotten? Incredible, not even knowing Jiaxia, you all have forgotten too thoroughly, huh?"
He couldn't understand, yet sincerely said, "Yes, there's no mistake, those Atlantis and Eastern Celestial Emperor civilizations, attempting to alter our victorious prehistoric history and travel to this time... But how could I possibly allow them to trample on the dignity of ancestors from more than a hundred thousand years ago?"
With a compassionate expression, he bent down, "So, I've returned, I save you, help you maintain your history of victory over the opponent in the mist."
"???
The licker looked bewildered.