Swallowing the Stars, Hu Yanbo's Pre-Godhood

Chapter 190 Influence on Birth

In the virtual universe, a newly opened combat space.

Here, all the cosmic lords of humanity, except for Huyanbo and the Giant Axe Founder, sit on their thrones.

At this moment, these human universe masters all showed joy on their faces, some even grinning from ear to ear.

"Gentlemen," the Chaos City Lord, seated in the main seat, began, "you must have all received the message from Wanxiang."

,"received!"

"Chaos, give the order! My sword is itching for battle!"

"Haha, after waiting for so many years, this day has finally come!"

The responses came one after another, especially from the ancient beings who had come from the era of the progenitors, such as the Lord of Dragon Journey, the Lord of Wilderness Mirror, and the Lord of Peng Gong. They had witnessed the glory of the human race and also experienced a long period of suppression. They were full of energy and eager to fight.

"Me, Xu Jin, Qing Dong, Peng Gong—" He named four super strong individuals from the five major forces in one breath.

"You and my clones will guard the core territory of my human race, remaining vigilant against any unusual movements by the demon race and the insectoid race!"

"The rest of the universe lords, follow me on this expedition! Each of you will command the universe venerables I have assigned, and the target areas have also been allocated to you."

Long before Hu Yanbo planned to take action against the Mechanical Race Father God, he had already given instructions to the Chaos City Lord regarding the subsequent actions if the Mechanical Race Father God was killed.

Therefore, when the Machine Race's Father God fell, the Chaos City Lord was able to quickly compile a detailed plan, down to the legion's organization,

The operational plans, including attack routes, resource allocation, and contingency plans, were distributed to each Lord of the Universe.

"Let's do it together," the Chaos City Lord's voice suddenly rose.

"Fight for the greatness of humanity once again!!!"

"For the sake of our people!!"

"For glory!!!"

"kill!!!"

All the lords of the universe roared in unison.

"Disperse!" the Chaos City Lord commanded.

As the pinnacle race, the Machine Race, together with the Humans, Demons, and Zerg, shared the richest core territories of the primordial universe. They controlled nearly a thousand star sectors, a vast territory rich in resources.

However, at this moment, every core star sector of this vast territory is shrouded in the shadow of a "hasty yet efficient mass evacuation".

Migrate, migrate at any cost!

They abandoned territories cultivated for countless epochs, fortified strongholds, and massive amounts of resources and facilities that could not be taken away immediately, all for the sake of migration, a migration regardless of the cost!

Despite the fact that many powerful members of the mechanical race did not understand.

But that doesn't mean they won't comply.

The group structure, which is naturally bound to God, is now showing its most efficient side.

The core area of ​​a certain star sector.

A massive, silver-white interstellar fortress floats in the air, with numerous temporary teleportation channels for the divine kingdom within it.

Immortal powerhouses are constantly arriving from various regions of this star sector.

"Hurry! Only ten seconds left! Leave in ten seconds."

A mechanical cosmic venerable kept urging him on in the virtual universe.

*Buzz!* *Whoosh!*

Space fluctuated continuously as countless immortal gods of the Machine Race rushed from all corners of the star sector, handing over world rings one by one.

Each ring contains a large number of mechanical geniuses.

Just as Venerable Jinliu was preparing to collect the last few rings and leave the divine kingdom,

The entire starry sky suddenly froze.

All members of the Machine Race, whether Immortal or Venerable Jinliu himself, felt an irresistible and terrifying force locking down spacetime, fixing them firmly in place, and even their thoughts became sluggish.

"The Lord of the Universe, who controls time and space." Venerable Jinliu was horrified.

Wow!

An avatar of the Lord of Desolation, clad in golden armor, appeared in the starry sky.

He looked down at the frozen mechanical warriors below, and at the floating world rings containing billions of tiny lives, his eyes unwavering.

next moment.

Puff! Puff! Puff! ————

Venerable Jinliu, hundreds of mechanical immortals, the items on their bodies, and the bewildered mechanical geniuses within the hundreds of world rings in their hands and beside them.

Under the absolute power of the cosmic sovereign, it was instantly and completely annihilated, turning into the most basic stream of particles and disappearing without a trace.

The founder of the giant axe and Huyanbo promised the mechanical race's father god that they would not hunt down those mechanical race members who had successfully escaped their original territory.

As for those who haven't had a chance to escape yet, they are naturally not within the scope of the promised protection.

"This is war!"

"It has been a long time since our human race has experienced such a great victory."

The Lord of the Wasteland sighed softly, and then made no further move.

"In this large-scale operation by the human race, the main task of the cosmic lords is not to personally push through the map."

After all, the number of Lords of the Universe is limited, but the number of Venerables of the Universe, especially this time the Venerable Legion which brings together the human race, many vassal races and the entire Hong Alliance, is extremely large.

It was these legions, centered around the Supreme Ruler of the Universe, that truly carried out the substantial sweeping, occupation, and resource plundering of the Machine Race's territory.

The task of the Lords of the Universe is to ensure that these legions of Venerables can operate safely and efficiently within their respective sector.

If there is fierce resistance, we can intervene in time to quell it.

The two strongest members of the demon race are still on their way back from Liuchong Mountain. At this moment, what is presiding over the primordial universe is their divine power incarnation.

Within the exclusive virtual space of the Dream Demon Ancestor's Secret Realm, all the universe lords of the demon race were urgently summoned.

"I have summoned you because the father god of the mechanical race has fallen." The avatar of the Demon Ancestor sat on the throne, his voice deep.

Not long ago, the other side's divine avatar contacted them to discuss a joint effort against the human race. In the blink of an eye, the avatar disappeared, and the human army had already invaded the territory of the machine race.

This can only point to a cruel truth.

The virtual space was deathly silent. Then, the Lord of Chang, with her pure white body, golden eyes and beak, and black feathered crown, spoke, asking, "Ancestor Zhen, do you know how the Mechanical Race's Father God perished?"

"According to the last message from the machine, he was ambushed and killed by the founder of the human giant axe and the mountain dweller," Zhen Yaozu said slowly.

"The giant axe now possesses top-tier strength at the tenth rank."

"The Mountain-Sitting Guest's mechanical abilities have not been described in detail, but he is probably not far from this level."

"A giant axe? A hermit?!"

"Humanity suddenly has two Tier 10 combatants?!"

The demon race's universe lords were deeply shaken, especially those ancient beings who had survived from the primordial era, who felt a chill run down their spines.

One primordial being once suffocated the entire primordial universe, and now humanity possesses two beings of that level of combat power?

This is a nightmare come true.

And it's an enhanced version of the nightmare replay!

"The human race is powerful. Before Mengcha and I return, you must restrain your subordinates and avoid direct conflict with humans." Zhen Yaozu suppressed the commotion in the space; he could see it clearly.

The fact that humans could surround and kill the mechanical race's father god, whose strength was no less than his, meant that they also had the ability to threaten the life of the Demon Ancestor.

His ultimate treasure is offensive, and its defensive capabilities are not much different from those of the mechanical race's father god.

Fortunately, the demon race has two of the strongest members. As long as he and the Dream Demon Ancestor are not separated, it will be extremely difficult for Giant Axe and Mountain-Sitting Guest to replicate their encirclement and kill tactics.

As for the Zerg Queen, she has a palace-type supreme treasure protecting her. If she stays put and doesn't come out, even the Giant Axe and the Mountain Keeper will have difficulty getting to her.

Zhen Yaozu continued, "Right now, as long as Mengcha and I are still here, and you all don't go too far, the human race won't dare to go too far."

"If the strongest being in the universe were to retaliate without regard for anything else, the destructive power it would have would be something that even humanity today could not withstand."

"We will also maintain closer contact with the Queen. From now on, our demon race will need to unite with the insect race to fight against the human race."

"Yes!" All the lords of the universe responded in unison.

"The machine has crashed."

Like the two strongest members of the demon race, the Zerg Queen also drew the same conclusion immediately based on the signs of the dissipation of the mechanical father god's avatar and the sudden attack by humans.

"Pass on my order: No one is permitted to provoke any human race in the near future."

"If humans attempt to probe or cross the boundary on a small scale, simply drive them away. Do not escalate the conflict, and absolutely do not venture into the territory of the Machine Race to participate in the struggle." The Empress quickly relayed this message to all the Zerg universe masters through the virtual world.

"Mengcha and the others have the desire to unite with my Zerg to fight against the Humans. I am..." the Zerg Queen pondered.

During her recent conversation with the Mountain Guest, he not only told her not to provoke the Lord of All Things, but also told her some other things.

She did not share these things with anyone.

"But the strength that the human race has shown so far is not enough..." The Zerg Queen was still pondering.

The giant axe is very powerful, that's for sure.

But this is the original Yu Shen, and she also possesses the most powerful and precious treasures of the palace.

"Let's go ask the mountain dweller again!"

As the highest levels of the Demon Race and the Insect Race conveyed their judgment that the Machine Race's Father God had fallen at the hands of humans to their respective Universe Lords, and instructed the forces within their alliances to avoid human confrontation in the near future, this explosive news quickly spread to the top power circles of the entire Primordial Universe.

The Northern Frontier Alliance, the Prison Clan, the Crystal Clan, and the Starry Sky Beast Alliance—these super forces, each possessing the strongest beings in the universe, have also received word of the situation.

The leader of the Northern Frontier Alliance instructed its members to act according to circumstances and prioritize self-preservation.

The strongest members of the Prison Clan and the Crystal Clan lacked supreme treasures and were already living in seclusion. At this moment, they strictly ordered their clansmen to shrink their activities and not get involved.

The old Beast God of the Starry Sky Beast Alliance was secretly plotting something.

Those large and powerful races that did not have the strongest beings in the universe in their ranks, upon learning this news, were shocked and almost without hesitation issued similar orders: in the near future, it is strictly forbidden to provoke humans and their allies in any form, and to give way to human powerhouses.

For a time, with the war in the territory of the Machine Race at its core, the vast starry sky of the entire primordial universe fell into an extremely strange calm.

A silent consensus is spreading among all factions: Don't become the next machine race.

The primordial universe, a remote and desolate land.

The vast and silent starry sky is as thin as a fog.

This place is far from the core prosperous area that the four top clans once fiercely fought over, and also far from the secondary rich areas occupied by those super powers. It is a truly barren land.

Several figures exuding powerful auras were silently hovering in front of the entrance to a newly discovered, medium-sized secret realm.

These were the remaining core high-ranking members of the Mechanical Race—the Lord of Silver Flow, the Lord of Observation, and the Lord of Secret Space.

"The energy concentration is less than one-tenth of that of our homeland," the Lord of Guanheng sighed softly.

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"With such a concentration of cosmic energy, the probability of producing outstanding geniuses becomes extremely low."

"That's enough," the Silver Stream Master said.

"If it weren't for the Father God's last-minute deal, we might not even be able to occupy such a relatively stable territory now, and would only be able to wander in more remote and desolate areas, or be hunted down and killed."

He looked at the sparse stars in the distance, where a large number of mechanical race ships were busy building bases and transferring seeds that carried the hopes for the future of their race.

The so-called "remote territories" are a relative concept.

In the eyes of the four top races, apart from the region of cosmic essence that they occupy, the vast other areas can be called remote.

The star system that the Machine Race has now reached is even further from the center than the usual definition of "remote".

Of course, the universe is boundless, and there are still regions that are more desolate and have less energy than this place.

"At least," the Lord of Silver Stream said slowly, as if trying to convince his companions, and also as if trying to convince himself.

"The average cosmic energy here is only about ten times less than that of our lost homeland."

"With no top-tier powers entrenched in the surrounding area, our existing strength is sufficient for us to establish ourselves here, recuperate, and continue our civilization."

"When a new genius emerges among us and breaks through that barrier, there will be a chance for us to return to the core!"

That's what they say, a return to the core?

The fall of the strongest not only means the loss of the highest military protection, but also means that a large part of the foundation of the race's development potential has been severed.

Resource scarcity means a lower probability of geniuses emerging and a slower pace of growth for the strong.

Falling behind in one step can lead to falling behind in every step.

This is a cruel negative cycle.

But at that moment, no one mentioned it.

Today is cruel, but at least we should have hope for tomorrow!

Time flows like a silent torrent; for cosmic beings with near-eternal lifespans, thousands of years may be but a fleeting moment.

However, the original universe underwent a dramatic transformation over these thousands of years, presenting an unprecedented and almost eerie scene of peace.

The starry sky, which was originally filled with territorial friction, resource competition, and assassination of geniuses, seemed to have suddenly become much quieter.

Aside from those remote territories, the conflicts arising between many ordinary and vulnerable ethnic groups due to limited living space and resources...

Aside from sporadic, low-level disputes, large-scale conflicts have almost disappeared from the core stage of the universe.

Even on the original planet, because there were too many "empty boxes," fewer cosmic lords came to fight.

It can be said that this was the most peaceful period in the primordial universe since the end of the primordial era.

In the cultivation area of ​​a certain life-bearing planet within the Meteorite Star Holy Land, a slightly surprised voice rang out.

"So, to return to Earth, one must pass the ultimate test from Meteorite?"

The speaker was a young man with black hair, black eyes, and a resolute face, dressed in a simple black combat uniform.

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