Space for preparing for war in a witchcraft civilization.

A delicate and lovely young girl's voice echoed, clear and melodious, yet tinged with an indescribable sadness.

"Grandma! ~ Grandma! ~"

"Little Anna knitted so many little dolls today! Grandma, do you think Little Anna has improved?"

"Hehehe... Grandma praised little Anna, and little Anna is so happy..."

"Little Anna will definitely continue to work hard..."

"Grandma...it's so good to be with you..."

At this moment, the vast preparation space was filled with severed limbs and fragments of flesh, turning the originally pure white space blood-red.

Above flesh and blood.

One after another, strangely shaped, eerie and terrifying half-human figures stood silently, expressionless.

Countless drops of blood.

It slid off the half-doll's body and gathered into the flesh and blood on the ground.

At the center of the blood-soaked carpet, a kind-faced, benevolent old woman sat hunched over. Her coarse, greyish-white linen clothes, though clean and tidy, stood out starkly against the endless crimson surroundings.

On the old woman's back, a tattered rag doll was happily hugging her neck, just like a little girl spoiling her grandmother.

However, something is strange...

Although the doll looks happy.

but....

Two terrifying streams of blood and tears slowly flowed down the rag doll's small face, corroding her skin and leaving deep tear stains...

The doll's arms were completely embedded in the old woman's neck.

It seems that as long as you exert force...

They would then twist the old woman's head off...

"Grandma and little Anna...."

"Forever...forever together..."

"very nice...."

..............

The space for the calamity-bringing civilization to prepare for war.

A purplish-red fungal carpet spread rampantly...

Disgusting, sticky...

One after another, ferocious and brutal Zerg, like flesh-and-blood war machines, were neatly arranged on the creep, waiting for the slaughter to begin.

At the forefront of the Zerg array were nine Zerg commanders whose auras were the most terrifying.

However, what's surprising is...

Among the nine Zerg leaders...

There are six of them, all in human form...

At the very front of the nine Zerg leaders stood the Zerg Overmind, who had also taken human form... Zeratul!

At this moment, Zeratul had grey skin and bulging muscles, but was bound by a yellow half-body insect armor. What was most striking was Zeratul's face.

because....

Zeratul's face had only eerie green eyes.

besides....

Below his eyes, a large, thick cloak extended all the way to Zeratul's lower body...

“My newborn child… was actually killed…” Zeratul shook his thick chest, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"She's just a child..."

"Humans! Damn humans! It must be humans! They don't even spare children!!!"

After venting for a while, Zeratul's eyes calmed down.

"Since my child is dead..."

"Then... let's use the entire flesh and blood of the human race participating in this competition, as well as our home planet..."

"Let's have another child..."

...............

The Demon Elephant Civilization's War Preparation Space.

It was dazzling with golden light and brilliant brightness.

Amidst the golden light, the soft sounds of conversation could be heard.

"The humans of Universe Seven actually possess so many stellar weapons? That doesn't make sense. How could a planetary civilization develop so quickly? Which planetary civilization is doing this?"

"Moreover, this is a wild human civilization..."

"Could it be... because the humans in the previous universes were wiped out, transformed, and enslaved..."

"so...."

"So what?"

"So, the most disgusting thing about humanity, the resonance of destiny, has nowhere else to resonate, so it has to be forced into some remote corner to resonate together?"

"Um...that's certainly possible..."

...

An Tushu's face was contorted with worry as she frowned in thought.

The preparation space grew increasingly noisy as An Tuan pondered his actions.

Some middle-aged women even organized themselves and occupied a space in the preparation area, holding hands and dancing in the square.

Around them, groups of men from all over the world gathered, discussing which woman had a good back, good legs, and good health.

On the other side.

"I choose the wet nurse."

"I also choose the wet nurse."

"I choose... the marksman?"

"Then I'll choose the marksman too!!!"

"I, I...I also want to play a marksman..."

"Hahahaha... Look at those five idiots on the other side, three marksmen and two healers, what are they even playing for! Watch me jungle and carry you guys... Holy crap, you guys actually picked four healers!?"

A group of elementary school students, middle school students, and female college students... have already started forming teams to compete...

a long time.

"How about... we kill them all?"

An Tu Sha clapped his hands and looked up at Li Qingyu, "Second brother, the mission is yours!"

Well....

With your level of understanding, what are you even thinking about...?

And that way of addressing you, it sounds so irritating...

Li Qingyu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, then turned to Xiaofu and said, "Third brother, the mission is yours!"

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