35: Chapter 35: Heavy Losses!

Lin Yunfei's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the Divine Kingdom, which had suffered catastrophic losses under the xuanming heavy water tribulation; his heart was bleeding! ! !

He could no longer tough it out!

This Grade B building was not easily obtained, and the fertility and micro-ecological recycling effects it brought were the cornerstone of the Divine Kingdom's development.

"We must immediately stop the altar's operation and find a way to protect it!"

Following the issuance of the command, the towering stone altar in the center of the Divine Kingdom emitted a dull hum.

The earth-yellow halo flowing across its surface slowly receded, halting the array patterns that transmitted the earth's vein power outward, and plunging the entire altar into a low-power dormant state.

Deprived of the altar's halo protection, that dark brown fertile soil was completely exposed to the torrential black rain, and the rate of soil erosion instantly surged several times over.

Large swaths of fertile mud turned into foul-smelling black water, and the topsoil seemed to be scraped away layer after layer by an invisible sharp blade.

However, this was currently the only way to save the core buildings.

Immediately afterward, through the creation terminal, he transformed his will into a mighty divine sound that exploded directly above the firmament of the Divine Kingdom.

"My people! Do not make meaningless sacrifices; immediately look for sturdy shelters to hide from the disaster rain!"

"Warriors of the Megalithic City-State, listen to my command! Quickly mobilize boulders and thick wood to build a shelter above the altar of the abundant spring. At all costs, block the black rain and protect the altar!"

The grand oracle penetrated the thick, oppressive tribulation clouds and fell into the ears of every human race member who was struggling to endure.

In front of the Megalithic City-State.

High Priest Xi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and without hesitation, he dismissed the crumbling green spiritual power barrier in his hand and roared toward the sky.

"Follow the Father God's will! Retreat! Everyone, fall back into the stone hall immediately!"

Leader Yan Er wiped the bloody water from his face and let out a deafening roar.

Three thousand heavy-armored warriors immediately tightened their formation, covering the old, weak, women, and children within the city-state, and poured like a tidal wave toward the tall buildings constructed of giant trees and boulders.

Thanks to the leapfrog development of the human race's previous civilization, coupled with the infrastructure frenzy intentionally guided by Lin Yunfei, the main structures of the Megalithic City-State were all forged from extremely heavy rock.

When everyone retreated into the tall stone hall, the heavy stone doors were tightly shut.

"Chi chi chi——"

Outside the door, the grayish-black rainwater hammered frantically against the stone-paved roofs and walls, producing a teeth-gritting corrosive sound.

Layers of hard stone chips were forcibly peeled off and flowed away as muddy water. Fortunately, these buildings had undergone multi-layer reinforcement, and the stone walls were thick enough to barely withstand this terrifying dual erosion of physics and laws for a short time.

Leader Yan Er leaned against the cold stone wall, listening to the rain outside as if it were about to destroy the world, and panted heavily.

Although they were temporarily safe, everyone's eyes were filled with panic. That was an instinctive fear of life when facing an unknown heavenly punishment.

Compared to the barely sustained Megalithic City-State in the Central Plains region, another tribe far away in the Far North Ice Field had plunged into a desperate purgatory at this moment.

Far North Ice Field.

The temperature here was already tens of degrees below zero, and when the xuanming heavy water containing destructive power descended.

Drastically affected by the environmental laws of the Far North, the grayish-black rainwater, which was originally in a liquid state, unexpectedly condensed into extremely sharp icicles in mid-air!

This was not ordinary ice rain, but death ice cones as sharp as knives and carrying highly toxic corrosive attributes!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh! ! !"

The black icicles all over the sky, like the Grim Reaper's arrow rain, poured frantically onto the camp of the Far North tribe.

Due to the characteristics of nomadism and hunting, the Far North tribe led by Yan San did not build solid stone shelters like the Megalithic City-State.

The vast majority of the places they lived in were tents built using animal skins and simple wood.

In front of the ice cones transformed from xuanming heavy water, these tents were as fragile as sheets of thin paper.

"Puchi!"

A half-meter-long black ice cone easily tore through the heavy snowfield yak hide.

Not only that, the moment the ice cone contacted the animal skin, the highly toxic corrosive force contained inside suddenly erupted.

It directly melted a huge hole out of the top of the entire tent, and the fatal black water poured wildly down the opening.

"No! My child!"

A tribal woman let out a heartbreaking, shrill scream.

Her child had long since been deprived of life by this black water!

"Damn it! All of you, retreat! Hide in the underground ice caves! Hurry!"

Yan San's eyes were as red as blood, resembling a maddened beast. He frantically wielded the heavy battleaxe in his hand, driving the violent vital energy in his body to the limit, trying to split the falling ice cones and fight for a glimmer of survival for his tribesmen.

However, the fine toxic water splashing after the ice cones were split apart also possessed terrifying penetration and lethality.

The toxic water fell on his armor, instantly burning through the iron plates and branding bone-deep black holes into his flesh.

The casualty figures of the Far North tribe were rising straight up at a terrifying speed.

"Why... What on earth did we do wrong..." Yan San knelt in the muddy toxic snow, looking at the tribesmen around him who were continuously falling and whose complete corpses could not even be preserved, uttering a desperate and shrill wail.

Above the nine heavens.

Looking at the soaring death toll and the frantically flashing red lights on the creation terminal, Lin Yunfei felt his heart bleeding.

The passing of every single life was a severe loss of his Divine Kingdom's foundation.

And the damage caused by this calamity to the world's ecological environment was still continuously deepening.

The most terrifying thing about the xuanming heavy water was not only the destructive lethality it brought when falling, but also its terrifying accumulation and assimilation properties after landing.

Across the ten-square-kilometer wasteland, countless pits and hollows were rapidly filled with grayish-black rainwater.

At first, they were just patches of foul-smelling black puddles.

But as the rain continued to intensify, these puddles began to overflow, converging along the terrain into streams of highly toxic black water. These streams were like ulcerated scars on the earth, crisscrossing the wasteland, frantically nibbling and melting the remaining vitality around them.

Gradually, the black streams continuously converged in the low-lying basin.

In just a dozen breaths of time, a black poisonous lake hundreds of meters in radius formed with a roar on the territory of the Divine Kingdom.

Highly toxic bubbles rolled across the lake's surface, and any substance that approached would be instantly dissolved.

The Divine Kingdom, which was originally full of vitality and hope, was irreversibly degenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye toward the "Chaotic Toxic Swamp" recorded in the archives.

More than half of the Divine Kingdom's ecosystem had been declared completely collapsed.

However, right in this suffocating atmosphere of despair,

Lin Yunfei's previously ashen gaze suddenly paused in the corner of the holographic projection!