The peak civilizations produced in the first eight epochs were also divided into strong and weak ones.

The responsibilities assumed vary greatly.

Some civilizations leave a lot of legacy to their descendants, while others waste a lot of legacy.

It is not that the older the peak civilization is, the stronger it is. A large part of these peak civilizations have either fallen or fled.

It’s not that the newer one is, the stronger it is.

For example, the peak civilization of the Eighth Era is actually not that good - it assumes too few responsibilities, and as a result, the lifespan of the Ninth Era may not be long.

This is also helpless. How many civilizations in the world are willing to fight against the epochal disaster? If I can protect myself, what does the life and death of others have to do with me?

The fact that Pangea was able to survive until the ninth era was the result of many mistakes.

"Peak civilization? Huh, if you think too much, we will be dead by then!"

"It's better to suppress them severely now before they rise." These old men are very tough-tongued!

But secretly I am thinking that it is easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to provide help when the time is right - if you provide some support now, you will have the face to speak out in the future!

On the other side, there is a research room in Xiaodongtian.

The work of historical retrospection has officially begun!

On the table in the center of the room, there are all kinds of strange objects, parts of power armor, firearms and bullets, and metal blocks engraved with glyphs, all displayed miscellaneously.

These strange and strange creations were all found in the snake city.

Duke Megmeet of Lan Peng Civilization closed his eyes and picked up a part from time to time and smelled it twice with his nose.

Other human experts are also using various instruments to scan.

These parts are actually left behind by many different civilizations, which means that many races have been here in the long past.

"Your Majesty the Duke, do you have any traces of history?" the old cat asked.

"Huh - it seems there, I smell it, please wait a moment." A faint light bloomed in the birdman's eyes.

He picked up a mirror.

It is also borrowed from the rat craftsmen, which can effectively strengthen one's own abilities.

God's Skills - Historical Review!

Gradually, a blurry shadow appeared in the mirror.

Heavy and depressing.

The sky in the mirror showed a breathtaking dark purple color, and the huge vortexes were like black holes, as if just looking at them would suck the soul in.

"ah!"

Megmit snorted coldly, blood seeping out of his nose, and he quickly adjusted the mirror so as not to look back at the terrifying sky.

"Is this an epochal disaster?!" The old cat was shocked, "Duke, please make the picture blurry.

Don’t let the backlash come your way!”

The picture suddenly became blurry, like a squirming mosaic.

The grasslands are withered and yellow, the earth is cracked, and severe drought has appeared in this world, as if it has not rained in a hundred years.

Near the Snake Man's Palace, there are a large number of spaceships coming and going.

These spacecraft are astonishingly huge, often measuring three to five hundred kilometers in size, like giant mountains.

At this moment, the [strange] alien space seems to have expanded countless times, and can actually accommodate so many spaceships.

"Is this... this ghost place a refuge?" Lu Tiantian, Hai Zhiyun and other think tanks were also attracted by the shocking scene in the mirror.

Umi Zhiyun shook his head again, thinking to himself: "No, it's not a refuge, but an escape point! Because there is still too little garbage left here."

"This place may be the easiest place to escape from the epochal disaster! Just like rockets are always launched near the equator, because they can rely on the earth's autobiography."

"Does Pangea have a similar mechanism?"

He was silent for a moment, then murmured: "Is this the secret guarded by the aliens - this is the escape point?"

Obviously, no.

Intermittent sounds came from the mirror.

"Where is the Great Spiritual Rhythm—Where is the Great Spiritual Yumster you promised—(*noise)" A tired and angry voice reached people's ears.

"We agreed that we will let the new Great Soul Master take over our class!!'

"In the next era, not many of us will be able to survive—what will we do then?! (*Noise)"

"You deserve to die! You————&*————." The voice seemed to be that of an old snake man.

These sounds are very chaotic, intermittent, and there are huge vibrations from time to time.

The epochal disaster is about to happen.

"There is really great information! Can you make it clearer?" The old cat couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Others in the room also became excited and perked up their ears.

"There's nothing I can do--it's the limit. This scene is very scary, and it could bring backlash to me at any time, so I have to be careful.

"The Blue Peng Birdman looked tired.

"Then you'd better be more cautious."

The confrontation between the two sides in the mirror continues, "How could you do this————·What should we do in the ninth era?!"

"What bullshit peak civilization, are you really—"

Two mosaic-like groups stood next to the pool, facing each other.

The picture was too blurry and I could only see an outline clearly.

"This group of people are—— aliens? There are so many of them?!"

There are at least thirty or fifty alien groups! It’s a huge group.

Everyone has a unique skill.

The lifespan of the Great Spiritualist is very long, and coupled with the ability of the "Eternal Life Spring", these old monks are likely to be remnants of previous eras.

On the other side is a vague mechanical shadow, with no specific shape or appearance.

It was as if a big cold hand had wiped away their figures, and even their voices could not be heard.

"(*Noise) What—what kind of bullshit plan is this?!"

"All the inheritance has been squandered by you."

"Are the two sides bargaining?"

The next sound was fragmented, and occasionally loud roars could be heard.

This group of aliens seems to be very dissatisfied with the performance of this large group of civilizations.

Finally, in a state of helplessness, the blurry shadow left the sky, and the spacecraft entered the whirlpool-like structures of black holes.

Only an unknown thing, suspected to be a technological creation, was left behind.

The aliens threw this "technological creation" into the spring water, and the entire water surface exploded.

Then each of them smiled bitterly and looked at the dark purple sky.

"Is this all that's left——"

An old voice said helplessly: "How many of us will be alive in the next era?"

"Even we ourselves——have lost our memory."

"In the ninth era, if the top civilization had not emerged - Pangea would have been destroyed."

"Just live an ignoble existence - [Demon], I'll leave it to you - it's necessary to wake us up again."

These old guys dug a hole in the soil and buried themselves in it.

Some people cried in coffins and then drank the spring water crazily. The magic of the "Fountain of Eternal Life" made them slowly lose their memory and turned into long-lived idiots.

The snake people in the city still live a peaceful life, as if the occurrence of the epochal disaster and the arrival of so many powerful civilizations have no impact on them.

Disasters occurred eight times.

Civilization has changed a lot.

This historical retrospective story ended so nonsensically.

For a moment, everyone was shocked by this horrific scene.

"Megmeet", who was in charge of historical retrieval, had his feathers standing on end. He was really afraid that he would die suddenly if he came into contact with any poisonous information.

"Thankfully I took precautions in advance."

There is still some amount of information.

Because it didn't involve anything "poisonous", everyone started discussing it with great interest.
To be continued...