An old monster murmured to himself, "Why did I just sense a force that didn't seem to belong to this planet?
Did I drink too much and became a little confused?
I know that Eguo people can’t drink vodka randomly!”
Another old monster took a deep look into the distance and laughed dryly: "I seem to be drunk too, and I actually felt it.
But how could that kind of power appear on Earth? It’s absolutely impossible, impossible!”
The third old monster also shook his head and said: "It's all my fault that bastard Miganov gave me such a strong drink. I even doubted whether he added ingredients in it to make us hallucinate! Next time we meet
If I see him, I will definitely fight with him."
Several old monsters said this, as if they were explaining the sudden feeling in the distance, and also as if they were comforting themselves.
"Back to business."
The first old monster said, "What are your plans this time?
I have decided to go back and see my descendants, support them, and establish a force in the world.
If there really is a third world war, we might be able to extract some resources from it."
The second old monster nodded and said, "I think the same thing.
Over the past hundred years, I feel that the remaining energy on the earth is getting less and less. If it continues like this, it will be impossible to continue to become stronger, and it will never be able to get out of the Shattered Void.
But if you want to obtain more resources, it is impossible without secular support."
The third old monster said: "In this case, everyone should look for new opportunities.
I don’t know who among us old monsters can take the final step first!”
"I think those seven old monsters thought the same way. Otherwise, why would there be such a big commotion all of a sudden because of the death of a clan member."
The first old monster pouted and said.
The second old monster said: "Well, I think they also want to use the small country of New Ceylon to establish their prestige. After other powerful countries are afraid of it, they can then swallow up the resources of thousands of islands in the South Pacific.
Then the accumulation of seven of them is too scary!"
"I really envy them for having an excuse to have a seizure."
The third old monster sighed and said, "My hands are itchy now. I hope someone can mess with my head."
They chatted casually and seemed not to take anything on this planet seriously.
Suddenly, the three of them shook their bodies at the same time, and looked at each other in disbelief. After confirming that they were not the only ones who sensed it, they all looked in the same direction.
"Did you feel it?"
asked the first monster.
The second old monster said horrified: "You also sensed it?
Is it the old stone monster?"
"It should be him!"
The third old monster's face was ashen, "How is it possible? He actually died. Who did it?"
Before they finished speaking, they all opened their mouths and looked in another direction.
"Old Monster Iron Tree?"
"Even he fell!"
"What happened? Why did two old monsters die in succession?"
Before their shock stopped, they suddenly turned their heads and looked into the distance behind them.
"again!"
"The third fallen old monster!"
"Old monster Kuangyun... how is that possible!"
This is not the end yet, another one, another one, and another one, until the last one.
The three old monsters were all sluggish.
If an old monster died, they would still be confused.
The two old monsters died, leaving only shock.
Three old monsters died, and there was only fear in their hearts.
Four, five, six, seven, seven old monsters fell in a row. Their minds were blank. They could not imagine what happened to make the South Pacific run rampant for hundreds of years. Together, they could overturn the entire sea.
Two old monsters died at the same time! Those were seven old friends and enemies who were close to them in strength, victorious against each other, and had known each other for hundreds of years! If seven of them died at the same time, does that mean that the three of us also have
possible?
"hiss!"
The three old monsters all took a breath of cold air, and suddenly felt that the surroundings had become bitingly cold.
After a long silence, the first old monster said: "What do you think is going on?"
"Maybe... the lifespan is up?"
The second old monster murmured.
The third old monster smiled bitterly and said: "Seven people, their life spans have expired together?"
No one opened their mouth to answer this question. In fact, they all had the same guess in their hearts, but they couldn't say it out loud because the answer was even more unbelievable.
But, are there any other possibilities?
Suddenly, the first old monster said: "I thought about it carefully and found that my current resources are actually enough.
I won’t get involved in this matter and will go into seclusion immediately. Two old friends, let’s meet again in a hundred years!”
After saying that, without waiting for an answer, he flashed and submerged directly into the ice, burrowed into the Antarctic continent's hundreds of millions of years of frozen soil, and hibernated.
The remaining two old monsters looked at me and I looked at you. They showed an awkward smile to each other, waved their hands, and walked away at the same time.
Why let the world see their strength again, or how to compete with the major powers? All the rhetoric they had said before seemed to have never existed, disappearing together with their figures.
Are you kidding me? If there really was one person who could kill seven old monsters in the South Pacific at the same time, killing them would be as easy as killing chickens and dogs.
Maybe, that person has already taken the last step! If so, wouldn't they die early if they still go out to show off their talents?
Although they have lived for hundreds of years, they will only cherish life more and will never do such a dangerous thing.
It's safer to pretend to be dead... Not only the three old monsters on the Antarctic continent, but also some old monsters all over the world who are closely watching the movements in the South Pacific have also sensed the frightening series of death messages.
Stunned.
"This...how is this possible?"
"I have dealt with seven old monsters in the South Pacific. They were all extremely cruel people, and they actually died at the same time?
Oh my God, did they die together?"
"Is there any mistake? Seven old monsters fell together! Has there ever been such a tragic moment in history?"
"Are you crazy? What on earth is going on?"
The old monsters couldn't believe it at first, but after exchanging information with each other, they realized that this had really happened.
They all fell into panic immediately.
Those are seven old monsters. Old turtle-like monsters like them will find it difficult to perish unless they deliberately seek death.
Even if a powerful country bombs them with atomic bombs, they can still survive as long as they are given a small gap.
But this time, seven old monsters in the South Pacific were killed together, which made them realize that they would die too! But, who did it?
The old monsters have countless descendants, and they soon got a name that came back to them.