The Atlantis civilization, building mechanical spaceships, mechanical mechas, increasingly transformed into a higher magic artifact race.

Meanwhile, the Eastern Celestial Court also redeveloped itself.

All tribes began to vie for supremacy once again, yet no one could catch up to the brilliant Dark Titan civilization, with a gap in civilization scale that must be at least a million.

The tribes of the world continue to survive covertly underground.

The tenth year of the Dark Titan Era.

A Giant God Palace was established on the Moon, still ignoring the major survivor camps, allowing them to continue proliferating new companions to join them.

“Those natives are no cause for fear,” a being spoke coldly.

However, some strange occurrences appeared.

Some new Dark Titans started to enter an unidentified Titan mist faction, gradually growing stronger.

This faction called themselves descendants of gods and demons, claimed to have awakened ancestral memories, already knowing the origin of the god-demon that birthed them, which was the Great Flood’s god-demon slaughtered by Jiaxia.

“On the first day, Amiro created all things.”

“On the second day, Hemorus granted knowledge.”

“On the third day, Jiaxia guided wisdom.”

…

They read ancient histories, advocating that although demonic, they must not forget their origins while seeking to revive the old gods and demons.

In the distance, the Mayan civilization, unaware that it was due to Morra’s covert machinations, became absolutely certain.

“Just as expected!”

Emperor Hongqi spoke with cold conviction: “Those evil beings in the mist have finally recalled their prehistoric history! They admit they are the divine offspring born from the remnants of ancient gods and demons in the Sun Golden Tower era slaughtered by Jiaxia!”

Previously, he had doubts,

Why won’t they admit it?

Is there some special mystery to the Great Flood incident?

Now, they have indeed acknowledged it, proving this segment of history is unquestionable!

Since they admit it themselves, what possible issues could remain?

At this moment,

“You are deserters of your ancestors!”

A Dark Titan roared, taking the initiative, with those reading history filled with righteous indignation, they even started rebuking those forgetful beings on the Moon across space.

These mist giants began clashing among themselves,

“You forgot the history of your gods and demons!” An infected muscle-red monster elder reprimanded in deep anguish.

“???”

“We are the gods and demons killed by Jiaxia during the Great Flood, gathering with the intention of reviving post-Flood!!” A mist presence proclaimed justly.

“???”

“Who do you call deserters of ancestors? What exactly are you folks?” The Dark Titans on the Moon were completely shocked; what on earth is this nonsense???

A headache with two heads!

They couldn’t understand.

The babblings of natives were permissible, yet you, infected by the mist, received madness whispered in the darkness, gaining inherited memory, should be clear-minded.

Why follow them in madness?

They even vaguely started suspecting whether their inherited memories were missing a portion?

Is this lowly planet not lowly?

Are we too from an era on this planet, with a civilizational gap of millions of years merely due to a civilizational rupture?

They found recent events somewhat existentially questionable.

But regardless, both sides still engaged in conflict.

“Quick work of diction!” “I think it’s your mind that has problems, inheritance missing!”

They are not easily confused individuals.

The newly emerging Dark Titans, weak in strength, could not remotely match the opponent and could only constantly flee.

Morra, in the shadows, was unspeakably delighted, laughing:

“The world knows not that I, Morra, hide in darkness, reviving my race, thus contending for the world, our devil clan’s era has finally arrived!”

Morra began choosing among the Dark Titan geniuses.

He selected one dark minion converted from an office worker, named him Bruce, to become the leader of this race.

Morra’s talent for recognizing people is indeed frightening, Bruce is truly ambitious and talented, at this moment nurturing the earthly beings, gazing at the numerous demon realm mortals small as ants,

“They lack reverence for ancestors, not taking the life force to surpass the True God… content with a false Divine Realm, I must defeat the strong enemies on the Moon Palace, thus…. overturn the right order!”

Bruce, this giant with blood-red muscles all over, released his expansive spiritual power, only feeling heaven and earth are blood-red.

At this moment, he’s only at the third realm, intending to defeat those false gods is wishful thinking, yet if he breaks through to the fourth realm True God, he would instead not fear them.

Morra revealed a gratified smile,

“With reverence, not forgetting the fallen, though a ghost hero yet not forgetting earthly affairs, understanding this, I am already very satisfied.”

And that Liu Luo’s treacherous disciple, acts without restraint, respects no one, abides by no rules, ungrateful, starkly contrasting.

The fifteenth year of the Dark Titan Era.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Maya cataclysm had already passed fifteen days. For the people in the survivor’s camp, it was merely half a month, but too much had already changed.

A breathtaking aura expanded outward.

“I have broken into the realm of the True God of Mankind!”

On this day, Bruce went alone to the Moon, where the mist inhabitants dared not face him alone and joined forces to defeat him.

Although Bruce was defeated, he remained full of spirit.

“I shall rise like a comet and reign over the world!”

The apocalypse on Earth began to transition into the Extraordinary Cosmic Era, with the Titan Race rising to govern the world!

—”The Sixth Solar Era, Titan Era Prelude”

…

Time flies,

The Titan Era was already 36 years old.

For the short-lived Maya Race, it seemed overwhelmingly long!

But for the Mist Giants, with bodies and lifespans similar to modern humans, it was truly over thirty years….though in reality, it was just over a month.

After long years of proliferation, the new Dark Titan Race’s population had reached two hundred.

They all followed the path of elite soldiers.

“We, with our sparse population, follow the path of false gods, using the Divine Blood in the mist to break through, which is too wasteful! We strive for the living beings of the world, where everyone can be a True God!”

“Only with a large number of True Gods can we revive the ancient Gods and Demons!”

This indeed was the best move,

It was the optimal choice to revive that one remnant,

True Gods, have far more potential than incomplete false gods,

And thus, Moro was wholeheartedly trying to revive that ancient God and Demon, really thinking it was of his kind, as if he had returned to hundreds of thousands of years ago, bringing glory to his “kindred” from ancient times,

so he was not suspected…

Because for these Mist Giants, distinguishing between truth and lies was too easy!

At this moment, all two hundred had become third realm powerhouses, and seven had already broken through to become True Gods, forming a connection of imposing vigor!

Bruce, following Moro’s will, blended Moro’s civilizational style into a ruined office building, using it as a base to issue the “New Humanity” decree, aiming to revive the great Mist Ancient God:

“First, slaughter those who traverse time and space attempting to change our winning history of this era, Atlantis, Eastern Celestial Court! The Mayan Civilization is destined to be a loser, enslaved by us!”

“Second, capture and enslave the Maya Race to become slaves to our Ghost Race, make them proliferate and then kill them, producing our kin….then proliferate to worship us, allowing True Gods to emerge for us!”

…

These are two more of the best decisions.

Moro indeed provided the best strategy, secretly advising his disciple: To be ruthless with the Maya, Atlantis, and Eastern Celestial Court, desperately exploiting and enslaving them, not giving any chance for resistance or comeback!

Furthermore, Moro even used his talent to constantly possess members of various tribes, using this to report points, causing hidden underground tribes to be inexplicably slaughtered and captured as slaves.

For a time, countless underground Maya civilization tribes were terrified at the news.

Fu Qingjun heard this news, and his face turned black!

Good job, Moro!

This Earth traitor was indeed diligent….

As an insider, he indeed knew the detailed internal intelligence of these three civilizations, and by informing the enemy, he indeed had a great impact…

At this time, the Titan Race on the Moon was also thoroughly in awe.

“This unknown dark fellow tribe has developed too fiercely.”

Their population was in the thousands, with the development of false gods over these years having been immense, reaching seven to eight hundred, and with the existence of that one remnant’s Divine Blood, their breakthroughs had no limits, and their fourth realm quantity and combat strength still crushed the opposition, but the situation seemed dire if it continued like this…

Potential, the limit, was far inferior to the opposition.

Now they could still crush the opponent, but the future would be no different from slow death.

“Is that so?”

On this day, a follower of the Dark Mist Evil God on the Moon also laughed,

“So that’s it, we were foolish! The indigenous people of this planet, thinking we were their prehistoric natives, so, can’t we just claim to be prehistoric natives?”

“Instead, we can use their numbers to let us become True Gods….unwittingly enslaving them, guiding them to extinction, then reviving our Ancient God.”

He also laughed, feeling enlightened!

Early prosperity is the true essence of a strong person.

On this day, he also announced to the world:

“We have also awakened our prehistoric memories!”

They announced to the world that they had awakened lost memories:

“On the first day, Amiro created all things.”

“On the second day, Hommes bestowed knowledge.”

“On the third day, Jiaxia guided wisdom.”

…

They also began to read ancient history, learning from the other side’s call: Though we are demons, we must revive the ancient Gods and Demons, we must not forget our origins!

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