The Fourth Disaster: You said that the human race is weak in the interstellar space?

And this is just a corner of the battlefield.

Wherever Feng Xiye looked, hundreds and thousands of humans were busy.

There are even some creatures of other races who are busy.

The cubs were running around everywhere, while the adults were picking up bits of stuff wherever they could on the battlefield.

Is this the logistics location for humans?

Feng Xiye was so shocked that he was still a little dazed.

These humans, no matter what level, will be resurrected immediately once they die, and will quickly recycle the bodies of the previous dead.

If there are other humans nearby, the corpse will most likely be stolen by them.

Then the resurrected humans stood there and cursed.

It’s a pity that Feng Xiye couldn’t hear those abusive words and could only hear countless beeping sounds.

Magic.

Amazing.

After landing, Refraction and Shadow immediately looked up at the sky.

A huge mecha fell from above with sparks and lightning.

The chest of the mecha opened, and the Ninety-Nine Years Old Fugitive crawled out covered in dust and dirt, opened his mouth and started spitting blood.

"BT, can you still hold on? I'm going to die..."

[I can't take it anymore, Pilot. I'm requesting repairs.] The mecha replied mercilessly.

Are you on the run at the age of ninety-nine? You can only crawl out while spitting blood.

Then, a maintenance player came out from nowhere and rushed over to scan the BT mecha.

After marking the repair points, Patriarch Tatian turned around, squatted down, and yelled at the ninety-nine-year-old fugitive who was still spitting blood coolly:

"If you die, you die. BT-007 hasn't fought for a long time. It's not used to spitting out its Pilot to block attacks. Don't you know to jump out first?"

"Well, BT-007 will have to stay in the repair room for a long time. All the material costs for the repairs will be borne by you."

She was ninety-nine years old and on the run. She was almost dead, but she still shouted and stretched out her hand to the Patriarch Tatian, "No, brother, brother, let's negotiate, give me a discount, wuwuwu, BT, BT, please help me beg for mercy!"

BT-007: [BT-007 doesn't have the money to pay for the repairs. Thank you for your hard work, Pilot.]

What cruel words!

Are you on the run at the age of ninety-nine? You died with tears and blood, and the moment you fell down, you were resurrected and collected by yourself.

Refraction dodged the mechas that hit the ground several times and got close to the ninety-nine-year-old fugitive.

Because the fighting was so intense, he could only yell at the top of his lungs: "A ninety-nine-year-old is on the run!!!"

"What are you doing?" The ninety-nine-year-old fugitive was calculating how much money he had left and whether it was enough to maintain his level 11.

The corpse recovered from the body of the Dark Tree was incomplete, so the money recovered was naturally much less.

And because it is not a game mission, there is no benefit of free resurrection, and now I have to use up all my savings.

If I had to pay for repairs, my level 11 would probably be lost.

Level 11 requires fragments, so it is impossible to upgrade to level 10 now.

Are you still on the run at the age of ninety-nine? You look completely depressed.

I just want an insect nest, is that necessary?

"Maluo sister, I just want to ask, you called so many players here, are you issuing a boss-killing mission? I have something to do with the Dark Tree!"

The refraction of light and the shadow shouted at the ninety-nine-year-old man who was on the run.

These words made Feng Xiye, who was following behind him, completely stunned.

He did intend to ask Refraction and Shadow to find the Dark Tree and ask the Dark Mother Tree to give him some fruits so that he could upgrade.

But in the current situation, it is obvious that humans are ready to eat the Dark Tree.

This is a battlefield!!!

Battlefield!!!

Feng Xiye confirmed once again that there was something wrong with Refraction Liuying's brain.

This guy must have something wrong with his brain. So many humans are fighting against the Dark Tree.

He ran to find a human who was of average strength and could only rent a mecha, and asked if he could stop the battle.

Let him chat with the Dark Tree?

Crazy?

are you crazy!

Ninety-nine-year-old on the run rolled his eyes: "It must be a boss-killing mission? Can I give all the players the address directly after I meet the boss?"

As long as players enter the battlefield through this punctuation point, it is equivalent to accepting her mission.

Therefore, this battlefield, to be precise, is really the battle between the Ninety-Nine-Year-Old Fugitive and the Dark Tree.

The players came here to accept the mission.

"That's good. Hehe, Sister Maluo, let's stop the fight for a while. I'll pay for the repair of your mecha, and give you a set of demonized human skin!"

Refraction posted his game panel.

The four big words "Demonized Skin" on it made the ninety-nine-year-old escapee's eyes light up.

If it was just to pay for the mecha, the ninety-nine-year-old runaway would have been kicked out for sure.

But the enchanted skin!

"Okay, wait a minute."

Ninety-nine-year-old on the run nodded and sent a message in the group chat: "oi, the battle is suspended for a moment, brothers, please go back to the tribe first. The cost of the intermission will be paid by Master Zheguang Lueying!"

Refraction of light: "-_-||"

Feng Xiye watched helplessly as the girl named Ninety-Nine-Year-Old Fugitive waved her hand.

The entire battlefield was empty in an instant.

All humans disappeared.

Even the girl herself just laughed twice and disappeared in a flash.

Cleared the area?

That's it...

left?

Feng Xiye felt that this world was so absurd that he could not understand it.

Let alone Feng Xiye.

Even the Dark Tree was confused.

Countless branches and roots that were still waving and fighting not only missed their targets, but also hit themselves several times.

The consciousness of the Dark Mother Tree swept across the entire battlefield.

Gone.

Everyone is gone.

What's going on?

What on earth is going on!!!

This huge ancient tree roared angrily at the surroundings. Countless black mists vibrated, and the only response was the endless sound of wind.

Feng Xiye spread his wings, picked up the refraction of light, and flew towards the dark tree.

"Mother Tree, your people come to greet you."

Refraction of the light opened its eyes and stared at him.

The Dark Tree swept over the two of them, and after confirming that they had its own aura on them, it restrained its furious aura.

"Feng Xiye, did you see that just now?"

The ancient, old voice reached the ears of both of them.