This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous-Chapter 1315 - 581: Incalculable Race

Symbolizing peace and tranquility, a bloody battle between living beings and machines was unfolding in Eden.

The living beings outnumbered their opponents, but all were armed with primitive weapons and had almost no formal combat training; their fighting was fueled solely by passion. In contrast, the mechanical beings were well-equipped and well-trained, capable of achieving nearly perfect coordination with one another. novelbuddy.cσ๓

At first glance, there was a stark difference in combat power between the two sides, evident from the moment they first clashed. After a fierce confrontation along the front lines, the machines quickly took the initiative. The living beings, facing fierce artillery and various alchemical products, were clearly overwhelmed and their defenses were continuously breached.

However, the living beings had one advantage: they all possessed ample lifespans, allowing them to resurrect freely.

Although Eden wasn’t part of the Star Spirit World, it still inherited the basic resurrection rules, and there was no concept of resurrection cooldown here. Even the wild creatures that died here could be resurrected on the spot.

Dying under the guns of the machines didn’t matter; just resurrect, get up, and fight again. After all, most of the living creatures on the field were below level 10, and even if they died repeatedly in a short period, there would be no penalties.

And now, these living beings about to enter the dormancy program, all included in the processes of the machines, were guaranteed to have lifespans of at least five thousand years—that is, five thousand chances to resurrect. What did that mean?

After overcoming their initial fear of death, the living beings quickly calmed down. They might not be able to kill the mechanical beings, but the machines couldn’t kill them either, so what was there to fear?

Stimulated by blood, the living beings charged forward more bravely, intercepting every machine within sight without regard for their own lives.

At this crucial moment that would decide the fate of their races, the machines did not hold back either, their cannons and bullets pouring mercilessly into the living beings.

The sounds of blood and metal clashing echoed continuously in the air, the roars of the living beings and the booming of the machines intertwining to create a strikingly gruesome scene.

In this meat grinder of a battlefield, neither side backed down, as if the decades of accumulated grievances between machinery and living beings in Eden had erupted at this moment.

This battle was not just a clash of strength but also an irreconcilable conflict of ideologies between living beings and machines.

As blood flowed, the battle quickly reached its climax.

Every living being seemed to have bloodshot eyes, even forgetting why the fight had started, focused solely on resisting the machines, while the machines also did everything possible to break through the living beings’ line of defense.

Ultimately, it was the calmer machines that prevailed. Through precise teamwork, one Terminator after another broke through the ranks of the living beings and entered the dome building behind them.

Chun Li stood in front of the dome building, watching these disappearing Terminators feeling helpless. Dealing just with the Clone Armors had pushed her beyond her limits, and she could only watch as these machines breached the building.

However, what worried her most was not these reinforcing Terminators, but the previously disappeared ’Chameleon’ armor.

Chun Li glanced at the dome building behind her with the corner of her eye.

Medicinal Plant Gatherer had entered the building five minutes ago, but until now, there was still no news.

The building was eerily quiet, not a sound of battle to be heard, with no way to tell what had happened...

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At this moment in the control room, Medicinal Plant Gatherer was painfully eyeing the nearly impenetrable wall of machines ahead.

Five minutes ago, he had found the real control room and even directly saw the so-called mainframe: a cylindrical liquid crystal body, composed of countless small blocks, capable of changing shape to some extent and fixed in the middle of the cabin by a force field, immovable.

When he first saw this object, Medicinal Plant Gatherer even thought the mission was completed, because at that time he had shaken off the pursuers and was the first to rush in, and there were no other guards in the room, injecting the liquid in his hand into that liquid crystal seemed like an easy task.

However, when he actually rushed towards it, he discovered a repelling force field within the control room that blocked the surrounding space. The closer he got to the liquid crystal, the stronger the repulsion became.

At his closest, Medicinal Plant Gatherer almost reached within five meters of the liquid crystal, but by then he felt like he was stuck in a quagmire; every movement became extremely difficult, and soon he was caught up by the machines behind him, pulling him back to the starting point.

Thus, he was stuck in this awkward situation.

As time went on, more and more machine reinforcements poured in, and while resisting the repelling force, Medicinal Plant Gatherer also had to fend off a large number of machines encircling him, making it increasingly difficult to move.

"We can’t delay any longer..."

Watching the entrance continuously flooded with new Terminators, Medicinal Plant Gatherer’s expression was solemn. The situation was clear; the longer the delay, the more reinforcements would arrive, which was increasingly disadvantageous to him; a quick decision was imperative.

After taking a deep breath, he pushed off the ground and sprung forward, violently crashing into the side of the wall of machines.

Amidst the sparking arcs, the machines blocking the front were almost instantly dismembered, and Medicinal Plant Gatherer successfully broke through, continuously using the wall to leverage himself, accelerating towards the ’mainframe’.