Rise of the Zerg of Elves

"Perhaps it's not what happened now that caused that skeleton, but seeing that skeleton in the future caused what happened now."

The battle on the field has been in full swing, but Hanchuan no longer has his mind on it.

He frowned and said thoughtfully.

What he said may seem a bit crude, but after a simple analysis, you can know what he wants to express.

It is precisely because the fact that he saw the skeleton in the future has become an established fact, so he must facilitate this fact in the past, otherwise it will cause turbulence in time and space and lead to unimaginable consequences.

"Is there really a way to keep the Dark Blood Mantis here forever?"

Hanchuan's expression was a little tangled, but he soon thought of a solution that was not a solution.

Although I already have an idea, now is obviously not the time to verify it.

"Dark Blood Mantis, deal with it quickly."

Because this matter was related to whether he could successfully return to the future, Hanchuan no longer had the intention to linger any longer, and directly gave the order to the dark blood mantis that was in the midst of a fierce battle.

"just"

On the other side, the dark blood mantis listened to the order and raised his pair of sharp mantis knives, with an ominous dark aura lingering on the tip of the knife.

The next moment, the dark blood mantis, which had pushed the dark rules to the limit, struck the rune on the chest of the black-armored warrior with a lightning strike.

"Click"

With a crisp sound, a node in the rune was cut off, and the originally violent power of the black-armored warrior disappeared like a deflated ball.

At this time, the black-armored warrior was just like when he was sealed before, without even basic mobility.

Although the black-armored warrior was temporarily eliminated, Hanchuan did not dare to relax at all, because the recovery ability of the black-armored warrior left a deep impression on him.

Under his gaze, the part with the cut runes on the chest of the black-armored warrior slowly squirmed, apparently being repaired.

However, the repair speed of the black-armored warrior this time is as slow as before. According to his current efficiency, it may take a long time to restore to the original state. The most optimistic situation will be at least one day. Two years later.

"call"

After noticing this, Hanchuan breathed a sigh of relief.

For now, this trouble has finally been solved temporarily.

Later, Hanchuan took back the Dark Blood Mantis and used his spiritual thoughts to find the extremely anxious Linglong in the palace.

"Hanchuan, are you okay? Are you injured?"

The noise of the battle between the dark blood mantis and the black-armored warrior just now was very loud. There was no reason why Linglong couldn't hear it. She just kept in mind Hanchuan's instructions and didn't go out.

"It's okay, it's over."

Noticing the undisguised look of concern on Linglong's face, Hanchuan felt his chest warm at this moment, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth involuntarily.

"Linglong, I am going to do an experiment in the next few days. If the experiment is successful, the black-armored warrior will no longer be a threat."

"What is an experiment?"

"I'm going to make an artificial elf to take care of this troublesome set of armor."

Regarding Linglong, Hanchuan didn't hold back at all and directly told her all his next plans.

It turns out that in order not to cause turmoil in time and space by tampering with history, Hanchuan decided to use cloning technology to create another dark blood mantis.

Hanchuan didn't plan to use any enhancements on this elf, and he didn't even think about giving this elf a soul.

The role of this elf in Hanchuan's arrangement is specifically to deal with the repaired black-armored warriors. Its duty is to send the awakened black-armored warriors into silence again.

Hanchuan is already preparing to lock the black-armored warrior into that ruin again, and the cloned dark blood mantis will exist as the tombkeeper.

Thousands of years of guarding are destined to be lonely