Monsters Are Coming-Chapter 1148 - 307: As the World Changes, I Remain
On the basis of being controlled, it can also perform autonomous combat.
This is also why the Jile Evil Spirit and Jile Insect Clan can learn a series of thug-style combat skills like groin kicks, eye gouges, and hair pulling from the players.
And as long as the combat methods used are effective, the battle memory will deeply learn the skill, continually enhancing it.
Through this battle memory system, the development potential of the Jile Insect Tide and Extreme Joy Purple Tide is no longer what it used to be.
It holds high expectations for this.
Now that the Frosty Winter Snowfield is lost, it must quickly find a new scene to build a Jile Army testing ground.
Ensuring the construction of the new system army can steadily progress.
But to satisfy the environmental construction of the new army system, three conditions must be met.
First, there must be a large number of monsters or other types of life, allowing the Jile Army's units to engage in high-frequency combat, with optimization also needing to occur in high-frequency battles.
Secondly, individual combat strength must not be too strong; otherwise, each battle consumes too many resources. It's best if they are slightly weaker than the Extreme Joy Purple Tide and the Jile Insect Tide.
Lastly, the combat environment must be highly controllable.
Just like the Frosty Winter Snowfield battlefield, where the involvement of the Player Clan is completely within control, with the Jile Main God on duty ensuring no external interference in the army's optimized development.
Finding an area that meets these three conditions is not easy.
Fortunately, through long years of dormancy, it has collected environmental information from many areas of the Monster World.
However, whether the environment of these areas has changed needs to be investigated.
The changes in Monster World are too rapid, with large forces arriving every day, and much of the information is outdated.
Perhaps those once suitable places have now been occupied by descending forces.
With a clear thought, sitting upright on the altar, the Lord of Jile opens his eyes, his ever-changing face becoming blurry.
The Power of Extreme Joy extends out of his body, spreading in the direction of the Jile Sub-Palace along the threads connecting to the Jile Main Hall.
Each Jile Sub-Palace serves as his eye, allowing detailed understanding of what's happening outside, and the Jile Sub-Palace can also act as a transit point for consciousness, quickly reaching different areas.
The next second, countless scenes flash in the mind of the Lord of Jile.
In the Endless Melt Abyss area, his consciousness descends into a temple suspended above searing magma.
Where the eye can see, explosive fireballs and boiling magma weave a network of destruction.
The environment here is too frenzied, abandon it.
His consciousness flows, instantly crossing thousands of miles, reaching a peculiar city constructed of countless mirrors.
The scene once rampant with monsters is now rooted by the Phantom Clan, establishing a Nightmare City where every mirror presents different battle illusions.
After a brief investigation, the Lord of Jile once again chooses to abandon it.
His vision switches again, with towering green trees standing tall, canopy layered like clouds, and vines coiling like dragons.
Once a barren land, now it hosts a large number of vile insects, but has been occupied by a group capable of controlling nature, establishing a tree sea environment here.
All the plants will automatically attack invaders.
The absolute home field scene is clearly not suitable for development.
As the speed of consciousness shifting becomes faster, the images continuously flash in the mind of the Lord of Jile, with perception tendrils crossing thousands of scenes like meteors.
In a daze, he recalls that the last time he observed the Monster World this closely was a long time ago.
Now, things have changed.
The territories once familiar are divided by foreign forces.
The clans once small as ants now are dominators in their own right.
And those once marching valiantly towards the peak of Monster World.
The scenes they ruled over are now reduced to ruins, everywhere are broken walls.
The glory this race once had perhaps only remains in fragments in his memory.
With each scene his consciousness fleetingly passes, a segment of memory surges in.
Many images make him deeply moved.
For instance, the Fire Wing Clan appearing in the Endless Melt Abyss area.
From humble crawling creatures, they have now evolved into regional overlords capable of commanding magma.
But in the initial memory of this clan, they were just weak creatures in the cracks of lava, now they have built a magnificent city-state across the sea of fire.
The Lord of Jile silently watches the images in different scenes, the change of history, proving one thing.
Survival has never depended on momentary courage.
The search continues, memories flash like a revolving lantern.
He has never interfered with the rise and fall of these races, just as a witness, watching them rise, flourish, and then mostly head towards extinction.
The fortunate thing is that he has always remained.
Iron-clad Jile Clan, flowing clients.
Old clients will perish, but Monster World is never short of customers, there will always be new challengers arriving with ambition, then someday open the doors to the Jile Palace.
With Monster World as this super platform, the Jile Palace never fears a lack of clients.
Though the Jile Clan's development method is not as fast as the nodal occupancy model.
This mode wins in stability.
A batch of descending forces arrives in Monster World time and time again, and he can always harvest a toll from a very small part of them, thereby gradually growing the Jile Clan.
History has proven that his own choice is the most correct path.
But he also knows, eventually, he will step into the Monster World in an all-out gamble.
The descending era is the last carnival of Monster World.
If unable to stand firm in Monster World in this era, when the era of the struggle of billions of races ends and the era of Peak Strong Clans' division begins, he may even find it hard to find a foothold.
This is also why he values the construction of a new army system so much.
When the moment to unveil the trump card comes, he will bet everything to struggle for the summit of Monster World.
Past memories and present images constantly contrast, seeing so many new talents appearing, his mouth corners slightly lift.
"New powers rising, stars shining... this world remains eternally fascinating."
It is precisely these extraordinarily talented clans that make this game to the peak worth staking everything on.
He is looking forward to how his new army system, once perfected, might clash with these potential races.
Deep in his heart, he anticipates performing the most spectacular final showdown with the strong clans of Monster World.
The end of hibernation is the Heaven-Burning Flame.
Even if ultimately failing, in this final ordeal of billions of races, he wants to burn a path of brilliant trajectory that will shock the entire Monster World.
This is also what he has been pursuing through long years rooted in Monster World.
The suppressed roar in his heart surges like a turbulent tide, restless and eager.
Perhaps in the not too distant future, he will personally declare to this world that haunts his dreams:
"Monster World, the Lord of Jile has arrived!"







