Chapter 655 The World of Darkness

When the battlefield fell silent, all the enemies fell to the ground.

Their bodies were mixed with grass, mud and blood. Some were still breathing, but most had turned into corpses.

The Human King leaned on the giant sword, coughing up blood, which stained the Human King Sword.

The Human King Sword was smooth and shiny. The blood stuck to it and flowed down the sword surface and gathered in the soil underground.

The Human King turned around and leaned his back on the giant sword, putting the weight of his entire body on it.

The giant sword was inserted diagonally into the ground, allowing his body to half lie down, just in time to see the blue sky.

In the blue sky, there was only a lonely white cloud there. The Human King stretched out his right hand and grabbed the cloud in the sky.

His people were either kneeling or lying on their stomachs facing him.

They said goodbye to their king again, and their king seemed to like the clouds in the sky more.

Everyone's eyes followed the hand of the Human King Tai to the white cloud in the sky.

"Chuan Tribe?"

General Niu asked uncertainly.

"Chuan Tribe."

As soon as the words fell, a man walked out of the white cloud.

The man with a white beard and a white robe flew down from the sky and ran straight to the Human King.

"Brother... cough cough... brother..."

The Human King Tai coughed up blood and said with difficulty but with a smile on his face.

"Tai."

The man walked down from the air and said softly.

"Why... haven't you seen me... for so many years..."

Tai asked with difficulty.

"I can't interfere with things on the mainland. This is the tradition of the Chuan tribe. I'm sorry."

The man landed on the ground with both feet. He stretched out his hand and used his snow-white sleeves to help Tai wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"I...I...ahem...I can always see this white cloud..."

Tai was smiling, and his smile was as pure as before.

He used to be a simple boy, following his brother and a few savages to survive hard on the grassland.

Their wish at that time was to go to the Alliance and to go to school.

As time went by, they were unable to fulfill their wishes, but their unwillingness to be ordinary made them leave their footprints on this continent.

"You did a good job, I will help you take care of your children."

Tai's brother said, and reached out again to wipe the blood from his brother's mouth.

His hand was in the wide sleeves of his white robe, and what everyone could not see was that there was an obscure power in his hand.

"You are going to the Soul Tribe, right?"

he asked his brother.

Tai nodded, and then he saw his brother's long sleeves looming over him, and his brother's cold hand touched the corner of his mouth.

Then, an obscure force entered his mind along the corner of his mouth.

Above the sky, the white clouds shook for a moment, and Tai's brother shuddered. He smiled and blinked at his brother.

Tai smiled after being surprised, and then blinked.

Back then, they brothers would do this after doing something bad, and they would blink at each other, knowing each other tacitly.

Although he didn't know what his brother had done, Tai knew that his brother would not hurt himself.

"Go, go where you should go."

Tai's brother wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth again, then turned around without any reluctance, and walked up to the white clouds step by step.

"Since... since there are gods, why do we have to do this, why do we have to use a large army to massacre us, give us hope, and then leave us in despair?"

On the battlefield, the seriously injured Heslamo roared in anger.

The human king Tai glanced at him and said nothing.

His battle was over, and what happened next had nothing to do with him.

Tai's eyes finally scanned the bloody battlefield. This was not a scene he liked.

In his whole life, he rejected war in his heart, but he lived in war all his life.

"In this life..."

He wanted to say something, but he was at a loss for words. He murmured two words, his eyes became chaotic, and the whole person gradually lost consciousness.

"King... King..."

The tribesmen were wailing, wailing for their deceased king.

There was also sadness in Ke's eyes. He opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing, just waved his hand.

The alliance warriors began to enter the battlefield and dragged the wounded out of the battlefield, whether they were enemies or from the human tribe.

But the wounded from the human tribe refused to leave, even the thousands of tribesmen who could still move refused to leave.

"The Soul Tribe will be stationed here in a while, they will..."

The alliance warriors wanted to persuade these warriors, but these warriors interrupted them rudely.

"We know, but we want to stay with our king, always."

Their attitude was firm and their tone was resolute, so the alliance people had to stop persuading them.

When all the wounded enemies were dragged out of the battlefield, all the tribesmen, led by the leader of the Human King's guards, drew their weapons.

"Marshal, don't you want to persuade them?"

Yi's think tank couldn't help but say.

Yi shook his head and said nothing.

These warriors wanted to die with the Human King, and Yi couldn't find any reason to persuade them.

Stone swords, iron swords, bronze swords, the weapons of the Human King's army are very mixed.

It's not that the Alliance does not provide them with better weapons, but that each of them has his own persistence.

And the Human King has always been very fond of his warriors, allowing them to choose their own weapons.

They used these mixed weapons to cut their throats and let the blood flow on the blood-red battlefield.

Solemn and tragic, the warriors of the Alliance couldn't help but beat their chests with their right fists, and saluted these warriors solemnly.

There are always some people whose lives are brilliant and glorious, like the sun that can shine and give heat, hanging in the sky of people's faith.

The Human King Tai is undoubtedly such an existence. His meaning to the human tribe is like the word written by the first generation of ancestor witches, as if the second generation of ancestor witches created a magic strike.

To the human tribe, he is a founder, an enlightener, and a supreme existence under the totem.

When these warriors knew that they could not return to the tribe, they followed the human king without hesitation.

If they could not return to the totem, they would return to the king's command.

Under the gaze of the alliance warriors, the soul tribe began to enter.

The black mist swept the entire battlefield. In the corners, people from the soul tribe could be seen walking out.

They put their hands on the head of the dead warrior, took out a ball of black mist, and then turned back to the depths of the black mist.

That ball of black mist seemed to be the soul of the person, which was what they needed.

In the center of the black mist, there was the thickest black mist. If ordinary people were here, they would definitely not be able to look around.

But the people of Hun tribe were used to this. Their eyes could see through the black fog and look at each other.

At this time, the leader of the Soul tribe was looking at their old witch, watching him carefully take out the soul of the Human King.

Compared with the souls of other people, the soul of the Human King was not special except that it was larger in size.

It was just that in the invisible depths of this soul, there was an obscure power flowing.

Tai's current state is very special. He knows that he is dead, but he can feel his own existence.

He cannot look around, but he can feel his own soul.

At this time, his soul is his "body".

In Tai's perception, he was pulled out of the predicament, and then held by a rough existence, slowly rising up.

When the rough support no longer existed, he was still rising.

He rose higher and higher, and the front became brighter and brighter. His vision seemed to be gradually returning, allowing him to see the road ahead clearly.

Then, he entered a gray world, or rather, an even darker world.

However, in this dark world, he could see everything, as if this darkness was also a kind of light, illuminating this world.

"It's really... a weird feeling."

He was just thinking in his heart, but he accidentally murmured aloud.

"Yeah, it's a very weird feeling."

Suddenly, a voice rang out, and the Human King immediately turned around and saw a figure standing not far behind him.

"Who are you?"

Tai asked vigilantly.

"Haven't you seen my portrait?"

The man turned his head and showed his facial features in full view in front of Tai.

"You are... the Sixth Chief?"

Tai asked in surprise.

The owner of the voice nodded, acknowledged and said, "Didn't Fire Totem ask you to come here and tell you the purpose of your trip?"

Tai shook his head and said, "Taichu didn't say anything, just gave me a choice."

"Taichu? This name doesn't sound very good."

The Sixth Chief curled his lips, then pointed at several figures that suddenly appeared in the darkness and said, "These are the souls of your warriors. Wait for them, and then I will take you to find a place to settle." "

Place? Where is this?"

Tai asked in confusion.

"It's the mysterious space belonging to the Soul Tribe. The complete souls they collect will eventually return here."

The Sixth Chief looked around the space and said.

"The destination of the soul? What is it used for?"

Tai was still confused.

"In the beginning, it was just a primitive instinct to collect souls, and later it wanted to expand into a complete world, just like the fairyland."

The sixth generation leader explained to Tai, while vigilantly scanning the distance.

"Complete souls will live here, and incomplete souls will become the nourishment of this world and make it stronger."

Tai was a little puzzled, but he did not ask. He had just escaped from the tragic battlefield and experienced death. It was difficult for him to integrate into this world immediately.

"Are you nervous? Are there enemies here?"

Tai asked while raising his hand to look.

He didn't know when the change occurred, but he already had a new body. He felt very light and his flesh and blood looked no different from when he was alive.

Even wearing a sackcloth, it was a pity that there was no big sword on his back.

"Yes, and they will definitely come."

The Sixth Chief said affirmatively.

Tai immediately became alert and said to the Sixth Chief, "I need weapons."

"Weapons here can be obtained by imagination."

The Sixth Chief said, raising his hands forward, a turtle shell appeared on his left arm, and a stone knife appeared in his right hand.

"This world is very... strange. Many things are imagined out of nothingness, and in the battles in this world, willpower is crucial."

Tai was once again surprised by the unusualness of this world.